The world's number one pianist

With these hours of practice, He Shen roughly understood the difference between the professional level and the master level.

In simple terms, when you play a piece of music from beginning to end according to the marks on the score, that is, when the completion is 100%, then you can get close to the line of breaking through the professional level.

When your completion exceeds 100% and you have a little idea of ​​your own, you can enter the professional level, that is, reach 101%, just like He Shen's Chopin Prelude.

When your completion reaches 200%, you have touched the end of this piece of music, the top of the professional level.

If you want to break through the professional level and enter the master level, you need an opportunity.

When you can feel what Chopin is, when you can really feel Chopin, you have the opportunity to enter the master level.

However...

He Shen feels that after the master level, there is another realm. He is not sure about this realm, but he just feels that there is this realm.

This realm does not seem to continue to develop above the master level. As far as Chopin is concerned, the master level Chopin has already reached the end. The other realm seems to open up another new path.

Perhaps it is a new understanding of a piece of work?

He Shen is not sure. There is no accurate standard for him to measure, and he has never seen anyone reach this level.

Even the system in his mind did not give him a particularly accurate answer.

He Shen shook his head, put this matter behind him, looked at Zhao Zitong who was extremely excited over there, and asked.

"What do you think about your future works?"

"Huh? Works?"

Zhao Zitong suddenly became quiet, she turned her head to look at He Shen, a little confused.

"What piece? Don't you just need to play one piece?"

"If you are preparing for the art exam, then you only need to play two pieces, and you can choose another etude or sonata. If you are preparing for the school exams of those schools, you need to prepare four pieces."

He Shen explained lightly, put the music score in his hand back in front of Zhao Zitong, walked to the bookshelf on the side, and looked at her collection of books.

"You can choose a prelude and fugue of the Well-Tempered Clavier, or an etude from the Romantic period, or a sonata from the Classical period. Which one do you plan to practice first?"

"Teacher!"

Zhao Zitong suddenly raised her hand and asked He Shen.

"Well, ahem, He Shen, you told Uncle Zhou before that you wanted to play that Chopin prelude. Can I choose it? I want to learn yours."

"No." He Shen shook his head: "You can't choose."

"Huh? Why..."

He Shen immediately continued to explain: "The main reason why I don't let you choose that piece is not the difficulty or anything, but the twelve-tone equal temperament generally has a fixed direction."

"This direction is not music theory, nor is it pointing to Zhu Zaiyu, the discoverer of the twelve-tone equal temperament, but to Bach."

"Johann Sebastian Bach, a court musician, his work "Well-Tempered Clavier" is the name we are talking about, the twelve-tone equal temperament, which is what I just told you."

"There are 24 pieces in the twelve-tone equal temperament, each with a prelude and fugue, which should be 48 pieces in total."

"Do you want to learn?"

He Shen walked to Zhao Zitong and asked her.

He Shen had practiced all 24 preludes and fugues. When he was in school, he had to report a twelve-tone equal temperament every year, and he also had to play one when he graduated. He Shen thought it was too troublesome, so he spent a month practicing all 24 pieces.

One piece a day, and at the end of the month, he still had some time to review. The time arrangement was perfect.

It was just... it took a little long.

He Shen suddenly recalled his previous piano practice experience in school, and his body trembled.

From 7 o'clock in the morning when the piano room opened, to 11 o'clock in the evening when the piano room closed, except for half an hour of lunch at noon, he stayed in the piano room to practice the piano all the time, and almost died in it.

Zhao Zitong saw that although He Shen was indifferent, there was a hint of eagerness in his eyes, and nodded thoughtfully, got up carefully, and asked He Shen.

"He Shen, how about you... play it for me?"

"Okay."

He Shen nodded without any hesitation, sat on the piano bench that still had the warmth of Zhao Zitong, put his fingers on the piano keyboard, turned his head and said to Zhao Zitong.

"Now I will demonstrate the first one, C major, prelude."

He Shen pressed his fingers, seemingly playing frivolously, but actually immersed in the piano. Through his own skills, he played the Yamaha YUS3, which was used as a modern piano in Zhao Zitong's home, like a harpsichord.

The tone was crisp, short, and transparent, like the fluctuation of string music.

It didn't look like a modern piano at all.

He Shen played very fast, much faster than the speed given on the score. After playing the prelude, He Shen started to play the fugue without any hesitation and said.

"C major, four-part fugue."

The middle high part started first, followed by the treble part in an imitative way. After a measure, the third part also started.

Not long after, the fourth part also appeared.

Each theme is presented very clearly, and the overall harmony is very full.

Can clearly feel the overall flow of the music.

He Shen finished playing and asked.

"Do you like this twelve-tone equal temperament?"

"Hmm..."

Zhao Zitong hesitated a little, frowned slightly, and shook her head uncertainly.

"I don't like it very much. I don't seem to be particularly interested in this kind of mechanical work."

After saying that, she immediately waved her hand and said casually without waiting for He Shen to speak. "Hey, teacher, why are you so anxious? I just finished playing a piece. Let me polish this piece a few times first. Let's talk about it after it is stable."

"..."

He Shen looked at Zhao Zitong and didn't speak. Zhao Zitong couldn't help feeling weak in her heart. After quietly hiding two steps back, He Shen spoke.

"Two days."

"Eh? What two days?"

"After two days, I will finish the semi-finals and can accompany you to start a new work. During this time, you should first consider the selection of songs for the next work. I will also think about it and send you a list of songs when I get back."

"Eh..."

Zhao Zitong pursed her lips and was about to say something, but seeing He Shen's extremely serious expression, she didn't dare to say it. She couldn't help but poke with both hands and whispered.

"Oh, I see..."

"Yeah."

He Shen nodded, glanced at the time, and when he was about to leave, Zhou San's text message came.

"The results of the semi-finals are out, congratulations, you have entered the semi-finals."