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"This child's performance reminds me of pianist William Kempff." Ling Yuan clapped and said to Zhou Guangren beside him.

"Yes, this is the best "Moonlight" I have ever heard. It's hard to imagine. He is only seventeen years old. How could he express the ideas of this work so accurately, just like Beethoven who has been playing for decades." Zhou Guangren said with admiration.

"First, there was an outstanding Xiao Nan, and then a genius Lu Wei. This Xinghai Cup really brought us a lot of surprises." Ling Yuan said with a smile.

"Yes, what's more valuable is that they are still so young. If they practice on the stage for a few more years, I believe the light they emit will be even more dazzling."

Looking at Lu Wei in front of the stage, Liu Jie felt confused. Is he really only seventeen years old? But how could a 17-year-old boy have such profound thoughts? If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Liu Jie would not believe it anyway. Such music came from the men of such a big boy.

Yu Wenqi, Jia Ming and others had already raised the slogans prepared in advance. The banner "Come on Lu Wei" appeared among the excited crowd.

Lu Wei's parents also stood up and applauded vigorously. Although neither of them understood music, they could feel that their son must have played well at the atmosphere. There was nothing more happy than their son's success. Since Lu Wei's performance, the smiles on both of them have never stopped.

Xiaoling smiled and clapped his hands, looking at the person who was as dazzling as the stars in the center of the stage. His heart was so sweet that he felt that his heart was occupied by a huge pride and nothing else was left.

He was different from the other people's excitement. Wei Xiaofan just applauded gently with a smile of praise. He didn't know how many times he had listened to Lu Wei playing this kind of performance, but every time, Lu Wei could bring him a brand new feeling, just like two people chatting together, and the content was different every time. But every time it was so exciting, which made Wei Xiaofan even more convinced that this kid was a genius. A perfect genius, although he had never said it once.

"Lu Wei, this is just a small stage. One day, you will stand at the peak of the world's piano art, and I will be the witness of this historical moment." Wei Xiaofan thought. The expression on his face began to become excited and fanatical.

After Lu Wei waited for the audience to retreat enthusiastically, he was about to continue playing the third work, but he saw a tall and fat guy walking up from one side of the stage, signaling himself to pause the performance.

Lu Wei looked at the judges in confusion, trying to find the answer in their faces, but the judges were also confused and didn't know what this guy was doing.

Just as everyone was stunned, Zeng Aimin, secretary of the Party Committee of Beijing Xinghai Piano Group, spoke in the judges' seat.

"Xiao Wu. What's wrong?"

"Secretary Zeng. There are several keys running in the high notes of the piano, so I'll adjust it." Wu Di explained.

"Oh", everyone then showed a clear expression.

Lu Wei also stood up from the piano with a smile.

"It's so good to play, hey." Wu Di said while opening the front panel of the piano.

"Haha, that's okay, I couldn't even hear the sound of the zombie. Your ears are so good." Lu Wei smiled.

"Actually, I didn't run ahead, but the last few strong chords that ended were smashed a little bit. The treble strings were relatively thin, and the professional group's performance was a bit strong this afternoon, so this piano was a little unattached." Wu Di explained while tuning it.

"There will be such problems when playing the piano." Lu Wei asked strangely.

"It's okay, just adjust it." Wu Di answered the question irrelevantly and did not express the subtext. In fact, it was still a technical problem of the piano. However, as a Beijing Xinghai Piano Factory, he naturally could not say that there were technical problems in the floor piano in his factory.

"Oh," Lu Wei agreed, no longer asked, and continued to watch Wu Di skillfully adjust the piano, sighing in his heart that he was indeed a professional and specialized in his career. Looking at Wu Di's movements, it seemed that he had a strange rhythm, which made people feel very comfortable to watch.

"Okay", in less than three minutes, Wu Di ran a little tone over and signaled that Lu Wei could continue playing.

Lu Wei looked at several judges, got the sign that he could play, and continued to play in front of the piano.

Lu Wei's third work is still Chopin's nocturne in E-flat major. Although it is somewhat of a car-like relationship with the works of the previous people, this is the rule of the competition, and Lu Wei has no worries. Since he wants to choose, of course he chooses the one he is most familiar with.

Lu Wei's hands gently undulating on the piano keys, and this world-renowned lyric work quietly flowed out from Lu Wei's fingers.

Lu Wei's expression was relaxed and freehand, and his eyes were no longer as firm and passion as before, but with a hint of quietness and leisure. He was playing and listening at the same time, this voice full of inspiration and comfort.

At this moment, Lu Wei gave the audience below the stage a new feeling. The relaxed and freehand music allowed everyone's excitement and tension just now to be relaxed and relieved.

I don’t know if this is an intentional arrangement of the Xinghai Cup Organizing Committee. After the relatively tense and fast etudes and sonata, each contestant must be required to play a lyrical nocturne of Chopin, but this kind of relaxation adjustment is indeed very effective.

Zhou Guangren looked at Lu Wei who was playing in front of the piano, and the color of likeness in her eyes became stronger and stronger. She had been engaged in piano education for more than 40 years and had never seen a talented student like Lu Wei. The shock she had just made her amazing song "Moonlight" shocked her, and this song "Nocturne" that has been played countless times made her eyes shine again.

"Not bad, it's really good. This child not only has good skills, but also has such excellent psychological quality. The scene just now did not disturb his mind. He maintained the unique peaceful and peaceful atmosphere of nocturne from beginning to end in the performance, without a trace of excitement. This is really rare. Compared with those technical skills, this is even more difficult to achieve. Many famous pianists may not be able to reach this level, but they did not expect that he could transform so perfectly." Zhou Guangren commented secretly in his heart.

But after all, there are very few listeners like Zhou Guangren who have a very high appreciation level. Compared to the intense sonata just now, this nocturne seems much more dull. Although it is also very beautiful, it can be seen from the expressions on the audience's faces that everyone is still keen on seeing fast and highly showy songs. Only such songs can ignite the ** in their hearts.

But even so, after Lu Wei's performance, he still received warm applause from everyone.

"This song is not as good as the one just now, it's quite slow. Isn't that song just now good? Why don't you continue playing that one?" Lu Wei's mother said strangely.

"What do you know? This is the requirement of the game. If you didn't look at the first few people, you would be slow when you hit the third one." Lu Wei's father explained.

"Oh, I'm talking." Lu Wei's mother showed a sudden enlightenment and continued, "There's another one after this, right?"

"Yeah, there should be." Lu Wei's father answered while watching Lu Wei play the piano.

Listening to the conversation between the two, Liu Jie felt secretly amused. She really couldn't understand how Lu Wei, a stunning musical genius, appeared in such a family with almost zero music environment.

Lu Wei's fourth entry is the second movement of the piano concerto "Yellow River", which is adapted from the theme of "Ode to the Yellow River" in the second movement of "Yellow River Chorus". The melody is peaceful and broad, with a kind of praise.

After a wide and soothing arpeggio, Lu Wei's right hand played the theme with octaves and chords.

"I stand on the top of the mountain and look at the rolling Yellow River..." The poet Guang Weiran's poem full of patriotic enthusiasm was now fully interpreted by the majestic piano melody. Lu Wei, sitting in front of the piano, had a look of reverence and pride on his face, and his hands were waving on the keys, as if he depicted the magnificent rivers and mountains of the motherland.

Listening to this majestic melody, every audience member showed a proud look on his face. Although most people don’t know what kind of music this is, the patriotism contained in the melody has immersed everyone’s heart and evoked everyone’s patriotic heart as Chinese people.

"The performance of this child's song is like Yin Chengzong, and it's so missing melody." Listening to Wei's performance, Zhou Guangren showed a look of nostalgia in his eyes, and his thoughts seemed to have returned to 1970, remembering the scene when the Central Orchestra premiered in Beijing on New Year's Day. The expressions on the faces of those performers were so serious, revealing infinite loyalty and love for the motherland, and extremely serious and persistent towards art.

Since when, Zhou Guangren has seen many artists become impetuous and are only passionate about fame and fortune, but forget the essence of art. Music has lost its soul, which makes the artist heartbroken.

But today, Zhou Guangren, who is over 70 years old, once again saw the musical spirit buried deep in her heart, which made this great pianist who has been alone in his musical belief for decades and has been moved by a long-lost feeling in his heart.
Chapter completed!