world number one pianist

Chapter 72 Pure Urtext
He Shen was not satisfied directly like this. He walked to the conductor's seat, not paying attention to Wang Jianguo's eyes, and took his own music book from in front of him, flipped through it, and frowned slightly.

The orchestra gave him a great feeling, but it was still a little bit short, and he didn't know what it was.

He Shen took out a lollipop from his pocket, carefully tore off his coat, and tried to think about the problem just now with the help of the sweet taste in his mouth.

Wang Jianguo looked at the lollipop He Shen was biting, and asked in a low voice.

"What's wrong? Are you not satisfied with the first movement? Do you need to do it all over again?"

As soon as his voice came out, all the musicians around immediately glared at each other.

How can you say such things at this time?What if the big devil really wants to come back?They really don't want to suffer the same crime just now.

He Shen didn't directly agree to Wang Jianguo, but looked at the music score in his hand, and he opened his mouth when everyone was about to relax.

"Again."

"it is good……"

Everyone wailed, but it was fine. Their strong professionalism made them immediately pick up the instruments in their hands and put them in a fixed position, waiting for He Shen's command.

He Shen looked at the music score and found out where he felt wrong. Instead of asking everyone to start from the beginning, he prepared to enter from the place he guessed.

He felt that just now, it should be that the comparison in a certain place was not done properly, which caused the subsequent emotions to be so different, and the emotions were not connected.

"From section 203 to section 210, I start from the place where you and I go hand in hand. Pay attention to the harmony between me and let the harmony colors gradually overlap. Don't overlap so fast. The comparison between the two themes should be exaggerated. , pay attention to distinguish between bright and warm feelings."

"it is good!"

Although they didn't want to do it again, they still nodded.

Seeing that he had an opportunity, Wang Jianguo immediately picked up his baton, walked to the podium, gave He Shen a look, and made a pre-shoot for everyone.

when!
The sound of the band and the piano sounded at the same time. With the deepening of He Shen's piano, the colors given by the band became warmer.

Like the sun, from bright to slightly warm, the gradual superimposition of harmonious colors allows He Shen to achieve the desired effect in one go.

He Shen nodded in satisfaction after playing this piece until the end.

"Not bad!"

Before everyone had time to catch their breath, He Shen continued to speak.

"Since you are all in good condition, let's check the first movement again, and after confirming that it is correct, we will start the second movement."

"???"

Everyone almost didn't catch their breath.

Isn't this person tired?Doesn't he get tired at all when he plays the piano?
Although it's a rehearsal, he doesn't need to be so nervous, but he should also have a time when his spirit is relaxed, just joking with everyone, how good it is to rehearse cheerfully, why is he so serious?

It's a pity that they have no way to accuse He Shen of being serious, they can only continue to practice with He Shen.

Soon, after countless repetitions and revisions, He Shen finally managed to feel a little bit satisfied with his playing.

It's a pity that this orchestra is still a little short and can't meet the kind of requirements he wants.

If there is a more professional-level orchestra that cooperates perfectly with him, the presentation effect of this music may be even better.

The members of that group of bands also noticed this problem very clearly, their faces were a little bit bitter, and their expressions were very uncomfortable.

Once again they touched their own ceiling, their own uppermost shackles, shackles from which they could not escape.

Most of the time, they have no way to meet He Shen's request, they can only let He Shen's request drop again and again, to a level that they are a little bit unacceptable.

This feeling is very uncomfortable, as if hitting their self-esteem with a hammer.

Before He Shen came, they still thought they were the most powerful band in Jiangzhou, as long as there were no other foreign bands, they would be the biggest.

If there is a second orchestra, then it may be the Jiangzhou Song and Dance Troupe.

A small Golden Piano Award, although it is the highest level award in China, but because the contestants are all young people, they don't have such a high understanding of life, so their level is relatively average.

For this kind of people, they feel from the beginning that they don't need to spend too much effort to play well.

But now, they met He Shen and realized their problem.

No matter how powerful they are, they are only Jiangzhou. Although Jiangzhou is very powerful, it is completely incomparable with Zhongzhou and Haicheng, but they think that Jiangzhou is the best in the world, and they are arrogant.

And the Jiangzhou No. [-] Orchestra couldn't meet the requirements of a young musician who wasn't very young.

What a shame.

Wang Jianguo looked at the group of colleagues whose atmosphere was gradually getting low, and when He Shen finished playing the last movement, which was the conductor of the third movement, he walked up to He Shen, looked at the score in He Shen's hand, and asked in a low voice.

"Well, I'm sorry, but I think... can you lend me your notes, I don't think I understand Chopin's First Concerto well enough, so..."

"can."

He Shen nodded. What he can do for this orchestra is still to the extreme, and then there are a few high-level members who go further, such as the chief woodwind, the chief violin, and so on.

It may not be of any help to those ordinary members.

And when these principals are playing as a team, their effect on the entire orchestra is very limited.

Therefore, giving this score to the conductor and letting the conductor go a step further may have a better effect on the orchestra.

Seeing that He Shen agreed to give him the music score, Wang Jianguo couldn't help showing a smile, and then waved to the person in charge of sundries nearby, asking him to bring a book and hand it to He Shen.

"This is Chopin's Piano Concerto No. [-] and the score of Chopin's Piano Concerto No. [-], the original score, without any personal additions, as a gift for you to give me this score."

"..."

He Shen took the book, looked at the Urtext written on it, the pure version, or the Polish version, and couldn't help showing a hint of surprise in his eyes.

The price of Urtext in foreign countries is basically tens of euros. This Polish pure version is more expensive. The publisher is very particular about each position of the note, and will also specifically consider whether the overall beauty is beautiful and whether it can be watched by the player. Comfortable, whether it will make the player look tired and other issues.

If this book is bought in China, it will cost several hundred yuan, and it may not be available.

He Shen felt that he was earning a lot of money by using his own full-marked notation and giving someone else a pure original notation, and a smile could not help but appear on the corner of his mouth.

"Thank you."

"fine."

Wang Jianguo waved his hand, then froze suddenly.

He saw the two contestants waiting anxiously behind the rehearsal hall.

Not one, but two, which proves that...

Wang Jianguo looked at the clock in the room and slapped himself on the head suddenly.

It's over, it's already past seven o'clock, if all the people behind are finished, at least it will be in the early morning, and there will be other contestants the next day.

Seeing Wang Jianguo whose mouth was drooping gradually and his aura getting lower and lower, He Shen wisely pulled Zhao Zitong away first.

(End of this chapter)