Debut After Eight Years Chapter 174

Yang Jiansen, Li Jing, and Hao Jialing all turned to look at the questioner.

Yang Jiansen whispered: "People in the folk music department are too naive!"

Hao Jialing looked at the black long straight girl who asked the question, and whispered to Yang Jiansen: "Dean, this is the senior sister Meng Xinrui of the folk music department. She performed very well in both Guzheng and Erhu."

Li Jing said with a slight surprise: "Is she Meng Xinrui?"

Hao Jialing nodded: "Well, it's Senior Sister Meng Xinrui."

Li Jing smiled: "No wonder I dare to stand up and ask questions now."

Yang Jiansen didn't speak anymore.

Meng Xinrui is a genius student of the folk music department. At the same time, his grandfather is the old principal of Moyin, and his mother is a generation of folk music masters. They must be strong and strong, and they must have a background and a background. If they are shallow, they must have good looks and good looks.

It's a pity that he was admitted to the Central Music PhD reading program and left Moyin.

Yang Jiansen wanted to say something, but in the end he held back and said nothing.

After the weird silence on the scene, when Meng Xinrui stood up to ask questions, there was a heated discussion.

"What is the folk music department doing? This is the big class of the piano department. Professor Wang is a professor in the piano department, not the folk music department."

"That's Senior Sister Meng from the folk music department, she has a really good temperament."

"It turned out to be Senior Sister Hei Changzhi Meng, I dare not speak anymore."

"In other words, what Senior Sister Meng said is somewhat reasonable. Professor Wang's arrangement of the earth did use a lot of folk music accompaniment. I heard that the live performances were all students from the Zhejiang Music Department of Folk Music, indicating that Professor Wang did have some research on folk music. It may be beyond our imagination."

"Professor Wang didn't really write folk music, did he?"

"Look at Professor Wang's answer. With Professor Wang's talent, it's okay to write some folk music, it depends on whether the writing is good."

"I think it is really difficult for Professor Wang to come to class. There are always some off-topic questions, and they are very difficult to answer."

Jiang Yu said softly: "This is Meng Xinrui, who has been admitted to the Central Music Department of Folk Music for Ph.D. I heard my mother talk about it. Her mother is senior Chen Xi."

Ru Ke immediately widened his eyes and asked in surprise, "Is she the daughter of Senior Chen Xi?"

Jiang Yu nodded affirmatively: "Yes, it's the daughter of Senior Chen Xi, three years younger than me. I saw her when I was young."

Ru Ke smiled: "This world is so small. I heard Senior Chen Xi's performance in Beijing a few years ago. I heard that her daughter is very powerful and more talented than Senior Chen Xi, but unfortunately I haven't seen it."

Murong Yue and Yang Zixuan also admired them.

"Is it Professor Chen Xi's daughter?"

"Professor Chen Xi doesn't show up much anymore. It is said that he has retired and will not perform. What a pity."

Several people discussed.

Meng Xinrui's mother, Chen Xi, is one of the most famous Guzheng performers in China and a member of the national folk orchestra. He used to perform with the national folk orchestra all over the country and even around the world, making great contributions to the promotion of national music culture. contribute.

Geniuses in the music field, such as Jiang Yu, Ru Ke, Murong Yue, etc., are very familiar with the name Chen Xi.

Therefore, everyone looked at Meng Xinrui no longer so hostile, but rather kind and curious.

Because, Meng Xinrui's mother is Professor Chen Xi, and Meng Xinrui has been admitted to the Central Music Department for Ph.D. In the future, she will be a school girl of several of them, and she will be an alumnus.

can only say……

This world is so small.

Or.

No matter in any field, after reaching a certain level, the circle is very small.

Ru Ke looked at Jiang Yu again and asked, "Jiang Jiang, does Professor Wang have any research on folk music?"

Jiang Yu stared at Wang Qian on the podium, and replied: "There must be research, and I think he has a deep knowledge in folk music. When he arranges music, he knows every instrument thoroughly, and he will give music himself. The hands demonstrate how to play, and the playing level is very high. Before, I heard him say that he is just a hobby of piano. He said that he has a lot of hobbies. Piano is not the only one, nor is it the strongest. I didn't believe it at the time. I thought he was bragging. ."

Jiang Yu paused, and said seriously: "After working with him for a few months, I believe what he said! Piano is indeed only one of his many hobbies, and not the strongest. At least, I think His attainments in literary calligraphy surpassed the piano. His understanding of other musical instruments may not lose to the piano."

"This guy is a monster."

Jiang Yu gave Wang Qian a serious evaluation.

Murong Yue nodded earnestly and said: "Yes, Jiang Jiang is right. The more you get in touch with Wang Qian, the more you understand him, and the more you feel that this guy is terrifying, refreshing my three views and redefining the genius. The meaning of nouns. We are really ordinary in front of him."

Jiang Yu also nodded in recognition of Murong Yue's words.

After spending a few months with Wang Qian, the biggest change between Jiang Yu and Murongyue is that they have become more restrained and low-key.

I don't have the pride of graduating from a prestigious school and the confidence in my own talents.

Their previous pride and self-confidence were shattered to nothing in front of Wang Qian.

Ru Ke and Yang Zixuan listened, and they all remained silent.

They were speechless.

Because they used to be called geniuses by others, and they were the children of other people's families.

However, they compare themselves with Wang Qian.

As Murong Yue said: It's really ordinary.

They still don't know how good Wang Qian is in other fields.

However, in the field of literary calligraphy alone, Wang Qian is already one of the leaders of the new generation of literary calligraphy recognized by most people in the domestic literary circle. He is the only calligraphy master of the younger generation and the calligraphy master of the founding school.

A few ancient poetry works are enough to compare with those ancient masterpieces in textbooks, and they are regarded by many as the first person of modern ancient poetry.

Talent, unparalleled!

The light covers everything.

Including the aura of other geniuses, it was also obscured by Wang Qian's light.

so……

It is not surprising that Wang Qian understands some folk music, it just depends on how much he can understand and to what extent.

Several members of the Baojiajie band looked at Wang Qian expectantly.

They have no prejudice against folk music and only look forward to whether Wang Qian can bring surprises.

The discussion in the audience lasted more than ten seconds.

Hei Changzhi Meng Xinrui also heard the surrounding discussion.

However, she didn't care about the others, her eyes were just staring at the figure on the podium, looking forward to Wang Qian's answer.

After the discussion quieted slightly.

Wang Qiancai looked at Meng Xinrui and asked, "This classmate, what musical instrument do you study?"

Meng Xinrui was stunned for a moment, and then replied seriously: "I am studying Guzheng and Erhu, and Pipa can barely be used."

Wang Qian also thought about it a little bit, and then said: "Actually, when I first started learning musical instruments, I learned our own national instruments. Then I started to learn Western instruments such as piano and violin. Therefore, I am sure of folk music. It has been studied."

There was a heated discussion on the scene again.

Although everyone has guessed, after all, there are more than a dozen musical instruments used in Wang Qian's songs, and he must have studied folk music.

However, everyone was surprised to receive Wang Qian's affirmative answer.

Meng Xinrui's eyes were slightly excited, and she immediately asked: "So, Professor Wang, have you also composed some folk music? Can you share it with us now?"

Wang Qian said softly: "Well, time is running out now. Moreover, some of my thoughts on folk music have not yet formed. If you play it to everyone rashly, it may be laughable and generous, so forget it today."

Meng Xinrui: "No, Professor Wang's music will definitely surprise us. I implore Professor Wang to bring us some different sounds for folk music today."

Meng Xinrui's eyes carried some sincerity and desire.

In recent years, the development of folk music has stagnated.

The mainstream repertoires that you play are still those composed by the older generation of masters decades ago, as well as some classical masterpieces that have been handed down in history.

In the past ten or twenty years, there have been few folk music pieces that can be called masterpieces!

certainly……

Not only folk music, other classical music fields such as piano, violin, etc., are the same.

Times are different.

Everyone's pursuit is different.

There are fewer and fewer people who can settle down to concentrate on research and artistic creation.

Driven by interests, people's hearts become extremely impetuous.

But art requires precipitation and accumulation the most, and no masterpiece of art can be born in an impetuous atmosphere.

Therefore, the development of many cultural and artistic fields has almost entered a stage of stagnation, which is also an inevitable result that can be understood.

In recent years, the state has also paid attention to this situation.

We must not just develop the economy and forget our own culture and art. We must develop the spiritual and cultural fields together with the economic field.

Therefore, in the past two years, the state's support and attention to the field of art have been upgraded to several levels, as can be seen from some CCTV programs.

There are a large number of traditional cultural and artistic performances in the Spring Festival Gala and large-scale evening parties every year, and CCTV has also produced many variety shows that promote traditional culture and art, which have been well received.

These can represent the attitude of the upper echelons.

Meng Xinrui has also been studying the creative direction of folk music in recent years, but after all, she is too young, lacking experience, and not enough precipitation, so some of the tracks created are very ordinary and cannot be produced.

She came to listen to Wang Qian's class this time with the purpose of learning.

The question to Wang Qian was also a whim.

The students of the folk music department who came to attend the class were greeted in advance. They are not allowed to ask questions or make trouble. Just listen to the class quietly...

Only the teachers and students of the piano department can stand up and ask questions and interact.

Because this is the home of the piano department, Wang Qian is here to give lectures to the students of the piano department.

Teachers and students from other departments are already licensed to attend classes, and they have taken advantage of the piano department.

Meng Xinrui broke this unspoken rule.

She witnessed Wang Qian's live performance of a great new piano piece, and she had more expectations for Wang Qian, and she hoped that Wang Qian might also create something in the field of folk music.

She expects Wang Qian to bring some vitality to the field of folk music.

Just like the changes that Wang Qian has brought to the piano field recently.

The folk music students around Meng Xinrui also looked at Wang Qian expectantly.

All the other teachers and students in the audience, as well as people outside the school, after a little discussion, also looked at Wang Qian quietly.

Yang Jiansen took the microphone in Hao Jialing's hand and smiled and said, "Professor Wang, you can take this class as long as you want. Even at night, everyone in the room has no opinion."

The implication is that Yang Jiansen tells Wang Qian not to care about time. If there are works, then please meet Meng Xinrui's small requirements.

Wang Qian looked a little embarrassed.

but.

There was a round of applause among the students.

Then……

The applause of the audience rushed to Wang Qian again like a tide.

All faces are full of excitement and anticipation, and the eyes are shining brightly.

Everyone agrees with Yang Jiansen's words, hoping that Wang Qian can continue this class.

Wang Qian felt soft, shook his head reluctantly, and then waved to Meng Xinrui who was still standing there.

Meng Xinrui looked happy, and quickly walked out of her seat, walking quickly but gracefully and calmly towards the podium.

The applause gradually calmed down.

Thousands of eyes looked at Wang Qian and Meng Xinrui curiously and expectantly, wondering what would happen next.

Meng Xinrui came to the podium. She was not as tall as Qin Xuerong, but she should be about one meter in height. She was wearing a simple school uniform with her hair draped over her shoulders, and her face had a manga temperament like an imperial sister, which was very attractive.

However, as soon as Meng Xinrui came to Wang Qian, he bent over and bowed slightly to Wang Qian, then stood up and said respectfully, "Professor Wang, hello!"

Wang Qian waved his hand: "There is no need for so much etiquette, and I am not much older than you. I want to ask, have you brought guzheng?"

A joyful smile appeared on Meng Xinrui's face and immediately replied, "I can get it, and I will get it for you within two minutes."

Without waiting for Meng Xinrui and Wang Qian to say anything, a professor from the folk music department has already taken two boys out quickly.

Many eyes watched the folk music three people leave.

Meng Xinrui whispered to Wang Qian, "Professor Wang, please wait for a while."

Wang Qian nodded, and then said to everyone: "Everyone booed like this, I am embarrassed to refuse it, it is not good for you."

Upon hearing Wang Qian's words, thousands of people on the scene burst into soft and kind laughter.

Meng Xinrui also raised the corners of her mouth slightly and said in a low voice: "Everyone believes in Professor Wang's talent and wants to hear more of Professor Wang's music."

Then, after a change of tone, Meng Xinrui asked in front of everyone curiously: "Professor Wang, do you want to play a guzheng song?"

Wang Qian said calmly with his face behind his hands, "Try it, play a guzheng piece I tried before, and let everyone listen to it. If I can't play well, I won't play guzheng publicly in the future. , Just practice it by yourself in private."

Meng Xinrui immediately said, "No matter whether Professor Wang plays well or not, we will like it."

Bang bang bang...

The applause rang again.

Everyone gave Meng Xinrui face, and even Wang Qian's face, even if Wang Qian really didn't play well, he wouldn't take down the stage.

After all, everyone has not forgotten that this is the big classroom of the piano department.

Wang Qian is a professor in the piano department.

He has proven himself in the field of piano again and released the fifth song, which is a success.

He didn't need to come to the folk music field to wade in the muddy water, but was pushed by Meng Xinrui and everyone to play a guzheng song.

If Wang Qian didn't play well in the end, everyone still laughed.

It's too inappropriate.

Wang Qian allowed Meng Xinrui to stand next to the podium, then turned and continued to talk about the difficulties of the song Bumblebee Flying Dance just played.

but……

The attention of thousands of people in the audience was not focused on Wang Qian's lecture.

Everyone is full of expectations for Wang Qian's next guzheng performance.

Some impatient students still look back from time to time to see if the folk music students have sent the guzheng.

Jiang Yu and Murong Yue, Ru Ke, Yang Zixuan, and Yan Ru are most looking forward to it!

Juliet said in surprise to Central Asia: "Professor Wang wants to play Guzheng? Is it really possible? The arrangement and soundtrack of popular songs is different from the individual Guzheng pieces."

She had also heard Wang Qian's The Earth, and she was deeply impressed with the arrangement and accompaniment of many folk music, and she has a unique Chinese cultural temperament.

However, she feels that it is different to compose a piece of music for a musical instrument alone!

The difficulty is not a level.

To create a piece of music alone, it is necessary to show the characteristics of this instrument and the cultural symbolism that this instrument belongs to behind the national musical instrument.

In other words, it is necessary to have a certain artistic and cultural temperament.

It is not a level with pure pop music soundtrack arrangement.

This is also one of the most important reasons why there are quite a few popular classic songs in the Chinese music circle in the past two to three decades, but classical instrumental music is almost non-existent.

Yu Zhongya was noncommittal and said softly: "Look, this person's talent may exceed your imagination and may bring us surprises."

Juliet immediately remained silent, and began to listen to Wang Qian's continued explanation of the song Bumble Bee Flying Dance, writing down the main points of it, and going back to practice. This is her biggest gain today.

In a short while!

It's not ten minutes yet.

A few panting students walked in from the entrance behind the podium, and together they carried a thick and atmospheric guzheng.

A middle-aged professor instructed several students to help set the guzheng together, and said to Wang Qian with a hint of respect: "Professor Wang, this is the best guzheng in our department. Would you like to try it first?"

Meng Xinrui said to Wang Qian: “Professor Wang, this guzheng is the treasure of the Moyin Folk Music Department. When he passed away, this guzheng was his last masterpiece. When my mother went to the Vienna Golden Hall for the first time that year, she used this guzheng."

After listening to Meng Xinrui's words.

Wang Qian looked at Meng Xinrui in surprise.

Unexpectedly, her mother also went to the Vienna Golden Hall to perform folk music performances?

That is definitely a member of the national folk music ensemble, almost every one of them is a national treasure-level folk music master, and most of them are the last generation folk music masters.

Because, in the last ten to twenty years, there have been few new generations of folk music masters.

A serious fault has occurred in the master-level folk music members.

Therefore, this also shows that Meng Xinrui's mother's generation of folk music masters has a higher status.

Wang Qian put his thoughts away, and said to Meng Xinrui and the professor of the folk music department: "Actually, I don't have to give me such a good guzheng, I just play at will. If I don't play well, I will be ashamed."

Professor Minle smiled and said, "For Professor Wang, of course the best one is needed."

Wang Qian did not continue to say anything. He walked up to the Guzheng, reached out and tried the sound test and feel for a while, and found that it was indeed very smooth and had been tuned to the best condition. It seemed that the usual daily maintenance was done very well.

It is indeed the treasure of the Moyin Folk Music Department.

"good!"

Wang Qian said a good word seriously to admire this Guzheng.

Both Meng Xinrui and the professor of the folk music department showed a smile of satisfaction-Wang Qian can be satisfied!

The professor of the folk music department stretched out his hand to Wang Qian in a pleased gesture, then turned around and brought a few panting and sweating students off the stage and returned to their seats to sit down.

Meng Xinrui did not leave, just stood beside Wang Qian and watched.

Faced with thousands of pairs of eyes, she didn't have any stage fright, only Wang Qian and the guzheng were in her eyes.

No one speaks.

Almost no one took the lead.

The applause rang enthusiastically in an instant.

Li Jing applauded and said to Yang Jiansen: "Director Yang, what do you think of Professor Wang's Guzheng?"

Yang Jiansen shook his head: "I don't know, I haven't heard it! However, it should be a good level. No matter how Professor Wang plays, you are not allowed to stand up and ask questions later."

Li Jing smiled: "Director Yang is afraid that I will tear down the stage?"

Yang Jiansen didn't speak, but gave Li Jing a serious look.

Li Jing didn't seem to be afraid of Yang Jiansen at all, turned her head and continued to look at Wang Qian.

I saw that Wang Qian had already sat down in front of Guzheng, his whole body became a little softer and introverted, and then some resoluteness and courage gradually appeared on his face, and at the same time a calm and steady aura.

applause……

Gradually stop.

Everyone looked at Wang Qian eagerly.

Wang Qian did not move.

Just sitting in front of the guzheng, looking at the guzheng, the whole person was motionless, for a full five minutes!

Thousands of people in the audience also kept quiet, and they tried their best to stare at Wang Qian without blinking, and at the guzheng, for fear that they would miss the wonderful moment of the next moment.

The nearest Meng Xinrui also stood quietly beside Wang Qian, holding her breath lightly, and **** her long black straight hair with a hair rope on her wrist, reducing her sense of existence. .

She knew that Wang Qian deliberately called her up to stand and watch at a close distance, which must have some meaning.

Therefore, she focused all her attention on Wang Qian.

Thousands of people were quiet for five minutes.

Just looking at Wang Qian sitting there and doing nothing.

Some impatient people can't wait, but they dare not speak, they dare not make any noises, fearing to disturb them.

At this moment...

Wang Qian raised his hands slowly, and there was a murderous aura in his whole body, but at the same time there was a kind of stable and mountainous temperament in it.

It seemed like a general who was sitting in the middle of the battlefield.

The atmosphere in the audience seemed to become tense.

Standing next to Wang Qian, Meng Xinrui even had an urge to kneel down, as if she was a small soldier standing in front of the general and needed to kneel down and listen to orders.

Jingle bell...

Wang Qian's hand moved suddenly.

A rush of music peculiar to Guzheng sounded.

Everyone's hearts couldn't help being grabbed by this voice, and they became extremely nervous and anxious.

It seems that the war is coming ~www.mtlnovel.com~ I will participate in it, I don't know whether it will be alive or dead next!

Extremely killing.

Wang Qian's whole person is still very focused and devoted himself to it.

The left hand played quickly, and the right hand showed an extremely proficient finger shaking technique...

The melody is tense and mysterious.

It seemed that there was still a thick and rapid drumbeat.

A picture of an imminent battle clearly emerges in all minds!

Meng Xinrui's eyes widened, staring at every movement and every detail of Wang Qian's playing the guzheng, listening to every sound produced by it.

This is……

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