Clang!
Clang!
Clang!
The advanced musician Pollini had a solemn expression on his face. He raised his hand without warning and then slammed it down heavily!
Three loud sounds reverberated throughout the entire concert hall!
A storm-like epic music was played!
The music style was vast and majestic!
They questioned him!
Pollini's expression was solemn as he devoted himself to it.
......
When the music started.
Many people in the concert hall felt as if their throats were being grabbed.
A suffocating feeling surged up in his heart!
Then…
His scalp went numb, and goosebumps rose all over his body.
......
When the music started, Li Yi took a deep breath.
As expected of an existence that was one level higher than the high-level musicians present.
His voice was filled with an imposing manner that none of the musicians before him had ever displayed.
Li Yi was immersed in the music.
He opened his mouth, and his whole body seemed to have entered the grandeur of nature under the sound of Pollini's piano.
They danced along with the wind and made music with the thunder.
Li Yi even ignored the scene of the dazzling galaxy in his mind…
Vaguely, several dazzling stars competed to perform with the performance of Pollini's song.
......
Pollini only played a certain climax of the music.
It ended very quickly.
Li Yi's eyes were still closed, and there was an undetectable smile on his lips.
In his mind, the star that represented Louis van Beyothen suddenly bloomed, and the other stars dimmed!
Li Yi brought in the life experiences of a master. He participated in the composition and played the 'Symphony No. 17' of the piano, which was also called 'Tempest!'
......
Li Yi opened his eyes.
He met Master Pollini's gaze.
From the corner of his eye, he caught the gazes of Pelacia and Marsha…
He felt the attention of the entire concert hall!
......
Li Yi's expression gradually turned solemn under the watchful eyes of the crowd.
When his emotions were adjusted to the extreme.
He raised his hands!
It fell!
Accompanied by a tone that carried a sense of 'resistance'…
A huge screen was slowly pulled open by Li Yi!
......
The same epic feeling!
It was the same majestic aura!
Li Yi's performance was full of passion and madness.
This song resonated with him!
Why?
Why was his career path so difficult?
Was it because he had refuted those high and mighty people?
Should they always stand high in the sky and look down on the world?
......
The music became even more passionate!
A torrential storm came!
Li Yi's movements became more and more intense. He was putting his struggle against fate and his longing for happiness into music!
A heroic figure appeared under Li Yi's hands, demonstrating his tragic and indignant spirit!
......
" At the twentieth bar, the main part finally entered the connecting part. The new melody has a triad of the middle part, showing uneasiness…"
Pollini listened carefully. His face was calm. He closed his eyes and muttered,"
" The left hand's accent is thick and heavy, played like thunder..."
" Chapter One Hundred and Fifty Eight-Both Hands and Octave Chord Neat, Light, But Can't Be Blurred..."
The entire place was silent, and only Li Yi's piano music was fighting against the world.
The sound of the zither gradually became filled with loneliness and disappointment. It became lower and lower…
It gradually weakened until it disappeared.
The storm...
It was over!
The first movement of the piano sonata No. 17 of the composer was over!
......
The piano music disappeared.
All the audiences were silent for a long time.
Their hearts still palpitated a little, and their hearts ached a little.
Everyone looked at the young boy on the stage who was shrouded in the spotlight.
Their mouths moved, but they didn't know what words to use to describe their hearts at this moment.
......
The fifty-year-old musician, Pollini, was lost in thought.
After a long time.
His straight back seemed to have bent down.
He looked at Li Yi. He felt that the yellow-skinned youth seemed to be emitting a dazzling divine light.
"Is there really such a person in this world who lives for music?”
Even at his age, he still began to doubt life.
This thought appeared in his mind.
Compared to the god of music in parallel space and time, Ludovic van Niedersson, Polini was far too inferior.
......
The thirty-five-year-old intermediate musician who had just entered the Sanctuary.
He had always been a young and outstanding pianist.
Even he was proud of himself for achieving such glory at his age.
but...
"Young elites?"
"Me?"
Pelacia snorted.
"What a joke!"
The corners of Pelacia's mouth twitched.
......
46-year-old high-level musician, Marsha. Argerich.
She sat in front of the piano dejectedly.
She felt as if her energy had been drained.
She didn't know what the meaning of her life's hard work was…
......
In the dark concert hall.
Only the four pianists under the spotlight were shrouded.
Every expression on their faces was clearly outlined.
Li Yi's calmness and self-confidence were like that of a god.
Poligny, Pelicia, and Marsha. Aglich's depression and despair made him look like a servant kneeling before a god.
The comparison between the two produced a feeling of shock that left everyone speechless.
In the arena.
It was a deathly silence.
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