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Chapter 261 Eastern Mozart

A voiceless voice echoed in the bustling square.

The people who were still discussing just now closed their mouths in unison, as if they were suddenly touched by something, and an inexplicable emotion slowly flowed out from the bottom of their hearts.

No one knew what kind of tune this Chinese kid on the stage, holding a harmonica, was playing.

This is a very contradictory proposition:
If it is a famous song by any famous musician, then with so many people present, someone will always know which song it is; if it is unknown, how can it be so exciting? There is no reason why such music should not be popular!

Could it be that this is his own original work?

What Han Qiu played was a song that he didn't even know. Listening to it, it felt like the illusory and dreamlike flavor of the magical world in the game.

It's just the beginning, a few wisps of unvoiced sounds have already outlined a gorgeous scene.

There was silence in the audience, people from different countries, different nationalities, speaking different languages, with different aesthetics and habits, unexpectedly all merged into this piece of music that no one could recognize at the same time.

"Unexpectedly, he is no worse than Taya, even..." Su Lai looked at Han Qiu on the stage with a face full of surprise, and felt that the surprise brought to her by this student's trial was really unfathomable.At the same time, there is a sense of pride in his eyes, this is his student!

"What... what's going on?" Zhao Changfeng stared at all this in a daze, not to mention how shocked he was, why never told me that this guy still has a bit of artistic talent?
The professors standing behind him were also dumbfounded, and the four students' eyes widened: Impossible!This is impossible!How can a student catch up with a professional musician?In particular, this student is still qualified to represent the country in the mathematics competition. Even if he is a replacement, he is still the second prize winner after all. Musically, and playing so well?
At this moment, several people chose to bury their heads in silence: it was too shocking!
And several students in Japan glanced at each other, the surprise on their faces could not be concealed, especially Matsushita, who had the most trouble, stared at the leader of Kuchiki intently, and asked: "Did I hear it wrong? He sent it?"

Leader Kuchiki nodded unconvinced, and said stubbornly: "It's okay, don't panic, I think his music is good, but it's not better than Taya's! And not many people have heard his music, and it will affect the whole commented."

The sound of the piano is still going on, and in the music, sadness slowly spreads...

Sad with a little miss.The notes from the deep sea bottom are as thin as silk threads, passing through the time and space of thousands of years, carrying a distant lingering, a kind of shallow sadness, both real and illusory, like weeping and complaining, every trace exciting.
The most commendable thing is that this sadness does not seem to come from the small-style love between men and women, nor the misery of personal gains and losses, but more like a kind of vicissitudes of life in the millennium. feelings.

This kind of sadness, vastness, loneliness, but no trace...

Even in the face of the changing wind and thunder on the battlefield, it does not have vigorous ups and downs, but is still distant, with a little sadness.The whole piece of music seems to be a woman who has been sleeping on the seabed for thousands of years, slowly waking up in a low and sad singing; it is also like a god who has survived all kinds of disasters and finally attained the Tao, looking back on the past for thousands of years, with a A kind of peace and freedom that penetrates everything.

"It doesn't seem too good." Panasonic secretly observed the reactions of all the people present, and said softly to the Kuchiki leader: "Why do I feel that these people are more focused than Tayana when they are enjoying this Chinese song?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" The Kuchiki leader reprimanded severely: "I have already said that although he is good, he is not superior to Taya-kun! You know, Taya-kun has already entered a professional band!"

"No, he's better than me..." Taya stood beside him, with the guitar in his hand hanging down slowly, and he closed his eyes quietly, feeling the beautiful music with the heart of a musician.

It seems to be a fairy sound floating from outside the sky!

The wind will die, the dust will settle,
Even people rot in the end,
Everything will disappear, everything will be empty.

Apart from music, the soul has nowhere to rest,

In this world, there is no place where flowers bloom...

He felt it more deeply than others, and the tremor in his heart was unparalleled: Is this really just an ordinary Chinese student?

Language has boundaries, but music has no national boundaries. This piece of music without lyrics and without background fascinated people from all corners of the world at the same time. After Han Qiu played the song, the scene was silent, silent in this moving worry, I can't extricate myself for a long time.

After a while, there was deafening applause!

"The Chinese have won!" The voices of the audience came and went.

The Japanese group was in a state of embarrassment, and Kuchiki's leader stood up: "Who said the Chinese won? Isn't Taya's performance not exciting enough?"

"No, Taya's guitar is really wonderful and professional." The chairman of the organizing committee, Mr. Bob, stood up. It seemed that he had a preference for music and art, and he also had a lot of research.

"Mr. Taya is skilled in technique, and he can almost perform any Romance of Love to the fullest. However, there is always a little bit missing, that is, the expression of emotion. Music performance is not just the repetition of technique, but more importantly, the performance of the performer. Mood." Mr. Bob pointed to Han Qiu and said, "In terms of emotion, I believe everyone has already felt it. So far, I have never been so excited!"

Only then did people notice that on Mr. Bob's big and round cheeks, there were actually two shallow tear stains...

He didn't understand what song Han Qiu was playing, but he couldn't help crying. He felt that this was the real art!
The crowd in the square suddenly went crazy, and countless people kept exclaiming: "This is a piece of legendary music!"

A blond beauty jumped out of the crowd suddenly, took the initiative to embrace Han Qiu's neck, kissed her lips softly, and left a red lip mark on Han Qiu's face: "You are awesome, just like Dongfang. Mozart!"

Wow!Foreign MMs are passionate and unrestrained!Han Qiu felt that he was a bit overwhelmed.Mozart?It means to praise my brother as a genius, how can I be ashamed, ashamed and ashamed!
In the midst of narcissism, Han Qiu's arm suddenly hurt, Su Lai pinched him hard, and stared at him.

Han Qiu felt a chill in his heart, and could only regretfully shrug his shoulders at the blond, hot, enthusiastic foreign MM.

Affected by the social atmosphere, the blonde MM is a typical character who is independent and feels that she is pursuing her own happiness. Now that she encounters a little difficulty, she will naturally not back down easily.She handed a business card to Han Qiu, and introduced herself in English that was slowed down, "My name is Ania, and I like you. If you want, you can contact me at any time..."

Look, the style of American MM is so straightforward, never twitchy!

Under Su Lai's very, very stern eyes, Han Qiu resentfully put the business card in his pocket, still muttering the name of this MM in his heart, feeling very meaningful: Ania?love you!

Ania smiled brightly at Han Qiu, and then slowly sank into the crowd. This small episode still failed to divert the leader of Kuchiki's attention. He insisted that Taya's performance was no better than Han Qiu's inferior.He firmly insisted that they definitely did not lose in this competition!The scene seemed a little out of hand.

"Mr. Han is indeed better than me." Taya stood out from the crowd, glanced at Han Qiu, stretched out his hand, and said to Han Qiu, "Please give me your advice!"

"Learn from each other, learn from each other." Han Qiu is a typical person who respects me one foot and I respect you ten feet. When others are polite to him, he is very polite. After shaking hands, I said in my heart: After all, I am an artist, and I don't see national boundaries lightly. Maybe only such Japanese deserve the respect of people from other countries.

Leader Deadwood and a group of students under him deserve a serious beating.

"Leader Kuchiki, you have to get ready, your knees are already a third of the way down."

Su Lai translated Han Qiu's words to Kuchiki, and Kuchiki flung his sleeves away angrily. Even Taya himself surrendered, how could he persist?It's really maddening!
Lost to the China pig?How will I explain it in the future?

"Leader Kuchiki, don't worry, in the next fight, I will beat him into a cripple." Matsushita clenched his fists and vowed.

The dead wood didn't turn back, and only said coldly: "Fighting? It's not your turn, you are not qualified!"

Matsushita was stunned on the spot: No, among these Japanese students, my fighting style is the best. If I am not qualified, then who is qualified?
Could it be that the leader of Kuchimu passed through the embassy again, where did he find someone?
After the Japanese left, Han Qiu became the protagonist of the party. Countless people surrounded him and clinked glasses constantly. The entire venue of the party was filled with the keywords of "China" and "magic sound".

The party was still going on, with melodious and brisk music playing and people dancing.The difference is that no one came to invite Su Lai to dance this time. They whispered in twos and threes: "No wonder she rejected us earlier, so her dance partner is so good!"

On the contrary, many foreign MMs took the initiative to invite Han Qiu to dance. Han Qiu was about to choose the good one and follow, when Su Lai pulled his arm.

Su Lai frowned slightly, and said to Han Qiu, "Come dance with the teacher!"

How to do?
(End of this chapter)