Max, who is one of the top 20 artists in the field of music and art in the world today, now personally opens the car door for Wang Qian!
This kind of treatment is definitely the highest standard in the current field of music and art.
In order to demonstrate the determination and sincerity of the Juilliard School, Max really humbled himself and stated that he was inferior to Wang Qian in front of almost the entire music and art community in the world.
The thousands of people watching around were all silent.
Everyone who can come here knows Max, and everyone understands Max's status in the field of music and art.
so!
Everyone who saw this scene was slightly startled and remained silent for a while.
Malone, standing in the crowd, whispered, "Julia has given a lot."
Several music artists nearby who were also from Europe nodded in agreement after hearing what Malone said, and looked at Max with some strangeness, some disdain, and some hidden envy.
If Wang Qian really becomes a great musician in the future, then today's class at the Juilliard School will be the beginning and will naturally be recorded in history. Both the Juilliard School and Max will benefit greatly from this, and their historical heritage will leap to the top in the world, not much behind several top European universities.
Several top European universities naturally hope to get such an opportunity to restore their former glory.
However, they were unable to humble themselves to invite Wang Qian, and even looked down on Wang Qian in their hearts!
Therefore, these professors and graduates from several top European universities are in very conflicted moods.
Not far away, all the teachers, students and music artists in the delegation from China had obvious smiles on their faces. Although their smiles were still a little reserved, their eyes could not hide their pride and honor.
China has also produced a great artist who has impressed the world's top universities and artists!
He Chaohui still remembers the experience of forcing Wang Qian to the forefront after she saw his talent in Shanghai half a year ago. She just didn't want a folk music genius like Wang Qian to be buried, but she didn't expect that this genius would come to this point today, become a music artist that the world focuses on, and truly become the face of Chinese music.
Matters of time are sometimes full of unknowns.
He Chaohui looked at his daughter Jiang Yu beside him again, feeling even more proud, and whispered to Jiang Yu: "Do you know what Professor Wang is going to talk about today?"
Jiang Yu's eyes did not leave Wang Qian who was getting off the car. Hearing his mother's words, he shook his head and replied softly: "I don't know! He didn't tell us, and he didn't prepare anything in advance, so we don't know what he is going to say."
He Chaohui was shocked when he heard this, his eyes widened: "No preparation in advance? You don't know what to talk about? How can we teach this class? The standard of this class is higher than the last class at Curtis. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the best in history. Professor Wang will not tolerate any mistakes."
Murong Yue smiled and said, "Don't worry, Aunt He. I believe Professor Wang can handle it. Didn't the Americans say that Professor Wang is the god in the field of music, he can do anything..."
He Chaohui and several professors from the Central Conservatory of Music were speechless after hearing this, but there was nothing they could say at this time. They could only pray in their hearts that Wang Qian was prepared and that the class would go smoothly.
Max opened the car door.
Then, Wang Qian quickly got out of the car, reached out to hold Max’s hand, and said seriously: “Professor Max, you don’t have to do such a thing.”
Not to mention Max's status, just because of Max's age, Wang Qian doesn't want Max to do any physical work for him.
A camera at the back broadcasts everything that happens here live to the whole world.
Max shook hands with Wang Qian and said with a smile: "I just want to express our college's welcome to you. Let's go!"
Wang Qian nodded and walked in with Max.
No one paid attention to Qin Xuerong, Qin Xuehong, Zhao Wei, He Fulin, Sophia and others who got off the car later.
Everyone's eyes followed Wang Qian and Max as they entered the auditorium.
On both sides of the door gathered the world's top music artists at that moment.
People like Malone, Hoffman, Mellon and others are among them, and each look contains different complex emotions.
There is resistance, disdain, admiration, and smiles...
Wang Qian was not interested in everyone's emotions. He just smiled at everyone and followed Professor Max's introduction, shaking hands and saying hello to everyone one by one!
"Hello, Mr. Malone..."
"Hello, Mr. Mellon..."
…
Although, a few people looked at Wang Qian with a sour face and seemed reluctant to shake hands with him.
However, Wang Qian didn't care about it.
When you are strong enough, some people's malice towards you will become insignificant.
Because their malice will not hinder their path in any way.
This is absolute confidence.
Those music artists who boycotted Wang Qian also cared about their face and politeness and did not want to be rude in such a public occasion, so they did not embarrass Wang Qian and maintained a relatively harmonious meeting on the surface.
However, many music artists like Meilon who still have resistance and disdain for Wang Qian have begun to accumulate some things in their hearts, waiting for them to burst out when Wang Qian officially gives the lecture!
In class, they raise some academic questions for discussion, is there anything wrong with that
Meilon's eyes swept across Wang Qian, and a disdainful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
The handshake and greeting took more than ten minutes before Wang Qian and Max walked into the auditorium together.
Then, other talents who were attending the class came in one after another.
Wang Qian, Max and several other people from the Juilliard School entered the backstage of the auditorium. Sophia was already waiting there. She brought a cup of coffee to Wang Qian and Max, then stood quietly aside without saying a word.
Max picked up the coffee and took a sip, his expression somewhat serious and solemn, and said to Wang Qian: "Professor Wang, I want to apologize to you."
Wang Qian also took a sip of coffee. He didn't want to drink too much of this soy milk drink because it would make him excited. Just a little to refresh himself was enough. He looked at Max: "What's wrong, Professor Max?"
Max looked at the door leading to the podium in the auditorium and said seriously, "I have underestimated our influence. In fact, the school and I have no influence on the behavior of many people who came to attend the lecture this time. Moreover, many of them may have come with a purpose."
"You have to be mentally prepared for this class. It's definitely not going to go smoothly. People from several famous music schools in North America and Europe may give you trouble and hinder your progress in this class."
Wang Qian was not surprised by this. He had been prepared for this. He watched the news for a while on the way and saw a lot of such reports. He smiled and said, "Don't worry, Professor Max. They can come if they want. I am not afraid of them. I believe I should be able to handle their troubles."
Max smiled bitterly and said, "They just want to embarrass you and our school, so they will definitely ask you some incredible questions to solve."
Wang Qian raised his eyebrows and said calmly, "They can ask any questions they want. As long as it is related to music, I think it is not a problem..."
Forehead!
Professor Max, Sophia next to him, and several other senior professors from the Juilliard School all looked at Wang Qian in surprise after hearing this.
This tone is too confident, isn't it
As long as it is a problem within the scope of music, it is not a problem for you
Do you really think you are the God of music
Several professors from the Juilliard School were very unconvinced and became even more worried about this class.
After all, Wang Qian doesn't look very reliable.
Sophia looked at Wang Qian with eyes flashing with admiration and expectation. She was looking forward to Wang Qian's performance in this class.
Professor Max just listened to Wang Qian's words and didn't take them seriously, but he felt a little more relaxed. After all, Wang Qian himself was not afraid, so what was he afraid of
Wang Qian is only 30 years old and is at the critical moment of becoming a great master of enlightenment, but he is not afraid!
He is already old and has long retired from the field of music and art to concentrate on teaching and educating people. What is there to be afraid of
At that moment, Max relaxed and chatted with Wang Qian in detail about some people who needed attention and some things to pay attention to among the people outside who were listening to the lecture.
Although thousands of people suddenly poured into the auditorium outside, everything seemed to be in order, without any chaos or noise.
More than 90% of those who can come here are people who have achieved success in the music and art world. The others are either celebrities and wealthy people or journalists from art media who have very good relations with the Juilliard School.
So, no disputes, no quarrels.
Everyone walked gracefully to their seats, and then had friendly and polite conversations with people they knew...
He Chaohui, Jiang Yu, Murong Yue, and the entire Chinese delegation were seated in a small area in the middle and front. Most people in the delegation seemed very excited. After all, it was the first time for all of them to attend such an advanced music class and to meet so many world music art masters at one time.
This is definitely the happiest thing for music and art teachers and students.
In the back area.
Liu Shengnan, Ru Ke, Chen Xiaowen, Xiao Dongmei, Wang Jingyu, Yu Jingruo, Li Qingyao, Cui Wenfeng and others all sat in the seats reserved for them by Wang Qian.
Wang Qian did not ask for a seat near the front for them, because that seat was too conspicuous, as all the people sitting there were artists of great world status.
It would be most appropriate to let them sit in the back with other celebrities and wealthy people.
Kristen, Jennifer and Green, Garbo, Miyuki Nakamori and other people from the entertainment industry were sitting not far away.
Sophie sat in the third row with her father Marlon, very conspicuous and close to the front.
Similarly, Juliet also sat in the third row with her father Zhu Feng. Juliet also looked curiously at Sophie who was not far away. Her eyes happened to meet Sophie's. They both nodded slightly at the same time, and then quickly looked away.
Qin Xuerong, Qin Xuehong, Zhao Wei, He Fulin and others found He Chaohui and others and sat together, and also did not sit in the front.
Diana led the team to set up all the live cameras for the program. There were a total of ten cameras placed throughout the podium and the entire venue, which could capture the scene from all angles. There were five cameras in front of the podium alone, and three were aimed at the center of the podium...
Later, Cui Wenfeng smiled at Wang Jingyu and said, "I never thought that I was listening to Wang Qian singing rock music on the world's top five pop music stations a few days ago. Just two days later, I have to come to the world's top music and art academy to listen to Wang Qian's music and art class... This kind of thing is too magical."
Liu Shengnan, Ru Ke, Chen Xiaowen, Xiao Dongmei, Yu Jingruo, and Li Qingyao all smiled when they heard this, and they all felt that this was a bit magical.
On one side is the God of Rock, who set off a world rock wave, fully activated the pop music market, and step by step ascended to the position of the God of Pop Music Sales.
On one side is a master of classical music art, who is about to begin his journey to becoming the supreme master of music art!
And the fact that these two absolutely amazing achievements are concentrated in one person is indeed full of contradictions.
One can't help but think of the saying that Buddha and the devil are one and the two sides of human nature.
Wang Jingyu also smiled and said, "How about it, are you proud to have such a student?"
Wang Qianke debuted on China's Voice and is a student of Cui Wenfeng.
Cui Wenfeng hurriedly whispered, "Don't say such things again. I can't bear such a reputation. If it gets out accidentally, those people will think that Professor Wang is so amazing, like the God of Music, but he is my student. Then I am even more amazing. If a college invites me, I will be in trouble. Don't you know how capable I am? In a class like today, I don't even dare to sit in the front row, let alone the podium."
"The average person wouldn't be able to handle the gazes of thousands of people, let alone give a lecture."
Cui Wenfeng was really scared.
He has been much more low-key recently and doesn't talk much on the world stage, because he is afraid that if he is too high-profile, people will label him as Teacher Wang Qian.
Then he's in trouble.
Some people who are seeking fame and reputation are eager to take advantage of Wang Qian's popularity and try their best to lean towards Wang Qian.
Cui Wenfeng, who is self-aware, really doesn't want to be in the spotlight. If he is pushed out, he doesn't know how he will end up.
For example…
Let him give lectures at Curtis or Juilliard? Tell us how you taught music to Wang Qian
He didn't dare to go at all.
Moreover, he knew that he had never taught Wang Qian anything.
Yu Jingruo glanced at Li Qingyao and whispered, "He reserved a place for us!"
Li Qingyao hummed but said nothing, feeling very complicated.
And at this time!
The auditorium with thousands of people gradually became quiet.
The sounds of whispered chatter gradually stopped.
because.
Time is up.
Max came out from backstage first and sat down in the first row.
then.
Wang Qiancai walked out step by step and came to the center of the relatively spacious podium.
A world-class piano has been placed on the podium.
Wang Qian appeared.
Then the applause came.
However, the applause was not tearful.
Many people just clapped their hands lightly and symbolically.