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Chapter 648 Masters Cup rematch (9)

Mr. Lu was in the scene! The excited voice came from the heart of Ailing Entertainment Company. This was Lin Xue's voice. At this moment, in this beautifully decorated multi-functional hall full of modern atmosphere, almost all the well-known artists and executives of Ailing Entertainment were filled with. Their eyes were firmly staring at the huge plasma TV screen on the wall. The scene inside was the live broadcast scene of the Masters Cup.

The same scene is also staged in the company headquarters of Xin-Piao Tianyi. Xiao Yiran, Jia Ming, and Yu Wenqi, who are now calling the wind and rain in the domestic online original literary circle, are staring at the TV screen in a hurry, looking forward to Lu Wei's competition.

Yitengxun.com, the largest portal in China, provides a live broadcast portal for high-speed viewing in the most eye-catching location on the homepage, and set up four sets of servers for real-time broadcasting.

At the homes of countless domestic music fans, the TV channel has locked on CCTV Music Channel without exception, and they are eagerly waiting for the wonderful performances of their idols.

Perhaps, Lu Wei's reputation in the international music scene is not that high, but in China, Lu Wei is definitely a rising superstar in the entertainment industry at this moment. With countless pop music fans and classical music fans, he will have a group of loyal supporters wherever he goes in China. At this moment, the attention of these supporters has directly transformed into ratings. In history, the ratings of CCTV Music Channel have reached a terrifying sum! This proportion even exceeds that of Peng and a popular drama in Central Five Sets, which is being broadcast live, which shocked the leaders of CCTV. The era of national music has arrived!

At the competition site, when Lu Wei walked onto the stage, the applause he received was not as enthusiastic as Lang Lang and Valodos. Obviously, many music fans didn't know much about this slightly strange Chinese pianist.

However, those music fans who had heard Lu Wei's music had the most passionate emotions. They kept applauding hard and shouting Lu Wei's name, especially the red square formation composed of hundreds of people, waving the five-star red flag in their hands neatly to cheer for Chinese pianists.

"Judge Istomin, the Chinese pianist I mentioned to you is him. I have heard his performance before. I have a very distinctive look at Lu Wei on the stage. Zhou Guangren said gently to Istomin beside him.

"Haha, Zhou, I know you are a very good pianist. If a pianist can get such praise from you, he must have his own excellence. But after watching his playing, I will know that if his playing is not good enough, I will not give him a high score. I said with a smile.

Listening to Istoming's words, Zhou Guangren knew that he was a little misunderstanding of his meaning and thought that he wanted him to give Lu Wei a higher score. She smiled slightly and did not defend anything. She had great confidence in Lu Wei's music. She believed that as long as she listened to Lu Wei's music, this Istoming judge would immediately know whether what she said on the Internet was true.

The applause gradually subsided, and people's eyes gathered on the young pianist, looking forward to his performance.

Sitting in front of Stanway and looking at the row of smooth piano keys, Lu Wei's heart instantly calmed down.

He raised his arms gently, and the fingertips of his ten fingers touched the clean and slightly cool keys. In an instant, a very familiar feeling surged into his heart. The ten fingers and the keys formed a very comfortable angle. The familiar sense of control immediately enveloped Lu Wei's body. He felt that every muscle and every bone in his body were ready to express the endless joy hidden in his mind.

Stanway's mellow and warm bass sounded, like a faint sound coming from the far horizon. The left hand that gently stroked the black keys was like the mother's hand who stroked the tenderest baby's skin, without any breath or a hurricane. The sound was ethereal, as if it was in the quietest corner deep in people's hearts,"

At this moment, the right hand suddenly relaxed, and a string of tiny piano sounds like the ethereal and quiet Van Aling echoed in this huge Stanway concert hall so suddenly. The sound was so natural, but it carried an indescribable force, which in an instant firmly attracted people's minds.

Lu Wei, in front of the piano, had his eyes slightly closed, as if listening to the music flowing from his fingertips. The sound was like his inner confession, so calm, without any trace of worldly pretentiousness and hypocrisy. That simple happiness made him feel a special kind of spirit.

The sound of the piano is leisurely and unhappy. It does not have the show of Valodos, nor does it have the exaggerated expression of Langlang.

However, it is better than the plain!

The earth is as straight as it is, and the cleverness is as clumsy as it is. The sound of the piano is so simple that it is close to the sound of Wutong, which has infected every listener here.

The hands were slowly rising and falling on the keys. The music flowing from Stanway had an indescribable silence. Suddenly, like a ripples in the most beautiful dream, the sound of the piano changed from the peace of the net to the excitement.

The right hand was like a dream, making all kinds of incredible but extremely relaxed movements on the smooth piano keys, and streaming beautiful and unspeakable music. With the strange rhythm, like the waves of water, it rippled in circles, "On," like a fairy's finger, brushing the sharpest nerves quickly and beautifully. Every listener felt his soul, as if he had been instantly quieted, and his whole body was relaxed. It was a wonderful seven-tongue that was so strange that it was scattered."

The speed of both hands on the keys began to gradually increase. But the music always maintained that quietness.

This is a very wonderful feeling. In fact, the melody played on Stanway at this moment has even surpassed the accelerated versions of "Ghost Fire" and "Black Key" played by Valodos. However, the sound of the piano at this moment does not give people a sense of anxiety or speed. People just feel that the sound is richer and fuller than what they have heard before. However, if they really want to use words to describe this feeling, they cannot describe it.

Lu Wei's hands moved quickly on Stanway with a seemingly strange rhythm. Although it was very fast, every touch and every movement was meticulously as if it had been countless thoughts. "Yes, this is the fantasy of "Starlight". A piano work that subverted the traditional concept of polyphonics. Although he was published for a short time, he was not very famous in his professional piano. Any pianist who has played this work has to admit that it is a very "strange" and difficult to "play the feeling". Because few people can understand the seemingly impossible polyphonics and frequent changes recorded on the score, and expression terms, and some Western music critics even bluntly said that this song "Starlight" is simply a joke, a "fearless" thing.

However, today, right here, when they actually heard this "Starlight" and heard the "Starlight" played by Lu Wei, the author of this song, they felt their previous judgment. It seemed that something went wrong.

"Is this starlight? It's like this? How is this possible?" Listening to the song that was heard, judge Istoming immediately determined that it was the fantasy of "Starlight". As a pianist who also acted as a composer, Istoming's favorite thing to do was to study the latest works created by famous composers around the world. When Lu Wei, a Chinese pianist, wrote the fantasy of "Starlight", Istoming obtained the score through his own way in a short time. However, at that time, he did not take this score seriously, because after two trials, he came to the conclusion that this was made by a guy with no experience in piano composition. I don't know the so-called work, because any composer with a trace of piano creation would not rashly write such a score that completely violates the rules of the performance.

Istomin still remembers the situation when he first tried to play this fantasy of "Starlight".

It was in a Stanway room with a total of seventeen pages. The score of the "Starlight" Fantasy that had been compiled into a printed version, and was placed on its own piano stand in a regular manner.

"It's really a very profound song." When Istomin marked the speed and expression of the "Zhuangban, softly" marked on the score. He played the first eight bars, but this kind of praise came to an abrupt end in the "Qianlianyin" in the ninth bar.

"How can this rhythm type be used here? And, what is this? Downward? Downward? Downward?

Oh. Hell, this is just a lyric, with only seven short sounds that actually mark these two kinds of power symbols? And "What is this? Mysterious? Expression term?"

Istomin still remembers the surprise when he finished playing the previous eight bars in less than half a minute and then saw the notation of the ninth bar.

Finally, without surprise, Istoming, like Lu Wei's genius beautiful pianist Wang Yujia, after more than a hundred failures, finally claimed helplessly that this so-called "Starlight" fantasy is just a real fantasy of the composer, because that kind of music is really impossible to play, and that is simply impossible!
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