Professional pianists were well aware of the power of playing three. As for "Final Ghost Animal", it wasn't that well known, but those who were familiar with 2-D culture and frequented Bilibili's music section would know that this song wasn't meant to be played by a single person. It required at least six people to bring out the flavor of the song.
This guy said he was going to play two songs at the same time with one hand, and he even said he was going to play two songs at the same time. Are you an alien?
Pires, who was drinking water, spat out a mouthful of soda and spat it all over Mr. Ravin Holland's face.
However, Mr. Ravin Holland completely forgot to be angry and only screamed, "Crazy!"
The other four people screamed in unison, "Completely crazy!"
At this time, the audience in front of the live broadcast platform was the happiest, especially the 2D enthusiasts who were familiar with "Final Ghost Animal."
Many people had seen the computer simulation video of "Final Ghost Animal". Everyone knew that this was not a song that could be played by a single person. The dense notes that fell from the top to the bottom were like a torrential downpour. It made people's hair stand on end just by looking at it.
But what did this gentleman say?
He was going to play it with one hand!
You want to play three with one hand with the other?
Don't lie to me that I'm not well educated. It's completely impossible, okay?
You're bragging to the heavens, aren't you?
"The people of Zenith sent a congratulatory message. I feel a chill. The wind that Brother Omnipotent is blowing is making it hard for me to breathe."
"I don't care if you believe it or not, I don't believe it! As a die-hard fan of Brother Omnipotent, even I think he's acting cute. He's not an octopus. Does he have eight hands? "
"However, I've already put on the headphones. My Senhai HD800 is thirsting for it!"
"Are you a friend?"
"However, I've already lost my wife for this headphone."
"I don't believe it, I really don't believe it. I still find it hard to believe that he's playing 'Final Ghost Animal' with two hands. What's the principle of playing with one hand? Do you have a hundred fingers? What makes you think you can do it? "
"Didn't anyone think that playing two songs at the same time would be too brainless?"
"I know, but I can't do it with one hand!"
Chen Guang had suddenly raised the difficulty to such a degree, and it felt surreal to the point that everyone felt that it was unreal.
Many people racked their brains and couldn't understand how he was going to play 'Final Ghost Animal' and play three with one hand.
First of all, it was impossible for him to do it with his hands. Secondly, could you split your head into two and think of two extremely difficult songs at the same time?
Regardless of what others thought, Chen Guang went back into meditation after his speech. He sat on the stool expressionlessly like a stone Buddha, rubbing his fingers slightly.
It looked like he was boasting brainlessly, but in fact, he was quite serious. Otherwise, he wouldn't have closed his eyes to rest before the performance.
At the same time, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, another piano was pushed out from the backstage and slowly moved to the center of the stage.
This piano wasn't a "Nightingale", but an ordinary Steinway. But it didn't matter. Chen Guang didn't want to have a perfect artistic achievement. He just wanted to use such an indisputable and irrefutable double play to make everyone understand one thing.
In this world, there's absolutely no one who can play the piano as well as me!
I'm Chen Guang, the strongest in history!
Finally, when the second Steinway was placed beside Chen Guang, he slowly opened his eyes.
Regardless of whether people thought he was bragging, joking, or shooting his mouth off, all of a sudden, everyone in the National Museum of Art didn't know if they were hallucinating, but they felt that Chen Guang, who was sitting on the stage, had become a little different.
He was still sitting there motionless, but many people inexplicably felt that he seemed to have become taller.
The hearts of more than 50 million viewers around the world in front of the TV and computers tightened. On the screen was a close-up of Chen Guang's face. He slowly opened his eyes, as if lightning and thunder were flashing.
The huge National Museum of Art was also silent, and people even subconsciously held their breath.
Suddenly, Chen Guang opened his arms, like a roc spreading its wings, and put his hands on the two pianos at the same time.
"Huff, huff, huff …"
In the air, the first sound was Chen Guang's breathing. It was so heavy, like a bellows.
How was he going to play?
Not only the ordinary audience, but even the most professional piano artists were thinking about this question at this time. They really couldn't understand.
The next second, Chen Guang told everyone how he was going to play.
He still sat there without moving, and his body didn't even shake, but his voice sounded.
"Recording! Fake! I knew this kid wouldn't be so obedient! He didn't even move and there's a sound, if this isn't a fake, then what is? "
In the break room, Pires was so excited that he danced and jumped.
He had been depressed for the whole night, and he never thought that at this last moment, he would actually get the "real evidence" of his fake bullet. The heavy burden that was pressing on his heart suddenly disappeared.
"No, Pires, wait a minute. Watch again."
Ravin Horde was still looking at the TV expressionlessly and said so.
Pires was stunned, "What's wrong?"
The other three also looked at the TV with the same solemn expression, and no one paid attention to Pires.
With a heart full of suspicion, Pires returned his gaze to the TV screen. After a while, he hissed and gasped, "This … this is too unbelievable!"
Everyone's ears were still mixed with the two tunes of "Final Ghost Animal". It was undeniable that listening to this tune was not enjoyable at all. Instead, it only felt that it was an unbearable noise.
But at this moment, no one cared whether it was noise or not. It was because the scene that appeared on the TV was too strange.
His hands were gone!
Without any warning, inexplicably, they were gone!
Pires squinted his eyes, moved closer to the TV screen, and then rubbed his eyes hard to make sure that he did not see wrong.
"What's going on?"
On the screen, Chen Guang was still sitting in the same place expressionlessly, facing the camera. His body was as steady as a mountain, without the slightest movement.
But the parts below his shoulders were completely gone!
No, it couldn't be said that they were really gone. If one looked carefully, they could see a misty state.
Was it because his hands were moving so fast that the LCD TV with a FPS of 60 couldn't show it?
The more they thought about it, the more they felt that it was possible, especially when the camera zoomed in on "Nightingale"'s piano keys.
The reason was very simple. The piano keys in the camera were indeed moving up and down. Even if there were no hands and no one pressing them, they seemed to be moving by themselves.
If it weren't for the fact that Chen Guang was sitting there, the phantom representing his arm would appear in the camera from time to time. The scene looked a little strange, like a ghost movie.
The chaotic interlaced piano music from the TV speakers did not stop.
There was no doubt that although there was no reason, and no one knew what made him so terrifying, he did it.
This was already a fact that could not be denied.
As for his hands, they were clearly human hands. How could they display such terrifying athletic ability that was beyond the comprehension of ordinary people? That was something that scientists should care about, not us.
We were just a group of poor piano players who were scared to tears. We were human beings, but he was not human. He was a monster, an alien, a god!
So now there was only one question left. Was he playing the piano randomly, or was he really playing the piano well?
At this time, the disadvantages of the live TV were revealed. It was impossible to achieve stereo sound with two headphones and different sound sources.
Although they were all masters and had a pair of sharp ears, it was still too difficult to perfectly distinguish the two extremely difficult pieces of music in history from the dense sound of the zither.
Christina, the youngest of the group, suddenly had an idea. She took out her mobile phone, immediately downloaded a YouTube app, and watched the live TV in the background.
She took out her headphones and tried to listen. At first, she used both ears, then changed to a single headphone.
"How is it?" Pires asked.
Christina was silent and handed the left headphone to Pires. Pires listened for about ten seconds and also fell silent.
Lavin Holland took it again.
After a long time, the five people in the piano room were silent, and the atmosphere was unprecedentedly awkward.
They did not even have the courage to speak, nor were they interested in trying the "Final Ghost Animal" in the right headphone.
There was no need. It was not important.
They hadn't really heard of the "Final Ghost Beast" in the 2D culture. They only needed to know one thing, and that was that the three he played were perfect. That was enough.
After confirming that Chen Guang was playing with one hand, the five people once again confirmed that Chen Guang's intonation was also impeccable.
This simply destroyed their common sense.
In fact, even if Chen Guang's playing sound was slightly flawed, they already felt that it was acceptable. After all, he was playing with one hand!
But the result was that there was no flaw, not even the slightest bit. Maybe there was a little, but it was difficult to distinguish with the human ear. Perhaps a professional computer analysis could find the flaw.
But this was not important, really not important.
He was playing with one hand!
The few of them could roughly imagine how terrifying Chen Guang was. He might have achieved the effect of playing with one hand by swinging both hands crazily and then tapping the keys with his fingertips. This way, the keys that should have been hit with both hands at the same time would inevitably have a gap in time, but because his swinging speed was too fast, it was impossible to be heard by the human ear.
"Oh! God, I don't know how to describe my feelings at this time. I'm really, really confused. "
Lavin Holland said what was on everyone's mind, but the result was as good as not saying anything.
Finally, the sound of the piano gradually came to an end. Chen Guang, who was sitting motionless in his chair, suddenly grabbed a wooden stick from the ground and placed it on Steinway. All of Steinway's keys sounded at the same time. From the beginning of his performance until now, someone could finally see his right hand clearly.
His left hand was still playing on "Nightingale".
Those who were familiar with "The Final Ghost Animal" would know that this song about the Prime Minister being a ghost animal would have such a super crazy full sound at the end.
The people in front of the TV and computer who were listening to Pull Three and "The Final Ghost Animal" intermittently through the dual sound sources had already begun to celebrate. "The Final Ghost Animal" had succeeded, and only Pull Three was left.
Finally, after another three minutes, when the last note of Pull Three stopped, Chen Guang stood up and greeted the audience below the stage.
The entire art gallery was filled with thunderous applause.
Chen Guang linked his mind with the Heavenly Holy Grail and looked down. As far as the eye could see, there were indeed threads of faith value.
Although many people on the stage were originally fans of his other skills, and some people simply worshipped him as a person, after displaying a new skill, the same person could also provide him with two or more types of faith value.
Many people's faith value threads were becoming thicker at a speed visible to the naked eye, especially the one-third of people who knew how to play the piano.
In addition, countless faith value was also pouring in from all over the world. Although the piano was a niche subject, there were as many as 50 million people in the audience, so there were bound to be some who knew how to play the piano.
The faith value from the Heavenly Holy Grail started from 4,000 and was increasing at an extremely fast speed. It quickly broke through 10,000, then 20,000, and finally this crazy increase finally slowed down at 25,000.
However, Chen Guang was not anxious at all. He had just finished playing, and the analysis of the professionals had not caught up yet. When the professional analysis was out, those who did not know how to play the piano would naturally understand how amazing it was.
As for whether the analysis of the professionals in the wild would be slow, Chen Guang was not worried at all. Even if there were no wild ones, there were domestic ones.
What was the purpose of such a large company like Tianguang Economics?
Soldiers were trained for a thousand days to be used in a single day. Wasn't this the time to do so?
Just as Chen Guang had planned, at this time, Tianguang Brokerage had already begun to work frantically.
There were those who wrote the script, those who did the technical analysis, those who contacted the media and online media were also frantically making phone calls everywhere. The huge Tianguang Brokerage was all ready for battle.
Ravin Horde and the others had changed their minds. There was no longer a need for the five of them to go up and say anything. With this final move, in terms of piano performance skills, Chen Guang's level could no longer be questioned by anyone.
He was simply born to beat people up!
Bamboo and YouTube platforms were spamming crazily with gifts and bullet comments for the time being. Tomato TV's ratings also officially broke the threshold of 5% at the last moment. This once again proved one thing. No matter what program Chen Guang wanted to do, no matter if it was a spur of the moment idea or not, as long as he did it, he would be the living signboard of the ratings!
At this time, many of the satellite TV leaders who had worked with Chen Guang before were regretting their decision. When they first heard that Chen Guang was going to do a piano concert, they thought that he had too much money and had nowhere to spend it. Because the preparation time was too short, and the piano was not a popular art, they did not have much confidence in him and his program, so they were not very enthusiastic about it.
In the end, Tomato TV picked up a big bargain and bought a magnificent night of 5% ratings with a few million.
The ones who regretted the most were probably the leaders of Central TV. For example, the program director Old Wang, who had dealt with Chen Guang because of Guinness, and the deputy station head behind him, Liu Dabao.
No, they had to quickly write this bloody lesson in their memo. No matter what he wanted to do in the future, they must try their best to get the live broadcast rights!
"How did you do it?"
As the host, Jiang Yage and Jin Shiyue surrounded Chen Guang backstage and looked him up and down. Jiang Yage even scratched his face to see if he was an alien in human skin.
"Alright, alright, stop fooling around. That's nothing. I can still play with my feet next time. "
Chen Guang was also very proud of himself and started to brag.
Jiang Yage did not care about what he was bragging about. She just smiled and squinted her eyes. "No matter how you look at it, I worship you to death! Come, give me a kiss! "
As she said that, she suddenly moved her mouth forward and gave Chen Guang a fierce kiss on his cheek in front of many people backstage!
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