As Wang Qian returned to his seat and sat down.
Dawson, Carl and others sat down.
Then, Taylor, Jason, Taylor and others sat down.
The others also sat down one by one.
The applause gradually died down.
but.
But the whole audience did not quiet down.
Many people started talking about it afterwards.
"Who is this uncle? The song he played sounds great, I don't think I've heard it before."
"Beauty, can't you tell it's just a new song? That old man is a professor at Curtis Institute, and he was conquered."
"Don't you know the boss? His songs are the best. I didn't expect that he is also so good at playing the piano. Does he write his own piano music? He is worthy of being the boss of Haidilao."
"What's the name of this song? I don't think I've ever heard of it!"
"Such a beautiful new song, so amazing..."
…
After all, the students who were whispering to each other had limited knowledge and basically couldn't hear much information. Most of them could only tell that it was a new song.
Qin Xuerong excitedly grabbed Wang Qian's hand and whispered beside him: "It sounds so good, so great, Wang Qian, you are so great, do you know that? You are so great!"
If Qin Xuerong hadn't still retained some rationality, she would have been unable to resist the urge to kiss Wang Qian on the face.
Wang Qian smiled, patted Qin Xuerong's hand, asked her to calm down, and said softly: "Thank you, thank you!"
Jiang Yu also praised: "It's amazing!"
She was truly convinced and no longer had any thoughts of competing with Wang Qian.
Also, it was a pleasant surprise.
It’s great to hear such a great piece of work come out.
She would like to be replaced a few more times if she could hear such good new works every time.
Murong Yue asked curiously, "Does this song have a name?"
Jiang Yu, Qin Xuerong, and He Chaohui beside them all looked at Wang Qian with anticipation and curiosity.
Wang Qian nodded: "Yes, Wang Qian's eleventh exercise!"
silence!
Only Qin Xuerong said two words: "Awesome!"
Jiang Yu and Murong Yuexin realized this was true and felt tremendous pressure.
If you say.
When Wang Qian played the new piece for the first time and named it Etude 11, they thought he was joking.
Now, they only feel pressure.
because.
This is the naming style of those truly great piano composers in history!
seem.
Does Wang Qian already have the temperament of a master pianist
They can't accept this yet.
He Chaohui finally asked, "When was this piece composed? Can you give me the score?"
She also liked the piece, but she hadn’t fully understood it yet. She only listened to it once, which was too hasty.
Wang Qian nodded: "Of course, let's listen to the last performance first."
He Chaohui nodded, and then noticed that Taylor from Curtis College had already walked onto the stage.
Taylor also had an air of nobility about him. After walking onto the stage, he gracefully bowed to everyone, then turned and walked towards the piano.
He Chaohui: "With your performance, Taylor's brilliance has been overshadowed!"
Wang Qian: “Thank you!”
Next to them, Yang Jiansen and Peng Donghu also looked towards Wang Qian from time to time. It was obvious that they were not so excited about the performance of the talented Taylor. Then they focused on listening to the performance on the stage again.
Taylor is worthy of being one of the top ten young pianists in North America. His level is definitely higher than that of He Chaohui and Yang Jiansen, and the piece he played was also quite difficult.
Wang Qian had never heard of it anyway.
However, he also heard from Taylor's performance that it was a gentle and sad song, as if he saw a girl telling something by the river.
It’s really amazing.
Taylor, who was immersed in the performance, exuded a sense of sadness all over his body, and he seemed like the protagonist of the song.
Mike couldn't bear to take his eyes off Taylor and whispered, "Taylor's performance was great! This song Girl by the Danube fits her style and temperament so well. There may be no one in the world who can play this song more perfectly than her."
He wanted to say that Taylor's performance was better than Wang Qian's just now.
But he couldn't say it.
Because, that is obviously nonsense!
Perhaps, the technique displayed in the song Wang Qian played just now was not as high as that of Taylor's current song.
However, just the quality of the original music, coupled with the perfect performance, is enough to put him ahead of them by more than one level.
Professor Carl said to Mike bluntly: "The performance of the Chinese guy just now was even better! It was the most exciting performance I have seen this year."
Mike was silent.
Professor Dawson heard what Karl said and nodded: “You are right!”
The whole audience listened to Taylor's performance in silence.
Then, there was applause.
Taylor bowed to thank everyone, walked down gracefully step by step, his eyes stayed on Wang Qian for a moment, then he nodded slightly and sat back in his seat.
The performance is officially over.
The exchange meeting has begun.
A female host of Magic Sound walked onto the stage for the first time. She was obviously a student of Magic Sound. She was wearing a black dress, which made her look elegant and beautiful. Her long straight black hair was simply draped down, which made her look simple and elegant. She held the microphone and said, "Thank you to these amazing students for bringing us performances."
"In particular, the new song that Mr. Wang Qian brought to us astounded all of us. So, how about we invite Mr. Wang Qian to come on stage and talk to us for a few words?"
One after another, voices came from the students at the back.
Applause broke out.
Wang Qian was a little surprised.
He thought that communication meant leaving here and going to other places to sit down and have a good communication with a few people.
Unexpectedly...
Right here in this auditorium, communicating in front of so many people
Wang Qian whispered to He Chaohui beside him: "Can I refuse?"
He Chaohui looked at Wang Qian in surprise. It was the first time she saw Wang Qian being stage-frightened. She smiled and said, "Of course not. If you refuse, you will offend everyone present. Director Yang, Director Peng, and Professor Dawson, Professor Carl, and the others will all think that you look down on them."
Wang Qian felt overwhelmed and forced a smile.
Yang Jiansen, Peng Donghu and several other leaders of Moyin applauded and looked at Wang Qian with smiles and expectations on their faces.
Dawson, Carl, Taylor and others also clapped their hands lightly and looked at Wang Qian.
Wang Qian knew that he couldn't refuse this.
Qin Xuerong encouraged Wang Qian: "Wang Qian, come on! Don't be afraid, they are not as good as you."
Jiang Yu and Murong Yue rolled their eyes at the same time.
Wang Qian smiled at Qin Xuerong.
Let him play.
Can!
With his extraordinary talent, he practiced for several years and he thought he was as good as anyone in terms of playing performance.
But.
Let him come on stage and talk in depth about professional knowledge.
He may not be able to say it clearly.
In particular, he was not familiar with the piano music in this world and had never heard it before, so there was nothing to talk about.
Wang Qian gritted his teeth and smiled at Yang Jiansen and the others, nodded to Carl Dawson and the others, then stood up and walked towards the stage.
Qin Xuerong clapped her hands vigorously, not caring even though they were sore from clapping.
Jiang Yu asked Qin Xuerong, "Do you think he will come up with a better name?"
Qin Xuerong: "I don't know, it doesn't matter!"
She didn't care about this, she only had Wang Qian in her eyes.
As Wang Qian came on stage, the applause became even louder.
The applause gradually stopped until Wang Qian walked to the center of the stage and stood next to the host.
The host also looked at Wang Qian with surprise in his eyes.
She herself was also a piano major, and had passed the examinations for a master's and doctoral degree in magic music. Although she was not as talented as Jiang Yu, her level was definitely not low. Naturally, she admired Wang Qian, who was so talented in piano.
Especially.
Wang Qian has a sense of maturity, steadiness, vicissitudes of life, as well as some elegance, calmness and the temperament of a successful person, which makes him seem very mysterious.
The host was stunned for a second before quickly calming down and looking towards the audience and asking, "Mr. Wang Qian, may I ask, is the piece you just played a brand new piano piece?"
Everyone stared at Wang Qian.
Wang Qian felt a little pressured and nodded seriously: "If you are talking about an unpublished song, then it is."
Host: “So, today is the first time you are performing this piece in public?”
Wang Qian nodded: "Yes, I was invited to perform at Moyin today, and I played this piece on a whim. I hope you like it."
The host smiled and said, "I like it very much. I believe every audience member here will like it too. Has Mr. Wang named this piece?"
Wang Qian: "Well, if it's publicly named, there probably isn't one. I call it the Eleventh Etude!"
Etude eleven
Almost everyone present stared at Wang Qian with wide eyes in surprise.
This name is very meaningful!
The name has a noble style.
The most important thing.
Since it is called Etude No. 11.
So are there also the first etude, the second etude, and so on to the tenth etude
The host also showed obvious surprise on his face, and then quickly asked: "So, have you composed other etudes?"
Wang Qian: "Well, I write them occasionally in my spare time. Most of them are not complete pieces. I just write down whatever comes to my mind. They are scattered and not so complete. This eleventh etude is a complete piece that I sorted out after looking through my old notes last night."
The scene became so quiet once again that you could hear a pin drop!
Taylor, who was beside Dawson, whispered to Dawson and translated Wang Qian's words to him.
Then.
Dawson started clapping straight away.
Naturally, the others followed suit and applauded.
The host also took the microphone and clapped softly. After the applause lasted for a few seconds, it gradually quieted down.
The host continued to ask: "Then, Mr. Wang Qian, can you tell us about your eleventh etude?"
Evaluate your own music
That's no problem.
Just don't judge others.
Wang Qian was very familiar with this piece of music and nodded immediately: "Of course."
"This is a march. I was in a cheerful mood at the time, so the style of the song is also very happy and joyful, with a lot of rhythm changes. I casually tried to put the main part after the interlude, and the effect was pretty good..."
"The first part in the key of A minor..."
"Then try to go back to A major..."
“I used a rondo structure throughout the piece, and in the end it returned to the first section…”
Wang Qian spoke skillfully for more than ten minutes.
Express your understanding of this song.
Many people at the scene had a look of sudden enlightenment on their faces after hearing this.
People like Yang Jiansen, He Chaohui, Peng Donghu, Jiang Yu, Murong Yue, Jason, Taylor, Mike and others all understood the song after Wang Qian's explanation.
Many students later also understood part of it.
Then.
The applause came again.
Even more enthusiastic than last time.
Because, after Wang Qian’s narration.
After everyone understood it, they realized that this song was more powerful than they had imagined and was a true masterpiece.
Therefore, the applause became even louder.
Dawson even stood up and applauded again, which forced everyone else to stand up and applaud as well.
The applause lasted for a minute before it stopped.
Wang Qian felt that he had finished speaking and should be able to leave.
However, just as he took a step, he was pulled back by the host, who directly grabbed his hand, shook it for a while, and made him stand back before letting go.
The host smiled and said, "Mr. Wang, please don't leave in a hurry. I want to ask you, what are your thoughts and comments on the performances of the previous performers?"
Forehead!
I don't know what they play...
Wang Qian said casually, “It’s OK.”
The host wanted to talk to Wang Qian for a few more words, so he asked, "Then you should know what song Mr. Mike from Berkeley played, right?"
What she meant was that the Storm played by Mike is a famous difficult piece of music, please give us your comments!
However!
Wang Qian was an honest man, so he answered truthfully: "I don't know!"
The host froze for a moment.
Jiang Yu, who was sitting below, covered his eyes: "I knew he would be like this!"
He Chaohui was helpless: "He can't say that!"
Qin Xuerong didn't care: "What's wrong with him telling the truth? He really doesn't know. Besides, I don't know what the foreigner played."
Everyone else looked shocked.
In their opinion.
This expressed a certain meaning on the spot.
Mike heard the translation and a scowl instantly appeared on his face. He whispered, "Damn it, what did he say?"
The translator was also stunned for a moment, and then regretted speaking too fast.
Taylor had a blank expression on his face, but he told Mike again: "He said he didn't know what you were playing!"
Mike was furious: "Shit!"
I was actually looked down upon
He played this difficult song Storm very well, okay
Karl’s face was expressionless, and he said with a slight sternness: “Mike, watch your expression!”
Mike took a deep breath and calmed himself down.
Not far away, Wei Shuxin and Hu Ke both laughed and couldn't help but give Wang Qian a thumbs up.
Although they knew they were not as good as Mike, they still felt good when they saw Mike being humiliated in public by Wang Qian.
On stage.
The host quickly came to his senses, knowing that Wang Qian must have offended the Berkeley people by saying this, and hurriedly gave Wang Qian a chance to save the situation: "Mr. Wang Qian, are you saying that you didn't hear Mike's performance clearly?"
Wang Qian shook his head: "I heard it clearly, the performance was OK. But I don't know what piece he played."
After a brief pause, Wang Qian felt that this might cause misunderstanding, so he explained: "Actually, it's not just that Mike. I don't know what the others played."
Now...
The whole place became so quiet once again that you could hear a pin drop.
Taylor, who had just translated for Mike, also became stiff in expression.
Wei Shuxin and Hu Ke, who gave Wang Qian a thumbs up, were also stunned.
What's the meaning
Meaning...
I'm not targeting any one person...
I mean all of you...