Chapter 1872 God of Piano

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Solo!

This is a very amazing thing on a stage like the Golden Hall.

If the orchestra plays together, and one person has a little flaw, it can be covered up.

Then the ensemble can cover up the flaw.

But if it is a solo, because there is only one person performing, the audience's attention is on you, and others will infinitely magnify any mistakes.

What's more, in a place like the Golden Hall, all the people below are the best of the music festival, and each of them is a nitpicker.

So those who can solo here are definitely the top in the music industry.

But the masked man just now, although he is very good at playing the flute, he looks like he is only in his early twenties. How could he complete a solo in such a big occasion?

After the female host finished speaking, the staff actually brought up a grand piano.

This moved the people in the audience.

Piano solo?

Could it be that this young man is good at Western instruments in addition to oriental instruments, and he is going to play a piano in such an occasion?

You should know that only two world-class pianists have solo performances in the entire concert tonight.

And they were arranged at the beginning and end of the concert respectively. They are all over fifty years old and well-known.

The two pianists who were enjoying the performance in the audience happened to sit together.

"Strange, didn't the organizer say that there would be only two of us piano solos tonight?" One of the black pianists said puzzledly. He was the pianist who performed on stage before.

"And he is an Oriental in his early twenties?" A white pianist next to him frowned slightly.

In his opinion, the organizer's behavior was simply an insult to the Golden September Concert.

How could a young man in his early twenties complete a gorgeous piano performance.

"Is Mr. Ye going to perform a piano solo on the stage?" In the rest area of ​​the performers in the audience, Pan Cui was more surprised than before.

"Chang Xiao is easy to say, but he actually chose the piano?" An old man next to him frowned and was a little worried.

Although they think Chinese musical instruments are good, everyone knows very well that the piano is the king of musical instruments in the international scope.

It takes a long time to accumulate experience to perform a perfect piano piece.

The audience was talking about this sudden arrangement. What was going on?

At this time, Ye Hao, who was wearing a black Tang suit with a golden dragon pattern, came out with a mask covering the upper half of his face.

He bowed slightly to the audience, then walked to the piano, sat down, took out the jade flute he had used before and placed it on the piano board.

Ye Hao raised his hands, and his fingers slowly fell on the black and white keys.

Dong

The sound of the piano came out, long and long, with a melancholy and blurred taste.

As soon as the sound started, the audience closed their mouths, with unbelievable eyes.

"How could it be... He is an oriental, how could it be..." The white pianist stood up suddenly, with shock in his eyes.

Although it was only a short opening, they were experts, and their ability could be known at a glance.

The melody and rhythm were mastered very well.

And most importantly, they had never heard this song before, which shows that it was? This was the original song of this young man.

"Mr. Patrick, please put away your discrimination. Your current behavior is an insult to a great musician. When others are playing, you should listen carefully!"

The black pianist on the side frowned and scolded the other party in the lowest voice possible.

The audience around him also cast angry eyes because he suddenly stood up.

The white pianist sat down immediately, but the beautiful melody made him feel uneasy. He felt that every note was hitting him in the face.

He seemed to see a noble woman in a black and white dress sitting on the piano, and her arrogant eyes swept across all living beings.

That is the goddess, the goddess who looks down on everything.

Noble, looking down, lonely, powerful.

There are too many emotions in the melody.

Ye Hao looked at his hands with some surprise. Others might think that Ye Hao was playing this song at this time, but in fact, Xingqiong controlled his hands to jump on the black and white keys after asking him.

I didn't expect Xingqiong to play an instrument, and there were such strong emotional fluctuations in it.

Or maybe this is her inner fluctuation.

At this time, the playing of both hands became a solo of the left hand, and the plain music seemed even more gorgeous.

Many listeners seemed to see a goddess staying there lonely in the gorgeous starry sky.

Ye Hao's heart moved, he raised his right hand and picked up the jade flute on the piano stand.

Although it was a little difficult to play the flute with one hand, it was not a difficult task for Ye Hao.

Soon, the sound of the flute appeared, and it seemed that a handsome man came in the sound of the flute, and his appearance made the goddess' breath more joyful.

At this moment, everyone felt that the piano and the jade flute were like a queen and a king.

End of the song

Everyone didn't come back to their senses for a long time, and was still immersed in the melody of the music.

It was not until more than ten seconds later that the staff urged the host to go on stage and carry out the next process, which brought everyone back here.

But no one paid attention to what the host was saying. They were all talking about the song just now and the performer who had disappeared on the stage.

"How is it? Mr. Patrick, now you can use your little head to evaluate the performance of this piano master." The black pianist looked at the white pianist sitting next to him jokingly.

Patrick took a long breath: "Perfect, perfect performance. If we are the world's top pianists today, then this respected gentleman is the god of piano, and he also perfectly combines the instrument called Yuxiao with it.

Two melodies with different emotions, played at the same time, and there is no sense of disobedience.

It's too perfect. I probably won't be able to do this in my life. I feel deeply regretful for my previous rudeness. If I have the opportunity to meet this gentleman, I will apologize to him in person."

The black pianist smiled slightly and said nothing more.

Dongdong

At this time, the sound of the piano sounded again, and the audience looked at the stage. Because everyone ignored what the host said just now, they didn't care at all that an orchestra had already come on stage to perform.

Seeing that they were also Chinese, everyone showed their expectations.

But they were soon disappointed. The instrument they played was Western music, and the player's skills were not very bad, but they were not much better.

It would be fine for ordinary performances.

But here, in a simple word: not qualified.

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