Early the next morning.
Wang Qian returned to the state of being awakened by the sun.
The glaring sunlight shone on his eyes, causing him to open them.
It’s warm and I want to sleep a little longer.
However, I remembered that I still have to record a song today, and I promised on Weibo yesterday to upload those flowers.
Besides, I have to meet Jiang Yu’s mother, so it’s not good to arrive too late!
Get up, wash and tidy up quickly.
Get out!
Walk out of the apartment building.
Wang Qian saw a business car parked at the door.
Qin Xuerong sat in the driver's seat, holding a bun in one hand and soy milk in the other, eating the buns and soy milk with gusto.
Seeing Wang Qian coming out, Qin Xuerong hurriedly put the things in his hands on the passenger seat, and then picked up a cup of soy milk, two buns and a fried dough stick. The buns were still steaming. "I knew you would come down soon. Come and have breakfast."
Chi Chi…
Wang Qian wrinkled his nose and took a breath, hiding the emotion that almost shed tears. He reached out to take the bun, then sat in the back seat and asked, "Why are you here so early? Aren't Jiang Yu and Aunt He here with you? I can just take a taxi by myself."
Qin Xuerong picked up the buns and continued eating: "I have sent them to Uncle Zhou's record company. Lao Zhao and Lao He are also here, only you are missing!"
Wang Qian was a little embarrassed: "I told Lao Zhao and the others yesterday that I would go later."
Qin Xuerong started the car and drove off: "They thought you were being polite."
Wang Qian took his breakfast and ate it slowly: "You got up early, didn't you?"
Qin Xuerong smiled and said, "I'm fine. I'm used to it."
She is in charge of a company and is accustomed to working from dawn to dusk.
It’s just that recently she has shifted her attention to Wang Qian.
However, she did not give up on the company's affairs, and mostly gave instructions remotely, not personally attending to everything as she did at the beginning.
Wang Qian said nothing more.
He didn't know what he should say.
Qin Xuerong had finished breakfast and kept talking to Wang Qian while driving.
"Aunt He came last night and kept playing your song with Jiang Jiang. They also discussed it together. I didn't quite understand what they were saying. Anyway, Aunt He thinks highly of your song and must discuss it with you in person."
"Aunt He spoke highly of you, saying this is a masterpiece, hehe."
"Jiang Jiang is a little unhappy..."
"Aunt He said..."
…
Wang Qian was listening attentively, occasionally interjecting a few words, but Qin Xuerong was having a very happy chat.
All the way to the company gate.
It's almost noon.
The two quickly went upstairs to the recording studio.
There are already quite a few people here.
There was pleasant piano music coming from inside.
He Fulin and Zhao Wei stood at the door, listening attentively, looking like students.
Wang Qian and Qin Xuerong came, but neither of them noticed.
Inside the room, Jiang Yu and Murong Yue were both standing there obediently as spectators.
A figure sat upright in front of the piano, a pair of slender hands moving continuously on the piano.
From his back, one can tell that he has an artistic background, and his whole body seems to be immersed in the piano.
Although this piano was just an ordinary type, which Jiang Yu called barely usable, this person was able to play it with a sense of nobility.
not simple!
Quite impressive.
Wang Qian commented in his heart.
This song "Für Elise" was performed almost perfectly in the hands of this performer, and the level of the performer is almost reaching that of an international master performer.
The last few notes fell.
He Fulin and Zhao Wei immediately applauded. He Fulin muttered in a low voice: "The professor of CAFM is really amazing!"
Zhao Wei nodded in agreement.
Jiang Yu and Murong Yue also applauded.
Murong Yue praised excitedly: "Auntie, you play really well."
Snap, snap…
Wang Qian also clapped softly.
Everyone was attracted by the new applause and noticed that Wang Qian and Qin Xuerong had arrived.
He Chaohui's eyes fell on Wang Qian with curiosity and surprise.
Although Wang Qian's face and age have been confirmed from Jiang Yu, Qin Xuerong, and online videos.
However, when he met Wang Qian in person, He Chaohui was still surprised at how young he was.
In her experience, those who can write such a complete piece of music are basically very old piano composers.
Wang Qian is only in his early thirties, too young.
Moreover, she knew all the famous pianists in the country, but Wang Qian was not among them.
besides…
Wang Qian studied acting in college...
Various factors come together.
It makes it even more incredible that Wang Qian could write this song.
Qin Xuerong immediately introduced: "Aunt He, this is the Wang Qian I told you about, the original author of this song."
He Chaohui also stepped over immediately and shook hands with Wang Qian: "Hello, I'm He Chaohui. I really like your song. Please give me your advice."
Wang Qian shook it gently and then took it back, saying modestly: "Professor He, you are too kind. I dare not teach you. If you have any questions, just ask me directly."
He Chaohui nodded and asked in a determined manner, "Did you compose this piece? Is it called Wang Qian's Tenth Etude?"
Wang Qian nodded and admitted: "Yes, I wrote it in my spare time before, for piano practice, so I just called it the Tenth Etude."
Jiang Yu, Murong Yue, He Fulin, Zhao Wei, Qin Xuerong and others all watched Wang Qian quietly as spectators, looking at him with curiosity.
Want to know more about Wang Qian's music.
because!
Logically, they should all be more professional than Wang Qian.
But in fact, they all knew in their hearts that they were not as good as Wang Qian.
However, He Fulin and Zhao Wei both acknowledged and confirmed this point.
Jiang Yu and Murong Yue knew it in their hearts, but they did not admit it.
He Chaohui curiously asked: "Have you written any other etudes?"
Wang Qian also admitted: "Well, sometimes when I have an idea, I will write it down. However, most of them are not organized, so many of them are fragmentary. This tenth etude is a complete song that I organized recently after I started making music."
Jiang Yu stared at Wang Qian and asked, "So, you don't actually have any other finished songs?"
Wang Qian shrugged nonchalantly: "Well, I guess so! Not yet. I've been busy recording songs and programs recently, so I don't have much time and energy to organize piano music. When I have time in the future, I'll look for the old manuscripts and take a closer look at them. Maybe I can organize one or two complete songs."
Jiang Yu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and groaned in his heart. If his mother had not been there, she might have snorted in front of him!
Her mother's opinion of Wang Qian was too high, which put her under too much pressure.
So now she was a little relieved.
Murong Yue breathed a sigh of relief, but there was a hint of disappointment in her eyes.
but.
He Chaohui was also disappointed, but she still looked at Wang Qian with appreciation and smiled gently: "It's okay, it's not like this for all artistic creations. You are still young and have a lot of time. If you come up with other songs in the future, remember to let me know, I like the style of your songs very much."
Wang Qian agreed: "Of course, it's my honor that you like it, Professor He."
He Chaohui: "Then I don't deserve it. Don't call me professor, it's too distant. Just call me auntie like Xue'er does!"
Wang Qian smiled and said, "Okay, Aunt He!"
Jiang Yu turned his back, rolled his eyes, and looked helpless, feeling that he had fallen out of favor.
Murong Yue patted Jiang Yu with a smirk, gloating over his misfortune.
He Chaohui immediately started talking about piano with Wang Qian.
After years of study and practice, especially with the bonus of natural talent, Wang Qian has become a professional in this area. He had a very good chat with He Chaohui, and he also had unique insights into the depth of his performance, which surprised He Chaohui.
This conversation lasted nearly an hour.
Wang Qian also played Wang Qian's Tenth Etude in person. His playing skills were no less than He Chaohui's, and his emotional expression was fuller and more perfect!
He Chaohui praised highly, but she knew that she had actually lost.
This piece of music is not difficult, so there is no obvious difference in technique, but Wang Qian is more attractive in terms of emotional expression.
Jiang Yu, Murong Yue, Qin Xuerong, He Fulin, and Zhao Wei were just listeners.
Jiang Yu and Murong Yue went from not taking it seriously at first to listening attentively now. They actually felt that they benefited a lot from listening to their conversation and discussion.
The two looked at each other in disbelief and remained silent.
He Chaohui looked at the time and said with lingering thoughts: "Originally, I knew that you had never studied music professionally, so I wanted to invite you to study at the Central Conservatory of Music and learn professional music knowledge. Now it seems that you don't need it at all. You are old enough to go to the Central Conservatory of Music for classes, and no one can teach you!"
Wang Qian said modestly: "Aunt He, you are too kind to me. I don't deserve it. I just read some books and figured it out on my own."
That's what!
Jiang Yu and Murong Yue both rolled their eyes.
He Fulin and Zhao Wei also felt offended.
He Chaohui: "Then you are a true genius. By the way, do you have time in the next two days? There is an international music school exchange event here at Moyin, and I am here to participate in it. Jiang Jiang and Xiaoyue are also here to join in the fun. If you have time, you can also come and have a look. It may be inspiring for you to get in touch with top music students from home and abroad."
Wang Qian was indeed somewhat interested in music. He thought about his recent schedule and realized that apart from the recording of The Voice of China, nothing else was important. The recording time for the show had not been confirmed yet, so he agreed immediately: "Okay, if I have time, I will definitely go!"
He Chaohui once again looked at Wang Qian with admiration: "Well, I still have to go to Moyin, so I won't disturb you from working. If you have any musical needs, you can always come to me. I should be able to help you with most of the problems."
Wang Qian said gratefully: "Thank you, Auntie!"
He Chaohui glanced at Jiang Yu and Murong Yue again and said, "Jiang Jiang and Xiao Yue are lucky. They started working with you right after graduation. This is their chance. Thank you for your hard work."
Wang Qian glanced at the two of them, and seeing two murderous eyes, he quickly looked away and said with a smile: "Aunt He, you are too polite. They are so powerful and helped me a lot. I am lucky!"
He Chaohui shook her head seriously: "No, I know their level very well. With your current level, you are qualified to be their teacher. And you have just begun to realize your talent, and you may even be my teacher in the future. Now that they follow you, it is an opportunity for them. How much they can learn depends on themselves."
Jiang Yu clenched his fists and couldn't help but muttered in a low voice: "Professor He, please stop talking!"
Murong Yue also raised her head proudly, very unconvinced.
He Chaohui glared at her daughter and said, "Follow Wang Qian and learn well! And Yue'er, did you hear me? Be humble. Don't think you are so great. Wang Qian is better than you, has better talent, and is so humble and eager to learn."
Murong Yue lowered her head quickly and nodded obediently: "Okay, Aunt He!"
Jiang Yu nodded reluctantly and said "oh".
He Chaohui smiled at Qin Xuerong again and said, "Xue'er, thank you for your help!"
Qin Xuerong felt very proud and happy, as if He Chaohui was praising her. She smiled and said, "Auntie, it's no trouble. I'll take you to Moyin!"
He Chaohui followed Qin Xuerong away. Before leaving, she turned back and smiled politely at Wang Qian again, then glared at her daughter Jiang Yu.
Wang Qian also smiled and waved.
Watched He Chaohui leave.
Wang Qian also breathed a sigh of relief, and relaxed completely. He clapped his hands at He Fulin, Zhao Wei, Jiang Yu, and Murong Yue, "Okay, let's get started. It's almost time for lunch. I'll treat you later."
He Fulin and Zhao Wei had absolutely no objections and started working with great motivation.
Jiang Yu and Murong Yue, one pouting, the other one pouting, both reluctant.
However, they did not dare to really do anything and still started working according to the recording plan, and tried their best to complete Wang Qian's requirements.
After lunch, they worked for a while and finally finished the music for the song "Those Flowers".
In the afternoon, Wang Qian started recording another soundtrack.
I was busy until dark.
Jiang Yu and Murong Yue didn't say a word the whole afternoon. They seemed to be working very hard and completing everything carefully, wanting to prove their level to Wang Qian.
However, Wang Qian did not express anything special. He just said as usual when he finished work: "Everyone has worked hard today. Go home and have a rest after get off work."
Jiang Yu and Murong Yue were relieved to see that Wang Qian did not use He Chaohui's words to threaten or tease them, but they were also a little disappointed because Wang Qian did not affirm them either.
Qin Xuerong originally wanted to send Wang Qian home first, and then pick up Jiang Yu and Murong Yue, but was strongly opposed and resisted by the two of them, who threatened to break off the friendship!
Besides, He Chaohui is still waiting at home.
So, Wang Qian finally took a taxi home by himself: "You guys go back quickly! Don't forget to continue working tomorrow..."
Before the program recording, Wang Qian wanted to record a few more background music and make more preparations.
Murong Yue said "oh", but Jiang Yu didn't agree.
Qin Xuerong waved to Wang Qian and the car drove away quickly.
Wang Qian took a taxi back home, ordered takeout, and quickly uploaded the flowers to fulfill his promise to his fans!
I went into the backend of the website and looked at the data, and was a little surprised!
It seems that the improvement is greater than I thought.
Those flowers.
Upload.