The world's number one pianist

"Is this... okay?"

Ding Yi obviously hesitated for a moment. He looked at his teacher and then at the piano teacher of Zhongzhou Conservatory of Music, a little unsure.

Soon, his teacher nodded and said indifferently.

"It's okay. You can show him the video. I'll watch it with you to see what level the teacher who has been thinking about you and always looking for me to ask about his situation is at."

"Uh..."

Ding Yi wiped the non-existent sweat on his forehead, feeling a little empty in his heart, and whispered.

"Well, this time it's a comparison. I hope you can help me compare the difference between one person and the previous teacher."

"Oh? Are you tired of that teacher again and want to change a new teacher?"

"No, teacher, I..."

Ding Yi opened his mouth and felt that his image had completely collapsed in front of the teacher. He couldn't help but sighed. He was too lazy to say anything, but handed his mobile phone over and placed it in front of the two teachers.

"Hmm? The video of the Golden Piano Award?"

The teacher from Zhongzhou Conservatory of Music took the phone and was stunned when he saw the title on it.

"Bring the video of the Golden Piano Award here, and compare it with whom?"

"Compare it with another performer who won the Golden Piano Award."

Ding Yi muttered, and moved to the side of the two teachers, adjusted the video screen back, and adjusted He Shen's video, and showed it to the two teachers.

"Yes, teachers, look, one is the first place in the preliminary round of the Golden Piano Award, and the other is the 47th place in the Golden Piano Award. An online friend I met before asked me to pick out the difference between them, but I am not good enough to pick it out."

"The first place and the 47th place, although the gap is not particularly large, it should be very clear to hear it, right?"

His teacher blinked, feeling a little puzzled, not knowing why the "online" would ask for this.

However, since that person asked, he naturally returned the phone to Ding Yi, confidently.

"Well, you just play the audio of the video and let us listen to it. I can tell you the difference between the two just by listening to it. You can play it as you like!"

"Ah? Oh..."

Ding Yi glanced at the two teachers, pouted, and didn't dare to refute. He reached out and clicked on the third movement of Beethoven's "Moonlight Sonata" played by He Shen.

The sound of the piano came from the worn-out mobile phone. The two teachers listened very seriously, and the serious expressions on their faces gradually relaxed.

After the whole work was played, the teacher from Zhongzhou Conservatory of Music suddenly spoke.

"Yes, the Golden Piano Award has been getting better and better recently. It's really a surprise to hear such a good work in the preliminary round."

"That's right. This one should be played by the first place winner. You can listen to his timbre control, which is almost perfect!"

"Yes, the performer's overall interpretation is great, but there are still two or three logical problems in his sentences. Of course, these are not big problems. It should be the nervousness during the competition."

"I'm really old. I haven't listened to the works of the Golden Piano Award for a long time. I haven't listened to them in the past few years. The new generation of performers has improved so fast."

...

The two sang in unison and directly regarded He Shen's third movement of Beethoven's "Moonlight Sonata" as the first place.

Seeing the two people so sure, Ding Yi didn't dare to say anything. After the two teachers finished speaking, he carefully clicked on the second video.

This one is the work played by Yue Li, the first place winner of the Golden Piano Award preliminary round.

The third movement of Beethoven's sonata "Appassionata".

The piano sounded, rushing towards the two teachers in an extremely intense melody.

The two teachers were stunned for a moment, and there was a trace of hesitation in their eyes. When the last note ended, they hesitated.

"Um, this, should it be the 47th one?"

"Probably, but the gap between the first and the 47th is so small."

"Yes, yes, you are right, especially their interpretations, everyone's interpretation is very authentic, and they all have the style of Wuzhou. I feel that both of them should be from Wuzhou Conservatory of Music."

"Well, I agree with you. The 47th one also has a little problem. Similarly, his problem is not big and can be easily solved. It should be due to the nervousness on the stage?"

"It's hard to compare..."

"Are we analyzing the difference between these two people?" Distance, right? Let me think about it, because the gap between these two people is really small, so I guess that the first contestant's victory should be due to his timbre, which is more beautiful than the 47th, that is, the one behind. "

"Yes, the first place's timbre is very Beethoven, and it feels like Beethoven. It can be seen that he has a thorough understanding of Beethoven. Compared with the one behind, the one behind is not so thorough, but seems a bit mediocre. "

The two discussed quickly, and the more they discussed, the more they felt that the first contestant, He Shen, played well, while the second contestant was not so good.

After they finished speaking, they gave each other a look, looked at Ding Yi, and asked.

"Come on, tell us who is the first place."

Looking at the extremely confident eyes of the two teachers, Ding Yi swallowed his saliva and whispered.

"It's the second one."

"What? Speak louder, I didn't hear it clearly. "

His teacher was stunned for a moment, rubbed his ears, and moved closer to Ding Yi.

Looking at the teacher getting closer and closer, Ding Yi looked up at the sky and said in despair.

"Teacher, you guessed wrong. The first person you heard is ranked 47th."

"..."

"..."

The two were silent for a moment, looked at each other, and saw the confusion in each other's eyes.

The one who played so well was ranked 47th? How is this possible?

This is simply...

"This is simply nonsense! It's only been a few years since the Golden Piano Award for Piano and Violin Competition, and such a mess has occurred. What on earth do they want to do!"

The teacher from Zhongzhou Conservatory of Music was furious, slammed the table hard, and shouted loudly.

"It was the same a few days ago. We invited Li Diyun to be the spokesperson. What happened? The lack of proper review almost made the Golden Piano Award a joke among all musicians!"

"It's only been a short time since the preliminary round, and such a thing has happened. If this contestant wasn't so strong, would they have forced him out directly?"

"Funny! Really funny!"

"No, the more I think about it, the angrier I get. I want to see what these people want to do!"

After saying that, he waved his sleeves, opened the door and walked outside, and soon disappeared from the sight of Ding Yi and his teacher.

Looking at the teacher from Zhongzhou Conservatory of Music who left angrily, Ding Yi and his teacher looked at each other, sighed, and said nothing.

Ding Yi pretended that nothing had happened and left with his teacher first.

Ding Yi returned to the dormitory, and after hesitating for a moment, he still sent a message to Zhao Zitong.

"If we look at the sonatas alone, your teacher and the first-place contestant are almost the same."

"I just don't know how your teacher performed the second piece..."

"I think if your teacher was ranked 47th, it should be because of the second piece...right?"