Chapter 342 The Most Morbid Performance (Additional Update) (Monthly Ticket Request)

The significance of the Longqin Cup is far more than just the ceiling of cello in China.

Over the past century, many well-known musicians from home and abroad have performed on this stage. Among them, there are many great musicians who have gone down in history and left great significance for future generations.

This is why the Longqin Cup has become a palace in the hearts of musicians.

In such a temple.

Every performance you give also gives new meaning to this stage.

It is even possible that it will be recorded forever and passed down to future generations in the form of a videotape.

So, on a stage like this.

There is no need for any complicated rules from the organizer to deliberately restrict the contestants.

The accumulation of the past hundred years and the traces left by countless musicians are themselves the most powerful "rules", disciplining every performer who steps onto this stage. But it so happens that such a pianist would appear.

Nunnally was a little curious.

What kind of cellist would be so unscrupulous? Even if he really couldn't afford good clothes, as a cellist, as a cellist who could get here.

He should have some respect for the Longqin Cup, right? It's not a question of whether he has the conditions to wear it, because he didn't even wash his hair! He didn't take this "rule" seriously at all!

Nunnally recalled the moment when she bumped into the man in the hallway.

Maybe he's a psychopath?

Nunnally thought so.

Anyway, these musicians are generally a little sick.

Bai Junze sat down in the seat in the center of the stage.

Off the stage, except for a few judges who cast curious glances, most of the other judges had unhappy expressions on their faces.

After all, most of the judges here are from the older generation. They either work in music conservatories or are still working on the front lines of performances and are highly respected by people.

I really don't like seeing people dressed in such an unruly manner.

Just at this first glance, I silently put a "cross" on it in my heart.

One even has to doubt the judging system of the Han River Province competition. How could such a person win the championship?

“.”

Bai Junze didn't care about these looks at all. He just smiled politely at the judges.

The moment the stage went dark, Bai Junze's cello case stood upright under the spotlight like a coffin.

This made the audience notice his shabby guitar case covered with stickers.

[What the hell are my bathhouse tickets? Who in their right mind would stick this stuff on their guitar case? ]

[This is a real battle-damaged version. I can’t imagine how much suffering this cello has gone through]

[No, help me, I really feel like the whole atmosphere on the stage is wrong as soon as he comes on stage! ]

At this time, the barrage slowly floated by.

At this time when someone was most needed to control the situation, the commentators Zhuye and Fengye remained silent, which was unusual.

This is something I've never seen before! I've been commentating on professional cello competitions for so long, but I've never seen anything like this!

Zhuye was so annoyed that he could only utter one sentence after holding it in for a long time: "It seems that Teacher Bai Junze must be a very nostalgic person."

Fengye next to him couldn't hold it in and almost laughed out loud.

High EQ: Nostalgia.

Low emotional intelligence: I am reluctant to replace my old phone even though it is almost worn out.

Even if you go on stage, you should have a good piano! At this time, the question now lies before the two commentators.

It’s not about how good this man is at playing the piano! It’s about whether this man can play the piano without any mistakes!

If it weren't for the fact that the information on this person shown in the profile was indeed that he was the champion of Han River Province, and his facial features in the photo were vaguely recognizable.

I really wonder if there is a mentally ill person coming here to impersonate me.

The whole audience was silent.

Bai Junze opened his violin case and took out the cello.

Three bicycle spokes were welded to the neck of the cello, and the body of the cello was wrapped with colorful LED wires, like a disemboweled mechanical octopus.

Lin Tian was stunned when he saw this. After not seeing him for a few days, his cello had been modified.

Can you DIY a cello? ? "Dong Dong Dong——"

As Bai Junze's shoes stepped on the wooden floor of the stage, they made rhythmic tapping sounds.

The man raised the patinated bow and plucked the strings! "."

The old professor on the judges' panel had just picked up his thermos when the first note caused the score sheet to get wet.

“Is this Rambo Rhapsody??”

The reason why I expressed it in a question is because the atmosphere is not right, right?! The original song should have been full of high emotions, but after the man's piano sound came out, it was filled with a mysterious and gloomy atmosphere.

His pitch was always unbalanced, constantly rising and falling slightly in the bass range, giving the audience a great sense of unease.

With the unique timbre of the cello, the atmosphere was so eerie that the entire stage seemed to have turned into a murder scene.

In the audience, a child was so frightened that he started screaming, and was immediately held down by the parent next to him.

Not to mention the children, even the adults are scared!! "What the hell is going on?!"

Fengye finally couldn't help but complain.

In the lounge.

Gan Yanyu stared at the performance on the screen in a daze.

The girl also opened her mouth slightly, looking surprised.

Lin Tian thought that she, who had a strong ability of empathy, was also frightened, and was walking over to comfort her.

Gan Yanyu looked straight ahead and spoke slowly: "Use a large range of slow vibrato, apply irregular pressure when the fingertips touch the strings, and produce a fluctuating feeling similar to sobbing."

“Using the diatonic scale to build the melody, with the sharp dissonance of the diminished seventh chord.”

“The contact point between the bow hair and the string is controlled within 3cm of the bridge, and unstable heavy pressure is applied to make the string vibrate to the point of breaking.”

"He also used the back of his left ring fingernail to quickly scrape across the high position of the D string to simulate the sound of bone friction."

“Amazing!”

After Gan Yanyu finished summarizing, he murmured,

“These operations are not difficult in theory, but it is definitely not easy to perform well and use them in competitions.”

Lin Tian was also stunned and looked towards the stage.

Looking at Bai Junze on the stage, with a smile on his face, he was completely immersed in his performance.

I have to say, this music is really gloomy, even Lin Tian felt a little physically uncomfortable.

But this just shows how superior Bai Junze's piano skills are and how highly he can appeal to others' emotions.

His development of the cello seems to have reached such a "showy" level! What a terrifying opponent.

After seeing Bai Xi’s performance at the Star Cup for the first time, Lin Tianzhen hadn’t felt such a huge sense of oppression from any pianist for a long time.

The other side.

Nanali, who is also a pianist, is also in a daze at this moment.

"This is amazing. I definitely won't be able to learn this technique without a year."

Why? Why do you want to perform this kind of performance on the Longqin Cup?

In the commentary booth.

After listening for a long time, Zhuye and Fengye finally came to their senses.

"Teacher Bai Junze used the whole tone scale and diminished seventh chords, and the strange bowing technique of his right hand to add this eerie feeling to the music!"

Zhuye explained, "This technique sounds easy, but it's actually not easy at all."

"Yes."

Fengye nodded and added, "To translate it, it means using some scales and finger techniques to create a weird atmosphere for everyone."

Most people, including ordinary pianists, don't really study this thing.

What a clever trick!

"It makes good use of the characteristics of the cello," Fengye said.

"Bang!!"

Sudden,

A sharp noise was heard.

Fengye was stunned. He frowned and looked towards the stage.

Bai Junze suddenly stood up and began to tear the strings of the guitar with his bare hands.

Every pull, combined with the effects, generates a metallic collision sound, like the industrial noise of a scrapyard demolition.

He was plucking the strings with his hands ahhhhhhh!!! Fengye was completely numb.

At this moment, not only the commentator, but also the judges and the audience were stunned.

[I'm impressed, hahahaha. This really makes good use of the characteristics of the cello! ]

[That's great. I just finished talking about how to use the technique and now I'm giving you a physical thriller.]

[This technique is really advanced! I think I can learn it! ]

However, this is not the end.

Then, Bai Junze suddenly raised his head and slammed his forehead against the body of the piano.

With a "bang!"

The row of LED lights next to the cello lit up. It lit up. It really lit up!!

It emits colorful lights!

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All of a sudden, the dim center of the stage was illuminated. Bai Junze's bow moved faster and faster, the performance became better and better, and the music reached its climax.

Netizens couldn't hold back any longer:

[Fuck, fuck, what on earth did I see? ? ]

[This person’s brain is really a little sick, hahahaha! ]

[No, I thought that LED line was a decoration. Can it really light up?! ]

【Hurry up and turn our cello music into rock music! 】

【.】

[You know what. He has played with it so much, but the song is still intact.]

In fact, more people, after seeing Bai Junze's neurotic operation, were frightened for a short time, but then they calmed down, and were filled with amazement!

No matter if it was just plucking the strings.

Or just hit the guitar with your head.

All these sounds are perfectly integrated into this rhapsody.

The music is almost always connected at the right place. And what's even more jaw-dropping is that.

The noises he made.

On a practical level, it really gave everyone a shock.

This frightened emotion actually increased the audience's sense of involvement, making them more immersed in the music.

"Genius, what a musical genius!"

Maple Leaf exclaimed in admiration.

After the shock just now, he is now completely conquered by Bai Junze's music!

This man exudes unconventional wildness in both his clothes and the instruments he plays.

It's amazing that they can play such a wild song to this extent! "This feeling is completely opposite to the first song "Flying Goose"."

Yes.

Two extremely opposite feelings.

now,

Sitting alone in the backstage lounge, Nanali just stared blankly at Bai Junze on the big screen.

She didn't understand, she really didn't understand.

Why does Bai Junze perform like this on stage?

Indeed, it was a thrilling display of skill.

Indeed, if we exclude his messy looks and inexplicable movements, the performance of the music itself is impeccable.

But this is totally a thankless task! It is almost predictable.

Even though Bai Junze performed such a superb performance.

His ratings are bound to be polarized.

There will definitely be judges who can't stand his actions and give lower scores.

Obviously he has such strength and ability to express music.

Why can't you be more restrained?

Musicians of all generations have established such rules on this stage, being a little more restrained.

No one is an exception on this stage.

Playing within the rules will also show your ability and will definitely help you advance in the competition.

But, I have to be rebellious like this."

Nanali slowly raised her head and looked at Bai Junze.

She remembered what the man had said to her in the corridor just now.

"House cat?"

"wildcat?"

Unconsciously, Nanali bit her lips and her eyes became moist.

She really envied him! She also wanted to be like Bai Junze, not caring about anything and expressing her passion on the stage, which might seem "crazy" to others.

But she couldn't do it! Nunnally's family, her mother, her promise, all of them were like shackles that bound her tightly.

She couldn't be like Bai Junze. The two of them were not from the same world at all. "Bang——"

Just then,

The door to the lounge was pushed open.

Nunnally immediately turned her head in alertness.

I saw a man in a suit standing at the door, with his arms folded across his chest, looking at the girl with a half-smile.

"I remember you, are you that Yao..." Nanali whispered.

"Teacher Nunnally, long time no see."

Yao Han walked forward and turned his gaze to the big screen.

“.”

At the same time, on the other side.

Lin Tian and Gan Yanyu were still watching the performance on the big screen.

The door at the back was also pushed open after the "dong dong dong" knocks.

The two turned their heads and saw He Zhichen walking in, holding his forehead.

"Teacher Lin Tian, ​​I finally found it."

He Zhichen said breathlessly, holding a tablet in his hand.

"What did you find out?"

"Bai Junze's background!"

“.”

Lin Tian glanced at He Zhichen, then glanced at Bai Junze who was performing on the screen.

For a moment, he was a little nervous.

What is the important background that made He Zhichen rush over to tell me?

"Bai Junze is the biological son of Bai Jie, the richest man in Hanjiang. His family is a real estate developer."

"ah?"

Lin Tian was stunned.

The son of the richest man? Him? "That's right."

"Listen to me, Teacher Lin Tian."

He Zhichen said again,

"Ten years ago, Bai Junze severed ties with his family. Probably because of his dream of becoming a musician, he ran away from home and drifted to Beijing for many years."

"During this period, he made a lot of money through competitions and performances, but every time he made money, he would spend it all in a short time and then continue his wandering life - he seemed to like the feeling of sleeping on the streets."

He Zhichen said seriously, and then made a judgment.

"It's confirmed. This person definitely has mental problems."

(End of this chapter)