The world's number one pianist

Many people could not sleep that night. More and more people began to analyze the relationship between He Shen and Zhou Renguang, and the tone of conspiracy theory became stronger and stronger. Read М

The rhythm driven by Xiao A, plus the fact that it is difficult to find the specific background of He Shen no matter where you look, makes it really hard to believe that there is no human operation behind it.

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All the other people came from a certain music school, but you are the only one who didn't know where you came from. Who would believe this?

Compared with He Shen being a student taught by an unknown god, that group of people are more willing to believe that He Shen is a student taught by Zhou Renguang.

It was not until the next day that Zhou Renguang released a message saying that he decided to withdraw from the Golden Piano Award finals, and the overall situation improved slightly.

Even so, many people still doubted whether this withdrawal from the competition was a disguised way of telling others that He Shen was Zhou Renguang's disciple, so that others could give points based on their observations?

The rhythms of each of them were floating everywhere, but He Shen seemed to be isolated from the world and had no idea of ​​the rhythm outside.

At around eight in the morning, after He Shen finished his morning practice, he rubbed his temples, walked to the faucet outside the basement, washed his face with cold water, and shook his head.

After practicing his part last night, he went online to buy a PDF file of the original score of Chopin's First Piano Concerto, borrowed a printer from Wang Pei, printed out the score, and wrote a lot of notes on it.

For example, the color conflict of the band, the contrast and distinction of the band's timbre, the confrontation and cooperation between the piano and the band, and so on and so forth...

He wrote down everything he could think of, which caused the originally clean score to become dirty and messy in an instant.

However, the messier it was, the more satisfied He Shen was with the score. After washing his face, he returned to the basement, picked up the score, and then carefully put it in his arms and walked towards Zhao Zitong's house.

As a result, before he reached her door, he found that Zhao Zitong was already standing at the door, waiting for him.

When Zhao Zitong saw He Shen coming, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she walked towards He Shen quickly. Halfway through, she realized that she was a bit reckless, so she immediately slowed down her pace and said to He Shen in a reserved manner.

"He Shen, you are here? You came very early today."

"Not early, it's almost time for class."

He Shen took out his mobile phone from his pocket and took a look, then shook his head, pointed to the outside of the community, and asked Zhao Zitong.

"Today I am going to take you to see the band ensemble, do you want to come?"

"Band ensemble?"

"Well, the ensemble of piano and band is a skill. It is not enough for the piano to play its own part. You also need to feel the pulse of the band when playing the piano, and use the piano to cooperate with the band, or to fight against the band."

"Eh..."

Zhao Zitong put her slender fingers on her chin, and was a little confused when she heard He Shen's words, but soon, a hint of excitement appeared on her face.

"So, you mean today is an extracurricular class? You don't have to take it at home? Is that what you mean?"

"Yeah, yes..."

"Okay!"

Zhao Zitong squeezed her fist hard, and He Shen looked at her inexplicably, not quite sure why Zhao Zitong was like this today.

According to her normal reaction, she shouldn't have confronted him first, then pretended to be reserved and refused, and finally reluctantly agreed. Why today, uh...

Particularly active?

Zhao Zitong had no idea what He Shen was thinking. She pushed He Shen hard, thinking of pushing him outside the community, while pushing him.

"Let's go, let's go quickly, I have something going on at home today, I don't want to stay at home."

"Something going on?"

"Well..."

Zhao Zitong hesitated for a moment, and the force she pushed He Shen was obviously a little smaller, but soon, she pushed He Shen hard and said in a vicious voice.

"It has nothing to do with you. You are not allowed to ask about my family's private affairs. You must not ask. I won't tell you even if you ask me."

"Oh."

"Oh..." Zhao Zitong looked at He Shen's nonchalant expression and wanted to punch him.

Shouldn't this cheap teacher of hers ask her questions at this time, and then she can take the opportunity to tell this cheap teacher about her family's situation.

Then this cheap teacher should comfort her or something...

Why is the plot different from what she thought?

Zhao Zitong glared at He Shen fiercely, and He Shen couldn't help but blink, not knowing where he had offended her again.

Zhao Zitong sighed and gave up the idea of ​​complaining. On the way, she suddenly remembered the news she saw last night and asked He Shen with interest.

"Hey, He Shen, I heard from others that you learned a lot from Zhou Renguang? Is that true? Are you Zhou Renguang's student?"

"With Mr. Zhou? I did learn a lot from him, but I don't know if I can be considered a student."

He Shen didn't understand why Zhao Zitong suddenly asked this, and couldn't help but feel a little confused, but still explained.

"She pointed out a key point for me before, which allowed me to break through the shackles and reach a higher level in my Chopin prelude."

"Isn't this a student? She can help you break through the shackles, but she is not a student?"

"Since you say it counts, then it counts."

He Shen didn't care, but Zhao Zitong nodded. After remembering this information, she asked tentatively in a low voice: "So... are you still the last person she taught before?"

"Before?"

"Uh, that was the last time you had class, she asked you to be shackled. Did she teach other people after that?"

"Probably not."

He Shen nodded. He was indeed the last one in the morning on the day of the semi-finals. I don't know if there were other people after him.

Mr. Zhou shouldn't teach people during lunch.

"Hiss, then..."

Zhao Zitong didn't know what to say for a while. She originally planned to treat the "Little A Talks about Music" as a joke, but she didn't expect it to be true?

Could it be that her teacher, who seemed to have no background, was actually a descendant of a famous family? The closed disciple of the strongest piano educator in China?

If so, wouldn't she be the grandson of Mr. Zhou Renguang?

My status seemed to have risen all of a sudden? Was it higher than her father's status all of a sudden?

Looking at Zhao Zitong who was constantly thinking about random things and grinning inexplicably, He Shen was a little confused, but he was too lazy to ask more.

Just like that, He Shen took Zhao Zitong to Jiangzhou Grand Theater... the nearby Jiangzhou Philharmonic Orchestra Grand Theater.

The Jiangzhou Philharmonic Orchestra Grand Theater is not big. Compared with the Jiangzhou Grand Theater that covers an unknown number of acres, this Jiangzhou Philharmonic Orchestra Grand Theater is a little pitiful.

It is probably the size of a very ordinary small gymnasium. The wall tiles at the outside gate are a little cracked. If you look closely at the "Jiangzhou Philharmonic Orchestra" on the white plaque at the gate, you can see that the paint on the plaque has begun to fall off.

In general, it looks like an old and dilapidated office. It is really hard to imagine that this is the location of the strongest orchestra in Jiangzhou.

He Shen and Zhao Zitong stood at the door and looked for a long time. After hesitating for a moment, they walked to the guard at the door, reached out and knocked on the glass, and whispered to the old man sitting inside drinking tea and reading newspapers.

"Hello, is this the location of the Jiangzhou Philharmonic Orchestra?"