world number one pianist

Chapter 43 Repertoire Tracks
As time passed, the whole incident was constantly fermenting. More and more unrelated people became curious about this matter, and began to dig deeper into the content.

Although the organizing committee made many explanations and issued many, many statements, saying that all the judges of the Golden Piano Awards are particularly fair and just, it was only because He Shen's performance line was too outrageous that this incident happened occur.

After all, his performance of the latter work was really outrageous, much better than the previous work. No matter who it was, he would feel that he was too unorthodox.

It's a pity that most people don't know much about music, so these things are not accepted by everyone, and there are still some people who are desperately entangled with the organizing committee.

In order to ensure the harmony of the overall environment, the organizing committee also cleverly used the means of silence to prevent them from continuing to speak.

As things continue to ferment, all eyes are on the first round of the official competition of the Golden Piano Awards.

Today, the first round of the competition is officially launched, and all contestants need to fight with real guns head-on.

What's the point of saying so much on the Internet, let's fight head-on with real swords and guns!Let's see who plays better!
So starting from this competition, all contestants need to compete in the central concert hall, not a small concert hall like the previous preliminary competition.

This sounds good, but it also makes the requirements of the players themselves more stringent.

We must know that the larger the concert hall, the less control the players have over the music. They cannot guarantee that their voice can be accurately transmitted to everyone's ears. At this time, they need to use their own body strength and some special The technique makes the resonance of the piano reverberate throughout the space, so that everyone can hear the same tone and sound quality.

This is a great test of the player's basic skills. He originally played p, which is the soft instrument, but he played it too softly, so many people couldn't hear it, and it was over.

He Shen still got out of bed very early, finished his basic skills, bought a lollipop, and quickly walked towards Zhao Zitong's house.

When he was downstairs, before he called Zhao Zitong on the phone, Zhao Zitong was already standing downstairs waiting for him.

"Teacher, have you seen the latest public opinion? Many people think that you should not have this grade! You should be higher, maybe you will be No.1 in the preliminary round."

"Ah."

He Shen hummed lightly, and seeing that Zhao Zitong had come down, he led her towards the bus station.

Zhao Zitong followed He Shen while chattering behind his back.

"Hey, hey, what are you, um, um, shouldn't you feel excited? Feel excited? Oh, why are you so idle? What are you thinking in your head all day long? If you are in the preliminaries The ranking can be raised a little bit, maybe it will have a better effect on the future results."

"No need."

He Shen shook his head. He has always said that he doesn't care about such things. No matter how bad the early stage is, as long as he can get the first place at the end, there will be no problem.

Also, it doesn't matter how good you are at the front, it doesn't matter if you keep finishing first and you fail at the end.

Only victory is meaningful.

Looking at the expressionless He Shen, Zhao Zitong looked bored, gestured with his fist behind He Shen, then snorted coldly, turned his head and didn't want to talk to He Shen anymore.

He Shen seemed to be used to her awkwardness, so he didn't say much, but took her in the car and walked towards the Jiangzhou Grand Theater.

On the way to the Jiangzhou Grand Theatre, they saw that the whole city was boiling for this grand venue, and countless slogans were posted on the side of the road, saying cheers to the contestants who were about to participate in the competition!
"Hey, He Shen, tell me, is it so attractive for us to learn classical music? Why didn't I find so many people coming to cheer us on?"

Zhao Zitong looked at the dense crowd of passers-by outside the window and asked a little uncertainly, while He Shen also glanced out the window and slowly shook his head.

"Maybe fans."

"Hey? Fans? Whose fans are you talking about? I'm so envious. I really didn't know that people who study classical music can have so many fans."

"Lang Liangyue."

"Lang Liangyue? Oh, yes, he is the most representative pianist in China. It is normal to have so many fans, but today, he will be the judge?"

"perhaps."

He Shen shook his head, then stopped talking, closed his eyes and meditated, looked at the extremely dull He Shen, Zhao Zitong stopped talking, snorted again, lay down by the window, stared out of the window in a daze.

In this way, the two came to the Jiangzhou Grand Theater in silence.

Zhou San was already standing at the door waiting for them. When he saw the two of them get off the bus, he immediately waved his hands with great joy, trotted all the way to He Shen's side, patted him on the shoulder, and asked.

"How is it? Are you sure about today's game?"

"Ah."

"It's good if you're sure, it's good if you're sure, so what song are you going to play this round?"

"The Day of Turning Over, 2 minutes, Chopin's Ballade No. 7, 7 minutes, Chopin's Ballade No. [-], [-] minutes."

"Wait, wait, you..."

Wednesday almost staggered, he scratched his head, and said helplessly.

"Isn't your choice of music for this work too bad? Are you really planning to play this?"

"Ah."

"Is there too little time?"

"No, there are still two works that can last for 15 minutes."

"No, I didn't mean this..."

Wednesday sighed and explained.

"In this rematch, the most important thing for the judges to look at is Chinese works. Yours is a bit too short. Otherwise, is there any other more suitable work for you to change? And you took two king bombs at the beginning Would it be too cruel to blow up those people?"

"Wang Zha?"

"It's your Chopin. Your Chopin Ballade is so good. It's not good for you to take out two works and blow them up right away?"

He Shen didn't speak, but just looked at Wednesday inexplicably, not quite understanding why he said that.

Seeing He Shen in a daze, Zhou San also sighed, touched his pocket, took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to He Shen.

"Okay, okay, this is your entry form. You are the 15th appearance this morning. You can just write your work name on it and give it to the staff."

"I know you may not listen to me, but I still want to say, don't produce such a powerful work at the beginning, it can be a little longer, for example, you can first take a Chinese work Caiyun Chasing the Moon?"

"Everyone knows this thing, and the duration is long enough. After you ensure that you don't lose points at the beginning, then play your Chopin ballad. In that way, you may be more comfortable in the later stages of the game."

"After all, there are still semi-finals and finals to follow. There is no need to use all of your four ballads at once, so save them."

After finishing speaking, Zhou San looked at He Shen, waiting for his decision.

He Shen looked at Su San's incomparably sincere eyes, and nodded slightly: "Okay, but... I don't only have Chopin Ballades."

After all, He Shen took the paper in Zhou San's hand, got up and walked towards the interior of the Grand Theater.

Seeing that the two of them had finished their conversation, Zhao Zitong wanted to catch up and go in with He Shen, but Wednesday stopped him.

"Hey, my little ancestor, your teacher is going to the backstage of the contestants, why are you following? You stay here right now, follow me, and I will take you to a good place later."

"A fun place?" Zhao Zitong blinked.

Zhou San wanted to rub Zhao Zitong's head, but she dodged it immediately, scratched her head in embarrassment, and whispered.

"After all, as a member of the organizing committee, I still have the right to choose a location that is especially suitable for watching the game."

Come on, Zhou San dragged Zhao Zitong to another direction

(End of this chapter)