world number one pianist

Chapter 129 Come again?

There is one thing to say, Wang Pei knew from the beginning that He Shen was really good, and he also knew that he was improving fast, and he was the number one existence in the whole school.

However, he never thought that He Shen's progress could be so fast!
Counting from He Shenlai's first recording here, until now, a total of about two months have passed.

In just over two months, the speed of He Shen's improvement has surpassed everyone's imagination!
To put it simply, based on Wang Pei's impression of He Shen, when He Shen came here to record, his strength was still the same as when he graduated from school.

However, soon, in just a few days, He Shen's strength became stronger.

The first time I came here, the recording, Chopin ballade, perfect!
Came here for the second time, recording, Chopin Prelude, perfect!
The third time, going to the Golden Piano Competition, Chopin Concerto, perfect!

This is the fourth time. Over the past two months, Wang Pei has witnessed He Shen's fourth improvement.

That's... Chopin's Polonaise!

This is a work that many people have heard, but He Shen has also brought this work to a perfect level!
Wang Pei stared blankly at He Shen's performance in the recording room, his pupils involuntarily dilated.

How long has it been, how many months?
How deep is he, that his Chopin polonaises are almost perfect?
One thing to say, this feeling of being left behind by others made him feel desperate.

What is talent?What is hard work?
It's not scary to be talented, what's even more terrifying is that someone is extremely talented and works hard, and can instantly kill your existence no matter what point of view.

This kind of person... no matter what industry he is in, he will shine!
Wang Pei admitted that he was sour, really sour...

He began to imagine that if he didn't concentrate on the piano business, would he also have the opportunity to follow He Shen and keep advancing on the road of classical music?

With the speed at which He Shen is advancing, if he is brought along, he might be able to go to competitions all over the world by himself, to brush up his own record or something.

pity……

Wang Pei shook his head, put this idea behind him, gave up the idea of ​​continuing to learn classical music, and his eyes became clear again.

Continue to learn classical music, this thing is purely to burn money to play, and it may not be able to make money after burning.

After all, I was originally a small businessman, and I was more talented in running a piano shop after working hard.

Then you can go to the piano business by yourself. There is no need to follow He Shen to compete in the classical music industry and to introvert.

If you look at other industries, they are not so introverted, just 996, but the classical music industry is so introverted to the extreme, people have been 887 since elementary school.

I start practicing piano at 13 o'clock and practice until 14 o'clock in the evening. I practice seven days a week.

Wake up, climb on the piano bench, climb off the piano bench, sleep.

The day went by like this.

After all, when I was in elementary school, I was in the first grade or the second grade, that is, when I was about seven or eight years old, I got the amateur 10th grade certificate.

What?You didn't get it?Then don’t expect to follow the path of classical music. Basically, if you continue to learn, you will lose money. It’s fine as a hobby and entertainment.

When I reach the third grade of elementary school, I will actually embark on the road of a professional musician, learn from the most powerful teachers in China, and then fly around the world.

Find everything, international competitions that elementary school students can participate in, go to competitions, go to win prizes, to defeat all contestants who are older than themselves, and crush all contestants of their own age.

If you can't win the championship and crush your peers when you were in elementary school, then your career will be even more bumpy in the future.

Primary school is over, enter junior high school, and continue to introvert.

In the primary school attached to the Conservatory of Music, none of the students there are fuel-efficient lamps, and all of them are particularly powerful. If you can't get rid of them, you basically have little chance to become professional musicians in the future.

After rolling to the end, he managed to get ahead and win the championship of the world's top competition.

You can't necessarily make money in this industry.

Among these champions, there are only a handful of them in the world who can make money by being professional musicians and holding concerts.

Others, either changed careers to become teachers, or changed careers to become stars, or changed careers, not to engage in music.

Involved in such an industry, Wang Pei thought that he couldn't get involved with those people.

Don't say that you can't pass the exam, you may not be able to embark on the path of a professional musician, but you still have to pass the exam?

Give up, give up early and enjoy early.

Wang Pei sighed, looking at He Shen who was playing the piano very seriously in the recording room, his thoughts began to gradually empty, and his thoughts wandered away.

I don't want to think about anything for the time being, it's actually pretty good to think of music as relaxation, so hello, me, everyone.

Soon, after He Shen finished playing a Polonaise by Chopin, he got up and left the recording room, and went to Wang Pei's place.

Looking at Wang Pei who was in a daze, he patted him on the shoulder casually, picked up the earphones beside him, and said with concern.

"what happened?"

"Huh? Finished playing?"

Wang Pei suddenly woke up from a daze, and found that He Shen had walked out, so he couldn't help asking in a daze.

He Shen didn't think much, just nodded, and then pointed to the console in front of him.

"Well, it's over, play the recording for me, and I'll see if there are any problems and need to be corrected."

He Shen put the earphones on his ears and looked at Wang Pei.

Without hesitation, Wang Pei immediately picked out the previous recording after operating on the previous operating panel.

when!
An extremely passionate voice blasted out from the player, hitting He Shen and Wang Pei.

Wang Pei showed a hint of shock, but He Shen felt something was wrong.

The sound of the prelude at the beginning is wrong, very wrong!
He Shen touched his chin and frowned slightly. This feeling was there, but there was always something missing.

The theme of this piece is a hero, which means a soldier returning from the battlefield!
The previous beginning always feels wrong, it is very heroic, but this hero is very empty, very empty...

It's as if he is a hero praised by outsiders, but not a real hero. There is nothing in him that can be appreciated by others.

Too empty, false.

So, at first this place didn't feel quite right, but...

Chopin said to himself, this place needs the momentum of the cavalry, what is wrong with this?

Fields, cavalry, heroes, recognition, appreciation...

"There seems to be something wrong, but it feels so bad, it's hard to say..."

He Shen put down the earphones and paced slowly in the room.

In music, everything that should be there is there, but it is a little bit short. This should have been thought of by Chopin subconsciously. He thought he should, so he didn't say it.

What is this?
Wang Pei didn't notice that He Shen had already sat down to the side. After listening very carefully, he put down the earphones, gave He Shen a thumbs up, and congratulated him.

"He Shen, the feeling of your work is really great. I have never heard such a powerful version. I think you can go and meet those masters, really!"

"no……"

He Shen directly rejected his idea without any hesitation, and said bluntly.

"This feeling, no, it's not the feeling I want, and this is a specialization, and it has not yet reached the level of a master."

"Uh... specialization? Master?" Wang Pei didn't understand.

He Shen sighed, stood up from the chair, and explained casually.

"This is the standard I set for myself, so don't worry too much about it."

"However, I'm not too satisfied with this piece of work. I always feel that there is something missing in this music, as if there is nothing, and I directly say that a person is particularly good."

"To put it simply, there is no... premise? Without this premise, there are too many colors in the music. This color is very important. The collision between music colors will make the music more powerful!"

He Shen frowned, and took out a lollipop from his pocket. After clearing his mind a little, he said while eating the lollipop.

"So, in the piece of music I just played, I feel that something is missing. I can't make the image of the character stand up. It's too empty, too boring, and it's hard to describe..."

"This……"

Wang Pei scratched his head, glanced at the recording machine next to him, and then at He Shen, completely cutting off his idea of ​​continuing to learn classical music.

Such a powerful version, such a powerful performance, you still don't like it?So what do you like? Hey!
That is to say, He Shen is completely dissatisfied with this version.

However, there is one thing to say, this feeling is really great, he thinks it is very powerful!

Sure enough, I am a rookie, I don't understand the world of big bosses at all, and my own aesthetics have not been cultivated at all...

Wang Pei was helpless, but he heard He Shen's confusion about his thoughts before, thought for a while, sorted out He Shen's previous thoughts, and asked He Shen.

"He Shen, did you just want to say that there is something missing in the music, the premise? Or... we can change the word, and it would be better to use foreshadowing? There is no foreshadowing in the music."

"bedding?"

He Shen suddenly grasped this point. He had been trying to find a suitable word to say just now, but he couldn't find it all the time. His eyes could not help but brighten, and he asked Wang Pei.

"What foreshadowing? What do you think the foreshadowing in this piece should be?"

"Is it... war?"

After Wang Pei thought for a while, he confirmed his thoughts and said with great certainty.

"Lacking the baptism of war, it shouldn't be like this at the beginning, but it should be a war. Heroes who finally emerged from the war?"

"This is the conclusion I came to based on your thoughts on music. Do you want to try it? The beginning part should not be too excited and passionate, but a little sad?"

Although he is not very good at playing the piano, but his Chinese performance is good, at least He Shen can only think of the lack of a "premise", he can still think of the word "bedding".

He Shen also gradually sorted out his thoughts, and came back quickly from the room with bright eyes.

"I understand that the beginning is not the return of the war, but it should be the war. The color needs to be played a little darker, not so bright."

"The previous performance may be a bit like the king's approval, rather than the soldier's own thoughts. The battlefield he saw and the battlefield seen by the king are completely different concepts!"

"My previous performance may have been too close to the direction of the king. In fact, I should go towards the warrior himself!"

After all, He Shen nodded to Wang Pei and thanked him.

"Thank you!"

"You have said this thank you too many times today, you should hurry back and get your music."

Wang Pei waved his hand, and He Shen didn't make any excuses. He went back to the recording room, looked at the keyboard in front of him, and brewed his emotions a little bit.

E flat major, four flats.

At the beginning, the E flat octave is dropped.

The intensity of sF matches the upper pedal.

Need a little, the feeling of war, the cruelty of war...

He Shen's eyes lit up suddenly, he raised his hands suddenly, gritted his teeth hard, and then smashed them down.

boom!
Octave opened the prelude to the music!

A few dissonances, starting weakly and then transitioning to normal volume.

This is the beginning of the war!
The clean and clear first theme made Wang Pei discover the difference in this feeling immediately.

The galloping semitones, the strongly accented chords, the resolute pitches, and the decisive rhythms!

this feeling...

It was as if an extremely fierce war was starting, and then the cavalry came out to harvest.

The intense moment of the battlefield appeared in his mind, and he couldn't get it out.

Wang Pei even heard the clanging of swords and swords. This feeling was absolutely incredible!
Soon, the introduction part ended, the war ended, the cavalry unit appeared, and returned to their own country a little tired.

The fast and gradually increasing octave shape, like the hooves of the cavalry regiment from far to near, is unstoppable.

Glory, brilliance, come together to form this work.

"Hero, Polonaise"

Or rather, "Hussars, Polonaises"

They are not only their own heroes, but also the heroes of the country!

He Shen sighed deeply, stood up from the piano bench, returned to the recording room, and nodded to Wang Pei.

"Let me listen to the recording."

"Okay, I have to say that your progress this time is very obvious. The feeling of Chopin Polonaise has risen in an instant. It's really amazing."

"good……"

He Shen didn't say much, but listened to his work seriously, and began to think about the shortcomings in his place.

Moreover, he kept those deficiencies in his heart, and after listening to all of them, he immediately returned to the room without waiting for Wang Pei to express his thoughts.

Now, it feels right, what is left is the special subtle processing between each phrase, so that the phrases must be particularly coherent and natural.

Let the emotions in the music become uniform.

again...

twice...

five times...

seven times...

ten times...

……

More and more times, non-stop thinking, make this work more and more complete, gradually stabilized at Lv7, and moved towards Lv8 as a whole.

Wang Pei has long been used to He Shen's behavior. He returned to his office, moved out the two cans of lollipops from the office, and put them in the control room. Tang, while listening to He Shen's music.

Cozy to the extreme.

However, as time went on, Wang Pei couldn't sit still anymore, and it was already one or two o'clock in the morning.

Finally, when He Shen came out to check the recording, he reluctantly raised his hand to signal.

"He Shen, oh no, He Shen, can I call you He Shen? I really can't take it anymore, it's too late, aren't you tired at all?"

"Not tired."

He Shen shook his head, without any turbidity in his eyes. He flipped through the previous recordings, and then thought about comparing his own polonaise scores, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"I feel my progress. Every time I practice, I am improving. If you feel this feeling, you will not be tired."

"Improved with every practice..."

Wang Pei completely gave up talking to He Shen, do you hear this is human speech?
You regard practicing the piano as playing a game, right?Brushing up a dungeon and gaining experience once, the whole process is a positive improvement, without any negative improvement at all.

If I have this ability, I can also play for a month without sleeping, as long as I can hold on...

But!I do not have it! ! !
Who can have this kind of ability, as long as they work, they will become stronger?

I'm so...

Wang Pei's lips trembled, and he wanted to complain, but finally gave up, stood up from his chair, and greeted He Shen.

"You continue to practice. I really can't hold on today. I'll go back to sleep first. Anyway, you have the key, just remember to lock the door."

After finishing speaking, he yawned, waved his hands after He Shen, wobbled, and left first.

He Shen looked at the back of him leaving, didn't say anything, went straight back to the recording room, and started repeating again and again.

With each repetition, the mistakes made before are reduced a little, and the music as a whole becomes smoother.

If you are thirsty, get some tap water, if you are hungry, get some lollipops.

He Shen's brain became more and more active, and his gaze became more and more energetic.

Finally, at ten o'clock in the morning, he finally finished playing all the works and pulled all the works to the level of Lv8.

This is because he has accumulated enough background before reaching this level.

Now, He Shen has reached the peak of what he can do, but unfortunately it is not enough.

It is still a little short of the highest level of Lv8.

This point still needs more thinking, as well as the background generated in the piano practice.

Therefore, it is not a matter to continue grinding in the piano room.

Feeling a little dazed, He Shen walked to the computer in the control room, saved the best versions of his recordings, and deleted all the others, then sat unsteadily on a chair and began to fall asleep .

After a few minutes, the door of the recording studio was opened, and Wang Pei walked in with breakfast.

"Hey, He Shen, get up and have breakfast!"

While talking, he felt something was wrong, and found that He Shen was sleeping very soundly, so he immediately walked to the computer and checked the latest update.

The data is very new, and the latest change time is after ten o'clock in the morning.

In other words, He Shen stayed up late until past ten o'clock, no wonder he was so tired.

Looking at He Shen, Wang Pei sighed helplessly for a while, then opened the previous account, "He Shen's Piano Classroom", and uploaded the audio recorded by He Shen to make a backup.

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