[Yu Huang] The Pontoon Bridge of Dreams

There has always been a tradition in the college. Every year before the winter and summer vacations, the school’s orchestra will hold a recital, which can be regarded as a summary of the results of a semester. Because the main targets are students, the selection of songs and forms are relatively free. Teachers will not Interference, everything is decided by the orchestra itself.

One year, a public vote was held on the campus BBS. Facts have proved that this method is not advisable at all, because the names of the musicians are all fixed. No one paid any attention to it, they followed dozens of pages of posts, all of them were strange requests, and the violinist is the most likely to attract firepower at this time, why strongly demand that Huang Shaotian perform the drone sprint within 1 minute, want to see Liu Xiaotian Don't imitate David Garret wearing headphones, there are only a few votes for serious voting options, and the one with the most votes is Frank Xiaozhao. When Huang Shaotian was notified, his heart went cold.

The one who was more irritable than him was Wang Jiexi, the conductor and head of the orchestra. Looking at the messy pile of votes, he felt deeply distressed, and that he would never listen to the proposals of those girls in the orchestra next year. , all unreliable.

In the end, they decided on the repertoire internally. This year’s repertoire is nothing new. Among them, "Four Seasons" is versatile for any occasion and can be used for thousands of years. To meet the occasion, they only rehearsed the Allegro part in summer, and played it for a while during the rehearsal. The air conditioner in the hall was still broken, so a group of them huddled in the somewhat old orchestra pit, sweating profusely to express the heat of summer, and deeply felt what it means to be self-inflicted.

Fortunately, the air conditioner was repaired shortly before the performance, and Huang Shaotian felt lucky standing in the background.Because this is also an official performance held by the school every year, they still have to wear formal attire. While tugging at his neckline, he chatted with Zheng Xuan: "I have always envied two kinds of people, those who play the piano and those who play the violin Girl, I won’t talk about the former and the latter... how nice it is not to have to dress like this to play the violin! Up to now, every time I perform, I still feel that this collar may choke me at any time, maybe it’s because of my overtone When it got to the very end, tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk

He let go of Zheng Xuan and helped him see if the collar was crooked, and Zheng Xuan straightened it up for him casually, and said, "Speak less, and you will die of thirst when the performance begins."

The two of them just happened to be standing in front of the mirror, and Fang Rui, who was playing the clarinet, poked his head out: "Hey, you two step aside, I can't see my heroic appearance anymore." Intoxicated a bit.

"Who can see your heroic posture when you sit so far back, the woodwinds? Hahahaha, everyone is looking at mine, okay?" Huang Shaotian also imitated Fang Rui's way and stroked his hair.

Then the two started arguing about whose heroic appearance attracted more attention.

Zheng Xuan, who was watching, felt very tired, and just wanted to hold his piano and sleep for a while.

On the other side, Su Mucheng and Chu Yunxiu, who were in charge of the double bass, were hugging each other affectionately, looking at the screen of the mobile phone without knowing what they were laughing at, completely unaware that they were about to perform on stage.The violinist Liu Xiaobie, who was sitting next to them on the storage box with earphones, was still beating time with his feet to the melody in the earphones, and was still flipping through a book, but no one except those who knew him on the first day He would think that what Liu Xiaobie was listening to was solfeggio materials or concertos of any size, and what he was reading was Karl Flesh's textbooks.

So Wang Jiexi took a stack of scores and looked at this group of people who were doing their own thing in the room without any sense of tension before the performance, feeling very tired.

"Why are you here so late?" Zhang Xinjie, who was sitting in the front row to the left, asked in a low voice. The concert hall had just announced the start time, and there were still about 15 minutes left.

The person who just rushed over lowered his head and put his backpack under his feet, then sat down on the only empty seat left, probably because he rushed over in a hurry, his forehead was a little sweaty, he smiled apologetically at Zhang Xinjie : "The student union suddenly had something to do, and waited in line outside for a while."

"Huang Shaotian's solo is the second one." Zhang Xinjie said, and handed him a list of tonight's repertoire.

"Thank you." He took it, and before he had time to look at it, he felt someone on the back of the seat suddenly approaching.

"Hey, Lao Lin, is this the student you recommended?" Ye Xiu lowered his voice and asked the human being next to him. Then Lin Jingyan, who was sitting on his left, who was looking at his phone, raised his head and saw the person in the front row who was looking back together. The two students replied: "Yes, this is Yu Wenzhou. I asked him to watch Huang Shaotian's performance first. You have seen Zhang Xinjie before."

Yu Wenzhou smiled at Ye Xiu when he heard the words, "Hello, Teacher Ye."

Just as Ye Xiu was about to answer, the lights in the concert hall were turned off, and the performance was about to start.

So Ye Xiu nodded to Yu Wenzhou to say that we will talk after the performance, and sat down again.

The curtain on the stage slowly opened, and the lights came down from above to illuminate the entire stage. The conductor was Wang Jiexi. They had met each other a few times before but they were not very familiar. Then his eyes moved to the left, the principal violin, Huang Shaotian.

The ticket for tonight was given to him by Zhang Xinjie, because Yu Wenzhou mainly came to see Huang Shaotian, so he specially chose a seat close to the left side of the stage, and now they can see him up close as long as they look up, because the seat is in the front row, So even the expression on his face and the small movements before the performance can be clearly seen.

But in fact, there are no superfluous expressions and small movements. Huang Shaotian is like any professional player, with a serious and serious expression. He checked his bow again, adjusted the shoulder pads, and then set up the piano, waiting for the conductor to start at any time. instruct.

After the first concerto, there was Huang Shaotian's solo and Yisay's third solo. The other musicians temporarily put down their instruments. Huang Shaotian stopped for a moment, moved his neck slightly, and then frowned slightly, but These were all instantaneous, and he quickly adjusted his state, and then started the sonata.

As far as the composition technique is concerned, Yu Wenzhou likes this work very much. It is brilliant, exquisite and complex. It vaguely retains the classical style of Bach-style unaccompanied sonatas, but more of it presents the concept of modern music.This piece can also be called the third ballade, and the author dedicated it to his esteemed musician as a tribute, but most of the interpretations now focus on the technique of expressing the music, not others.

Therefore, in many cases, the melody alone is not even considered pleasant, because many non-traditional harmonies are used, and if many double-tone parts are not handled well, it can be called noise. In addition, the original pitch of the violin will hurt The strength is unmatched.

But Huang Shaotian handled it very well. When he found out that he was going to cooperate with Huang Shaotian, he asked Zhang Xinjie about this person. Because Yu Wenzhou had never worked with him before, and he didn't know him at all, so he wanted to know something first. And Zhang Xinjie was the perfect candidate.

"The basic skills of the left hand are very solid, and the skills are very outstanding. At the freshman concert, he played "Drone Flying" with 12 notes per second." Zhang Xinjie recalled that he checked these before their cooperation Information, "However, the control of the right hand seems to be a bit behind, but it is also a common problem of violin professionals. The bow is too habitually tilted to the right, so the tone is not loud enough."

"But these were when he first entered school, and it is much better now. Looking at his current performance, he can feel that he is also adjusting the relationship between his left and right hands. The problem of holding the bow is basically not affected now."

At that time they were sitting in the reading room of the library looking up materials, Zhang Xinjie paused for a moment, Yu Wenzhou looked at him questioningly, he continued to add: "You can also hear these technical aspects, the rest will wait for you to see He'll know."

"But?" Yu Wenzhou heard something in his words.

"However, my personal opinion is..." Zhang Xinjie doesn't like to judge others, and he doesn't like to judge a friend's playing style just based on his feelings, but Huang Shaotian really makes him feel very contradictory. The cooperation between them is very pleasant, getting along It's also very good, except that this person really talks too much... But it is precisely because of this that he feels more confused, "I think his playing style is actually very single."

This time it was Yu Wenzhou who was confused.

"Single? Isn't it the same style as Tera Humor and Gypsy Song?" He joked.

Zhang Xinjie shook his head and replied: "I don't have any real basis for saying this, it's just my personal feeling. His sense of pitch and comprehension are excellent, and his control over the music is very high, but it is precisely because it is too high, so he deliberately The ground is in control, like a double-edged sword, you use it, it also suppresses you. The effect achieved is very precise, but it seems to be carefully constructed, I don't know how to describe it..."

"I understand." Yu Wenzhou understood, "Perhaps his best repertoire is definitely not some slow and lyrical pieces."

""Infinite Motion"." Zhang Xinjie wanted to laugh a little. They were rehearsing together in the piano room at that time. Because they had just met, they asked each other symbolically what music style they liked. At that time, before Zhang Xinjie had time to speak, Huang Shaotian asked Ask him: "Don't tell me, let me guess, Bach! You must like Bach very much, right? I feel like seeing you is like seeing the average law... Hahaha this is a joke, don't mind it."

And he also responded: "Then you like Paganini the most? Capriccio or Infinite Motion?"

"It has to move endlessly! When the melody sounds, my whole body will be excited, you know! Have you ever heard Hai Lao's version? The speed, the change, the pitch, the precision! I can't figure it out now. How did you do it! You can have that kind of speed without sacrificing pitch at all...it’s inhuman! It’s amazing!" Huang Shaotian’s favorite performer is Heifetz, and Zhang Xinjie remembers talking about other performers he likes. People's eyes are shining.

After listening to Zhang Xinjie's narration, Yu Wenzhou laughed, and this topic was over.

Now he is sitting under the stage watching Huang Shaotian perform on the stage. A short sonata has entered the final ending and the climax. Span shifts bits without sloppiness.Yu Wenzhou has watched the video recordings of many famous masters of this piece. Some performers’ emotional expressions extend from the sound of the piano to their facial expressions. When playing this piece, they usually appear a little tangled and hideous, but Huang Shaotian is from the beginning to the end. They all seem to have their eyes slightly closed, except for a slight frown, there is no unnecessary expression on their faces, and there is a bit of a stern look on their faces.The speed and intensity of the piece gradually changed from crescendo to fastest, crescendo to strongest, and the whole piece ended abruptly at the most glorious place. Huang Shaotian habitually raised his bow, and waited for the final vibration and resonance of the strings to end before turning the piano Take it down, turn around and bow to the audience.

Such a passionate and fast piece of music can often arouse greater enthusiasm and applause from the audience. He bowed his body while holding the piano. From his perspective, the audience was completely dark because the light on the stage was too strong. People can't see clearly.Whether it is the current stage of the Conservatory of Music, the stage when he participated in competitions abroad, or the simple stage when he first appeared on the stage when he was a child, in his opinion, there is not much difference.

I don't know if Boss Wei is here or not.He thought, and after this song was over, it was time for an intermission, and he couldn't help reaching out and tugging at that annoying bow tie.