Double King Concerto Op. 192

Finally, the new program was printed in black and white on the program list:

Mozart's Sonata for Two Pianos in D Major K448/375a (First Movement) - Performers: Yu Zhen, Moss

Coincidentally, University A, as an old school for more than a hundred years, has never had a double piano program at the school-level party.

So as soon as the news came out, the campus was boiling with discussions.

"Have you read the schedule on the forum? Yu Yingxiong can play the piano!"

"Is this just a gimmick? The list says that the show will be followed by an awards ceremony."

"Wu Cao seeks the truth! If it is true, I will pay double the price to buy a ticket to watch!"

"Moss actually agreed to cooperate with someone, maybe he is also a hero fan! Instantly, I feel that the distance between Minister Gao Lengmo and Minister Gao Lengmo has been shortened by more than a little bit, ah, thinking about it, I really feel a little shy~"

"I really want to ask my friends from the music department to ask me what is the difference between two pianos and four-hands, and is this piece awesome?"

The summoned music department is particularly restless——

"Mozart... Mozart... Mozart... No, no, male god, although your surname is Mo, but your painting styles don't match, don't match, don't match, Chopin is your true love, true love, true love, the important thing to say three all over!"

——Mozart: Blame me?

"Double piano programs rarely appear in the department's performances. The school is going to release them this time!"

——Music Department: Blame me?

"Is there a problem with the positions of the two names on the program list? Shouldn't the name of the lead singer of piano A be placed first?"

——Programme: Blame me?

"I just hope that Yu Yingxiong can cooperate better, the piano is not that simple, huh."

——Piano: Blame me?

"I really want to play with Mo Dashen, but the fan club is too scary to even think about it!"

——Fan: Blame me?

"Folk dance professional fainted in the toilet. [Manual goodbye]"

——Professional: Blame me?

"Coach, I want to learn piano!"

——The coach slapped him in the face: Ah, you want to learn everything!

The topic was heated up like this, but the person involved disappeared.

The detection radar system of all the students in the school was silent, and even the elite of the youth class who lived next to Yingxiong Yu and the deputy department who worked with Minister Mo kept silent about this matter——

"Huh? Yu Zhen? I haven't seen it. Playing the piano? I haven't heard of it."

"Huh? Minister? Meetings, work, and studies are normal, don't worry about it."

——So the school's annual art party came amidst such heated discussions.

Because a special person wanted to give a special program, on the day of the party, a miraculous phenomenon even appeared in the auditorium——

The students took the admission tickets and came in to find a seat, and at the same time began to spontaneously look for the target group, and finally the audience has automatically formed a group of people to sit around one or more piano majors from the music department or those who have learned the piano. The formation of the little friends of classical music.

Friends who don't understand classical music pat their chests: It doesn't matter if you are a layman, we have a stepping stone!

The buddy who is a stepping stone expressed his determination: don’t worry, we will try our best to explain it!

——It couldn't be more friendly and helpful!

Finally waited for Moss and Yu Chun's show.

Moss came to the center of the stage first in a black tuxedo, and he was tall and handsome.

——The girls in the audience screamed: Mo Nanshen, are you our master?

Moss: "..." No.

After bowing slightly to pay tribute to the audience, he raised his right arm and directed the light beam to the other side.

Wearing a white tuxedo, Yu Zhen slowly walked out from behind the curtain, with an angelic smile, clean and elegant.

——The noise from the audience set off another frenzy: Yu Yingxiong, please accept our knees!

Yu Chun: "..." Why do I need so many knees?

After bowing, the two held hands.

——The atmosphere was very enthusiastic, and it was almost impossible to hold.

Liang Hua, who was in charge of controlling the field, looked at the two people on stage, and then at the reaction off the field, and was a little worried: The more shocking thing is behind, you are so excited now, what will happen next?urgent!Wait online!

Liang Hua's worries are by no means unfounded, and can even be said to be very prescient.

When Yu Zhen and Moss took the positions of piano A and piano B respectively, the door-stepping friends lost their voices collectively, staring at the stage with wide eyes, their minds were in chaos, and only a few bright red characters were left to scroll and play— —

fog!Grass!this!one!Certainly!yes!exist!Do!Dream!

The onlookers who didn't know the truth winked at the door-knocking friends one after another: Is it swollen?Please explain!

A few relatively calm stepping stone friends thought of the mission on their shoulders and quickly returned to their posts. After confirming that there was no problem with their eyesight, they began to throw deep water at the onlookers: "This piece is really the lead, and Moss cooperates with it. .”

As a result, all the onlookers in the audience were instantly stunned, their minds were in chaos, and only a few bright red characters were left to scroll and play——

fog!Grass!this!No!division!study!

Wucao began to cry, expressing her innocence: Hey, hey, he is very scientific without dreaming, and the bad guys like Ni Tan will bully him, so he is not happy!

Wen Lulu, the main planner and host of this event, was very pleased to see this scene: This is indeed a normal reaction of the people, and we also reacted the same way when we learned that Gao Leng Mo Gan was a green leaf last time—this shows that everyone They are normal people, only those two brats on stage are abnormal.

The last time I watched Moss play Rachmaninoff's Piano Concerto No. 18 in C Minor Op. The backbones of the school's literature and art department in [-]" are proud, with small chests: Miehaha, the debut show of the two is us, don't be too envious~!

Yu Zhen adjusted his posture, looked at the eighteenth piece, saw him nodding to himself, so he also nodded, raised his hand and began to play the tune that he had already mastered by heart.

—Okay, let the feast begin.

Notes flowed through the black and white keys through the fingertips, and the sound of the piano jumped and soon filled the entire auditorium.

Free, flow, jump, spin.

——bring a taste of sunshine to this night.

The layman who didn't know the truth closed his eyes and shook his head to the music, imagining himself running in the sun, waving to the blue ticket, green ticket and good motor oil behind him and shouting "Come, come, come and chase me".

The stepping stone buddy was so shocked that he couldn't even say "fog grass", his heart was roaring.

— Are you kidding me? !One Moss is fine, anyway, he is a gold medal winner in a certain youth piano competition, so what's the situation with Yu Yingxiong playing like this?More contagious than Moss, oh my god please tell me it's not real!

The clouds floated in the sky, and he put on a big smiling face: accept the reality, kid, hehehe.

Comrade Mayor couldn't help nodding, and quietly turned his body to the principal and said with emotion: "Ah, this brave student is really not simple, and the younger generation is formidable."

The principal also nodded, and said modestly, "Where are you young people, there is a lot of room for improvement, and we will cultivate them well", but he was very satisfied in his heart, sitting next to the mayor and feeling cute.

The Dean of the School of Architecture and the Dean of the School of Music sat together, one thought "Look, these are all students from our department", and the other thought "Hmph, these are all the elites who came out of me". On the face of it, it is proud to hold your head high in front of a group of deans.

In the second half of the song, the stepping stone friends returned to their normal hearts one after another, and they were so moved that they were about to cry amidst the sound of the piano.

Some laymen who had been waiting for the explanation were very anxious, shaking their legs and winking desperately: The layman calls the stepping stone, the layman calls the stepping stone, please reply if you receive it, please reply if you receive it.

However, the stepping stone partner was immersed in the world of music, too focused on the sound of the piano spinning, jumping, running and dancing in the auditorium, and the signal was completely interrupted.

So the layman was about to cry while shaking his legs, staring helplessly at the two people and two pianos gathered by the lights above the stage, and suddenly felt an inexplicable warmth in his heart.

—Ah, they are shining!

The staff of the school's literature and art department breathed a sigh of relief: seeing the situation, the party is only one step away from a complete success, and as long as there are no mistakes in the future-the hard work of these days is not in vain!

For this program, Wen Lulu not only sent two application reports to the school to request hardware support, but also specially vacated the entire auditorium for the two people's running-in training for the shocking final effect, and even wanted to invite a professional teacher from the music department Come and give advice.

Yu Zhen has nothing to do, Moss said that Yu Zhen is happy.

Liang Hua knew the level of the two people in front of him, and ordinary teachers really couldn't help them.So not only did he try his best to convince the old dean who was so easy to get out of the mountain, but he also listened openly on the grounds that he wanted to monitor the progress and follow the study.

The old dean had listened to Moss's performance, and had a good idea of ​​Moss's level, so first he asked Yu Zhen to play a piece of music that could reflect his level to listen to.

Yu Zhen looked at the old dean, then at Moss, momentarily unable to make up his mind what to play.

——How do you choose a song that reflects your level?The teacher never let me participate in the competition, so he didn't help me choose the song.

Seeing that Yu Zhen was frowning and looking a little helpless, and seeing that the old dean had waited for a long time without seeing the child, Moss was getting impatient, so after thinking about it, he called the child.

Two seconds later, "Rondo of Imagination" came out melodiously from Yu Zhen's shoulder bag, and then quickly disappeared.

Inspired by this, Yu Chun raised an angelic smile and asked the old director, "Is "The Anger of Losing a Penny" okay?"

The old dean was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a smile after realizing it.

——This brat, if you insist on calling him by his nickname, will Beethoven cry?

So the child also responded with a smile, sat down in front of the piano and played happily.

This time, even Wen Lulu, who followed quietly but didn't understand classical music, was shocked.

- Power, speed, passion.

She didn't know what the child was playing, but Yu Zhen in front of the piano really made her feel the magic of music: the hands that were clasped were not hallucinations, the sudden and flickering mood was not hallucinations, and even the occasional heartbeat A pain is not an illusion.

——Just like what Qiu Weiran and Moss said, she seemed to see the light emanating from Yu Zhen's body. The light was so dazzling that it made people want to cry, but she couldn't bear to close her eyes, and she couldn't bear to look away.

When Yu Zhen finished playing the last note, the audience was so quiet that even a needle could be heard falling to the ground.

Moss didn't speak, Liang Hua forgot to speak, and Wen Lulu didn't dare to speak.

The old dean wanted to shout "br□□o", but felt that his throat was tight and he couldn't make a sound.

——So the old dean excitedly raised his hands and applauded.

Children of this level should not be unknown, and should not even be delayed in the country.

——If Liang Hua is a talent and Moss is a genius, then Yu Chun can only be described as a ghost.

So the first thing the old director asked after he was able to speak was not Yu Zhen's name, not Yu Zhen's age, or even who Yu Zhen studied under, but "Why are you still here?"

—Why are you still here?

——Why don't you go to Europe for further study and bring your music to the world?

——You are the darling of music, why waste the precious wealth that God bestows on you?

Yu Zhen looked at the old dean in confusion, then looked at Moss and Liang Hua helplessly.

Moss shook his head slightly and remained silent.

Liang Hua lowered her head, she couldn't see her expression clearly, she didn't know what she was thinking.

The author has something to say:

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#Let’s talk about the definition of the three talents in my heart first. #

#Talent has the feeling of cultivating talents, and talents need to be cultivated the day after tomorrow. #

#genius, first of all you have to be talented, and secondly you have to train the day after tomorrow, otherwise you will end up like "everyone is lost" in "Injury Zhongyong".Of course, the final state reached is also related to the day after tomorrow, so it is not necessarily higher than the height reached by talents. #

#The most difficult thing to describe is the ghost. I personally think that the ghost is not just a matter of talent.To use an analogy, everyone may know that there is a word called obsession, but if you can break through the barrier after becoming a demon, then the level you have reached at this moment is simply inhuman.That's right, the ghosts in the district's heart are so amazing-first of all, their talent can only be described as "this is unscientific", second, they are not only alive but they are living well, and finally their realm is unmatched. #

#If represented by a number axis, with 0 as the boundary, ordinary people can reach +50 at most [that is, the value range is [0, 50]], and the starting point of a genius is about +100 [the value range is [100, +)], As for the symmetry between the domain of the ghost and the domain of the genius, yes, the negative interval, and the starting point is at -100 and it keeps shrinking [the value range is (-,-100] like this].#

#Did you accidentally expose yourself as a science monk? #