The world's number one pianist

It was still very familiar, and when He Shen opened his eyes, he once again entered Chopin's memory. read

However, the memory this time is very different from the previous memory.

Woo...

The extremely long melody sounded in He Shen's ears. Chopin in his memory immediately turned around and looked at the folk artist. Unknowingly, his mind was empty, thinking about the music of that folk artist.

Soon, Chopin took out a piece of paper from his pocket, wrote many notes on it, recorded his inspiration, and then put it back in his pocket.

Music was playing on the street, and everyone had smiles on their faces and exchanged their thoughts with each other.

Cultures everywhere are booming, and Warsaw, Poland, where Chopin is located, is no exception. After recording countless inspirations, Chopin quickly returned to his room, leaned against the window, looked at the prosperity outside the window, and thought. The overall structure of the music.

This is a concerto, and its size is larger, more majestic, and more difficult to write than all other works.

The notes written by Chopin are not only piano parts, but also parts of other instruments. Countless parts come together to perform this concerto.

He Shen was pleasantly surprised to find that all the Chopard sound effects he wanted appeared in his mind.

This is the idea from the creator himself, everything he wants to show, and why he wants to show it all.

The sunlight outside the window disappeared quickly. Chopin looked up and found that the sun was almost setting. His eyes might not be able to bear it if he continued to rely on the sunlight to write. So he shook his head, walked to the desk, lit a candle, and continued writing.

Time passed quickly, and the Chopin manuscript in front of He Shen was getting thicker. The first and second movements were written without any slowness, just like flowing water from Chopin's hands.

Every time Chopin thought about writing, He Shen was given new ideas, making him more and more aware of the joy that Chopin felt when writing.

My country is prospering and everything is becoming so beautiful.

Unfortunately, if it is just ordinary praise, it will not go far.

The sun kept rising and setting, and He Shen suddenly discovered that he could no longer write Chopin.

Whether it was going out to relax or discussing with other people, he could never write the final third movement.

"I seem to be unable to write the final third movement? Every time I write this piece of music, I can't help but fall into the same panic as when I didn't know anything about the piano. I deeply feel that this is a very special performance. Therefore, I Worried that I might not be able to finish it.”

Chopin sent his letters to countless people, describing his inner hesitation and fear. He began to be afraid of writing and was no longer willing to complete this work.

Soon, he gave up forcing himself to complete the last third movement. He sat in front of the window, watched the sun and the sunset, and danced in countless social venues, as if he had forgotten this piece of his own.

But... He Shen knew that he didn't.

Every beat of music around Chopin would stir his nerves, stimulate his soul, and remind him of the third movement that he had not yet completed.

"Maybe...that's how it should be?"

Chopin left the dance hall, walked to his home, sat back at the candlelit table, soaked the pen beside him, and then slowly recalled his life in the past few months, and the notes in his hand slowly flowed out.

Dance, flexibility, drum beats, collision.

Colors like a kaleidoscope collided with each other in Chopin's mind, gradually becoming more and more brilliant, and the speed of writing in his hand became faster and faster.

The power is slowly gathering in this phrase, constantly accumulating, and finally, in the last one, it reaches its peak!

FF, stronger, a strength that no longer limits emotions, bursting out like a volcano!

Chopin came to the concert hall, found the band leader, handed them his score, and then sat on the piano.

Looking at the black and white keyboard under his hands, Chopin gave the conductor a look and started playing with both hands.

Incomparably full emotions began to swell, and every note was extremely consistent with the acoustic effect Chopard wanted to present, stimulating the emotions of all the players and the audience.

All these emotions converged into a powerful flame, and the arpeggio of the last movement ended everything magnificently.

As the last emotion dissipated, He Shen slowly left Chopin's memory, looked at the small basement in front of him, closed his eyes and fell into deep thought.

This extremely long concerto is different from those short pieces of music. Chopin's thoughts when writing this work were not coherent.

Even though this system tries to delete unnecessary memories as much as possible, these memories are still not coherent enough.

The forty-minute work has been memorized for half a year, with so many sound effects.

He Shen raised his hand, feeling what he was thinking during Chopin's last concert, and then pressed it slowly.

when……

The sound of the piano sounded, and He Shen's eyes closed.

Even without the accompaniment of a band, He Shen can still think of how the band should be when he plays.

This is a piano concerto from the romantic period. It no longer requires the orchestra to make way for the piano like in the classical period. In this period, the piano is the protagonist and the piano can compete with the orchestra.

He Shen's fingers kept running on the piano, fighting against the band in his brain, and the sound effect was getting closer to the sound effect Chopin had imagined when he played.

Finally, accompanied by a burst of arpeggios, He Shen raised his hands and couldn't help but smile.

Chopin's "First Piano Concerto in E Minor" has now officially entered the master level.

Unlike the prelude, the prelude was practiced and reached the peak of the specialization level before being pointed out to enter the master level. He has no idea how to practice it later.

Although this Chopin's First Piano Concerto in E Minor has just entered the master level, he knows very well how to practice now to turn the initial master level into the master peak.

He Shen gently rubbed his hands and was about to continue practicing to make his concerto reach the master peak. He took a look at the time. It was more than four o'clock in the morning, and the mind that was about to continue practicing the piano was immediately put down.

Forget it, go to bed first. If he doesn't sleep, He Shen feels that he can die suddenly.

Given the malnutrition and lack of sleep, it was a miracle that he could hold on for so long.

However... he really had to start working on his malnutrition. He didn't ask for a particularly good body, but he asked for a normal body.

After all, this piece of Chopin's "Piano Concerto No. 1 in E Minor" lasted 40 minutes, and he was still at the master level.

If he played at the master level throughout the whole process, he would definitely not be able to hold on, but if he deliberately let it go and concealed his shortcomings, that would be even more impossible.

He would never tolerate his subordinates producing works that did not meet his level.