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Chapter 1100

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Brosnan took a deep breath, adjusted his mood, and played "Come Back, Dad, Dad, Come Back", which sounded similar to "Silent Night," but was actually a song that 1900 himself had adapted from a child's singing.

Brosnan also added his own and Malfoy Bentler's adaptations, which further elevated the song, which had seemed immature but lacked depth in the film's original soundtrack.

When he finished playing, the audience still enjoyed it. No one could deny the subtlety of his adaptation.

But after a brief moment of amazement, the audience turned their eyes to the blind Blake, who had been sitting motionless on the stool from beginning to end. They were already looking forward to his performance.

This time, Chen Guang sat on the stool, and Brosnan even adjusted the height of the chair for him.

Chen Guang was not in a hurry to play. Instead, he turned his head and said, "Thank you. Your adaptation was great, but it was more like 'Silent Night' than 'Come Back, Dad, Come Back'. Your adaptation has some flashy content, but it lacks some childishness. This is not the real 'Come Back, Dad, Come Back'. You can even say that the song composed by Ennio Molicone and performed by Gida Bhuta is not 1900's' Come Back, Dad, Come Back '. Their works pursue childlike innocence excessively, but they are too crude. The songs shown in the movie are good for deceiving laymen, but in my eyes, they are full of flaws. That is the childlike innocence of adults, not the childlike innocence of children performed in 1900. "

If he had said this before, he would probably have been beaten up.

But now, no one dared to question his judgment. At least, even if they were dissatisfied, they still kept silent.

Only a few people in the crowd, such as Irma Watson, showed disdain and dissatisfaction on their faces.

She was a loyal fan of "Pianist on the Sea," and in her eyes, the soundtrack of the film was a real master.

Although she didn't deny Mr. Black's talent, it was a little too arrogant for him to attack Brosnan and then Año.

However, Chen Guang paid no attention to the peculiar gazes and continued, "Although the story in 1900 was made up by the movie, can we understand it as a fictional world? The world that only appeared on the screen, can we view it as a real world?"

At this time, someone rushed to answer, "Mr. Blake, your words are very similar to the book written by the Huaxia Wright Chen that I read before. It's like what he said about the world school of performing arts!"

Chen Guang smiled and nodded. "Yes, I think so too. Alright, let's get back to our music. So, if the world of 1900 really existed, what would the real performance of "Come Back, Dad" performed by 1900 in his own world be like? Like what Año and Jedda acted out? Or is it like what Alessandro Barico, the author of the screenplay, wrote in his book? "

People were lost in thought. On the one hand, they were thinking about what Chen Guang had said and trying their best to guess the real appearance of "Come Back, Dad". On the other hand, they were trying to figure out Chen Guang's "World School of Performing Arts."

After all, the people here did not have much to do with the film. Except for Irma, they did not read "World School of Performing Arts."

Many people thought that it was a farce made by the Huaxia people. It was not called film art, but metaphysics. It could even be called philosophy, but it was not performing arts.

"Although 1900 adapted the clumsy music sung by a little boy, he himself was a very pure person. So, his music and his innocence should be like this."

When the music started again, the people's argument quickly stopped.

No matter whether they were convinced or not, they still had to listen to it.

About a few minutes later, Chen Guang's fingers gradually stopped.

People felt very complicated, and they did not know how to describe it.

Although Chen Guang's performance couldn't be considered beautiful, no one would agree to it if they were to say that it was bad.

It was unique, weird, and strange, which made people feel that it was good but not good at the same time. They felt that the music was full of flaws. However, when they thought about it after it was played, they felt that it was natural, as if it was supposed to be like this.

In the end, it was Brosnan who summed up the confusion in everyone's mind. "Mr. Blake, although I don't quite understand it, I always feel that this seems to be what 1900 should be like, if that world really exists."

Everyone suddenly understood.

"That's right!"

"That's right!"

"Thank you, the great Mr. Blake!"

Chen Guang stood up and slightly pressed his hand down. "For us, the world of 1900 is fictional, but for him, his world certainly exists! It could even be said that in every novel, every character in every story, they all had a real world that existed! In that case, this song is indeed real, and it should be so! "

As soon as he finished his words, the cafe suddenly burst into thunderous applause. People cheered and screamed.

Hiding in the crowd, Irma looked at the "blind man" in sunglasses.

She did not know how to describe her feelings at the moment. She really did not want to admit that this man's work was better than Aenio's and Jida's, but it had become a fact that could not be refuted.

Irma had never thought that artistic achievements could be quantified so easily.

The gap between good and better was so vivid and vivid in reality that it was almost within reach.

She was very confused, but it did not affect her admiration for this Mr. Blake.

She even knew that the name Blake must be an alias. Maybe because he knew that he was blind and felt that his world was dark, so when people asked him for his name, he would casually say Blake.

If Chen Guang knew what Irma was thinking, he would probably laugh.

"It's really not that deep. You think I'm blind because my acting is too good. In fact, it's because my name is Wright Chen. I don't want you to associate me with Wright Chen, so I specifically used an antonym.

Wright represents the light, and Blake represents the darkness. "

"Mr. Blake, I don't have the courage to continue playing the next few songs. How about you finish the performance?"

Brosnan, after a brief hesitation, did not sit on the stool after Chen Guang. Instead, he spoke humbly.

Chen Guang did not stand on ceremony with him. He could not go to the castle villa even if he continued to stay here. He just wanted to quickly show off and leave.

He would go back at night and change into his night clothes … Ahem …

"A song called 'the crave' for all of you. This is' the crave 'by Jeremy Morton."

A few minutes later, everyone was crying their hearts out.

Chen Guang did not give the crowd time to breathe. He said again, "This is' the crave 'by 1900."

His performance was not perfect, but it was terrifying that he vividly and vividly displayed the state of 1900 after its emotions were affected. It even gave the audience the illusion that he was the 1900 sitting in front of the piano, and Brosnan standing behind him was the King of Jazz, Jeremiah Morton.

And we are the audience sitting in the third-class bar of the Virginian?

Chen Guang completely brought the audience into the world of 1900.

"Now, I'd like to present you the song 'Enduring Movement'!"

This time, Chen Guang did not jump to the position of Jeremiah Morton. Instead, he went straight to the last song of 1900.

When the storm-like notes suddenly stopped, the audience's faces were as cold as frost. It was as if they were standing on the side of the Virginian and had been hit hard by the sea storm.

They wiped their faces and found that their palms were wet with sweat.

They had not expected that they would sweat while listening to a piece of piano music.

The audience gradually came to their senses and focused their eyes on the piano on the stage. They were surprised to find that Mr. Blake, who should have been sitting there, had disappeared.

Where is he?

At this moment, Brosnan's body was trembling, and his hands were shaking. He took out a pack of Marlboros from his pocket and gently put the cigarette butt on the strings of the Mississippi Pearl. The flame lit up like stars.

Brosnan raised the butt of his cigarette. It burned very slowly, but it was beautiful.

There was no sound in the cafe. People seemed to be able to hear the rustling sound of the burning cigarette butt.

Brosnan's movements were just like 1900 in the movie, but no one thought he was 1900.

The real 1900, Mr. Blake, had left!

The hockey players sitting at the entrance of the cafe were the first to react. They rushed to the door, only to find that it was empty outside. Mr. Blake was nowhere to be seen.

People turned back to question the punk band members who had been sitting at the same table as Chen Guang.

What did these poor young people know?

They could not answer anything.

Others asked them what they had talked about with Mr. Blake.

Although they also admired Blake, they were still quite indignant about what had happened to them just now. Therefore, they exaggerated and described Chen Guang's arrogance and unreasonableness.

Unexpectedly, after the others heard it, they did not feel like they had a common enemy. Instead, they were all amazed.

"This is the character of a real great artist!"

"Handsome! So handsome! Even if he is blind, I want to have children with him! "

"The unruly great artist!"

"It's a pity that we couldn't get his phone number."

"Who do you think he could be?"

"God knows. I can't think of any possible identity."

"Blake is a fake name, right?"

"Yes, the night gave me black eyes, but I use them to find the light! This is what a Huaxia poet said. I think it's the best way to describe Mr. Blake. "

Irma was also in the crowd, but she did not say a word. A name popped up in her mind.

Although it seemed unbelievable, after all, everyone knew that the Huaxia Chen Guang was not blind.

That Mr. Blake could not have been pretending to be blind, whether it was the small movements he made when he walked or other aspects. Irma swore with her most professional actor's eyes.

But Blake's character and the Huaxia Chen Guang's character.

The same black hair, the same arrogance, and the same recognition of the world's performing arts!

Oh yes, the Huaxia Chen Guang's piano skills were also very scary.

The most important thing was the Huaxia Chen Guang's perfect acting skills!

These two people were probably the same person!

Irma thought so.

But we would never have thought that not only could he play the piano, but his artistic achievements were also so high.

If he did not act in movies, he would definitely become the greatest pianist in history!

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