The boisterous clamor of the grand reception vanished, replaced by all eyes fixed on the man playing the piano on stage.
The melody was serene and beautiful, like a whispered secret in the dead of night, or a small boat gently rocking on a tranquil lake.
It was astonishing how the piano could evoke an artistic conception comparable to a song.
Indeed, the harmonies were like the chants of spirits, lulling the soul into a state of quietude.
The piece Su Yu was playing, Nocturne in E-flat Major, was among Chopin's most widely circulated and representative nocturnes. Its inherent Romantic style, coupled with its seamless emotional arc, drew listeners directly into the music.
The lighting technicians were highly professional. Aware of the nocturne's style, they dimmed the stage lights, casting a soft silhouette light on Su Yu's side, outlining his facial features with perfect lines.
His long fingers danced across the keys.
In this moment, he radiated an incredibly potent artistic aura!
He captivated everyone, immersing them in the exquisite nocturnal scene his music painted!
"What a beautiful piece!"
"Oh my god, this is incredible! Through this Chinese man's piano piece, I can actually see images!"
"To me, he's not just a performer; he's a bard. I never imagined anyone could make a piece of music so moving!"
"I think I'm falling for him. After all, who could resist such a handsome man playing such a moving piano piece!"
"Close your eyes, and I'd believe you if you said Louis was playing this piece!"
As the camera panned across the audience, shock was evident on every face.
No one had anticipated that this Chinese producer could play such a touching piece.
Especially after Jin Chengxian had stolen the spotlight earlier, leading everyone to believe Jin Chengxian would be the most dazzling presence of the night. Yet, not long after, this Ting Yu directly showed them what truly playing the piano meant.
Chinese netizens, however, were not overly surprised. They were accustomed to it, especially the long-time fans of Ting Yu, who remained remarkably calm.
"Basic operation."
"Hahaha, he's showing off again!"
"I love seeing these foreigners being so clueless. I can really empathize with their current feelings because we used to be like this too."
"So true. Anywhere Ting Yu is, how could anyone else steal his thunder!" Da Feng Online Novel.
At this moment,
Not only Chinese netizens, but the entire world's attention was focused on the man playing the piano.
As the music continued, the emotions deepened. The infectiousness of the melody transcended the realm of a pianist.
"Master-level!" Jin Chengxian exclaimed, his mouth agape. "How is that possible?!"
The difference between a master and a pianist, while seemingly just one level, represented an almost insurmountable chasm to bridge.
A pianist could perfect every detail and move the audience with their music.
However, they couldn't allow the listener to clearly and intuitively grasp the emotional core of the piece, in essence, the articulated thought behind the music.
Achieving this level required not only extensive practice with a vast repertoire but also exceptional talent. In art, effort determined the ceiling, while talent determined the ultimate height.
Some might never touch that realm in their entire lives, while others, through sheer talent, quickly grasped its essence.
"He looks to be only in his twenties. He can't possibly be master-level!" Sean also found it hard to believe.
Having Jin Chengxian to deal with tonight had already frustrated him. Now, with Ting Yu appearing, he was completely thrown off.
Why?
He couldn't understand.
How could a young Chinese producer possess such profound piano skills?
The piano notes gradually softened.
The entire piece flowed with a gradual progression and balanced tension, devoid of any deliberate showmanship. Instead, it was played with an almost otherworldly control of the keys, creating a profoundly moving piano concerto.
The latter section, in particular, was more passionate than the preceding parts, culminating in a slow, lingering finish that left a powerful sense of wanting more!
"He's like a firefly in the dark, so distinct and outstanding!" Morita Yumi cradled her chest with her hands, her beautiful eyes filled with adoration.
Although she wasn't an expert in piano and couldn't pinpoint the exact brilliance of the piece, judging by everyone's expressions, Ting Yu had undoubtedly stunned the entire venue.
Her admiration for this man intensified once more.
Miyamoto Zawa beside her felt a pang of jealousy but didn't know what to say.
In terms of piano playing, he truly couldn't compare to this Ting Yu. Even his own piano piece, which he prided himself on, had been utterly eclipsed by Ting Yu's nocturne.
"This man is becoming more and more interesting," the icy beauty Mina displayed a rare smile. Unfortunately, with all eyes on Su Yu on stage, no one noticed this sudden thaw of the ice queen.
Once the entire piece concluded,
Su Yu rose from the piano.
The crowd gradually returned to their senses.
Following that, amidst countless exclamations of wonder, thunderous applause erupted.
Su Yu's gaze fell upon Lin Yanyu in the audience, her eyes hazy with adoration, and he couldn't help but chuckle.
"Oh my god! How did you do it! How can you play such a beautiful piano piece? Did you compose this piece? Please tell me when you got the inspiration!"
Just as Su Yu was about to step off the stage,
The man known as world-class piano master, Louis, suddenly rushed onto the stage.
He exclaimed incredulously, his eyes fixed intently on Su Yu.
"Which one should I answer first?" Su Yu thought the master was overly excited. At his age, he shouldn't risk a cerebral hemorrhage from such agitation.
"Uh, I apologize. I got too carried away. That certainly wasn't gentlemanly behavior. Could I invite you for a drink and a chat?" Louis quickly said apologetically.
Hearing this, Su Yu glanced at Lin Yanyu in the distance. Seeing her nodding vigorously like a pecking chick, he then said to Louis, "The honor is all mine."
Upon hearing his response, Louis immediately smiled, a radiant smile.
"Teacher Louis, you haven't given your critique of this piece yet."
As the two prepared to leave the stage, an audience member urgently reminded them.
Louis paused at this reminder. He looked at the audience below, seeing everyone gazing at him with anticipation, seemingly waiting for his review of Ting Yu's performance.
"I apologize. I intend to go back and thoroughly analyze this piece. That is the only way to show it proper respect. As for Mr. Ting Yu's skill, I believe he can tell you himself." Louis's tone indicated he regarded Su Yu as an equal, which was unprecedented.
Su Yu, hearing himself being asked to respond, was initially taken aback, then smiled and shook his head. "Piano is merely a hobby of mine. I haven't had it rated."
After he said this,
The venue fell into silence.
Even the comments in the livestream decreased significantly.
In every country's livestream, there was nothing but question marks.
You call this skill a hobby???