world number one pianist

Chapter 307 Imperial Hotel
"Big man?"

He Shen looked at the person in charge standing aside, his eyes slightly wrinkled, he repeated it unclearly, and asked again: "What big man? Do I know him?"

"It's Barenboim! Daniel Barenboim!"

The person in charge of He Shen was going crazy. He stood still and kept walking, his eyes flickering wildly.

He looked at He Shen and said incoherently: "He, do you know Barenboim? Forget it, you must know, what am I talking nonsense to you, you all play the piano, how could you not know?"

"I can't calm myself down now, Barenboim! The legend who is walking now, the king of music, Barenboim! Beethoven's textbook, Barenboim! He is here !"

"So?" He Shen stretched out his hand to let the three students standing in front of him go aside, handed the music score to the three of them, got up and rubbed his wrist, walked to the backstage door and looked at the auditorium outside.

The auditorium is almost full. Looking at it roughly, at least [-]% of the people are already there.

There were so many people sitting there that it was almost full.

However, among these people, he did not see Barenboim.

At least, there was no him in front of the auditorium.

He Shen closed the door, turned his head to the person in charge behind him, and said calmly with no expression on his face.

"Does it make any difference if he comes or not? I'm going to keep playing at full strength anyway, it doesn't make any difference."

"No, He! You don't understand! This is a very important opportunity! An opportunity that can let you take off directly! If you seize this opportunity, you can become the top musician just like Lang! Become the top musician! pianist!"

The person in charge was so excited that he couldn't speak clearly. He took a few breaths and calmed himself down for a long time before opening his mouth.

"He, do you know something called a music group?"

"Barenboim, he has his own music group behind him! It is a circle where many top musicians gather together! A large group that only top musicians can join!"

"This thing is only available in the beautiful country, and it is available in Europe, but it is rare."

"The main purpose of the music group is to share the resources of everyone, the orchestra behind each person communicates with each other, and the advancement of music resources!"

"For example, the arrangement of a certain concert hall! Arrange when you can use the concert hall! Arrange the vacancy of the concert hall!"

"You have to know that each of their subordinates has several concert halls! They can control the schedule of the concert hall!"

"If you can get into Barenboim's music group, we, Deutsche Grammophon, won't have to push you so hard over the beautiful country!"

"Because Barenboim has a lot of resources in the beautiful country!"

"The Chicago Philharmonic Orchestra is his orchestra! Besides, in Europe, he also owns the Paris Orchestra and Berlin State Orchestra!"

"The Iron Lady allocated [-] million euros to him to repair the Berlin State Concert Hall! You can definitely see his status in the world's music circles from this place!"

"This has gone beyond his circle and gone to the whole world!"

"If you can get his appreciation! Then, you will go a long way! You will have a lot to go!"

The person in charge was extremely excited, he wished he could push He Shen to the concert stage now, bring He Shen in front of Barenboim, and let Barenboim take a good look at He Shen.

Unfortunately, now he just heard that Barenboim is on the European side, and that he is going to come to Vienna's Golden Hall tonight to listen to the newcomer He Shen's concert.

Don't know anything else.

Not even where Barenboim was sitting.

He Shen looked at the person in charge in front of him, sighed slowly, shook his head, and said something casually in Hua Guo dialect.

"If you have a destiny, you must have it. There is no time in your destiny. Don't force it."

"It doesn't matter, if you can meet it, it's a blessing, if you can't, forget it..."

After all, He Shen didn't explain to him, regardless of the bewildered and inexplicable expression of the person in charge, he walked directly to the back door of the concert hall.

He Shen stood at the door, looked at the staff around him, nodded slightly at him, and asked.

"can we start?"

"Wait a minute, let me ask."

The staff did not open the door. Opening the door now can easily cause the audience to mistakenly think it is the opening.

Therefore, he quickly used the walkie-talkie in his pocket and spoke a few words to the people outside the court.

After speaking in southern German that He Shen didn't understand for a long time, he nodded slowly.

"Hello, it's ready. The people inside are already full, and the ticket inspectors have confirmed that everyone has arrived ahead of time. The time is almost up, so you can start right away!"

"Then let's start directly." He Shen nodded.

The staff immediately nodded: "Okay!"

After all, the staff sent a few messages to the person in charge of the background.

Not long after, the lights in the concert hall gradually dimmed, and the lights on the stage immediately became extremely bright.

A beam of shining lights shines on the concert hall!

After waiting for a while, the staff immediately opened the door.

After He Shen tidied up his clothes a bit, he stepped out.

Whoa!
Thunderous applause!

Everyone applauded vigorously off the stage.

They looked at He Shen with excitement in their eyes.

The reputation of He Shen's previous concerts has already been established in Europe.

As he played more and more times, the music full of passion and perfection shocked almost everyone firmly.

His word of mouth continued to expand, and before he finally came to Vienna, he successfully made the Golden Hall of Vienna his home stadium!

Everyone is looking forward to He Shen's performance, and what kind of Beethoven He Shen can show them.

After playing by so many top Beethoven players, what kind of height can He Shen reach?
Can they, who are in the city of music, feel a little bit of surprise.

They are full of anticipation!
And He Shen's expression was extremely calm, he looked at the concert hall in front of him, and quickly swept across.

The Vienna Golden Hall is a shape similar to a shoe box, and the whole is rectangular. Except for the function directly below, the others are small private rooms distributed on both sides.

It is an old-fashioned structure, but the acoustics are very good, and there will be no problems.

He Shen raised his head and glanced at the audience around him.

The light above his head was very bright, shining in front of him, allowing him to see the scenery in front of him, but he couldn't see it very clearly.

But just scanning like this, scanning the faces of most people, He Shen felt that the Barenboim in his memory did not appear.

No matter in the best middle position, or in a small private room with excellent privacy.

Neither seemed to see Barenboim.

He Shen didn't feel any surprise or disappointment, instead he let out a long and slow breath.

Just like what he said to the person in charge before.

When there is a hit, there must be a hit, and when there is no hit, there will be nothing.

If there is no Barenboim, there is no way for me to go to the beautiful country and open up the classical music market there?
Do not!
First of all, without mentioning He Shen, you can contact Lang Liangyue to see if he has any ability to help. Everyone is from Huaguo, so normal help can still be done.

Moreover, the Deutsche Grammophon company behind He Shen is not as weak as the person in charge said before.

Although Deutsche Grammophon's influence in the beautiful country is not particularly strong, this does not mean that the Deutsche Grammophone magazine does not have any influence in the beautiful country!
It's just that it may be a little slower, and the highest-level performance specifications will not be obtained so quickly.

Slower and faster, it doesn't matter to He Shen.

He is only 28 now.

For a pianist, the peak time is from the age of 20 to the age of 30.

If the basic skills are strong and there are not many problems with my body.

This peak time can continue to be extended backwards!

It is entirely possible that like Argerich, at the age of 90, he can still play some works that consume a lot of energy like a young man in his 20s.

Thinking of this place, He Shen couldn't help but smile. Amid the applause of everyone, he bowed slowly and gracefully, turned around and sat on the seat.

The finger was raised, paused slightly in the air, and then fell gently.

when……

when……

when……

The wrist trembled slightly, and a feeling of extreme tranquility emerged spontaneously.

Without any subtitles, all the audience sitting here know exactly what kind of work this work is!
Beethoven, pastoral!

It represents the key work of Beethoven's early transformation.

He Shen played on the stage, the music was very clear and perfect, which made everyone sigh.

Their choice was indeed correct.

He Shen's performance is indeed very good, at least not inferior to those top players!

In the most luxurious box near the stage of Vienna's Golden Hall.

An old man with white hair was holding a cigar in his mouth, but he didn't open it, just hanging in his mouth.

Cross your legs over the platform.

The whole person seemed very relaxed.

Because the whole thing belongs to the chair leaning on the seat, so from the following online view, he can't be seen at all.

He listened to He Shen's performance without any movement, just listening.

With eyes closed, the cigar in his mouth dangling, he listened very quietly.

Beethoven Sonata, Pastoral.

Beethoven Sonata, The Tempest.

Intermission.

Beethoven Sonata, Dawn.

Beethoven Sonata, Passionate!
After the performance of all four works, He Shen stood up, and he only got up when the palm of his hand was thundering.

He got up to soothe his body, rubbed his shoulders a little, put on the suit hanging on the wall, staggered downstairs, and walked to the back door of the stage.

The staff in front of him were about to stop him, but when he saw his appearance, his eyes lit up immediately, he took a small step back, and opened the door respectfully.

click...

He Shen thanked the crowd five times from the stage, and played a small encore of two or three minutes, before turning back to the backstage.

He Shen looked at the three students in the background, without any change in expression, and said casually.

"How? Do you understand?"

When Zhang Wei heard He Shen's question, without any hesitation, he immediately picked up the music score in his hand, put it in front of He Shen, and asked.

"Understood, teacher, but I still have a question, that is, the place behind your garden, teacher, in the third bar of the second movement, I feel that this place can be played with a little more emotion, and what is written in this place is also F, it means to play it more strongly, why isn’t your playing so strong in your place, teacher?”

"This place is simple..."

Just when He Shen was about to explain, a separate applause suddenly sounded from behind He Shen.

Snapped!
Snapped!
Snapped!
Then, there was a series of extremely high-pitched tones.

"It's great! It's great! Not bad, Ho! I've heard a lot about you, and I finally saw you today. Everything you showed didn't disappoint me in the slightest, and even made me feel a surprise !"

He Shen turned his head, and a hale and hearty man in a black suit with white hair stood behind He Shen.

The person in charge who just came in from the backstage door was flipping through the materials in his hand, and was just about to say something to He Shen, when he saw the old man in front of him, he couldn't help being stunned, extremely excited, and lost his voice:
"Barenboim? Daniel Barenboim? You, aren't you?"

Before the person in charge finished speaking, Barenboim pointed to the music score in He Shen's hand and asked jokingly.

"Hey, what are you doing? Are you analyzing the score after the performance? Is it a little bit too late? You are doing this, which is completely unfit for a professional musician! Kind of unprofessional moral!"

"No, just teaching my students."

He Shen shook his head, turned to look at Zhang Wei beside him, and explained casually: "He just asked me why my interpretation of the crescendo in the third bar of the second movement of the Pastoral Sonata, and F, was so weak? This Shouldn't the place be crescendoing to an F?"

"Oh? He, then can you tell me how you answered?" Barenboim couldn't help raising his eyebrows slightly when he heard this place, leaning his body against the wall, picked up the unlit cigar in his hand, and put it on. in the mouth.

Just biting, no signs of puffing.

It's not that he doesn't smoke, but there are no smoking signs in the backstage of the concert hall.

As a top pianist and conductor, he still understands this.

He Shen looked at Barenboim like this, without any excited expression on his face because he saw a living legend.

After all, he has seen Argerich and Deng Songshan.

All the same, two arms and two legs.

Therefore, He Shen just spoke lightly.

"Because this is the second movement, the overall mood has nothing to do with this F. This F is a relative concept, not an absolute concept. A second thought."

"Hahahahaha, good! Very good! I like your explanation very much! For your students, it should be very clear, good, good!" Barenboim couldn't help laughing, clapping his hands He patted He Shen on the shoulder with a familiar expression.

He Shen was praised by Barenboim, and he didn't look proud either. He just threw the music score in his hand to Zhang Wei who was next to him, and after explaining it in Chinese to him, he, Li Hua, Wei Zijie and the three People rushed aside.

After the three walked aside, He Shen looked at Barenboim and asked.

"So, what do you want me to do?"

"It was because of a concert of my friend, my student Lang Liangyue, you should know him, he often told me about you, and my old friend, Schneider from Deutsche Grammophon, you should know him too? He used to I also mentioned you to me, so I came to have a look, I didn't expect you to give me such a big surprise!"

When Barenboim mentioned this place, he couldn't help but make an exaggerated expression. Looking at He Shen's appearance, there was no way to hide the smile on his face.

Barenboim stretched his hand forward, stretched out the watch on his wrist from his sleeve, glanced at the time on it, and nodded slightly.

"Aha, it's dinner time. I have an appointment at the nearby Imperial Hotel. Do you want to come? We just had a chat! Talk about your Beethoven, and my Beethoven!"

"After all, it's been a long time since I've heard the complete Beethoven sonatas that were rated very well by the judges and critics like you!"

"Back then, when I played the complete works of Beethoven's sonatas for the first time, I didn't have such comments from you. It wasn't until I played several times in the later period that I barely got a sliver of praise."

"How about it, do you want to hear my thoughts on the complete works of Beethoven, an old Beethoven performer? No matter who it is, I may not be able to tell him~"

“If you are not interested in music, the Vienna special Schnitzel at the Imperial Hotel is still very good!”

"If you are here for the first time, I highly recommend you try it, I like to order a tonkatsu every time I come here!"

He Shen couldn't help being taken aback when he heard this place, he didn't expect that Barenboim would invite him to the Imperial Hotel for dinner.

The Imperial Hotel is a well-known hotel in Vienna, where some of the biggest artists will live, and Barenboim is no exception.

Except He Shen.

He lived in a small hotel nearby, an ordinary hotel.

The reason is simple, he has no money.

He is poor.

Although he held a concert, he still had a little savings, but most of the savings were thrown away by He Shen on renting a house and buying a piano.

The Vienna Imperial Hotel here costs nearly 400 Euros for a single night with breakfast included.

Converted into soft sister coins, it is nearly 3000 yuan.

This is a double standard room, the cheapest room.

He Shen took a look at the price of his four-star hotel, which was more than 100 Euros a night. It was impossible for him to spend so much money to stay in this place for one night.

Not to mention eating at that place!
Therefore, after He Shen received Barenboim's invitation, he didn't think much about it at all. He asked the person in charge next to him to help take care of his students, and then said to Barenboim.

"Come on, I'd love to try the Wiener Schnitzel."

"Hahahaha, interesting, why, not bad! I like you very much! Your personality is different from Lang Liangyue. I feel that you have more of an artist's temperament than Lang Liangyue. You don't care about all the small things. It's not bad."

"Although it is impossible for you to want to be my student, I have to admit that I like you very much! Really!"

Barenboim didn't care about He Shen's attitude at all. He took He Shen to his private car and took him to the school located at No. 16 Carinth Ring Road, the first five-star building in Vienna. class hotel.

Imperial Hotel!

(End of this chapter)