The world's number one pianist

He Shen was not satisfied directly. He walked to the conductor's seat, not paying any attention to Wang Jianguo's eyes, took his own music score from in front of him, flipped through it, and frowned slightly. Reading М

The orchestra gave him a great feeling, but it was still a little bit short. He didn't know what it was.

He Shen took out a lollipop from his pocket, carefully tore open his coat, and tried to think about where the problem just now was with the sweet taste in his mouth.

Wang Jianguo looked at the lollipop He Shen was biting and asked in a low voice.

"What's wrong? Are you not satisfied with the first movement? Do you need to start over?"

As soon as his voice came out, all the musicians around him glared at each other.

How could he say such a thing at this time? What if this big devil really wants to come back? They really don't want to suffer the crime just now again.

He Shen did not agree to Wang Jianguo directly, but looked at the music score in his hand. When everyone was about to let go of their hearts, he spoke.

"Do it again."

"Good..."

Everyone wailed, but it was good. Their strong professionalism made them pick up their instruments immediately, put them in a fixed position, and wait for He Shen's command.

He Shen looked at the score and found out the wrong place in his heart. He did not let everyone start from the beginning directly, but prepared to enter from the place he guessed.

He felt that just now, it should be that the contrast in a certain place was not done well, which led to the difference in the emotions behind, and the emotions were not connected.

"From the 203rd to the 210th bar, where I and you are moving forward together, pay attention to the harmony between me and me, let the harmony colors gradually overlap, don't overlap so quickly, and make the contrast between the two themes a little exaggerated, pay attention to distinguish the bright and warm feelings."

"Good!"

Although they didn't want to do it again, they still nodded.

Seeing that there was an opportunity, Wang Jianguo immediately picked up the baton and walked to the podium. After giving He Shen a look, he gave everyone a pre-beat.

Dang!

The sound of the band and the piano sounded at the same time. As He Shen's piano deepened, the color given by the band became warmer.

Like the sun, from bright to slightly warm, the gradual superposition of harmonic colors satisfied He Shen's desired effect at once.

After playing this section of music until the end, He Shen nodded with satisfaction,

"Not bad!"

Before everyone had time to catch their breath, He Shen continued.

"Since you are all in good condition, let's check the first movement again. After confirming that it is correct, we will start the second movement."

"???"

Everyone almost couldn't catch their breath.

Isn't this person tired? Doesn't he get tired at all when he plays the piano?

Although it is a rehearsal, he doesn't need to be so nervous, but he should also have time to relax and joke with everyone. How nice it is to rehearse happily. Why is he so serious?

Unfortunately, they couldn't blame He Shen for being serious, and could only continue to practice with He Shen.

Soon, after countless repetitions and revisions, He Shen finally reluctantly had a little satisfaction with his performance.

Unfortunately, this band is still a little short of what he wants.

If there is a more professional band that can cooperate with him perfectly, the presentation of this music may be better.

The members of the band also noticed this problem very obviously. Their faces were slightly bitter and their expressions were very uncomfortable.

They once again touched their ceiling, the shackles at the top of their heads, the shackles they could not escape.

Many times, they could not meet He Shen's requirements, so they could only let He Shen's requirements lower again and again, to a level that they were a little bit difficult to accept.

This feeling was very uncomfortable, just like using a hammer to hit their self-esteem.

Before He Shen came, they still felt that they were the most powerful band in the whole Jiangzhou. As long as there were no other foreign bands, they were the biggest.

If there was a second band, it might be the Jiangzhou Song and Dance Troupe.

A small Golden Piano Award, although it is the highest-level award in the whole of China, but because the contestants are all young people, they do not have such a high understanding of life, so their level is also average.

For this kind of people, they felt from the beginning that they did not need to spend too much effort to play well.

But now, they met He Shen and realized their problems.

No matter how powerful they are, they are just Jiangzhou. Although Jiangzhou is very powerful, it is completely incomparable with Zhongzhou and Haicheng, but they think that Jiangzhou is the best in the world and are arrogant.

And the Jiangzhou First Orchestra can't meet the requirements of a young musician who is not very big.

What a shame.

Wang Jianguo looked at the group of colleagues whose atmosphere was gradually sinking. After He Shen finished playing the last movement, that is, the third movement, he walked to He Shen's side, looked at the music score in He Shen's hand, and asked in a low voice.

"Well, although I am very embarrassed, I want to... Can you lend me your notes? I think my understanding of Chopin's First Concerto is not enough, so..."

"Okay."

He Shen nodded. What he could do for this orchestra was still done to the best. Next, there were several high-level members who took a step further, such as the principal woodwinds, the principal violin, and so on.

It may not be of any help to ordinary members.

And when these principals play in a team, their effect on the entire orchestra is very limited.

Therefore, giving this score to the conductor and asking him to take it a step further may have a better effect on the band.

Seeing that He Shen agreed to give him the music score, Wang Jianguo couldn't help but smile. Then he waved to the person in charge of miscellaneous things next to him and asked him to bring a book and handed it to He Shen.

"This is the score of Chopin's First Piano Concerto and Chopin's Second Piano Concerto. The original score, without any personal additions, is a gift in return for giving me this score."

"..."

He Shen took the book and looked at the Urtext written on it, whether it was the pure version or the Polish version. He couldn't help but be surprised in his eyes.

The selling price of Urtext abroad is basically tens of euros. This pure Polish version is more expensive. The publisher is very particular about every position of the notes, and will also consider whether the overall aesthetics are beautiful and whether it can be watched by the performer. Comfort, will it cause fatigue to the performer and other issues?

If you buy this book in China, it will cost several hundred yuan, so you may not be able to buy it.

He Shen felt that he had earned a lot of money by using his own marked score to give others a pure original score, and he couldn't help but smile.

"Thank you."

"fine."

Wang Jianguo waved his hand, and then froze suddenly.

His eyes caught sight of the two contestants waiting anxiously behind the rehearsal hall.

Not one, but two, which proves...

Wang Jianguo looked at the clock in the room and slapped his head suddenly.

It's over. It's already past seven o'clock now. If we finish all the people behind, finish it to the letter, it will take at least early in the morning. There will be other players the next day.

Seeing Wang Jianguo's mouth gradually drooping and his aura getting lower and lower, He Shen very smartly pulled Zhao Zitong away first.