If the many artists and veteran classical music lovers who closed their eyes and listened carefully to the music heard the questions from the audience...
Most of them would probably give the same answer: It really sounds that good.
For a lot of music, there is a big difference between listening to live performances and listening to electronic sounds outside the venue.
Especially for many people at the scene who love classical music art, there is a world of difference!
Every note played by Wang Qian at this moment seemed like words, forming elegant sentences of poetry, allowing them to truly feel the beauty of art.
A few minutes passed quickly.
Wang Qian's hands slowly stopped, and the music also stopped.
But.
Many people at the scene still had their eyes closed, seemingly unwilling to open them, unwilling to leave the dreamy poetic mood of the night sky, unwilling to see the cruelty of reality...
Many other audience members who opened their eyes and were listening to the music stared at Wang Qian with astonishment.
They could all truly feel the artistic beauty of Wang Qian's performance, and clearly feel the beauty of the music that was like poetry...
Many of them saw for the first time what musical art is truly like!
Max, Marlon, Dawson, Hoffman, Taylor, Melon, Rick, etc., all kept their eyes closed quietly for more than a minute before gradually opening their eyes.
It's not like they didn't know the music had stopped.
However, they were reluctant to leave that dreamy poetic atmosphere.
And now.
That kind of artistic conception had become increasingly indifferent, so they opened their eyes and took the initiative to leave that kind of poetic musical artistic conception!
Wang Qian had already stood up, standing in the middle of the podium, bowed slightly to everyone, and said softly: "Thank you for your appreciation..."
Still didn't explain anything, just said thank you for your appreciation.
Then, applause broke out immediately.
Almost everyone stood up spontaneously and applauded vigorously.
No one hesitated any longer.
Because everyone at the scene knew that only by standing up and giving warm applause could they express their respect and reverence for Wang Qian's piano playing!
This is also a respect for the art of music.
No matter how dissatisfied someone is with Wang Qian, they must put aside their prejudices and express their respect for the art of music.
Qin Xuehong, Qin Xuerong, Jiang Yu, Murong Yue, Juliet, He Chaohui and all the people who knew Wang Qian stared at him with admiration.
Liu Shengnan, Ru Ke, Chen Xiaowen, Xiao Dongmei, Yu Jingruo, Li Qingyao, Wang Jingyu, Cui Wenfeng and others behind also clapped vigorously, staring at Wang Qian with complicated eyes.
Li Qingyao couldn't help but let tears flow down her cheeks, but she didn't notice anything and continued to clapped her hands vigorously, her eyes fixed on Wang Qian, with only endless regret, a hint of happiness, and a hint of inferiority in her heart!
She regretted breaking up with Wang Qian. She left such a perfect man.
She also felt happy that she had been married to Wang Qian. For the time being, she and Wang Qian were the only ones in the world who were married and had a family. She only regretted not having a child. But she remembered that she rejected Wang Qian's proposal to have a child because she was afraid that it would hinder her career development.
Thinking about it now, she really wished she could travel back in time to a few years ago and agree to Wang Qian’s proposal of having a child on her behalf!
Unfortunately, everything can’t go back!
And now, when she faced Wang Qian again, she already felt a little inferior.
She no longer thought that she was qualified enough to be worthy of Wang Qian!
Even though she is one of the few big-name divas in the Chinese entertainment industry, developing in both film, television and music, and having assets exceeding 10 billion, she still looks so ordinary and mediocre when standing in front of Wang Qian.
Li Qingyao took a deep breath and calmed herself down. When she looked at Wang Qian again, she no longer had the same desire as before. She no longer hoped that she could make Wang Qian come back and reconcile with her. She felt that she was not worthy of him. She only hoped that Wang Qian would be happy in the future...
Li Qingyao turned around and looked at the several outstanding Chinese women sitting next to her, Liu Shengnan, Chen Xiaowen, Ru Ke, Xiao Dongmei, Yu Jingruo, etc.
Each of them is an extremely outstanding genius in their respective fields, and their appearance and temperament are rare in the world.
but…
Compared with Wang Qian, everyone seems so ordinary.
Qin Xuerong
Li Qingyao smiled, shook her head, and murmured in a low voice: "What a lucky girl, I hope you can be together happily!"
She didn't think Qin Xuerong was really worthy of Wang Qian, it was just that Qin Xuerong was luckier!
However, no matter what the reason was, she just hoped that Wang Qian could be happy and not be hurt.
Christine, Green and others who were applauding also had complicated expressions on their faces at this time.
Green and Christine both have some ideas about Wang Qian, and they both want to rush towards Wang Qian's fire regardless of everything. No matter what the consequences are, they are willing to bear the consequences!
But now, they all discovered that they might not be qualified to touch Wang Qian's fire
They are all top talents in the field of pop music and have a deep understanding of classical music art, so they can understand more clearly how shocking and incredible what Wang Qian is doing today is in today's world!
The gap between them and Wang Qian is greater than the gap between them and ordinary people.
Adam and Winston, who were sitting in the corner, were also clapping vigorously, and both of them looked shocked, helpless and bitter.
They once again felt very clearly the incalculable gap between themselves and Wang Qian!
Winston whispered, "Whether it's pop music or classical music art, he seems to have mastered the true meaning! It's really incredible."
Adam nodded and said nothing, but he no longer had the thought of comparing himself with Wang Qian in his mind, never again!
Even if Wang Qian no longer works in the pop music circle, and he stands at the top of the world's pop music, he will never feel that he is qualified to compare himself with Wang Qian.
The applause lasted for several minutes before slowly dying down.
After all, there were still some older audience members at the scene.
Wang Qian stretched out his hand to calm the applause and the scene. Then he turned around and looked at the notes written on the blackboard. He said softly, "Originally, I thought I could convey more of my musical ideas to everyone today. However, I am really too tired recently."
"I can feel my current state declining. So, I can only play three more pieces next. In addition to the performance of two unfamiliar instruments, I can only play one more piano piece."
Wang Qian's words spread throughout the venue.
Everyone felt disappointed after hearing this.
But…
No one stood up to refute Wang Qian's words.
Because Wang Qian's recent busyness and fatigue are visible to the whole world. He has been performing intensively for one or two months in a row, and every piece of work is original. All professionals in the music field know how difficult and tiring this is.
So, no one doubted Wang Qian's words.
At the same time, after the performance of the past few pieces, Wang Qian's position in the hearts of all music artists in the world has been completely consolidated, and his status has risen to an extremely high height, a height that is unparalleled in the world today!
In the field of classical music art in the world today, Wang Qian is the most authoritative person, and no one on the scene would object...
Therefore, no one at the scene stood up to refute Wang Qian's words, and most people felt that they were not qualified.
Furthermore, after thinking about it, everyone felt that they could not demand any more from Wang Qian!
The whole class is full of useful information, without any nonsense.
All of them are new works, and each piece is of extremely high standard!
A total of five pieces were performed.
This does not exist in the class of any master of musical arts.
Not to mention, Wang Qian promised to play three more pieces...
Such a class.
Who dares to say anything
Throughout history, I can’t say that anyone’s class has such high quality and valuable content, right
Therefore, everyone at the scene consciously kept quiet and allowed Wang Qian to arrange and perform.
They have no dissatisfaction, only regrets!
Many people are filled with regrets - after such a class, will they be able to listen to other people's music and art classes in the future? Will they be able to listen to other music artists' concerts
After listening to Wang Qian's performance, they recalled the performances of other music artists they had heard before and found that there were obvious differences.
Max and other people from Juilliard School were most disappointed, as they hoped that the class could last half a day!
Wang Qian was very satisfied with the silence at the scene, which showed that he had perfect control over this class. Everyone recognized and respected him. He immediately came to the desk and in front of everyone, slowly opened the joint venture pan flute that Ononga had brought to him...
The quiet atmosphere at the scene suddenly became lively...
“God, are you going to start playing this ancient Indian instrument?”
"But didn't he say that this was the first time he had seen this instrument, too?"
"Honestly, although his piano and saxophone playing are unparalleled, I don't think he can really make his own music by picking up an unfamiliar instrument he encounters for the first time."
"Yes, not only are the instruments unfamiliar, but he also has to play his own music and create a piece of music with unfamiliar instruments! This is so difficult that even God would cry and leave..."
"Look, I'm not talking now, because he always does incredible things."
…
When Ononga saw this scene, he was extremely excited. He clenched his fists, feeling both anticipation and regret.
I look forward to seeing whether Wang Qian can play beautiful music with the pan flute.
He regretted raising his hand at that time, which posed a difficult problem to Wang Qian.
If he didn't raise his hand, Wang Qian would never have chosen him, and there would have been no need to play this unfamiliar pan flute.
"I hope his lesson won't be less perfect because of me."
Ononga muttered under his breath.
He has been completely conquered by Wang Qian's music and art, so he doesn't want Wang Qian to make a fool of himself in front of music artists all over the world...
Wang Qian's performance just now was perfect. If it became less than perfect because of him, Ononga would definitely feel very guilty.
but!
He also knew that with Wang Qian's perfect performance just now, even if Wang Qian failed to play the complete music with the pan flute this time, it would not shake Wang Qian's fundamental position in the field of music art. Wang Qian would still be a piano artist who was about to become a music master and would not fall from the mortal world.
This is the foundation and status that Wang Qian has accumulated all over the world through his perfect performances.
Many other people who care about Wang Qian also became nervous, hoping that Wang Qian's next performance would not be so ugly.
Some people who originally boycotted Wang Qian and expected him to make a fool of himself, such as Melon, Hans Lawson and other music artists mostly from Europe, originally hoped that Wang Qian would make a fool of himself and be criticized by them, but now they are gradually conquered by Wang Qian's performance and completely recognize Wang Qian's strength and artistic attainments.
Therefore, Meilon, Hans Lawson and others watched Wang Qian's next performance with a very normal mentality and perspective. No matter whether Wang Qian's pan flute performance failed or succeeded, they would not add insult to injury.
Because, that is not a denial of Wang Qian, but a denial of the entire art of music.
Under the complex gazes of the audience.
Wang Qian had already picked up the brand new pan flute, and as he stared at it, he said softly, "This instrument is more like an ancient Chinese instrument. It is an ancient instrument made of pillars, but it has been lost for a long time and no one knows how to play it..."
Wang Qian gave everyone some popular science information.
He Chaohui and other teachers and students from several Chinese music conservatories thought about it carefully and found that it seemed to be true.
However, the ancient traditional musical instrument of China is made of pillars, and the sound is more elegant and beautiful.
The panpipes from India are made of different materials.
Panpipe is also an ancient musical instrument of Indian tribes. Wang Qian thought of the research of some historians. Some evidence pointed out that the American Indians may have immigrated from Asia, or China, and crossed the Bering Strait, which was connected a long time ago, and gradually occupied the entire North and South America.
Perhaps, the ancient musical instrument like panpipe was brought over at that time
Of course, this was just a sudden thought on Wang Qian's mind.
The Indian panpipe is made of wood…
Wang Qian picked it up and tried to play a few notes. A desolate and ancient sound floated gently in the air.
Looking at Wang Qian's unfamiliar appearance, everyone could tell that this was the first time Wang Qian had ever held this kind of musical instrument and he was completely unfamiliar with it.
Ononga kept on smiling bitterly: "It's all my fault, really, it's all my fault! It's my fault for being naughty..."
He is a pan flute player, and it is no exaggeration to say that he is the only pan flute master in the world today.
Therefore, he could see most clearly that Wang Qian was really a novice. He did not understand or know how to play the panflute. He could not even get the pitch right, and his breathing was extremely chaotic. It was no exaggeration to say that the sound he produced was nothing more than noise!
this…
Ononga hesitated for a moment, whether to raise his hand again and suggest that he go on stage to play a song to get this link over with? Don't let Wang Qian end it badly