Debut After Eight Years

Follow Wang Qian step by step onto the stage.

The temperament on his body also undergoes earth-shaking changes rapidly.

The expression on his face gradually calmed down, with a slight smile on his face, and he had an elegant artist air on his body, like a master who had been immersed in music for many years.

All the people watching Wang Qian felt a sense of distance at this moment.

As if, that is just the master of art they can see from a distance.

Yang Jiansen, Peng Donghu, He Chaohui, Carl, Mike, and Taylor all looked at Wang Qian who walked past them in shock.

It seems that this is the first time I met Wang Qian.

At this moment, the artist's aura in Wang Qian was no less than that of Professor Dawson on the stage.

That is the temperament precipitated by studying and polishing the piano for decades.

That is the temperament cultivated by performing hundreds of concerts all over the world.

That is the temperament of a world-class pianist!

He Zhaohui asked Qin Xuerong who was sitting across the seat: "Is he really the owner of a hot pot restaurant? Is he really not from a piano family?"

Qin Xuerong's eyes were reluctant to leave Wang Qian even for a second, his heart was full of shock, joy, and happiness, he shook his head lightly, and his voice confirmed: "No!"

He Chaohui nodded, then turned to look at Wang Qian on the stage.

Everyone in the audience looked at Wang Qian with some shock!

That kind of temperament, that kind of confidence and elegance made them all feel ashamed.

Even music geniuses at home and abroad such as Taylor Mike, Jiang Yu Murong Yue, etc., have a sense of distance and a sense of looking up when looking at Wang Qian.

Wang Qian walked calmly, came to Professor Dawson gracefully and confidently, hugged Professor Dawson gently, and said in fluent English: "Professor, your performance just now is really great."

Professor Dawson also looked at Wang Qian with admiration in his eyes, smiled and shook his head slightly: "No, I haven't played it perfectly yet, and I really want to hear your perfect performance again."

Without humility, Wang Qian said confidently: "As you wish, Professor!"

Professor Dawson stretched out his hand to Wang Qian and made a gesture of invitation.

Wang Qian turned around and bowed lightly to all the audience, then walked towards the piano and sat down softly.

Professor Dawson walked off the stage, walked to his seat and sat down, still staring at Wang Qian, but said to Professor Carl beside him: "Wang is really an incredible genius! Have you seen it?"

Professor Carl nodded without taking his eyes off Wang Qian: "I saw it, Professor. I think there may be a great pianist in Huaxia."

Dawson nodded in agreement with Professor Carl's words.

but.

Taylor said softly: "However, he said that piano is just one of his hobbies. He is not focusing on the field of piano, but on pop music. He is participating in the Voice of China competition and has released a few pop songs, which are very successful. "

Dawson and Carl, as well as Jason, Mike and others all stared wide-eyed!

so genius...

Why don't you focus on developing in the field of piano?

To engage in pop music?

Is it too condescending?

Mike: "He's so depraved."

Dawson frowned slightly. Although he felt a little regretful and disgusted, he was not angry.

He was old enough to have seen everyone, and he knew that pianists also had to eat.

He has also made soundtracks for Hollywood movies and was nominated for an Oscar, but unfortunately he didn't win the award.

This is also a glorious resume for him.

Therefore, he was just regretful that a piano genius who shocked him might not be able to become a pianist who shocked the world in the future.

Carl's eyes flickered, and he said lightly: "Perhaps, this is not necessarily a bad thing."

Mike was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, nodded and said nothing!

One less competitor of such genius!

Isn't it a good thing for Mike, who is also a piano genius?

Jason and several other Berkeley students also quickly figured it out, and then all showed relaxed expressions.

Only Taylor was still frowning, looking at Wang Qian who was sitting in front of the piano like a great musician, with disappointment, regret, and anger in his eyes!

ding ding ding...

At this time.

Wang Qian's hands danced on the keys like elves, and notes like flowing water flowed out and flowed into everyone's ears.

Just a few notes!

Many people at the scene showed expressions of enjoyment.

sounds so good!

Qin Xuerong clasped her hands tightly, her pretty face flushed with excitement.

I kept saying to myself: This is the piano piece for me!

To Xuerong!

Everyone pricked up their ears and listened carefully.

Even Dawson, Carl, Taylor, Mike and others are all serious, with a posture of listening to the class and studying!

He Chaohui, Yang Jiansen, Peng Donghu, and later Wei Shuxin, Jiang Yu and other outstanding students from the piano departments of various colleges were also full of seriousness and a little bit of enjoyment, immersed in the artistic conception of the piano music.

Jiang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, and whispered to Murong Yue beside him while listening: "This time he played more seriously and more perfectly. Especially in terms of emotional expression, it is more full and perfect than last time!" Impeccable! This is a perfect performance, this guy usually does not take it seriously, it is really hateful..."

Murong Yue's pretty face was also a little shocked, she nodded lightly, approving Jiang Yu's words, but said nothing, afraid of missing the perfect music.

Simple tune!

simple structure.

Simply play.

However, clear and complete expression!

Let everyone present hear the extraordinary charm!

This is a state that absolutely requires the level of a master to achieve.

When the song To Xuerong ended in Wang Qian's hands.

The audience remained silent for thirty seconds!

Then, the host who was standing not far from Wang Qian was the first to wake up, and quickly clapped his hands excitedly.

clap clap...

There was sudden applause.

Everyone in the audience woke up.

Then……

There was a thunderous applause.

Whether they were sitting or standing, everyone clapped their hands frantically.

And Dawson at the front stood up directly, clapping his palms vigorously, with surprise and satisfaction in his eyes.

Dawson stood up, Carl and others also stood up one after another, Yang Jiansen, Peng Donghu, He Chaohui and others also stood up.

Everyone in the back stood up too!

The applause was even louder.

Cameras in five or six corners clearly captured this scene.

With a smile, Wang Qian didn't get up, but turned his body sideways, and nodded slightly to everyone.

then.

His hands danced again on the keys.

The crisp piano sound sounded again.

Demon City March!

The applause of the audience stopped instantly within two seconds.

It took less than three seconds from thunderous applause to hearing the needle drop.

Everyone immediately stopped their applause for fear of missing Wang Qian's piano sound.

The March of the Magic City has begun!

Most of the people present were from Modu, and they were all very proud when they heard this song.

There were thousands of people in the audience, but no one sat down.

After standing up and applauding, they all stood and continued to listen to Wang Qian's playing.

Even Dawson, Professor Carl and others stood and listened to Wang Qian's Demon City March.

Wang Qian didn't pay attention to the situation outside his body.

At this moment, he completely substituted himself into the role of a master pianist again.

In other words!

He plays all the time.

Play the role of a world-class pianist.

Play a master artist.

The acting is penetrating.

Everyone present couldn't see any flaws, so that the real world-class pianist Professor Dawson couldn't see anything unusual, and regarded him as a real master pianist of the same level.

at the same time.

He is also performing the artistic conception in the March of the Demon City.

The performance also made everyone present unable to find fault.

This is also the gap between Professor Dawson's playing and him!

Professor Dawson, there is no perfect performance, just approaching perfection in playing!

When the song ends.

The applause sounded like thunder again.

The teachers, professors and even the students of every conservatory present were deeply shocked.

This kind of performance is really world-class.

Several people who have participated in world-class performances and been to the WYN Golden Hall feel that Wang Qian's performance is not inferior to those world-class masters who have entered the WYN Golden Hall.

awesome!

clap clap clap...

Qin Xuerong's hands were so numb that she couldn't feel it anymore, but she still clapped with all her strength.

He Chaohui, Yang Jiansen, Peng Donghu, Dawson, Carl and others were also applauding vigorously!

Carl whispered next to Dawson: "His performance is really perfect and impeccable! Perhaps it is because he composed these two pieces of music himself, so the inner taste cannot be so perfect by others. "

Dawson nodded, expressing his approval, and admitted in disguise that his performance just now was not as good as Wang Qian's current performance.

Clap clap!

Among the applause.

Wang Qian stood up, bowed slightly to everyone, and wanted to end.

Yang Jiansen hurriedly picked up the prepared microphone and said loudly, "Everyone, be quiet."

The scene gradually quieted down.

Everyone looked at Yang Jiansen, even Carl and Dawson looked at Yang Jiansen curiously, not knowing what Yang Jiansen was going to do.

Before Wang Qian stepped off the stage, Yang Jiansen hurried forward to stop Wang Qian, holding the microphone and said excitedly: "Mr. Wang Qian, your performance just now was really perfect. Your two piano pieces are great, your Playing is even better. As the host of Magic Music, I would like to invite Mr. Wang Qian to give a lesson to our teachers and students present, and talk about your process of creating these two pieces and your experience in perfectly performing them!"

"I don't know, Mr. Wang Qian, can you agree to my little request?"

As he spoke, Yang Jiansen waved to the host.

The host quickly understood, and hurried over and handed his microphone to Wang Qian. The slender, white and slender palm that was handed to Wang Qian trembled.

Wang Qian glanced at Yang Jiansen with a smile, as if to see through Yang Jiansen, Yang Jiansen hastily showed a flattering and pleading smile.

The audience applauded again, everyone wanted to listen to Wang Qian's lecture, talk about the creation process of these two pieces of music, and the skills of piano performance.

Dawson, Carl, Taylor Mack and others also applauded vigorously. They also wanted to hear Wang Qian talk about this.

Wang Qian took the host's microphone and said thank you softly. The host replied excitedly and incoherently: "No thanks, no need! It's my honor."

Wang Qian smiled, which made the host tremble.

Then he took the microphone and said softly: "Since Director Yang has invited you so sincerely, let me talk about it!"

The audience fell silent again.

Yang Jiansen also quickly ran off the field, sat on his seat and listened with ears pricked up, afraid of missing Wang Qian's lecture.

Wang Qian walked back to the piano, stretched out his hand and flexibly played the keys a few times, and said to the microphone: "It can be said that all the people present are professionals in the field of music, and there are world-class masters. Some simple technical things , I won’t be playing tricks.”

"I'm just talking about my own feelings."

"That is, imagination, and emotional substitution."

Wang Qian said with an extremely serious expression.

Everyone listened more seriously.

Many teachers and students took out their notes and recorded them.

Taylor, sitting in the first row, raised his hand, indicating that he wanted to ask a question.

Wang Qian's heart jumped a little, afraid that the girl would ask something he didn't know, but he looked extremely calm on the surface, and stretched out his hand: "Taylor, tell me!"

Taylor stood up and said loudly: "I would like to ask you to explain in more detail, it is best to use your song as an example, thank you."

After speaking, Taylor sat down.

Everyone else agreed with Taylor.

The few words Wang Qian said just now were too abstract.

Although, they felt very powerful inexplicably, agreed in their hearts, and seemed to have gained a lot, but when they thought about it carefully, they got nothing.

Wang Qian breathed a sigh of relief, luckily it wasn't a question he couldn't answer.

He looked at Taylor and said, "Well, Taylor, I'll use you as an example. Tell me what's on your mind right now!"

All eyes were on Taylor, and they were also curious about what Wang Qian was going to do.

Taylor thought about it for a while. She was actually thinking about Wang Qian just now. She hoped that Wang Qian would not give up the piano and focus on the piano. That would be a good thing for the world's piano industry.

So, she just said, "I was just praying!"

Wang Qian pondered for a moment, then asked, "What are you praying for?"

Taylor blushed slightly, and lied: "I pray for world peace!"

Wang Qian smiled. Everyone knew that Taylor was lying.

However, he still nodded to signal Taylor to sit down, then looked at Qin Xuerong, and asked softly: "Xuerong, what about you? What are you thinking?"

Qin Xuerong was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect to be named by Wang Qian, his heart was filled with great happiness for a moment, he stood up and stammered: "I, I, I was thinking, um, happiness... I am now very happy……"

She bravely said this sentence, and said to Wang Qian and everyone in the audience: I am very happy! My name is Qin Xuerong!

Many people cast envious expressions on her!

To Xuerong, it is written for you!

No wonder so happy.

Wang Qian gave Qin Xuerong a gentle smile, nodded to Qin Xuerong to sit down, and then said under the expectant eyes of everyone in the audience: "This is their wish, and this is also their emotion! Their hearts are beautiful, It's sunny... Then, I'll use my own emotions to substitute into this emotion, and then play some notes according to my mood..."

talking.

Wang Qian put the microphone on the piano, then sat in front of the piano, pressing the keys gently with both hands.

Everyone's eyes widened...

What is this for?

Everyone is full of doubts and shock!

This is... to...

Live creation?