And most of the arts are "truth, goodness and beauty", and what influences and mobilizes is human's expectations and emotions for beauty.

But this song "Devil's Tremolo" is not like that.

It is like a devil, it draws out the darkest side of your heart, and then exposes it to the sun, allowing you to judge, repent, make up, and reflect...

Such art!

This is real art!

It is fascinating, one is willing to give up all soul and body, to dedicate oneself to such an art, to be part of it, to be a part of it.

At least……

That's what Mr. Zhong thought and did.

After two years of Fengqin, Mr. Zhong has been looking for the art, the feeling he has been looking for, he can't describe it, it's like a ethereal void, and he can't grasp a trace of inspiration...

But today when he heard He Xuan's violin solo, he had an epiphany, that's what it sounds like.

Sit and play the piano.

Mr. Zhong felt that this moment was the pinnacle of his life, the real pinnacle of art.

Look at the ecstasy and ecstasy of the audience, look at the auditorium that seems to have been transported into hell.

Being able to perform such an art, Mr. Zhong only felt that he would "die without regret".

However, this is for Mr. Zhong. When He Xuan, who was playing the violin "self-consciously", suddenly felt... there seemed to be another voice on the stage, he opened his eyes slightly.

"Fuck! Where did this old man come from, playing the piano here?"

I believe that anyone has had such an experience. When I was singing very happily, suddenly a guy joined in and sang with you, and the voice was even louder than your singing. Is it in your heart... Very upset! !

Every time he meets this kind of person, He Xuan always reprimands him with one sentence without hesitation, "Can I start singing by myself in the future?".

Correct! That's right!

He Xuan feels this way now, he is so good at playing the violin solo, and he doesn't know when an old man will come in.

Don't even ask, just sit there and play the piano?

No manners at all!

Do you think you can do whatever you want when you're old?

This is called relying on the old and selling the old, this is called disrespecting the old!

However, He Xuan curled his lips, seeing that the old man seemed to play the piano pretty well, so let's not bother with him for now, and talk about it after playing the "Devil's Tremolo".

Qin Se and Ming!

Mountains and rivers!

Bosom friend!Bosom friend!

It’s no wonder that there were so many words related to “music” in ancient China, which were used to describe the tacit understanding and sympathy between two people.

Under the ensemble of the two, this perfect performance lasted for more than half an hour. During the whole process, no audience moved or talked. Even if the two rich and young people deliberately aimed at He Xuan, they were completely immersed in the music of the performance. among.

Until He Xuan released the last note, Mr. Zhong's old but strong and slender fingers played the last sound on the black and white keys with great reluctance.

it's over!

In the auditorium, it seems that the voice of the devil is ringing around the beam!

Everyone took a deep breath, as if pulling their souls back from hell, and they had a wonderful experience of "not being in the world" and "resurrecting the dead".

"I... did I die just now?"

Qin Kelan came to his senses, everything in front of him was so unreal.

She stared at He Xuan on the stage, she couldn't believe it, this was really the naughtiest "bad student" in her class.

"Unbelievable! It's simply unbelievable...I didn't expect that I could hear the real "Devil's Tremolo" alive. Moreover, there was Mr. Zhong as the accompaniment... This is simply... definitely the most, most, and most extravagant in this century It's an audio-visual feast..."

Qiu Boren, the director of the association, was probably the only one present who recognized the piece played by He Xuan.

Beside him, another director, Huang Zhongguo, took a while to withdraw his sanity from the sound of the piano, and asked curiously: "Old Qiu, you are a master of the violin, tell us about the "Devil's Tremolo" , What kind of song is it? How can it have such a unique magic power?"

"Let me tell you, this "Devil's Tremolo" is really amazing. It is a masterpiece handed down by the famous Italian violinist Tartini. version of "The Devil's Trill," because, according to legend, this is not a score that humans can play at all."

Qiu Lao's explanation made everyone around him even more curious.

They don't know the violin, so they are naturally not familiar with the famous violinist "Tartini", but... What does Mr. Qiu mean by "not a piece of music that humans can play"?

Humans can't play?

Is it played for animals?

"This is a piece of music that can only be played by devils, because...it was not composed by humans in the first place..."

Mr. Qiu said excitedly, "It is said that Tartini dreamed of learning the most amazing violin technique in the world, so once in a dream he sold his soul to the devil in exchange for his violin skills, so the devil played him a beautiful piece of music. After waking up from the dream, Tartini memorized this piece of music from memory, which is the piece we know now. So, this is a piece of music that only the devil can play!"

Hey!

Sell ​​your soul, the tune played by the devil?

OMG!

At this moment, everyone present suddenly realized.

No wonder when I listened to it just now, I felt so frightened that I didn't dare to move, but I had to be attracted to listen to it.

""The Devil's Trill" is well-deserved! I searched all over Europe, but I couldn't find a violinist who could play "The Devil's Trill". The place has just met. The ancients never deceived me! It’s really like ‘the crowd searched for him thousands of times, and suddenly I looked back, but the man was in a dimly lit place’! Hahahaha…”

Standing up from the piano stand, Zhong Lao's face was full of red, as if he was ten years younger, and he was stroking his beard and sighing happily.

but……

At this time, He Xuan, who was also "retiring work", frowned and walked forward, shouting: "Hey! Where are you from, old man? Don't you know that when others are performing, you don't even ask me?" Is it impolite to ask to come together suddenly? If you want to play the piano in the future, can you start by yourself?"

All the people in the audience were still reminiscing about the performance just now, and were shocked by Mr. Zhong's appearance, and rejoiced that they could witness Mr. Zhong's piano performance with their own eyes.

However, He Xuan suddenly said such a sentence, and even blamed the world-class piano master Zhong Laolai.

One word at a time...

Where did the old man come from?

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