Debut After Eight Years

The whole audience stood up in an instant.

However, they were all standing up in the middle and back rows, and no one stood up in the front row.

Those big artists and top celebrities and rich people will not stand up so easily to be the first birds, it will appear that they have no self-cultivation.

And the words of this middle-aged man also made the discussion in the audience more intensive.

"Proof? How to prove this."

"It's just a big talk, how to prove it?"

"He just said that on purpose."

"He doesn't understand music at all, what does that prove?"

"I really want to leave now. I don't want to stay here for a second. Listening to him is an insult to me."

...

Many people were outraged by Wang Qian's words. If they didn't care about the face of Juilliard School and many art masters, many people would want to leave.

Wang Qian looked at the middle-aged man who was talking, and then scanned the hundreds of figures standing up, waved and said: "If you want to ask questions, come one by one. Don't worry, I will give you a chance to express yourself demands."

Everyone saw that Wang Qian still looked very calm and calm at this time, and they were a little puzzled and puzzled.

Only Sophie, Taylor, Jiang Yu, Juliet, Chen Xiaowen, Liu Shengnan and a few people who have absolute admiration and trust in Wang Qian are full of trust and expectation, looking forward to how Wang Qian can shut these people up.

Sophie also said to her father, Ma Long, "I believe Professor Wang Qian is telling the truth. I have talked with him about music several times, and each time I can gain a lot. It seems that he understands all the essence of music, One sentence can solve my doubts and make me understand the essence of music better.”

"It's as if, standing at a high place, looking down, he can see all the scenery."

Sophie's words made Malone's calm complexion change slightly.

He knows that Sophie is not a liar, and he also knows that Sophie's understanding and comprehension ability in music are all historical-level existences, and her talent and understanding are even higher than his.

So, what Sophie said means that it is true.

Ma Long didn't speak, but just glanced at the other world-class music masters, and saw that they all looked serious and ugly, and there was a smile on the corner of their mouths.

Then, Ma Long whispered to Sophie: "There is no way to prove such a conceptual thing. Unless, he can convince everyone present..."

"But do you think it's possible?"

After listening to her father's words, Sophie frowned slightly, and looked at Wang Qian slightly worried.

indeed.

Since ancient times, there has been a saying that there is no second in martial arts and no first in literature.

The field of art is naturally also a branch of culture.

How can this metaphysical cultural concept be recognized and convinced by everyone?

Even if you conquer the whole world, if people don't recognize it, there is nothing you can do.

After all, the art of music cannot be quantified, nor does it exist objectively, it is very subjective.

Unlike scientific theorems, what is right is right and what is wrong is wrong. There is no ambiguity, and no one can deny a correct scientific theorem.

On the podium, Wang Qian looked at the middle-aged man who asked the question, and continued: "Then how do you want me to prove it? Or, what do you want me to do now?"

The middle-aged man was wearing a well-crafted suit, his hair was well-groomed and shiny, and he also had an air of music and art on his body. Looking at Wang Qian, he said loudly: "Say, you have mastered the main trunk of music art, and those branches are in your hands. It seems simple and easy. Can I understand that you have mastered the playing skills of all instruments?"

Hearing the middle-aged man's words, the scene was in an uproar again.

Many people stared wide-eyed at the middle-aged man standing there tall and straight.

"Master all the instruments? How is that possible? Not even God."

"Indeed, this is impossible. There are at least dozens of mainstream musical instruments in the world."

"There are also some unpopular musical instruments that I haven't heard before. Even the music that I have studied for more than 30 years, there are many musical instruments that I have never seen or heard."

"Hahaha, I see how Wang Qian answered, it's embarrassing now."

"Bragging, there is a price to pay..."

...

Many great artists in the front row stared at Wang Qian, and many of them had a hint of sarcasm on their lips.

Ru Meilong, looking at Wang Qian, as if watching a clown performing, muttered to himself in a low voice: "If I had known, I would not have come to New York, and I wasted two days of time."

Max and other senior executives of the Juilliard School frowned helplessly.

But Wang Qian on the podium did not hesitate, looked at the other party and said affirmatively: "It is too exaggerated to talk about all the musical instruments. I am not a professional student of music. I have never seen or heard many unpopular musical instruments. How could it be possible?" Can play?"

The middle-aged man had a triumphant smile on his face, and was about to continue talking.

Wang Qian did not pause, and continued: "However, I can basically play all the mainstream instruments that I have come into contact with. I can also play some unpopular instruments that I have seen and come into contact with."

The discussion at the scene fell silent for an instant.

In an instant, it changed from the buzzing buzz just now to the audible needle drop.

Everyone stared at Wang Qian with wide eyes, and many people frowned.

The middle-aged man was also shocked for a moment when he heard Wang Qian's words, and then he sneered and said, "You mean, you know all the mainstream musical instruments?"

Wang Qian nodded, and said confidently: "Of course, I just said it!"

Middle-aged man: "Piano, violin, cello, harp, saxophone, trumpet, flute...you know all of these?"

As expected, the middle-aged man was born in the field of music art, and the instruments he was talking about were only those used in classical music. He didn't mention any instruments such as guitars and jazz drums used in pop music.

Moreover, Wang Qian has demonstrated historical-level bass playing skills on the stage of the World Championships, and bass and guitar are almost universal, and a historical-level bassist can be said to be a historical-level guitarist.

All eyes were on Wang Qian, and many people were very nervous.

Even Meilong, who had some disdain for Wang Qian just now, was inexplicably nervous at the moment, looking forward to Wang Qian's answer.

Max and other people from the Juilliard School held their hands tightly, not knowing what would happen next, or what the fate of the Juilliard School would be.

Under everyone's gaze, Wang Qian thought for a few seconds, then looked at the other party and said, "I do know what you said. When I was interested in musical instruments, I practiced these instruments casually. I can do it all. In fact, I can do more than you say."

Wow...

There was an uproar again at the scene.

No one thought of it.

Wang Qian actually said that he knows everything?

Moreover, he will be more than that?

Everyone stared at Wang Qian in disbelief.

Whether it is Meilong or other European and American music artists who resist and disdain Wang Qian.

People like Qin Xuerong, Qin Xuehong, Jiang Yu, Murong Yue, Sophie, Taylor, etc. who trusted and cared for Wang Qian.

Hearing Wang Qian's answer, he couldn't believe it.

I can't believe that Wang Qian really knows so many mainstream European and American musical instruments?

Even Jiang Yu, Juliet, Murong Yue and others who believed that Wang Qian was the god of music, only believed that Wang Qian understood the music theory of these instruments, but never believed that Wang Qian really knew all the instruments.

After all, that is impossible.

Gu Si

It's something even God can't do.

How can people do it?

The face of the middle-aged man standing there alone was flushed, his eyes were fixed on Wang Qian, his artistic atmosphere disappeared without a trace, like a gambler at the gambling table, he almost roared and said: "Impossible, that's impossible, you're lying, you're bragging."

Wang Qian smiled lightly, facing all the disbelieving and questioning eyes in the audience, looked at each other calmly, and said, "You don't believe me, there is nothing you can do."

The middle-aged man continued to shout: "You have the ability to play all these instruments on the spot, otherwise you are lying and bragging, and you are not worthy of standing there to give lectures."

Wang Qian still kept smiling and said, "It's impossible, I don't have so much time. However, since I have said everything, I will naturally be responsible. So, I can give you and others a chance!"

"Today, I can play three instruments in addition to the piano!"

When the middle-aged man still wanted to talk.

Wang Qian continued: "You come to choose three instruments, you can choose from those instruments you just mentioned, or you can choose some relatively unpopular instruments. I will play for you..."

The middle-aged man opened his mouth and suddenly felt like a clown.

He wanted Wang Qian to play all the instruments to prove that he was not bragging or lying, but he also knew that was impossible.

Time on site does not allow.

Moreover, with so many instruments and so many performances, no one can handle such a high-intensity continuous performance.

So, he was silent for a few seconds.

And everyone else at the scene still stared at Wang Qian with wide eyes.

Everyone felt that what Wang Qian said was a bit exaggerated.

Three musical instruments other than the piano.

To know……

Among the musical instruments mentioned by the middle-aged man, several Chinese musical instruments were not included. Except for the violin, almost all of them had never been played by Wang Qian before.

Not to mention, Wang Qian also said, not limited to what has been said, but also other less popular instruments that have not been mentioned?

this……

The range is huge.

Many people couldn't help but gasp!

feel.

Wang Qian is bragging too much.

One is not good.

Just overturned.

after all.

Who would dare to do such a thing in front of the whole world?

If it fails later, it will be ruined.

At this scene and in front of the TVs all over the world, I don't know how many people are waiting for Wang Qian to be unlucky, and then they will make trouble.

Wang Qian saw that the scene was very quiet, and the middle-aged man stopped talking. He tapped the table with his fingers and said lightly: "Have you figured it out? You can choose one. Later, I will talk about it from the audience at the scene." The audience will be drawn to choose! Everyone can choose one."

The sound of breathing was rapid.

Many people couldn't help but raise their hands, wanting to get involved.

Most of the people wanted to deliberately pose a problem so that Wang Qian could not step down.

A few of them want to give Wang Qian a simple question, so that Wang Qian can complete it.

And the middle-aged man who was still standing stared at Wang Qian and said solemnly: "Okay! Then I will choose saxophone. I hope you can play a saxophone piece live!"

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Wang Qian, wanting to see Wang Qian's expression and inner thoughts, wondering whether Wang Qian would know it, or whether he was guilty.

But Wang Qian still said calmly: "Okay, you can sit down now. I will first talk about the main theme of this class, which is the piece I played in Los Angeles last time, and then I will play a saxophone. "

The middle-aged man nodded. Although he couldn't wait for Wang Qian to start fulfilling his promise now, he also knew that Wang Qian was the one giving lectures, and it was already impolite for him to disturb others' lectures. Wang Qian had already agreed to his excessive request , If you interrupt Wang Qian's lecture plan again, it will be really inappropriate.

Therefore, middle-aged men want to sit down.

but!

Just about to sit down, he said loudly again: "Yes, I remember you said. You never play other people's music, and you never will. So, when you play the sax, do you have to do the same? ?”

hiss!

There was some sound of inhalation at the scene.

The temperature that allowed thousands of people to gather at the scene dropped a lot, effectively curbing the greenhouse effect.

However, everyone couldn't hold back the shock in their hearts.

Thousands of pairs of eyes stared at the middle-aged man. Many people who resisted Wang Qian couldn't help but want to give a thumbs up and praise for a good job!

To play three other instruments, you can't play other people's works, you can only play your own works!

This difficulty...

It was almost like God would hide his face and leave when he saw it.

Many people who care about Wang Qian are full of worry. No matter how much they worship and believe in Wang Qian, they have to admit at this moment that such a thing is really impossible for God.

This is too embarrassing.

Qin Xuerong wished she could go on stage and pull Wang Qian to leave immediately, leaving this unfriendly place.

Wang Qian also leaned against the desk, tapped the table lightly with his fingers, stared at the other party, and said calmly, "Of course, I can do what I said."

A big smile appeared on the face of the middle-aged man, as if he was sure of winning, he said: "Okay, then I am looking forward to your performance. By the way, several saxophone masters I know are here, I think they will definitely be able to give You have a very respectable evaluation."

Wang Qian glanced at the middle and front row area, but he didn't see that those were master saxophone players, he just nodded and said, "Thank you..."

The middle-aged man sat down.

The scene exploded again, and the discussion soared.

"Nobody can do that."

"He doesn't really think he's a music god?"

"Hahaha, I want to watch a good show right now."

"I raised my hand, call me quickly, I also want him to play a musical instrument..."

"Call me, call me..."

"This class is really wonderful, hahaha..."

...

The atmosphere on the scene exploded in an instant, and thousands of palms were raised high, wanting to designate the instrument for Wang Qian to play, and many of them had dangerous eyes flashing.

At this moment, the audience watching in front of the TV also exploded.

The ratings data has risen wildly again...