He Fulin and Zhao Wei looked at each other with stunned expressions, and then looked at Zhou Xuehua.
Zhou Xuehua also looked surprised and shook his head slightly at the two of them, indicating that he didn't know.
Murong Yue, who was standing next to Qin Xuerong, whispered in Qin Xuerong's ear: "Xue'er, is your boyfriend mentally ill? What does he mean?"
Qin Xuerong stretched out his hand and pinched Murong Yue's waist: "You are the one who is mentally disturbed. He said it literally. Just listen to it."
In fact, Qin Xuerong also felt guilty.
She is not one of those young, brainless fans who are obsessed with young handsome boys, know nothing, and just keep mindlessly praising their so-called idols.
She knew the hidden meaning of Wang Qian's words. If she told them to others, she would definitely be called ignorant and pretentious by many people.
Jiang Yu couldn't help but chuckle softly, then he folded his arms across his chest, stood there, and looked at Wang Qian with a teasing look, as if he was looking at a clown.
"The songs he wrote are pretty good. I don't know how he charmed Xue'er!"
Jiang Yu looked at Qin Xuerong and saw that the girl was reluctant to take her eyes off Wang Qian and kept staring at him, sighing in her heart.
No matter what other people think.
Wang Qian was getting into the mood on his own, just like Jiang Yu just now, sitting in front of the piano, with his hands on his thighs, closing his eyes, and constantly searching for emotions in his mind.
Pianist, with the word "perform" in it, not just a piano player!
This is because the pianist needs to interpret all the emotions that are to be expressed in the piece.
When those piano masters play, their emotions are extremely full and excited. Coupled with their superb playing skills, they can naturally bring the audience around them into the mood of the music.
Wang Qian worked in composing music for several years in his previous life and was very familiar with many famous songs from all over the world, whether they were piano pieces or other pieces.
Because, only in this way can you find the more suitable song from them, and then blend it to make it your own. Those who understand will understand, and those who don’t understand don’t need to explain more.
Since rebirth.
Wang Qian gradually imprinted everything he had done in his past life into his memory and body!
piano.
A few years ago, he practiced for a few months and then gave up.
because.
He found that there was nothing to practice.
Open your eyes.
There was a gentleness in Wang Qian's eyes.
Then, he placed his hands gently on the piano keys, as if caressing his lover, and his ten fingers gently stroked across them, so gentle and silky.
Ding dong ding dong… Ding dong ding dong dong… Dong dong dong… Dong dong dong… Dong dong dong…
Each note is like a drizzle falling from the sky, gently falling into everyone's ears, and then blending into everyone's heart and body!
Murong Yue and Jiang Yu, both geniuses in the field of music, felt it most directly. Their bodies trembled instantly as if they were electrocuted.
Jiang Yu changed his gesture of crossing his arms in front of his chest to supporting his chin with one hand. The teasing smile on his face disappeared, and only seriousness remained. His eyes were full of thought. He looked at Wang Qian as if he was no longer looking at a clown, but a top pianist!
Murong Yue had almost the same expression, astonishment, seriousness, and thought!
They also confirmed that this was not a randomly made-up song; it sounded very pleasant to the ears and expressed emotions that were very intuitive and rich.
Moreover, Wang Qian's piano playing skills are absolutely superb, even better than Jiang Yu. There are almost no shortcomings in the expression of emotions and the coordination of music. If there is any flaw, it is that this relatively cheap piano limits Wang Qian's performance.
They immediately pictured a beautiful and gentle girl in their minds, and felt a sense of liking and attachment to the girl.
This is a song…
Piano song for confession!
but.
They absolutely don't believe now that this is a piano piece composed by Wang Qian himself.
So, they thought frantically in their minds, searching their memories for information about the song, trying to find the origin of the song.
He Fulin, Zhao Wei and Zhou Xuehua, on the other hand, behaved like bystanders, just staring with wide eyes and astonishment at Wang Qian's performance. The others could not provide any useful information.
After all, they are not professionals in the field of classical music. They can only judge whether the song sounds good and whether the performance is good, but they don’t know anything else!
Qin Xuerong felt that her heart was beating so fast that it was about to jump out of her throat. Her blood was boiling and she felt hot. She stared at Wang Qian with watery eyes, as if she wanted to swallow Wang Qian into her eyes.
She had a feeling.
This piano piece seems to be written for myself.
She could feel the affection in it, which came to her like a love poem, or like love words whispered in her ear.
So warm!
It was as if she was about to melt.
…
Three and a half minutes.
It's over in the blink of an eye.
certainly.
This is for everyone present.
When Wang Qian stopped moving his hands.
They haven't come back to their senses yet and are still a little shocked and immersed in the mood of the piano music.
Snap…
Snap…
Snap…
Zhao Wei was the first to come to his senses. He stretched out his hands and clapped hard.
He Fulin also stretched out his hands a little hurriedly and clapped hard following Zhao Wei's rhythm.
Snap, snap…
Zhou Xuehua laughed and clapped his hands vigorously.
Snap, snap…
Qin Xuerong quickly began to applaud, her face full of excited smiles and traces of tears on her cheeks. She couldn't help but get herself into the moment.
Murong Yue and Jiang Yu were the last to wake up. They looked at each other and saw that they were still a little confused. Then they shook their heads slightly, indicating that they really had never heard of this song and had no information about it in their memory.
With their professionalism, this is absolutely impossible.
This song is simple, pleasant to the ear and has clear expression. If it had been released to the outside world, it would definitely not have been buried in obscurity and would have been widely circulated.
Then, they must have heard of it, and even have been exposed to it since childhood, and they will explain it in class.
And now, they have no information.
All I can say is that this song has never been published.
As to whether it was created by Wang Qian himself, they still remain skeptical.
Then, both of them clapped softly.
Wang Qian stood up and waved his hands at everyone: "Excuse me, excuse me. Actually, piano is just my hobby, I just play it for fun. I'm not good at playing, please excuse me."
He Fulin said bluntly: "Wang Qian, you are too pretentious. If you are an amateur, we can't play."
Zhao Wei nodded in agreement, then looked at Zhou Xuehua with a questioning look in his eyes—Where did you find this guy? He's pretty awesome!
Zhou Xuehua smiled bitterly and shook his head, indicating that he didn't know he was so awesome.
Although they had never heard this piece of music before, based on their professional knowledge in the field of music, they were certain that Wang Qian's piano skills were absolutely top-notch. As to whether he was top-notch in the country or top-notch in the world, they didn't know because they couldn't tell the difference.
Jiang Yu gently put down his clapping hands, stared at Wang Qian and asked, "You really haven't studied piano professionally?"
Wang Qian: "I graduated with a degree in acting and took a few vocal lessons."
Jiang Yu was a little speechless. You are a student majoring in acting, but you don’t go to act and come to compose music
With her pride, she was unwilling to admit that she was inferior to others, but she knew clearly in her heart that she was not as good as Wang Qian in the field of piano playing alone.
If this song was really composed by Wang Qian.
That…
This person could be a master pianist!
The most important thing is.
He is a pianist who is unknown and unknown to anyone in the outside world.
Jiang Yu felt like he had discovered a treasure.
Murong Yue tiptoed and hopped in front of Wang Qian: "Then, can you teach me this song? By the way, what is the name of this song?"
Wang Qian wanted to name it "To Alice", but after thinking for a while with the tip of his toe nail, he realized that the name was too abstract and too far-fetched when spoken by himself, so he immediately followed the naming style of many piano masters: "Wang Qian's 10th Etude. If you want to learn it, of course you can. This piece is very simple and very suitable for beginners."
Murong Yue's eyes widened: "Your name is Wang Qian?"
Wang Qian nodded.
Murong Yue: "Named after you? The tenth etude? Are there any other etudes?"
Jiang Yu stared at Wang Qian.
Wang Qian answered truthfully: "Yes, there are some more, which I just wrote when I was bored."
Jiang Yu said calmly: "Are you bored often?"
Wang Qian shrugged: "Only for a while."
Murong Yue asked: "Then can we listen to the other exercises you wrote when you were bored?"
Wang Qian picked up his phone and checked the time: "No time. I'm very busy recently... By the way, have you decided? If you want to leave, I won't stop you. I'll find someone else."
Jiang Yu looked at Qin Xuerong, who had been staring at Wang Qian and seemed to be infatuated with him, and said softly, "I can cooperate with you."
Murong Yue: "Then what kind of music do you want to make?"
Bang!
Wang Qian snapped his fingers and took out a stack of papers from the bag he brought with him: "Let's get started!"
Jiang Yu and Murong Yue were very curious and immediately came forward to pick it up and have a look!
He Fulin and Zhao Wei also walked over quickly.
Murong Yue held a piece of paper, her eyes wide open again, and asked in surprise: "Contract?"
Wang Qian smiled and said, "Of course, since we want to cooperate, let's make it official and sign a contract."
Zhou Xuehua nodded in agreement: "Of course..."
“It sounds so good…”
Qin Xuerong suddenly exclaimed in admiration at this time.