Chapter 847: Birth and Fall (Second!)

Brando showed an unprecedented smile on his face, quietly watching the bright stage.
The final melody of the fourth movement of "Symphony of Destiny" gradually fell, and the horn of victory spread throughout the golden hall.
Brando was able to listen to any note clearly and could see that Lu Yuan's right hand was gradually hanging down on the stage.
His throat squirmed, and his body began to stand extremely upright again.
However, there was no sound.
The whole person is like stiff wood.
His eyes have a strange color...
He has performed many songs in this golden hall...
The first time I met the piano, I was nervous for the first time, lost, fell into a trough, and then broke through and set foot on glory again.
Perhaps someone's success is smooth sailing, but Brando's road to success is full of thorns and ups and downs, but these ups and downs can't stop Brando from stepping into the real palace and climbing to his own peak.
His love for music has melted into his bones, he is extremely obsessed, and looks forward to it. Every note seems to have become his friend, surrounding his body...
After the last note of "Symphony of Destiny" fell, everyone was amazed by what was expressed in "Symphony of Destiny". Everyone felt that this grand concert was destined to be recorded in music history!
"Symphony of Destiny" was a big success!
They should applaud, and no matter how eagerly they applaud, they may not be able to express their respect for this symphony.
At the same time, praise the birth of the youngest master in history!
All this is an honor he deserves.
But it is strange.
There was no thunderous applause, and even the audience was extremely silent.
Everyone looked in the direction of Brando who stood up, and their mood was extremely complicated.
When the "Symphony of Destiny" ended, Brando's originally surging heart was extremely calm.
However, his body trembled again, and his throat trembled.
He wanted to look around blankly, wondering what was going on. After all, he didn't hear the applause, nor did he see any cheers or praise.
However, he found that he couldn't turn his head. Obviously, his brain began to issue instructions, but his body and head didn't move.
Eventually, he found his
He could only look at the person sitting in front of him, the person who turned his head to look at him, and the wide-eyed Lu Yuan on the stage who was no longer calm!
what's wrong with me?
His world began to be silent, and there was no more incomparable music and no other sounds.
Don't they need to applaud? Shouldn't we applaud?
"Symphony of Destiny" is a great piano piece. At least there are few such songs in the entire history, right?
but……
Why is this?
Correct!
Applaud!
Correct.
His body began to tremble constantly, and while trembling, his hands slowly rose, looking extremely stiff.
"Snapped!"
"Snapped!"
"Snapped……"
He is applauding.
However, he could not hear his own applause.
When the applause reached the third time, his hands dropped again involuntarily, and his whole body no longer shivered.
No matter how much his brain sends instructions, his hands won't move.
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Lu Yuan saw Brando's smile.
This smile was very satisfying, but it made Lu Yuan's heart a little uncomfortable.
He remembered what these doctors had said to him, saying that Brando's physical functions could no longer support him to do unnecessary things.
Brando's applause was stiff, and his voice was not heavy, but it was enough to reverberate throughout the hall at this time.
Then Lu Yuan watched Brando motionless.
The light in his eyes seemed to gradually dim.
Lu Yuan's heart was empty, and he didn't know how many memories of the old man appeared in his mind.
His stubbornness, his anger, and his...
adhere to.
He deserves Lu Yuan's respect. No matter what he has done to force Lu Yuan, he is worthy of Lu Yuan's respect.
"..."
Just as the color in Brando's eyes was about to dissipate, he suddenly saw Brando's throat move.
As if exhausted the power of the whole body, he uttered two silent words.
Looking at his mouth, Lu Yuan felt like being struck by lightning.
That is "Come on!" in Chinese.
After speaking...
The look in his eyes exudes expectation, as if he is full of endless hope for Lu Yuan...
finally……
He closed his eyes.
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Brando's wish has been fulfilled.
When closing his eyes, he heard God calling him.
Heaven is so beautiful and so attractive.
Yes!
It's time to leave!
Not only did he listen to the full version of "Symphony of Destiny", he even listened to "Blue Danube".
At this moment, he has...
There is no nostalgia at all!
The thing he was most worried about was that he died on the hospital bed, like a coward, dying on the hospital bed incomparably shame.
What is more worrying is leaving the world with regret.
but……
right now……
Don't worry about everything!
He is standing!
Yes!
At the last moment, he did not lie down, nor did he fall down, but stood as if he was welcoming the wind and rain.
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The medical staff rushed to Brando's side immediately.
After they checked Brando's body, they suddenly discovered that Brando had no heartbeat or breathing.
They tried to hug Brando, but found that Brando's body was extremely stiff.
When they lowered their heads, they found that Brando's two feet were stuck on the chair, and his back was supported on the back of the chair. Because of this, he was able to support himself standing.
Actually...
When he stood up, he had no signs of life.
After about a few minutes, everyone in the Golden Hall stood up.
Everyone bowed to Brando in unison...
Lu Yuan also bowed.
Great respect.
Feeling sad, but he knew that he didn't disappoint the old man after all, and he did what he was supposed to do and did his best.
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Wang Zhenxue shed tears.
Although she had prepared this scene in her heart and knew that this scene would be born, Wang Jinxue still felt extremely sad.
All the memories of the past flashed in her mind, from when she was a child to when she grew up...
Teachers are always teachers.
Forever, he will be a respectable master in this world.
Edward in the distance wiped his tears.
He knew that he would never see this old man stubbornly lifting all his hospital beds to the "remote" entertainment side.
At the same time, he can no longer play the piano with Brando.
Just at this time……
Piano music rang around.
The melody of this piano piece is very familiar.
It is "Evening of the Neil River", it is Brando's pinnacle work!
Sunset...
Afterglow...
Xiaohe...
And, the old man walking forward slowly with a cane.
This scene appeared in everyone's mind...
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"Has this grand music concert succeeded?"
"Well, it should have produced unprecedented success!"
"Then... Sister, why does your voice seem unhappy?"
"Brando is gone..."
"What! Brando, just..."
"Yes, it is the creator of the piano music in your textbook..."
"..."
Yanying University.
After Anya heard An Xiao's voice on the other end of the phone, she couldn't believe it.
A generation of masters, the top ten pianists in the world, the existence that everyone admires, at this moment...
gone?
Anya couldn't accept this thing for a while.
"One generation of masters has fallen, but maybe another one has risen again!"
"You mean... Lu Yuan?"
"..."
"..."
On the other end of the phone, An Xiao suddenly felt deeply moved. When Anya asked back, there was no sound on the other end of the phone.
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Early morning on August 21.
There was a burst of bad news from Vienna.
After hearing the terrible news, the international piano community was first astonished.
Then there was unparalleled sorrow.
Especially with the light rain in Vienna in the morning, the atmosphere became even more uncomfortable.
Pianists and pianists wrote about their condolences on social media.
"A generation of masters across the bright night sky like stars, blooming with incomparably brilliant brilliance, leaving behind immortal works, and then falling..."
"August 20th is a day worth remembering, he, cry..."
"I don't know when I heard your piano, but your passing really makes me uncomfortable..."
"May God be with you, and may there be a piano in heaven forever!"
"..."
"..."
Countless voices of mourning spread throughout the major international media. China’s morning news devoted nearly a minute to report this news and the birth of "Symphony of Destiny"...
Brando and Lu Yuan also blasted the screen of China Entertainment Industry.
In particular, Brando stood there and looked at Lu Yuan silently, and said the word "Come on", which was extremely teary.
This feeling of parting is very uncomfortable...
However, this sad feeling also permeates another important message.
That is……
A generation of masters fell, and a new master was born.
That sentence of cheering seems to be a ritual to make a great effort. Although this ritual is not as formal as some religious ceremonies, it contains endless expectations and is worthy of respect by everyone.
In addition, another news confirmed this matter.
That is, Brando has transferred most of his assets to Lu Yuan in the form of inheritance.
At the same time, all of Brando's writings and manuscripts were handed over to Lu Yuan.
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"Lu Yuan, do you think what will happen to the teacher in heaven?"
"He...should be very happy."
"Ok."
Seeing the old man's body gradually in flames, Wang Jinxue suddenly asked this seemingly naive question.
But Lu Yuan showed a smile.
"Lu Yuan, what will you... do next?"
"Try it."
"Try what?"
"Try how much I still lack to achieve..." Lu Yuan was silent.
"Grandmaster?"
"No, I just want to do what I can, what I want, and use my best efforts to do all of them to the best! No matter what!" Lu Yuan looked at the flame and finally said as if to remind himself. This sentence.
"..."
"Maybe... I might be really talented?"
"??"
Suddenly, Wang Zhenxue heard Lu Yuan say something very strange.
She was stunned...