Debut After Eight Years Chapter 538

Under the watchful eyes of thousands of people and nearly two billion viewers around the world.

Wang Qian wrote the score completely on the blackboard.

but.

He didn't go into the details as many expected.

After Wang Qian finished writing the score for this Nocturne in E flat major, he didn't speak, turned around and came to the piano and sat down with a calm expression.

Under everyone's slightly puzzled and surprised eyes.

He didn't give any explanation or explanation to this piece, just sat in front of the piano and played it.

Although.

Everyone on the scene has downloaded this song on the Internet and heard it more than once.

Even those artists who have studied the art of music have all heard it more than ten times, and they have even picked up the scores themselves, so they can play them proficiently.

In the eyes of many of their musical artists, this piece is very simple.

only…

When Wang Qian's hands slowly rested on the piano keys, beating gently.

The notes floated out one by one, and instantly brought the audience back to the mood of the quiet night created by the song just now.

A mood like poetry was created in just a few notes.

There was a hint of intoxication on the faces of everyone at the scene.

Those top music artists are full of shock and incredible in their eyes.

It is precisely because they have all heard this piece more than once, and they have also played and studied this piece in private, so they understand more about the huge gap between Wang Qian's performance and their own performance.

As the saying goes on the internet.

Sometimes, the gap between people is bigger than the gap between people and dogs.

More precisely.

The gap between Wang Qian and the world's top music artists in the art of piano performance is even greater than the gap between them and ordinary people with tone-deafness.

Only by experiencing it for yourself can you truly understand the difference.

The same piece of music, played in the hands of a beginner and a master, is absolutely worlds apart.

Now, several world-class piano masters have this feeling when listening to Wang Qian's performance. In front of Wang Qian's performance, they are like piano beginners.

Dawson said to Taylor beside him: "Professor Wang Qian's piano performance has improved again! To be honest, this is very scary. It is unique in history that he can continue to improve when he reaches his level. Simply on piano performance skills and realm Now, he's almost the undisputed first man in history."

Dawson's face was full of admiration and shock, and then he closed his eyes and listened carefully, as if the moment was a supreme enjoyment.

Taylor's eyes were also fixed on Wang Qian's figure, and he didn't want to leave for a second, as if Wang Qian would disappear for a second.

Hoffman, who was next to him, nodded lightly and said softly: "Now the pianists in the world are far inferior to him. In the art of piano playing, he has created a new historical peak! For those who come after. , set a higher bar.”

Several people from Curtis College spoke highly of Wang Qian.

Most of them are of course more manageable evaluations, but some of them contain some private messages.

After all, Wang Qian is now a member of the Curtis Institute.

The higher Wang Qian's achievements, the more honors and heritage Curtis College can enjoy in the future.

Malone also whispered to his daughter Sophie: "He has improved again. He seems to be born for music. Originally, there was a little gap between me and him, and now the gap is even bigger."

Sophie said lightly: "You shouldn't think about the gap, but how to improve yourself."

Hearing his daughter's rude words to him, Ma Long smiled wryly, sighing that the female university was not allowed to stay, and then continued to listen carefully to Wang Qian's performance!

Meilong, who was sitting in the second row, also looked serious at the moment, staring at Wang Qian, as if he wanted to dissect Wang Qian with his eyes to see what Wang Qian was inside.

This song!

It's not difficult, everyone has heard it many times.

At this time, I listened carefully to the performance of Wang Qian, the original creator, and many people had a more in-depth understanding, as if listening to it for the first time.

Later, Aisha next to Reid said with admiration: "What a great pianist. Uncle Reid, I have decided that I must buy a pair of Wang Qian's works for collection. Even if he can't become a music master in the future, Just that this is beyond the playing realm of any pianist in history, so that all his things have a certain collection value."

"Once he becomes a music master in the future, or has higher achievements, all his handwriting and things will have a more significant collection value!"

"Uncle Red, I have to say that your vision is very forward-looking."

Reid said lightly: "His piano performance is indeed the best enjoyment. I invested in him just to dig and collect a national treasure-level collection."

Elsa nodded in understanding.

In fact, not only Reid, her father also wanted to get a Chinese national treasure-level collection in this life.

However, both of them have so far been unsuccessful.

They have been in the collectibles business for many years and amassed a fortune in the billions of dollars.

When I got older, I jumped out of the eyes of a businessman and only looked at things with the eyes of a collector, so I wanted to collect a collection of high value and world attention.

And such collections are basically owned, either by the super rich, and they can be shown to you, but you can't take them away; more difficult.

Elsa's father has given up.

However, Reid changed his mind. Instead of acquiring the existing world-class collections of national treasures, he went to discover things that are not yet, and have the potential to be appreciated as national treasures in the future.

Then…

Reid now put the treasure on Wang Qian's body.

Aisha thought carefully, and after listening to Wang Qian's two piano performances, she also had a high recognition of Wang Qian in her heart, thinking that Wang Qian will be extraordinary in the future!

And in fact.

She knew that with Wang Qian's current achievements, even if he stayed where he was in the future, his things would have a lot of collection value.

You know, Wang Qian is now the **** of rock and roll, the world's number one guitarist, the world's number one pianist, and so on.

Almost all of the world's pop music sales lists are monopolized by Wang Qian.

Such an existence can almost be said to have ruled the entire music field of this era, including the field of pop music and classical music art, almost all ruled by Wang Qian!

Such a person has never existed in the history of the world, and is naturally qualified to enter the historical records of various countries in the world and become a prominent person in the history books.

Therefore, some things of Wang Qian's special significance will naturally have a lot of value in the future.

Decades ago, during the heyday of rock and roll, the first guitarist, who was called the **** of guitars by the people at the time, used performance guitars that can now sell for millions of dollars!

The heritage and value of Wang Qian's body is definitely above that of the guitar **** decades ago, right?

done!

Elsa made up her mind again, and began to plan her upcoming trip to China.

She did not know Wang Qian's status in Huaxia and his literary achievements.

Gu Xian

Otherwise, she may recognize the value of Wang Qian more.

After a few minutes.

This second piece of music played by Wang Qian is over again.

but!

Wang Qian still did not speak.

Many people wanted to give Wang Qian another round of applause for his wonderful and incredible performance.

However, Wang Qian ignored them. After the performance, he stood up and turned back to the blackboard again to start writing something.

Max glanced in surprise, and then quickly said, "Professor Wang Qian, wait a moment!"

Then, he himself got up and waved, Sophia brought a few students over immediately, removed all the blackboards full of writing, took them down and put them together with the blackboards just now, and placed each one separately to prevent collision and friction with each other cause wear.

Then, he quickly installed a brand new blackboard for Wang Qian.

Many people at the scene are used to watching this scene happen again.

Witnessing and listening to Wang Qian's performance again, almost everyone at the scene was a little jealous of Juilliard's behavior.

Anyone can see that Wang Qian's success is by no means a fluke. His talent and musical realm are simply one dimension higher than the world's, and he will surely achieve something in the future.

Then, every word Wang Qian wrote at this moment may become a precious historical memory.

Who wouldn't want to have something so precious?

Even Meilong and other professors and students from top European music schools felt envious of the Juilliard School watching this scene.

With a smile on his lips, Max looked at Dawson and Hoffman from Curtiss College again, and then sat down calmly, like a winner.

Both Dawson and Hoffman didn't care about it, their faces were expressionless, as if they didn't see Max.

Reid in the back whispered, "It would be great to buy a full chalkboard of a piece from Juilliard after this class."

Elsa shrugged: "I think so too, but I think it is very difficult, almost impossible. It is said that the Juilliard School has recently made a lot of money because of the live broadcast of this lecture, and there is no shortage of money now. Moreover, What you said just now, Uncle Reid, is quite right, this kind of thing falls into the old-fashioned art academy, and it is basically impossible to come out again."

Reid looked regretful.

On the podium, Wang Qian calmly watched Sophia and the others change the blackboard, and was about to come to the blackboard to continue writing.

At the scene, many people raised their hands.

"Professor, I have a problem!"

One of them also called out to Wang Qian, as if afraid that Wang Qian would not be able to see him.

Dozens of other people raised their hands, but they didn't say anything. Among them were Hans Lawson, Rodin, and the middle-aged man who just asked Wang Qian to play the saxophone.

Wang Qian glanced at him and pointed at the young man who spoke up: "What's the problem with you?"

The young man seemed to be a student of some top music school. He stood up and said very quickly: "Professor, you played two pieces in a row just now. However, you didn't explain the details and meaning of it at all...I think..."

The young man was not finished yet.

Wang Qian interrupted the other party directly and said, "What do you think? Since you can think for yourself, what do you ask me to do? Which music school do you belong to?"

The young man was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Wang Qian to be so rude and said subconsciously, "Eastman College, Hank from the piano department!"

Wang Qian said lightly: "Is Eastman College's students at this level? Don't you have your own ideas? Can't you think for yourself?"

"Who can come to listen to my class, who is not a genius?"

"I thought that if I explained it to you in detail, it might be an insult to your talent and talent. Because, I believe you can see and figure it out for yourself."

"It now seems that I think highly of you?"

Wang Qian's question made many people in the audience not very good-looking.

As if the teacher said in class: You are the worst class of students I have ever brought!

Especially the dozens of people who raised their hands to ask questions just now blushed.

Hank, who stood up, hurriedly lowered his head and said, "Yes, I'm sorry! I have some ideas, but I want to hear if it's the same as yours, Professor!"

Many others held their breath, allowed themselves to keep a low profile, and then carefully focused on the commonalities and inner meanings of Wang Qian's two pieces.

Nocturne!

It seems to be the core of it.

Wang Qian's voice spread throughout the audience again: "Actually, I don't plan to do too much explanation in this class. Because, you guys sitting here are already the most powerful and talented people in the field of music and art in the world. A talented group of people. If you even need me to explain in detail."

"Then I'll be disappointed in the world."

Hank's already ashamed face turned white, and he said quickly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I think, I have no problem."

After speaking, Hank sat down quickly, not daring to look at the classmates and teachers of Eastman College around him, feeling that he was embarrassed by the college.

The top music artists in the front row, such as Max, Ma Long, Meilong, Dawson, etc., felt a little strange in their hearts after hearing Wang Qian's words.

Because Wang Qian's words were also said to them.

At the same time, their hearts are also more anticipation.

If Wang Qian didn't explain in detail in this class, but just focused on releasing new works...

So!

In today's class, UU reading www.uukanshu. com will sweep the field of music and art in Europe and America.

because!

Take Wang Qian's playing speed and frequency just now.

In this class, Wang Qian may publish five or six works.

If these works really constitute a successful series.

That…

The world of music and art is about to change!

All the music masters at the scene, as well as the teachers and students of the world's top music schools, all thought of this information more or less, and everyone's expressions became serious for a while.

The atmosphere of the whole scene became solemn.

seem!

A very sacred thing is happening here.

squeak...

now.

There was only the sound of the chalk in Wang Qian's hand rubbing against the blackboard.

Chapter end