world number one pianist

Chapter 337 Nakamura Shiro!
Everyone in the audience looked at Nakamura Bai on the stage and suddenly froze, feeling a little overwhelmed for a while.

Why would someone say to the audience in the audience, let them watch and learn?This person...wouldn't be a problem, would he?
This seems to be the first such an arrogant performer, right?

A judge sat in the audience and heard Nakamura Bai's words, smiled, and asked the other judges here: "This contestant is interesting, and he asked us to watch and learn. Do you know him? Is that so?"

"I know him. This seems to be his habit. In the Dongying East High School Piano Competition before, he would tell the audience before every performance, listen carefully and study hard."

"Although it's a bit awkward, don't you think this is interesting? I like his personality very much!"

"..."

He Shen, who was sitting in the audience seat, raised his head slowly, looked at Nakamura Bai on the stage, and frowned slightly.

He always felt like this person was talking to him?

But... I shouldn't know him, right?

At this moment, Kohei Fantian, who was sitting next to He Shen, suddenly said, "It's interesting. I've heard of this Nakamura Bai long ago, but I didn't expect him to be so interesting? I just don't know if his level can support this meaning." gone."

"Huh?" He Shen frowned in confusion: "You don't know his strength?"

"I don't know? How do I know? The only time he showed up before was at the Dongying East High School Piano Competition. I didn't go to this high school student's competition. How do I know?"

A passer-by sitting next to the two of them was obviously a bit dismissive, looked at Nakamura and said bluntly: "Oh, I feel that he is just putting on airs, and he doesn't have any real talents in his stomach."

Ban Tian Gongping smiled: "If you don't listen, how do you know?"

Obviously, everyone around didn't have a particularly good impression of Nakamura Bai on the stage, thinking that he was too arrogant.

He Shen looked at the people around him, shook his head, and didn't pay attention to his speech, but relaxed his body, leaned on the cushion behind him, and stared seriously at Nakamura Bai on the stage.

He wanted to see what kind of strength this person had, to be able to say such words to so many people off the stage.

Sitting in the distance, Nakamura Shiro's girlfriend, Kuroba Mashiro also looked expectantly.

All eyes were on Nakamura Bai. Nakamura Bai didn't care about other people's eyes. He just put his hands on the piano gently and started to run gently.

da da da da da...

The chromatic scale goes up quickly, with chords in the left hand.

It was just the beginning, and the weird atmosphere was instantly rendered.

Weird, scary, scary...

Just as described in this piece of work!
At this moment, everyone's eyes suddenly went dark, and there were no pianos or lights in the middle of the stage.

Only a cluster of dark will-o'-the-wisps rose slowly in the air.

Numerous tombs were erected around it.

Will-o'-the-wisp, this is the will-o'-the-wisp.

Liszt's will-o'-the-wisps, the will-o'-the-wisps at the peak of technology and picture!
Endless weird, deep, dark.

Let everyone's heart can't help but tug at it.

He Shen's eyes brightened slightly, and he changed his body to a sitting position, looking at Nakamura Bai on the stage with great interest, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"interesting……"

Soda Kyohei nodded in the same way.

It's really interesting.

Nakamura Bai seemed to feel the approval of He Shen in the distance, and he slowly sank his aura to the feet of everyone in this area.

The fingers ran quickly, and Octave smashed down hard.

Two-finger rapid scale crawling, wrapped in one finger and five fingers.

One hand, three voices!
Each voice is responsible for the main theme.

Those who listened were horrified.

The judges off the stage were not affected by this, they cast their eyes past this layer of ghosts and saw Nakamura Bai's fingers.

The fingers are almost twisted, making people look extremely awkward and uncomfortable.

"This finger technique has reached perfection? This technique... is definitely not inferior to the previous Zhao Zitong!"

"The skills of the two people should be similar. If we just discuss the skills, there is not much difference between the two people, but now let's see if this Nakamura Bai can play his will-o'-the-wisps to the fullest!"

"Yeah, if he can play his will-o'-the-wisp in a completely different color, then he will kill this match!"

"Hiss, who arranged the match? These two people put together? Are you kidding me?"

"Yeah, Nakamura Bai and Zhao Zitong, how could they compete together? Is the competition organizing committee crazy?"

"This level of strength... at least, 95 points!"

"Let's see his interpretation now!"

Everyone put their eyes on Nakamura Bai. At this time, Nakamura Bai clearly felt everyone's expectations.

In the music he interpreted, he felt everyone's expectations for him.

Therefore, the smile on his face was even wider, but his eyes were even more gloomy!

It's not that he's thinking of any bad things, but...he makes himself closer to the state of playing!
He put all his heart and soul into the music he was about to play!

He wants to play out his own...

Ghost fire!

dang dang...

The emotions interpreted by Shiro Nakamura are slowly dissipating and drifting to the audience off the stage, making them listen to his music as if seeing the world he created!
Liszt, the world of will-o'-the-wisps!
Nakamura ran quickly on the keys with both hands, and various super skills popped out on the piano.

The surrounding emotions are also more mature, and everyone's eyes are no longer ordinary graveyards and will-o'-the-wisps.

But a whole ghost.

When everyone listened to this work, they couldn't help but feel chills behind their backs, and their goosebumps arose completely!

If you don't understand, look at the intention and be shocked by it.

Listen well, watch technology, and be shocked!

This is a flawless work, whether it is technical, expressive, or rendering.

Under Nakamura Bai's interpretation, there is no flaw in everything.

Evenness, independence and agency of the fingers, pronation of the thumb (scales, arpeggios), diphonic and polyphonic techniques!
Finger stretches, wrist technique, chord strumming!
Every technique has come to the forefront of all etudes, reaching an extremely difficult level.

This is no ordinary competition, this is a show of skill!

Show off your invincible technology!
Tell the world about your strength!

To all the top bigwigs, to those players who are standing at the top of the world stage, announce your arrival!
Nakamura Bai's fingers slammed down hard, and the chords boomed.

Every time it hits it, it seems to hit everyone's heart, which makes people shocked.

Will-o'-the-wisps!Almost flawless will-o'-the-wisps!

All the audience stared at Nakamura Bai, fists clenched.

Powerful, scary, perfect!

This is what Nakamura Shiro has shown, the image he wants for music.

This is, his own will-o'-the-wisp!
"Beautiful!" One of the judges patted the table lightly, his eyes filled with shock: "This timbre, this interpretation, is really amazing, and his control over the music has almost reached the peak I can imagine! and……"

"In his music, there is his own existence. This is the will-o'-the-wisp that he wants to express, not the will-o'-the-wisp taught by others!"

"Some details are not done well enough, and there are still a little loopholes, but I have to say..."

"He got the key to sprint to a higher level!"

The other judges looked at Nakamura Bai in front of them, and couldn't help showing a little bit of admiration: "It's true, what he's showing now, something that belongs to him alone, is very strong!"

"If you give me a score now, I think I can slightly surpass the third player!"

"Yeah, the third player has too little of himself and is a bit too dogmatic. The fourth player is really good. I am very interested in the image he shows!"

"..."

At this moment, in their fantasies about music, there was no one around, all the audience disappeared, and the entire concert hall became extremely dilapidated, only Nakamura Shiro was playing alone on the stage.

Countless terrifying fantasies appeared around everyone, as if they wanted to crazily bite their consciousness.

Fall, death, emptiness, horror.

All the words describing the end slowly appeared in their minds, trying to form an imprint with an unstoppable force, which was deeply engraved in the depths of his mind.

What's the point of living?It's better to fix it once and for all.

The sense of mourning that belongs exclusively to Dongpu makes those Dongpu people extremely satisfied.

It is obviously a work of Liszt, the kind of work that depicts the horror of ghost fire, but in the eyes of everyone, the core concept of this work is very different from what Liszt wants to express. .

What I want to express here should be... the kind of sitting alone under a dead tree, surrounded by graves, and haunted by ghosts.

The swordsman holds a knife and inserts it on the dry grave, bowing his head in thought.

This kind of lonely and sad feeling is incomparably in line with the aesthetics of the Dongpu judges for this piece of music.

It's fresh, it's the first time I've seen this kind of interpretation, and it's an interpretation that fits Dongying's characteristics.

Simply, perfect!

The judges outside of Dongying felt a little weird, but there was no problem with the musicality, technique, or personal style.

Although I don't like it, but the human strength is there, there is no point to find a loophole at all.

Therefore, the expectations of many judges for Shiro Nakamura have become extremely high, and they are looking forward to what kind of works he can interpret!
Countless spectators also gradually forgot Nakamura Bai's previous violation of them, staring fixedly at Nakamura Bai, wondering how he would play next!
boom!
Nakamura Bai's body is getting bigger and bigger, the chords in his hands suddenly sounded, and the work is getting more and more climax.

The weird feeling in the music is getting stronger and stronger!

The technology displayed in his hands is also the same, getting stronger and stronger!

In the eyes of everyone, the fingers seemed to have been completely twisted together, making it impossible to believe that this was actually a human hand!
He Shen in the auditorium looked at Nakamura Bai on the stage and squinted his eyes.

Then, get up and leave.

Kyohei Tantian was stunned for a moment, then got up involuntarily, walked quickly to He Shen's side, turned around to look at Shiro Nakamura on the stage, and said puzzledly: "Don't listen any more? Does he play well? And your students?"

"No, there is no need to continue listening. He has already won the first round of the competition. In the second round, we should be re-grouped by the organizing committee. We should not be able to meet him. We must wait until the finals before we can officially meet. "

He Shen shook his head and walked quickly outside the concert hall.

At this moment, Zhao Zitong was already sitting outside. She was squatting there alone, listening to Nakamura Bai on the stage outside the concert hall, feeling a little dazed.

She originally thought that Nakamura Bai's playing ability was not that far behind hers, so she didn't pay much attention to it.

But now it seems that there is a lot less self-existence in her music, and the charm in it is much less.

Even the works played by He Shen, all of them have the feeling of Chopin, and they also have He Shen's unique characteristics and unique charm.

That's the kind, Chopin's feeling!
This feeling is the reason why countless listeners like He Shen.

Zhao Zitong, she didn't feel this way, she played...

In the words of Nakamura Bai, she played very student.

Therefore, she looked at herself, feeling a little lost.

She realized this when she heard Nakamura Shiro's voice in the background.

I might be defeated by Nakamura Bai...

As a student of the world's top pianist He Shen, I was defeated by an unknown player who was only a little famous in Japan!
She felt mentally blocked.

This should be regarded as her first time to participate in the competition, but she did not expect to be defeated the first time she participated in the competition.

She couldn't help but have some doubts about her own position.

Can I really let myself not fall into such a deep reputation?

she does not know……

But now it seems that it is difficult...

Zhao Zitong gritted his teeth, feeling extremely depressed.

At this moment, I felt a warmth coming from my head.

She raised her head, and He Shen was standing beside her, with her hands on her head, and said slowly, "Sorry..."

"Huh?" Zhao Zitong was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't expect He Shen to be sorry.

He Shen looked at the concert hall in front of him, squinted his eyes, and said slowly, "I didn't expect such a contestant to appear in the first round of this competition!"

"So, I didn't ask you to increase your sense of urgency, I just asked you to play with a normal heart."

"Because in my opinion, it's normal for you to enter the final, and even if you enter the final, you may not necessarily encounter this kind of opponent."

"I originally thought that when you enter Chopin and Van Cliburn, and see that your strength ranks in the middle or the bottom of everyone, I will teach you."

"Now it seems that it is going to be ahead of schedule."

Fantian Gongping saw that He Shen was instructing Zhao Zitong, without any hesitation, he quickly hid aside, discussed with the staff, and returned to the concert hall.

Therefore, there were only He Shen and Zhao Zitong outside the concert hall.

They listened carefully to Nakamura Bai's performance on the stage without any emotion.

After hearing the last three chords of Nakamura Bai, and even more enthusiastic applause than Zhao Zitong's before, He Shen let out a long sigh of relief and removed his hands from Zhao Zitong's head.

"Let's go, you go back to practice first, I will wait for Ji Mengting, she is not well prepared, she should come out soon, I will teach you some other things later."

"Oh……"

Zhao Zitong got up obediently, ready to go back.

Then, at the door, she hesitated for a moment, turned her head to look at He Shen, and said.

"How deep!"

"Ok?"

"you……"

Zhao Zitong swallowed a mouthful of saliva, took a deep breath, and shouted loudly: "Don't touch the girl's hair! You messed up my hairstyle! Even if you taught me so much piano Do you hear that! Don’t look at those cartoons that touch their heads to kill, they are all fake! Girls don’t like other people touching their heads!”

After all, without waiting for He Shen's reaction, he quickly ran out of the concert hall with his head in his hands.

He Shen looked at her leaving back and was taken aback for a moment.

At this moment, the backstage door of the contestants opened, Nakamura Bai walked through it, looked at He Shen who was standing at the entrance of the concert hall, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but his eyes were full of longing.

He was looking forward to becoming such an ordinary person himself!
(End of this chapter)