This star doesn’t work overtime

Chapter 306 304. Tired? Have a drink of water and read a book for a while...

Classics handed down from generation to generation are the classics handed down from generation to generation.

Just because it can be liked and appreciated by countless people from generation to generation, and they are willing to learn and pass it on!

In the eyes of many domestic folk music masters, experts and students at the scene, they are willing to learn and pass on the folk music played by Wang Cheng today, and they all have the potential to become classics handed down from generation to generation.

Two erhu pieces, one suona piece, and this pipa piece are all works that represent one musical instrument, and are no worse than the time-honored pieces they learned.

As Wang Cheng demonstrated his superb pipa playing skills, the whole story of House of Flying Daggers was also displayed in everyone's mind.

Everyone seemed to have heard a whole wonderful war movie from Wang Cheng's music performance. Every detail was exciting and tense. The atmosphere was created perfectly, arousing everyone's emotions...

Even foreign music artists such as Charles and Howard who are not familiar with the pipa have been immersed in the exciting emotions of music, with their expressions slightly red and some nervousness flashing in their eyes.

Everyone seemed to hear the clash of swords, spears, and halberds during the pipa playing, as well as the neighing of war horses, and the shouts and screams of many soldiers, all intertwined together. It was very exciting and thrilling!

at last……

Amidst a burst of music that was slightly regretful and sad, but still exciting and exciting, it came to an abrupt end!

Just when everyone was still immersed in the music, immersed in the wonderful war scenes, and immersed in the scene that seemed to be chasing the enemy at the end...

Wang Cheng's hands suddenly stopped.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, with a feeling that something was still unfinished. Seeing the wonderful things, they suddenly no longer felt uncomfortable afterward.

Both pairs of eyes looked at Wang Cheng blankly, with doubts. They didn't know whether Wang Cheng had finished playing, or was just taking a short break and would continue to play this piece of music?

Under everyone's gaze, Wang Cheng slowly stood up, stroked the Pipa, and put it back on the instrument stand with some reluctance.

obviously.

Wang Cheng has finished playing.

The scene instantly became lively.

"Ah...this song ends too suddenly, doesn't it?"

"It seemed like we were at the climax. Why did it end so suddenly?"

"I feel like I'm watching a war movie, and the exciting part is gone right when I see it. It's so uncomfortable."

"Is it because I only created half of it and ran out of inspiration?"

"Is Wang Cheng too willful?"

"This pipa music is the best pipa music I have ever heard!"

"How many pipa songs have you heard?"

"a!"

…

Almost everyone at the scene was full of reluctance and regret, but they were also helpless towards Wang Cheng.

Howard was speechless and said: "He is so willful. This piece of music is definitely one of the most emotionally evocative and picturesque pieces I have ever heard. It's the first time I've heard this instrument, but I’m totally hooked!”

After saying this, Howard was stunned for a moment. It seemed that he had already said this?

but……

who cares.

Howard was completely attracted by Wang Cheng's musical talent at this time, and even had some faint admiration for Wang Cheng in his heart.

However, thinking that Wang Cheng had never played piano, violin and other mainstream European and American instruments in such an important solo concert, he still had some grudges and dissatisfaction with Wang Cheng, so he suppressed the trace of admiration for Wang Cheng in his heart. !

The more people stand at the pinnacle of music and art, the more they can understand how incredible Wang Cheng's performance in the previous performances was.

Charles also nodded and said: "He has almost reached a perfect state of musical expression. This is a state that only exists in theory! He can use any instrument and any music to convey his music to everyone without any obstacles. The artistic concept, it’s incredible!”

Music is a language that truly has no barriers and is also the most intuitive expression of human emotions.

Anyone who listens to sad music will feel sad, regardless of race or language.

Likewise, happy music can affect everyone!

but……

Music artists who can do what Wang Cheng does, convey all subtle emotions and even pictures to everyone, without barriers and barriers, really only exist in theory.

Because this can only be done theoretically.

In reality, among all the music artists in the world for hundreds of years, no one has been able to achieve this, but everyone is pursuing this realm.

Now……

They experienced this state firsthand here.

Howard, Charles and others really want to bundle Wang Cheng back to Curtis Institute now, and then make a big publicity to make Curtis Institute great and revive classical music again.

so.

Howard, Charles, Hanks, Muller and other top music academies who had the same idea quickly clapped their hands and clapped their hands vigorously without being led by anyone.

Naturally, everyone else was applauding vigorously, and representatives from major music academies in the front row raised their hands to applaud, hoping that this would attract Wang Cheng's attention and take another look at them.

pity.

Wang Cheng still ignored all of them, as if the three thousand people there really didn't exist.

Fan Yu, who had never spoken much, said to the professors and leaders of the Magic Conservatory of Music around him: "Wang Cheng has become great. He has done everything that can be done with music in theory. I His suggestion is that the academy should invite him to join at any cost, as long as he can join, our Magic Sound will become great because of it!"

Han Feng applauded and said immediately: "As soon as the concert is over, I will go see Wang Cheng!"

Fan Yu sighed and said: "I really wish I could be thirty years younger. Then I would immediately go and become his teacher. Maybe my achievements in this life can be further improved!"

Several young professors of Moyin and talented students around Fan Yu looked at Wang Cheng with twinkling eyes. They were obviously very moved, and the senior students had the idea of ​​becoming Wang Cheng's students.

Tian Wen, who was not far away, also said: "I just hope that our college can clearly see the value of Wang Cheng and invite him to join at any cost. If Wang Cheng is snatched away by other colleges in the country, then we at Yangyin will be embarrassed. In the future, it may not be the strongest music academy in China. If Wang Cheng is robbed by a foreign academy, it will definitely be the biggest loss in the history of our Chinese music art!"

"He's really amazing!"

Tian Wen's mind was still filled with the sound of Pipa music that had just echoed, and the wonderful scenes of war and fighting were still echoing.

Yu Hong said softly: "This pipa tune reminds me of an allusion."

Chen Yuqi: "I also thought of an allusion, besieged on all sides, what's yours?"

Yu Hong stared at Wang Cheng and said with a smile: "Yes, we are besieged on all sides! The war scene described in this song is like the last decisive battle of the Chu-Han War. I really want to see the scene of Wu Jiang, the overlord of Chu, committing suicide. , the music is intense and tragic, and then stops abruptly..."

Both of them are geniuses in the Chinese Department and have a relatively good understanding of these literary histories, so they came up with these ideas.

Upon hearing this, Tian Wen thought carefully about the scene he had just seen from the music, and said in agreement: "Yes, this piece of music is so suitable for Besieged on All Sides. If Wang Cheng doesn't name him later, we will help him give it a name." The first pipa piece is called Besieged on All Sides. The other two erhu pieces and the suona piece also need to be given appropriate names. We cannot let such an excellent work be buried under a name."

"These are all classics that we have witnessed, and we will make them true classics that have been handed down from generation to generation."

The more Tian Wen spoke, the more excited and determined her tone became, with a sense of mission burning in her heart.

As a rare folk music master in China, Tian Wen feels that she has an obligation to promote the development of folk music, and she also has an obligation to carry forward these folk music pieces by Wang Cheng.

Chen Yuqi and Yu Hong both nodded in agreement after hearing this.

Chen Yuqi: "Mom, you are right. Wang Cheng doesn't care about this, but we can't care. We have to do something for him, and also do something for the entire Chinese folk music. Yu Hong and I will help you. If it's not enough, we can help You contact our teachers and other people you know..."

When it comes to naming, people from the Chinese department are naturally the best at it.

Tian Wen, as a folk music master in Beijing, naturally has extraordinary connections. Her husband is a professor at Beijing University. He smiled and said: "Don't worry, I will ask your father and the others to come forward if necessary! If Wang Cheng can speak on his own, that would be the best solution." It couldn't be better. He is a creator, a performer, and has amazing literary talent. If he can name it himself and promote it, it will definitely become popular quickly."

Chen Yuqi and Yu Hong couldn't help but shake their heads when they looked at Wang Cheng who put down his Pipa and put his hands behind his back as if taking a leisurely walk.

Wang Cheng seemed like he really didn't care about any of this.

The applause at the scene gradually subsided.

Then……

No surprise.

Hundreds more arms went up.

Almost everyone in the first few rows raised their arms. Even though Wang Cheng ignored them again and again, they still insisted on getting the opportunity to talk to Wang Cheng and hope that Wang Cheng could look at them more.

But.

Wang Cheng really had no interest in them. He walked around the stage with his hands behind his back, looking at all the familiar and unfamiliar instruments. He felt a little tired for a while.

Just now, he played two erhu tunes, a suona tune, and a pipa tune. Even though Wang Cheng's body was at the peak of his life, he was still a little tired. He picked up the music he had brought with him. Under the gaze of everyone present, the backpack opened the backpack on its own, took out its own thermos cup, opened the thermos cup, and took a swig of water without hesitation.

Three thousand pairs of eyes in the audience watched Wang Cheng drink water quietly, and everyone could clearly hear the gurgling sound Wang Cheng made when he drank water.

Wang Cheng just faced the three thousand people in the audience, drank the water, then slowly placed the water glass on the table again, sat down, and took out the book he read today from his schoolbag, just like that In front of more than 3,000 people, I watched...

There was an eerie silence at the scene!

There were hundreds of people holding their arms high. Their arms were already sore, but no one was willing to put them down for fear that they would miss the opportunity to talk to Wang Cheng.

But……

Wang Cheng ignored them completely, drank water on the stage, and started reading?

What is this doing?

Everyone has a question mark on their face!

Howard asked in a low voice: "Is this his solo concert?"

Charles said uncertainly: "I don't know... maybe?"

Claude, Scott and others also looked confused and confused.

Haixi, Phipps, Heidi, Eva, Yun Na and others also looked at Wang Cheng with puzzled and speechless faces.

Xu Chaohua, who was not far away, smiled bitterly in a low voice: "That's so willful..."

Yan Qing next to him whispered: "Maybe he is tired and wants to take a rest, relax and change his mood. Reading is a good way to relax."

Yan Qing's words made Xu Chaohua and others thoughtful.

Everyone else at the scene looked at Wang Cheng speechlessly, but no one dared to have any dissatisfaction with Wang Cheng at this time.

because……

Just the first four performances were worth their visit today.

Lin Dongqing smiled bitterly and said: "Maybe this is a genius. It is really different, and the things he does are completely invisible..."

Lin Mi looked at Wang Cheng worriedly: "He might be tired..."

Lin Dong was stunned for a moment, then helpless, knowing that his daughter might no longer belong to him at all.

Li Guang, Hu Xiaoshan, Zhang Huizhong, Xie Xingfeng, Shen Shenghui and others backstage looked at Wang Cheng sitting on the stage reading a book with speechless faces.

Zhang Huizhong also smiled bitterly and said: "Wang Cheng's behavior is becoming more and more unpredictable..."

Everyone around me knows that this is a nice saying.

To put it bluntly, they are becoming more and more wanton.

With so many people watching, they can do whatever they want.

If he didn't have such an awesome talent, he might not have known what he would be scolded for.

Xie Xingfeng's eyes were full of thoughts, and he kept asking himself - what would Wang Cheng do if he disobeyed the command on the Spring Festival Gala stage? During the performance, I still go my own way, what should I do?

Xie Xingfeng started to worry!

If there was an accident on the Spring Festival Gala stage, he would really be doomed.

The Spring Festival Gala is the grandest live broadcast stage of the year. If an accident occurs, his career as a great director may be cut off. It will be even harder for him to get the recognition of the entire Beijing circle.

A smile flashed in Shen Shenghui's eyes. He looked at the fear and dissatisfaction of Xie Xingfeng, Li Guang, and Zhang Huizhong towards Wang Cheng. He felt happy that it finally worked!

At this time, Wang Cheng had already put down the book in his hand.

He didn't look long.

He knows that music performance is the main theme of today's stage.

He was just reading to relax a little, so just reading for a few minutes was enough. The entire scene remained quiet, and no one seemed to want to disturb Wang Cheng at this time.

Just like clearing the computer's cache and reading a book for a while, Wang Cheng felt a little more relaxed.

Then……

Wang Cheng was too lazy to look for another instrument and sat down in front of the piano next to him.

Everyone at the scene was shocked.

Is it finally the piano’s turn?

Howard, Charles, Heidi, Phipps, Hanks, Muller and other top artists and talented students from European and American music schools all have the urge to cry!