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Chapter 215 The only player with a perfect score in history!

Palais Garnier.

Live live.

Time passed gradually, and the last piece of the "Third Piano Concerto" came to an end amidst the passionate music.

Under the red-faced mask, He Xiao's head was covered with sweat, and it was sticky to the sides of his cheeks. The same was true for the palms and backs of his hands. The middle finger twitched slightly, which was caused by long-term high-intensity performances.

This piece of music is really too heavy, a full four to 10 minutes of soloing consumes more physical energy than ordinary people imagine, and it is not easy to control.

No wonder the pianists likened it to "shoveling ten tons of coal". Judging from He Xiao's personal experience, there are eight catties without ten catties.

He didn't have time to pay attention to the sweat on his body, stood up and bowed deeply to the audience.

"Clap clap clap!"

The applause of the audience was thunderous.

Regardless of whether the audience understands the piano piece or not, it is also worthy of respect for the continuous performance of four to 10 minutes, so it is appropriate to send applause.

"Red-faced contestant, your previous announcement said that this song is called "The Third Piano Concerto", but you are the only performer in the field. In my opinion, it might as well be called "The Third Piano Solo."" Berlin Academy of Arts The judges lowered their eyes, said the first half of the comment, and after a pause, they said again: "Haha, just kidding, I am looking forward to hearing the full version of the concerto in the future."

"Thank you teacher, there will be such a day." He Xiao ignored the judge's joke that was not funny at all, and bowed again to express his thanks, but he was slandering "There will not be such a day" in his heart.

This piece of music will kill you every time you perform it, from now on, He Xiao doesn't want to touch it again.

The first judge finished his comments and began to score. However, due to the rules of the finals, he did not announce it. Instead, he put the score card on the table after scoring.

The microphone was passed on, and the judges commented in turn.

Most of the content is similar, there is nothing to say, most of them are praises.

After all, it is Rachmaninoff's favorite song in his life. With the level of these judges, there is no way to give any useful opinions.

How can an ant judge the height of an elephant?
This is simply not realistic.

Even after a time and space, Rachmaninoff's works are not something these people can comment on.

When it was the camera's turn to the old Principal William, the always lonely and gray-haired old man was finally moved.

He sighed long and did not comment on the work, but extended an invitation to He Xiao again.

"Red-faced contestant, I don't care who you are under the mask, please come to our school as a visiting professor. The world music world needs you, and the Isabella Conservatory of Music needs you!"

The old principal William issued two consecutive invitations to the same contestant to be admitted to the hospital, or to be a professor, which undoubtedly shocked the audience greatly.

Perhaps the audience does not understand music, but the Isabella Cup Conservatory does not need to understand it. The status of this famous French art school in the world is well known.

This is like an ordinary person, he may not be able to solve advanced mathematics, but he will definitely know Huaqing University.

But now, such an arrogant and prestigious school has issued invitations to the same contestant twice in a row!

So, whether it was the audience before the live broadcast or the audience at the scene, they were all excited at this time.

Although the old principal did not give any evaluation, he surpassed all evaluations.

This is the performance of extremely recognized red-faced players.

"Red face is too awesome!"

"Who is this guy? Donald or Martin? Why do I feel that these two people are not so capable?"

"We don't understand "The Piano Music of Doom", and we dare not ask, but I think the red face seems to be a bit better from the evaluation point of view!"

"Yeah, the clown didn't seem to have such a high evaluation at the time. The old man William just praised his work, and he didn't send out an invitation letter directly like this."

"This competition is really suspenseful!"

"Red face wins!"

As the judges' comments appeared one after another, the competition began to enter the final climax, and the Internet was already blown up. Everyone knew that this Isabella Cup was coming to an end, and the time to decide the winner was coming soon.

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on site.

The crowd also began to commotion.

The last comment of the red face has ended, and it is time to announce the final score.

Kami stepped onto the stage energetically. When He Xiao was performing just now, he was drowsy when he listened to it, and he regained his energy after the comment session.

He stretched out a hand and said, "Thanks to the judges and teachers for their wonderful comments, now we invite our clown contestants to return to the main stage!"

With a bang, a beam of spotlights shone on the clown in the front row of the auditorium. He immediately put away his gloomy gaze, straightened his clothes, and walked towards the stage as kindly as possible.

"Viewers and friends, the most exciting moment has finally come. The total score of the clown and the red face recorded before will be announced soon. Please look at the big screen together, and let us witness this historic moment together!"

Kami's voice suddenly became agitated, and the director team, who had never given the live soundtrack, also gave a high-pitched background music this time, which brought the atmosphere both on-site and before the live broadcast to the climax.

The first thing to be announced on the big screen is the total score of the clown.

The names of one judge after another emerged, followed by a single score.

Manhattan School of Music: [-]!

Berlin Academy of Arts, Germany: [-]!
Berklee College of Music: [-]!

Isabella Conservatory of Music, France: Nine points!
……

All kinds of scores were listed one by one, and only two colleges gave a nine-point evaluation.

In other words, the total score of the clown is - 98 points!
A score that broke the records of unicorns and red faces appeared!

There was an instant uproar at the scene, and even several judges looked at each other unexpectedly.

Because the scores are kept confidential, the judges don't know how many scores each player gave each other, and they are equally curious about the total score.

As soon as the high score of 98 came out, it caused a sensation in the audience.

"The clown is too fierce!"

"As expected of the devil Hardy, "Doomsday Rhapsody" can definitely be recorded in the annals of history!"

"98 points... such a terrible score, it's not easy for the red face to surpass it."

"Maybe this game is overtime again!"

"What about the red face's score? Why haven't they announced it yet?"

The contestants and the audience were discussing eagerly.

At this time, the big screen finally began to change again after the clown's score was played.

The red face score is out!

The audience cast their gazes at the past, and then lost their voice for an instant.

Because there is no need to distinguish at all, the entire score arrangement is surprisingly uniform.

[-] out of [-] for all including the Isabella Conservatory!
"This is... [-] points!"

In a scene that was quiet enough to hear a needle drop, a young man uttered in a daze. These words, like a thunderbolt from the blue, shook the entire sky of Paris.

(End of this chapter)