The world's number one pianist

He Shen took out a lollipop from his pocket, carefully peeled off the outer layer of plastic paper, unfolded it and carefully put it into his pocket, then threw the lollipop into his mouth, feeling the stimulation of the sugar to his brain. His eyes couldn't help but narrow slightly. read

His whole person's aura surged out instantly, and the two people in the room were immediately affected by his aura and looked at He Shen involuntarily.

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After He Shen slowly went through all the fragments of Chopin's First Ballade in his mind, he opened his eyes, walked up to Zhao Zitong, looked at her condescendingly, and said.

"Stand up and let me play it for you. Listen to what Chopin is and what Ballade No. 1 is."

"What! You..." Zhao Zitong was about to get angry, but for some reason, seeing He Shen suddenly becoming so serious, his whole aura involuntarily weakened, and he said slightly aggrievedly.

"Can't you just say 'please'? You're not my teacher yet..."

He Shen didn't say anything, just looked at Zhao Zitong. The more he looked at her, the weaker her aura became, and her original slightly arrogant attitude was completely lost unconsciously.

Finally, she turned around and snorted, stood up from the piano with a guilty conscience, and walked to her mother's side.

After He Shen waited for Zhao Zitong to stand up, he unceremoniously sat down in front of the piano keyboard, turned his eyes to the two people sitting on the side, and said with great seriousness.

"Now, I will only play it once. I want to see how much you can experience in my playing, and then you can start playing again."

After saying that, looking at Zhao Zitong who was motionless, He Shen frowned and said, "What are you doing standing there? Taking pictures."

"Huh? Oh oh oh..."

Zhao Zitong took out his mobile phone from his pocket, turned on the camera function without much thought, and took a picture of He Shen.

Zhao Zitong looked at He Shen in the camera, and suddenly remembered that he was not his piano teacher, but he was so obedient. He was so angry that he complained softly.

"Just play the piano. What are you pretending to do? You also need to record it. Do you want to make a movie for you?"

He Shen didn't notice Zhao Zitong's expression at all, nor did he hear her whisper, he just looked at the camera that was pressing against his face and felt angry.

"What are you taking pictures of? Why are you slapping my face? Slapping my hands!"

"Huh? Oh oh oh..."

After Zhao Zitong unconsciously moved the phone camera towards him, He Shen nodded slowly and spoke to Zhao Zitong, who looked angry, and Xi Shuwen, who was holding back a smile.

"Now, I'll play and you listen."

After that, he turned his body back to face the piano, placed his fingers on the piano keyboard, and licked the lollipop in his mouth that had not yet melted. Feeling the sweetness, his eyes gradually narrowed. .

Just when Zhao Zitong was impatient with waiting and was about to stand up, He Shen moved.

when……

An extremely heavy bass sounded, and a series of sounds slowly climbed up along the foundation laid by this bass. With the support given by this extremely solid bass, they slowly climbed from the low to the high. department.

The unique sense of pathos of the Napoli Six Chords was instantly performed vividly by He Shen.

As we all know, the sixth chord is the first inversion of the triad, and the tonic triad is the most stable of all chords. The beginning of Chopin's First Ballade begins with the tonic triad, and it is inverted. becomes a sixth chord.

Compared with other six chords, the Naples sixth chord is a little special. It lowers the position of the root note, making the originally extremely strong sixth chord become a little bit free.

It can be the indicator sound of Li tone, or it can be the intermediary tone of changing tonality. This kind of feeling of being away, seeming to be absent, makes everyone's heart tremble.

Zhao Zitong, who was squatting to take the video, accidentally trembled. She didn't expect that this was just the beginning of the sound, but it was so different from hers!

The difference was so big that it was so big that she began to doubt her life.

It's obviously the same sound, it's obviously the same rhythm, it's obviously the same piano, but the people playing it are different. How can there be such a big change?

The piano, as a percussion instrument, has a congenital disadvantage, that is, the notes are easily produced one by one. However, under He Shen's hands, all the notes perfectly formed a line, an extremely perfect line.

The piano seems to be really singing.

Although the graininess of the piano keys is preserved, under He Shen's control, it becomes extremely subtle, like fine sand, which is fascinating.

Zhao Zitong didn't know where to look for a while. He looked at He Shen's face, his hands, and occasionally glanced at the piano score.

There were too many things to pay attention to, so much that she couldn't accept them all at once, so she could only put the others aside for the time being and concentrate on recording the video.

Only then did she fully understand why He Shen had just told her to make a video.

Otherwise, how could she fully understand it after just playing it once?

He Shen closed his eyes and didn't look at the piano in his hand at all. This Chopin's Ballade has been completely engraved in his heart. It can even be said that he can complete this nearly ten-minute work without any mistakes. Write it down silently.

Not just the sounds above, even the connections above, but also all the expression marks, expression terms, and speed changes.

The sound was flowing rapidly, spreading out from the piano, almost completely drowning the entire room.

A long series of extremely fast octave runs were played by He Shen, and then the whole movement ended with an extremely gentle sound.

From extremely fast to extremely slow, with the clever connection of two completely relative speeds, the end of Chopin's First Ballade gave people a feeling of extreme regret.

He Shen's hand slowly lifted up from the piano keyboard, and after the afterglow of this work dissipated in the air, he took out the lollipop with only one stick left from his mouth and slowly exhaled.

Turning his head, he found that Zhao Zitong was still holding a mobile phone and taking pictures. He couldn't help but frowned and said.

"What are you still shooting?"

"Ah? I..."

"The performance is over, you can turn it off."

"Oh..."

Zhao Zitong turned off the camera in a daze. She was still immersed in the Chopin First Piano Ballade that He Shen had just played, unable to extricate herself.

Is this really the same piece? The gap between me and my teacher is so big?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but spit, looked up at He Shen who had stood up and walked to the side, and couldn't help but pout.

There are so many people who play the piano well. Although this person plays the piano well, his personality is too bad!

I will never let this person be my tutor just because he plays the piano well!

Absolutely not!