Pang Yu couldn't help but be dumbfounded when he saw this scene: Although it is still some distance away from the world record, for most top pianists, the skills displayed by this young talent are enough to make them feel ashamed.
He sighed in his heart that the young man in front of him not only had superb skills, but also possessed talent and perseverance beyond ordinary people.
Clang! Another, even more powerful blow.
At this moment, the movement of each piano key becomes extremely clear and powerful, like the rapid and dense raindrops in a storm, each drop hitting deep into the heart and making people's heart surge.
The audience sitting in the audience could no longer remain calm.
Their faces gradually showed unprecedented tension and excitement. Some people straightened their bodies unconsciously, and the objects in their hands were deformed due to their tight grip, for fear of missing this extraordinary moment that was about to come.
Such superb playing skills shocked the audience, and even their heartbeats seemed to be amplified.
Apache, a master who has been immersed in keyboard playing all his life, once achieved the feat of pressing fifteen keys in one second at his peak moment. However, no matter how hard he practiced or how hard he pursued, that glory could never be reproduced again.
A faint sound came from backstage. Hearing such a masterful performance, Apache's knees involuntarily weakened, and he almost fell to his knees. "This..." He sighed silently in his heart, a deep respect rising spontaneously.
"A true artist!" The same thought emerged in the audience's minds almost at the same time.
“It’s actually him!”
One of the audience members couldn't help but speak out loudly, revealing his surprise and admiration that was hard to conceal.
The others present could only use silence to express their complex emotions, a mixture of admiration and deep emotion.
From the moment the first note sounded, the performer's extraordinary talent was on display. Even a lifetime of study might not be enough to achieve such an unfathomable level of complexity and infinite variations in the vibrato.
Not to mention fully controlling the entire huge keyboard in a very short time and weaving together melodic combinations that sound like heavenly sounds.
Looking around the world, masters who can reach this level in the music industry are rare.
When an experienced artist was about to go forward to find out what was going on, a man in a black uniform blocked his way: Apache tried his best to persuade the man, "Please, I just want to see it with my own eyes..."
His words were filled with expectation and longing, but he was firmly rejected: "Not everyone will have the honor of seeing the face of that super being!"
At this moment, the air around seemed to freeze.
The image of the once powerful general is vivid. As time passes, his black hair turns white. The loneliness of the hero in his twilight years reaches the deepest part of every listener's soul through the melody, especially the image of the old general with tears in his eyes at the end, which deeply touches everyone.
Chu Jinghong ended the entire performance with this piece of music, leaving the audience's hearts firmly bound in this endless memory.
The previous moment, the battlefield was still immersed in the flash of swords and the roar of war drums, but now smoke was rising and the enemy was fleeing in panic.
In an instant, the scene changed dramatically and time passed quietly, like silent flowing water.
Those young warriors who once shed blood on the battlefield are now old men with gray hair. Returning to the place where they once fought, the surroundings feel both familiar and unfamiliar; the comrades who once shared life and death have long since scattered, leaving only silence and emptiness, and the unspeakable sadness in my heart becomes even more intense.
Faced with such emotional fluctuations, no words seem to be able to fully convey its depth.
Only a moving melody can penetrate the depths of the heart, touching every unspoken corner of emotion. Music is like a thread connecting the past and the present, awakening the audience's shared memories and sorrows.
As everyone was immersed in the emotion of the concert drawing to a close, Chu Jinghong demonstrated his extraordinary piano skills. His fingertips danced lightly and swiftly between the black and white keys. "Bang, bang, bang"—not only was the speed astonishing, but the technique was also extraordinary.
This kind of operation is simply incredible in the eyes of bystanders.
“This is actually…?!”
Someone in the crowd exclaimed in surprise. Even a top-tier performer would find it difficult to execute a precise combo in such a short time, but this young man, before everyone's eyes, had unreservedly demonstrated his prowess.
This kind of interpretation is enough to make many people re-examine his understanding of Apache's works - unless you experience it yourself, it is hard to believe that such a genius really exists in the world.
As the last clear and bright sound resounded throughout the hall, the entire piece of music reached its climax and then slowly subsided.
The unforgettable and beautiful melody seemed to turn into an invisible wind, lingering in the air, and unwilling to leave the hearts of every listener for a long time.
Finally, only after the last echo completely disappeared did people gradually wake up from this wonderful journey, followed by thunderous applause.
Even the usually calm and self-controlled Xia Yuqing couldn't help but join in the applause, and the usually gentle and quiet Lu Jingyi also joined in excitedly.
At this time, Chu Jinghong on the stage asked the audience with a smile: "After playing the ten pieces arranged by Teacher Apache today, the last piece is my own composition. What do you think of it?"
Compared to before, the response now was a resounding and affirmative: "Excellent!"
Chu Jinghong then bowed deeply to express his gratitude, and turned to look at Pang Yu beside him and asked, "Who played better?"
As soon as the words fell, a voice immediately shouted: "It's you!"
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