The world's number one pianist

The sound of the band was designed in advance when He Shen was pulling them to analyze it.

Everything was for one thing.

That is, for the feelings of Chopin in He Shen's heart!

For those, the particularly pure feelings of Chopin in He Shen's heart.

Therefore, when the sound of the violin sounded, He Shen immediately let go of the suppression of his own emotions that had been suppressed for a long time in his heart.

This suppressed emotion did not erupt immediately, but slowly emerged.

And, as the music surged, it gradually became stronger and stronger.

The strings of the violin vibrated extremely hard in the air, blasting the notes to every inch of the concert hall.

The bassoon, or those bassoons, the players slowly exhaled the breath from their mouths, allowing the breath to resonate wildly in the tube.

French horn, flute, recorder, clarinet, oboe...

Countless instruments resonated again!

Buzz...

Buzz...

Buzz...

A sound completely different from all the previous performers slowly emerged from the band.

All these changes were requested by He Shen himself when he played with the band.

Deng Songshan's eyes lit up slightly, and he felt the difference.

This prelude was completely different from the prelude he imagined.

Before the competition, he thought that He Shen might not make any changes to the music as before, but just copied Chopin's ideas about music.

But obviously, no!

He Shen did a lot of things in the music.

He not only put his hands on the part he should play, he even put his hands on that part of the band.

He told the band very clearly what kind of music he needed!

What kind of emotion he needed the band to give He Shen.

Therefore, when the band played, this feeling that belonged to He Shen instantly entangled in front of Deng Songshan.

He listened to the music in front of him, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

Sure enough, He Shen is not that old. He is just like the traditional Chinese test-takers who only know how to copy music and copy everything from Chopin.

If I could give He Shen a score now, I would definitely give him a score based on individuality!

Unfortunately...

He Shen didn't pay any attention to the movements of Deng Songshan who was sitting next to him.

His eyes were always on the piano in front of him, but his eyes were not fixed on the piano.

He focused his attention on his ears, feeling the flow of music in the band.

He was looking for the gap left for him when the music flowed.

Then...

The sound of the music gradually faded, and He Shen's eyes suddenly lit up.

The emotions in his heart for Chopin's First Piano Concerto had been accumulated to the peak by the band.

At the moment when he should enter, He Shen did not hesitate at all.

Not a bit faster, not a bit full, he just raised his hand and pressed it hard.

Bang, bang, bang, bang...

Hua...

Hua...

Hua...

The moment the piano sounded, the moment the band made way, it appeared in front of everyone like an emperor.

Solemn, solemn!

Everyone's eyes were immediately attracted by the piano.

No, not just by the piano.

And...

The emotion in the piano!

That very, very strong emotion!

Everyone's eyes lit up, they felt a little bit now!

That was Chopin...

He Shen's performance now was almost like Chopin.

Very perfect!

But...

Everyone couldn't help but reveal a trace of doubt as they listened.

Why did such a perfect work inexplicably feel like it was a little bit worse?

Just a little bit worse, the music could really reach perfection!

But where was this little bit?

The smile on Deng Songshan's mouth had disappeared, not because he felt that He Shen had returned to his previous conservative performance.

But because...

He found that He Shen's performance was actually trying to reach the perfect level!

Without any hesitation, he looked directly at Argerich who was sitting on the side, his eyes full of uncertainty.

"You, did you hear it?"

"What did you hear?" Argerich smiled lightly, picked up the coffee in front of him, took a sip, and asked back.

Deng Songshan didn't care about Argerich's posture at all, his mind was full of uncertainty now.

He looked at He Shen, who was trying to make the music gradually develop better, and his whole brain began to be a little confused.

"Did you hear He Shen's interpretation just now?"

"Music, the music he played!"

"He has a sign that he may play a perfect work!"

"This sign, this sign!"

Deng Songshan didn't know what to say at this moment.

No matter what, he can be regarded as an old judge of the Chopin International Piano Competition. Everything he has is for the better and better development of the Chopin International Piano Competition!

Therefore, when he saw He Shen's performance, which was gradually moving towards perfection, he became excited.

The Chopin International Piano Competition has been held for so long. How many people can play perfect works at the competition?

Maybe... none!

All the contestants are children, and they are not very old.

Therefore, it is almost impossible for these contestants to play perfect works when they play!

Without any life experience or other things, how can these people play a perfect live performance?

Which pianist present can play a perfect interpretation? Isn't it only when he is in his thirties or forties that he has a certain chance to touch the edge of perfection?

But now...

Why did a child who is so young to him, who is only in his twenties, show signs of perfection?

He is not sure, he doesn't even dare to imagine it.

This matter is so bizarre that he can't say anything.

Fortunately, He Shen has not officially entered the perfect performance.

There is still one last line away from that performance!

A line that can only be touched by fate and the perception of music!

Deng Songshan is not sure whether He Shen can touch it.

At this moment, He Shen sat on the piano, his fingers moving quickly without any pause.

The music, like a flood, rushed towards everyone.

In this concert hall, except for the top judges, no one else had other ideas at this time.

Their current idea was...

It was so beautiful!

This beauty was not as sweet as Kobayashi Aimi's before.

This beauty was the beauty of nature's uncanny craftsmanship.

It was the kind that you could feel the existence of beauty as long as you saw a little bit.

Unfortunately, the more He Shen played, the tighter his brows frowned.

His current level was far from exceeding Lv10, and he didn't know how many levels it was.

It could even be said that if the works he was interpreting were converted according to the previous ratio, he had probably reached the level of Lv11!

It was definitely not the level of Lv10!

This was why he played so well.

But why did he always feel that he was still a little bit away from that line?

Obviously, everything about Chopin has been mastered by him, and this piece of his own also has the strength to impact Chopin's first piano concerto, perfect level.

But why?

Why can't it be achieved?

He Shen controlled his hands so that his emotions would not affect the music.

But the doubts in his heart became more and more intense.

What exactly is missing from himself?

Sitting in the distance, Argerich listened to He Shen's performance, and his originally extremely calm face suddenly changed a little.

He Shen's emotions began to have loopholes!

Although for He Shen, there is no problem in winning this game.

Even receiving the agency contract invitations from those top companies is no problem.

But...

In He Shen's current state, it is very likely that he will not be able to play a perfect live performance!

His heart began to be a little confused!

"Or... too anxious?"

Argerich looked at He Shen and couldn't help muttering.

For a performer, whether he can play a piece that satisfies him is more important than those other things.

Argerich could even refuse invitations from top classical music companies. As long as she could play a new perfect work, she could directly give the copyright of the recording to the company.

Then...

What about He Shen?

Can He Shen resist the fact that he was too suppressed and began to lose control of his emotions?

Some powerful people also noticed this. They gradually leaned forward from their supine bodies and locked their eyes on He Shen in front of them.

They were looking forward to and waiting for He Shen's interpretation.

Let's see if He Shen can reach the level that all pianists hope to interpret.

The most perfect piano work!

A god-level music scene!

The music flowed quickly, and He Shen's eyes flickered more and more.

Everyone's heart was raised higher and higher.

At this moment...

Just when everyone's heart was raised to the highest, He Shen's heart suddenly fell.

He looked at everything in front of him, and time seemed to be suspended. He couldn't help but sigh softly.

His obsession with perfection was really too serious...

Am I really still playing music at this moment?

"Music makes people feel beautiful. Everything that music brings, whether it is harmonious sound, or disharmonious sound, or even extremely disharmonious sound, should be played by the performer to make the music appear harmonious and..."

"More beautiful!"

"So..."

"You should not play for perfection, but... for all the good!"

He Shen closed his eyes.

Give up his obsession with perfection.

The obsession with music was eliminated, and the pursuit of beauty in Chopin's music immediately surged into He Shen's heart.

At this moment, He Shen had given up any control over himself.

Even if he couldn't control his body, his body's instinctive reaction could play Chopin's First Piano Concerto.

He had controlled too much before, and what he thought he would get, he might as well give up now.

Let Chopin's feeling run through himself!

Let Chopin's feeling control his interpretation of music.

After all...

This is Chopin's First Piano Concerto!

He Shen's eyes suddenly opened.

All his thoughts about music in his heart completely dissipated.

All that remained was everything he had before, his understanding of Chopin.

At this moment, he forgot where he was now, what he needed to do, and the provocations of other performers.

Now, he only had Chopin!

He...

was Chopin!

Boom!!!

He Shen's mouth corners couldn't help but lift up, his fingers raised, stayed in the air, and pressed down suddenly.

That emotion that was unique to Chopin's First Piano Concerto, that love for the country, and confidence in culture.

It instantly filled everyone's heart.

Whether it was the performers sitting backstage preparing to watch He Shen's performance.

Or the other contestants hiding aside, watching He Shen's performance, wanting to see if they had a chance to win.

Or...

The judges sitting in the back!

All the judges were dumbfounded.

He Shen's previous interpretation was very good, and he could even be considered the strongest Chopin Piano Competition performer they had ever seen!

But now, it was completely different!

Now He Shen brought his band and showed them a sense of music that was not only the strongest among the performers of the Chopin International Piano Competition.

He Shen had broken that line, and his performance was absolutely perfect!

He could even compete for the strongest Chopin performer they had ever seen!

The feeling of music was extremely strong.

It was so strong that they were unable to breathe because of the extremely strong music around them.

They felt that they were even close to suffocation.

He Shen's performance was not as cold as he was, not caring about anything.

On the contrary, his music is full of emotions, full of extremely passionate emotions, and love for everything.

This is He Shen!

This is Chopin!

This should be the real Chopin First Piano Concerto!

All the judges covered their mouths tightly, trying their best not to scream.

They looked at He Shen and even began to doubt themselves.

Have they really learned piano?

The group of orchestra members sitting next to He Shen, and Andre as the conductor, were also driven by He Shen's performance.

Before this, at the beginning, when they heard He Shen come out, their hearts sank.

He Shen played very well, and it can definitely be regarded as a top-level live performance.

However, this is not a perfect live performance.

It is not even a god-level live performance!

This live performance can probably be produced by any master who plays very seriously.

Therefore, their emotions couldn't help but become low, and they began to think that they spent so much time rehearsing this thing, is it really useful?

If it weren't for Andre's control, their emotions could almost affect He Shen who was sitting next to them.

Just when they doubted He Shen and thought that He Shen's performance was average, He Shen's music suddenly changed.

It was like breaking through a layer of membrane, a line...

They suddenly felt something was wrong!

The gap between He Shen and them disappeared at some point!

Their emotions were connected to He Shen at all times.

The lines in the music that might have been slightly free also went towards He Shen's piano without missing a single one.

When everything came together, it suddenly stimulated.

All the audience who were not immersed in the music could not help but put their attention into it.

Everyone's emotions were under He Shen's control.

Everyone could clearly feel He Shen's interpretation of the music.

Their emotions fluctuated with the emotions of the music.

Then, together they created this...

Perfect, Chopin's First Piano Concerto!

The first movement ended slowly, and the second movement began immediately without giving anyone a moment to rest.

Before, it might have completely blown people's enthusiasm.

But now, it makes everyone's emotions gather together in an instant.

It becomes extremely thick.

It is so soft that it makes people suffocate!

Not only the second movement, but also the three movements that follow are more perfect!

It is a pity that this piece of work has not been perfect from the beginning.

But this piece of work can definitely be regarded as a performance that will go down in history.

At the Chopin International Piano Competition, the contestants slowly stepped from the master level to the perfect level of performance.

As He Shen's fingers fell, the perfect music slowly stopped.

The concert hall was still extremely silent.

No one dared to speak at this time, for fear of disturbing the last dissipation of emotions.

Most of the audience were still immersed in He Shen's performance and couldn't extricate themselves.

The other contestants looked at He Shen with extremely complicated expressions.

The moment He Shen successfully entered the perfect level, they felt something very clearly!

That is...

They have failed, and they no longer have any chance to play a piece that surpasses He Shen.

He Shen's perfect performance can almost be called a god-level live performance, which makes their brains numb.

Is there really such a young person who can play such a piece?

Is there really someone who can make a temporary breakthrough at the finals and become a member of the top pianist club?

What's the point of playing this?

Go home and sleep early.

EVA, who was standing behind the stage, ready to go on stage after He Shen finished playing, had a completely frozen face.

Before He Shen played, she had not had a direct confrontation with He Shen, and had no idea of ​​the pressure He Shen put on others.

Therefore, when she felt that her performance could definitely rank among the top few, she didn't care much about He Shen.

Even if her teacher hit her head to remind her, she didn't care.

Now...

She looked at the closed door of the concert hall in front of her. This door was like the door of hell to her. She wanted to escape immediately and never perform on Chopin's stage again.

Unfortunately, as a professional pianist, her professional ethics made her stand in front of the backstage door, waiting to die.

She looked at the closed door in front of her and the staff around her who all looked towards the stage, and couldn't help but sigh.

Maybe, this is He Shen?

Rao Hao was extremely excited. He felt that China might get a new first place again!

Liu Yu's face was as calm as water. Looking at He Shen, he couldn't help but sigh.

He always wanted to have a head-on collision with He Shen and feel the pressure from He Shen, or the pressure from He Shen to him.

Unfortunately, he has never had a head-on collision with He Shen until now, even if they are the first and the second, they have never met.

It's really a pity.

Fan Tian Kyohei still had that smile, and no one knew what he was thinking.

But if he looked over, he could clearly feel that the smile on his face seemed a little stiff.

Most of the other contestants around were like this.

Deng Songshan looked at He Shen who had not stood up on the stage, rubbed his head and turned to leave.

"Are you ready to leave? Why don't we go together..."

Argerich also stood up, rubbed her wrist gently, and walked out of the concert hall in an extremely artistic way.

For her, there was no need to listen to the performance of the next contestant.

Even if she listened, she would not give that contestant a very high score.

And now they have finished listening to an almost perfect Chopin First Piano Concerto, and the whole person feels full as if they had eaten a big meal.

No matter how good the people behind are, they are just like the staple food after the meal, and they will not make people want to continue eating.

He Shen didn't know that some people left the stage, some people trembled under the stage, and some people looked at him with regret.

All he thought about now was emptiness.

During the performance, he felt that he was Chopin at the time, and everything he played was exactly what Chopin should play.

He led the band to interpret a very perfect Chopin First Piano Concerto.

Unfortunately, now that the music is over, the feeling of Chopin has disappeared.

Seeing the highest scenery, but suddenly falling into the valley, this feeling really makes people want to smash everything.

It's like witnessing a four-dimensional space, but being pushed back to three dimensions.

I just don't know when I can encounter such a scene next time...

After all, the right time, right place, and right people, all kinds of conditions are indispensable!

He Shen raised his head slightly and looked at the conductor who was smiling at him, and the band members who were full of encouragement.

The surroundings were extremely quiet, and everyone was waiting for him to stand up.

He Shen looked at everything around him, couldn't help but smile lightly, stood up from the piano stool, walked to the front of the stage, and bowed slightly to everyone.

Boom!

Incredibly warm applause rang out instantly.

Countless people shouted at He Shen loudly, trying their best to vent their inner excitement.

Hear the excitement when He Shen played!

"Bravo!"

"Bravo!"

"Bravo!"

The whole concert hall was extremely warm.

The orchestra behind He Shen also stood up and applauded He Shen vigorously.

Everyone forgot that this was still the scene of the Chopin International Piano Competition.

It was not He Shen's concert!

He Shen looked at the people around him, the extremely excited audience, bowed to the crowd on three sides, reached out to pick up the hand towel on the piano, stood up and left.

The applause did not stop, and He Shen walked off the stage.

At this time...

For He Shen, the Chopin International Piano Competition has ended.

No, for other contestants, the biggest difficulty has just appeared!

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