Chapter 537: Chapter 361 Debussy - "Moonlight" (Part 1)_2
Zhang Dong made a "wait a moment" gesture, then picked up the instant noodle cup and drank the soup in one go.
"Burp~"
Zhang Dong let out a full burp and placed the cup on the table.
This scene made everyone’s hearts break even more.
In the past, Dong’s livestream used to have red wine!
"I’m not in the mood for jokes today. I didn’t even want to stream today."
Zhang Dong’s gaze was severe as he looked at the livestream view on the computer screen,
"But today’s competition, Dong has to witness it together with everyone..."
"Mr. Moonlight and Miss Cat, they’re not... two people fighting!"
"If they encounter any injustice, we’ll bear it together!"
After speaking, Zhang Dong revealed a deeply worried expression and looked towards the venue.
Then, he clasped his hands into fists and placed them in front of his chest, making a praying gesture,
"Brothers, lend your power to Moonlight and Cat!"
...
...
All eyes were focused.
Thousands of audience members and online viewers held their breath.
Finally,
As the stage lights focused.
Gan Yanyu’s high heels... landed on the ground.
The young man and woman stepped onto the stage!
"They’re finally here."
In the office, Yao Han widened his eyes, staring intently at the two.
Lin Tian sat down at the piano on one side of the stage, while Gan Yanyu sat on a chair diagonally in front, the cello elegantly resting on her knee.
The two exchanged a glance and both took a deep breath.
The first to raise his hand was Lin Tian.
"Dong——"
The piano sound fell, the pace gradually slowed.
The ripple-like arpeggios spread over the stage floor, reflecting the resplendent ceiling.
And as Lin Tian’s right-hand melody ascended to the high registers,
Gan Yanyu’s bow gently rested on the strings, the deep chant enveloping every note as softly as the night.
Extremely gentle.
.....
Even just the prelude,
was a completely different feeling from earlier’s "Gun Out Like a Dragon."
This kind of music was so serene and captivating.
In no time, it hooked the heartstrings of the audience present.
"Mr. Moonlight’s piano playing is truly getting better and better."
Zhang Dong sighed, "Now he can completely synchronize with Miss Cat’s cello, which is really not easy."
What surprised him even more was.
He never expected Lin Tian and Gan Yanyu to choose such a gentle piece for such a decisive competition.
"How could this happen....."
Zhang Dong was puzzled and a bit anxious,
"How can this kind of piece compete with Pop Music?"
It’s not that gentle styles are not good.
It’s just that the frightening topic of Pop Music remains—under the condition where "Gun Out Like a Dragon" just maximized the audience and judges’ threshold, this kind of less melodic piece makes it hard to evoke empathy.
He originally thought that for such an important competition.
Lin Tian would at least write a piece like "Can Can" for a showdown.
At the very least, he shouldn’t lose out in terms of listening experience, right?
At this critical juncture, Zhang Dong really couldn’t care about much and started to worry directly about Lin Tian’s choice of piece.
And after Zhang Dong expressed concern over the choice of piece.
A comment slowly floated by.
[Look at the title of the piece.]
Zhang Dong was stunned. He then realized that he hadn’t paid attention to the name of this piece.
He immediately lowered his head and looked at the bottom left of the screen.
For a moment, Zhang Dong’s pupils suddenly widened.
—"Moonlight."
"Moonlight...?"
At the commentary table.
Fengye tilted her head and squinted her eyes,
"Using his own name as the theme...."
"And yet, it’s such a pure classical music piece."
Thinking of this, Fengye laughed.
"What’s so funny?"
Zhu Ye, beside her, asked curiously.
"Mr. Lin Tian is giving us a lesson here."
Fengye said, "A beautiful lesson in classical music."
"....."
As the music moved into the development section.
Lin Tian’s piano gradually accelerated, like waves in the night, gently advancing forward.
While Gan Yanyu’s cello was like the moon in the night sky, casting a silvery light onto these waves.
The intertwining created a mesmerizing night-time coastal scenery.
Everything was so harmonious and calm.
The sound of the instruments floated from the center stage to the judges’ table, to the audience, and reached every ear that was witness to this performance.
In a momentary trance, it seemed as if all struggles and hatreds ceased to exist.
The flames ignited by the previous "Gun Out Like a Dragon" were instantly extinguished.
The outcome and results of the competition seemed to lose their significance in this moment, in this music.
"So beautiful..."
Zhu Ye couldn’t help but sigh.
Meanwhile, in the official livestream room.
Many of the audience, who earlier, at Fengye’s urging, patiently listened to the music attentively.
Now, they too, more or less, felt some emotions.
[Seems... not bad?]
[Perfect for listening to while studying at night.]
[Even though I didn’t quite get it, it felt comfortable to listen to...]
Another group of comments excitedly echoed:
[Absolutely, this beautiful piano and cello, where else can you hear something like Moonlight and Cat?]
[That’s why I love Moonlight and Cat, every time I listen to their new pieces, I feel healed!]
[This is truly tasteful music!]
[It’s really soothing, we haven’t even reached the climax yet! From what I know about Mr. Moonlight, there’s something bigger coming, just wait!]
.....
At this moment,
Zhang Dong, sitting in front of the computer, also closed his eyes, savoring the beauty of "Moonlight."
In a trance, following Gan Yanyu’s cello, he seemed to enter a brand-new scene.
Moonlight poured through the shattered stained glass of the chapel, flowing over the black and white keys of the piano. Zhang Dong drew the violin, with rippling arpeggios echoing under the vast dome...
"Mr. Moonlight, I truly cannot understand you."
Zhang Dong opened his eyes, almost bitterly smiling, sighing,
"Beautiful, it is truly beautiful."
"It’s been a long time since I heard a piece that calms my heart so much... Such a piece, saying it’s the pinnacle of classical music culture is not too much."
"But, performing such a classical piece... is it considered a swansong — dying without regrets?"
...
"Mr. Lin Tian, does he hope to use his own composed piece on this stage, to let everyone experience an ultimate classical music feast, as his farewell performance?"
At the commentary table, Fengye felt both joy and sorrow about this.
The joy is that he could appreciate such a beautiful classical landscape on this stage.
And the sorrow is that Mr. Lin Tian did not employ any means to counterattack.
In this semi-final doomed to fail,
perhaps Mr. Lin Tian and Mr. Gan Yanyu had long come to terms.
Since they cannot advance,
they leave no regrets!
On this stage watched by most of the music circle, for the last time, they presented a classical piece that reached the pinnacle in every aspect, letting people experience the true cultural charm.
This way,
even if they are eliminated, it would still benefit them in continuing to play classical music in the future.
Thinking of this,
Fengye felt somewhat sad.
He clearly knew that, given the elimination was certain, Mr. Lin Tian’s choice was already the best it could be.
Yet he still felt it was a pity.
As if, deep down inside, there was always a feeling and expectation.
Expecting them to create a miracle that no one could anticipate, using a miracle to defy this fate...
"Fengye... don’t you think this music sounds a bit strange?"
At this moment,
Zhu Ye’s voice interrupted Fengye’s thoughts.
Strange?
Fengye was startled, he didn’t understand what this adjective meant.
"Just... feels, empty... not the kind of emptiness without depth, just purely... no story at all..." Zhu Ye frowned and described.
Fengye listened carefully to the music.
Gradually, his expression also became uneasy.
"Seems like it really is!!"
Fengye said while listening attentively, quite confused,
"No focal point, this piece!"
"Huh? No focal point??"
Zhu Ye’s expression was even more bewildered,
"A piece without a focal point, can it still be called classical music?"
"I... I also don’t know."
Fengye said with embarrassment.
This kind of situation he hadn’t encountered before, being not very knowledgeable, he hadn’t thoroughly studied classical music either.
However, in the usual understanding of people.
Classical music is most particular about structural beauty, isn’t it?
Music without even a structure, how would he know if it still counts as classical music?
So... what’s happening now?
Fengye was already baffled, he looked at Lin Tian on stage,
"Mr. Lin Tian... what are you trying to do??"