As the man's bow was struck, it seemed as if it was equipped with a sharp and powerful blade, and in an instant a long tremolo was dragged out.
At the same time, it also moved the hearts of all the audience to tremble! "Perfect!!"
Yao Han stood up, opened his hands, and opened his mouth wide, revealing an extremely intoxicated look - this was the exaggerated expression Yao Han would show whenever he saw a stage that satisfied him.
"Masterpiece, this is a masterpiece! Isaac!!"
Yao Han shouted excitedly. He crumpled the Coke cup into a ball, and the veins on his hands bulged.
"(Impeccable technique. Pitch is precise to the millimeter, and the rhythm is as steady as an atomic clock. The bowing is clean and sharp, without a trace of noise or glissando. The dynamic changes are strictly executed according to the preset values, and sound like perfect mechanical reproduction.)"
In an instant, Connor's heart began to surge.
Do you want to turn the art of music into a sheer show of skill? You are indeed the one, Mr. Isaac!
"(The name of the song is "Blinding Lights", which was specially composed by Mr. Yubai Nishikawa for Mr. Isaac!)"
"(Is the purpose... to allow him to fully demonstrate his expertise and present a perfect performance as if it had been calculated by a computer?)" Perez said excitedly.
It is impossible for anyone to complete such a great performance without any emotional expression and relying solely on extreme control.
This is a setting that can only be accomplished in comics, film and television dramas.
In reality, it is impossible! A mistake in the strength of the fingertips, a moment of distraction when accidentally looking at the judges, a moment of depression due to nervousness. These are real and will definitely affect the various possibilities of the performer.
The so-called "ultimate control" is nothing more than a beautiful fantasy. It is impossible to play the same piece of music 100 times with perfect accuracy. There will definitely be various deviations.
but,
Isaac did it!
He really seemed to be solving a math problem with ease. With 100% perfection in all aspects, he presented a performance that was so perfect that it brought joy to both the body and mind!
"This is simply not a fucking human being!!"
Zhang Dong cursed loudly in the live broadcast room,
"Is this a human being? Doesn't he have emotions? With such talent, why doesn't he become a scientist and contribute to solving the world's mathematical problems? Why does he become a cellist?"
Zhang Dong's defense was really broken.
He had thought that Isaac might be very strong, probably to the level of being able to fight Gan Yanyu to a close match, and the two would definitely compete in the "Cole Cup", a large-scale exam.
Unexpectedly, Isaac's performance was more like a reference answer! Everything about it was impeccable.
Even the emotions in the music are the "precise calculation" of everything.
Have you ever seen someone compete with the reference answers to see who does better in the test?
The last person with such a perverted talent was named Nanali.
But no matter how talented Nanali is, she still has weaknesses.
The most terrifying thing about Isaac now is that he is like a pentagonal warrior with no weaknesses!
You say that his playing is all about technique and no emotion, but when his music reaches its peak, all emotions will be conveyed through the music.
"Don't even care about your f*cking shame!"
Zhang Dong started swearing again and received a serious warning from the housing manager.
Seeing this scene, even the viewers in the live broadcast room couldn't help but comfort him with sympathy:
[Forget it, Brother Dong! ]
[It is normal that the body structure of white pigs is different from that of ordinary people. Believe in Brother Moonlight and Cat-chan! ]
【No need to be angry!】
"Teacher Gan."
"Teacher Gan?"
In the lounge, Lin Tian called Gan Yanyu twice in succession, and the girl quickly turned her head.
"ah?"
"Are you looking stupid?"
“He’s really amazing.”
Gan Yanyu said frankly.
"really."
Lin Tian, who had been encouraging Gan Yanyu to speak out since the preliminary round, had to admit it at this moment.
Now, it seems that Isaac did restrain himself in the second stage.
He played a very steady song without much offensive intention. But even so, he won the first place in the second stage.
Just by restraining his performance, he has reached this level. Now in the finals, he has reached the true level of Isaac.
"exaggerate."
Even Lin Tian couldn't help but sigh.
Isaac's playing style is a bit like the "Bach: Prelude in C Major" written by Lin Tian.
It also breaks down "music" into mathematical formulas and strives to achieve 100% perfect musical aesthetics.
The only difference is that Lin Tian was the composer while Isaac was the performer.
In composing music, because of his extremely high tolerance rate, Lin Tian is still able to use various means to make the music score perfect, relying on his top talent.
In terms of performance, especially on this kind of impromptu performance stage, being able to achieve this style of performance is different, and it requires pure talent.
For the first time, Isaac exposed such a blatant "talent gap" to the public.
This kind of talent can be seen and touched by everyone, so the sensory stimulation is much greater.
Lin Tian has a headache now.
After all, he was just an accompaniment, and his mission was completed the moment he finished the Requiem.
Everything depends on Gan Yanyu.
Facing a monster like Isaac, Lin Tian had no choice. The only thing he could do was to believe in Gan Yanyu! "But Lin Tian, don't you think it's strange?"
Suddenly, Gan Yanyu, who had been staring at the big screen, tilted her head and asked, "How can a person, who is made of flesh and not a machine, put aside all emotions and perform like this?"
Gan Yanyu looked at Lin Tian.
“I think this is impossible!”
"But he really did it!" Lin Tian spread his hands and said helplessly.
Yes, Lin Tian also wanted to complain.
How could such a humanoid self-propelled machine really exist in this real world? How could someone be so perfect!
However, the performance before their eyes was so real and appeared right in front of them.
No matter how reluctant you are to admit it, this is the fact.
Could it be that Isaac, that stinky boy, had tied up a system like himself? Lin Tian couldn't help but complain in his heart.
——Are you stunned? Miss Gan Yanyu.
now,
Isaac was still pulling the bow.
Everything about him was just as it was when he first started playing, whether it was his posture or his state. No matter what he was thinking in his heart, his hands were still able to follow the rules and play. Everything was just right.
The sound of the cello itself is warm and resonant.
And with Isaac's extremely controlled playing style, it sounds unusually clear, clean, and even a little "cold."
“.”
Such heart-warming music echoed in the golden hall.
Gradually, Isaac's state of mind, which was radical at the beginning, slowly calmed down.
——See clearly.
This is the art that can truly be called a "masterpiece"!
Art is calculation, precision engineering in the service of "progress".
But it is not necessary to use such dangerous performance drive!
There is no point in doing this. Do you really think that what you do is valuable?
Isaac's pupils trembled when he thought of this.
His father's face flashed across his mind for a moment.
As Isaac plays the note combination that leads to the second climax of "Blinding Lights".
It's like a DNA reaction that's engraved in the blood.
The man's fingers holding the bow tightened ever so slightly, and an elusive fluctuation seemed to pass across his eyes.
Gan Yanyu caught this subtle change instantly.
"Changed?"
"What has changed?"
"Le Feng."
"Ah? Really?"
Lin Tian was a little confused and didn't understand what Gan Yanyu was talking about.
"Very small."
Gan Yanyu said, "But I heard it."
at the same time,
Steven, who was sitting on the judges' panel, was also slightly moved, with a hint of barely perceptible regret flashing in his eyes.
On the stage, after that moment of tension, Isaac's performance quickly returned to normal, still flawless and without any problems.
But at this moment, Gan Yanyu's expression seemed somewhat relieved.
"What's wrong?"
Seeing Gan Yanyu's expression, Lin Tian found it a little funny.
Why does he look like he has suddenly "seen the enemy's weakness"?
"nothing."
Gan Yanyu shook his head and said, "I just suddenly realized that he is just an ordinary person."
“.”
Lin Tian stared at Gan Yanyu blankly.
"Does this mark me as a weakling?"
"What's the meaning?"
"No, it's okay. I believe you."
Lin Tian patted Gan Yanyu's shoulder and he also showed a relieved expression.
At this moment, he knew all too well the look in the girl's eyes.
That's the look of confidence, of someone who can do anything.
This is the aura that Gan Yanyu has been emitting since she stepped into Vienna. The last note ended cleanly and neatly, like a circuit being cut off.
Isaac put down the bow and placed his hands steadily on his knees.
The performance is over.
Everyone was either stunned or had eyes full of heat.
Isaac stood up and nodded slightly to the audience, his movements as standard as a textbook on etiquette.
Even thanks.
Isaac also performed them perfectly like a machine, as if he had rehearsed them thousands of times in his mind. And every time, every time, he performed exactly like this.
With this bow of Isaac.
What was taken away was also the spirit of countless cellists at the scene.
"(Incredible control)"
Connor sighed.
"(I'm afraid I'll never be able to play with such precision)"
"(I feel really convinced after losing to such an opponent.)" There was no temper in Perez's tone at all.
During the performance just now, everyone was no longer watching from the perspective of an opponent, but rather a learning and observation session. People like Perez almost watched the entire performance with swear words.
Isaac's performance was like a long-planned nuclear explosion, and the entire Cole Cup seemed to be a foreshadowing of his performance.
At the same time, he also taught everyone a lesson -
How should pop music be performed?
In Isaac's bow.
There was prolonged applause from the entire audience.
Many judges also smiled sincerely and applauded.
However, Steven, like in any previous performance, remained silent and expressionless. After the other judges applauded, he also clapped symbolically.
"(You are so pretentious, Mr. Steven.)"
"(It seems that Mr. Steven just doesn't like to laugh. Isaac's performance is so beautiful, it's impossible for him not to be moved!)"
"(It's understandable. After all, he's in his eighties. It's normal for such a great senior to be arrogant when he's in charge of a competition full of young people!)"
The audience discussed it privately, and the feeling became even stronger after seeing Steven's expression on the big screen.
At the same time, everyone became more curious and speculative about Teacher Steven.
——A performance that was about to win the championship of this competition, but you didn’t show any expression?
What kind of performance can move you? The master is the master, and it is really hard to guess! In any case, these off-stage events are just minor episodes.
Isaac took a last look at the Golden Hall, looking around this magnificent place that had once hosted countless great musicians.
Get this championship.
I have collected all four of the highest honors for the cello.
By this time, father, I can finally prove that I am right, right? "(Isaac Meck, final score——)"
The host's voice sounded on the radio, "(It will be revealed after the finals!)"
As soon as these words were spoken, the entire audience and the cellists backstage were in an uproar.
"(Hidden. Hidden.)"
Connor muttered as his pupils dilated.
“(The first player to hide his score has appeared!)”
At this moment, Brian leaned back in his chair with an unwilling expression.
Meanwhile, a group of cellists were discussing excitedly.
"(The highest score before was Bryan's 97.84 points. This score has been made public, which proves that Isaac's score is even higher than this! It is likely to be over 98 points!!)"
“(Oh my god! 98 points in the finals, that’s terrible!)”
"(Ah! As expected, the Kerr Cup championship will be won by Mr. Isaac!!)"
“(Ah! No doubt about it, but I accept it! It’s worth the trip to be able to compete on the same stage with a cellist like Mr. Isaac!)”
The lounge became completely lively.
In everyone's eyes, the result is almost certain and there will be no suspense.
The remaining players were just playing garbage time.
Therefore, the lounge is now filled with an atmosphere of the end of a show.
But... Connor took a deep breath and looked at a corner of the lounge.
Although the result is already determined.
But no matter what, I want to see their performance with my own eyes.
"(The next contestant is Gan Yanyu!)" (End of this chapter)
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