Debut After Eight Years

Under the watchful eyes of thousands of people and nearly two billion viewers around the world.

Wang Qian wrote the score completely on the blackboard.

but.

He doesn't go into as much detail as many might expect.

After Wang Qian finished writing the score of the Nocturne in E flat major, he turned around and sat down in front of the piano calmly without speaking.

Under everyone's slightly puzzled and surprised gazes.

He didn't explain or explain this piece of music, just sat in front of the piano and played it.

Although.

Everyone at the scene has already downloaded this song from the Internet and listened to it more than once.

Even those artists who study music art, everyone has heard it more than ten times, and they have read the score themselves, and they can already play it proficiently.

In the eyes of many of their music artists, this piece is very simple.

only……

When Wang Qian's hands were slowly beating on the piano keys and beating gently.

The notes fluttered out one by one, and instantly brought the audience back to the mood of the quiet night created by the song just now.

A poetic artistic conception was created in just a few notes.

There was a hint of intoxication on the faces of everyone present.

The eyes of those top music artists are full of shock and disbelief.

It is precisely because they have all heard this piece of music more than once, and have played and studied this piece of music in private, so they understand more clearly the huge gap between Wang Qian's performance and their own performance.

As the saying goes.

Sometimes, the gap between people is greater than the gap between people and dogs.

To be more precise.

The gap between Wang Qian and the world's top music artists in the art of piano performance is even greater than the gap between them and ordinary people who are tone-deficient.

Only by experiencing it personally can we know the gap more clearly.

There is absolutely a world of difference between a beginner and a master playing the same piece of music.

Now, several world-class piano masters have this feeling when listening to Wang Qian's performance. In front of Wang Qian's performance, they are like piano beginners.

Dawson said to Taylor beside him: "Professor Wang Qian's piano performance has improved again! To be honest, it is very scary. He can continue to improve after reaching his level, which is unique in history. Simply speaking of piano performance skills and realm For now, he can almost be said to be the undisputed first person in history."

Dawson's face was full of admiration and shock, and then he closed his eyes and listened carefully, as if he was enjoying the moment.

Taylor's eyes were also fixed on Wang Qian's figure, and he didn't want to leave for a second, as if Wang Qian would disappear if he left for a second.

Hoffman next to him also nodded slightly when he heard it, and said softly: "Now the pianists in the world are far inferior to him. In the art of piano performance, he has created a new historical peak! To the latecomers , setting a higher bar.”

Several people from Curtis Institute spoke very highly of Wang Qian.

Among them, most of them are relatively manageable evaluations, but some of them contain some private messages.

After all, Wang Qian is now considered a member of Curtis Institute.

The higher Wang Qian's achievements, the more honor and heritage Curtis Institute will enjoy in the future.

Ma Long also whispered to his daughter Sophie: "He has improved again. He seems to be born for music. Originally, there was a little gap between me and him, and now the gap is even bigger."

Sophie said lightly: "You shouldn't think about the gap, but how to improve yourself."

Hearing his daughter's unkind words to him, Ma Long smiled wryly, sighed to himself that the girl was not allowed to stay, and then continued to listen to Wang Qian's performance seriously!

Meilong, who was sitting in the second row, also had a serious expression at this moment, staring at Wang Qian, as if she wanted to dissect Wang Qian with her eyes, and see what was inside Wang Qian.

this piece!

It's not difficult, and everyone has heard it many times.

At this time, listening carefully to Wang Qian, the original creator's performance again, many people have more and deeper understanding, as if listening to it for the first time.

Later, Aisha beside Red said in admiration: "What a great pianist. Uncle Red, I have decided that I must buy a pair of Wang Qian's works for collection. Even if he can't become a music master in the future, It is just that this surpasses the performance realm of any pianist in history, which makes all his things have a certain collection value."

"Once he becomes a music giant in the future, or has higher achievements, all his handwriting and things will have greater collection value!"

"Uncle Reid, I have to say that your vision is very forward-looking."

Reid said lightly: "His piano performance is indeed the most beautiful enjoyment. I invested in him just to dig out and collect a national treasure collection with my own hands."

Elsa nodded in understanding.

In fact, not only Reid, her father also wanted to obtain a Chinese national treasure collection in this life.

However, neither of them has been successful so far.

They have been in the collection business for many years, and their accumulated net worth is also calculated in billions of dollars.

When I got older, I jumped out of the eyes of a businessman and only looked at things with the eyes of a collector, so I wanted to collect a collection of extremely high value and world-renowned.

And such collections are basically owned by the owner, either they are collected by the super rich and can be shown to you, but you can’t take them away; It is more difficult.

Elsa's father has given up.

However, Reid changed his mind. Instead of buying the existing world-class collections of national treasures, he went to dig out things that are not yet, and have the potential to be upgraded to national treasures in the future.

Then……

Reid now put the treasure on Wang Qian's body.

Aisha thought carefully, and after listening to Wang Qian's two piano performances live, she also had a super high recognition of Wang Qian in her heart, thinking that Wang Qian must be extraordinary in the future!

And in fact.

She knew that with Wang Qian's current achievements, even if he stopped at the same place in the future, his things would still be of high collection value.

You know, Wang Qian is now the god of rock and roll, the world's number one guitarist, the world's number one pianist, and so on.

Almost all the pop music sales charts in the world are monopolized by Wang Qian.

Such an existence can almost be said to have ruled the entire music field of this era, including the fields of pop music and classical music art, almost all of which were ruled by Wang Qian!

Such a character has never existed in the history of the world, so he is naturally qualified to enter the historical records of various countries in the world, and become a person in the history books.

Therefore, Wang Qian's things with special significance will naturally be of great value in the future.

During the heyday of rock and roll decades ago, the number one guitarist was called the God of Guitar by the people at that time. The performance guitars he used can now sell for millions of dollars!

Wang Qian's background and value are definitely higher than that of the guitar god decades ago, right?

Done!

Aisha made up her mind again, and began to plan her upcoming trip to China.

She didn't know Wang Qian's status in China and his literary achievements.

Valley

Otherwise, she might recognize the value of Wang Qian even more.

...

After a few minutes.

The second piece played by Wang Qian ended again.

but!

Wang Qian still didn't speak.

Many people wanted to applaud Wang Qian's wonderful and incredible performance again.

However, Wang Qian ignored them. After the performance was over, he stood up and went back to the blackboard again to continue writing.

Max glanced in surprise, and then quickly said: "Professor Wang Qian, wait a moment!"

Then, he got up and waved his hand. Sophia came over immediately with a few students, removed all the blackboards that were full of writing, took them down and put them together with the blackboards just now, and placed each piece separately to prevent collision and friction. cause wear and tear.

Then, he quickly installed a brand new blackboard for Wang Qian.

Many people at the scene were already accustomed to watching this scene happen again.

After witnessing and listening to Wang Qian's performance again, almost everyone at the scene was a little jealous of Juilliard's behavior.

Everyone can see that Wang Qian's success is not a fluke, his talent and musical realm are simply one dimension higher than the world, and he will surely achieve something in the future.

Then, every word written by Wang Qian at this moment may become a precious historical memory.

Who wouldn't want to own such a precious thing?

Even Meilong and other professors and students from the top music schools in Europe felt a little envious of the Juilliard School when they saw this scene.

With a smile on his lips, Max looked at Dawson and Hoffman from Curtis Institute again, and then sat down calmly, as if he was a winner.

Both Dawson and Hoffman didn't care about it, their faces were expressionless, as if they didn't see Max.

Red whispered from behind, "It would be great to buy a complete blackboard of a piece from Juilliard after this class."

Aisha shrugged: "I want to too, but I think it's very difficult, almost impossible. It is said that the Juilliard School recently made a lot of money because of the live broadcast of this lecture, and now there is no shortage of money. Moreover, Uncle Red, what you said just now is quite right, if this kind of thing falls into the old-fashioned art academy, it is basically impossible to come out again."

Reid looked regretful.

On the podium, Wang Qian calmly watched Sophia and the others replace the blackboard, and was about to come to the blackboard to continue writing.

At the scene, many people raised their hands.

"Professor, I have a question!"

One of them even yelled at Wang Qian, as if he was afraid that Wang Qian would not see him.

Dozens of other people also raised their hands, but they didn't make a sound. Among them were Hans Lawson, Rodin, and the middle-aged man who just asked Wang Qian to play the saxophone.

Wang Qian glanced around, then pointed at the young man who spoke up: "What's your problem?"

The young man seemed to be a student of a top music school. He stood up and spoke very fast, "Professor, you played two pieces in succession just now. However, you didn't explain the details and meaning of them at all...I think..."

The young man hadn't finished speaking.

Wang Qian interrupted the other party directly, and said, "What do you think? Since you can think for yourself, then why do you ask me? Which music academy do you belong to?"

The young man froze for a moment. He didn't expect Wang Qian to be so impolite. He subconsciously said, "Eastman College, Hank, Department of Piano!"

Wang Qian said indifferently: "Are the students of Eastman College at this level? Don't they have their own ideas? Can't they think for themselves?"

"Who can come to my class, who is not a genius?"

"I thought that if I explained it to you in detail, it might be an insult to your talent and talent. Because, I believe you can see it and figure it out for yourself."

"Now it seems that I think highly of you?"

Wang Qian's question caused many people in the audience to look unhappy.

It's as if the teacher said in class: You are the worst class of students I have ever taught!

Especially the dozens of people who raised their hands to ask questions just now blushed.

Hank who stood up hastily lowered his head and said, "Yes, I'm sorry! I have some ideas, but I want to hear if it's the same as yours, Professor!"

Many others held their breath, kept a low profile, and carefully focused on the commonality and inner meaning of the two pieces by Wang Qian.

Nocturne!

Seems to be at the heart of it.

Wang Qian's voice spread throughout the audience again: "Actually, I don't plan to give too many explanations in this class. Because, you who are sitting here are already the most powerful and powerful in the field of music art in the world. A group of talented people. If even you need me to explain in detail."

"Then, I will be very disappointed in this world."

Hank's face turned pale with shame, and he quickly said, "Sorry, sorry, I think, I have no problem."

After speaking, Hank quickly sat down, not daring to look at the surrounding Eastman College students and teachers, feeling that he was ashamed of the college.

Max, Ma Long, Mellon, Dawson and other top music artists in the front row felt a little strange after hearing Wang Qian's words.

Because, what Wang Qian said was also aimed at them.

At the same time, their hearts were even more looking forward to it.

If Wang Qian doesn't give a detailed explanation in this class, but just focuses on releasing new works...

So!

Today's class will sweep the field of European and American music art.

because!

With Wang Qian's playing speed and frequency just now.

In this class, Wang Qian may release five or six works.

If these works really constitute a successful series.

That……

The field of music and art in the world is about to change!

All the music art masters on the scene, as well as the teachers and students of the top music schools in the world, more or less thought of this information, and everyone looked serious for a while.

The atmosphere of the whole scene became solemn.

seem!

Something very sacred is happening here.

creak creak...

now.

There was only the sound of chalk in Wang Qian's hand rubbing against the blackboard.