My iceberg smiled

Chapter 724

Shen Meng, who also couldn't help but complain, was in the first row of the auditorium.

"Why is this kid...why didn't he play the repertoire? What the hell is this?"

Although he was extremely surprised, he still held the camera in his hand and did not put it down.

The young man on the stage was very eye-catching, and the white stage lights could barely hit the circular area between him and the piano, making it look extraordinarily holy.

In line with the movement of the other party playing the piano, he closed his eyes, sometimes leaned down, and sometimes raised his head. The young man's fast-moving fingers were stained with a layer of cold light.

When the song reached its climax, it felt like being in a big theater, where thousands of people were playing, and everyone looked very solemn.

The time was brought back to medieval Europe, flying to the sky, overlooking the Gothic style buildings below, retro with innovation, and the humanistic atmosphere began to spread.

The climax lasted for a full 2 ​​minutes, and then gradually broke away from the excitement. The rhythm is still fast, but there are some finer things in the melody.

Until the end, the ten fingers pressed on the ten different keys several times in a row, and finally the left hand was raised, the right hand was lowered, and the head was slightly raised, giving an unfinished ending.

The vibrato of the piano was still echoing in the auditorium, but the audience in the audience did not recover for a long time.

Afterwards, someone did not know who clapped his hands for the first time, and immediately afterward, the applause poured in like a tidal wave, and the auditorium was full of excitement.

The thunderous applause and applause from the crowd mixed together, carrying the passion and excitement of a young man.

The head teacher of class one (3) in senior high school cried.

Why didn't she realize that this child was so talented before? If Shen Zhen's mother hadn't called her, she wouldn't even have known that this child could play the piano.

This kind of performance not only created honor for Class 3, but also created more opportunities for the child in the future.

The head teacher of class 3 felt very proud and liked this child more and more.

Even if Shen Zhen's grades are not good, she can still take the artistic route in the future. The head teacher of class 3 is not worried about the other party's future development at all.

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on the stage.

Han Qianxiao sat in front of the piano and let out a long breath.

Wrapping around the red scarf that had slipped slightly from playing the piano just now, she stood up calmly, left the stage, and walked towards the backstage.

When she was about to go backstage, the host realized this and hurried out to say the final closing line.

Everyone was stunned just now, including the host.

At this time, when passing by Han Qianxiao, the host's eyes were full of excitement, and he even thought about how to add a few more words from his heart to the closing speech later.

After all, the song played just now was really shocking.

However, Han Qianxiao didn't have time to pay attention to them.

She couldn't hear the music she was playing the whole time.

A track completed purely by the memory of the past and the touch of the fingers.

She doesn't know how to play Mozart's minuet, or any other popular music, but this one is all she can play.

Because of this piece, Han Mochen played it.

She memorized it.

I memorized it purely by finger memory.

At the beginning, sitting still in front of the piano was the process of recalling the entire finger memory in the brain.

Each key will feel a vibration when pressed, and the vibration will be strong or weak. Different strengths are different fingerings and strengths, as well as the pitch.

The ears are deaf, but fortunately, the hands are still flexible.

(End of this chapter)