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Wang Qian's chopsticks were still eating, his eyes were fixed on the food on the plate, and he didn't pay attention to the surrounding situation for a moment. He took a bite of the soft and glutinous braised pork, which was very refreshing. He was still talking to himself: "Professor Dawson of Curtis is a very good person. He has a high level of attainment in the field of piano, and his student Taylor is also very talented. Unfortunately, Curtis is really too far away. As for Berkeley, forget it. It's a bit tasteless, far away, and not as good as Curtis."

"But, that's getting off topic. Let's not talk about all that. Anyway, that's it. I just hold positions in three schools in China. It's no big deal. I definitely don't have the time and ability to really teach them. Maybe in a few years, they will remove me from my position."

As he spoke, Wang Qian looked up and found that everyone around him was staring at him in silence. He looked at Liu Junhua in surprise and asked, "Brother Hua, who asked you to help me speak on Weibo? Actually, there is no need for this. I am not afraid of big companies like Tengfei. Is it Director He?"

Liu Junhua regained consciousness. Although Wang Qian answered, he still had more questions in his mind. He smiled bitterly and said, "Director He called me and asked me to speak for you on behalf of CAFU. She and I have been friends for many years, so of course I can't refuse. Moreover, I also believe that you really didn't plagiarize. Speaking for you is also for the justice in my heart."

Wang Qian said seriously: "Thank you, Brother Hua."

Liu Junhua: "You're welcome. We are half colleagues at CAFM."

The relationship between the two of them suddenly became much closer, and their status was almost equal.

And at this time.

The others also woke up one after another.

Wang Jingyu still had a face full of questions and doubts. She stared at Wang Qian and asked, "Wait, you two should stop chatting. Wang Qian, are you saying that Curtis and Berkeley also invited you to be a professor at their school?"

Qin Han immediately asked, "Just because you played three piano pieces you wrote at the exchange meeting? Did you write them yourself?"

Cui Wenfeng also asked: "You rejected the invitations from Curtis and Berkeley?"

Wang Qian looked at the three people and nodded, "Yes. I played a piano piece I wrote at the exchange meeting. It was actually just some fragments I wrote when I was practicing piano. They thought I wrote well and played well, so Curtis and Berkeley both invited me, but I refused."

Wang Jingyu asked: "Wang Qian, do you know Curtis and Berkeley?"

Wang Qian nodded: "I know! What's the matter? Curtis is one of the top three music schools in the world, and Berklee ranks in the top 10 or 20."

Whether it is Curtis or Berklee, domestic music students are eager to study there.

Wang Jingyu: "You know that, but you still refuse?"

Wang Qian asked in confusion, "Why can't I refuse? It's so far away, how can I go to work at their school? It's impossible. Besides, piano is just a hobby of mine, not everything in my life. I can't just focus on piano in the future. I have other hobbies, such as singing, acting, etc. I also want to have the opportunity to be an actor in the future. My acting skills are also very good."

Wang Jingyu was speechless. She didn’t know how to express her feelings. She could only say expressionlessly, “Oh, I forgot that you graduated from the Performance Department of Beijing Film Academy!”

Qin Han nodded and said seriously, "So, the owner of the hot pot restaurant graduated from the Performance Department of Beijing Film Academy, wrote three piano pieces, and was invited to teach at a world-class university, but he refused! Now, he is a professor at three top music schools in China. Am I right?"

Cui Wenfeng thought about it and nodded seriously: "That's right!"

Lin Gangjun and several contestants looked at each other for a few times, still immersed in shock, and their eyes looking at Wang Qian became more complicated. Wang Qian's image in their eyes suddenly became much taller.

In particular, some of the contestants are students from the Central Conservatory of Music and the Magic Conservatory of Music. They are a generation inferior to Wang Qian. Do they have to call Wang Qian professor when they see him in the future

Wang Jingyu didn't give up and asked, "What three piano pieces did you write? Can we listen to them?"

Wang Qian nodded: "Of course you can listen to it, but I haven't recorded it yet. So wait, I will record the studio version later and upload it to the Internet for everyone to download. The names of the songs are "To Xue Rong", "March of the Magic City", and "A Girl's Prayer". I just randomly named them."

Wang Jingyu looked at Wang Qian and said eagerly, "Then Professor Wang, can you play it for us now? We are all very curious and want to listen."

Wang Qian was stunned for a moment and said, "Actually, there's no need to be so anxious. The directors of Magic Conservatory of Music, Central Conservatory of Music, and Zhejiang Conservatory of Music said that they will add three of my songs to the piano teaching materials next semester. There will be many versions by then, and you can download them at will on the Internet..."

Liu Junhua widened his eyes again and asked loudly: "Your three pieces have been included in the teaching materials of the piano departments of three schools?"

Qin Han: "The textbooks of the university piano department?"

Cui Wenfeng: "They are so anxious, don't they go through the education department?"

Wang Qian said helplessly, "I don't know either, so I feel guilty. It may be because Professor Dawson from Curtis and Professor Carl from Berkeley said that they would teach my music in class when they return to school, so they are so anxious to include it in their teaching. I tried to persuade them but failed, I don't think I am qualified enough..."

Everyone around was staring at Wang Qian again!

this…

This guy seems to be an old Versailles person.

Everyone was very shocked and curious.

What kind of piano music would attract so many music colleges at home and abroad? They even insisted on asking Wang Qian to become a professor

Wang Jingyu stood up and clapped her hands, shouting, "Director Zhou, Director Zhou, have someone prepare the piano!"

Wang Qian looked at the time and said hurriedly, "Sister Yu, it's getting late. You should start working. Don't delay your work. I also have things to do and need to go back!"

Wang Jingyu also checked the time and continued to shout, "Director Zhou, please postpone the start time."

Then, she grabbed Wang Qian's wrist and said with a smile, "Professor Wang, don't be in a hurry to leave. We must enjoy the piano performance that has conquered both home and abroad today."

Wang Qian struggled to free himself from Wang Jingyu's hand: "Sister Yu, let's talk it over."

Wang Jingyu blushed in embarrassment, but then she felt relieved when she thought about the age difference of more than ten years between her and Wang Qian.

Cui Wenfeng looked at Wang Qian's hands carefully and said, "Your hands are more like those of a pianist. Your sister Yu is a decisive person. She wants to do something immediately. You should listen to her, otherwise she may not be in the mood to work today. It won't take much time. Director Zhou will listen to her."

Qin Han: "Wang Qian, let us open our eyes!"

Liu Junhua: "Professor Wang, let's go."

Liu Junhua put his arm around Wang Qian's shoulders and walked towards the stage in front.

Wang Qian could only reluctantly follow them toward the stage.

Zhou Qinghua was preparing for the recording schedule for the afternoon and tomorrow. When he heard Wang Jingyu's voice, he came over and curiously asked about the situation. After learning the details, he stared at Wang Qian and immediately shouted into the intercom: "Move the piano to the center of the stage, quickly!"

Then, Zhou Qinghua put his arm around Wang Qian's shoulders more enthusiastically and said, "Wang Qian, I have always been a clear supporter of you."

Wang Qian knew that Zhou Qinghua had helped him bear some of the pressure: "Thank you, Director Zhou."

Zhou Qinghua smiled and said, "Look, can I use the video of you playing the piano as a promotional video for our show in the future? Look, I've already thought of the promotional title! A world-class pianist's piano solo on the Voice stage will instantly raise the level of our show. What do you think?"

After a pause, Zhou Qinghua continued, "Don't worry, we will definitely pay the copyright fees."

Zhou Qinghua is worthy of being a big-name variety show director. He immediately found highlights for cooperation in Wang Qian’s new identity, and it was a win-win cooperation.

Wang Qian had no reason to refuse: "Of course."

Zhou Qinghua sighed: "I didn't expect that there was a real dragon like you hidden in our show. A world-class pianist, a professor at three major music colleges, to be honest, I feel pressured to talk to you now!"

Zhou Qinghua is telling the truth.

Wealth, occupation, and career achievements are symbols of a person's status.

Wang Qian has now reached a very high position in all three.

The contestants around him, such as Lin Gangjun, did not dare to talk to Wang Qian, as they felt they were not qualified to talk to him.

The people from the production crew who were watching the excitement not far away were even quieter and didn't dare to make any noise.

Only He Dongming was drinking water casually, looking with amusement at Wang Qian who was surrounded by everyone and walked onto the stage, feeling happy for his old classmate and buddy.

The piano was soon placed center stage.

Wang Jingyu smiled at Wang Qian and said, "Go ahead, Professor Wang. I'm really looking forward to it."

Wang Qian nodded to everyone, then walked onto the stage with steady steps, bowed slightly to all the audience around the stage, and then walked towards the piano.

Wang Jingyu whispered, "This style is very professional and has an artistic temperament. It's much better than Brother Hua."

Liu Junhua smiled bitterly: "Don't bring me up, I just teach singing, I can't compare with a pianist!"

Cui Wenfeng and Qin Han didn't say anything, but just stared at Wang Qian on the stage.

Zhou Qinghua entered the working state and gave instructions on the intercom: "All camera positions are checked and ready, start live recording."

On stage.

Wang Qian gathered his emotions for a while and then started playing!

Let’s start with the simplest one, Zhi Xuerong.

Jumping with both hands nimbly.

Notes flow out one by one.

Clear and pleasant to the ear in the recording studio!

Everyone’s eyes lit up and they found it really beautiful!

Wang Jingyu's eyes widened again like cartoon eyes, and she whispered, "It sounds really good. It's really enjoyable to watch him play the piano."

Liu Junhua: "Yes, it's good. No wonder so many schools have invited me to this. This is a very good start."

Liu Junhua has also listened to performances by many top domestic and foreign pianists at the Central Conservatory of Music, so he has the most say. He found that Wang Qian is not much worse than those top domestic and foreign pianists.

Cui Wenfeng, Qin Han, Zhou Qinghua and others listened quietly.

Wang Qian’s performance can be said to be perfect!

A subtle remembrance of Xuerong.

The Magic City March is lively and relaxed, with a variety of rhythmic changes.

The girl's prayer is solemn, sad and sunny.

They were all expressed clearly one by one, allowing everyone present who heard it to clearly feel the emotions expressed by the song, and most of them put themselves into it!

It was a complete concert-like enjoyment.

It can make many ordinary people who are not interested in classical music fascinated by the performance, which is definitely a world-class master-level performance.

When Wang Qian finished playing the girl's prayer, he stood up and bowed slightly to everyone, saying, "Thank you!"

The audience burst into thunderous applause.

Wang Jingyu was the first to applaud wildly, staring at Wang Qian with a pair of eyes that were very hot, with an inexplicable glow brewing.

Liu Junhua, Qin Han and Cui Wenfeng were all shocked.

They are all masters in the field of pop music, so they know even better how high the level of Wang Qian's performance is!

He is said to be a world-class pianist.

It’s really not an exaggeration.

Qin Han whispered, "He is worthy of the level of conquering the top music schools at home and abroad. It's amazing. These three pieces are his original works, which is the most amazing. No wonder several top schools have included these three pieces in their teaching. It's amazing! Now he is more than qualified to hold a solo concert."

Cui Wenfeng smiled bitterly and said, "I feel a lot of pressure all of a sudden. It may be enough for him to be my teacher! What can I teach him?"

Liu Junhua patted Cui Wenfeng on the shoulder and expressed his deep sympathy.

Several people followed suit and applauded.

Everyone clapped wildly.

Wang Qian walked down quickly.

Wang Jingyu walked up to Wang Qian and gave him a gentle hug, praising him, "It's really great. When will it be uploaded? I want to download it and listen to it several times a day. I feel like practicing the piano."

Wang Qian: "Sister Yu, don't say that. I don't even dare to stand here."

Liu Junhua came up and shook hands with Wang Qian, and said seriously: "Professor Wang, you deserve it."

Wang Qian quickly refused: "No, Brother Hua, let's just stay here like before. You can still call me Wang Qian. I'm still a contestant of The Voice of China. Don't call me Professor. It sounds awkward to me. It's too distant."

Liu Junhua smiled and patted Wang Qian on the shoulder. He admired Wang Qian's humble attitude. Unlike many young people who would look up to the sky and look down on everyone as soon as they achieved something.

Qin Han shook hands with Wang Qian and said with a sad face: "Wang Qian, you must remember that I was the first one to turn around for you."

Wang Qian couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Teacher Qin, I remember, I will always remember, thank you."

Qin Han waved his hands hurriedly: "No, please don't call me teacher, I really can't stand it!"

Cui Wenfeng finally came up and hugged Wang Qian, patting him on the shoulder and saying, "You are really a genius. I didn't expect that I would choose a genius."

Qin Han corrected him: "He chose you! I turned around and chose him first, and then he chose you."

Qin Han may never let go of the regret in his heart.

Zhou Qinghua smiled and said, "I chose you. Come on, Wang Qian!"

Wang Qian thanked everyone one by one, and shook hands with Lin Gangjun and other contestants one by one. Finally, he said goodbye and left, sweating all over.

This artist!

It’s really not easy to be that person.

Socializing is exhausting.

No wonder most artists are so aloof and don’t even look people in the eye.

He Dongming and Zhou Qinghua personally escorted Wang Qian out.

"We will edit and do some post-production on the video we just recorded. When it's almost time to air, we will show you the finished film. We will only air it if you agree."

Zhou Qinghua said to Wang Qian, "As for the copyright fee, let's be formal and sign a contract."

Wang Qian: "It's okay, Director Zhou, you are a professional, just watch and do it."

Then he said to He Dongming, "Mingzi, where are you going to have dinner with me tonight? I've moved to a new place, and I'm not staying at the Zhejiang Conservatory of Music's villa for the time being."

He Dongming's eyes lit up: "Sure, where do you live? I'll come find you in the evening."

Wang Qian mentioned the name of a community.

He Dongming had never heard of this before, and asked in confusion: "Where is this?"

Zhou Qinghua knew about it and whispered, "In the high-end villa community next to West Lake, the price of a villa was over 100 million yuan a dozen years ago, but now it starts at 200 million yuan!"

He Dongming was speechless, and clasped his fists to Wang Qian: "Goodbye!"

Zhou Qinghua smiled at Wang Qian, then turned around and went back to work with He Dongming.

laugh!

The car stopped in front of Wang Qian.

Xu Xiaoxiao quickly got out of the driver's seat again, helped Wang Qian open the back door, and asked, "Professor, where are you going?"

Wang Qian was used to this, so he could only accept it calmly, got in the car and said, "Let's go back!"

Xu Xiaoxiao asked expectantly, "Are we going back to our school, or to Sister Xuerong's place?"

Wang Qian: "Let's go to Xuerong's place."

Xu Xiaoxiao looked a little disappointed, agreed, got into the car, started the car and drove off.

Wang Qian just left.

Wang Jingyu was still recalling the piano piece Wang Qian had just played. She said to Cui Wenfeng, Qin Han, and Zhou Qinghua who had just walked back, "Brother Feng, Brother Han, Director Zhou. Brother Hua has already publicly released a statement in support of Wang Qian. Shouldn't we also express our support? Otherwise, others might speculate that our production team is not united."

Cui Wenfeng was typing on his phone with his head down, and whispered, "I'm already writing a statement. With Wang Qian's musical talent, would he plagiarize? This is a joke in itself. He is my contestant now, and I must publicly support him and let Tengfei give him a clear name!"

Everyone looked at Cui Wenfeng and knew that this old rock king was a slick person, but weren’t they all the same

Everyone knew before that Wang Qian definitely did not plagiarize, but no one publicly supported Wang Qian and remained neutral.

This is because there is not much benefit in supporting Wang Qian, you can only gain Wang Qian's favor.

However, offending Tengfei may have a negative impact on their subsequent development.

How can the goodwill of Wang Qian, a newcomer in the circle, be compared with offending the giants in the circle

Now!

It's different now.

Wang Qian's status as a professor at the three top domestic music schools alone is enough for them to maintain a good relationship.

It’s nothing to offend Tengfei a little.

Not to mention, the three music colleges have taken the lead, what are they afraid of

Qin Han nodded: "I have said it before, Tengfei's so-called plagiarism is a joke. I have to talk about this matter now. I can't remain silent anymore and I can't encourage Tengfei's crooked methods."

Zhou Qinghua also nodded seriously: "I will issue a public statement in the name of the program team to support Wang Qian. I hope it can help Wang Qian."

Lin Gangjun also echoed, "We should support original musicians and resist the suppression of big platforms."

Others also supported it.

… …

Wang Qian sat in Xu Xiaoxiao's car and replied to many of Qin Xuerong's messages.

This girl just got up and hid in the quilt for the time being. Maybe she was still embarrassed to see Jiang Yu and Murong Yue, so she kept sending messages to Wang Qian.

Glorious Xue'er: "I was so disappointed when I woke up and didn't see you. I missed you. Did you go out? I heard Jiang Yu was still playing the piano, and Xiaoyue was playing drums downstairs. You guys probably didn't go to practice, right?"

Wang Qian replied: "No, I went to the production team to learn some experience of live performances, had lunch here, and am on my way back now. You just got up now? Are you hungry? I'll ask Xiaoyue to help bring you some food."

The glorious Xue'er replied immediately: "No, don't let Xiaoyue and Jiang Jiang come over, I'll go downstairs and find something to eat. Otherwise, I'll wait for you, hehe, wait for you to bring me something to eat. I feel so tired and so painful, my whole body feels like it's falling apart, I don't want to get out of bed."

Wang Qian: "Okay, then you take a rest. I'll be back soon and bring you something to eat. What do you want to eat?"

Glorious Cher: "Yeah, yeah, just eat what you like."

Wang Qian: “Received!”

Glorious Xue Er: "By the way, I just saw on the Internet that the official Weibo accounts of Zhejiang Conservatory of Music, Central Conservatory of Music, and Magic Conservatory of Music have all issued public statements in support of you."

Wang Qian was a little surprised: "Oh? Really? I haven't seen it yet. However, Professor Liu Junhua has just posted a Weibo to support me, and he did it as a professor at the Central Conservatory of Music, so it's not surprising that the Central Conservatory of Music publicly supports me."

Glorious Xue'er: "Hehe, you are so amazing and talented, they all want to snatch you away. If one of them issues a statement to support you, then the other two will definitely not lag behind. My man must be the best."

Wang Qian felt a little bit of accomplishment: "That's for sure."

Glorious Cher: "Hee hee, cheeky!"

The two chatted jokingly for a few minutes, and then Wang Qian's phone rang.

It’s from Peng Donghu.

Wang Qian answered the call: "Hello, Director Peng."

Peng Donghu smiled and said, "Hello, Professor Wang. How is our hospitality? Is it comfortable to live in the school? I heard from Xiaoxiao that you live outside. Are you not satisfied with the school's accommodation? If you are not satisfied with anything, you can tell us directly. We will definitely satisfy you according to your requirements."

Wang Qian glanced at Xu Xiaoxiao and said, "Director Peng, you think too much. I am not dissatisfied, I am very satisfied. Xu is very considerate and is still driving me. Mainly because my girlfriend is coming over, I am staying at her place. Thank you Director Peng for your concern."

Peng Donghu: "It's okay, it's okay. It's my job to provide you faculty and staff with a comfortable working environment. By the way, I saw someone say that Tengfei publicly accused you of plagiarism and removed your songs from the platform. I have issued a statement on behalf of Zhejiang Conservatory of Music to support you. Professor Wang, with your musical accomplishment and character, it is definitely impossible for you to plagiarize. I don't think Tengfei has produced any strong substantive evidence. It's just a user report, which is too general."

"Our school will always support you, Professor Wang. As long as you are wronged, we will speak up for you and let them know that professors at Zhejiang Conservatory of Music are not so easy to bully."

Peng Donghu's words were righteous, passionate, and caring, trying to make Wang Qian feel the warmth of home and remember the good things about him and the school.

Wang Qian had heard about this from Qin Xuerong, so he wasn't very surprised, but he still pretended to be surprised and said, "Really? Thank you Director Peng for your support. Actually, this is a matter of the entertainment industry. I can handle it myself. There's no need for you, Director Peng, to get involved in this mess."

Peng Donghu immediately said seriously, "Professor Wang, you are wrong to say that. No matter what the entertainment industry or the music industry is, as long as it is your business, it is our school's business. We will definitely not sit idly by! How can someone bully a professor at our school and think nothing will happen? Impossible! Our school is not that easy to bully."

Wang Qian smiled bitterly and immediately changed the subject: "Thank you, Director Peng. How did the exchange meeting go?"

Peng Donghu said with regret, "It's okay, but after Professor Wang and Professor Dawson left, the level of the entire exchange meeting dropped a lot, and there were no surprises. After being amazed by your music, Professor Wang, our vision and expectations were much higher, so we were a little disappointed with the subsequent exchanges."

Wang Qian had no choice but to say, "That's a pity."

Peng Donghu: "Professor Karl also invited you to continue to come and participate."

Wang Qian: "Please tell Professor Carl I'm sorry. I can't go over there for the time being."

Peng Donghu: "I will tell you. The exchange meeting is about to start this afternoon, so I won't say more to you, Professor Wang. If you need any help from the college later, please feel free to contact me, or ask Xiaoxiao to tell me."

Wang Qian thanked him: "Thank you, Director Peng. I understand."

Hang up the phone!

Wang Qian looked at Xu Xiaoxiao and knew that Xu Xiaoxiao must have said something for him. He said to Xu Xiaoxiao who was driving, "Xu, thank you for your thoughtfulness."

Xu Xiaoxiao's hand holding the steering wheel trembled, her cute baby face blushed, and she said hurriedly, "Professor Wang, you're welcome, I didn't do anything."

Wang Qian smiled and said, "Drive well. I will remember it."

Xu Xiaoxiao stopped talking and drove steadily.

I haven’t returned to Qin Xuerong’s villa yet.

He Chaohui from the Central Conservatory of Music and Yang Jiansen from the Magic Conservatory of Music called one after another, leaving Wang Qian with no time to check the situation online. He just chatted with the two directors for a few words.

The two also represented the Central Conservatory of Music and the Magic Conservatory of Music respectively, and expressed their firm support for Wang Qian.

He Chaohui: "Wang Qian, please don't be polite to us, and don't be afraid. You are a professor at our school, and our school is your home and your backing. As long as you are innocent and have been wronged, our school will always help you to seek justice. This time Tengfei wants to suppress you, and also slander you for plagiarism and remove your songs. Our school will definitely not allow them to bully you like this."

Wang Qian: "Thank you, Director He."

Yang Jiansen: "Professor Wang, you are a professor at Moyin, and you are also a local of our Modu. Moyin is your home. If you are wronged, don't keep silent. Talk to your family and we will help you. Don't look at Tengfei's wealth and power. We at Moyin are not afraid of him. He slandered you for plagiarism without considering your identity and talent!"

Wang Qian: "Thank you Director Yang!"

After answering the calls from the three directors, Wang Qian returned to the villa.

Xu Xiaoxiao drove the car to the gate of the villa before leaving.

Wang Qian brought a bowl of millet porridge, a stuffed pancake, two meat buns, and a plate of vegetarian dishes and quickly brought them to Qin Xuerong.

Qin Xuerong really lay in bed and didn't get up. He just drank a glass of water at the bedside. He was extremely tired at night and in the morning, and now he was so hungry that he had no strength left. He curled up there like a pet waiting for its owner to feed it.

After receiving the feed delivered by Wang Qian, Qin Xuerong, wearing her pink loose pajamas, immediately started eating it in big mouthfuls.

Wang Qian went out and brought a glass of water to Qin Xuerong, then turned on the computer and took a good look at the current situation on the Internet!

The three major music conservatories speak for themselves!

The public opinion should be better, right

that is!

have no idea.

How many people will hear the voices of the three major music academies.

after all.

Who among ordinary people would follow your music school account and the messages it posts

but.

When Wang Qian stepped onto the social platform.

He found the excitement beyond his expectations.