Chapter 294 (Final Chapter)
Thirty minutes have passed.
The song ended.
No one spoke.
Zhou Tianyi slowly opened his eyes.
Others are immersed in their music, and so is he.
They are even more dedicated than others.
Only by personally experiencing the cultural essence can one create such a great work.
No one in the audience opened their eyes.
A quiet meeting room.
The crowd was quiet.
A calm live stream room.
Zhou Tianyi stared at everything before him without saying a word.
After an unknown amount of time, someone finally came to their senses.
It's that Beijia.
Bejia opened her eyes, a rare look of surprise in them.
Full of praise.
This young man gave himself a huge surprise.
After listening to the music, he felt as if he had seen a completely new path.
This is a path completely different from what I have learned before; it is a path that never ends.
Clap clap clap.
He clapped.
The applause jolted everyone awake.
Beja stood up to show her respect.
The others finally came to their senses and looked around blankly.
A moment later, everyone quickly realized what was happening.
Then came thunderous applause.
The entire audience stood up.
They were completely captivated by Zhou Tianyi's music.
"No, impossible, absolutely impossible..."
Just then, Zhou Tianyi, who was receiving applause from the crowd, suddenly heard a hysterical roar coming from the well.
He stood there, frozen in place.
His eyes were filled with madness.
He didn't believe it.
I can't believe that such an excellent work was created by Zhou Tianyi, and I can't believe that such an excellent work was created by a Chinese person.
Upon hearing this, Zhou Tian ignored the other person's words. In everyone's eyes, Jing Bian was now a clown.
No, he's not even as good as a clown.
He had lost his mind, and the musicians around him all distanced themselves from him.
Even Japanese musicians are no exception.
This piece of music shattered more than just the pride of those by the well.
It completely shattered his musical philosophy.
In short, his resolve to follow the Tao has been broken.
Fortunately, the situation at the well was not out of control.
He just sat there blankly, repeating his own words over and over.
Public attention then shifted away from him, but not from the media.
They didn't understand music, but they could tell from the expression on the person by the well that they had clearly been subjected to some great shock.
Who provoked him?
Of course, it's not Zhou Tianyi.
That must be the music Zhou Tianyi just played.
As a journalist, I have the ability to make this judgment.
So, it seems the other person was stimulated by Zhou Tianyi's music, which is why they became like this.
That music must be incredibly powerful.
How amazing must Zhou Tianyi be?
A single song actually drove Jingbian insane.
Yes, to all the reporters, at that moment, Jingbian was no different from a madman.
That's what shocked them, because they never imagined that a piece of music could have such powerful magic.
The viewers in the live stream were completely dumbfounded.
The barrage of comments scrolled wildly, and every word expressed admiration for Zhou Tianyi.
These comments, flowing like a long river, truly exemplify the old saying:
My admiration for you is like the Yellow River overflowing its banks, unstoppable, and like the endless flow of the Yangtze River…
What is the name of this piece of music?
The applause lasted for a long time, but it stopped abruptly when Beja spoke.
After listening, Zhou Tian paused for a moment and said, "This piece is called 'Ode to Our Ancestors' Sequence One: Baccarat."
A hymn to our ancestors.
Sequence one.
Baccarat.
"Beijia muttered to herself."
Suddenly.
He abruptly raised his head, his eyes flashing with a captivating light, and asked, "You mean, there are other sequences?"
Zhou Tianyi nodded.
His nod immediately caused everyone to gasp in surprise.
The first sequence alone has inspired many musicians to look up to it with awe; how magnificent and dazzling must the other sequences be?
No one knew, yet they made no attempt to conceal their admiration for Zhou Tianyi.
"Could you tell me, is there any more music coming up?"
Beja took a deep breath, and even as someone at the pinnacle of the world's music scene, he couldn't help but feel a sense of awe.
I haven't felt this way in so many years.
Even after listening to the piece, he couldn't help but feel a sense of reverence.
To worship Zhou Tianyi?
Or should we worship this piece of music?
He didn't know it, but it shocked him immensely.
You should know that his skill level is top-notch, even on a global scale.
He is proficient in all kinds of Western musical instruments and plays each one with unparalleled skill.
He has created countless classic pieces, but when faced with Zhou Tianyi, a complete novice, he felt a sense of shame.
This is not shame for Zhou Tianyi, but shame for music.
He never imagined that so many excellent musical instruments were hidden in the far East.
Almost every one of them was no worse than the instrument he had learned, and some even surpassed it.
What's even more shameful is that he only realized this now, in his twilight years—what a regret!
Zhou Tianyi, of course, had no idea what Bei Jia was thinking. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Currently, there are only two sequences. One is Baccarat, which is based on the history of the Hundred Families of the Celestial Empire. The other is Imperial Music, which is based on the Celestial Empire dynasties of ancient and modern times, both in China and abroad."
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