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Chapter 43: Ghost Fire(2/2)

There is so much content, and he has listened to countless pieces of music from both ancient and modern times, both at home and abroad. It is not a problem to do a few tricks in such a virtuoso piece with an inherently loose structure, as long as he can play it himself.

I don't know when, Jaromil's fists were clenched in front of his chest, trembling, as if he had seen a ghost, but he was more excited than afraid!

The music ended with dozens of notes in one section. Yang Jingxing turned his head and gave several audience members a smile. Only Yu Xinting responded to him.

Jaromil was still clenching his fists, and his shaking was exaggerated. He shook for a long time before finally speaking, and as soon as he did, he cursed: "Holy shit... God has been fucked... who are you!"

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This cannot be blamed on his lack of cultivation. Yang Jingxing only spent three minutes and a dozen seconds on this piece, and the graininess is very even from beginning to end. Even those incompetent arrangements were made with this effect in mind. From beginning to end, Yang Jingxing’s touch depth is

It is always smooth and tidy, without a single weak sound, and the pedal can be used freely. Moreover, this is a Steinway piano, and playing the Will-o'-the-Wisp on this kind of piano will naturally increase the difficulty.

In this abnormal intensity of finger movement, no one dares to say that they can achieve perfect details. It is amazing to be able to complete it at a normal speed. Then there is still time to pay attention to the weight and depth. But Yang Jingxing, not only is the speed

There are many, and the expressiveness is even stronger. Except for my own arrangement, there is no wrong tone or weak tone, it is clear, even and smooth...

Le Xian also forgot that he was once a descendant of Yan and Huang, and still kept a blank expression on his face and whispered: "Unbelievable!"

Yang Jingxing was happy: "Thank you."

Jaromil jumped forward: "What's your name?"

"Yang Jingxing."

"Follow me!" Jaromil pulled Yang Jingxing and rushed out.

Yang Jingxing was dragged all the way to the practice hall by Jaromil without saying a word, and the others followed closely. The practice hall was relatively small, and the members were resting and it was noisy.

"Please pay attention!" Jaromil shouted.

It seemed that all the members were afraid of him, the room suddenly became quiet, and some people even ran back to their seats to pick up their instruments.

Jaromil continued to yell: "I will introduce to you, God's masterpiece, Yangjixin!"

Who is this kid? A group of people looked at each other and saw the old conductor hugging Yang Jingxing vigorously and applauding after the hug. The orchestra members also applauded, and the orchestra members had no choice but to follow suit and clap twice.

Jaromil grabbed Yang Jingxing's shoulders and said a lot of compliments, even speaking in Slovak. Yang Jingxing could only smile.

Good things need to be shared with everyone. Jaromil couldn't wait any longer. He pointed at the piano and said to Yang Jingxing: "One more time, please."

Li Yingzhen agreed: "Just play it again."

So Yang Jingxing played it again. After more than three minutes, the orchestra members finally took the initiative to applaud and beat the expensive violin and cello to a clattering sound.

Jaromil decided: "Tomorrow night, you must appear on the stage, absolutely!"

Li Yingzhen agreed again and suggested that Yang Jingxing should play La San.

Yeromil couldn't wait any longer, gathered the band and started to get in position immediately. He and Yang Jingxing really hit it off, they are both young people. Of course, it's not their age.

After all, in New Ireland, hundreds of elites from all over the world compete for a vacant position. The average age is more than 40 years old. The overall standard of the orchestra is much better than that of the conservatory.

There is no need for Li Yingzhen to get angry, just sit back and enjoy the ensemble of Yang Jingxing and Niu Ai. The first time it was performed was very successful, and everyone applauded after it was over.

After the third part, it was Beethoven again. Jeromil wanted to test Yang Jingxing's emotional strength. Oh, it was exactly the tune he liked. He was so happy that he almost dropped the baton.

Yeromil really wanted to play all five of Beethoven's concertos, but time did not permit it and it was almost six o'clock. So he asked the group members to line up to meet Yang Jingxing and shake hands. The two Chinese group members seemed to like Yang Jingxing very much. Please tell me more.

I asked him a few words to see if he could become a fellow villager with Yang Jingxing.

Yeromil invited Yang Jingxing to have dinner with him. He also took the initiative to shake hands with Yu Xinting and asked Yang Jingxing: "Your beautiful girlfriend?"

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "Good friend."

Jeromil reminded: "But you need a female companion."

Yang Jingxing introduced: "My professor, Ms. Li Yingzhen."

Only then did Yeromil remember to respect Li Yingzhen. Li Yingzhen was always laughing.

After making an appointment to meet at the hotel restaurant at eight o'clock in the evening, Jeromil and Lexian sent Yang Jingxing and the others out of the concert hall.

Li Yingzhen praised: "You performed well, I won't criticize you this time." Yang Jingxing went behind her back to do difficult things again.

Yu Xinting also laughed: "It's better than I imagined. Congratulations."

Yang Jingxing said: "It's all thanks to you."

Li Yingzhen suggested: "How about you take Xinting there in the evening?"

Yu Xinting still doesn't know: "Where to go?"

Yang Jingxing said: "For dinner, foreigners treat me."

Yu Xinting shook her head repeatedly: "No!"

Yang Jingxing said: "If you can't eat well at work, let's go have hot pot later."
Chapter completed!
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