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【Chopin and Liszt in Etudes】

"If Liszt is by your side, ready to play the piano with you, what will you do?"

"Ha, Liszt? Of course, open the piano cover and put it on directly. You must not show your timidity in front of the king of the piano—I even think that you can directly use Rachmaninoff's "Second Piano Concerto" as an opening. "

"What a... genius idea."

"Don't you think it's very interesting, Aurora? I have a hunch that if there is such a day, this show may end like this: Liszt may ask me for the score on the spot, occupy my piano directly, and then "Pull Two" After going through it once, I will immediately give me a Liszt-style arrangement in return."

"..."

"Well, how do you think he will play "La II", is it like this, or is it like this?"

In the green age when she was learning the piano, Aurora also had a wild discussion with her friends who played the piano.The girl's completely uninhibited fantasies impressed her as much as her ardent piano playing.

So much so that now, Liszt is really sitting next to him—a living, talking, master who can play the piano—after Aurora's mind went blank for a moment, what suddenly emerged was such a young conversation.

What piece to play for the king of piano?

The girl's hand trembled suddenly.

She seemed to be able to call "pathe queiii" free of herself, and Beethoven's "Piano Concerto No. [-]" in the mambo style, and the other party had already listened to it all outside the window...

God, what is the inspection of the piano?

Just like the tutors in the past-no, how could the tutor sit on the same piano bench with the students and listen to the homework feedback?

It should be struck by the piano master from the side. After all, it is such a "scratch" Beethoven... Liszt, who respects the ancestor of the music saint, must be questioning my music aesthetics.

"Don't be nervous at all, how about just treating me like a big rag doll?"

Seeing those gentle eyes, Aurora was infected by the affinity emanating from the blonde pianist's smile.She heard him tilt his head and speak humorously, and realized that the terrible situation she imagined never existed.

What he meant by sitting here was simply that "Liszt wants to watch you play the piano up close".

When Aurora was thinking about what piece to play, the brief confrontation between her fiancé and the pianist made her laugh—especially after seeing François’s face full of surprises, she swore that she had never imagined that Mr. Writer’s face Expressions can be so vivid.

She should be able to understand Francois' concerns. He should be afraid that her friend's familiarity will make her unable to adapt.

Mr. Fiance is really a gentle and considerate gentleman. Later, she must play him a few more pieces he likes to thank him—Francois brought her Liszt—even if she is rejected by the Paris Music Association. It's worth it a hundred times!

"Francois, I have nothing to do with you. You can sit on the sofa for a while. How about I serve you gingerbread after playing?"

The girl turned her head to ask the people around her, calling her name directly as he expected.

"F...Frantz, do you want to name something in particular?"

Specified track?

Liszt was a little stunned.

He has never been someone who has clear answers easily.Especially when it comes to piano music, a lot of options rush into his mind in an instant.If possible, he would be very willing to let Aurora play them from beginning to end, but thinking about a friend whose complexion has already turned pale...

"You can choose whatever you like. How about playing something you like first to enter the state, and then play the first piece for me?"

A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and the blond Apollo clapped his hands happily, coming up with a brilliant idea.

"Since playing the tune for me...Aurora, let me give you a test, how about using a tune to express 'Liszt in your eyes'?"

What a great idea.You can not only listen to the piano, but also look at your friend's face to change your mood.

Liszt looked at Luo and thought for a moment, then raised his hands, anticipating the upcoming music even more in his heart.

"Frantz, please allow me to wake up my left hand in the time of one song."

The girl raised her left hand with a smile and shook her fingers, then rested her hands on the keys, acquiescing to his proposal.

roar.

Starting from the rapid decomposition of chords in octaves and finger turning, the left hand began to stretch and stretch freely on the keyboard tirelessly.The fast performance did not bring about an imbalance of power. Instead, she handled the accompaniment not loudly, forming just the right contrast with the bright and clear melody brought out by her right hand.The sound field is majestic, but has distinct layers.

Liszt's eyes lit up, and his ears began to enjoy it after just one opening.

It's Czerny's etude at the original speed.The teacher's set of etudes must be performed at a sufficient speed to show an extraordinary and charming posture.All the weight, the in and out of the phrase, and even the timing of the pedal are all carefully controlled by the pianist.

This kind of playing is fully mature enough to be performed directly in the salon.

So, what was Fried's real intention in calling me here?

Letter of recommendation?As long as the Poles say this thing, he can write a dozen to him-after all, friends have the most picky ears.

Liszt glanced at the hands that were busy on the keyboard but not in the slightest panic. He quietly got up amidst the sonorous phrases, and was about to sit back beside Chopin.

He had a hunch that if she was still sitting on the piano bench for the next song, it would definitely limit the girl's performance.

It's not the ladies in the upper class of Paris who show off the piano as a talent, but Aurora is playing the piano in the state of a pianist.

Before Liszt could take a step, the moon suddenly rose and enveloped him in front of the piano.

Their eyes collided, and he and Chopin saw shock in each other's eyes at the same time.

The mist was blown away by the wind, and the rising moon sprinkled its brilliance on the lake, and all the turbulence became calm, leaving only the rippling brilliance.

No. 740 of Czerny's 12 etude, a piece with Beethoven's romantic style, can be transferred to Chopin through subtle touch processing?

This interpretation is clearly the charm of the Polish nocturne - so harmonious and elegant.

He got it.

He came here to be shown off - this young lady who plays the piano has perfectly understood Chopin's aesthetics.

Seeing Chopin on the sofa with his eyes closed and the corners of his mouth slightly bent, Liszt's heart tightened for no reason.

He asked Aurora to play herself in her eyes. Could it be that in the girl's piano song, he would be put on a whole set of traditional Polish costumes?

"If there was a song to describe you, Franz, I think it would be this."

Rapidly descending passages of chords and syncopations, gradually climbing to bursts, alternate with ascending phrases.The octave two-tone lyrical theme, with dotted melody and fast accompaniment, throws a fire into the peaceful room, and instantly ignites a high flame.

Phrases in the left hand require quick jumps and shifts in the right, but Aurora handles them without difficulty.The stormy finger drop, the dynamics and the collision of the keys awaken those wild notes from the strings.Brilliant dazzling skills and more melodic musical ideas are intertwined and flourishing, turning into the most turbulent waves in the sea of ​​notes.Give all the essentials to the grand, gentle, and hot, all of which are true.

No Beethoven, no Czerny, no Chopin - just Liszt.

This is his tenth etude, in F minor.

He seemed to hear another self talking to him.Except for himself, almost no one is willing to play his etudes for Liszt.

"Just like in the song, Franz, splendor, poetry, romance can all come together in you. In your music, I hear passion, passion for everything, and now that's the only way I can describe you .”

At the end of the song, Liszt saw Aurora slowly lowering her arms in front of the piano. After she calmed down, she explained to him the reason for choosing the song.

"Girl, I heard that you like Chopin and have always favored his pieces?"

The lonely soul seems to have found a bosom friend. God knows how happy Liszt is to hear such a brilliant performance.Chopin would have been willing to play them with him at the beginning of the friendship, but Polish tastes have become more and more sophisticated, and these pieces have long been neglected.

"You have said such beautiful things to me, how about playing Liszt instead? My dear Aurora, what a waste to play only Chopin—"

Oh, I'm too excited, as if I accidentally overdid it?

Even if his back was turned to a friend, Liszt didn't need to turn around to confirm that the Polish man's eyes already wanted to show a knife.

"Frantz Liszt, after listening to the piano, you can handle the letter of recommendation. Also, please move your toes and think of Mary's ardent expectations... Do I need to remind you of your poor memory? My dear friend, She is still waiting for you to go back and have dinner with me!"

Sure enough, it's never too late to rant.

Listen to this lame reason... Frederick, you just don't dare to prove yourself at the piano.

Oops, I seem to be really angry.

Dear Fried, are you so eager to make me disappear once Franz is worthless?

Oh--

Ruthless and most Polish!

Aurora looked at Francois who was silently destroying the gingerbread one bite at a time, and remembered that her fiancé blurted out a very lethal word just now. As a result, there were only the two of them left in the living room.

You must know that Mr. Liszt "has an appointment" and the piano test is over, so he has no reason to stay any longer.

The ladylike image of a girl is gone.She lay prone on the dining table, resting her face on her palms, watching the plate in front of the young man slowly become empty.

He seemed to have been in a low mood since she started playing the piano, especially after Liszt took a large bag of gingerbread when she left, he was so unhappy that he refused to speak.

Francois and Franz should be very good friends, right?

Playing with each other, dismantling each other, but at the same time talking to each other... Caring is a strange harmony.

"Aurora, why are you smiling all the time? Are you so happy to see that pianist?"

"It was a real pleasure to see Franz—"

"..."

"But I smile because of you, François."

The young man was finally willing to put down the dinner plate, and the girl's smile became more serene.

"because I?"

"Yes, because you eat gingerbread, which is very beautiful."

The youth across the table seemed to be stagnant for breathing.He quickly lowered his head, as if he wanted to stare at the plate in front of him.

Aurora found that François was so shy that she was almost burned by his heat.

"Francois, from the very beginning, you disapproved of Franz sitting next to me. You don't seem to want me to play four hands with him at all?"

The girl simply leaned forward and put most of herself on the dining table.

She pushed away the plate of gingerbread, forcing the young man to look at her.

"Francois, do you... want to play the piano with me?"

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