My system chooses to create an entertainment empire by itself

Chapter 123 Turkish March

"Haha, don't thank me yet. This is the opportunity I finally helped you to get." Lagu said with a smile from the side.

In the past month, Yan Zhi had to spend some time renting a piano room to practice, and when he practiced "Turkish March", Ragu listened to him.

When Lagu listened to the complete song, he was happier than Yan Zhi. He wanted to tell everyone that Yan Zhi had made a song that was different from all current styles.

Presumably the white-haired old man should also know this.

Are all Europeans like this?Sometimes Yan Zhi can't figure it out, but this happy prince is very interesting.

The white-haired old man left for a while, then sat back soon: "It's ready, I hope you can bring a wonderful performance."

"Thank you." Yan Zhi thanked, not only the white-haired old man, but also Ragu.

He didn't expect to release this song too early, but since it's here, it should be enough. This may be the highest place he can reach so far.

Besides, this can be regarded as gold-plated. If he returns to China after performing here, his worth may double again.

It would be great if one day he can hold his own concert, but it will take a few years, because his current repertoire is not enough.

In the next second half, there were some sonatas and concertos played by piano alone. As one of the world's three major symphony orchestras, the European National Orchestra did not live up to people's expectations.

At least as far as Yan Zhi is concerned, he is definitely not up to the level of the pianists there.

After the second half of the performance, the white-haired old man led Yan Zhi to the stage, and those in the audience were still staring at the young man in puzzlement.

In the past encore sessions, except for annual meetings, other people could usually come on stage to perform, but after all, everyone spent money, so you wouldn't invite a parallel importer to come on stage and torture everyone's ears.

Encores are often performed by some outstanding performers of the younger generation, who are also known to many people present.

All the people here are frequent concertgoers, and they would have heard of the concerts given by outstanding performers of the younger generation.

But the young man in front of everyone seems to have never seen it before.

Only the Xia people in the auditorium knew this boy.

In one of the seats, Professor Xia Yin Chen Wenzhan sat there and sighed: "Lao Cai, this apprentice is promising."

He came here specially to attend the concert, but unexpectedly met Yan Zhi.

The white-haired old man stepped onto the stage and introduced Yan Zhi's identity to everyone, which made a group of people suddenly realize.

They have almost heard of this name, but Yan Zhi is famous for his composition, not his performance.

So this invitation is because of Qu?Everyone thought so from the bottom of their hearts, if they met such an outstanding and young composer's request, it is normal for Hezardo's Music Association to give him an invitation.

Yan Zhi thanked the pianist of the European Symphony Orchestra, because he was about to use that precious piano.The pianist smiled gently and warned to use it to the fullest.

Although he is a musician in the world's three major symphony orchestras, he does not remain arrogant towards Yan Zhi.

Because Yan Zhi is a composer, composers enjoy the highest status in this circle, let alone a talented composer like Yan Zhi.

It's just that the conductor who was also an old organist who passed by still didn't give Yan Zhi any good looks.

Maybe he really likes smashing geniuses, Yan Zhi couldn't help thinking, does this guy think that he is the most genius in the world if he kills someone who is more talented than him?

The thought is terrifying.

Yan Zhi sat in front of the grand piano, and he looked at the grand piano silently for a few seconds. This should be the best piano he has ever touched.

If he can hold concerts frequently in the future, he will definitely order such a piano.

After brewing for a while, he struck a few keys quickly and forcefully, and a cheerful music began.

"It seems to be not bad, his playing level." Someone whispered to the person next to him, but after just saying a word, he calmed down and listened to the piece.

this style?

Everyone has noticed this style, this exceptionally peculiar style, a style that has never appeared in this world.

In Yan Zhi's previous life, Mozart's piece was included in a sonata, the third movement in it, but because of its unique and unique style, it was picked out by later generations.

Because Mozart marked "Turkish style", it was named "Turkish March".

In fact, this song is far from Turkish style, it can be said that it is not Turkish style at all.

Ragu was proudly pointing at Yan Zhi to the girl beside him, looking extremely excited.

The whole piece was smooth and natural, and the atmosphere full of virginity and liveliness infected everyone present.

The corners of someone's mouth raised slightly unconsciously, and he didn't even know why he did it. He seemed to be easily excited when he was immersed in this song.

This song also happened to be similar to the theme of this concert, and it was in a cheerful style like the previous waltz, which undoubtedly added to its appeal.

In this sacred and solemn place, Yan Zhi also worked hard, using his current highest level.

He doesn't expect a perfect performance, he just hopes to try his best to do better.

After the performance, Yan Zhi stood up with a smile and bowed. For him, he would be unconsciously excited every time he played this piece of music, which led to him liking this piece of music very much.

At least among all the songs or songs released by the system so far, this is the one he cherishes the most.

Warm and excited applause sounded from the other three sides, probably no one expected that this young man would write such a peculiar song.

Simple, but not ordinary.

"I found that I have fallen in love with this song." Someone said excitedly to the person next to him.

"Me too." That's how the man responded.

Yan Zhi didn't leave here directly, but walked back to his seat, and there was another player behind him.

"That's great, my friend." Raghu gave him a big hug excitedly.

The white-haired old man on the other side of Yan Zhi smiled gently and said: "Your playing level is not bad. Although it is not as good as the next one, you still gave us a wonderful performance with your outstanding composition skills."

"Thank you." Yan Zhi thanked him, he was grateful for such a rare opportunity.

In fact, for him, because he has positioned himself as a performer, he hopes to have an opportunity to perform in such a place rather than on a singing stage.

After Yan Zhi sat down, many people still looked over. For this circle, a young and outstanding composer is more precious than an equivalent performer.

Yan Zhi's next one is a pianist, but the repertoire he plays is not as loud as Yan Zhi's applause.

At the end of the encore, Yan Zhi hurriedly packed his things, as he still had to go to the desert.

"Wait, Mr. Yan Zhi, I want to ask you to help us score the movie."

Yan Zhicai walked out of the auditorium, and a middle-aged man with brown hair handed him a business card.

He glanced at the business card - Noni Film and Television Company, he knew this company, one of the four largest film companies in the world.

Yan Zhi didn't have the ability to compose, and was about to refuse, but the system suddenly shouted in his mind: "Promise him!"

(End of this chapter)