Debut After Eight Years

Yang Jiansen, Li Jing, and Hao Jialing all turned their heads to look at the person who asked the question.

Yang Jiansen said in a low voice: "People in the folk music department are too ignorant!"

Hao Jialing looked at the black, long straight girl who asked the question, and said to Yang Jiansen in a low voice: "Dean, this is Meng Xinrui, a senior from the folk music department. She is very good at guzheng and erhu.”

Li Jing said slightly surprised: "Is she Meng Xinrui?"

Hao Jialing nodded: "Well, it's Senior Sister Meng Xinrui."

Li Jing smiled: "No wonder you dare to stand up and ask questions now."

Yang Jiansen stopped talking.

Meng Xinrui is a talented student of the folk music department. At the same time, her grandfather is the old principal of Moyin, and her mother is a generation of folk music masters. They need strength and background. If they are superficial, they need good looks and good looks.

It's a pity that I was admitted to Yangyin to study for a doctoral degree and left Moyin.

Yang Jiansen wanted to say something, but in the end he held back.

After the eerie silence at the scene, when Meng Xinrui stood up to ask questions, heated discussions quickly emerged.

"Why is the folk music department asking questions? This is a big class in the piano department. Professor Wang is a professor of the piano department, not the folk music department."

"That's Senior Sister Meng from the Department of Folk Music. She has a really nice temperament."

"It turned out to be Hei Changzhi Senior Meng, I dare not speak."

"By the way, what Senior Sister Meng said makes sense. Professor Wang did use a lot of folk music accompaniment in the arrangement of the song Dadi. I heard that the live performances were all students from the Department of Folk Music of Zhejiang Music, which shows that Professor Wang does have some research on folk music. Probably more than we imagined."

"Professor Wang didn't really write folk music, did he?"

"Look at Professor Wang's answer. With Professor Wang's talent, it's okay to write some folk music. It depends on whether the writing is good or not."

"I think it's really difficult for Professor Wang to come to class. There are always some off-topic questions, and they are very difficult to answer."

...

Jiang Yu said softly: "This is Meng Xinrui, who has already been admitted to the Department of Folk Music of Central Music to study for a Ph.D. I heard from my mother. Her mother is Senior Chen Xi."

Ru Ke immediately widened his eyes and asked in surprise, "Is she the daughter of Senior Chen Xi?"

Jiang Yu nodded affirmatively: "That's right, it's Senior Chen Xi's daughter, who is three years younger than me, and I've seen her since I was a child."

Ru Ke smiled: "This world is really small. I heard Senior Chen Xi's performance in the capital a few years ago. I heard that her daughter is very powerful, and more talented than Senior Chen Xi. Unfortunately, I have never seen it."

Murong Yue and Yang Zixuan also admired it one after another.

"Professor Chen Xi's daughter?"

"Professor Chen Xi doesn't show up much anymore. It is said that he has retired and will not perform. It's a pity."

Several people discussed it.

Meng Xinrui's mother, Chen Xi, is one of the few guzheng masters in China and a member of the National Chinese Orchestra. She used to perform with the National Chinese Orchestra all over the country and even around the world, making great contributions to the promotion of national music culture. contribute.

Geniuses in the field of music such as Jiang Yu, Ru Ke, Murong Yue, etc., are all familiar with the name Chen Xi.

Therefore, everyone's eyes on Meng Xinrui were no longer so hostile, but kind and curious.

Because, Meng Xinrui's mother is Professor Chen Xi, and Meng Xinrui has already been admitted to the Central Academy of Music to study for a Ph.D., and she will be regarded as their schoolgirls in the future, and they will be regarded as alumni.

can only say……

It's such a small world.

Or.

No matter in any field, after reaching a certain level, the circle is very small.

Ru Ke looked at Jiang Yu again and asked, "Jiang Jiang, does Professor Wang have any research on folk music?"

Jiang Yu stared at Wang Qian on the podium, and replied: "There must be research, and I think he is also very knowledgeable in folk music. When he was arranging music, he knew every instrument like the back of his hand, and he would personally give music to the music. The players demonstrate how to play, and the playing level is very high. Before, I heard him say that the piano is just a hobby. He said that he has many hobbies. The piano is not the only one, nor is it the strongest. I didn’t believe it at the time. I thought he was bragging .”

Jiang Yu paused, and said with a slightly serious tone: "After working with him for a few months, I believe what he said! Piano is indeed just one of his many hobbies, and it is not the strongest one. At least, I think His attainments in literature and calligraphy surpass those of the piano. His understanding of other musical instruments may not be inferior to the piano."

"This guy is a monster."

Jiang Yu gave Wang Qian a serious evaluation.

Murong Yue also nodded seriously and said: "That's right, what Jiang Jiang said is right, the more I get in touch with Wang Qian, the more I understand him, the more I feel that this guy is terrifyingly strong, he has completely refreshed my three views and redefined the term genius." The meaning of the noun. We are really ordinary in front of him."

Jiang Yu also nodded in recognition of Murong Yue's words.

After being together with Wang Qian for a few months, the biggest change between Jiang Yu and Murong Yue is that they are much more restrained and low-key.

I no longer have the pride of graduating from prestigious schools and the confidence in my own talents.

Their previous pride and self-confidence were shattered to nothing in front of Wang Qian.

After hearing this, Ru Ke and Yang Zixuan remained silent.

They were speechless.

Because, they used to be called geniuses by others, and they were children of other people's families in everyone's mouth.

However, they compared themselves with Wang Qian.

As Murong Yue said: It's really ordinary.

They still don't know how good Wang Qian is in other fields.

However, in the field of literary calligraphy alone, Wang Qian is already one of the new generation of literary and calligraphy leaders recognized by most of the domestic literary circles.

A few ancient poetry works are also enough to compare with those ancient masterpieces in textbooks, and are called the first person of modern ancient poetry by many people.

Talent, unparalleled!

The light covers everything.

Including the aura of other geniuses, it was also overshadowed by Wang Qian's light.

so……

It is not surprising that Wang Qian knows some folk music, it depends on how much he can understand and to what extent.

Several members of the Baojia Street Band looked at Wang Qian expectantly.

They have no prejudice against folk music, and only look forward to whether Wang Qian can bring surprises.

...

The discussion in the audience lasted for more than ten seconds.

Hei Changzhi and Meng Xinrui also heard the surrounding discussions.

However, she didn't care about other people, she just stared at the figure on the podium, expecting Wang Qian's answer.

After the discussion quieted down a bit.

Wang Qiancai looked at Meng Xinrui and asked, "Student, what musical instrument do you learn?"

Meng Xinrui froze for a moment before seriously answering: "I'm learning guzheng and erhu, and I can barely play pipa."

Wang Qian also thought about it for a while, and then said: "Actually, when I first started learning musical instruments, I learned our own national musical instruments. Then I started to get in touch with western musical instruments such as piano and violin. Therefore, I am sure about folk music. It's been researched."

There was once again a heated discussion at the scene.

Although, everyone has guessed, after all, there are more than a dozen musical instruments used in the songs composed by Wang Qian, and he must have studied folk music.

However, everyone was still surprised by Wang Qian's affirmative answer.

Meng Xinrui's eyes were a little excited, and she immediately asked: "So, Professor Wang, have you created some folk music? Can you share it with us now?"

Wang Qian said softly: "Well, I don't have much time now. Besides, some of my ideas about folk music have not yet taken shape. Playing it to everyone rashly may make people laugh, so let's forget it today."

Meng Xinrui: "No, Professor Wang's music will definitely bring us surprises. I implore Professor Wang to bring some different sounds to our folk music today."

Meng Xinrui's eyes were full of sincerity and longing.

In recent years, the development of folk music has stagnated.

The mainstream repertoires played by everyone are still the repertoires created by the older generation of masters decades ago, as well as some famous classical repertoires handed down from history.

In the past ten or twenty years, there have been almost no folk music pieces that can be called masterpieces!

certainly……

Not only folk music, but also other classical music fields such as piano and violin, the situation is similar.

Times are different.

Everyone's pursuit is different.

There are fewer and fewer people who can calm down to concentrate on research and artistic creation.

Driven by interests, people's hearts have become extremely impetuous.

Art, on the other hand, needs precipitation and accumulation the most, and masterpieces of art cannot be born in an impetuous atmosphere.

Therefore, the development of many cultural and artistic fields has almost entered a stage of stagnation, which is also an understandable inevitable result.

In recent years, the state has also paid attention to this situation.

We can't just develop the economy and forget our own culture and art. We need to develop the spiritual and cultural fields together with the economic field.

Therefore, in the past two years, the country's support and emphasis on the art field has been raised several levels, as can be seen from some programs on CCTV.

There are a large number of traditional cultural and artistic performances in the Spring Festival Gala and large-scale galas every year, and CCTV has also produced many variety shows to promote traditional cultural and artistic performances, which have been well received.

These can represent the attitude of the upper class.

Meng Xinrui has also been researching the creative direction of folk music for the past few years, but she is too young, inexperienced, and not well-prepared, so some of the repertoires she creates are very ordinary and hard to come up with.

She came to Wang Qian's class this time with the purpose of learning.

The question to Wang Qian was also on her whim.

The students from the Department of Folk Music who came to attend the class were greeted in advance, and they were not allowed to ask questions or make trouble, just listen to the class quietly...

Only the teachers and students of the piano department can stand up and ask questions and interact.

Because this is the home field of the piano department, and Wang Qian came to give lectures to the students of the piano department.

Teachers and students from other departments have already been privileged to attend lectures, and they have already taken advantage of the piano department.

Meng Xinrui broke this unspoken rule.

She witnessed Wang Qian playing a good new piano piece live, and she had more expectations for Wang Qian in her heart, hoping that Wang Qian might also create something in the field of folk music.

She expects Wang Qian to bring some vitality to the field of folk music.

Just like the changes Wang Qian brought to the piano field recently.

The folk music students around Meng Xinrui also looked at Wang Qian expectantly.

All the other teachers and students in the audience, as well as people outside the school, also looked at Wang Qian quietly after discussing for a while.

Yang Jiansen took the microphone in Hao Jialing's hand and said with a smile: "Professor Wang, you can take this class as long as you want, even if it lasts until night, all of us here have no objections."

The implication is that Yang Jiansen told Wang Qian not to worry about time, if there is a work, then please meet Meng Xinrui's small request.

Wang Qian looked a little embarrassed.

but.

There was applause among the students.

Then……

The applause of the audience once again flooded towards Wang Qian like a tide.

All the faces were full of excitement and anticipation, and the eyes were shining brightly.

Everyone agreed with Yang Jiansen's words, and hoped that Wang Qian could continue this class.

Wang Qian's heart softened, he shook his head helplessly, then waved to Meng Xinrui who was still standing there.

Meng Xinrui looked happy, and quickly walked out of her seat, walking quickly but gracefully and steadily towards the podium.

The applause also gradually quieted down.

Thousands of pairs of eyes looked at Wang Qian and Meng Xinrui curiously and expectantly, not knowing what would happen next.

Meng Xinrui came to the podium. She was not as tall as Qin Xuerong, but she should be over 1.6 meters tall. She was wearing a simple school uniform, her hair was draped over her shoulders, and her face had the air of a lady in a cartoon, which was very attractive.

However, as soon as Meng Xinrui came in front of Wang Qian, she bowed slightly to Wang Qian, then stood up and said respectfully: "Professor Wang, hello!"

Wang Qian waved his hand: "There is no need for so much etiquette, and I am not much older than you. I just want to ask, did you bring the guzheng here?"

A joyful smile appeared on Meng Xinrui's face, and she immediately replied, "I can get someone to get it, and it will be brought to you within two minutes."

Without waiting for Meng Xinrui and Wang Qian to say anything, a professor from the Department of Folk Music had already rushed out with two boys.

Many eyes watched the three people from the folk music department leave.

Meng Xinrui said softly to Wang Qian, "Professor Wang, please wait a moment."

Wang Qian nodded, and then said to everyone: "Everyone is making such a fuss, and I am too embarrassed to refuse it. It is not good for you to do so."

Hearing Wang Qian's words, thousands of people at the scene laughed softly and kindly.

The corners of Meng Xinrui's mouth were slightly raised, and she said in a low voice, "Everyone believes in Professor Wang's talent, and would like to hear more of Professor Wang's music works."

Then, with a change of tone, Meng Xinrui asked curiously in front of everyone, "Professor Wang, do you want to play a guzheng piece?"

Wang Qian put his hands behind his back and said calmly: "Try it, play a Guzheng piece I tried before, and show it to everyone. If you don't play it well, I won't play the Guzheng publicly anymore. , just practice in private.”

Meng Xinrui immediately said, "Whether Professor Wang plays well or not, we will like it."

clap clap clap...

The applause rang out again.

Everyone gave Meng Xinrui a lot of face, and even more so Wang Qian. Even if Wang Qian really couldn't play well, he would not try to tear down the stage.

After all, everyone has not forgotten that this is the big classroom of the piano department.

Wang Qian is a professor of the piano department.

He has proven himself again in the field of piano, released the fifth piece, and achieved success.

He didn't need to come to the field of folk music to wade through the muddy water, but was pushed by Meng Xinrui and everyone else to play a guzheng piece.

If Wang Qian didn't play well in the end, everyone would laugh at him.

That's just too inappropriate.

Wang Qian let Meng Xinrui stand next to the podium, then turned around and continued to talk about some difficulties in the song "Flying of the Bumble Bee" that he played just now.

but……

The attention of thousands of people in the audience was not focused on Wang Qian's lecture.

Everyone is full of expectations for Wang Qian's next guzheng performance.

Some impatient students still looked back from time to time to see if the students from the Department of Folk Music had brought the guzheng.

Jiang Yu, Murong Yue, Ru Ke, Yang Zixuan, and Yan Ru are most looking forward to it!

Juliet said in surprise to Zhongya: "Does Professor Wang want to play the guzheng? Is it really possible? The arrangement and soundtrack of popular songs is different from the separate guzheng music."

She has also listened to Wang Qian's The Great Earth, and was deeply impressed by the arrangement and accompaniment of many folk music in it, which has a unique Chinese cultural temperament.

However, she feels that it is different to create a piece for an instrument alone!

The difficulty is not a grade.

To create a piece of music alone, it is necessary to show the characteristics of this instrument and the cultural symbolism behind this instrument as a national instrument.

In other words, there must be a certain artistry and cultural temperament.

It is not at the same level as the soundtrack arrangement of pure pop music.

This is also one of the most important reasons why there have been quite a few popular classic songs in the Chinese music scene in the past 20 to 30 years, but there are almost no classical musical instruments.

Yu Zhongya was noncommittal, and said softly: "Look, this person's talent may exceed your imagination, and it may surprise us."

Juliet immediately kept silent and began to concentrate on listening to Wang Qian continue to explain the song "Flying of the Bumblebee". She wrote down all the main points in it and practiced it when she went back. This was her biggest gain today.

In a short while!

It's not ten minutes yet.

A few panting students came in from the entrance behind the podium, and together they lifted a heavy and majestic guzheng.

A middle-aged professor directed a few students to help put the guzheng together, and said to Wang Qian with a trace of respect: "Professor Wang, this is the best guzheng in our department. Would you like to try it first?"

Meng Xinrui said to Wang Qian: "Professor Wang, this guzheng is the treasure of the Department of Magic Music and Folk Music. It was made by a master of musical instruments more than 20 years ago. Passed away, this guzheng is his last swan song. My mother used this guzheng when she went to perform in Vienna's Golden Hall for the first time."

After listening to Meng Xinrui's words.

Wang Qian looked at Meng Xinrui in surprise.

Unexpectedly, her mother also went to Vienna's Golden Hall to perform folk music?

That is definitely a member of the national folk music orchestra, almost every one of them is a national treasure-level folk music master, and most of them are the last generation of folk music masters.

Because, in the past ten or twenty years, there have been only a handful of new generation folk music masters.

Master-level folk music members, there has been a serious fault.

Therefore, this also shows that Meng Xinrui's mother's generation of folk music masters has a higher status.

Wang Qian put away his thoughts and said to Meng Xinrui and the professor of the Department of Folk Music: "Actually, you don't need to give me such a good Guzheng. I just play it casually. If I don't play well, I will be ashamed."

Professor Minle said with a smile: "For Professor Wang, of course we want the best one."

Wang Qian didn't continue to say anything, walked up to the guzheng, stretched out his hand to test the sound and feel, and found that it was indeed very smooth, and had been tuned to the best condition. It seemed that the usual daily maintenance was done very well.

It is worthy of being the treasure of the magic music folk music department.

"good!"

Wang Qian said a good word seriously, to praise this guzheng.

Both Meng Xinrui and the professor of the Department of Folk Music showed a satisfied smile - it's enough to make Wang Qian satisfied!

The professor of the folk music department made a gesture of invitation to Wang Qian, then turned around and took a few panting and sweaty students off the stage and sat down in their seats.

Meng Xinrui didn't leave, she just stood beside Wang Qian and watched.

Facing thousands of pairs of eyes, she didn't have any stage fright, only Wang Qian and the guzheng were in her eyes.

No one spoke.

There is also almost no one taking the lead.

The applause immediately rang out enthusiastically.

Li Jing applauded and said to Yang Jiansen: "Director Yang, what do you think of Professor Wang's guzheng?"

Yang Jiansen shook his head: "I don't know, I haven't heard of it! However, the level should be good. No matter how well Professor Wang plays, you are not allowed to stand up and ask questions later."

Li Jing smiled: "Director Yang is afraid that I will destroy the stage?"

Yang Jiansen didn't speak, but just gave Li Jing a serious look.

Li Jing didn't appear to be afraid of Yang Jiansen at all, she turned her head and continued to look at Wang Qian.

I saw that Wang Qian had already sat down in front of the guzheng, and his whole person became a little softer and restrained, and then some resolute and courageous, yet calm as a mountain momentum gradually appeared on his face.

applause……

Gradually stop.

Everyone looked at Wang Qian expectantly.

Wang Qian did not move.

Just sitting in front of the guzheng, looking at the guzheng, the whole person remained motionless for five minutes!

Thousands of people in the audience also kept quiet, and they all tried their best to look at Wang Qian and the guzheng without blinking, for fear of missing the next exciting moment.

Meng Xinrui, who was the closest, also stood quietly beside Wang Qian, holding her breath gently, and tied up her long straight black hair with a hair rope on her wrist to reduce her sense of presence. .

She knew that there must be some meaning to Wang Qian calling her up on purpose to watch from a close distance.

Therefore, she focused all her attention on Wang Qian.

Thousands of people in the audience were silent for five minutes.

Just looking at Wang Qian who was sitting there doing nothing.

Some impatient people can't wait, but they dare not speak, dare not make a sound, for fear of disturbing something.

At this time...

Wang Qian raised his hands slowly, and there was a condensed killing aura in his whole body, but at the same time, there was a steady and steady temperament in it.

As if, a general is on the battlefield, sitting in the center of the town.

The atmosphere in the audience seemed to become tense.

Standing beside Wang Qian, Meng Xinrui even had the urge to kneel down, as if she was a soldier standing in front of the general and needed to kneel down to obey orders.

jingle bells...

Wang Qian's hand suddenly moved.

A rush of music unique to Guzheng sounded.

Everyone's hearts couldn't help being pulled by this voice, and they became extremely nervous and apprehensive.

It seems that the war is imminent, and I am involved in it, not knowing whether it will be life or death next!

Very chilling.

Wang Qian was still extremely focused and devoted himself to it.

The left hand played quickly, and the right hand showed a skillful finger-shaking technique...

The melody is tense and mysterious.

As if, there was a thick and rapid drumbeat in it.

A picture of an imminent war clearly emerged in everyone's minds!

Meng Xinrui's eyes widened, staring at every movement and detail of Wang Qian playing the guzheng, listening to every sound that came out of the playing.

This is……