Chapter 306 304. Tired? Drink some water, read a book...

  The classics handed down from generation to generation are the classics handed down from generation to generation.

  It is because it can be liked and appreciated by countless people from generation to generation, and they are willing to learn and pass it on!

  In the eyes of many domestic folk music masters, experts and students at the scene, the few folk music played by Wang Cheng today are willing to learn and pass on, and they all have the potential to become classics handed down from generation to generation.

  The two erhu tunes, one suona tune, and this pipa tune are all works that can represent a musical instrument, no less than the famous tunes they have learned through the ages.

  As Wang Cheng demonstrated his superb pipa playing skills, the full picture of this song Flying Daggers was also displayed in everyone's minds.

  Everyone felt as if they had heard a whole wonderful war blockbuster from Wang Cheng’s music performance. Every detail was thrilling, and everyone was tense. The atmosphere was created perfectly, mobilizing everyone’s emotions...

  Even Charles, Howard and other foreign music artists who are not familiar with the pipa have been immersed in the intense and exciting music mood, their faces are slightly red, and some tension flashed in their eyes.

  Everyone seemed to hear the clashing sounds of swords, guns and halberds, the neighing of horses colliding, and the shouts and screams of many soldiers, intertwined together, very exciting and thrilling!

at last…

  Amidst a burst of regretful and sad, but still exciting music, it came to an abrupt end!

   Just when everyone was still immersed in the music, immersed in the wonderful war scenes, immersed in the scene that seemed to be chasing and killing the enemy at the end...

  Wang Cheng's hands stopped suddenly.

  Everyone was stunned for a moment, with a feeling of unfinished business. After seeing the wonderful things, they suddenly lost the feeling of uncomfortable follow-up.

  Pairs of eyes stared at Wang Cheng blankly, with doubts, wondering if Wang Cheng had finished playing, or just took a short break, and then continued to play this piece?

  Under the gaze of everyone, Wang Cheng got up slowly, stroked the pipa, and put it back on the instrument shelf with a little reluctance.

obviously.

  Wang Cheng's performance is over.

  The scene instantly became lively.

   "Ah... this song, doesn't it end too suddenly?"

   "It seems to be the climax, why did it end suddenly?"

  “I seem to be watching a big war movie, and when I see the wonderful parts, it disappears, so uncomfortable.”

   "Is it because I only created half of it, so I have no inspiration?"

   "Isn't Wang Cheng too willful?"

   "This pipa piece is the best pipa piece I've ever heard!"

   "How many pipa songs have you heard?"

"a!"

  …

  Almost everyone at the scene was full of reluctance and regret, but there was nothing they could do about Wang Cheng.

Howard said with a speechless face: "He is so self-willed. This piece is definitely one of the most emotionally mobilizing and visually appealing pieces I have ever heard. This is the first time I heard this instrument, but I'm totally hooked!"

   After saying this, Howard was taken aback for a moment. He seemed to have already said this?

but…

who cares.

  Howard was completely attracted by Wang Cheng's musical talent at this time, and even had some admiration for Wang Cheng in his heart.

However, thinking that Wang Cheng had never played mainstream European and American instruments such as piano and violin at such an important personal recital, he still had some grudges and dissatisfaction with Wang Cheng, so he forcibly suppressed the trace of admiration for Wang Cheng in his heart. !

  The more people stand at the pinnacle of music art, the more they can understand how incredible Wang Cheng's performance in the previous few performances was.

Charles also nodded and said: "He has almost reached the perfect state of musical expression. This is a state that only exists in theory! He can use any instrument, any music, to convey his music to everyone without hindrance The artistic concept, it's incredible!"

  Music is a language without any barriers, and it is also the most intuitive expression of human emotions.

  Sad music, anyone who listens to it will feel sad, and will not be hindered by race and language.

   Similarly, happy music can affect everyone!

but…

  A music artist who can do what Wang Cheng does, convey all the subtle emotions, even the pictures, to everyone, without barriers and barrier-free feelings, really only exists in theory.

  Because, only in theory can this be done.

  In reality, none of the music artists in the world can achieve this for hundreds of years, but everyone is pursuing this realm.

Now…

  They felt such a state here.

   Howard, Charles and others really want to tie Wang Cheng back to Curtis Institute now, and then make a big publicity, make Curtis Institute great, and revive classical music again.

so.

   Howard, Charles, Hanks, Muller and others who had the same idea, the top existences of the major music academies quickly clapped their hands and applauded vigorously without being led by anyone.

  Of course everyone else applauded vigorously, and the representatives of the major conservatories in the front row all raised their hands to applaud, hoping that this would attract Wang Cheng's attention and give them another look.

pity.

  Wang Cheng still ignored all of them, as if the 3,000 people there really didn't exist.

Fan Yu, who had been silent for a long time, said to the professors and leaders of the Magic City Conservatory of Music: "Wang Cheng has become great. He has done everything that can be done with music in theory. I My suggestion is that the Academy should invite him to join at any cost, as long as he can join, our Magic Sound will become great because of it!"

  Han Feng applauded, and immediately said: "As soon as the concert is over, I will go to see Wang Cheng!"

  Fan Yu sighed and said: "I wish I could be thirty years younger. Then I will go to worship him as a teacher immediately, and maybe my achievements in this life can go even further!"

  The young professors of the magic sound around Fan Yu, as well as the gifted students all looked at Wang Cheng with flickering eyes. They were obviously very moved, and they came up with the idea of ​​becoming a student of Wang Cheng.

Tian Wen, who was not far away, also said: "I just hope that our academy can see clearly the value of Wang Cheng, and invite him to join at any cost. If Wang Cheng is snatched away by other colleges in China, then our Yangyin will be embarrassed. In the future, it may not be the strongest music school in China. If Wang Cheng is taken away by a foreign school, it will definitely be the biggest loss in the history of our Chinese music art!"

   "He's really amazing!"

  Tian Wen's mind is still full of the pipa music that echoed just now, and the wonderful scenes of war and killing are still echoing.

  Yu Hong said softly: "This piece of pipa reminds me of an allusion."

  Chen Yuqi: "I also thought of an allusion, surrounded by enemies, what about yours?"

Yu Hong stared at Wang Cheng, smiled and said: "Yes, besieged on all sides! The scene of the war described in this song seems to be the last decisive battle of the Chu-Han conflict. I really want to see the picture of Wu Jiang, the overlord of Chu, committing suicide at the end. , the tune is intense and tragic, and then stops abruptly..."

   Both of them are geniuses in the Chinese Department, and they have a better understanding of these literary histories, so they thought of these.

After Tian Wen listened to it, she thought carefully about the picture she had just seen from the music, and said in agreement: "Yes, this song is so suitable for the besieged people. If Wang Cheng doesn't name it later, we will help him give it a name. The first pipa piece is called Song of Embarrassment on All Sides. The other two erhu pieces and the suona piece must also be named appropriately, and such an excellent work cannot be buried under the name."

   "These are the handed down classics that we have witnessed, and we will make them the real handed down classics."

  The more Tian Wen spoke, the more excited and determined her tone became, with a sense of mission burning in her heart.

  As a rare folk music master in China, Tian Wen feels that she has an obligation to promote the development of folk music, and also has an obligation to carry forward these few folk music pieces by Wang Cheng.

  Chen Yuqi and Yu Hong both nodded in agreement after hearing this.

Chen Yuqi: "Mom, you are right. Wang Cheng doesn't care about these things, but we have to care. We have to do something for him, and we are also doing something for the entire Huaxia Folk Music. Yu Hong and I will help you. If it is not enough, we can help you." You contact our teacher, and other people you know..."

   As for naming, the Chinese department is naturally the best at it.

And Tian Wen, as a master of folk music in the Beijing circle, naturally has extraordinary contacts. Her husband is a professor at Peking University, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I will ask your father and the others to come forward if necessary! It would be the best way to let Wang Cheng speak up by himself." It’s great. He’s a creator, a performer, and he’s got amazing literary talent, and if he can make a name for himself and promote it, he’ll definitely explode in popularity.”

  Chen Yuqi and Yu Hong looked at Wang Cheng, who seemed to be taking a leisurely walk with his hands behind his back after putting down the pipa, and shook their heads involuntarily.

  Wang Cheng seems to really not care about these things.

  The applause at the scene gradually died down.

Then…

   No surprises.

   Hundreds more arms went up.

  Almost everyone in the first few rows raised their arms high. Even though Wang Cheng ignored them again and again, they still insisted on getting a chance to talk to Wang Cheng, hoping to make Wang Cheng look at them more.

But.

  Wang Cheng was really not interested in them. With his hands behind his back, he walked around the stage, looking at familiar and unfamiliar musical instruments, and felt a little tired for a while.

Just now I played two erhu pieces, one suona piece, and another pipa piece. Even though Wang Cheng is now in the peak of his life, he is a little tired. The backpack, under the gaze of everyone in the audience, opened the backpack on his own, took out his own thermos, opened the thermos, and drank water without hesitation.

  Three thousand pairs of eyes in the audience watched Wang Cheng drink water quietly, and everyone could clearly hear the sound of Wang Cheng drinking water.

Wang Cheng just faced the audience of 3,000 people, drank the water, then slowly put the water glass on the table again, sat down, and took out the book he was reading today from his schoolbag, just like that Looking at the faces of more than 3,000 people, I watched...

   There was an eerie silence at the scene!

   There are hundreds of people holding their arms high. Their arms are already sore, but no one is willing to put them down, fearing that they will miss the opportunity to talk to Wang Cheng.

But…

  Wang Cheng completely ignored them and started reading after drinking water on stage?

What is this doing?

  Everyone has question marks on their faces!

  Howard asked in a low voice: "Is this his solo recital?"

  Charles said with uncertainty: "I don't know...maybe?"

  Claude, Scott and the others also looked puzzled and confused.

  Hai Xi, Phipps, Heidi, Eva, Yun Na and others also looked at Wang Cheng with puzzled and speechless faces.

   Not far away, Xu Chaohua smiled wryly in a low voice: "It's so capricious..."

  Beside Yan Qing said in a low voice: "Perhaps, he is tired and wants to take a rest and relax. A change of mood~lightnovelpub.net~ is a good way to relax."

  Yan Qing's words made Xu Chaohua and the others think about it.

  Everyone else on the scene looked at Wang Cheng speechlessly, but at this moment no one dared to express any dissatisfaction with Wang Cheng.

because…

  Just the first four performances are already worth their trip today.

  Lin Dongqing said with a wry smile: "Maybe this is a genius, he is really different, and what he does is completely invisible..."

  Lin Mi looked at Wang Cheng worriedly: "He may be tired..."

  Lin Dongqing froze for a moment, then felt helpless, knowing that his daughter might not belong to him at all.

  Backstage Li Guang, Hu Xiaoshan, Zhang Huizhong, Xie Xingfeng, Shen Shenghui and others were all speechless looking at Wang Cheng who was sitting on the stage reading a book.

  Zhang Huizhong also said with a wry smile: "Wang Cheng's behavior is becoming more and more unpredictable..."

  Everyone around you knows that this is a nice way of saying it.

  To put it bluntly, it is becoming more and more reckless.

   With so many people watching, you can do whatever you want.

  If you don't have such a great talent, you may not know what it is like to be scolded.

  Xie Xingfeng’s eyes were full of thoughts, and he kept asking himself in his heart—what if such a Wang Cheng disobeyed the command on the stage of the Spring Festival Gala? During the performance, they still go their own way, what should I do?

  Xie Xingfeng began to worry!

  If there is an accident on the stage of the Spring Festival Gala, he will really be finished.

  The Spring Festival Gala is the biggest live broadcast stage of the year. Once an accident occurs, his career as a great director may be cut off, and it will be even more difficult to get the approval of the entire Beijing circle if he is doubtful.

  Smile flashed across Shen Shenghui's eyes. Looking at Xie Xingfeng, Li Guang, and Zhang Huizhong's jealousy and dissatisfaction with Wang Cheng, Shen Shenghui felt happy, and it finally had an effect!

   At this time, Wang Cheng had already put down the book in his hand.

   He didn't look at it for long.

  He knows that music performance is the main theme of today's stage.

   He just read the book to relax a little, so it was enough to read for a few minutes, and the whole scene was kept quiet, and everyone seemed to not want to disturb Wang Cheng at this time.

   It was as if the computer had cleared the cache, and after reading a book for a while, Wang Cheng felt a little more relaxed.

Then…

  Wang Cheng didn't bother to look for musical instruments anymore, so he just sat down in front of the piano next to him.

  Everyone on the scene was shocked.

   Is it finally the piano's turn?

   Howard, Charles, Heidi, Phipps, Hanks, Muller and other top artists and gifted students in European and American music schools all have an urge to cry!

  (end of this chapter)