The program crew gave Mark several close-up shots!
After all, Mark is known as a science madman. He often scolds others on variety shows and even curses the host.
When has he ever lost his temper like this
This may be the first time he lost composure in front of the camera.
but…
Be it all the audience at the scene or all the audience in front of TV around the world, the focus at this moment is no longer on Mark.
Eyes all over the world were fixed on the figure standing on the podium, whose hands seemed to be twitching slightly.
My ears listened to the familiar rhythm played by Wang Qian's slightly twitching hands.
When the familiar piano melody that everyone has heard sounded.
As we all know…
Wang Qian did it!
Then, everyone was inexplicably shocked.
Many music industry professionals at the scene were so excited that their hands were shaking, and their eyes were fixed on Wang Qian, as if they wanted to dissect Wang Qian to see if he was actually an Earthling.
However, although everyone was shocked, no one spoke. Everyone remained silent and just looked at Wang Qian, thinking in their hearts about the strange electronic instrument that Wang Qian was playing.
The social media platforms of various countries exploded first.
The number of speeches suddenly increased.
"My God, how did he do that? He mastered this weird electronic instrument in less than a minute?"
"Did you notice Mark's expression? It's so funny. I've taken a screenshot and now have an emoticon package."
"Is it true that there are only a few people in the world who can play it? Will Mark act with Wang Qian?"
"Who do you think can hire Mark to act? Look at Mark's expression. This is the first time he has lost his composure in front of the camera."
"I have to say, the melody of this song dedicated to Xue Rong is really nice. Even when played by this weird instrument, it still sounds good."
"Where can I buy this kind of instrument? I want to buy one to play with."
"It was hilarious watching Professor Wang playing, and the resulting animation was also a twitching animation."
"Now, who dares to question Professor Wang's musical talent?"
"By the way, has Professor Wang really grasped the true meaning of music? What exactly is the true meaning of music?"
"Anyway, I was kneeling to watch the live broadcast. My mom asked me why I was kneeling to watch TV, but I didn't bother to answer her."
…
Mark, who had not yet left the podium, quickly regained his composure, but the stunned expression on his face was gone, and the shock in his eyes was still there, but became more and more intense!
because…
Wang Qian seemed to have really mastered the rules of this extremely rare electronic instrument. After playing "Zhi Xuerong" very skillfully, he played "Magic City Rhapsody" which was also familiar to everyone very smoothly and skillfully!
Wang Qian played the two pieces without any interval.
No one at the scene made any sound, but just watched quietly as Wang Qian played two piano pieces in succession.
Mark did not leave and returned to his seat. Without any stage fright, he stood close to Wang Qian in front of many cameras and thousands of people in the audience, becoming the closest audience member. He watched carefully every detail of Wang Qian's movements and listened carefully to the familiar melody played by Wang Qian.
Mark was deeply shocked.
At this moment, he truly felt the beauty of musical art.
Although!
In the eyes of many music artists, the music played by this strange electronic instrument has absolutely nothing to do with musical art.
However, Mark truly felt the beauty of musical art in his heart.
There is a kind of artistic beauty in Wang Qian.
No matter what Wang Qian does, it seems to be an art!
Mark is called a madman. He is angry with everyone and presidents of various countries. Naturally, he is not convinced by anyone.
But now, he felt a little admiration and respect for Wang Qian.
From simply liking Wang Qian's musical works, I have evolved to admiring and worshipping Wang Qian himself.
soon!
Wang Qian finished playing the two pieces successfully, put down his hands, looked at Mark with a smile on his face, and said calmly: "It's a very fun electronic instrument. You don't need to touch it, but it's actually not easy to play. There are no fixed buttons... You need to remember the position and movement of each note..."
Mark exclaimed softly, "Yes, it is indeed difficult to master, so there are only a few people in the world who can play it. You are the one who learns the fastest and plays the most smoothly, beautifully and melodiously among all the people I have ever met! When you played just now, I almost thought I saw God... You are a miracle in yourself."
In front of everyone and all the cameras, Mark said the most complimentary words he had ever said to Wang Qian.
He had never praised someone so much!
Everyone at the scene also came to their senses and stood up to give their warm applause again!
Mark bowed slightly to Wang Qian, then walked away while clapping.
Wang Qian hurriedly moved away and did not accept Mark's bow. Looking at everyone in the audience applauding enthusiastically, he gently put away Mark's tremson as he would return it to him later.
He could take the panpipes of Ononga.
Because Ononga is a true music artist with a pure mind.
Mark is a tech geek, but he is actually a businessman. His outward appearance of being aggressive is just a persona he has created for himself. He is also the first super-rich man to create an idol persona...
Wang Qian deals with capitalists, so naturally he would try to get away with it as much as possible.
No one at the scene cared why Wang Qian didn't compose any new works while playing the therem!
Because, to be able to play this strange and unfamiliar electronic instrument successfully is already an incredible talent.
Moreover, Wang Qian was playing his own pieces, which did not go against what he had said before.
Many European and American music artists at the scene were completely conquered by Wang Qian's powerful musical talent and strength. Even if there was some dissatisfaction and resistance deep in their hearts, it was deeply buried at this moment.
Everyone looked at Wang Qian with eyes filled with admiration and disbelief.
Max applauded and said to the people around him, "He is truly a miracle. If we can leave him alone at the Juilliard School, then our school will truly become the world's number one music school."
The vice president of the Juilliard School shook his head and said regretfully, "That's impossible. If he returns to China, we don't know when he will come again. It would be a success if we could invite him to give lectures a few more times during his lifetime."
Max thought about it and nodded to indicate that it was true!
Dawson whispered to Taylor in the back, "Taylor, can you convince Wang Qian to give a class at our school before returning home? To be honest, I really want to listen to his lectures every day. He is always full of musical miracles."
Taylor shook his head. "He wants to go home now. No one can convince him to stay."
While clapping, Dawson turned around to look at He Chaohui and others, and continued to say to Taylor: "Then let's go meet the Chinese delegation. Our cooperation with them can enter the substantive stage."
Taylor was surprised and asked, "Professor, are you going to start offering Chinese music classes at Curtis?"
Dawson looked at Wang Qian and said with a little regret: "We should have fulfilled the promise we made to Wang Qian. If we had done it earlier, he might not have come to Juilliard to give lectures now, but would have returned to Curtis..."
Taylor nodded: "If his class starts at Curtis, Professor, then our college will definitely be the world's number one music and art college next year!"
Dawson said affirmatively: "Yes, it's a pity that we still can't open everything to him completely. Fortunately, it's not too late now. Let's start from now on. Curtis Institute and Professor Wang Qian, as well as several Chinese music colleges, will enter into a truly complete cooperation!"
Taylor smiled and said, "If our students can lead the Juilliard School and establish a Chinese folk music department first, Professor, think about it, will Wang Qian refuse our invitation next time? If we invite him to give a Chinese folk music class in the name of the Chinese folk music department of Curtis College, there is no way he will refuse."
Taylor knows Wang Qian very well. After all, he has had in-depth exchanges with Wang Qian several times and is extremely fascinated by every aspect of Wang Qian, so he also knows more about Wang Qian.
She had also felt the closeness to her Chinese homeland from her father, and knew that Wang Qian also had a deep interest in developing Chinese folk music.
As long as this point is grasped, it will be a very easy thing for Curtis to invite Wang Qian to give a lecture.
Dawson also knew this at this time, and said affirmatively: "Yes, that's what I think."
Taylor nodded: "I don't know, should Professor Wang's class end?"
Dawson also looked at Wang Qian with a little regret.
Everyone else at the scene had similar emotions and expressions.
Some regrets, and still feel unsatisfied!
According to what Wang Qian said just now, he can only play two pieces and then the class will end.
Just now, Wang Qian played two pieces in succession with that strange electronic instrument, which can be regarded as fulfilling his promise. Now he says that the get out of class is over, which is reasonable.
seem!
Everyone hoped that this class could last a little longer and that Wang Qian could continue to stand on the podium and interpret the essence of musical art.
So, everyone spontaneously clapped and clapped...
The applause lasted for nearly ten minutes.
If you don’t know, you might think that everyone was applauding because of Wang Qian’s playing of the therem.
In fact, everyone applauded because of everything in Wang Qian’s class.
Wang Qian stood quietly in front of the desk. He did have the idea of ending the class and did not want to continue playing the piano.
He felt physically and mentally exhausted.
Look at the applauding faces.
Wang Qian accepted everything calmly and enjoyed the applause for a full ten minutes. Seeing that everyone had no intention of stopping, he could not help but waved his hand, signaling that everyone could stop.
Many older music artists, celebrities and wealthy people could hardly bear it anymore, so they stopped and quickly sat down. They looked a little tired, but their eyes were still full of excitement and regret.
I am excited about the music and art audition I enjoyed in this class, but I feel sorry that the class is about to end.
The applause gradually stopped, and Wang Qian hadn't spoken yet.
There were dense arms at the scene. This time, more people raised their hands, nearly thousands of people. Almost everyone raised their arms. Many top music artists, celebrities and wealthy people in the first rows also raised their hands. They all wanted to talk to Wang Qian face to face and one-on-one.
Mark, who had just returned and sat down, raised his hand again, regretting that he had not said a few more words to Wang Qian on the podium.
Many pop musicians behind him, including Kristen, Green, etc., also raised their hands, hoping to be seen by Wang Qian!
Red, Aisha and the others also raised their hands, each with their own thoughts...
Wang Qian looked at the countless arms that appeared again, his eyes calm, and he said softly: "I'm sorry, the two pieces I just mentioned have been played, and I won't play any instruments anymore. Since everyone still has something to say, I will ask one person to speak up, and then this class will end..."
After hearing what Wang Qian said, many people raised their arms more eagerly.
Wang Qian glanced at the scene and saw a white-haired Chinese old man in a Tang suit in the third row. He immediately extended his hand and said, "Old man, please stand up and talk."
The old man in Tang suit raised his arm and was stunned for a moment. He obviously didn't expect that he would be called by Wang Qian. A young woman next to him reminded him: "Grandpa, Professor Wang is calling you. If you don't want to get up, you can let me get up!"
The old man in the Tang suit was stunned for a second, then he stood up quickly, his face flushed and he seemed a little excited. He looked at Wang Qian with admiration and respect in his eyes, and spoke authentic Chinese: "Professor Wang, I grew up in North America. You are the most incredible person I have ever met."
Wang Qian also said in Chinese: "Thank you, old sir, what's your name?"
The old man introduced himself: "Professor Wang, you can call me Lao Xie. I heard from my father that my grandfather brought him here from Bashu a hundred years ago, so I have always considered myself a Bashu person."
Wang Qian exclaimed: "Old Xie, you can go back and take a look when you have time. Bashu is developing very fast and it's doing very well!"
The old man nodded: "Yes, I know. Professor Wang, I have a request for you here today."
Most of the audience at the scene were Europeans and Americans, and they couldn't understand what Wang Qian and Lao Xie were saying.
Only a few Chinese people can understand what they say.
Max, Dawson, Rick, Melon and others were all confused and puzzled. They didn't know what Wang Qian was talking about, and didn't know if they had missed any important information.
Wang Qian looked at the old man: "You can talk first."
Old Xie took a deep breath to calm himself down, then said carefully: "Professor Wang, I have been studying Chinese since I was a child. I like our own Chinese culture very much, so I can speak fluent Chinese and write good calligraphy. I know that you are even better in this regard..."
"so… "