Many people are not surprised by George's strength!
because…
Standing on the podium is Wang Qian, a music artist from China, a Chinese music artist who wants to prove himself as a music master in the world.
As the major European music academies with the most profound musical and artistic background, they would naturally try to find ways to stop Wang Qian. Even if they cannot stop Wang Qian, they would at least add as much trouble as possible to Wang Qian in order to weaken the halo of Wang Qian after he became a music master.
George was born into the English royal family and studied at the Royal Academy of Music in England. He can be regarded as one of the representatives of the conservative school in the field of European music and art.
Juliet whispered to her father, "Isn't he your student? He's so arrogant."
Zhu Fenghe shook his head and said calmly, "He is the son of Prince Charles and has always had conflicts with our family. He became my student just to borrow my name. Your uncle also told me not to give George a chance. But I don't care about these family conflicts. I think he is indeed talented, so I let him become my student."
Juliet said amusedly, "And then?"
Zhu Fenghe glanced at the girl who was digesting what he was saying, and said in a cold tone, "That's what happened. His personality was too arrogant. I scolded him a few times, and he was very dissatisfied with me. Now the teacher-student relationship between him and me is in name only. He hasn't come to ask for advice for half a year."
Juliet nodded: "Father, you used the term 'in name only' quite well."
Zhu Fenghe didn't care about his daughter's ridicule, he was used to it.
He knew that his daughter was just venting her dissatisfaction with him. He felt guilty towards Juliet, so he always indulged her.
During the time when father and daughter were chatting.
Wang Qian on the podium ignored the aggressive George and continued to try to play a few notes with the pan flute. He had gradually grasped the essence of it.
In his previous life, the pan flute was not a rare instrument, and professionals could easily get it. He had worked as a professional composer and music producer for several years, so he had come into contact with it and played it a few times, but he had almost forgotten it, and only had some vague memories.
Although his musical talent is unrivaled in this life, it is impossible for him to just pick it up and play it blindly. He still needs to get familiar with it a little before he can find the feeling.
at this time!
The feeling he was looking for was almost brewing in his heart.
but…
In the eyes of many other people at the scene.
Wang Qian seemed to have given in at this moment. He did not dare to answer George's words and could only continue to fiddle with the pan flute to cover up his embarrassment.
Max clenched his fists nervously, always paying attention to Wang Qian's situation and the sounds around him. Once he found something wrong, he would quickly go on stage to help Wang Qian to avoid making the situation too embarrassing.
However, Max could clearly see that Wang Qian did not show any anxiety or impatience, nor did he have the so-called embarrassed look of others. He just looked calm, and his attention was almost entirely focused on the pan flute in his hand. He seemed to be quite satisfied and interested.
It was as if Wang Qian had discovered a toy that he was very interested in.
Max was full of doubts and calmed himself down for the time being.
Melon, who was sitting behind Max, said, "Max, you should tell him not to waste our time. My time is precious..."
Meilon's voice was piercing in the first few rows.
This was because most people in the front row were still relatively calm at this time, not as agitated as the young people in the middle and back rows and outsiders.
So, Max can still hold it in!
However, at this moment, Meilon's voice broke the silence in the front row!
Seeing that Wang Qian ignored him, George, who was behind him, continued to play the pan flute and shouted again: "Mr. Wang Qian... I want to..."
Wang Qian gently put down the pan flute, raised his head and looked at George who was still standing there with a red face, and asked calmly: "What are you thinking about?"
George was stunned for a moment. All the questions and words in his mind seemed to be stuck in an instant. Looking at Wang Qian's calm expression and eyes, he felt a huge pressure and began to stutter: "I, I, I..."
Wang Qian looked at Meilong who had just spoken, and said softly: "I'm just getting familiar with this instrument. To be honest, this instrument is really too unfamiliar to me."
Meilong also stared at Wang Qian and asked, "So, Mr. Wang Qian, are you familiar with it now?"
The scene that was bustling with discussion just now became quiet again. Everyone's eyes moved back and forth between Meilon, George, and Wang Qian. From time to time, some people looked at Ononga who suggested that Wang Qian play the pan flute.
Ononga used her long hair to cover half of her face, hoping that she would not be noticed...
George immediately said, "I just wanted to remind you that a long time has passed..."
Wang Qian stood up, picked up the pan flute again, and asked, "So, how much time has passed?"
George looked down at his expensive watch and answered solemnly: "Six minutes have passed..."
Wang Qian nodded and asked, "Six minutes have passed? I didn't really care. Sorry. I want to ask, how long have you been learning piano?"
George was stunned for a moment and frowned slightly, thinking that Wang Qian was trying to change the subject. However, in front of everyone, he couldn't refuse to answer, so he immediately said, "Twenty-five years! I started learning piano when I was three years old, and it's been twenty-five years now!"
Wang Qian hummed, ignored George, and looked at Ononga who was sitting there pretending to be an ostrich, and asked, "Mr. Ononga, how long have you been practicing this musical instrument of your tribe?"
Everyone looked at Ononga.
George showed sarcasm on his face, thinking that Wang Qian might be making an excuse.
Ononga also thought for a moment and said, "I started playing musical instruments when I was five years old, and it has been thirty-three years now..."
Wang Qian nodded, held the pan flute with both hands, tried the feel again, and found his favorite feeling.
George was about to speak.
Ononga also wanted to explain and say something good about Wang Qian...
And at this time.
Wang Qian picked up the panflute with both hands, put it to his mouth, and started playing again.
A melodious and pleasant sound suddenly rang out.
The scene, which had just been filled with a lot of discussion, suddenly became quiet again.
Still standing there, George, like a javelin, didn't say what he wanted to say, and looked a little embarrassed.
Ononga also closed his mouth. When he heard the music, his whole body suddenly froze. He stared at Wang Qian on the podium with wide eyes, as if he had seen the most incredible thing. He murmured to himself in a low voice: "How is this possible? This is impossible..."
All eyes in the audience were staring at Wang Qian again.
Wang Qian ignored George, Meilon, and anyone else at the scene. He just held the pan flute in both hands and perfectly expressed the feeling that had just been brewing in his heart.
Waves of wonderful music that no one at the scene had ever heard before entered their ears, making everyone at the scene feel as if they were hit by something and unable to move!
Just a short opening melodious music...
A clear picture instantly appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
Vast, empty, rugged land and mountains...
Clear, blue skies…
They seemed to have transformed into eagles, soaring between the mountains and flying through the sky!
joy!
Look down!
And a slight feeling of sadness came over me.
Many people who heard the pan flute for the first time could not help but tremble when they heard the wonderful music played by Wang Qian, as if their bodies were slightly electrified. Then they felt refreshed and the wonderful feeling that permeated from the heart to the whole body made them forget everything else for a moment and instantly entered the wonderful world of nature...
Max, Melon, Dawson, Hoffman, Malone, Zhu Fenghe, Rick and other world-class music artists all stared at Wang Qian in shock.
They all heard it at the first moment, and Wang Qian really started to play.
It seemed that Wang Qian really had mastered this completely unfamiliar instrument in just six minutes, and even played such a beautiful piece of music
Max, Dawson, Hoffman, Malone, Zhu Fenghe, Rick and many other music artists in the front row, as well as celebrities and wealthy people who love music and art, all have the urge to kneel down and worship Wang Qian at this moment...
this…
this!
This is really impossible!
Just now, when Wang Qian was playing the saxophone, he said that when he was studying music, he had studied the saxophone for a period of time, so they could barely accept that he could play a piece of music live.
But now, Wang Qian is really completely unfamiliar with this Indian musical instrument!
It only took him a few minutes to familiarize himself with it and then he started to play it very skillfully
Did he write this piece himself, and also in just six minutes
Many people who were still awake could not help but look back at Ononga curiously. They all wanted to find the answer from Ononga, the world's only pan flute master.
Most of them have never heard of this piece of music, but there is no guarantee that it is a new work. Only the only pan flute master, Ononga, can give the most authoritative answer!
However, when many of them looked at Ononga, they saw that Ononga was staring at Wang Qian blankly with his eyes wide open and his mouth slightly open. It was obvious that he was also shocked. Everyone had a rough answer in their minds...
perhaps!
them!
At this moment, are you witnessing a miracle with your own eyes
After thinking for a few seconds, many people quickly put their minds at ease and began to experience and listen to Wang Qian's panflute performance of this piece they had never heard before.
Immediately, almost everyone in the audience was immersed in the world of music.
The same is true for Wang Qian himself.
Musical talent is reflected in many aspects, such as musicality, voice, expression and so on!
Wang Qian’s musical talent is almost the strongest in all aspects.
In terms of musical expression, he can perfectly express the emotions in his heart and convey them to all the people who listen to the music, so that everyone who listens to the music can more easily get into the emotions of the music.
This kind of talent is extremely rare in any world.
Some people sing the same song well, while others sing it just so-so.
The same song, some people play it in a way that makes you want to cry, while others play it in a way that leaves you indifferent!
This is the difference in expressive talent.
Its essence is actually the transmission and substitution of emotions.
The program crew backstage was also silent at this time.
The program crew also quietly watched the TV screen and listened to the wonderful music played by Wang Qian. They didn't pay attention to the numbers they cared about the most before, the global audience, which had exceeded 3 billion at this time...
worldwide!
Three billion people are watching Wang Qian's performance.
Countless people were sitting in front of their TVs or computers at this moment, their faces filled with shock and stupor.
Even the Internet social platforms of various countries have become much quieter at this moment.
Everyone stared at the live broadcast and listened to the music played by Wang Qian. For a moment, they were reluctant to leave for fear of missing out on the wonderful clips and sounds.
In Los Angeles, in the office of the World Championship program team, there was also silence at this moment!
Everyone watching the TV screen was shocked and unbelievable.
This lasted for several minutes until Wang Qian finished playing, and no one made a sound...
The melodious music that reached the sky brought peace to the hearts of all the people in the production team, as if they were washed by the blue sky. All the negative emotions that had accumulated in their hearts disappeared!
When Wang Qian gently put down the pan flute in his hand.
The few people in the office turned their stiff necks and looked at each other. They could see each other's shock and enjoyment.
Zhou Qinghua spoke first: "From now on, no one in the world of music dares to question Professor Wang Qian, right? I think we must have missed a lot..."
After hearing this, everyone else was silent. No one tried to refute Zhou Qinghua's words, including the North American representative who had always been at odds with Zhou Qinghua. He just sat there quietly, feeling a little regretful...
If I had known this would be the case.
When Wang Qian proposed these conditions, they would agree to them without hesitation at the first opportunity.
Even if the conditions are a little excessive, they will not refuse!
because…
That is a 100% profitable business!
…
The Juilliard School, New York.
The lecture scene.
When Wang Qian's high and pleasant music, which soared into the sky and overlooked the earth, gradually stopped.
The scene is still extremely quiet!
Those pairs of eyes were still staring at him, with different expressions!
But, unsurprisingly, there was clear shock and admiration in every pair of eyes...
Even Meilon in the front row is no exception.
Many people have not yet come out of the emotion of the music and are still immersed in the world depicted by the wonderful music.
Wang Qian gently put down the pan flute and stroked the well-made pan flute. He thought that it was worthy of being made by Ononga's father who had spent several years on it. It was much better than the assembly line instrument he had used in his previous life. Whether it was the feel, sound quality, or breath feedback, it was beyond his imagination.
Therefore, he played the instrument with great devotion and enjoyed it very much.
Putting down the instrument, Wang Qian put his hands behind his back, looked at the audience, ignored George who was still standing there, and said softly: "When I was getting familiar with this pan flute just now, I couldn't help but think of the eagle. So, I played this music on the spot with the vision and feeling of the eagle."
"Let's call it, Eagle Song!"
"It was written and performed in a hurry, please forgive me."
As he spoke, Wang Qian nodded slightly apologetically to everyone in the audience.
At this time…
Everyone in the audience came back to their senses from the wonderful music that had just been played. After listening to Wang Qian's words, everyone suddenly realized - no wonder they had a feeling of looking down at the earth and treating the blue sky as their home.
It turns out that they were transported into the body of an eagle through the music...
hiss!
Many people gasped again, causing the temperature at the scene to fluctuate.