Ten minutes earlier.
Fu Yi, who was at a loss, grabbed a cup of milk tea and looked around in confusion as she checked the map on her phone.
As soon as she got out of the subway, she lost her way in the sea of people.
Jinling Music and Art Museum … It's nearby, right?
But how do I get there?
Although it was hard to say, she realized that she seemed to be lost.
"Are you lost?"
Someone asked softly. Fu Yi turned around and saw an unfamiliar woman.
She was about four or five years older than her. Her face was beautiful and demure. She had a loose ponytail that rested on her shoulder and a warm smile.
She looked like she was going out to buy groceries. She was wearing a loose long skirt and a knitted sweater. In her hand was a basket filled with fresh meat and vegetables that she had just bought from the supermarket.
It was a reassuring older sister!
Fu Yi's eyes lit up. She leaned over and pointed at the map on her phone, "How do I get there?"
"Art museum?"
The older sister tilted her head and looked at it. She then shook her head and said, "The signal is not good here. You're at the wrong location. If you want to go to the art museum, you should go from Exit B. This is Exit C, the direction is wrong."
"Huh?" Fu Yi was stunned for a long time.
The older sister raised her hand and pointed at a tall building in the distance, "Just turn right and go straight. I'm going there to buy some fresh seasoning. Why don't we go together?"
"Oh, thank you!" Fu Yi breathed a sigh of relief and followed behind her.
The older sister sensed her vigilance and smiled. She turned around and asked, "Someone in your family works at the Social Security Bureau, right?"
"Huh?" Fu Yi was suspicious and subconsciously became nervous.
Then, she saw the older sister raise her phone. It was the same model as her phone.
"Don't worry, it's the same."
The older sister smiled gently and walked in front of her, "Are you here alone? Are you traveling? "
"No, I'm here to participate in a competition."
Fu Yi breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the same ID. "It's an environmental research project competition in Jinling. I wrote a thesis to try my luck."
"Sounds amazing," the older sister exclaimed.
"It's just nonsense. It's similar to a seven-year-old child standing in the square with a sign asking everyone to protect the environment. It's just a matter of luck. If you're lucky, you'll get extra points for the college entrance examination."
"That's still very impressive. When I was your age, I didn't even know what a thesis was … Are you here to watch the performance?"
"No, it's a classmate's exam. I came over to cheer him on, but I woke up late. I can't make it now." Fu Yi sighed helplessly. "Might as well treat him to a meal."
"A good classmate, male or female?"
"He's a man, but not the kind you think." Fu Yi shook her head. "He's more or less a good brother."
"Really? I really envy you for having such a pure friendship. "
The big sister smiled and stopped in her tracks. She pointed at the building beside her. "This is it."
"Ah, thank you!" Fu Yi thanked him gratefully.
"It's alright, I'll go first …"
She turned around and was about to leave when she seemed to have seen something. Suddenly, she froze and raised her eyebrows slightly. "Do you mind if I wait with you?"
"Huh?" Fu Yi was taken aback.
"After all, I've never seen anyone play the violin in my entire life." The big sister smiled, but that smile made Fu Yi feel a little uneasy.
"I'd like to see it."
"Uh …"
Fu Yi instinctively wanted to refuse, but under the big sister's gentle smile, she felt that she couldn't say it no matter what. Thinking that it was good to have someone to chat with, she slowly nodded.
"That's great. Thank you."
The big sister nodded happily and withdrew her gaze from the camera in the corner. "By the way, little sister, what's your name?"
"Fu Yi, Fu as in master, Yi as in reliance. What about you, sister? "
"Ah, I don't sound that good."
The big sister took her hand affectionately and led her in the direction of the examination room.
"My surname is Luo."
She said, "My name is Xian."
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"There's one more?"
The captain frowned. "What's going on?"
"It seems to be the person who helped her guide the way. He came over to join in the fun." The on-site monitor asked, "Should we chase him away?"
"Forget it, don't complicate matters."
The captain said coldly, "Just take him down together. Be faster later. If he resists, kill him directly."
"Roger."
Thus, under the captain's orders, the plan seemed to have begun to run smoothly.
It was as smooth as flowing water.
With professional skills and rich experience, the result would surely be clear, right?
And on the other side, in the examination room, the exam was about to begin.
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Although the original examination room had not expected so many people to come and watch, it was still spacious and bright enough. After a group of old men and women came in, it did not seem crowded.
But Huai Shi was almost suffocating.
To describe it in a more fantastical way, it was as if the aura of more than a dozen Celestial Lords was descending, crushing everything. Not to mention the Great Dao, Huai Shi's brain was about to be ground out.
If there was any comfort, it was probably the green plants in the corner of the examination room.
The growth was pleasing, and the flowers were quite gorgeous. The fragrance was refreshing, making Huai Shi's mood faintly relax.
What flowers?
Could they let him take two pots away …
Soon, a dozen burly security guards came in carrying chairs. The group of old men sat down according to their seats like the heroes of Liangshan. Finally, they looked at Huai Shi in the center of the examination room.
Huai Shi stood up straight subconsciously and squeezed out a stiff smile to please them.
"Don't be nervous, Mr. Huai."
Richard took over the role of the examiner and sat at the front. He flipped through the three lists of songs submitted by Huai Shi and calmly comforted him. "Don't worry, everyone here has rich performance experience and attainments. Naturally, they will make a fair judgment for your performance. Just treat it as a small performance."
Scared me to death. I thought you all had rich experience and would not laugh in any situation!
Huai Shi cursed in his heart. He smiled stiffly and quietly raised his eyes to look at the group of people behind Vivian.
Although they were smiling more brightly and warmly than the other, once they got into the mood, the group of old men and women looked serious as if they were taking a portrait.
It was chilling to be stared at by those dozen pairs of eyes.
"Elder Zhao, I really hate you."
Huai Shi shivered, looked back with tears in his eyes, and picked up the bow.
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"He's a little nervous."
"To be honest, he's too young. I don't believe there will be a second genius like Ai."
While Huai Shi was looking at the group of old people, the group of old people was also looking at him and exchanging opinions in a low voice.
Although Elder Zhao had praised Huai Shi's ability, this group of people would not be lenient on account of Elder Zhao. On the contrary, they were very picky. Any small mistake would be picked out with a magnifying glass.
Although it was not to the extent of raising the requirements of the performance, to satisfy them was not something a young person could do.
Of course, they were also very clear about this. Most of them were just here to relax after the meeting to build the orchestra. They didn't have high expectations.
Under the scrutiny of the crowd, Huai Shi took a deep breath and lowered his eyes.
He played his cello.
Richard was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes lit up.
Wonderful.
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When the melody sounded, Schlauder, who had been immersed in the cello for many years, could not help but raise his eyebrows.
Toccata in C major?
The second movement of Bach's Opus 564, Adagio.
"Toccata BW V564-ADAGIO"
This was a cello piece without much accompaniment. It seemed that the young man did not intend to use the help of accompaniment. But this was also good. In this kind of similar solo, the true level of the performer could be more directly expressed …
However, before he had time to evaluate the quality of the opening phrase, a melody with a distant melancholy silently drowned him.
Accompanied by the cold sound of the piano, when the two tight parts of the first section spread out in the bass, a melody as heavy as mercury emerged from the dissipating residual sound. It was a deep texture that could be clearly felt between every turn. The piano sound, which was easy to jump out with a slight mistake, was covered by the low key and wrapped in the deep gravity unique to the cello.
In the blink of an eye, the heavy melody turned into mist and spread out from between the zither bows.
The solemn sadness in the melody was like rain, sprinkling in everyone's heart.
"Hiss …"
Schlauder subconsciously sat up straight and tensed up. He stared at the young man who was playing the piano with his head lowered. Even if his skills and techniques were not outstanding, his terrifying emotional control and charisma were simply amazing!
More importantly, it was that familiar fingering technique and playing habit …
It was exactly the same as the woman on the stage ten years ago!
Coincidence?
Or, could it really be the second Ai?
He looked at Commander Li next to him in amazement, only to find that Commander Li was also looking at him.
The look in his eyes was the same astonishment and surprise.
Now, no one was speaking. Everyone was listening in silence. Their originally lazy expressions had unknowingly turned serious.
Vivian, who had been an examiner for more than ten years, also raised the pencil in her hand and was ready to score.
It was just a pure and simple performance, without an earth-shattering and intense melody, directly showing the skeleton and structure of the music score. The simple sound of the cello directly expressed the composer's sorrow and melancholy directly from the heart.
But now, this was no longer in the category of professional appreciation. Even ordinary people could feel the strong sadness in the sound of the cello.
The more simple the movement, the more it could show the performer's talent and foundation. But now, the rich emotion that accompanied the evolution of the melody was like a tide, sweeping everything away.
The unique weight and solemnity of the cello were fully displayed in the hands of this young man who was not even twenty years old!
There was no doubt that this was the so-called genius!
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