The world's number one pianist

Three days later, the results of the competition were announced. Reading

Forty-eight people, He Shen ranked forty-seventh with 33 points.

Barely entered the next round, which is the semi-final round.

He Shen learned the news from the text message sent by the organizing committee. There was no expression on his face, and he was very calm.

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It’s OK to enter the next round, and there is no need to pay too much attention to other things.

Just like money, it’s enough to use, there is no need to have too much.

However, this is just his idea, Zhao Zitong doesn’t think so at all. She kept refreshing the page early in the morning when He Shen hadn’t come yet, and kept refreshing the results.

It’s okay if you don’t look at it, but once you look at it, the whole popularity almost flies.

Forty-seventh? She, a cheap teacher, is only ranked forty-seventh?

Although I haven't recognized this teacher yet, my teacher is definitely not at the level of the 47th one.

"No! I must let others know how powerful my teacher is! My teacher is definitely not at the level of the 47th one!"

Zhao Zitong gritted her teeth, opened the private message, found Ding Yi who had chatted with her before, and sent him a message.

"Are you there? My teacher sent another video. Can you help me see how good my teacher is?"

"No, sister, can I call you sister? Your teacher is really awesome. Can you stop bothering me? I already know that your teacher is awesome. Don't bother me anymore. Go and bother others. I'm just an ordinary music student. I admit that my teacher is not as good as your teacher. Don't show off, okay?"

Less than three seconds after Zhao Zitong sent it, a long string of text came immediately.

Just one line of text fully reflects Ding Yi's pain.

If it was just a one-time look before, it would be fine. Since Zhao Zitong knew about He Shen's "mistake" from Ding Yi, she has been looking for Ding Yi to let him evaluate He Shen.

Once or twice would be fine, Ding Yi would go to his teacher with a frown.

But five times, ten times, twenty times.

Ding Yi's teacher looked at him very strangely, and even thought he was going to change teachers, and even talked to him.

Zhao Zitong saw Ding Yi saying this and immediately replied.

"Sorry, sorry, my fault, this time it's not about asking you to find my teacher, but asking you to compare!"

"Compare?" Ding Yi was stunned and replied hesitantly.

"Yes, compare, I have two recordings here, you come and compare, which of the two recordings is better, please, this is the last time."

"Do you promise, this is the last time?"

"I promise! It's definitely the last time!"

After that, Zhao Zitong immediately sent Ding Yi a link.

First of all, the first one is the recording of the first place in the Golden Piano Award. The work he chose is Liszt's etude "Mazeppa" and Beethoven's "Appassionata Sonata" third movement.

They are all relatively fast works that can fully reflect the finger function.

The second one was He Shen's work, but Zhao Zitong was very malicious and only captured the first half, which was He Shen playing the third movement of Beethoven's "Moonlight Sonata".

After sending it, before Ding Yi opened it, she immediately added a sentence.

"Oh, yes, after you finish watching it, you must tell me as soon as possible which one is better!"

"..."

Ding Yi's mouth twitched, and he just replied with a string of ellipsis, then sighed and opened the link Zhao Zitong gave him helplessly.

The link directly led to the video of the preliminary round of the Golden Piano Award. Ding Yi did not pay attention to this competition and did not know the specific results. He just glanced at the name of the performer casually.

Wuzhou Conservatory of Music, Yue Li?

Yue Li? Music theory? Wow, this name can tell that he studies music at a glance, interesting.

Seeing this name, Ding Yi suddenly laughed, and then directly opened the audio.

Ding!

An extremely strong sound came from his mobile phone, roaring in the whole room. Ding Yi immediately reached out and turned down the volume button to just over 20%, and his ears barely felt better.

"Fuck, this guy is something. The sound effects of his performance are so strong that the phone can resonate with it. I kind of want to listen to his live performance, but this year's Golden Piano Award seems to be held in Jiangzhou?"

Ding Yi suddenly thought of his wallet, and then gave up the idea of ​​going to the scene to watch the competition, and continued to listen to Yue Li's performance.

Yue Li's performance is a very pure Russian school, and the characteristics of the Russian school are heavy ink, large emotional range, rich colors, and amazing skills.

"In an era like now, when the three major schools of Russian, German, Austrian, and French schools are integrated with each other, it is really rare to hear such a refreshing Russian school, and it is really good to play."

Ding Yi shook his head, quickly finished listening to the two works, and looked at another link that Zhao Zitong handed him.

No need to guess, this person must be one of her teachers.

Ding Yi opened the link with certainty, and then an extremely familiar hand appeared in front of him.

During this period of time, Ding Yi almost vomited when he saw these hands, so he recognized them at the first time.

When...

The sound of the third movement of Beethoven's "Moonlight Sonata" also flowed out from the piano as soon as he clicked on the video.

"This..."

Ding Yi frowned slightly, the gap was too small, he couldn't find it at all.

These two works belong to two completely different factions.

One is the Russian school that focuses on heavy ink and heavy colors.

The other is the French school that focuses on lightness and elegance.

They are completely different styles, and they are not playing the same piece.

How can they be compared?

Any one of them plays very well and makes people feel very comfortable. There is no way to find a direction for comparison.

In desperation, he could only find his teacher's office again.

This time, he did not knock on the door as rashly as before, but hesitated for a long time, then pursed his lips, carefully stuck to the door, and knocked twice tentatively.

Dongdong...

"Huh, fortunately, no one answered, the teacher should not be here, I will go back and perfunctorily deal with that person."

Ding Yi breathed a sigh of relief, and just when he was about to turn around and leave the office, an extremely familiar voice sounded in his ears.

"Ding Yi? Why are you here? Are you going to ask me to watch another teacher's video again?"

Teacher Ding Yi suddenly appeared at the corner, and there was a person beside him, a very serious man.

The teacher seemed to see Ding Yi looking at the person next to him curiously, and immediately stepped aside and pointed at the extremely serious man and said.

"Oh, yes, I forgot to introduce you, this is the piano teacher of Zhongzhou Conservatory of Music. Don't you want to apply for Zhongzhou Conservatory of Music in the future? Just ask him to help you."

Before Ding Yi could speak, the extremely serious man frowned and said.

"Other teacher's video? Playing other teachers' videos in front of your own teacher, you are an interesting student, I want to see what this video looks like, okay?"