pianist from the sea

Chapter 119 Rolling
The music paused, Fu Tiao raised his head and looked at the ceiling above his head, his eyes narrowed slightly.

He has been thinking about what exactly is his Chopin, or... what his self in Chopin should be.

The three words he said to Wang Kai before, peace of mind, sea, and freedom, can these three words really fully represent himself?
Fu Diao has actually been thinking these days, even before going on stage.

If there is no way to conduct a thorough analysis of himself, then there must be no way for him to improve in music, he can only move forward step by step, and he can barely feel a little bit at an unknown time.

Therefore, Fu Tiao began to think about his own music, what kind of state he should be in his own music, and what he wanted to express.

The sea is the foundation of my life, and this will never change.

So what about the sea?

Fu Diao thought for a long time, but he didn't come up with anything. He just felt that many of them could be absorbed from the sea, and the two items of freedom and peace of mind seemed to be completely integrated into the sea.

From the first germs of life underwater, to the giant beasts of the Stone Age, to the first time humans walked upright, the sea can fully represent the life of music.

Water has no shape, and the sea will never be fixed in place, so for Fu Tiao, the sea also means freedom.

Walking on the sea, feeling the slight sway of the waves, is like returning to the arms of parents. For Fu Tiao, the sea is the most peaceful place, so the sea can also represent peace of mind.

Everything is in the sea, and everything can be explained by the sea.

The joy of the sea, the sorrow of the sea, the rage of the sea, the pain of the sea.

For Fu Tiao, the sea represents the most powerful force.

Therefore, after Fu Diao sat on the piano keyboard from the back of the stage, after he emptied his thoughts, he felt as if he was back on the sea, and the hot lights above his head were like glass lamps on a boat, and everything around him was surrounding him. Watch him shake, shake slightly.

All of this made Fu Tiao completely clear.

There are not so many miscellaneous things in my own music, no peace of mind, no freedom, nothing at all.

In my own music, there is only the sea.

The sea can evolve into everything, and the sea can also tell countless emotions.

Therefore, my own music only needs to use the sea that I am best at to tell.

And Chopin...

The exile in Chopin's music, the nostalgia for hometown, the ups and downs of emotions, all these can be fully integrated into the sea.

Chopin has been wandering in Europe, leaving his hometown. It seems that he has not been floating on the sea for a long time, and has been slowly advancing on this continent.

Both myself and Chopin are outsiders in this world.

Therefore, Fu Diao made his sea closer to Chopin, making Chopin a part of the sea and flowing out of his music.

And when Fu Diao played the Mazurka, he was even in a trance. He didn't even know whether he was playing the piano, Chopin, or the sea was playing the piano.

The sound from the piano completely followed his thoughts, which perfectly fit his understanding of music.

He had never felt such music before, as if he had merged with the music.

I am the music, and the music is myself.

This feeling was so wonderful that Fu Tiao was intoxicated by it, and even refused to get out of it for the rest of his life.

If he guessed right, he might have made a breakthrough, just like Zhao Chengzhen played in the second round, he also made a breakthrough during the performance, he was absolutely sure that his music had broken through a new level in the performance just now, A realm even higher than Zhao Chengzhen.

It may even be a realm that only those piano masters can stay in.

Incomparably perfect, incomparably pure.

He was like being deep in the ocean, quietly allowing his heart to fully merge into it, and he didn't get out of it until the sound of the music gradually slowed down.

The light above his head shone on his hands, he opened his eyes slightly, and looked at his hands in disbelief. He never imagined that his breakthrough could be so smooth, so natural, so...successful ?
It seems that he should be in this realm.

It's just that this feeling dissipated quickly. He woke up from the music, and the feeling of breakthrough just now had dissipated. The most important thing for him now is to control the music he felt when he just broke through, so that This playing continued logically.

And the next piece, Chopin Piano Sonata No. [-].

Fu Tiao took a deep breath, leaned slightly on the piano, raised his fingers, fixed his eyes on the keyboard in front of him, and then pressed down slowly.

when……

A heavy sound fell, and everyone's hearts felt like being hammered, and their slightly wandering eyes instantly refocused on the music.

This is a sound with a hint of death and anxiety.

And the two notes that fell later, just like falling arms, bounced lightly on the ground, and then fell again.

The uneasiness in the music instantly swept over everyone, just like the sadness that Fu Tiao showed when he just played the mazurka. Uneasy emotions.

Just like a black cloud descending from the top of the head, there is no safe place around, and the air pressure is extremely low.

Everyone felt as if a stone had been crushed in their hearts. They were anxious and panicked, but they didn't know where they should go.

This feeling made everyone extremely depressed, and they wanted to release it, but they were powerless.

It was as if he was falling into the sea, falling downwards, the fear of not knowing where he was falling.

This feeling was too subtle, and the concert hall became extremely depressing, and even the expressions of some judges changed.

One of the judges even touched his chest with a dazed expression.

He didn't know how many Chopin's Second Piano Sonatas he had heard, but works like this one that could fully stir his emotions were rare, almost none.

This feeling is uncomfortable.

But what followed was incomparable surprise.

He was amazed that such a work could appear in the Chopin International Piano Competition. Even a man in his seventies who had heard countless ancient music works could be moved by it.

He wasn't the only one, there were at least three or four judges who were touched by Fu Diao's performance!
They looked at each other, their eyes filled with bewilderment, and they couldn't believe what they were hearing in their ears.

Such a powerful performance actually came out in a competition?

Fu Tiao didn't care about the judges' expressions, and it was impossible for him to see the judges' expressions. He just focused his attention on the music with a dignified expression.

The first theme ended, and it was not until the appearance of the second theme that the music quieted down a little, but the silence did not stay for a long time, only after a very short time, the music returned to that kind of excitement and anxiety again.

With the appearance of the presentation part, the balance of the music was broken, and it ended in the dissonant intervals of A flat and D flat, making the music a little weird and more intensely uneasy.

The ending is gloomy and uneasy, without any peaceful atmosphere at all, what it brings is only more anxiety and pain.

The play is not over yet, but the first movement has ended prematurely.

At the moment when the first movement of Chopin's Second Piano Sonata ended, when Fu Tiao raised his hand from the crowd, the mood of the crowd became very strange.

The judges will not discuss it for the time being, after all, they are still playing the game themselves, and the audience has been completely attracted by Fu Tiao's music.

From the very beginning, Fu Tiao's mazurka had already made them concentrate on Fu Tiao.

After all, the mazurka is really too strong. Compared with Fu Tiao, Zhao Chengzhen's mazurka, which was originally hailed as No.1, is completely inferior?

And when they thought that the most powerful work of Fu Tiao should be the Mazurka, they never thought that Mazurka is not all of Fu Tiao, and the second piano sonata in the back is even more powerful, making Their hearts are also more uncomfortable.

Fu Tiao had completely controlled their emotions in the palm of his hand, kneading them at will, without giving them any chance to breathe.

At the back of the stage, Han contestant from South Korea, with a desperate expression, even had the slightest thought of being bad.

How to play this?Are you sure you're screwed?Who else can listen to my performance off the stage now?How do you communicate with the audience?What a fart!Go home early and sleep.

As for Zhao Chengzhen, her expression returned to calm again.

He was too lazy to think about why Fu Tiao was so strong, and now he was thinking about how to beat Fu Tiao in the final.

He obviously had completely stabilized in the breakthrough state in the third round, showing his strongest strength.

But why did this strongest strength fail to defeat Fu Tiao?

He was puzzled, but there was nothing he could do about it, and he could only attribute some of it to luck.

Now the last chance is in the final round. His level and strength are stable. There should be no problem with today's performance, but I don't know what kind of performance Fu Tiao can show.

Everyone's emotions are different, but no matter what, Fu Tiao's performance is still going on.

The appearance of Chopin's second movement further proves the strength of Fu Tiao.

An extremely gloomy beginning, just like cumulonimbus clouds on the sea.

The clouds were low, the thunder was rumbling, the wind was roaring, and the continuous chromatic scale of sixth-degree chords became even more terrifying under Fu Diao's powerful interpretation. No one could guarantee emotional stability.

The slightly slower speed seems to see the sky through the clouds and mist, but the extremely low octave in the bass region tells everyone that all this is an illusion, and everything will return to dust in the end.

The third movement is the core part of this work, and even many people have only heard this movement and have not heard other movements.

The movement is called... A Funeral!
Bury everything about yourself and let everything return to dust.

The heaviness of the second movement made every audience sitting off the stage not particularly emotional. They looked at Fu Tiao with great heaviness, waiting for the appearance of the third movement.

Funeral, March.

Fu Tiao raised his head, thinking about his own music.

For some reason, he suddenly remembered the moment Danny fell into the sea that afternoon. Since then, his world has lost a lot of light.

He raised his hand and slowly lowered it in front of everyone.

When, when, when...

Step by step.

Everyone carried the coffin out of the shadows, every step was accompanied by pain and sorrow, and even a trace of fear.

Fear of death, resistance to parting.

Everything was integrated into the music, and an extremely depressing emotion poured into the hearts of everyone in the concert hall.

The music is extremely dark, but it releases a hot light, as if burning itself, offering itself to the person enshrined in the music.

Sad crying emerges in the music, with a touch of indelible sadness.

The gradually suspending music seems to come from self-consolation, but this relief cannot last long, and it will eventually return to sadness.

The incomparably heavy keys fell, and the heavier they were, the sadder they were.

This sadness goes back, and only the ultimate nothingness remains.

From nothingness, back into nothingness.

Dust to dust, dust to dust.

Everything is left with only the most initial emptiness.

In the distance, Shan Yi listened to Fu Diao's music, couldn't help but put his hand in front of his heart, and pursed his lips slightly.

"It's hard, but it's very powerful. His funeral is very powerful! It's comparable to Li Diyun's one at the National Center for the Performing Arts!"

"Yes, very powerful, very sad."

Shan Yi and his wife watched Fu Tiao's music, and their expressions fluctuated slightly with the music.

They can feel the sincere emotion in the music, and they also believe that all the judges and audience can hear it.

Not to mention the previous Mazurkas, but just discussing the third movement of Chopin's Second Piano Sonata, Fu Tiao's performance can be described as supernatural.

Shan Yi didn't know when he completely forgot what Zhao Chengzhen was playing before, and only Fu Tiao's music was left in his mind.

Not just unilateralism, but also those judges, other audiences.

Many of them listened to Zhao Chengzhen's music before, and heard Zhao Chengzhen's Chopin Piano Sonata No. [-]. At that time, they thought that Zhao Chengzhen's No. [-] Piano Sonata was equally powerful, and it was the most powerful sonata in the second round.

Except that it is not as good as his Chopin Polonaise, everything else has been done to the extreme.

but……

When they heard Fu Tiao's Chopin Piano Sonata No. [-], they suddenly realized what a good performance is.

The ultimate composer, the ultimate self, and the ultimate fusion, these three will all have similar endings in the end, and everyone will move towards the ultimate music.

But in front, when everyone was still running on their own routes, Fu Tiao had already used his strength to prove that he had gone farther than Zhao Chengzhen on his own road.

He is also closer to the most perfect music.

This is the strength of Fu Tiao, and this is the shock brought by Fu Tiao's music.

In the third round of music, Fu Diao, with his incomparably perfect performance, had conquered the judges and the audience in advance when the music was less than halfway through.

Fu Tiao's performance before the third round directly crushed Zhao Chengzhen.

He doesn't even need to show anything later, he just needs to play normally.

There is no opponent in the front, so the South Korean Han player in the back could be Fu Diao's opponent?

Han even Zhao can't match, even Han's extreme level, surpassing all his previous performances, it is difficult to catch up with Zhao.

With him like this, he still expects to fight against Fu Diao?It's just a dream.

On the first day of the third round of the Chopin International Piano Competition, the curtain had already come to an end when the third contestant was just finished.

Whether it was Han in the back, or the remaining four people in the afternoon and evening half, there was really no need to listen too much.

after all……

The emotional impact of Fu Tiao is really too serious. No one in the concert hall can recover. When a large number of audiences return to their seats at night, they can really listen to Fu Tiao. playing?
No matter who it is, it is difficult for everyone. Even if there are several hours in between for everyone to rest, it is still not very useful.

At the end of the third movement of Chopin's Second Piano Sonata, Fu Tiao took a deep breath to calm down his emotions, and played the fourth movement without any hesitation.

Numerous unison triplets make the music seem to stay on top of ruins.

No melody, no joy, just like the smile fooled by the Sphinx, like the evaluation of the buried person after the funeral.

Like the autumn wind blowing away the dead leaves, scattered on the grave.

With the end of the last accent, Chopin's Second Piano Sonata was completely over, and the concert hall was silent.

……

Quiet, with a little commotion in the quiet.

The crowd especially wanted to clap hard, for a perfect mazurka and a perfect Chopin piano sonata.

For them, this is no longer a competition, it has become Fu Tiao's solo concert!

The ultimate perfection brings the ultimate beauty. This kind of music beauty makes people have no way to escape from it. They can only laugh helplessly, and then fall into it.

beautiful!

It's a pity that it's a competition now, there are judges behind, and other audiences are listening to Fu Tiao's performance, they can't make themselves stand up and applaud, it's too impolite.

If the first round was Zhao Chengzhen's round, he alone dragged his sick body to dominate the crowd, and the second round was a three-pianist battle for hegemony, with top pianists from three directions competing for the right to speak in the competition.

Then the third round, just judging from the confrontation between Fu Tiao and Zhao Chengzhen, this is already Fu Tiao's round, and this is Fu Tiao's home field!
No one can imagine what kind of terrifying level they should show if they want to surpass Fu Diao's performance?

If someone can really show a level similar to Fu Tiao and Zhao Chengzhen, then the Chopin International Piano Competition is no longer a piano competition.

But...

Chopin International Piano Festival!In a real sense, a festival for pianists and Chopin players from all over the world!

It represents the most extreme Chopin, represents the most extreme self, and represents the most extreme tenderness between self and Chopin!
The three directions are almost the same stage where the strongest young generation gathers. Is there a stage more dreamy than this?
Not at all okay!

It is obvious that Fu Tiao has not finished playing, but the atmosphere of the scene already has a little illusion that Fu Tiao's performance is over.

Fu Tiao raised his hand three times in a row to make a move, but was always disturbed by the commotion off the stage, so he could only helplessly look at the crowd below the stage, raised his hand and lowered it gently.

He didn't understand, where did this come from?So excited just halfway through the performance?
Then for his last two works, He Shen specially selected works for himself.

What about God Bless Poland and Hero Polonaise?
This is the most ingenious selection that both Fu Diao and He Shen agreed.

If played well...

These two songs are definitely not inferior to Zhao Chengzhen's previous performances!

Everyone looked at Fu Tiao's hand gestures, and suddenly realized that they were still competing. They immediately forced their emotions to hold back, looked at Fu Tiao expectantly, and waited for his next performance.

The first two songs are already so awesome, so how awesome can the last two songs be, as the finale of Fu Tiao's works?
　My waist is still not healed, I made an appointment with the doctor to see it, and I hope I can get it right before I go home...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)