Chapter 515

Ji Rao ignored him and went straight to the waiting area.

"Hey, come on."

Ji Rao looked back and saw Wu Zhaoyun with a baseball cap, holding a bottle of water in one hand and waving at him in the other, just like a fan.

I'm afraid it's the first time for this guy to cheer others up and become a fan.

Ji Rao is the 23rd. It's OK.

For most of them, it may be the first time for them to take part in such a large competition. Ji Rao closed his eyes. He was still thinking about music score.

"Twenty third."

Ji Rao stood up. When he appeared in front of the audience from backstage, the light hit him.

"Next is contestant No.23 and his Piano Concerto No.1 in E minor."

Ji Rao is sitting in front of the piano. The light on the stage is dim.

Ji Rao's fingertips are gently placed on the black and white keys. He closes his eyes, and then his fingertips exert a little force.

The sound of the piano flows out slowly from the tripod piano, which is a relatively slow style, romantic, calm and slightly melancholy. If you close your eyes and listen to it, you will find that his music seems to be able to influence people's emotions, maybe it's a pity when you were young, or a sweet moment in high school, or even make people feel like looking at a place that can cause countless happiness I remember that impression.

The completion of the whole performance is full marks. The thick and smooth notes are mixed with the temperament of meditation. The piano sound is clear and delicate, fragile and melancholy, calm and confident, and naturally has a noble atmosphere. The moving charm has reached the limit of music language, which makes people difficult to extricate themselves.

There are many versions of this song. Ji Rao chooses the feelings of the composer, which is the emotional expression of the original version. The slightly melancholy aesthetic feeling in the tranquility emphasizes a kind of sweetness belonging to the bitterness of the past.

The whole piece is in E major. It goes through the solemn Allegro, a little gray. It is romantic in Nocturne style, very slow, and finally Rondo, very fast. The gorgeous finale ends with a piano triple treble.

Although the last sound disappeared, there was a little agitation under the stage.

It's rare for people to shout excitedly after listening to the concert. Most of them are in their own memory of the memories brought by music, sad, sweet, happy and other emotions. People's memories aroused by music are not the same, and people's emotions are also different.

Ji Rao stood up, bowed and stepped down.

The first round was over soon. When Ji Rao went out, Wu Zhaoyun was waiting for him outside. When Ji Rao came, Wu Zhaoyun gave him his drink.

"How do you feel?"

Ji Rao took a sip of boiled water and said, "I feel perfect."

Wu Zhaoyun said with a smile, "the tone is really big."

Ji Rao screwed on the cover, "I play music and I will practice to perfection. All the music that a pianist can express should be like this. The music I present to you must be the most perfect, at least I think so. I didn't make any technical mistakes in the competition just now. In terms of emotion, I think I expressed all the emotions that I could think of when I played the music. But there are thousands of people and thousands of faces in this kind of thing. Sometimes you think it's good. The judges may not think so. There are always some unusual ways. "

Wu Zhaoyun nodded with great seriousness, "in fact, what I want to say is I've had that bottle of water you just drank. "

Ji Rao