The world's number one pianist

For Jiangzhou Conservatory of Music, there are many strong students in this class.

Wei Zijie barely stood out from a group of strong people with great efforts.

As a person from another state, it was very hard for him to beat so many people from Jiangzhou!

Now, after going through untold hardships, he finally had the opportunity to stand in front of He Shen and play for He Shen.

Listen to his work!

He looked at He Shen in front of him, especially at He Shen's face that didn't seem to be much older than him, and his mouth couldn't help but slightly grin, and his mind was full of thoughts.

Now is the best time for him to soar to the sky!

He Shen had taught the director of the piano department of Jiangzhou Conservatory of Music so well before.

He even helped Director Zhao break through a level directly!

Then, is it possible for Teacher He Shen to teach himself?

Let himself reach the level of Teacher Zhao before?

Then will he be the strongest one in the whole school except He Shen?

Stronger than those teachers?

As Wei Zijie thought about it, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but crack, and his saliva was about to flow down.

After all, you have to know who the person in front of you is!

This person is He Shen!

China's top pianist, China's very powerful piano educator!

He Shen!

This top boss actually appeared in front of him alive and wanted to teach him to play the piano!

Still alive, moving, talking and walking boss, to teach him to play the piano!

Wei Zijie didn't dare to dream of such treatment.

He looked at He Shen, and his mouth corners were getting bigger and bigger.

He Shen looked at the dazed student in front of him inexplicably and frowned.

"What are you waiting for?"

"Ah?" Wei Zijie woke up from his sweet dream when he heard He Shen's voice, wiped the saliva from the corners of his mouth, and said embarrassedly. "Oh, sorry teacher, I just..."

He Shen looked at Wei Zijie, his eyes narrowed slightly.

He did not blame Wei Zijie too much, but just waved his hand, pointed at Wei Zijie and pointed directly at the piano in front of him, and said: "Come on, let me see how much you understand about music."

"Okay, okay, no problem, teacher!"

Wei Zijie was relieved when he heard that He Shen was not angry, walked to the piano and sat down.

Put his fingers on the piano keyboard and took a deep breath.

After letting his emotions gradually enter the music, he moved!

Wei Zijie used his wrist to vibrate the keys slowly.

Dongdongdong...

Dongdongdong...

Dongdongdong...

The sound of the piano was very clear, full of rhythm, like a horse hoof, unfolding in this piano room.

This work is called the Demon King!

It is not Schubert's Demon King, but the Demon King adapted by Liszt!

As an adaptation maniac, plus a showmaniac Liszt!

Liszt did not just adapt a work in an ordinary way, but added endless embellishments to it!

Make it more gorgeous!

The sound effect of piano and vocal music combined into one is changed to the sound effect of piano alone.

In simple terms, it is...

Use a piano to play the effect of two people, piano and vocal music!

Therefore, this piece is very difficult!

The difficulty is not that the notes are difficult to recognize, or that the emotions of this piece are difficult to express.

But the octave!

This piece is all octaves!

The octaves that the left hand has been playing symbolize the sound of horse hooves in the music.

The right hand replaces the human voice and part of the harmony accompaniment!

Therefore, this piece is very difficult!

The fingers need to be kept active, otherwise the wrist will be stiff before the piece is played halfway, and there is no way to continue playing.

It may even be injured due to excessive stiffness!

Under this extremely difficult technique, coupled with the good overall mood of the music, it is also very enjoyable!

Therefore, this piece is very suitable for performance and performance.

Especially in more important occasions.

For example...

Now!

Wei Zijie looked at the keyboard in front of him very seriously, and his whole spirit was fully implemented on the music.

Let yourself become extremely focused.

In his hands, the music is kept flowing continuously and without stagnation.

And the sense of flow of the music gives this piece a stronger impact!

The music is very beautiful!

And Wei Zijie is worthy of his title of the best in the state!

But...

Wei Zijie was playing and suddenly found a problem!

He Shen didn't say anything.

Zhao Zitong and Ji Mengting stood aside and gave each other a look, but also didn't speak.

The atmosphere was a little bit depressing.

It was so depressing that people felt a little flustered.

And this depression soon reached Wei Zijie's hands!

His heart began to get a little confused...

It's not a difficult thing to feel the emotions of people around you!

As long as you are a musician...

No! As long as you have a good feeling for music, you can feel it!

Whether it's a student, a musician, or a pianist!

These people have a very common characteristic.

That is, they have a very strong sensory acceptance of everything around them.

They can easily guess what the people around them are thinking.

Through music and emotions!

Especially when they are on stage!

Did the audience put their emotions above their music and receive the emotions they conveyed to them?

Did the judges around them pay attention to themselves and feel their understanding of January?

Did the band on the stage follow their steps and perform in an extremely harmonious manner?

These emotions can actually be felt very clearly by the musicians on the stage.

Wei Zijie, so too!

But what he felt was not negative emotions...

But no feedback!

There was no feedback at all!

He was interpreting Liszt's Devil with all his strength, but for some reason, the strength was slightly reduced.

His face gradually changed a little bit.

He had no way of getting in touch with emotions!

He had no way of getting in touch with the emotions given to him by the people around him!

He had no way of sensing all the emotions.

He just felt that he punched the empty space.

Everything was empty.

There was no response.

All his emotions were for himself, and no one could receive his response!

If it was just He Shen, he would be fine and could accept it.

After all, He Shen had listened to many, many works, and his understanding and interpretation of music were definitely better than his!

But why...

Wei Zijie glanced at the two girls next to He Shen from the corner of his eye.

The two girls sitting on the sofa.

Zhao Zitong, and Ji Mengting!

Wei Zijie had heard before that He Shen had two female students. Both of them were graduate students in the school, and both served as assistant lecturers, assisting in teaching in the school.

Assistant lecturers and graduate students were actually not much older than him.

He was at least a pretty good student. He played so hard, but he couldn't even attract these two people who were not much older than him?

He couldn't even make them change their emotions a little bit.

Was his playing really that bad?

The strength of Wei Zijie's hands was gradually decreasing and getting weaker and weaker.

His interpretation of music gradually turned from endless catharsis to a state of great entanglement.

Gu He

wanted to release himself a little more, to make his emotions and thoughts more abundant.

But he was afraid that he would be too abundant and make mistakes in the music.

In addition, the surroundings were like a black box, without any emotional transmission.

Wei Zijie's state of mind was slightly broken.

But fortunately...

As a student who had taken multiple exams and had been performing since childhood, his music did not stop in the middle.

He still tried hard to finish this piece.

But...

When Wei Zijie put his hands down, his face had become very bad.

He felt that everything he played at the last moment was very bad.

His subsequent emotions were directly messed up.

Once his subsequent emotions were messed up, even if there was no problem with the notes he played later, his performance was definitely not excellent!

Thinking of this, Wei Zijie lowered his head even deeper, and he didn't even look at He Shen.

He Shen only glanced at Wei Zijie, turned his head and looked at Ji Mengting behind him, and slowly spoke.

"Ji Mengting, do you think he looks like you?"

"Huh? What?" Ji Mengting was puzzled.

"Entrance exam." He Shen reminded.

Ji Mengting suddenly heard He Shen's reminder, and couldn't help but tilt her head. After raising her head and thinking for a while, she suddenly remembered something.

Her face turned red instantly, and she whispered a little embarrassedly for a while: "Yes... a little bit..."

"Well, it seems that you have thought of it too." He Shen looked at Ji Mengting, and then looked at Wei Zijie who was bowing his head in front of him, and couldn't help shaking his head, not knowing what to say.

He really didn't expect why students nowadays have such poor psychological endurance.

Four years ago, Ji Mengting probably stood on the stage like this, following him to learn piano, but when she was halfway through playing, she couldn't feel her own feedback and also broke down.

And what about Wei Zijie in front of him?

He is the same!

Halfway through playing, he could not feel the feedback from the outside world, and began to collapse.

However, Wei Zijie was better than Ji Mengting, after all, he still finished playing, while Ji Mengting was still a little bit behind.

These two people...

They are really a bit alike...

He Shen sighed a little nostalgically, stretched out his hand, gently tapped Wei Zijie, and said casually.

"Just like your senior sister Ji Mengting four years ago, your heart is also in chaos."

"I have never really understood why you would start to doubt yourself and then collapse in such an occasion once you don't get feedback?"

"Why is it like this?"

He Shen looked at the two people and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

When the two people were a little scared and didn't know what to say, He Shen suddenly spoke slowly.

"I don't know if I haven't told you before. When I was in Europe, I once worked as a private piano accompanist for someone's wedding."

"I played the piano for both of them at a boss's wedding!"

"No, you shouldn't call her boss. That boss is actually a lawyer, the director of the largest law firm in Germany. His wife is a surgeon and has opened a private clinic and serves as a family doctor."

"The bride was relatively familiar with me at that time, because I had my personal insurance with her, and I often went to her place for regular medical check-ups."

"Because she was familiar with her, she invited me to accompany her, and I didn't refuse."

"She asked me to play Chopin's Piano Ballade No. 3 for her at her wedding, which is a very sad and sad piece."

"This piece is her favorite. She likes this piece very much. It was her musical enlightenment. She wants everyone to feel the beauty of music!"

"And I am the one who plays Chopin the best!"

"I don't know why she wanted to play a tragedy at her wedding, but I played it anyway."

He Shen said this place, looked at the students around him who listened to his story attentively, thought for a while, and did not continue speaking, but turned around and put his hand on the piano.

Press slowly.

Buzz…

The sound of the piano sounded instantly, and the sweet and sad emotion filled everyone's ears instantly.

Listening to He Shen's performance, Zhao Zitong, Ji Mengting, and Wei Zijie instantly understood why this girl liked to listen to Chopin's Piano Ballade No. 3.

Although this is a tragic song, it sounds really good.

However, it is obvious that people who do not understand the connotation of this work may really have no way of knowing what is behind this work.

This is probably why the bride likes this piece of music.

He Shen interpreted the music in his hands until fusion was about to occur. When the music reached its climax, he slowly raised his hands and did not continue to play, but continued to speak to everyone.

"I played it, but the feeling I had when I played it was very bad!"

"How bad is it?"

"It's that very awkward feeling!"

"The people around me are all elites from Europe, so their wedding is not a wedding at all!"

"With wine glasses in their hands, everyone is developing their own circle of friends to see if there is an opportunity to broaden their horizons and form cooperative relationships with some people."

"These people have no music at all in their hearts. They don't care about a pianist in the corner as an accompanist."

"That is to say, I was fairly well-known in the whole of Germany and in the whole of Europe at that time..."

"No one at that time cared who I was."

"What I felt during the concert was not any emotion about the music, only the thoughts in everyone's heart."

"All they think about is communication, communication, and transactions!"

"And at that time, in their hearts, I was just a foil?"

"They actually don't care what I play."

"When I play music, I can feel what they are thinking, because my emotions are not conveyed to them, but their emotions are conveyed to me."

“Even while I was playing, I could notice which person he wanted to work with and which person he was walking towards!”

"Until the end of my performance, except for the bride who kept clapping stupidly, no one had any reaction."

"There's no feeling about it."

When He Shen mentioned this place, he didn't know what he thought of. He twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, turned to look at Wei Zijie and Ji Mengting, and said.

"Do you think... what I did at that time was correct?"

"Huh?" Ji Mengting and Wei Zijie were both stunned at the same time.

They were still listening to the story, so why did they ask him out of nowhere if his behavior was right?

What is this behavior?

Observe other people’s behavior?

Or is it the act of speculating on other people’s thoughts in private?

The two looked at each other, not quite sure what He Shen meant.

When Wei Zijie saw that Ji Mengting was silent, he asked tentatively.

"Is this behavior...wrong?"

"Yes, this behavior is wrong."

He Shen turned around to face the piano again, put his hand on the piano, and said slowly.

"I am a pianist. When I interpret music, I must interpret it with all my heart!"

"I shouldn't care about the people around me or what they think!"

"Their ideas are of no use to me!"

"They follow my ideas and this can help me..."

"but!"

"Who can guarantee that every time you interpret music, these audiences will be able to adapt to your ideas?"

"A pianist is always alone when interpreting the piano!"

"The only thing they should carry in their hearts is music!"

"Also...there can only be music!"

After He Shen finished speaking, he glanced at Wei Zijie beside him and spoke very seriously.

"But since you have been chosen by Zhou San and played it in front of me once, I will briefly tell you about Liszt's Devil."

"As we all know, this is a narrative poem from Goethe."

"The main story is that a father is running in the forest with his seriously ill son. The devil seduces the child. After the child screams, he dies in his father's arms before returning home!"

"This is a story full of drama. The overall mood must not be too calm! This is the first point!"

"Secondly, in this narrative song, there are a total of four people standing in it, appearing as the main characters!"

"As the narrator of this story, his personal image is neutral and calm."

"As a father with a child, his image is anxious and authoritative!"

"As a dying child, his image is fearful and terrified. ..."

"As for the last demon king!"

"Cunning, weird, vicious, vicious, all these negative words can be used to describe the demon king in front of us!"

"Four different emotions, four different accents, together make up this piece!"

"Liszt's piece is an adaptation of Schubert's piece, so the right hand, as the main part of the performance, needs to pay more attention to this point!"

"And the left hand is responsible for constructing the emotions, background, and stage of the entire picture!"

"The sound of horse hooves, the whimpering in the forest, the hazy feeling of smoke!"

"Everything, all converged together, to interpret this piece that appeared in everyone's eyes!"

"Liszt adapted Schubert's opera, the demon king!"

"Work number: S558"

Before He Shen finished speaking, his eyes suddenly condensed, his fingers lifted up, and suddenly fell down.

Boom!

The sound of the piano suddenly rang out in this piano room, which was not very spacious!