On the stage, Ye Zhiqiu's figure has disappeared.

In Tangtang's sight, a beautiful female performer in a formal dress walked out from the backstage and sat in front of the piano.

In the rear, there is a huge symphony orchestra composed of dozens of people. In front of the orchestra is an old white man who is tall and tall, holding a conductor baton and with a solemn face.

Just from this huge orchestra lineup, even the audience who don't understand music can feel the inexplicable sense of oppression emanating from it.

The old white man's baton sounded, and more than 3,000 people in the audience held their breath, and the air seemed to be still for a moment.

The next second, as the baton fell, melodious and beautiful music sounded.

It was like a micro current passing through, the hair on her body stood up slightly, and Tangtang couldn't help but exhale softly.

So beautiful.

It is worthy of being the top orchestra in the world. Tangtang sighed in her heart. As an outsider, it is difficult to imagine how an extremely complex orchestra with dozens of people can play such soft and beautiful music. The tacit understanding between them is amazing.

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A few seconds later, as the old white man waved his baton, the female pianist also moved, and the cheerful piano notes jumped lightly in the rhythm of the symphony orchestra.

Tangtang, who was immersed in the ocean of music, started to become a little distracted after listening for more than an hour.

Tangtang carefully observed the surrounding audience and found that except for herself, everyone else seemed to have blurred eyes and intoxicated expressions.

Sure enough, my level of appreciation is not enough? Tangtang thought to herself.

In fact, it is not difficult to understand. She studied painting. Although it is not very related to music, she also knows that the appreciation of art has something in common. Similar appreciation of music can also be divided into several levels.

The first level is sensory appreciation, which is simply whether a piece of music sounds good or not. This is also the most common level of appreciation among the public.

The second level is emotional appreciation. To put it simply, in addition to listening to the sound, you should also experience the emotions of the performer and the music, which can be upgraded from pleasing to the ear to pleasing to the heart.

The third level is rational appreciation, also called skill appreciation, which is to look at a work from a professional perspective and judge the level of skill in it.

Tangtang feels that she is currently at the level of sensory appreciation of music, so no matter how beautiful the music is, she will feel a little bored.

The concert continued, and when Tangtang became a little sleepy, it finally came to an end.

At this moment, Tangtang was surprised to find that the beautiful performer who had been sitting in front of the piano all night stood up and left the stage.

According to the program list, there is one last song, right?

Amid everyone's confused gazes, Zillman, who was the conductor on the stage, took the microphone.

"The last piece of this concert is a new work by a talented composer and performer."

After Zillman finished speaking, the audience was stunned, and whispers broke out.

Is there a temporary change to the program? It looks like someone else is going to perform, who will it be?

Zillmann, with a calm face, continued: "This young performer comes from China, an ancient and mysterious oriental country that can always surprise us musically, and this time is no exception."

"I am honored to witness the release of this next piece of music with you all. This is an epic chapter."

Most of the audience at the scene have a good level of musical literacy and are familiar with well-known performers in the industry. After all, they are only a small group of people.

But Zillman's introduction made everyone more and more puzzled.

A talented performer from China? His student Xiao Yuancai?

But it is said that Zillman was furious because of Xiao Yuancai's consecutive performance mistakes at the concert. With Zillman's character, how could he let him appear on such an important occasion again?

If it weren't for Xiao Yuancai, no one would have guessed that there would be another famous young pianist in China.

Everyone's questions were soon revealed. Zillman said calmly: "Everyone, I would like to invite Ye Zhiqiu from Huahai University of Communication."

Ye Zhiqiu?

Who is this?

Most of the audience had two thoughts subconsciously flashing through their minds, but Tangtang in the crowd suddenly widened his eyes.

In full view of everyone, Ye Zhiqiu, who was wearing a black suit and with a slender figure, walked into everyone's sight from the side of the stage.

After walking to the piano in the center of the stage, Ye Zhiqiu unbuttoned one button of his suit with one hand and sat down neatly.

So handsome!

This was Tangtang's first thought. She wasn't originally a star-chasing person, nor did she pay much attention to Ye Zhiqiu's information, but at this moment she seemed to have suddenly noticed the other person's good looks. ωωw.

No...that's not the point at all, okay!

Under the sudden and violent noisy discussion at the scene, Tangtang reacted with a look of shock on her face.

This is the Golden Hall! Pianist Zillmann’s concert, with Ye Zhiqiu performing his own original piano music as the finale?

Obviously, other spectators at the scene were no less surprised than Tangtang.

"Who is this?"

"Is it some new performer?"

"I seem to have some impression. Where have I seen it?"

"It's crazy to have a new person play the last song."

Even though they were confused, after Ye Zhiqiu sat down, the audience's discussion gradually stopped subconsciously.

On the stage, Ye Zhiqiu approached the microphone and spoke the names of the pieces for this performance in Chinese and English respectively.

""Exodus"/"Exodus"."

As Ye Zhiqiu's voice fell, on the other side of the stage, Zilman breathed a sigh of relief, his face became solemn, his body straightened a little again, and he slowly raised the baton in his hand.

No joke, it’s coming!

Off the stage, the audience couldn't help but cheer up, and there was an inexplicable sense of expectation in their hearts.

In the audience, President Lu, Liu Minkang and others from Huahai University of Communication also had extremely serious faces at this time.

They couldn't help but be nervous. This moment was of great significance not only to Huahai University of Communication, but also to the entire Chinese music industry.

On the other side, Tangtang stared intently at the figure in front of the piano, clenching her fists involuntarily, and beads of sweat appeared on her palms due to nervousness.

At the beginning of the performance, there was the sound of strong wind and sand floating in the space, with a heavy roar, which suddenly brought the audience into the scene of camels and people walking slowly in the desert facing the wind and sand, which was difficult and lifeless.

Then, a strong and steady trumpet sounded, and the large brass in the symphony orchestra was blown, followed by heavy percussion, further intensifying the desolation of the desert in the picture.

At this time, Ye Zhiqiu, who was in front of the piano, pressed his fingers heavily on the keys, and the sporadic piano sounds seemed to have a hint of heaviness, hitting everyone's hearts heavily.

The next moment, human voices sounded along with the sound of drums, as if they were chanting some ancient sacrificial language. Tangtang felt that it was also like the humai feeling of China's Inner Mongolia that she had heard before.

At this point, the vast, desolate desert scene in the music almost hits your face.

At this time, Ye Zhiqiu's fingers pressed heavily on the black and white keys again, and the sound of the piano sounded.

This time, it was like a real electric shock. Tangtang, who was fascinated by the prelude, felt a thrill all over her body.
Chapter completed!