After the unlucky second player finished playing, the judges were already leaning on their seats and chatting with each other, apparently not paying too much attention to this player's performance.
Even though there have been several intermissions, the tense nerves and harsh criticism of the music have made these judges lose their spirits.
After all, if you just appreciate it, it’s okay, but if you dissect the so-called beautiful music like an autopsy, no matter how beautiful the beauty is, it will not keep the shocking feeling when you first see it.
Finally, it was finally Qing Yun's turn to play. Even though their exhausted nerves had refused to tense up again, out of fairness to the contestant and the judges' own curiosity, they sat up straight and watched the boy intently. performance.
Especially for the newly invited judges, this was the first time for them to witness this praised boy perform on the spot, so they couldn't help facing the boy on stage with a mixture of admiration and finding fault.
But they were too tired, which made the harsh eyes of these judges discounted.
The audience in the audience was not the same. As soon as the boy came on stage, the audience increased significantly. Even the netizens who watched the live broadcast on the Internet became active, and that kind of active attitude was almost even more active than when the competition first started.
The judge Norad, who gave Xiang Chenyu a score of zero due to an accident in the preliminary competition, was the most energetic of all the judges at this time. He will definitely correct his mistakes this time, appreciate the boy's performance, and then give him an extremely fair score.
Under the eyes of everyone, the black-haired boy finally stepped onto the stage.
His figure was a little thin, and even though his slightly long bangs were trimmed, they still slightly covered the boy's beautiful eyes, making it difficult for the judges and audience to see the expression in them.
This young man was silent and melancholy. He seemed to be used to being out of the crowd, and he didn't pay tribute to the audience by grandstanding, nor did he show dissatisfaction with the treatment he was given at the end. He is like an angel who left heaven to suffer, silently accepting the suffering imposed on himself, and only responding to all the injustices in this world with silence and waiting.
Anyone would admit that if they saw such a silent and non-existent teenager on campus, they might pay a little attention just because of his age-inappropriate melancholy, and then they would forget about it.
However, it was different when the boy was holding the piano, as if the angel had finally found his wings, even though he was still silent, it made people feel sparkling inexplicably.
At this moment, no one can deny that this teenager seems to be born to belong to music.
Everyone's eyes couldn't help but stick tightly to the young man on the stage, watching him lift his chin slightly and gently lean his cheek on the violin's chin rest. He holds the piano in his left hand, which are soft and firm. The right hand holding the bow draws an elegant trace, gently touching the bow to the strings.
In the next second, the unique luxurious tone of the violin suddenly sounded in the air, and with the air hitting their cochlea, it instantly brought people into the world of music.
For the audience at the scene, this is undoubtedly a spiritual feast, because the teenagers have enough superb skills and the most abundant emotions to bring their hearts into the world written by the music; and for a tiring day, even the simplest For the judges whose notes became cumbersome, this smooth and perfect timbre is like rain, like the sweetest stream, bubbling into their hearts, nourishing the tired travelers who have been walking in the desert for a day in the scorching heat .
Because the most perfect music has jumped out of the shackles of technique, using touching emotions as spears to attack their inner city, and at the same time lead them to charge into battle.
Judging is a job, dissecting each player and their music layer by layer. But no one can deny that the value of music itself is to bring people enjoyment, and now every judge seems to have stripped off his identity, just enjoying the spiritual world presented to them by this young man as a music lover.
If anyone can break out of the magic of music at this time, they will surely find that the judges, who were sitting upright but could not hide their exhaustion, are already relaxing on the back of their chairs with smiles on their faces. Instead of watching a game, they seemed to be out in nature receiving the sunshine and the sweetest breeze.
This is just the beginning, and the difficulties brought about by the order of the competition have been solved by themselves.
Although no one has considered at this time, whether the boy can play the music composed by five composers by himself. But there is no doubt about the fact that the barriers of several kinds of life are not a problem for Qingyun at all.
He had a long life before to understand the Three Thousand Ways, and now he uses different identities, different faces, and different angles to view different worlds.
And most importantly, he is not a bystander, but a sufferer, an avenger. In every world, he personally experienced the predicament he was in, and reversed his life with his unwillingness and pride.
Now, Qingyun presents all his understandings to the audience through this piece of music, and at the same time, through this piece of music, the lives of different people he has experienced are finally fully integrated with him.
This is a long piece of music, obviously composed by five people, but the audience seems to have watched hundreds of lives, endured thousands of sufferings, and finally stood above the rules as a winner. Sometimes they watch with cold eyes, but there is always something that can touch their hearts and make them empathize.
After the song was over, there was thunderous applause. The audience hadn't escaped from their complicated state of mind, but they could only stare at the young man on stage with admiration. However, they found that the young man on the stage seemed to be a little different. There was a certain light in his lowered eyes that had not yet faded, as touching as the music just now.
All the judges on the jury table had long been swept away. They couldn't even look at the young man on the stage with the judge's critical eyes. Rosoff said bluntly: "This is a miracle. No one can deny it. He It has even surpassed us."
No one could refute Rosoff's words. Someone once again remembered that when this young man named Xiaoyu suddenly appeared in everyone's sight at the age of twelve, it was extremely surprising.
Because I don't know why a ten-year-old boy has almost as much emotion and experience as any adult in his music.
And now, the same young man surprised them again. Not only can he endow "Flowing Water" with unprecedented emotion, but he can also make people feel a hundred kinds of life in "Concerto in D Major".
Some people think that this piece of music is the limit for five people to express five different lives. When they speculated that the boy would make a mistake in a certain movement, the boy actually played it perfectly in a way beyond people's imagination.
The still silent barrage on the webcast reappeared with a strange sigh.
[Now I believe that at least he is talented in music. It is reasonable to say that a teenager has such a rich life experience, but he just did it.]
[Look at his eyes, the emotions in his eyes are the same as those of the music. I believe this is why the machine cannot replace the performer, because although the machine can simulate the sound of the instrument exactly, it cannot Show such complicated feelings!]
[This young man is definitely an angel. God sent him down to experience a hundred kinds of life. He can only return to heaven after suffering. Every piece of music he plays is ultimately attributed to the beauty of life. I firmly believe that he is spreading the gospel on behalf of God. of!]
This obviously religious comment was unexpectedly supported by many netizens, even though most of them are atheists.
The rest of the contestants waited in the waiting room, but they also watched Xiang Chenyu's performance up close. These heaven's favorites finally admitted that this "music prodigy" who had lived in their ears since childhood was worthy of the name.
Xiang Chenjin watched the endless comments on the Internet with his mobile phone. Standing next to him and applauding a contestant, he sighed with desolation: "The result of today's competition, at least the leader has been decided, right?"
As he spoke, he gave a wry smile. Although he had positioned Xiang Chenyu as the last contestant to take the stage, although he was proud in his heart that he did not participate in this matter, when he heard the news, he still had some secret joy in his heart.
But now it is discovered that in front of truly powerful people, all conspiracies and tricks are nothing.
He glanced at Xiang Chenjin, smiled again and said: "The second place should be decided, Chenjin, your performance has always been the best, and now the first and second places have been taken by you Xiang family."
Hearing this, Xiang Chenjin smiled proudly, as if he was really happy because his younger brother won the championship.
His performance in the competition has been very stable, and Xiang Chenjin's musical talent has surpassed most people. He had the darkest childhood, so he can express the most painful part of the music directly to the heart.
Once others expressed curiosity about the great grief and indignation he expressed, so Xiang Chenjin took the opportunity to reveal his identity. Everyone knew that this young son of the Xiang family had been kidnapped and trafficked since he was a child and grew up in the darkest orphanage. This could not help but arouse everyone's sympathy and attracted a wave of fans for Xiang Chenjin.
At the same time, people also compare the pair of brothers Xiang Chenyu and Xiang Chenjin, and the final conclusion is of course that Xiang Chenyu is a lucky child. He was able to learn the violin in the orphanage, and later he was gifted by the Xiang family. .
Without Xiang Chenyu, Xiang Chenjin would not only be number one in the preliminaries, but would also be number one in the rematch. No one can surpass him, that's why the only boy who is ahead of Xiang Chenjin looks so eye-catching.
Although Xiang Chenjin had a smile on his face, his fingers were fidgeting with the phone in his hand.
"But in the finals, I think you have a better chance of winning." The contestant said again, "Because the piece you improvised in the classroom a few days ago was really good, did you write down the score?"
"It's ready, I hope to play this piece of music on the stage of the final." Xiang Chenjin replied, he said very calmly, "I only had some inspiration when I played it, and it was also under the guidance of Teacher Turis. It was only with the help that this song was created.”
At this time, Xiang Chenyu came down from the stage, he ignored Xiang Chenjin indifferently, and walked towards a certain corner where he often stayed.
The contestant standing next to Xiang Chenjin couldn't help shrugging his shoulders when he saw Xiang Chenyu's attitude, and said to Xiang Chenjin: "Although I admit that your brother is really good, but his attitude is still annoying. .”
Xiang Chenjin hurriedly smiled and said good things to Xiang Chenyu, but what he said made the contestant's impression of Xiang Chenyu even worse.
Finally dismissing the people around him, Xiang Chenjin indifferently looked at the comments on the phone praising Xiang Chenyu, and thought of the unfinished piece of music that he picked up, but full of all kinds of distress and despair, he couldn't help being malicious smiled.
Angel? The angel shouldn't have composed the devil's music, which is suitable for him, the devil, to play.
The champion of this rematch is undoubtedly Xiang Chenyu. His reputation has reached the peak of the sky, and the music world is frantically discussing this miraculous boy.
And Xiang Chenjin ranked second, the first and second were all taken away by Xiang's family, and Xiang's father and mother naturally followed suit. Although Xiang's father was taken aback by Xiang Chenyu's sudden rise to fame, he still accepted the praises from various netizens calmly.
A large number of Xiang Chenyu's fans even flocked to Xiang's father's personal homepage, thanking him for teaching Xiang Chenyu and the Xiang family for raising him.
[Thank you Dad Xiang for taking good care of Little Feather, so that our little angel can play such great music.]
[Wow, Dad is amazing, both sons teach so well.]
[Really fried chicken is grateful to Xiang Jia for adopting Xiaoyu, otherwise his talent might not be able to develop to such an extent.]
Netizens thanked Father Xiang sincerely. After all, in their opinion, how could life in the orphanage compare to Xiang's family? It is definitely a great fortune for an orphan of unknown origin to be able to enter a musical family like the Xiang family.
No one knew what kind of life Xiang Chenyu lived in Xiang's house. They divided half of his glory and placed it on Xiang's father and Xiang's mother who were the executioners.
Even some of Xiang Chenjin's extreme fans still hate Xiang Chenyu for stealing his limelight after stealing Xiang Chenjin's parents.
Xiang's father was flattered by netizens' compliments, and the pride in his heart was even greater. He really took all the credit for Xiang Chenyu's ability to play such beautiful music. Looking at the netizens who kept pouring into his personal homepage, Xiang's father was almost speechless. I'm going to give up my plan. But he came to his senses in an instant. The comments of these netizens can't help him pay off his gambling debts. What's the use