world number one pianist

Chapter 270 Funeral March (LvEX)

He Shen remained silent, he could clearly feel the grief in Dan Yi's words.

So is he.

All the people present are like this.

In the entire Huaguo Conservatory of Music, everyone was immersed in a sadness that could not be described in words.

Not only people from Huaguo Conservatory of Music, but also people from all conservatories in China.

All of them were immersed in this grief.

Zhou Renguang, she is not just an honorary professor of Huaguo Conservatory of Music.

She can be regarded as the honorary professor of all music colleges in China!

Most of the construction of the conservatory is due to her.

Whether it is a suggestion for the construction of a conservatory or the training of local conservatory teachers.

She's all in on it.

That is to say, Jiangzhou Conservatory of Music, a new conservatory of music, did not come to Jiangzhou to give lectures because of her old health.

The establishment of Jiangzhou Conservatory of Music is also partly due to her!

Before the establishment of Jiangzhou Conservatory of Music, she also paid attention to Jiangzhou, went to Jiangzhou, and gave it to all the teachers in the school.

Whether it is an art university or a teacher at a normal university, give them lectures.

This kindness is in the hearts of all Jiangzhou musicians.

There is simply no way to forget.

He Shen didn't know what to say for a while, and he didn't know how to comfort Dan Yi in front of him.

He looked at Danyi in front of him, and could only remain silent. After a while, He Shen raised his head and spoke slowly.

"Professor Danyi, can I do you a favor?"

Dan Yi raised his head slowly, looked at He Shen, with a hint of confusion on his sad face, and said with his already hoarse throat, "What do you need me for?"

"I want to... borrow the piano room, borrow the piano, and play some... the works I want to play."

"piano?"

Dan Yi was silent, then nodded slowly.

"Okay, there should be a lot of people borrowing the piano room of the Huaguo Conservatory of Music. Many people hope to give Zhou Renguang his last blessing when he leaves."

"Let's go to the concert hall, there should be many people there."

Danyi gestured to He Shen to let him follow behind him, and walked towards the concert hall of Huaguo Conservatory of Music.

In Huaguo Conservatory of Music, the flow of people is very complicated.

Most of the people went to the door of the teachers' dormitory building to express their condolences to Professor Zhou Renguang.

Some people, like He Shen and the others, walked towards the concert hall.

The remaining part is to find a corner to meditate on campus.

As He Shen was advancing, his perspective looked in all directions.

There are many acquaintances around.

For example, Liao Yong who participated in the show with him before, Pei Qi from Huaguo Conservatory of Music, and Fu Diao from Haicheng Conservatory of Music.

Even Yue Li from Wuzhou Conservatory of Music was among the crowd.

They also noticed He Shen, but they didn't greet He Shen, they just nodded slightly to show that they saw He Shen.

He Shen said nothing, everyone around was walking towards the concert hall.

At this moment, countless people had gathered in the concert hall. They were all sitting in the concert hall, one after another, performing for Zhou Renguang's departure.

Whether they play, is good, or bad.

These are all their wishes.

Musicians should use the way of musicians to send off this mountain of classical music.

But Yi asked He Shen to sit down, walked to the side, whispered a few words to the staff, returned to He Shen, and said slowly: "It's ok, I have already told the staff, you wait for them After the performance, you can borrow the piano in front of you."

"Um……"

He Shenan sat down quietly, listening to everyone in front of them playing one after another, without any change in expression.

The concert hall was extremely solemn, and everyone was listening to the music quietly, feeling the grief in the hearts of the performers.

When playing, the emotions of the performer can be infected on the piano.

That is to say, the audience can feel the emotions of the performer.

At this moment, one person after another interpreted this sadness, making the entire concert hall even more sad.

After all, this is the fall of the cornerstone of music education in Huaguo.

"He Shen? The next one is yours..."

The staff member walked to He Shen's side, reached out and patted his shoulder, and said in a low tone, "Do you need any help?"

He Shen got up, put on his coat, and after a little tidying, he said to the staff, "Help me record the sound, it should be a little better."

The staff froze for a moment, then nodded: "Okay, we have been recording the video all the time, and I can send you a separate copy later."

"Um……"

He Shen nodded and walked towards the stage.

The previous performer had already finished. When she left the stage, she couldn't control her emotions at all. As soon as she left the stage, she couldn't help squatting down, and walked to the side to cry silently.

Looking at this group of people, He Shen felt an indescribable emotion welling up in his heart.

He Shen couldn't help pursing his lips, and stepped onto the stage.

The stage lights, which were supposed to be warm, seemed so cold at this moment for some reason.

The people off the stage were incomparably solemn.

He Shen could clearly feel the sadness in the hearts of everyone present.

Without any hesitation, he walked to the piano, and the red light of the camera next to him was always on, which proved that the camera was already in the state of shooting.

He Shen raised his head, closed his eyes, forgot everything around him, and took a deep breath.

Then, slowly spit it out.

This breath dispelled a lot of the stale air in his heart.

However, it made his heart sink even deeper.

He Shen opened his eyes and looked down at the black and white keyboard in front of him, like a wreath, causing a sadness that cannot be described in words.

Under this sadness, He Shen raised his hand, placed it on the piano, and pressed it down slowly.

Bang...

Bang...

Bang...

Chopin, Piano Sonata No. [-], third movement.

Funeral March.

He Shen had performed this work before at the Church of the Holy Cross, where Chopin's heart is located, and played it to Chopin, the funeral march.

At that time, it was just a very ordinary Lv9 work, and He Shen just played it casually to soothe his mood.

But in the past four years, as He Shen pushed most of Chopin's works to Lv10, this funeral march also came to Lv10.

It's a pity that without any special insights, He Shen has never had a work that can truly reach the level of Lv10 (Ex) except for the first piano concerto.

None.

Now, He Shen sat in front of the piano keyboard, pressed his fingers, and an extremely sad vocal came out from the piano.

And at this moment, the moment the music played down, He Shen's heart instantly became extremely transparent.

He instantly understood that he had his second perfect work!

Even in such a situation that he is unwilling to accept, some...

All the people present, especially those who lowered their heads in thought, couldn't help raising their heads, and looked at He Shen, who was sitting in the center of the stage, playing the piano, with searching eyes.

He Shen's performance just now was very painful.

This feeling made everyone's hearts tremble.

They also seemed to be able to feel the heaviness in He Shen's heart.

After all, this feeling is also in their hearts.

Everyone looked at He Shen, waiting for He Shen's next performance.

He Shen looked at the black and white keyboard in front of him, his fingers kept going up, down, up, down without stopping.

Just like the ancient mourning bell, in the concert hall, it keeps ringing!
With a sense of sadness, He Shen pressed his fingers on the piano keyboard.

He has forgotten that he is now on the stage of Huaguo Concert Hall.

Zhou Renguang is the only thing in his mind now.

About Zhou Renguang, encouragement to him, comfort to him.

This work was written by Chopin to all the soldiers who gave their lives for liberation during the Polish Uprising.

Condolences to Chopin.

He Shen has been imitating the sadness of the loss of relatives and friends before playing, without much feeling.

But now, he can clearly feel Chopin's thoughts when writing this work.

Although it is said that this piece is for those fighters who have died in a few years.

However, in fact, this piece of work is not just to commemorate those soldiers who died.

This piece of work expresses an attitude, an attitude of inheritance.

The road driven and opened up by the pioneers in front has appeared in front of everyone.

You have passed away, with your last hope.

But you don't know it, you have successfully opened up hope!

Everything, there will be hope!

but me……

Will inherit this touch of hope and continue to walk!
On behalf of your thoughts, on behalf of your dreams, keep going!
The corners of He Shen's eyes, at some point, became teary.

He seemed to see Zhou Renguang standing beside him, watching him play the piano with a smile.

It is gratifying to see him heading towards the top pianist in the world.

She was smiling at He Shen, with a very satisfied smile on her face.

It seems that he is very satisfied with He Shen's current situation and He Shen's interpretation of music.

Therefore, she was extremely relieved and felt satisfied.

Then, he turned around and slowly disappeared from He Shen's sight step by step.

disappears from the stage.

The moment He Shen saw Zhou Renguang disappear, the emotion in his heart could no longer be restrained.

hum!
The vocal music of the piano became more weeping and more painful.

This emotion infected everyone in the concert hall.

No one is exempt.

No matter who it was, they couldn't help but stop what they were doing and looked at He Shen on the stage.

At the end of the performance, the female pianist who was crying in the corner raised her head and looked at the stage blankly.

The man who was originally sitting on the seat of the concert hall with his head in his arms was extremely silent, raised his head, and looked at the stage hesitantly.

Originally leaning his back against the wall, he looked sadly at the staff outside the concert hall, but he couldn't help turning his gaze back to He Shen on the stage.

Everyone couldn't help but be attracted by He Shen's piano sound.

They have all heard this work, and it can almost be regarded as a work that everyone must listen to in classical music.

Therefore, it is easier for them to distinguish whether the piece is played well or not.

When He Shen first started playing, not many people cared.

After all, there are really too many people playing funerals and seeing off in this place.

But when He Shen came to this place, no one could take it seriously anymore.

This place is so beautiful!
But again, it's too bitter...

While the music played by He Shen gives people a sense of beauty, it also makes people feel a burst of bitterness in their hearts.

This is what everyone feels when He Shen is interpreting this piece of work.

In their minds, their own emotions have been completely overwhelmed by He Shen's emotions.

All their joys, sorrows and joys were carried along by He Shen's piano sound.

Immerse yourself in the world created by He Shen.

He Shen didn't care about the people around him, all he had in his mind now was this piece of work.

The fingers did not leave the piano keyboard, but kept rising and falling, interpreting the works in their hands.

Bang...

Bang...

Every sound is painful to make people cry.

Finally, the last sound fell, and He Shen's hand was slowly raised.

The lingering sound lingers, and the roots are broken...

Feeling the music around him, He Shen couldn't help letting out a long breath.

Spit out the manic depression in his heart.

He looked at the people around him, who were still extremely calm, slowly got up, put his hand on the edge of the piano, bowed slightly to everyone, and turned around to step off the stage in the sight of everyone.

Everyone's eyes were firmly locked on He Shen, even if He Shen had disappeared from their sight, they didn't move away.

He Shen's performance was so beautiful that it directly touched their hearts.

However, that was too bitter, so bitter that the corners of their mouths were filled with bitterness.

They had to admit that He Shen's strength was really strong.

It perfectly interprets the emotions in their hearts.

Everyone didn't dare to applaud to interrupt this perfect artistic conception, so they could only give He Shen an extremely serious attention gift, and sent He Shen away from the stage.

When He Shen walked to the bottom of the stage, the staff was already standing there. He handed a small USB flash drive to He Shen and said in a low voice.

"Mr. He, this is the video file of your previous performance, we have saved it..."

"Um……"

He Shen nodded, took the video file, walked to the side, plugged it into the computer, checked it quickly, and transferred the file to his mobile phone after confirming that it was correct.

He reached out and pulled out the USB flash drive, thanked the staff briefly, and then walked back to his seat.

At this time, Dan Yi was sitting on the seat, and the two lines of tears in the corners of his eyes were clearly visible.

Seeing He Shen approaching, he couldn't help but squeeze out a smile, and nodded slightly to He Shen.

"He Shen, your performance is very good..."

He Shen didn't speak, but handed the USB flash drive in his hand to Dan Yi.

"This is the video of my performance this time."

"Is that so..."

Dan Yi took the USB flash drive in He Shen's hand and remained silent. After a long time, he reluctantly raised his head and smiled at He Shen.

"Then, thank you very much."

"Um……"

He Shen took a step, left this depressing concert hall, walked outside the house, and turned on his phone.

I didn't pay attention when transferring files before, but now I realize that there are many messages from Jiang Yunling on my mobile phone. He sent a lot of messages to He Shen, which generally mean the same thing.

Why did He Shen suddenly leave that variety show?

After He Shen hesitated for a moment, he called back.

With just two beeps, Jiang Yunling's vocal music came over immediately, and he asked a little anxiously.

"He Shen? Did something happen to you? I heard from the staff on the crew side that something happened to you, and then you left the crew early. What's the matter?"

"..."

He Shen was silent, and Jiang Yunling didn't rush, just quietly waiting for He Shen's answer.

After an unknown amount of time, He Shen opened his mouth to speak.

"Mr. Zhou Renguang, let's go."

"Zhou Renguang? You mean... that Zhou Renguang?" Jiang Yunling didn't expect it at all, his tone immediately became extremely serious, and he whispered: "He Shen, I'm sorry, I don't know about this, please forgive me."

"No, I'm not telling you to mourn, I just want to..."

He Shen thought for a while, and after hesitating for a while, he said to Jiang Yunling, "I just want you to help me post the song "Funeral" I played on the Internet."

"I want to leave Mr. Zhou Renguang with the last bit of memory..."

"With a piece of Chopin, I would like to dedicate it to Mr. Zhou Renguang who has been contributing to the education of classical piano music in Huaguo."

"I'll leave this to you..."

Jiang Yunling was also a little silent. He listened to He Shen's breathing and nodded heavily.

"Okay, I will complete your idea, just send me the video, and I will deal with it now."

After all, the phone hung up, and a beep came from the headset.

He Shen put down his phone, called up his previous video, and sent it directly to Jiang Yunling.

After confirming that the transfer was complete, He Shen reached out and turned off the phone without any hesitation.

Let all troublesome voices stay away from him.

He Shen walked outside the concert hall, sat down on an empty bench, and opened his status bar with a wave.

On his status bar, there was originally only one Lv10 (Ex) work, but at this moment, it has become two.

The first work, Chopin's First Piano Concerto, is the Chopin's First Piano Concerto that he interpreted after tracing back Chopin's own emotions and Chopin's own youth life, and reached the level of perfection in the middle.

And the second piece is my own interpretation just now.

Chopin, Funeral March.

Chopin Piano Sonata No. [-], third movement, Funeral March.

This work, when it was just played, has already entered the perfect level.

He can feel very clearly that he controls everything.

interpretation of emotions.

He Shen looked at the funeral march in front of him with sad eyes.

If possible, he hopes to exchange Zhou Renguang with his Chopin funeral march.

pity……

He Shen got up, tidied up his clothes that were a little bit dirty, and tried his best to turn his eyes from sadness to firmness.

As Danyi said, they can't last long, and there is a very thick fault between them and He Shen.

Huaguo has produced many pianists and some very good piano teachers.

But there is no second piano educator.

Therefore, if Danyi and the others leave, Huaguo Piano Education may plummet!
Therefore, I must shoulder this responsibility!

In addition to becoming the world's number one pianist, I must also become the world's number one piano educator!
He Shen clenched his fists hard, clenched his teeth, got up and walked towards the airport.

The program that touches people's hearts will be over a little bit, and I will start to return to Jiangzhou Conservatory of Music immediately after finishing my last work there.

Starting from Jiangzhou Conservatory of Music, he led his own conservatory and became the No. [-] Conservatory of Music in Huaguo.

Let Huaguo become the world's largest classical music country!

I will inherit Zhou Renguang's will and let people all over the world know.

Hua Guo, in addition to its own strong culture, can also play in their field, which is stronger than them!

　You can also see that this place is a line I added temporarily, and I wrote two chapters after seeing Zhou Renguang's death.

　　I struggled with this place for a long time, and finally decided to intersperse such a small plot in the middle of the matter of "Sound into the Heart".

　　It also happened to set an ambition for the protagonist at this place, and set a clear goal for the Huaguo Academy.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)