Rebirth of Huaijing

After the first match, the promotion list was given out on the first day of rest, and Zhou Huaijing made it to the final without any surprise.Since it is only a promotion match, the rankings will not be announced in the first two rounds, so I don't know the exact number, but Mr. Lin has watched the matches for three days, and only Phil and other players can compete with his apprentice Although it has strength, it is not enough to pose a threat.

"This Phil is a student of Chalmers. I listened to his piano solo recordings. I prefer religious sacred music, and he is especially good at it. But we are not sure what repertoire he will choose. The first round is "God "Light", the next show might change the style. But these are not important." Lin Lao is very confident in Zhou Huaijing, "Although he is worthy of attention, he is not your opponent. You just need to play your own tune well. .”

Zhou Huaijing thought for a while: "Teacher, I want to play "Skeleton Carnival"."

Old Lin was startled, and looked at him with a frown: "This is too risky, are you sure?" Let alone Zhou Huaijing, it would be difficult for him to play this piece by himself.He doesn't really care about the outcome of the game, but why lose if he can win?

Zhou Huaijing didn't answer, but put his hands on the transparent glass tabletop, and the next second, he was injected with life like a rotten dead branch, bouncing quickly and powerfully.

Elder Lin was even more amazed, he couldn't help but stop what he was doing, and looked at those magical fingers in shock.But before he took a closer look, those hands were like his masters, calmly stopping all emotions, and placing them on the table coldly.

That's the hardest part of "Skeleton Orgy," even involving the elbows.

Elder Lin stared at Zhou Huaijing's face indistinctly, and finally said one word in a complicated and jerky way: "Okay."

There is no piano in the hotel, Zhou Huaijing originally wanted to go out to find a piano store to play, but Lu Yi had already sent someone to deliver the piano from the villa, put it in the spacious suite, and placed it next to Zhou Huaijing's favorite French window.

Time flies, especially Zhou Huaijing has been busy preparing for the competition for the past five days.At first, Lu Yi thought that Zhou Huaijing was just joking about the competition, but he never thought that the little guy was really serious like never before. He played in a decent manner from morning to night every day, and then he forcefully hugged him back to sleep.

Lu Yi stared at the piano, his eyes sore, and barely resisted the urge to smash the piano.

The second game attracted far more attention than the first game. The only 30 people left were not as dazzling as the first one, and they were all the best of the elite. In addition, there were students from Chalmers among the participants this time. , Even the media are watching.

It's a pity that there was no live video for the first round. They didn't know the news until the first round was over, and they missed a piece of good news.But it’s not too late now, the reporters even thought of the news headlines——Phil Miller, Chalmers’ apprentice, won the International Piano Competition—although sometimes they will deliberately hope for some unexpected surprises. It helps to stir up the topic, but it is obvious that Phil will be the ultimate champion. Before his identity was revealed, he had defended his title in the European Piano Competition for several years, and no one could challenge his status for the time being.

Zhou Huaijing was startled when she got off the car.Probably because the media has been too aggressive recently, and even the domestic media have allocated part of their attention to this game, and they were surprised to find that there are still two players standing firm today in a game that was usually wiped out in previous years On the field, one was Duan Linxia, ​​known as the piano princess, and the other... The reporters searched through the domestic competition records but could not find any information about this person. Someone pointed out in surprise that it was about half a year ago. A student performing at the Chenguang Music Festival, and rumored to have won an international award.

The incident happened suddenly, and there were no reporters in the country, so they were probably waiting and watching. They wanted to compare Zhou Huaijing, an unfamiliar figure, and they pinned more hopes on Duan Linxia. Most of the reports were hyping up Zhou Huaijing's appearance. Lin Xia is more likely to enter the final.

Even if it was a hype, Zhou Huaijing became popular again in China, and this popularity climbed over the network cable and was fully received by the Chinese wandering in other places, so the reporter didn't come, and the cheerleaders had already arrived first.

His name was written on banners, posters, and horizontal boards, and his photos were posted. About 20 people called his name with smiles on their faces.

Lu Yi helped Zhou Huaijing get out of the car, and the bodyguards separated those people. Fortunately, they didn't act crazy, and most of them had peaceful smiles, so the two entered the concert hall easily.

Not only Zhou Huaijing was treated like this, but Duan Linxia was also warmly blessed, her hair was slightly messy when she came in.

Phil was even more miserable. The reporter stopped him as soon as he got out of the car and asked him if he had the confidence to win the championship. He said "no" frankly, and was dragged to praise him for his humility.Phil pulled his sleeves with a dark face. The reporter seemed to be unable to understand his face, and continued to interview him forcefully. He was concerned about the image of his family, and he reluctantly answered a few words with his temper, and finally escaped in.Phil knew what those reporters would write without reading the newspaper, and he was afraid that he would lose. Would he hurt their faces or his own?

The order of the second round was still drawn. Zhou Huaijing chose a middle number this time, No. 7. Duan Linxia secretly looked at his number and knew that Phil was No. 6. He was greatly relieved.Fortunately, she is number 5, so she will leave the stage early and leave the stage for two people, so that those who come out late will be suppressed or have a mental breakdown and not be able to play.

Duan Linxia's choice of repertoire is relatively safe, it can be said to be S-level, although there are slight flaws, but still outstanding performance, it is probably no problem to advance.

After Phil left, Duan Linxia returned to the backstage and smiled at Zhou Huaijing.

Several teenagers gathered in the backcourt, seeming to be snickering, someone said something loudly, Duan Lin Xiadeng immediately changed his face, turned around to look at them coldly, and said something in a foreign language .

Those people didn't seem to expect that she could understand, they were stunned at first, and then whistled and mocked in a frivolous tone after they reacted.

Duan Linxia's eyes were red with anger, and she glared at them bitterly, and finally, holding back her anger, she finally looked at Huaijing next week, and replied gloatingly.

Zhou Huaijing didn't know that what they said at first was "yellow-skinned monkey" with a few racially discriminatory words, and later developed into personal attacks, not only molesting Duan Linxia, ​​but also molesting Zhou Huaijing with words.

Fortunately, Phil's performance had already started at this time, and everyone was in no mood to talk, and they were all conquered by his superb piano skills.

It was also a coincidence that Duan Linxia chose S-level difficulty, and Phil chose SS-level difficulty.

The origin of this piece can be traced back to the Cotton School of Music.After the outbreak of World War II, many Jewish musicians and students who studied there suffered political persecution.Cotton, one of the most famous pianists in modern times, escaped from the Nazi concentration camp and hid in the dilapidated attic of the school. Only at night did he dare to drop the ladder from the attic to look for food.In addition to avoiding enemy troops, he also has to avoid villains who are racist or mercenary.

The war has destroyed everything, and the birds are no longer heard.The fragmented corpses and ruined walls all made him witness the tragic fate of human beings who had been baptized by the flames of war.His family has been scattered, his lover died tragically under the gunfire, and his friends tried their best to resist in the predicament, using the last bit of life to block the bullets fired by the enemy into the concentration camp.Now, his school can't escape its fate, lingering in the cold wind in dilapidated condition.In extreme grief, he wrote the famous Piano Concerto in C minor.This piece expresses Nietzsche's "delirium" of eternal reincarnation, the stupidity and unforgivability of human beings who keep repeating the mistakes of war. Battlefield Absolutely".

This is indeed "Battlefield".Cotton filled the attic with blood notes, and finally died there, until the end of the war, someone inadvertently broke in, saw a rotting corpse, and clanging bloody notes, and recorded the score.

Phil's facial expression is full of confusion of indulging in death. In his hands, this piece of music seems to be covered with a layer of religious concern. It is depressing to see the flames of war flying, and the red flames spread across half of the sky. Sky.God is not just watching. He is judging the world and choosing to save those who are devoted to the light.

Zhou Huaijing didn't like his way of expression very much, and frowned after listening, it was finally his turn to play.

When he stood up and was about to leave, the people just now were talking and laughing sarcastically, Duan Linxia retorted loudly, and the few people looked at each other silently, and some nodded with gritted teeth.Duan Linxia stood in front of Zhou Huaijing with a smile and said, "Come on. I just made a bet with them. If you win the final game, they will have sex live."

Zhou Huaijing inexplicably said:? ? ?

Duan Linxia glanced proudly: "I believe you won't lose. Let them see what the price is for insulting the people of the Celestial Dynasty!"

Zhou Huaijing was completely unaware of all the changes that had taken place on the scene, he squeezed his wrist, silently blinked his thick black eyes, and walked around Duan Linxia to the stage.

When the host introduced the performance repertoire, not only the audience, but also the entire jury group gave a sensational exclamation.

"Skeleton Carnival"?Is this boy crazy?If he had this kind of strength, he would have already been among the top pianists, so why bother to participate in this competition?

The composition background of this song is also in World War II, and the composer is an out-and-out lunatic. John Arthur Stump's famous "Death Waltz" score is known as the most difficult track in the world. The score is humorous and humorous for the sake of beauty. It violates the physiological structure of human beings. A person can't play it at all. There was a performance in country R Yes, a total of 25 people and 250 fingers played the score.Under the title of "Death Waltz", "Skeleton Carnival" is rarely played. This song crazily praises death and fear, and adopts the chant tune of the doomsday judgment. The author died in the second year after writing the score, and the first person to perform this piece in public quit the music circle and never played the piano again.It's not because the piece is bad, but because it's so good that no piece of music can stir up waves in my heart, and all the notes have become boring since then.

Zhou Huaijing was completely unaffected. He sat in front of the piano and immediately found Lu Yi's direction.Lu Yi smiled at him from a distance, making a kissing mouth shape, and Zhou Huaijing happily smacked his lips in front of all the audience, as if blowing a kiss.

The flirtatious Lu Yi: ...

Zhou Huaijing turned her head to look at the black and white keys, and put her fingers on them.

The audience at the scene couldn't help holding their breath, waiting for the teenager on stage to make a fool of himself.Of course, they didn't think that this young boy could play the music score. You must know that the sound of the piano is crazy and fast, and the lack of a note will cause the whole song to collapse.

Zhou Huaijing's expression slowly condensed, as cold as the Grim Reaper calling on the skeletons to carnival.

when!

The first piano sound fell, like a white knuckle drilled out of the ground by a skeleton.Immediately afterwards, the sound of the piano became faster and faster, and the skeleton showed five fingers, clung to the surface, and rose from the soil.

In the dark cemetery, under the icy moonlight, one after another the skeletons crawled out of the ground and coffins spookily, breathing the fresh air of the world with their skulls up.

Zhou Huaijing's fingers are so fast that phantoms have appeared, if the camera slows down, you can see the bulging veins on the back of his hands.Sweat wets the strands of hair, and is thrown out by the ends of the hair in mid-air.Zhou Huaijing gave a piano accent with his right elbow, and his fingers continued to describe the carnival scene.

All the skeletons fell into extreme joy. They celebrated each other with their white bones colliding with strange icy sounds, cheering and dancing, calling for more and more skeletons to join the carnival of death.

They are looking for fresh blood, as the red wine of the night banquet, spreading death, attracting angry souls, laughing and mocking the living beings, tearing down the cross of the church and continuously desecrating the sanctity.

Fear, resentment, greed, lust, anger, and arrogance are madly mixed with unknown arrogance, ecstasy, agitation, and excitement.

This is the dance of death.

It's a feast for skeletons.

This is the scream in the howling wind.

It is a cry of pain and fear.

Run away as much as you want, run away in a hurry.

Even if the dawn is coming, there is another night.

No one can win the race of death, trembling and waiting at the end of life.

The tune ends.

In the strangely calm music hall, no one applauded or cheered.

They seemed to be brought into death by the god of death just now, and tasted the supreme joy of abandoning their bodies.

The faint blue fire burns every inch of skin, as if it wants to burn the body that binds the soul.

After a long time, when people woke up from the carnival of death, the front of the piano was empty, and the figure had disappeared.

At the back of the stage, Chalmers clenched his vein-protruding fist and stood up excitedly from his seat.

As for the person people were looking for, he had pulled Lu Yi away after the performance, and now he was sitting in the car and ordering lunch dishes hungry.

Zhou Huaijing let out a long sigh, and said, "Second Uncle, I just realized now that I'm so tired after moving, but it's better to lie down and feel comfortable."

Lu Yi was rubbing Zhou Huaijing's sore fingers, his movements froze there: ...

Zhou Huaijing lay on his lap and urged: "Second Uncle, move quickly." As he spoke, he poked his fingers forward and touched Lu Yi's palm.

Lu Yi: ...