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He Shen looked at the judge who was cheering in confusion. Read

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This is just the first piece, and it is not his best piece, why is he cheering?

What is there to cheer about? Are these judges so ignorant?

He Shen felt that these judges were weird, shook his head helplessly, and licked the lollipop in his mouth with his tongue.

There was still half of the lollipop left, enough to support him to finish the last piece.

The last piece, Chopin's Second Piano Ballade.

He Shen raised his hands and slowly placed them on the piano, with his back slightly arched, as if he was crawling on the piano.

From his feet, to his body, and then to his hands, He Shen refined his body into a line, allowing his strength to flow through, waiting for the emotions to brew.

Just like this, the people around him who were originally a little noisy immediately closed their mouths and looked at He Shen on the stage carefully.

At this moment, Zhao Zitong couldn't help but lean forward and stare at He Shen on the stage with curiosity.

The work that his teacher asked him to listen to carefully before should be this one, right? After all, they are all Chopin's ballades.

Although I have heard it in that recording studio, it is the first time to hear it live like this.

Zhao Zitong looked at He Shen and suddenly thought of this. She couldn't help but squeeze her little hand hard to make her focus more, and tried to stare at He Shen on the stage, waiting for his performance.

In the concert hall, all the sounds were gradually disappearing, and only the breathing of the crowd was left. He Shen's hand moved.

Chopin's Second Piano Ballade in F major, Chopin Ballade 2 in F major, op38!

Andante ino, sotto voce, try to lower the sound.

The information about this work flashed through He Shen's brain in an instant, and the next second, it appeared on his hand.

Ding, ding, ding...

Chopin's Second Ballade, at this moment, sounded instantly!

He Shen raised his right hand slightly, then put it down, and his fingers played the same note continuously, like water waves, rippling in everyone's hearts.

Middle C, flowing out from the piano incomparably peaceful, but possessing endless power, breaking everyone's defenses.

"Oh my god, what the hell, is this?"

"Wait, wait, what is this?"

"Oh my god..."

"Listen, this note!"

...

It was just the beginning, and everyone was shocked. The control of this note, this control, was too perfect!

It was so perfect that they couldn't imagine that this note was so perfect.

It played directly into their hearts!

The theme at the beginning was extremely sweet, just like the moonlight shining on the lake, making people feel quiet from the heart.

Quiet, like a pastoral song, simple, innocent and unhurried.

Most people have heard this piece, but they all forgot what happened afterwards.

Everyone was completely wrapped in the romantic trap created by He Shen at this moment.

Everything was so beautiful, everyone was smiling at the new life, looking forward to a better future.

However, just when they were completely trapped in the peace, the melody suddenly changed!

The panicked second main melody suddenly appeared and slammed in front of everyone.

Foreigners, outsiders, suddenly appeared, flashed their swords to everyone, wanting to devour their homes, wanting to strip them of everything they had!

Uneasy, difficult to breathe, everyone's eyes suddenly condensed, they felt fear.

The most tragic thing in the world is to break the beauty in front of you.

The previous beauty was completely destroyed by He Shen at this moment, and the endless discordant sounds attacked everyone wildly!

Unable to resist, they sent out all their resistance, but there was no way to stop those people at all.

The swords were about to chop at their heads.

He Shen's hand slowed down slightly, time seemed to be paused, and those extremely swift swords also stopped.

A voice like prayer sounded, and the phrases slowed down again.

"God, I pray, I am willing to exchange the lives of all the people in the city for a flood, destroy everything, and let those who invaded my hometown all die here!"

"Yes!"

The miracle has not yet appeared, everything has returned to the previous state, and the swords have been cut on those people who are powerless to resist!

The theme is being madly tightened at this moment, the uneasy mood is growing like weeds, and despair is coming like a hurricane.

When everything is about to be eroded by this despair, He Shen's hand suddenly paused, and made a particularly exaggerated treatment, which suddenly pulled everyone's heart.

Then, an extremely strong dissonant interval appeared.

The miracle appeared again, the flood fell, submerged the entire city, and all the sins were buried.

Everything, everything, disappeared.

The elegy of silence and sorrow is coming to an end.

He Shen slowly exhaled, and after the last note ended, he slowly lifted his hand from the piano.

Everyone present was shocked, and they really felt what a narrative song is.

They seemed to really feel a story in the ballad just now, a very, very painful story.

He Shen stood up, bowed slightly to everyone, and then walked to the audience.

When he left the stage, he spit out the stick of the lollipop in his mouth and threw it into the trash can beside him.

Just then, after he finished playing, the lollipop in his mouth melted completely.

The people in the concert hall had not yet woken up from the shock before. After a long time, when the announcer was about to call the next person to come on stage, they reacted and shouted suddenly.

"Bravo!"

"Bravo!"

"Bravo!"

...

Everyone clapped hard. They couldn't imagine that Chopin's ballad could be played like this, and it could be played so well!

Such a work actually came out in the preliminary audition stage!

How lucky are they to be able to see such a performance!

Zhao Zitong looked at the empty stage with shining eyes, listening to the cheers coming from her ears, and suddenly a trace of excitement came from deep in her heart.

If I can also accept the praise of so many people on this stage, how great it would be.

In that case, will my father look at me seriously?

Will my cheap teacher also be proud of me?

This thought did not exist for a few seconds, she shook her head violently, shook off the last thought, and gritted her teeth violently.

"If that cheap teacher refuses to speak more kindly, even if I die, I will not call him teacher even if I jump from outside!"