As Wang Qian walked onto the stage step by step.
His temperament was also rapidly undergoing a radical change.
The expression on his face gradually calmed down, with a faint smile, and there was an elegant artistic aura about him, as if he was a master who had been immersed in music for many years.
Everyone in the audience who was watching Wang Qian felt a sense of distance at this moment.
It was as if that was just the master of art they could see in the distance.
Yang Jiansen, Peng Donghu, He Chaohui, Carl, Mike, and Taylor all looked at Wang Qian with a little shock as he walked past them.
It seemed like it was the first time I met Wang Qian.
At this moment, Wang Qian's artistic aura was no less than that of Professor Dawson on the stage.
That is the temperament that has been precipitated from decades of studying and polishing the piano.
That is the temperament cultivated from performing hundreds of concerts around the world.
That is the temperament of a world-class pianist!
He Chaohui asked Qin Xuerong, who was sitting across from him, "Is he really the owner of a hot pot restaurant? Is he really not from a piano family?"
Qin Xuerong's eyes were reluctant to leave Wang Qian even for a second. Her heart was filled with shock, joy, and happiness. She shook her head gently and said affirmatively, "No!"
He Chaohui nodded, turned around and continued to look at Wang Qian on the stage.
Everyone in the audience looked at Wang Qian with some shock!
That kind of temperament, that kind of self-confidence and elegance, made them feel ashamed of themselves.
Even proud musicians like Taylor Mac, Jiang Yu, and other domestic and foreign music geniuses, feel a sense of distance and admiration when looking at Wang Qian.
Wang Qian walked calmly, elegantly and confidently to Professor Dawson, gently hugged Professor Dawson, and said in fluent English: "Professor, your performance just now was amazing."
Professor Dawson also looked at Wang Qian with admiration, smiled and shook his head gently, saying: "No, I haven't been able to play it perfectly yet. I really want to hear your perfect performance again."
Wang Qian was not modest and said confidently: "As you wish, Professor!"
Professor Dawson extended his hand to Wang Qian and made a gesture of invitation.
Wang Qian turned around and bowed gently to everyone in the audience, then walked towards the piano and sat down gently.
Professor Dawson then walked off the stage and sat down in his seat, still staring at Wang Qian, but said to Professor Carl beside him: "Wang is really an incredible genius! Did you see that?"
Professor Carl nodded, his eyes never leaving Wang Qian: "I see, Professor. I think China may have a great pianist."
Dawson nodded in agreement with Professor Carl's words.
but.
Taylor said softly, "But, he said that piano is just a hobby of his. He is not focusing on the piano field now, but pop music. He is participating in the Voice of China competition and has released several pop songs, which are very successful."
Dawson, Carl, Jason, Mike and others all widened their eyes!
Such a genius...
Why don’t you focus on developing in the field of piano
Go make pop music
Isn't that too self-deprecating
Mike: “He’s so depraved.”
Dawson frowned slightly. Although he felt a little regretful and disgusted, he was not angry.
He is old and has seen all kinds of people. He knows that pianists also need to eat.
He has also composed music for Hollywood movies and was nominated for an Oscar, but unfortunately he did not win.
This is also a glorious achievement for him.
Therefore, he just felt regretful in his heart, regretting that a piano genius who even shocked him might not be able to become a pianist who shocked the world in the future.
Karl's eyes flickered, and he said lightly: "Maybe, this is not necessarily a bad thing."
Mike was stunned, then smiled, nodded and said nothing!
What a loss for such a talented competitor!
Isn’t this a good thing for Mike, who is also a piano genius
Jason and several other Berkeley students quickly figured it out and looked relieved.
Only Taylor still frowned, looking at Wang Qian who was sitting in front of the piano like a great musician, with disappointment, regret and anger in his eyes!
Ding ding ding…
At this time.
Wang Qian's hands danced on the piano keys like elves, and notes flowed out like running water and into everyone's ears.
Just a few notes!
Many people at the scene showed expressions of enjoyment.
Sounds really nice!
Qin Xuerong clenched her hands together, her pretty face flushed with excitement.
I kept telling myself in my heart: This is the piano piece for me!
To Xuerong!
Everyone pricked up their ears and listened carefully.
Even Dawson, Carl, Taylor, Mike and others had serious expressions on their faces, as if they were listening to a lecture and learning!
He Chaohui, Yang Jiansen, Peng Donghu, and later Wei Shuxin, Jiang Yu and other outstanding students from the piano departments of various colleges all had serious expressions and a hint of enjoyment on their faces, immersed in the artistic conception of the piano music.
Jiang Yu squinted his eyes slightly, and whispered to Murong Yue beside him while listening: "This time he played more seriously and more perfectly. Especially in terms of emotional expression, it was fuller and more perfect than last time! Impeccable! This is a perfect performance. This guy is usually so careless and not serious. How hateful..."
Murong Yue's pretty face was also a little shocked. She nodded slightly to show her approval of Jiang Yu's words, but she didn't say anything, for fear of missing out on this perfect music.
Simple tune!
Simple structure.
Simple playing.
But, clear and complete expression!
Everyone present could hear the extraordinary charm!
This is a realm that absolutely requires a master's level to achieve.
When the song "To Xuerong" ended in Wang Qian's hands.
The whole audience remained silent for a full thirty seconds!
Then, the host who was standing not far from Wang Qian was the first to come to his senses and quickly raised his hand to applaud excitedly.
Snap, snap…
There was sudden applause.
Everyone in the audience woke up.
Then…
There was thunderous applause.
Whether sitting or standing, everyone was clapping their hands crazily.
Dawson, who was at the front, stood up directly and clapped his hands vigorously, with a look of surprise and satisfaction in his eyes.
Dawson stood up, and Carl and others also stood up. Yang Jiansen, Peng Donghu, He Chaohui and others also stood up.
Everyone behind also stood up!
The applause became even louder.
Cameras in five or six corners captured this scene clearly.
Wang Qian smiled, did not stand up, but turned sideways and nodded slightly to everyone.
then.
He began to move his hands on the keys again.
The clear sound of piano rang out again.
Demonic March!
The applause from the audience stopped instantly within two seconds.
It took less than three seconds from thunderous applause to the sound of a pin drop.
Everyone immediately stopped their applause, afraid of missing Wang Qian's piano playing.
The Demonic March has begun!
Most of the people present were from Shanghai, and they all felt proud to hear this song.
There were thousands of people in the audience, but no one sat down.
After standing up and applauding, everyone continued to stand and listen to Wang Qian's playing.
Even Dawson, Professor Carl and others stood and listened to Wang Qian's Magic City March.
Wang Qian didn't pay attention to the situation outside.
At this moment, he once again completely immersed himself in the role of a master pianist.
In other words!
He has been acting.
Play the role of a world-class pianist.
Act like a master artist.
The acting was very vivid.
No one present could notice any flaws in his performance. Even Professor Dawson, a truly world-class pianist, could not notice anything unusual and treated him as a true master pianist of the same level.
at the same time.
He is also performing the artistic conception of the Magic City March.
The performance was impeccable for everyone present.
This is also the gap between Professor Dawson’s performance and his!
Professor Dawson, there is no perfect performance, but it is close to perfection in playing!
When the song ends.
The applause rang out again like thunder.
Every music conservatory teacher, professor and even student present was deeply shocked.
This kind of performance is truly world-class.
Several people who have participated in world-class performances and visited the WYN Golden Hall feel that Wang Qian's performance is not inferior to those world-class masters who have performed in the WYN Golden Hall.
Awesome!
Snap, snap, snap…
Qin Xuerong's hands were numb from clapping, but she still clapped with all her strength.
He Chaohui, Yang Jiansen, Peng Donghu, Dawson, Carl and others were also clapping hard!
Carl whispered beside Dawson: "His performance is really impeccable! Maybe it's because he composed these two songs himself, so the inner flavor is so perfect that no one else can achieve it so perfectly."
Dawson nodded in approval, and implicitly admitted that his previous performance was not as good as Wang Qian's current one.
Bang bang bang!
Amidst the applause.
Wang Qian stood up, bowed slightly to everyone, and was about to leave.
Yang Jiansen quickly picked up the prepared microphone and said loudly: "Everyone, be quiet."
The scene gradually became quiet.
Everyone looked at Yang Jiansen, even Carl and Dawson looked at Yang Jiansen curiously, wondering what Yang Jiansen was going to do.
Before Wang Qian left the stage, Yang Jiansen hurriedly stepped forward to stop Wang Qian, holding the microphone and said excitedly: "Mr. Wang Qian, your performance just now was really perfect. Your two piano pieces are great, and your performance is even better. As the host of Magic Sound, I would like to invite Mr. Wang Qian to give a lesson to our teachers and students present, and talk about the process of your creation of these two pieces and your experience in perfectly performing the pieces!"
"I don't know, Mr. Wang Qian, can you agree to my small request?"
As he spoke, Yang Jiansen waved to the host.
The host quickly understood and hurried over to hand his microphone to Wang Qian. His slender, white and tender hand was trembling slightly.
Wang Qian looked at Yang Jiansen with a smile, as if he wanted to see through Yang Jiansen. Yang Jiansen hurriedly put on a flattering smile.
The audience burst into applause again. Everyone wanted to listen to Wang Qian’s lecture, about the creation process of the two pieces and the piano playing techniques.
Dawson, Carl, Taylor Mac and others also applauded vigorously. They also wanted to hear Wang Qian talk about these things.
Wang Qian took the microphone from the host and whispered thank you. The host replied in an excited and incoherent whisper: "You're welcome, no! It's my honor."
Wang Qian smiled, which made the host tremble inside.
Then he took the microphone and said softly: "Since Director Yang has invited me so sincerely, I will talk about it!"
The whole place fell silent again.
Yang Jiansen also quickly ran off the stage, sat in his seat and listened attentively, afraid of missing Wang Qian's lecture.
Wang Qian walked back to the piano, stretched out his hand and flexibly played a few keys, and said into the microphone: "Everyone present here can be said to be a professional in the field of music, and there are also world-class masters. I will not teach you some simple techniques."
"I'm just telling you a little bit about my own feelings."
"That is, imagination and emotional involvement."
Wang Qian said this with an extremely serious expression.
Everyone listened more carefully.
Many teachers and students also took notes.
Taylor, who was sitting in the first row, raised his hand to ask a question.
Wang Qian's heart skipped a beat, fearing that this girl would ask him something he didn't know, but he remained calm on the surface, and stretched out his hand and said, "Taylor, go ahead!"
Taylor stood up and said loudly, "I would like you to explain it in more detail, preferably with examples from your music, thank you."
After that, Taylor sat down.
Others also agreed with what Taylor said.
What Wang Qian said just now was too abstract.
Although they inexplicably felt very powerful and agreed in their hearts, it seemed that they had gained a lot, but when they thought about it carefully, they realized that they had gained nothing.
Wang Qian felt a little relieved, fortunately it was not a question he could not answer.
He looked at Taylor and said, "Well, Taylor, I'll use you as an example. Tell me what you're thinking right now!"
Everyone looked at Taylor, and they were also curious about what Wang Qian was going to do.
Taylor thought about it for a moment. She was actually thinking about Wang Qian in her heart. She hoped that Wang Qian would not give up the piano and could focus on the piano. That would be a good thing for the world piano community.
So, she just said, “I was just praying!”
Wang Qian looked thoughtful for a moment, then asked, "What are you praying for?"
Taylor blushed a little and lied, "I pray for world peace!"
Wang Qian smiled. Anyone could tell that Taylor was lying.
However, he still nodded to signal Taylor to sit down, then looked at Qin Xuerong and asked softly: "Xuerong, what about you? What are you thinking about?"
Qin Xuerong was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect that she was named by Wang Qian. In an instant, her heart was filled with a huge sense of happiness. She stood up and stammered, "I, I, I'm thinking, um, happiness... I'm very happy now..."
She said this bravely to Wang Qian and everyone in the audience: I am very happy! My name is Qin Xuerong!
Many people looked at her with envy!
To Xuerong, it’s written for you!
No wonder she is so happy.
Wang Qian smiled gently at Qin Xuerong, nodded and asked Qin Xuerong to sit down, and then said in the expectant eyes of everyone in the audience: "This is their wish, and this is also their emotion! Their hearts are beautiful and sunny... Then, I will use my own emotions to substitute into this emotion, and then play some notes according to my mood..."
Speaking of.
Wang Qian placed the microphone on the piano, then sat in front of the piano and gently pressed the keys with both hands.
Everyone in the audience widened their eyes...
What is this for
Everyone's heart was full of questions and shock!
This is... To...
On-the-spot creation