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MTL - Quickly Wear the Face of the Devil-Chapter 149 14.9
Xue Jingyi deliberately did not take medicine, so that her physical condition deteriorated rapidly, but this is only an appearance. Once she achieves her goal, she will try her best to nurse to the best condition so as to withstand the risk of heart transplant surgery. Before that, she had to return all of Huang Yi’s debts to her.
She asked Xue Li Danni to let Huang Yi replace her own participation in the competition. Xue Li Danni is undoubtedly the one who Xue Jia loves most, and she did not want to agree, and told Xue Rui about this. Xue Rui decided to send a few bodyguards to follow Huang Yi at all times, lest he expose his identity during the game.
Xue Jingyi asked the butler to call Huang Yi and put on a dying appearance, saying that he wanted more people to remember himself. He wanted to stand on the stage himself but could do nothing. He wanted to leave more or less in the world. Traces of survival. This is her last wish, and she hopes her brother can help her.
Zhou Yunxuan sneered in his heart, but his eyes were red, and he agreed after a moment.
Xue Jingyi took his hand and thanked him weakly.
Everyone in the Xue family was around her group, but whatever she asked for, she did not do her best to achieve her. However, before Xue Zixuan, she got only a cold rejection.
"No, this is cheating, I can't agree." He stared blankly at a score, and even the corner of his eye did not give Xue Jingyi. These days he did not even visit her room once, he could not face her presence.
"But I heard that my grandfather came back in two days. If Xiaoyi took me instead of me to participate in the competition, she could avoid him." Xue Jingyi took out the pre-conceived rhetoric.
Xue Zixuan obviously bowed, and nodded silently in a few minutes.
If it is in the past, my brother will never agree to this practice. He often said that music is the most authentic, and can not tolerate a little falsehood, so he hates to plagiarize cheating bullets. But now, in order to retain Huang Yi, he can lay down all the principles.
If it is true that day, I don't know who he will choose between himself and Huang Yi.
Xue Jingyi couldn't control his thoughts and couldn't help but ask, "Brother, do you want me to live?" I live, Huang Yi must die, how would you choose?
Xue Zixuan glanced at her with a particularly cold gaze, and left without saying a word. He certainly wants to let his sister live, but only if she can't rob the young man's life. Death is an extremely natural process that everyone in the world can't avoid, just a problem that is early or late. On that day, calm acceptance is the most comfortable response.
He did not see how strong resentment was in his sister's eyes when he turned around.
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In place of Xue Jingyi's participation in the competition has been in the plan of Zhou Yunyi. When Xue Jia wanted to conceal his identity, he wanted to be famous in the world. On the day when the truth was revealed, the little Xue family could not control the development of the situation.
In order to ensure that he does not contact outsiders, Xue Jia sent several bodyguards to monitor. The preliminaries have already begun. The lounge is filled with teenagers between the ages of 12 and 18, among whom the prominent family is not known, but few of them are high-profile like him. They are always surrounded by a group of big men wearing sunglasses.
Some people are very unaware of his sects, and they talk about it all over the place. Some people try to walk to him to protest and be stopped by several bodyguards. This move has brought him more cynicism. It’s so high-profile that it’s not yet started, and it’s too ugly to lose later.
Each contestant has recorded a VCR turned over to the organizing committee, and the organizing committee will edit it together to let everyone know each other's level.
The VCR was taken before Xue Jingyi was not diagnosed. Although she has not experienced the hardships of life and death, although she is also a talent, she can only be ranked in the middle of the players. They did not see her as a real opponent.
And such a flat-minded person, but put on a high-profile attitude, really let a lot of players rely on the feeling of someone in the fox. In fact, Xue Zixuan’s talent has nothing to do with him.
Thinking this way, many people shook their heads and sneered, and took the initiative to alienate him. Especially the Austrian Hannah, who is the most promising champion, she brought a small gift for each player, but she missed Zhou Yunyi.
This kind of inconsistency against the audience is irrelevant to Zhou Yunyi. He sits quietly in the corner and looks down at a score. After a while, there was a series of snoring sounds in the lounge, and I could still hear the exaggerated expressions like ‘God, I’m going to faint.’
Zhou Yun’s heart felt a little, but he saw Xue Zixuan walking towards himself. He was wearing a gray dress today, with a silk scarf in black and white and gray stripes on his neck. He wore pure white gloves and looked like a nobleman from medieval oil paintings.
In the meantime, someone stopped him to sign, and he was rejected by him. He walked over to the young man. His cold face like ice sculpture was slightly gentle, and he leaned over and asked, "Is it nervous?"
"Not nervous." Zhou Yunqi shook his head.
"For the sake of fairness, I can't be your judge, but I will look at you in the audience. Believe in yourself, the champion must be yours." He took off his gloves and stroked the teenager's cheeks, his expression and tone could not be said to be gentle.
Zhou Yunxi smiled.
Xue Zixuan also wants to say something comforting, but he finds himself very strange in this respect. He has been thinking about it for a long time and has not been able to find a suitable one. He has to stand next to the boy like a sculpture. He thought he might be able to give the boy a hug. He was just about to bend over, but he saw Xue Yu being pushed by Xue Laosi.
He immediately stopped in front of the boy. "This is the player's rest area. No one can come in."
"Then how did they come in?" Xue Laosi rushed around several young bodyguards around the boy. Seeing so strict, when the teenager is a prisoner?
"Xiaoyi has a heart attack. In order to avoid his accident, the organizing committee agreed that we would send someone to protect him."
Xue Yan didn't speak, only sneered. Xue Zixuan also wanted to leave the two to leave. A staff member rushed in and said that the organizing committee had to hold an emergency meeting and let him hurry.
"Brother, go, I'm fine, my uncle will not eat me." Zhou Yunyi gently patted his arm.
Xue Zixuan repeatedly made a fist, and coldly despised the man and then left.
"You go ahead." Xue Yuchong waved a few bodyguards. These people all know the grandfather's reputation, where dare to defy, head down and go out.
"Brother? It's very affectionate. Who is your brother?" Xue Yu took the teenager's wrist and sneered, looked up and down, and dismissed the opening. "What kind of clothes is this? You can't dress properly every time you meet?"
Zhou Yunqi pulled the white dress on his body and shrugged his shoulders. "This is the uniform costume issued by the organizing committee. The female players are wearing it. What can I do? Nothing, I will soon leave Xue's home, no longer need to suffer from this. Sin."
Xue Yu pulled him to his side and kneaded his long fingertips. "We will hold an engagement ceremony at the end of the game. I will help you make a dress. Do you like black or white?"
"What color do you wear?" Zhou Yunyi came to the interest, kneeling down on his knees, his eyes sparkling.
"I wear black."
"Then I wear white."
"Okay, that's it." Xue Yu smiled lightly. He took a ring from his jacket pocket and put it in his ring finger. He opened his mouth. "This is an engagement ring. After the wedding ring, we will pick it together." When the game is over, I will help you to make a grand marriage proposal. Do you want me to kneel?"
Zhou Yunxuan opened his fingers and repeatedly appreciated the exquisite workmanship of the diamond ring. He also saw that his ring finger also wore a similar style and satisfied smile. "No, I am going to do the marriage ceremony. It is my squatting to kneel down. You just wait and wait." He couldn't help but feel full of joy, hugged the man's head and kissed him a few times. The loud voice attracted everyone to look at it curiously.
Xue Laosi couldn't help but laugh every time he listened to the conversation between the two people. He had to sigh that the boss was a treasure. Although the teenager is only sixteen years old, but the discerning eye can see how much he has put a lot of effort on this relationship. His love is so deep and unquestionable. Once he is identified, he will hold the man's hand and lead him to happiness.
Only such a person can make the heart of the hard-hearted Xue Yu move.
Xue Yu lived in the head of the boy and gave him a hot kiss with his lips and tongue. He pinched his fingertips to encourage him, and he left the lounge.
The players had disdain for Zhou Yunyi's work. At this time, he even determined that he was just a straw bag for pleasure and sensuality. He no longer looked at him. He felt secretly for Xue Zixuan to have such a sister.
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The game was carried out in an orderly manner, and several seed players performed quite well. The judges gave a very high rating. Especially Hannah, she plays the song "Connerella", one of the most difficult piano pieces in the world. In the preliminaries, she took out this kind of song and raised the style of the game directly up several levels.
If the players behind her are not more brilliant, they will only be a foil, and the judges will give a lower score than their actual performance.
Because the applause has lasted for a long time, she has been thanking the audience, and it took a minute or two to leave the stage. Zhou Yunqi was just behind her, and she was standing under the steps.
"Good luck to you." She said with her elbows as she passed by.
“You changed the entry track temporarily?” Zhou Yunyi asked in standard German. He remembered that the Hannah newspaper's track on the entry list was "Sorrowful", and she suddenly increased the difficulty and the latter players were in a very embarrassing situation. Of course, if there is absolute strength, this little episode is nothing.
"Yeah, you can change it temporarily," Hannah said with a smile.
"Your proposal is very good, I like the fierce competition." Zhou Yunxi smiled and nodded and wrote a small note to the judges.
After the judges saw the paper, they were shocked. After they had repeated consultations with the teenagers, they saw that their minds had been decided. They could only nod and agree. Sitting in the back row of Xue Zixuan, the curtain was not opened, and went over to ask about the situation.
"Dear Xuan, your sister temporarily changed the track, she wants to play "To Palochev." We advised her, but she is not willing to adopt our opinion. So..." The staff shrugged and said that they Also very helpless.
"To Palochev" has not been included in the "Super Skill Etude", but the difficulty in playing is only higher than they are. This song is little known, and the players are even more numerous, not only because they need master-level playing skills, but also need to invest in the unimaginable emotions of ordinary people.
Pfalz, the most famous pianist of the last century, caused a mental breakdown as a result of practicing this piece. No one has ever played it completely since then. Once it was published, it was hailed as the 'devil's music'. The performers needed to continually tap the keys and play the uncoordinated strings continuously. The melody stayed at the end of the climax and never faded.
At the time of the premiere of this song, the audience chose to collectively exit because they could not stand the strong rhythm. From that day on, "Palochev" completely withdrew from the stage of mainstream music. Until a century later, only musicians discovered the unique charm hidden in its melody and intended to make it reappear.
But they failed without exception. Even Xue Zixuan said that he could only play the form of "Palochev" and could not reshape his soul.
The devil's music may only be played by the devil.
This is also the reason for the judges' shock. They didn't want to watch a potential player get rid of the wrong piece. But if he insists on it, they will not stop it.
The host reported the temporarily changed track, and the stage was humming. The players in the lounge were even more stunned, and Hannah gave a thumbs up. If Hannah stimulated Xue Jingyi, she would not take the initiative to find death. Very good, one less competitor.
"Grandfather, Xiaoyi has not yet come to power, what are they swearing?" Xue Laosi is a rough man who cannot understand the rhythm.
Xue Yuzheng used the mobile phone Baidu to see the introduction of "To Palochev", and could not help but raise the eyebrows.
"The music of the devil is so embarrassing." Xue Laosi looked over and looked at his mouth.
When the two talked, the curtain was opened, and the girl (juvenile) wearing a pure white dress was already sitting in front of the piano, and a beam of light was focused on the top of the head, and the light that he had illuminated was finished. He looked down slightly and seemed to be adjusting his mood.
The judges did not urge. The girl who can choose this song has proved his courage, and they are willing to give him more time.
Xue Jingyi, who was sitting at home watching the live broadcast, secretly bite his teeth. Why can't he understand why Huang Yi temporarily changed the track? Does he think that he can play a song that even his brother can't perfectly interpret? Is he too arrogant or too stupid? I knew that I shouldn’t let him go to the competition, and I’m messed up!
Zhou Yunxi is recalling the creative background of "To Palochev". It was written by the famous musician Karls in the last century. After the performance of the song and numerous counts of bad reviews, he committed suicide by poisoning. The body slowly rotted in the dilapidated small attic where he lived until one month. Later discovered by the landlord.
At that time, the public thought that he chose to die because he could not accept the failure. After all, he spent seven years writing the song and saying "a slap in the face" is not an exaggeration. But Zhou Yunzhen does not think so. Why is this song called "To Palochev"? Who is Palochche and what is the relationship with Carrans?
People at that time couldn't find out, and they didn't want to check it, but Zhou Yunyi had 008. It was a breeze to find the truth. By searching the historical database, he found that Palochev was a real person. He was a classmate at Carans High School. The relationship between the two was very close, but when they graduated, Palochev could not stand the family. I committed suicide. From the day he died, Carrans spent all his energy and time on the composer. On the second day of the song's completion and performance, he also chose to commit suicide.
With a lifetime of heart and soul to pay tribute to a dead soul, and follow him without hesitation, what a thick feeling? Is it just a simple friend? Zhou Yunqi does not think so. According to local medical records, Palochev was once sent to a mental hospital for treatment by his family because he fell in love with the same sex. In those days, homosexuals did not receive the slightest respect, and once they were discovered, they would be rejected by the whole society.
How did Palochche suffer from inhumane torture before he chooses to die? And how does Carance, his lover, persist in endless desperation? Why is the melody of "Palochev" so violent from beginning to end, really just to express the pain of losing love?
No, there should be resentment, rebellion, condemnation, and condemnation of this cruel and ruthless society that ruined their happiness and ruined their hopes of living. The emotions intertwined in the violent melody are pure love and hate, and the two become one and become ruin.
What Carans really wants to do after the death of his lover is actually destroying this cruel world, but he has no ability to act, can only write endless love and hate into a melody, vent to all listeners, even even Palo Chev, he is resentful, hate him to leave him alone to face death.
When the audience quits because they can't stand the stimulation, his mood should be so dripping, so he will leave the world with satisfaction.
The music critics at that time were so keen, they said yes, this is indeed a devil's music, because destruction and death are its main theme.
Thinking of this, Zhou Yunqi took a deep breath and pressed the first note. He has also experienced the most passionate love, the most painful torture; he has struggled desperately in the invisible despair, trying to resist this cruel and ruthless world. When the lover throws him back to the body and goes to death alone, he also hates him, but he also loves him with tears.
In the mood of Callans, he felt the same.
After the long-term silence, the judges and listeners of the audience were waiting for him to quit, but did not expect him to move, but the move was so thunderous. As the first high notes splattered, a period of extremely thick, sharp, discordant melody like a mountain collapse.
The teenager quickly and violently hit the keys, because too much force on the back of the hand bursts with a blue veins, with a sly and painful expression on his face. His back was suddenly stretched, and suddenly he was bent, and the hair traced a trace in the light column with the swaying head. His fingertips quickly swept from the head to the other end, knocking out more than three hundred notes packed in a small section one by one at a speed that was difficult to discern.
The high sound of the piano continually hits the eardrum of the listener and goes straight into the heart, making them feel fearful and uncomfortable while feeling painful and depressed, as if they have a pair of hands covering their mouth and nose, causing them to fall into despair.
Teenagers are obviously more painful and desperate than they are. Because he was deeply trapped in the sound of the piano, his face was covered with liquid that was not known to be sweat or tears. As the skull swayed on the back of the hand and the keys, the crystal star was shining in the light column.
He gritted his teeth and pressed the last note, as if the music from **** had come to an abrupt end. He put his hands on the keys, and the heavy gasps spread out from the earpiece and echoed in every corner of the auditorium.
The quiet needles in the audience can be heard. Some people are scared with their faces on their chests. Some people clench their lips and cry silently. Some people are still in a sluggish state. Until today, they really realized that the original music really has the power to directly hit the soul. Every note he plays can make their soul feel pain and tremble.
"Hey! It’s blasting." Xue Lao looked stunned. Even his big and old can be shocked by the music of the teenager, not to mention the professionals in the hall.
Xue Yu took the lead in applauding. After him, the applause sounded faintly until it merged into thunder. The eight judges stood up and shouted loudly, and their cheeks became flushed with excitement. In the rest of my life, I can hear such a pure "To Palochev", they die without regret.
Xue Zixuan slammed the audience around him to the stage, holding the juvenile into his arms, and every cell was shuddering. He was conquered by him, from the body to the soul.
"Anke!" The audience under the stage stood up in batches, and the cheering voices merged into the waves of the sky.
Zhou Yunxuan pushed Xue Zixuan down to pay tribute to everyone, with a bit of painful look on his face. Xue Zixuan took off his white gloves and wiped his face with sweat, then hugged him again, and the proud smile could be seen all over the world.
Xue Yu was stuck in the audience because of his inconvenience, and he could only stare at the stage with his face.
"I want to cure my legs." He explained briefly.
"Ah? Isn't it that you don't want to be healed?" Xue Laosi was first awkward, and Xue Zixuan, who was standing on the stage and standing side by side with the teenager, naturally understood everything.
"Well, go back and help you arrange the surgery." He smiled relieved. If you have a person who loves life, then the unfortunate life will gradually become lucky.
The players crowded into the aisle and the expression was extraordinarily wonderful. Whether it is skill or expressiveness, juveniles can already compete with the best musicians in the world. After Hannah improved the level of the game, the teenager pushed it to the height that ordinary people could not reach. Not to mention the youth group, that is, the adult group, he is also a well-deserved champion.
Now, the game has just begun, what will he bring to the next semi-finals and finals?
The judges are willing to play the highest score together. Perfect, except for perfection they can't give any other evaluation. The teenager thanked the audience for preparing to step down, but they were warmly called back. They liked him too much. I hope he can still play a song, but this obviously does not meet the rules of the competition. Zhou Yunxuan could only return to the lounge again and again, only five minutes before returning to the lounge under the care of Xue Zixuan.
The players who came out later did not have any hope, so the performance was particularly relaxed. They know that no matter how hard they try, they can't surpass the teenager. The game has just begun, and the winners of the championship have already been determined, unless the teenager has not been able to participate in the competition properly during this period.
Xue Jing, sitting in front of the TV, swallowed a heart-saving pill. The unparalleled talent of the teenager has seriously exceeded her estimate. Now she is beginning to panic, not sure if she can climb to the same height as the young man.
Standing on the stage, he is like a star in the sky, so far away.
The author has something to say: PS: The piano music mentioned in the text, some exist in reality, some are edited by me. Everyone should look at it, don't be true, this writing background is overhead.