I Really Didn’t Want to Be Famous

eight pm.

It rained lightly last night and the moonlight was not visible, but the moon tonight is very bright.

A group of security guards surrounded the largest concert hall in Yanying University, and along the long boulevard outside, a few uniformed police officers pulled the horizontal bars to seal the road.

The students curiously pointed in the distant direction as they passed by.

Some people said that it was a well-known professor from abroad who came as a guest, some said that this was a top international academic seminar, and some said that several big directors from Hollywood came and wanted to make a blockbuster film with Yanying!

Anyway...

There are all kinds of speculations, but there is never a single plausible one.

Anya stood in the crowd and looked at the concert hall in the distance.

Under the moonlight, that place seemed very sacred.

In addition to sacred thinking, it also exudes a sense of solemnity.

Although she didn't know what happened, she knew that Lu Yuan had done it all!

When she remembered that she instructed Lu Yuan to play the piano that night, and told Lu Yuan that you were inferior to Lu Yuan, she felt like she was in the classroom.

then……

She wanted to find a hole in the ground.

She was ashamed.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion. When she later recalled that when Lu Yuan played the piano, she had those tremolos that were not quite right. Not only did she feel that the tremolos were not as uncomfortable as that night, but that all of them were a new creation. field.

after all……

That is Lu Yuan, who is comparable to the top ten pianists in the world!

…………………………

Lu Yuan sat by the window and silently looked at the moon outside.

He thinks the moon is beautiful today.

At the same time, it's warm.

Through the window, he looked from a distance and seemed to see an indescribable sense of desolation.

Lu Yuan actually didn't want to be literary, but when Lu Yuan lit the "Red Orchid" again, he suddenly fell into a state of nostalgia.

Although the price has changed, "Honglan" has become a familiar taste.

His throat trembled slightly, and when he smoked again after he hadn't smoked for a long time and almost quit, it was full of memories.

then……

He has an inexplicable emotion.

After taking a sip, Lu Yuan closed his eyes. After enjoying it for a while, he suddenly felt that smoking was not right, then opened his eyes and squeezed out the cigarette butt.

Forget it!

If I miss the smell of this cigarette, I can't smoke more.

After all, smoking is harmful to health.

When the time came to half past eight, Lu Yuan saw that the door of the performance hall opened...

Afterwards, it was originally huge, only one person

"Mr. Lu Yuan, I finally saw you!"

"Hahahaha, Mr. Lu Yuan, I have always been looking forward to meeting you, but I have been suffering from no chance, and have not been able to contact you. I did not expect that today my wish will finally come true!"

"Mr. Lu Yuan, you still have the same temperament as before!"

"Mr. Lu Yuan, meet for the first time, introduce myself, my name is Jonathan, Conte!"

"Hello, Mr. Lu Yuan, my name is Jester!"

"..."

Seven of the top ten pianists in the world came.

Edward, Conte, Jester, Kennedy and others are all here...

In addition to them, Liu Jianbin, the president of the China Piano Association, also came. After he came in, he greeted these top pianists one by one, and then looked at Lu Yuan and prepared to say hello to Lu Yuan, but when he saw that he was dressed up At the time, his expression was sluggish first, then returned to normal...

All the people present were dressed very formally, they were all in suits and tuxedos, looking spotlessly clean...

Although Lu Yuan is also wearing a suit, Lu Yuan's hairstyle and glasses are indeed.

too ugly.

Moreover, the suit is not a shirt, but a small sweater like other students.

It was a bit abrupt for Lu Yuan to stand among these top pianists.

He doesn't seem to exist as the same name as these pianists, but like a little follower of no grade, or like a fan.

You can be handsome, why is it so ugly?

Of course, although this gathering was said to be a communication meeting, it was actually considered a very confidential gathering, so it was also considered informal.

Since it is informal, in a sense, there is no need to pay so much attention.

of course……

None of the pianists present looked down on Lu Yuan.

They were very respectful and looking forward to this ordinary Chinese youth.

There is always such a person in the center of their sight.

"Everyone...I am very grateful to all of you to come to China, I feel flattered, but I did encounter some creative difficulties...I recently came up with a piano piece about to be completed in my mind. The name is "Wild Bee Flying", I think this is a piano song that is faster than "Roland"..." After Lu Yuan looked at everyone, he bowed seriously to these people.

Under the moonlight.

He looks serious, humble, and at the same time has a hint of neither humble nor humble mood.

After more than a month of earnest study, Lu Yuan really changed a little.

He was no longer afraid of his hands and feet, and at the same time, he no longer worried about this or that.

He knows he can't do it, he can't play it out by himself, but so what?

these people……

These are not important!

Edward stared at Lu Yuan blankly.

For a moment he was a little confused.

He felt that Lu Yuan seemed to have changed.

It was completely different from Lu Yuan at the exchange meeting.

However, he recalled carefully but found that he couldn't tell how Lu Yuan had changed.

The person is still that person.

Although I can understand English, it is a bit awkward.

What's wrong?

"This is the piano score for "Bumblebee Flying". There are already most of the scores, and now it's a part of the final piece."

"I believe that with your help, I can make up the rest."

Lu Yuan looked at everyone.

When Edward received the score for "Bumblebee Flying", his heart trembled instantly.

With this crazy rhythm, speed, and speed like a storm, this piece is definitely a test for top pianists.

"Roland" is really fast.

but……

"Bumblebee Flying" is faster than him!

He saw the end from the beginning, and when he saw the incomplete part below, his mood was as crazy as before.

He looked up, but when he saw Lu Yuan's innocent and sincere smile, he found that it was useless to be crazy.

Kennedy was in the same mood as Edward after reading the score, except that he looked at Lu Yuan like a big pig's hoof!

Correct!

this person……

What did you say at the piano exchange meeting that day?

Jiang Lang is exhausted!

Yes!

He has heard Lu Yuan say that Jiang Lang is exhausted more than once.

However, what do you mean by a piano piece suddenly appeared?

This is what you call Jiang Lang talent exhaustion?

Kennedy's eyes looked at Lu Yuan more and more complicated.

As for Jester, after reading the score, he looked as shocked as Conte, so shocked that he didn't know what to say.

Countless playing techniques and methods appeared in their minds.

Maybe speed they can come out, but speed, rhythm, including rhyme, melody...

These things are indispensable!

As for the old professors, they were silent.

Although they are not necessarily inferior to these top pianists in theoretical knowledge, their flexible fingers and physical control of all aspects of the piano are completely inferior to them.

In other words, they have to admit that they are old.

and so……

They can only be bystanders at this moment.

Just at this time……

"I'll try it first!"

Edward looked at everyone silently, breaking the silence, and then step by step walked to the piano and sat down.

He moved his finger and pondered it seriously, and then, the crazy sound of "Bumblebee Flying" poured out from his fingertips.

About two minutes later...

Edward felt the rhythm of the piano in a daze.

He really put the technique into practical use.

But unfortunately, it was still a little bit short.

In other words, this time he failed the test.

He didn't even catch the incomplete part of Lu Yuan and failed.

"I'll try……"

At this time, another pianist, Jester, also came over with anticipation and eagerness.

but……

After playing a few lines of music, he found himself also failed.

He has mastered control of "Roland", but when he plays "Bumblebee", everything seems to be different.

The fastest piano song in the world?

Jester subconsciously looked at Lu Yuan, who was sitting next to him seriously holding a pen and seemed to be thinking seriously.

He was stunned!

"I come……"

"..."

The moonlight was gradually obscured by the hazy clouds.

The earth fell into a brief darkness.

The students who had been pointing around in the distance went to sleep in the dormitory, even if they were curious, they had nothing to do.

More than two hours later, there was a short silence in the huge performance hall.

then……

There was another messy piano sound.

These top pianists didn't feel bothered because they failed to play. Instead, they played the song "Bumblebee Flying" over and over again, just as if they had a heart-hunting experience.

of course……

These people do not include Lu Yuan.

In fact, his only goal now is to restore the song "Bumblebee Flying". As for you said to play it over and over again like these pianists?

Ok!

This is no longer the level that Lu Yuan can participate in.

In more than a month, although he has understood a lot of theoretical knowledge about piano, it is one thing to understand, and the same thing to actual operation.

Lu Yuan who plays the piano...

Still a rookie!

The pianists chose to stop at about one o'clock in the morning.

Although they are physically tired and their fingers tremble slightly, their mental head is particularly good.

They subconsciously looked at each other and nodded tacitly.

Tomorrow night they will come over and continue to play this piano piece, with a trace of mutual comparison.

As for the daytime, they will practice in their own place.

It's definitely practice over and over again, and experience over and over again.

This song "Bumblebee Flying" has an irresistible magical power.

Although, it is temporarily incomplete.

Of course, no one scolded the incomplete at this time...

after all……

They didn't even pop up the flaws before they appeared flaws.

speed!

Rhythm!

tone!

The control of every detail and so on will make these picky pianists feel like a failure.

They strive for perfection.

But failure is nothing to them.

They are all geniuses!

At most a week, they will be able to control the song with their own skills.

Everyone left one after another.

Excited and complicated.

Liu Jianbin, president of the China Association, suddenly took a deep breath and stared at Lu Yuan.

"Little Lu..."

"What's wrong, Principal Zheng..."

"I feel very honored, because I feel that I am witnessing history!"

"No matter which pianist plays this piece perfectly, I feel that I am witnessing history."

"And you... are creating history. In the next few years, no, there will be your legend for decades, maybe hundreds of years!"

"..."

…………………………

Spain.

Brando is still basking in the sun.

I don't know why, he always feels weird...

There is an uncomfortable feeling.

but……

He didn't know where this feeling came from.

Anyway...

The piano world seems to be quite quiet these days.

Why is there no news?

? ?

…………………………

the next day.

Same time, same place.

Anya came to the library subconsciously, and then she saw Lu Yuan.

"land……!"

Her eyes widened and she almost shouted.

But then she shut up and walked towards Lu Yuan excitedly.

"wait."

She just wanted to say hello to Lu Yuan, but when she saw that Lu Yuan was reading a thick book of "Deep Self Hypnotism" and taking notes seriously, she was stunned.

"You...Why are you looking at this?" She looked around at no one's attention, and subconsciously looked at Lu Yuan.

"Huh?" Lu Yuan looked up, wondering.

"I mean, why did you suddenly change books? You weren't..."

"Oh... just write casually and see to pass the time."

"You are... just take a look?" Anya was shocked when she saw the densely packed things and formulas in Lu Yuan's notes inadvertently.

This……

Why doesn't she believe it?

"Uh...Yes..."

"..."

(Almost four thousand words per chapter, there will be more today, don’t worry, I have been staying in the hospital this morning, and I didn’t go home until half past ten...)