After such a grand and jubilant night, the annual Boai Forest Concert is finally officially over.
The concert is really over, but all kinds of reports from the classical music industry are springing up like mushrooms after a spring rain.
From Bai Ai's choice of the theme of this concert to the configuration of the instrument group members, music critics and reporter editors gave a lot of technical analysis, especially the last song "Berlin Air", once again became the focus of attention.
As a conductor and composer, Min Chen is obviously very good. In recent years, he has produced very outstanding music works every year, and often leads Bai Ai to perform. But as a pianist, it was clear that this man was just too unqualified!
Have you ever seen a pianist who only holds a piano recital once a year
Have you ever met a pianist who has only released one record in three years
Have you ever seen a pianist who has kept his fans awake for a whole year, but suddenly, silently, suddenly comes to a two-minute piano performance at the end of the orchestra concert
Oh, so you haven't seen it
So... Welcome to Bertram Fan Club!
Different from the one-sided praise and praise in music magazines and newspapers, on the Internet, all music fans' comments on this concert have almost become a terrible bipolar trend. One side is very excited to praise: "Oh God, I've never heard such a wonderful concert!" And the other side is: "Damn, why didn't I get a ticket, why what!!!"
What is there to say
Since we can't eat grapes, the grapes must be sour!
Countless music fans resented that they didn't have a pair of "extremely fast" hands, and they didn't get tickets for Bai Ai's forest concert, which even included Auston Bertram's piano. Play!
In the "A Blue Danube" forum, the largest gathering place for music fans in the classical music industry, fans flocked, and countless new posts appeared on the homepage.
The daily flow of people in the Danube Forum exceeds 10,000. Basically, all classical music-related persons in Europe and the United States - including musicians, music fans, and school students, will have an account on the forum and keep an eye on the latest news in the industry.
It is reported that it seems that Mr. Dorenza and Mr. Faller, among the four major conductors in the world, occasionally visit this forum, and even many people from the non-classical music industry often visit it curiously.
But today, when Bai Ai's forest concert ended, different from the sound of praise in previous years, many people mourned that they did not go to the scene to hear the "Berlin Air" played on the piano.
Most of the voices are Min Chen's fans, and some are Bo Ai's die-hard fans. When the name Auston Bertram was linked to Bai Ai more than ten years ago, the band has gradually marked the "Bertram" mark. Under the leadership of the latter, it has become more perfect. Orthodox metal tone, and a more rigorous and grand musical style.
But among the series of posts on the homepage, a seemingly inconspicuous but very strange title appeared in the eyes of all forum members. The person who posted the post is called "Geneva's Swan Lake", and the post's name is even weirder -
[It turns out that Angel is a fan of Mr. Bertram...]
At first glance, this kind of post belongs to the physique of the weight, but within a minute, it was swiped to the second page. And when Mr. Faller rarely ended the orchestra's rehearsal and opened the Danube Forum once in a few months, he looked at this post in surprise and paused for a long time on the post's title.
"Eh... Angel?"
Confused, Mr. Faller opened the post and looked through it. In the whole post, only the landlord repeats like "I'm going to listen to Angel's music right away, I'm going to listen to Angel's music right away, I'm going to listen to Angel's music right away..." and a big crying face. There is not a single picture, just like the "this post will sink" face.
But Master Farrar, who kept up with the trend of the times and played more mobile and computer tablet games than his chief Jenny, pondered for a while, and finally made a phone call: "Hello, Angel? ... Oh, I have nothing to do, you are now with Are Austons together?... oh so it's true... how did I know that, you ask?"
Master Faller smiled mysteriously: "Guess what?"
Qi Mu in Berlin: "..."
After saying a few more words, Qi Mu hung up the phone with tears in his eyes. But what he didn't know was that the second after he hung up the phone, a respected music master opened the "Little Angel's Concert Hall" discussion group and started typing.
That's right, since Qi Mu graduated from the Ecole Nationale Supérieure de la Conservatory in Paris, at the suggestion of Daniel, "Little Angel's Piano Practice Room" was officially renamed "Little Angel's Concert Hall".
Faller: [Angel is actually in Berlin again, I guess he must have gone to Bai Ai's forest concert!] But for a moment, Daniel: [Aha? ! How did you know that, Mr. Faller?]Faller: [Hey, guess what!]
Daniel: [… ]
After a while, Akkad: [Damn! Xiaoqi said he would come to see me next week. I wonder why Wei Ai didn't go back to Europe a few days ago. Why did he delay it until next week? It turned out that he was going to see that bastard in Auston!]Faller: [Hey Reed, you can't wrong Angel, he went to Bai Ai's forest concert. ] Akkad: [Humph! Xiao Qi didn't come to see me first! ! ! angry! ! ! ! !]…
At this moment, Qi Mu, who was tuning his violin, didn't know it at all, and his arrogant and awkward teacher became angry again. He carefully tuned all four strings into tune, and wiped the bow with rosin. After all preparations were completed, Min Chen had finished the piano comparison and looked up at him.
A handsome young man wearing a clean and white shirt, standing in the empty piano room with such a smile, what is the first word you can think of
Others don't know, but the first word that came to Min Chen's mind turned out to be—
beautiful.
Qi Mu, whose heart is pure and pure, did not find the man's filthy, dirty, and unworthy mind at all. After he flipped through the sheet music on the piano stand again, he smiled and said: "I will be there when you go to Bai'ai during the day. After familiarizing myself with the piece a few times, the Huacai section of the second movement is still a little difficult, but basically there is no problem."
Min Chen narrowed his eyes and nodded lightly: "The presto of the second movement is a bit difficult, and you can master it later." After a while, he added calmly and calmly: "You have memorized all the scores. ."
Not a question sentence, but an affirmative sentence, Min Chen's tone was firm and decisive, as if he was saying an unchangeable fact.
Naturally, Qi Mu didn't disappoint him either. He smiled and nodded, confidently saying, "Well, I'm on my back. Except that there are a few bars in the presto that need to be confirmed when playing, there are no other problems. "
Qi Mu said it easily, but all musicians know that it is an impossible task for many violinists to complete a four-movement, 40-minute symphony by heart.
In any concert, it is impossible for the violinists to play only one piece of music, which is doomed to wait for them to have as few as three or four pieces, as many as seven or eight pieces.
If it is a well-known piece of music, such as "Blue Danube" and "From the New World", it is fine, everyone has already remembered it in their hearts, but if it is a more remote one, such as the more than 100 songs of Haydn, the father of symphony Symphony, who can memorize all the scores!
Maybe many audiences will be surprised, why as professional musicians, violinists still need to read scores, and even some pianists need to have a special person on stage to turn the pages for him!
This is entirely because there are too many songs to memorize properly.
But Qi Mu was exactly one of the exceptions.
There is no memory that cannot be improved in the world, only players who do not work hard.
- This is the principle that Qi Mu believes in.
I saw that under the gentle and hazy moonlight, the young man's calm and composed smile seemed to tremble like a flower bud, and the first ray of color was gently blooming. Min Chen's eyes were dark and he couldn't help staring at it for a long time. Then he nodded and said, "Okay, then we can start."
The voice fell, and in an instant, the low-mellow and clear voice of the piano suddenly rose, filling the entire piano room. After a few short bars of chords, the gentle and slow sound of the violin was inserted steadily, and the music was soft and clear, like the gurgling of a stream.
From the joy and ease of the first movement, to the urgency and tension of the second movement; from the lightness and brightness of the third movement, to the excitement of the fourth movement!
The sound of the piano and the violin are intertwined with each other. When the sound of the piano is raised, the sound of the violin gently falls; when the sound of the violin is lowly crying, the sound of the piano suddenly becomes nervous and worried.
In the spacious and bright piano room, the moonlight falls like clear water, and in such a bright and bright moonlight, it seems that a splendid morning glow has risen.
The softness and tranquility of twilight deeply attracted the cold and noble moonlight, and they could only get along in the last few seconds for the shortest time, because when the moonlight came, the twilight would darken; when the twilight was bright, the moonlight would be hazy.
The shrouded moonlight is the finale of the twilight, but the moonlight does not know that it is exactly how he chased after him so infatuously that it is precisely the end of the twilight!
Love has always been blind, and the moonlight devoted all of her blood to the glimpse of the sunset, only to exchange for the moment of dancing with the twilight. However, the twilight has already reached the age of old age, and I can only look at the clear and bright moonlight and sigh deeply.
When Qi Mu played the scene where he was entangled and finally lost, the fierce and rapid sound of the violin suddenly reached its climax, but stopped abruptly at the last moment, leaving a long blank.
In the quiet piano room, all that was left was the wailing of the piano, which ended in a silent ending.
When Qi Mu sat on the piano bench and studied a certain bar of the third movement together with Min Chen, he heard the sadness contained in the clear and melodious rhythm, and involuntarily held the hand of the man who was playing.
Min Chen was stunned for a moment when he played the piano, and looked down at the young man beside him.
Qi Mu frowned and sighed, "We... won't be the same as them."
After a brief moment, Min Chen stretched out his hand and wrapped his arms around the young man's waist, and said softly, "Yes, we will never be the same as them."
He draws inspiration from his lover, but is doomed to never control the piece.
When the music is written to the end, there will already be a real and vivid soul that guides the composer how to move forward.
Accompanied by the low and dull sound of the piano in "Twilight under the Moonlight", Min Chen gently kissed the young man's beautiful eyebrows, meticulous and devout, as if he was kissing the love of his life. And Qi Mu also hugged the man's waist tightly, so tightly that he didn't want to let go, and recklessly and ignorantly expressed his love.
The moonlight, like thousands of years ago, gently spreads its brilliance to the earth. There was a creaking sound of the bed in the bedroom, and the young man swallowed the sound into his throat shyly, but in the end, he couldn't help but shout softly.
What a beautiful scene... twilight under the moonlight.