Every note that flowed from Apache's hands deeply depicted this heartbreaking love tragedy, making many audiences burst into tears.
I have to say, it is not easy to move non-professionals so much.
But for someone as strict as Chu Jinghong, this performance still has some shortcomings: it’s not that the technical level is bad, but it is a bit narrow and single from an artistic perspective.
Whether it is the pursuit of illusory and aesthetic emotional expression or the way of telling a worldly love story, both are good when viewed individually; however, when they are combined together, the overall structure is slightly insufficient and appears a bit monotonous.
The sound of the piano quickly gathered in the air, as rapid and powerful as a galloping horse.
The emotion of being reckless and courageous for love flows from Apache's fingertips, and every melody is deeply engraved in the hearts of the audience.
His fingers were like a fast-moving storm, jumping across the black and white keys so fast that only afterimages could be seen.
This is a unique skill that can play thirteen keys in one second. It makes people marvel at the superb skills and also brings an indescribable emotional shock.
Just at this moment, Chu Jinghong, who had been watching calmly, nodded slightly, and a rare look of appreciation appeared on his face.
"Rare!" he whispered, his tone showing both admiration and a hint of self-identification.
Just as Chu Jinghong was immersed in the music, a sudden chill made his whole body tense up - an invisible but extremely sharp pressure was quietly approaching.
With years of experience, he quickly became aware of this unusual situation: such uneasy feelings have appeared many times recently, which seems to suggest that someone is planning something bad, and the power of the person behind the scenes cannot be underestimated.
After noticing the change in her friend's expression, Xia Yuqing asked with concern.
Trying to change the subject, Chu Jinghong replied easily, "I want to stand up and dance along."
However, Xia Yuqing was not easily convinced. Her brows were still slightly furrowed, and she was obviously lost in thought.
At the same time, dissatisfied with the other party's attitude, Lu Jingyi expressed her dissatisfaction without reservation: "Please listen to the music wholeheartedly. Even such a brilliant performance can't move you? Do you really think that arrogance and conceit can replace true talent?" Faced with provocation, Chu Jinghong sneered and retorted: "If the competition was determined solely by skill, even if I were blindfolded, I would still beat the person standing on the stage now."
Without any intention of backing down, Lu Jingyi responded, "Really? I think you should be more concerned about whether you're qualified to perform here. This place belongs to the truly top masters, not a place where just anyone can show off."
The verbal exchange between the two sides intensified, the intensity of the inner struggle no less intense than the musical feast currently unfolding. However, neither the arguments nor the hidden dangers shook Chu Jinghong's unwavering determination - only by continuously strengthening his own strength could he overcome all the challenges that were about to come.
As the performance gradually reaches its climax, a story about dignity and ability is slowly unfolding...
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