Chapter 94: I'm here for inspiration (the second more 3000 words delivered!)

They applaud, I applaud.
They laugh, I laugh.
They nodded in admiration, and I followed in admiration.
What do they do, what do I do.
Curvy piano music surrounds the entire concert hall. Except for the music above, there is silence in the audience below.
Lu Yuan didn't understand the deep meaning of piano music. He only knew that the music was very good and it sounded very comfortable.
Especially the song "To the Beautiful" by the bearded man Kennedy made Lu Yuan feel very happy and relaxed.
Of course, if Lu Yuan were to describe it, Lu Yuan could only use the very simple word "good-sounding" to describe it.
Besides, Lu Yuan can’t describe...
He just pretends.
Of course, Lu Yuan explained well the meaning of the word chubby, and he even felt that his acting skills were gradually becoming more and more perfect.
After the music ended, Lu Yuan applauded very enthusiastically, and his expression was quite excited and enthusiastic. He applauded the calm and soothing music forcibly, just like listening to rock music.
It's almost a fanatical shout.
Kennedy noticed the fan who was pushing hard in the front row. Not only did he not feel any disobedience but felt very touched when standing on the stage, and his heart was warm.
This is the true art lover!
This is the true art fanatic!
"thanks, thanks!"
He bowed to everyone, then thanked him in pure English, and nodded to the "fake" fan Lu Yuan before stepping down.
He thinks this Chinese fan must know himself well...
The performance was very enjoyable!
There is nothing better than meeting such fans.
After Kennedy's piano music was finished, it was another symphony that was slightly shocking.
The piano music Lu Yuan can still listen to a little bit, but the symphony Lu Yuan sounds completely ignorant.
It feels like college students talking about physics to a newborn baby.
Babies can only giggle, it's strange that the others can understand.
Lu Yuan's interest in the concert at first faded after the symphony sounded. After checking the time, it was now exactly around six in the evening.
Estimated the time, there are still two hours to end.
It's hard.
Lu Yuan glanced at Zheng Tianlong subconsciously, but saw that Zheng Tianlong enjoyed the symphony very much.
Very cheerful...
Perhaps this is the high-level enjoyment of the rich.
He sighed slightly.
I will never enjoy this kind of fun in my life.
I am such a person who has no talent and no artistic bacteria...
He even has a little inferiority complex.
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An hour and a half passed.
An hour and a half was very tormenting for Lu Yuan.
It’s not okay to leave early, nor to sit here, and I’m getting more and more nervous about the next performance.
At this time, you must be on stage. After all, you have to install it with tears, but what you play on stage is a problem.
His mind is very tangled, he will only have a few piano pieces.
"To Alice" is one of the most proficient. Although Lu Yuan can play other piano pieces, he is not very proficient in it. Up.
Well, why don't you wait for the meeting to play "To Alice" with Edward?
There shouldn't be a big problem when playing this piece. Although your technique is almost too good, you should be able to get through it, right?
Or else, just mix in like this?
Lu Yuan looked around everyone, and then thought of all the things he had experienced before in his mind.
Then at this moment Lu Yuan suddenly had a crazy idea that he felt dumbfounded.
And there is a little passion.
Why am I afraid of being ashamed?
Are you so persuaded for a lifetime?
Wasn't it ashamed to be outside just now?
And playing "To Alice" is really not as shameful as you think it is?
Can your own playing technique compare to Edward's playing technique?
Are these audiences as stupid as they are unable to hear it?
Many questions echoed in Lu Yuan's mind, echoing...
then……
Lu Yuan let out a breath.
Why not play "To Alice" and just play the other front bumper song?
Anyway, it's shameful, and I'm not bad this time...
It's a big deal to get scolded, just be criticized on the Internet for a while.
Anyway, I’m not overwhelmed by a lot of debt, and I won’t die if I curse a few words, let alone affect my future development...
I am much better than that poor ghost at the beginning. Even if I lose it all, I am not worried, at least I still have money!
At least, I still have a storefront house worth millions of dollars!
So, what am I afraid of?
And what if, yes, what if Goddess of Fortune favors?
Unlucky for so long, I can't always be unlucky, right?
This is not scientific at all!
When this crazy idea came into being, Lu Yuan felt more and more feasible, and felt that he could do it more and more!
Then, he glanced at all the audience again and found that there was nothing in their hands that could hurt themselves.
No.
He was relieved.
When the things that had troubled him for a long time ended, Lu Yuan instantly felt that everything in the concert had become very beautiful, and even the symphony that had been dumbfounded sounded better.
Actually, I am also such a person who will appreciate.
He smiled cheerfully, just like the stupid son of the landlord.
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After Edward finished playing a song "Daughter of the Sea", the applause rang out again.
Everyone thought this was the last song tonight.
Just when they were about to leave, Edward suddenly took the microphone and looked at everyone below.
"Here, I would like to invite a Chinese pianist. He is my friend. His talent is unparalleled. At the same time, he is a music composer, a director, and a devout art lover... …"
"Sometimes, I am very jealous of why God is so unfair, so that so many talents are concentrated on one person, jealous? Yes, I am jealous! Everyone thinks I am a genius of piano creation. I also think I am, but after listening to this song "To Alice" that day, I realized that there is still a big gap in talent between me and this person..."
"I look forward to playing any piano music with him. For this expectation, I have been preparing for a long, long time..."
"Far, Lu! Please come up!"
When Edward yelled this sentence, the famous musician Bethes' "God Movement" sounded on the stage, and the lights were shining on one spot almost simultaneously.
All the audience looked at the light shining, and then they saw a young man in his early twenties tidying up his suit, standing up from his position and walking slowly towards the stage.
Those who follow the entertainment industry naturally know that this person is Lu Yuan, and they shouldn't be surprised.
But when Lu Yuan approached the stage, a soft and smooth light shone on Lu Yuan's body, and they were stunned after the piano music of "God Movement" and Lu Yuan's strange-looking smile.
They had the illusion that Lu Yuan was bathed in holy light inexplicably.
Could it be the son of God?
Others who have not paid attention to the entertainment industry have naturally heard of Lu Yuan's name.
But when they saw Lu Yuan, they would inevitably be shocked!
They didn't know that Lu Yuan was so young.
In their impression, the person who can write such a piece is definitely a pianist over 30 years old, who definitely looks very vicissitudes of life.
But Lu Yuan did not, and never saw any vicissitudes of life. On the contrary, he looked very immature, just like a college student just out of school.
Is this person really so talented? Is it really the original creator of "To Alice"?
They began to doubt, they felt incredible.
As for Zheng Tianlong when he saw this scene, he was stunned...
Originally a good concert, all special was mixed by Lu Yuan!
Doesn't it count if this is mixed up, even on stage and start playing in front of you?
God, what day is today?
Can you let me relax?
That's too much!
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"Lu, thank you for being on stage, thank you!" Edward looked at Lu Yuan and smiled.
He is really looking forward to it.
After the first invitation was rejected, his heart was itchy, and the feeling that he wanted to get something but never got it was ultimately uncomfortable.
But this time is different.
This time, he was able to fulfill his little wish, and he could play together with Lu Yuan.
"Edward, I hope you don't hit me with a stool later." After the translator passed the words to Lu Yuan, Lu Yuan smiled embarrassedly. He was very sincere and a little sympathetic.
This Edward didn't realize what was waiting for him
"Lu, you really love to laugh. I have been browsing Huaxia's website a few days ago. The website says you are a genius who is good at making fun. I am honored to meet today." Edward hugged Lu Yuan warmly. Completely when Lu Yuan was joking.
"Hehe." Lu Yuan hehehe twice, after finishing his clothes, he sat on the piano chair and stroked the piano.
The material of this piano is not ordinary, the price is definitely not cheap, maybe it is a number that I will never imagine.
After feeling over, Lu Yuan sat down.
"Ayuan, shall we play "To Alice" or other?"
"Edward, I suddenly have a proposal..."
"What proposal?"
"Can I play alone? Well, my technique is not the same as yours, and may not match up... and I may... find a hint of creative inspiration..."
"Ah, what, creativity? You, don't you, do you want to..." Edward trembled instantly after seeing Lu Yuan's expression.
"I can try..."
"Yes, yes, absolutely..." Edward hurriedly took a deep breath and nodded.
"Okay, thank you!" Lu Yuan closed his eyes and tried to adjust his mood.
He feels very calm now.
The state is adjusted well.
He stretched out his hand.
But his hands trembled very badly...
It’s been a long time since I played that piece, and it’s been a long time since I felt the artistic conception of that piece.
This time, try it...
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"What is he going to do?"
"I don't know, wait, will it be..."
"Quick, quick, quick shoot, he might be inspired!"
"What, this time?"
"Quick...hurry up to take a photo, no matter what his inspiration is, you just need to take a photo!"
"Oh!"
"Ding Ding Dong Dong..."
"Boom, boom..."
"Boom!"
"Boom..."
"Ding……"
"???"
"What? What is this stuff? What is this guy doing?"
"What was it playing? A mess, this..."
"Ciao, how did you bump into this?"
When Lu Yuan played the piano on the stage, the reporters were instantly dumbfounded.
The beautiful voice in the imagination did not pop up at all, but...
Sounds like smashing a piano?
Edward was also dumbfounded on stage.
What is this operation...