In measure 303, the music shifts to D minor, showing a brilliant trend.

"Buzz————"

It then shifted to the key of BB major again, and the majestic string musicians sat upright at this time, seeming to be preparing for the final finale.

After a musical motif given by the horn, the heavy chords of the piano emerge, and every note in the chord is full of passion.

The band's strong sound caused by the strength of the crowd led to waves of sound.

Gradually, Qin Jian's brows finally furrowed at the end.

Suddenly, his upper body surged forward with force, and the forward force of his whole body seemed to lift his buttocks off the piano bench in an instant.

"when!!!"

Brilliant major chords lead to passionate carols.

The piano and the band are mesmerizingly intertwined, and the atmosphere of the music gradually reaches its climax.

Qin Jian's palm seemed to be holding open the majestic mountains that had been bullied in the coming year at this moment. What flew under his fingers were thousands of soldiers and horses, and hundreds of steel were made around his fingers.

The octaves came roaring like wild waves.

Shocking the world and weeping ghosts and gods!

The momentum of music is unstoppable, like a vast swamp that burns but cannot be heated, like a river that is choked but cannot be cold.

Rapid thunder breaks through the mountains, just as the wind shakes the sea, but it cannot startle.

The whole place is excited!!!

The pair of hands full of magic could no longer be seen clearly on the keyboard, only the sound of the piano that shook the rocks one after another hovered in the sky above the hall.

The long road through Xiongguan is really like iron, but now we are crossing it from the beginning.

Rachmaninoff's sadness and attachment to his hometown Yunshan completely exploded at this moment!

The vast land, the evening bell of the Orthodox Church, the waves of the Volga River, the annual rings of the birch forest, the music is filled with the brilliant imagination and meditation of a young Chinese pianist.

Crossing over from the head, the Cangshan Mountain is like the sea, and the setting sun is like blood.

Every listener held their last breath, and the rapid octave chords of the piano rushed towards the end with overwhelming force.

"when--!!"

"when--!!"

"when-!!"

Finishing with four powerful notes that are Rach's signature!!

"when------!!!!!!"

The arduous and glorious Rachmaninoff Piano Concerto No. 3 finally ends in D major.

“Wow————————————————”

The crowd is buzzing!!

cheer!!

Yelling!!

applause!!

Whistle!!

All the enthusiasm and words of praise are intertwined at this moment!!

The whole hall is boiling!!!

No one expected that the whole hall would be like this after the music ended.

All the audience, from the first floor to the second floor, stood up and applauded, and the shouts almost broke through the roof of the Grieg Concert Hall!

Just like no one would have thought that a young Asian man would come out of the background forty-five minutes ago.

Bruno, Duan Hong, Liao Linjun, Hope, Griesbeck, and all members of the Helsinki Symphony Orchestra, everyone gave the biggest applause to the piano.

In front of the piano, Qin Jian listened to the constant wave of applause in his ears. He slowly raised his head and stood up from the piano.

At this time, no one could tell whether it was sweat or tears on his face. People only saw a heroic figure standing up.

"Hua Hua————————————————————"

The second wave of applause was even louder, mixed with even louder calls and screams.

Qin Jian turned sideways and looked around at the two thousand people who were shouting crazily for him.

At this moment, he really shed tears, as if the nostalgia that Rachman Maninoff had nowhere to put in the whole song was finally released here.

He was relieved.

He raised his hand and picked up a square towel to wipe away the sweat and corners of his eyes. He turned around and shook hands vigorously with the orchestra's chief violinist.

Although he didn't understand what the other party said, he still said sincerely, "Thank you."

He had a hunch that this La San would be remembered by some people, and perhaps he would not be able to perform La San like this again in the next few years. He knew that this was not only his alone, he must thank everyone in the Helsinki Symphony Orchestra.

A musician.

He let go of the violin conductor's hands and bowed deeply to all the musicians.

“Hua Hua Hua——————————————”

The third wave of applause came again.

Finally, Qin Jian walked towards Sabina on the podium, who was also covered in sweat.

The two hug.

Everything disappeared after these 45 minutes.

Sabina hugged her own child and gently patted the back of Qin Jian's head, not caring about the sweat on his neck. She was one of the people in the hall who knew best what had happened in the past forty-five minutes.

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Sabina: "You impress everyone."

Qin Jian: "Thank you for giving me this opportunity."

At this moment, both of them seemed to be able to understand each other's language.

Sabina let go of Qin Jian and pointed to the audience with a smile.

Qin Jian nodded, then took a deep breath and came to the front of the piano.

"Wow————————————————————"

With the last wave of applause, Qin Jian bent down.

“Wow————————————————————————”

This turn lasted nearly ten seconds.

After standing up and taking one last deep look at the audience and the stage, Qin Jian walked backstage amid applause.

As soon as he walked into the backstage, a blast of cold air from the air conditioner blew in. At this moment, his perception system seemed to have just returned.

The chill all over his body told him that the lining of his entire upper body was soaked through.

As expected of a complete La San, Qin Jian sighed and was about to look for the figure of the old bartender. At this moment, two figures came over from the corner.

Assistant to Grisbeck and Sabina.

“A great show.”

Grisbeck stopped in front of Qin Jian, congratulated him in English, and extended his hand.

Qin Jian stared blankly at the hand that reached out in front of him, smiled slightly, and then stretched out two hands to hold the other's hand firmly.

"Hope you get well soon."

This scene happened to be seen by Sabina, who was backstage after the curtain call, and she was a little surprised by this scene.

She thought her husband would still be unhappy.

Everything seemed to end with the perfect ending. In another corner, after seeing Qin Jian shaking hands with Grisbeck, the old bartender smiled and turned around to leave. He felt that he was no longer needed here for the time being.

The concert was technically over, but the enthusiastic applause outside the venue still did not stop.

A concert of this level must have an encore.

Sabina and Griesbeck returned to play the final encore.

This scene was also planned by everyone before.

The moment Griesbeck appeared on the stage, the confusion in the audience became even more intense - "So the real person is here today?"

As a result, everyone became more interested in why the young Chinese performer appeared just now.

The happiest thing is still the music critics. Hope has guaranteed to himself that today's concert will definitely go down in history.

Whether it's drama or music.
To be continued...