"Have you ever thought that the pianists in the Western Sea City Grand Theater twelve years ago were really randomly chosen?”
Right now, on stage, many people were thinking about this sentence.
Especially since Piao Lengyue had mentioned that the initial target was a sponsor, a child from an artistic family, because this child's family was rich.
But it became a small shadow.
Why was it a small shadow?
One was a commoner's child, and the other was a rich man's child. Why should it be her?
Only now did everyone know.
"Nothing is lucky. It's just that you're not the one carrying the burden.”
——
He replayed the scene.
In the theater, Piao Lengyue paced back and forth. He didn't want to say much.
He sat in front of the grand piano. At this moment, his clothes were exquisite, and every strand of hair was exquisite and meticulous.
The cigarette in his hand had just been lit when he placed it on the piano board.
Her slender, fair, and perfect hands stretched out, and her jade-like fingers began to slowly fall.
Boom!
People seemed to see his hands moving.
Da da…Da da!
Da da!
[March of the Turks] has been added to enrich the multi-tone area!
At this moment.
The grand theater that could accommodate 50,000 people started to play this rich and melodious march.
Everything was.
Di di!
Da da!
Da da di!
toot beep!
Piao Lengyue was immersed in it. He closed his eyes and his hands seemed to be flying. The melody of the song was not only beautiful, but also stunning.
Every melody, every beat.
There was also the cigarette he had placed on the piano board. It was smoking and turning into ashes, but it did not fall off.
The melody of the song was really about to fly!
Cheerful!
A story that brought along the four seasons!
Relaxed and joyful!
Even now, after twelve years, the audience was still amazed when they heard this kind of march after the rich chords.
The bullet comments were full of slags.
" Is this an artist's violin battle? Oh my god, it's elegant and beautiful.”
"Yu Ye is so abrupt inside. His clothes and sickly temperament really don't look like it. It can be seen how much this man has been contaminated by ordinary life.”
"As expected of a national treasure artist!”
Amidst the cheers,
Piao Lengyue finished his song.
The melody was still echoing in the theater.
He stood up from the grand piano and picked up the cigarette ash on the piano board. Then, he waved at Yu Ye. At this moment, his smile was very elegant and he even made a gesture of invitation.
Handsome.
Handsome,
....
On the stage, the host could not help but exclaim,
" Piao Lengyue placed a lit cigarette next to the piano. When the cigarette began to burn, he began to play the tune. When the cigarette burned out, the piano hadn't been burned yet. His piano song had just ended. This represented his perfect control and his absolute recognition of himself.”
" And he raised the whole cigarette ash in his hand, which means that the music he played was as perfect as the cigarette ash and did not break.”
The more the male host Hai Tao spoke, the more terrified he became.
Really,
This pianist from Korea was simply terrifying. Not only did he display his strength, but he also had confidence in his control. This kind of confidence came from a high-ranking elite and was nurtured by an outstanding family. This kind of aura was completely one-shot for ordinary people!
However!
However, what shocked him the most was that Piao Lengyue had said it.
"I was defeated fair and square by a person.”
But he still lost!
At this moment, everyone looked at Piao Lengyue.
The pianist smiled as he saw the comparison from twelve years ago, the dream in his heart.
He understood, but he also did not understand why he had lost to someone at the bottom.
———
All along,
Yu Ye's performance was always so lonely, always so unknown.
Even when the fans found out that even if Savage Film had obtained the qualifications to play the four-handed piano, they still felt that it was an opportunity that they had obtained through begging.
But no one ever knew,
Some things had to be exchanged with equal strength.
And now,
Professor Zhang Cihai said excitedly in the live broadcast room of Baijia Forum.
"Now, it's not just a competition between the two of them. This is also what Yu Ye is teaching Savage Shadow. If you want to become light, you must make others respect you, true respect!”
"However, Yu Ye suffered all the grievances. At this moment, he is probably the happiest time in his life.”
Professor Zhang Cihai sighed.
Even he didn't expect that this man's way of education would be so unique.
How much did he care about his daughter?
His heart ached to the bone.
"Hey,"
" But it's okay. The moment of glory belongs to you now. It's been twelve years. People have seen the love of a father twelve years ago!!!!”
Zhang Cihai's voice was very sad.
He could understand.
A man who hides all his talent, ambition,
He had no money, no love,
Hiding everything,
Everyone knows he's ordinary,
However, that ordinariness was hidden. For his daughter, he exploded!
Therefore, at this moment, Yu Ye was free.
It was like the mortal body was burdened by the secular world. This was the fate of humans, but he did not taint himself with any secular world. He chose pure love because he was a father.
——
All the scenes replayed back to this moment!
The wind whistled.
In the theater, Piao Lengyue flicked the ashes away and looked at Yu Ye.
"I kept my promise and chose your child to play the piano.”
"It's your turn next. I hope you can show me your true form. I want to see the real you.”
Piao Lengyue looked at the man in front of him and heard him speak.
"Alright." Yu Ye nodded.
Piao Lengyue's feelings changed.
He had never believed that people had temperament. People had an aura, but that was just the enhancement of clothing or the fierceness of their faces.
But now…
When this man's eyes were sharp and his back was straight, he was thin but exuded a cold and arrogant aura.
The rough fingers were no longer weak.
The light in his eyes was enough to pierce through everything.
Yu Ye smiled and said,"I haven't touched the piano for a long time. Thank you for giving me this chance."”
At this moment!
Piao Lengyue had a feeling that this man seemed to have walked out of a medieval history book. He walked out coldly, his eyes sharp. He had many epic stories.
Her eyes were especially warm, making people want to cry.
"Can I borrow a cigarette?" Yu Ye said,
Piao Lengyue was stunned. He looked at the cigarette in his hand, which was covered in ash, and smiled. He handed him a new one.
da
Da!
Da!
After taking the Marlboros, Yu Ye's yellowish boots stepped on the wooden floor, making creaking sounds.
The orange light shone warmly.
The snow outside the window was howling, and the cold wind was coming again.
The Taylor grand piano, which had a yellowing color, emitted a warm luster. Every black and white key was clear and full of texture.
Yu Ye sat on the zither stool.
At this moment, he placed the cigarette on the piano board.
Then, he stretched out his hands.
What kind of hand was that? It was so rough, with so many cracks and dried wounds.
There was also black blood in the gap.
As a result, his hands were a little bigger than ordinary people's. Because of the long-term chemotherapy, his hands were swollen, and because he had been unloading trucks and delivering food for a long time.
His fingers were a little twisted.
There was no beauty, only ugliness.
However, Yu Ye sat there. Even if his clothes were tattered and he looked so sickly and thin,
But at that moment, he seemed to have been born for the piano.
That intoxicated gaze.
The corners of his mouth could not help but curl up into a smile.
The joy that came from the soul while sitting in front of the piano.
This was him.
He had love too. He had dreams when he was young. He was once a peerless youth.
At this moment, everyone was touched and truly sad.
——
On the stage, Yuan Quan, the burly man, finally couldn't hold it in anymore. He wiped his tears and said,
He thought about the last time that man came to him and said that he had found a new chemotherapy.
He even brought fruits for Yuan Quan.
At that time, the man's fingers were swollen.
Yuan Quan asked," You can't do this kind of chemotherapy. It's too dangerous. If you really can't do it, go to the Brain Cancer General Hospital."
The man smiled.”
Yuan Quan said angrily," You're crazy. Your initial stage of chemotherapy will seriously damage the brain nerves. When your daughter turns eight, you'll be finished. You'll have schizophrenia, insomnia, and visual hallucinations. What are you going to do?”
"How are you going to take it!"
Yuan Quan was very angry. He knew that this man was not willing to spend money, but how could he delay it?
The man smiled and bowed.""I can handle it."
His voice was still so gentle. It wasn't the kind of firm and decisive words, but the stubbornness and determination in his voice surpassed all the promises in this world.
He could withstand it!
He could withstand it!
These words echoed in Yuan Quan's mind. Many years later, he kept thinking about how Yu Ye survived. As the disease continued to spread, this kind of torture was unimaginable.
It was even more terrifying than death.
At this moment, memories came flooding back, especially when he saw that swollen hand again. Yuan Quan could never forget this memory.
"He's so pure!"
"Look, he doesn't think about anything. He only wants to take care of his daughter. He didn't take the initiative to ask for any fame. He just wants his daughter to become successful.”
"When he sees the piano now, he probably remembers his youthful, peerless appearance.”
"No one remembers how he looked like when he was young. No one remembers."
Yuan Quan's voice carried a sobbing tone, causing the entire scene to become stifled.
Because of that man.
He really loved the piano.
At this moment, he was no longer a father, but a young man wearing the shell of an aging disease.
This moment belonged to him.
——
The replay was extremely lonely.
In front of the grand piano, Yu Ye's hands finally touched the piano gently. At that moment, his eyes lit up like stars.
The piano board is an unlit cigarette,
In front of the piano was the 35-year-old Yu Ye.
He looked at Piao Lengyue at that time and smiled. He sighed,
"I know there is a blue sky outside, but there is no place for me under that blue sky.”
"Can you see? I'm dying."
"Thank you for choosing my daughter. I'll only play this piano piece for you. She's very good. It's just that she has a father who can't protect her."
His voice fell.
guqin
sounded
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