Debut After Eight Years

The program team specially gave Mark a few close-up shots!

After all, Mark is known as a science madman, and it is common for him to be angry at others on variety shows, and even scold the host.

When did he lose his composure?

This may be the first gaffe in front of the camera.

but……

Regardless of whether it was all the audience at the scene or all the audience in front of the TVs around the world, the focus of attention was not on Mark at this time.

Pairs of eyes from all over the world were watching the figure standing on the podium with his hands twitching slightly.

The ears listened to the familiar rhythm played by Wang Qian with slightly twitching hands.

When the familiar piano melody that everyone has heard sounds.

everybody knows……

Wang Qian did it!

Then, everyone was shocked inexplicably.

Many professionals in the music industry at the scene trembled with excitement, and stared at Wang Qian, as if they wanted to dissect Wang Qian to see if Wang Qian was an Earthling?

However, although everyone was shocked, no one spoke, and everyone remained silent. They just looked at Wang Qian and kept thinking about the weird electronic instrument played by Wang Qian.

The social platforms of various countries exploded first.

The number of speeches increased instantly.

"God, how did he do it? It took less than a minute to master this weird electronic instrument?"

"Have you noticed Mark's expression? It's so fun, I've taken a screenshot, and the expression pack is here."

"Only a few people in the world can play. Is it true? Will Mark act with Wang Qian?"

"Who do you think can invite Mark to act? Look at Mark's expression. This is the first time he has lost his composure in front of the camera."

"I have to say that the melody of this song "To Xuerong" is really nice, even if played by this weird instrument, it's still nice."

"Where is this musical instrument sold? I want to buy one and come back to play."

"When I watched Professor Wang play, it looked very funny, and it was also a twitching animation when I made it."

"Now, who dares to question Professor Wang's musical talent?"

"By the way, has Professor Wang really grasped the true meaning of music? So what exactly is the true meaning of music?"

"Anyway, I watched the live broadcast on my knees. My mother asked me why I watched TV on my knees. I didn't bother to talk to her."

...

Mark, who hadn't left on the podium, also quickly recovered his expression, but the stunned expression on his face disappeared, but the shock in his eyes still didn't appear at all, but became more and more intense!

because……

Wang Qian seemed to have really mastered the rules of this extremely rare electronic instrument. After playing Zhi Xue Rong extremely skillfully, he played a Rhapsody of Magic City that is also familiar to everyone very smoothly and proficiently!

There was no gap between Wang Qian's performance of the two pieces.

Everyone at the scene didn't make any sound, just quietly watched Wang Qian play two piano pieces one after another.

Mark didn't leave and went back to his seat. Without any stage fright, he stood in front of Wang Qian at close range in front of many cameras and thousands of people in the audience. He became the closest audience and watched carefully. Listening to any detail of Wang Qian's movements, listening to the familiar melody played by Wang Qian.

Mark was greatly shocked.

At this moment, he really felt the beauty of music and art.

Although!

The music played by this weird electronic instrument, in the eyes of many music artists, is definitely not related to music art.

However, Mark really felt the beauty of music art in his heart.

There is a kind of artistic beauty in Wang Qian's body.

No matter what Wang Qian does, it seems to be a kind of art!

Mark is called a madman, and he hates the presidents of various countries. Naturally, he is not convinced by anyone.

But now, he has a trace of admiration and respect for Wang Qian in his heart.

From simply liking Wang Qian's music works, to admiring Wang Qian himself.

soon!

Wang Qian finished playing the two works smoothly. He put down his hands, looked at Mark with a smile on his mouth, and said lightly: "It's a very interesting electronic instrument. It doesn't need to be touched, but it's actually not easy to play. There are no fixed keys... You need to Remember the position and movement of each note..."

Mark softly praised: "Yes, it is indeed difficult to master, so there are not many people in the world who can play. You are the fastest learner, and you are also the smoothest, the best, and the most beautiful. Yes! When you played just now, I almost thought I saw God... You are a miracle in your own right."

In front of everyone and all the cameras, Mark said the most praiseworthy words in his life to Wang Qian.

He has never praised a person so much!

Everyone at the scene also came to their senses, stood up one after another and gave their own warm applause again!

Mark bowed slightly to Wang Qian, then walked down while applauding.

Wang Qian hurriedly moved away, did not accept Mark's bow and looked at everyone who applauded enthusiastically, and gently put Mark's tremphone on, and would return it to the other party later.

Ononga's pan flute, he can take it.

Because, Ononga is a real music artist with pure mind.

As for Mark, he is said to be a technology madman, but in essence he is a businessman. All kinds of external annoyances are actually just his personality set up to the outside world. He is also the first super rich man to make himself an idol...

When Wang Qian dealt with capitalists, he would naturally clean up as much as he could.

No one at the scene cared about why Wang Qian didn't create new works when he played the trem!

Because, this kind of weird and unfamiliar electronic musical instrument can be played smoothly, which is already invincible.

Moreover, what Wang Qian played was also his own work, which was not a violation of what he had said before.

Many European and American music artists at the scene were completely conquered by Wang Qian's strong musical talent and strength at this moment. Even if there were some dissatisfaction and resistance deep in their hearts, they were deeply buried at this moment.

Looking at Wang Qian with a pair of eyes, there is only admiration and disbelief.

While applauding, Max said to the people around him: "He is really a miracle. If he can be left alone at Juilliard, then our school will truly become the world's number one music school."

The vice-principal of the Juilliard School next to him shook his head regretfully and said, "That's impossible. If he returns to Huaxia, he won't know when he will come back next time. If he can invite him to give lectures a few more times during his lifetime, it will be fine." It was a success."

Max thought for a while, then nodded to show that it was indeed so!

Behind Dawson whispered to Taylor: "Taylor, can you persuade Wang Qian to give a lecture in our school before returning to China? To be honest, I really want to listen to him every day. He is always full of miracles of music. .”

Taylor shook his head: "He wants to go home now, no one can persuade him to stay."

While applauding, Dawson looked back at He Chaohui and the others over there, and continued to say to Taylor: "Then, let's meet with the Huaxia delegation. Our cooperation with them can enter the substantive stage."

Taylor was surprised: "Professor, are you going to start offering Chinese music classes in Curtis?"

Dawson looked at Wang Qian, and said with a little regret: "We promised Wang Qian at the beginning, and we should do it. If we had done it earlier, maybe he would not give lectures at Julia now, but Back to us Curtis again..."

Taylor nodded: "If he starts this class in Curtis, professor, then our college must be the world's number one music art college next year!"

Dawson said affirmatively: "Yes, it's a pity that we still haven't been able to fully open everything to him. Fortunately, it's not too late. Let's start now, Curtis Institute and Professor Wang Qian, and Several Huaxia Conservatory of Music entered into a real full cooperation!"

Taylor smiled and said: "If our students can lead the Juilliard School, we will first establish a Chinese folk music department. Professor, think about it, will Wang Qian refuse our invitation next time? With the Huaxia Folk Music Department of Curtis College Inviting him to give a Chinese folk music class in name, it is impossible for him to refuse."

Taylor knows Wang Qian very well. After all, he has had in-depth exchanges with Wang Qian several times, and he is extremely fascinated by Wang Qian in all aspects, so he also knows more about Wang Qian.

She also felt the closeness to the homeland of China from her father, and knew that Wang Qian also had a deep plot to develop Chinese folk music.

As long as you grasp this point, it is very simple for Curtis to invite Wang Qian to give lectures.

Dawson also knew this at this time, and said with certainty: "Yes, that's what I think."

Taylor nodded: "I don't know, should Professor Wang's class be over?"

Dawson also looked at Wang Qian with a little regret.

Everyone else at the scene had similar emotions and expressions.

Some regrets, and more to say!

According to what Wang Qian said just now, he can only play two works, and the class will end.

Just now, Wang Qian used that weird electronic instrument to play two works in a row, which can be regarded as fulfilling his promise just now, and now he said that get out of class is over, which makes sense.

seem!

Everyone hopes that this class can last for a while, and that Wang Qian can continue to stand on the podium to interpret the essence of music art.

So, everyone spontaneously applauded and applauded...

The applause lasted for nearly ten minutes.

Those who didn't know thought that everyone was applauding for the trem played by Wang Qian just now.

In fact, everyone applauded for everything about Wang Qian's class.

Wang Qian stood quietly in front of the desk, and he really had the idea of ​​ending the class in his heart, and he didn't want to continue playing the piano.

He felt physically and mentally exhausted.

Look at the faces applauding one by one.

Wang Qian accepted everything calmly and enjoyed the applause for ten minutes. Seeing that everyone hadn't stopped, he couldn't help but waved his hand to signal that everyone could stop.

Many older music artists and celebrities and rich people couldn't bear it any longer. At this time, they all stopped and quickly sat down. Their faces were a little tired, but their eyes were still full of excitement and regret.

Excited about the music art audition enjoyment enjoyed in this class, but unfortunately this class is coming to an end.

The applause gradually stopped, and Wang Qian still hadn't spoken.

There were densely packed arms at the scene. This time, more people raised their hands, thousands of people. Almost everyone raised their arms. Many top music artists and celebrities and rich people in the first few rows almost all raised their arms. I want to meet Wang Qian face to face and say a few words one-on-one.

Mark, who had just gone back to sit down, raised his hand again at this time, regretting that he hadn't said a few more words to Wang Qian on the podium just now.

Christine, Green and many other popular musicians in the back also raised their hands, hoping to be seen by Wang Qian!

Reid and Aisha also raised their hands, each with their own thoughts...

Wang Qian looked at the countless arms that reappeared at the scene, his eyes were calm, and he said softly: "I'm sorry, the two works I mentioned just now have been played, and I will not play any instruments in the future. Since everyone I still have something to say, so I will finally ask someone to get up and say something, and then this class will end..."

Many people raised their arms even more eagerly after hearing what Wang Qian said.

Wang Qian glanced at the scene and saw an old Chinese man in the third row with white beard and hair and wearing a Tang suit. He stretched out his hand and said, "This old man, get up and talk about it."

The old man in the Tang suit raised his arms and hesitated for a moment, obviously he did not expect to be called by Wang Qian, and was reminded by a young woman beside him: "Grandpa, Professor Wang is calling you, if you don't want to wake up, you can let me! "

After being stunned for a second, the old man in Tang suit quickly stood up, his face was a little flushed, and he looked a little excited. Looking at Wang Qian, his eyes were full of admiration and respect, and he spoke in authentic Chinese: "Professor Wang, I grew up in Raised in North America. You're the most incredible person I've ever met."

Wang Qian also said in Chinese: "Thank you, sir, what's your last name?"

The old man introduced himself: "Professor Wang can call me Lao Xie. I heard from my father that he came from Bashu with his grandfather a hundred years ago, so I have always regarded myself as a Bashu person."

Wang Qian admired: "Thank you so much, you can go back and have a look if you have time. Bashu is developing very fast now, and it's also very good!"

The old man nodded: "Yes, I understand. Professor Wang, I am here today, and I have a kind request."

Most of the audience who came to the scene were European and American, and they couldn't understand what Wang Qian and Lao Xie were talking about.

Only a few Chinese can understand what they say.

Max, Dawson, Rick, Mellon and others were full of doubts and puzzlements. They didn't know what Wang Qian was talking about, and they didn't know if they missed any important information.

Wang Qian looked at the old man: "You can talk about it first."

Lao Xie took a deep breath to calm himself down, and then said carefully: "Professor Wang, I have studied Chinese culture since I was a child. I like our own Chinese culture very much, so I can speak Chinese fluently and can also write a good calligraphy. I know that you are more of a master in this respect..."

"so……"