pianist from the sea

Chapter 63 Concert (6k)

He Shen's appearance at this moment is very different from before, and he can't even tell that the person standing in front of Fu Tiao at this moment is He Shen.

Not only did he shave his beard, which he had been letting loose before, and his hair was restyled, his clothes were also neatly dressed, and he even changed into a suit that was a little bit coquettish.

From a distance, it looks similar to an ordinary black suit, but when you look closer, you can see a lot of gray-gold lines around the cuffs, collar, and hem of the clothes.

Introverted with a hint of coquettishness.

It perfectly broke Fu Tiao's impression of He Shen.

He Shen didn't feel anything, he just spread his hands in front of Fu Tiao with a grin, shrugged and said, "Why, can't you recognize me? No way? I just never showed in front of you that I really came on stage You can’t see what I look like after I’ve cleaned up? You’re too face-blind, aren’t you?”

"not me……"

"Hey, stop talking, let's go, go to the concert hall. The band has already arrived. They have already sent me a message asking why I haven't come. Now that you just arrived, then we will go straight away."

After finishing speaking, before Fu Tiao could speak, he took out a large pile of music scores from the room and stuffed them into Fu Tiao's hands, patted him on the shoulder, walked unsteadily towards the elevator, and prepared to go downstairs.

Fu Tiao felt a little helpless for a while, so he could only follow him downstairs, hail an online car-hailing car on the side of the road, and drive towards the Haicheng Concert Hall.

He Shen's values ​​are really a bit strange. This kind of clothes that look sneaky, rent a concert hall, pay money from the orchestra, and spend a lot of money on music and performances, but when it comes to his own diet and daily life , becomes particularly economical.

Fu Tiao looked at the two carpool bills sitting beside him, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

"Mr. He, you... carpool?"

"Nonsense, of course it's carpooling. I settled the money from Zhu Zai a few days ago, and I may have a few hundred yuan left on me. The money from my students outside the school will have to wait until the middle of next month. Me, the school money is about the same, it will take me ten days and half a month to spend a few hundred yuan, of course I have to save some money!"

He Shen spoke indifferently, without any appearance of a great pianist, completely different from his current appearance.

However, He Shen at this time is indeed very much like his usual appearance, and there is not much sense of separation between him and others.

Since there were two other strangers who were also carpooling around, Fu Tiao kept the other things he wanted to say in his heart, and when the two arrived at the entrance of the concert hall, he breathed a sigh of relief and looked at He Shen twice.

At this time, silence is better than sound. He Shen obviously didn't say anything, but he seemed to have said everything. He Shen's face immediately became a little embarrassed, his eyes could not help but drift to other directions, and he clenched his fists and coughed lightly.

"Ahem, um, in short, don't pay attention to these details, let's go to the concert hall as soon as possible."

"it is good."

He Shen tidied up his slightly wrinkled clothes, and walked quickly towards the concert hall, followed by Fu Tiao.

Haicheng Concert Hall was designed by Huaguo architects, and its architectural style belongs to the rare European traditional style in Haicheng.

Sixteen encircled ocher marble columns stand in the concert hall, supporting the base of the entire concert hall. The design of the hall is complex but not messy, full of layered changes, and the colors are extremely solemn and elegant, which is very in line with the classical concert hall. identity.

As soon as He Shen and Fu Diao walked into the concert hall, someone came to greet him. They trotted all the way to He Shen, greeted He Shen with a smile, and guided him to the backstage of the concert hall.

It seems that He Shen is not what he said, he is just an ordinary person who needs to beg others if he wants to hold a concert.

Just as Fu Diao was about to follow up, a staff member who had been standing aside also came up to him and stopped Fu Diao from advancing.

He took out a ticket from his pocket and handed it to Fu Diao, and said respectfully.

"Hello, you are classmate Fu Tiao, right? Teacher He Shen has been telling us to arrange a suitable seat for you. This is the ticket for that seat. You can take your seat according to the ticket. Teacher He Shen now needs to go to the backstage to talk with others. The teacher of the orchestra is making the final preparations before the performance, so it is not very disturbing, so..."

"Well, it's fine."

Fu Tiao waved his hand, took the ticket from the man, and walked into the concert hall without hesitation.

There are a lot of people in the concert hall, most of them are parents with children, some are very obvious students, and others are rare.

After all, it was normal. The concert organizer that Fu Diao had just seen outside had the title of Haicheng Cultural Bureau, so there was a high probability that it was another civic welfare concert.

The same is true of Yin Chengzong's Yellow River Concerto concert before. The price is only 70rmb, and you can buy a ticket for a slightly later position.

If you go to some ticket buying websites to buy, you can even buy cheaper tickets, which may only cost more than 30 RMB.

You must know that Yin Chengzong is the best performer of the famous Yellow River Concerto, and works of this level are still played at the concert.

Then you can know how much these citizen welfare concerts are subsidized.

However, Yin Chengzong may have been invited locally, while He Shen spent his own money. There is a slight difference between the two, but the final results are similar.

Fu Tiao sat in the eighth row or so in the front. The acoustics in this place are excellent, and it seems that they have been carefully selected.

And the fare of this top ticket is only 680.

Fu Diao shook his head and put aside the price of He Shen's concert. What he cares most about now is He Shen's future performance.

He wanted to hear the difference between He Shen's rehearsal and the official performance!
Weakness is not terrible, the most terrible thing is that there is no way to realize one's own weakness.

As the time draws closer, Fu Tiao looks forward to what kind of Chopin He Shen can bring to him.

click!
At 25:274 p.m., the sliding door on the side of the concert hall was pulled open, and the band members in black suits carried their instruments into the orchestra pit. Press standard note A.

hum...

The resonance of the band sounded, and everyone in the band was doing final adjustments.

At [-]:[-], the band debugging was over, the auditorium lights became extremely dim, and the lights on the stage became brighter and brighter.

Whoa!
Thunderous applause!

The sliding door on the side opened again at this time, and Zhu Zai walked out from the side door with He Shen in a black suit.

The two stood in front of the stage and bowed slightly to the audience below the stage. Without too much ceremony, He Shen sat directly on the piano, while Zhu Zai stood on the podium.

The electronic display at the top of the stage slowly showed the works to be performed in the first half.

Chopin.

E minor, Piano Concerto No. [-]!
Performers: He Shen, Hai Cheng and the Music Troupe!
Everything was just as Fu Diao had thought before, when He Shen sat on the piano, the artistic atmosphere in him became more intense, at this time you can no longer compare He Shen with the audience off the stage. The state of being particularly relaxed and messed up is linked together.

Fu Tiao sat upright and watched everything on the stage with great concentration.

He had heard He Shen's performance countless times before, and he was so familiar with the Chopin Piano Concerto No. [-] that He Shen was about to play now that he couldn't be more familiar with it.

Therefore, Fu Tiao didn't even take the music score, and sat on a chair without preparing anything, waiting for the concert to start.

He Shen on the stage gave Zhu Zai a look at Zhu Zai next to him. After both parties were ready, Zhu Zai raised his hand slightly, and then swung it down forcefully.

hum...

The sound of the strings poured upwards along the floor, and an extremely transparent and pure musical beauty slowly rose.

Listening to the music at this moment, Fu Tiao couldn't help being stunned.

I have listened to the rehearsals of both sides so many times before, but there has never been any time like today, the music is so...harmonious?
The Haicheng Harmony Symphony Orchestra directly absorbed He Shen's own style into their orchestra, allowing their own music to fully match He Shen's performance without giving up their own existence.

He Shen's music is this kind of transparency and purity. The Haicheng Harmony Symphony Orchestra used to have a feeling that was a bit similar to gorgeousness, but at this moment, it is also following Fu Diao, and it has a pure and pure sense of transparency.

This kind of transparency is like blowing bubbles. Although you can see everything on the opposite side through the bubble, the surface of this transparent bubble is filled with incomparably gorgeous rainbows, flowing slowly in the air.

On the basis of supporting He Shen, he also retained his own orchestra style.

This kind of strength really deserves to be a band valued by He Shen!
At the moment when the orchestra was slowly ending, He Shen made a move.

Bang, bang bang, bang!when!
From Fu Tiao's perspective, it can be seen very clearly that He Shen's hand was hooked like an eagle's claw, and he smashed hard on the piano.

This force poured into the ground along the piano, and then fed back to everyone under the stage from the steps.

The power revolves in the concert hall, there is no He Shen's own existence in the music, and you can only hear a specific figure in He Shen's music.

One, a figure named Chopin.

This is the outline of Chopin, the outline of Chopin standing on the stage, pure, pure, without any foreign objects.

The band and He Shen are both filled with the same kind of transparent and pure beauty, but...the two of them, one is light, the other is shell, the transparency of the two is completely different.

The band pours its own light into He Shen's shell, making the thinness in the music extremely fulfilling.

Goosebumps popped up instantly.

This feeling is completely different from before, and it is different from the countless performances that Fu Tiao has heard the band play before.

In this performance, the cooperation between He Shen and the band has reached its peak. All the previous exercises were not in vain, but fell on the ground in a very real way, blending into the music of the two, blending into this piece. Chopin's First Piano Concerto.

Pretty, transparent and sheer.

Fu Tiao looked at He Shen in front of him, his brain spinning wildly, using his own music to understand everything He Shen was playing at this moment.

Now is He Shen's most perfect moment, although it is impossible to integrate everything about He Shen into his own music from this work, but...you can accommodate as much as you can.

This is a golden opportunity.

He Shen told Fu Tiao all the content of his previous rehearsals, and then put them together to show Fu Tiao the most perfect state and tell him.

This is how my own music develops!
Fu Tiao closed his eyes and leaned on the chair relaxedly.

He shuts off his vision.

People's five senses are balanced, and those who lose one sense will be compensated elsewhere.

When you close your eyes, your sense of hearing, smell, and touch will also be temporarily improved.

Therefore, Fu Tiao closed his eyes.

Now it is impossible to see anything special with vision, so instead of spending more attention on the eyes, it is better to put all your attention on your ears and let your hearing reach its limit.

Details, details!
Countless details in the music flowed past his ears, and he carefully grasped the useful information in it and felt the changes in it.

Splitting, reorganizing, thinking about He Shen's logic.

Take some things that can be applied to your own music, and think about how you should perform if you are on the stage.

Thoughts are constantly flying, and the music in my ears is also moving forward with incomparable speed.

Although the rest between each movement is always interrupted by the applause of the audience, Fu Tiao couldn't help frowning, but He Shen and others on the stage didn't care, so Fu Tiao didn't say much, just continued to listen carefully .

The music moved forward without any pause, and the first half of the concert did not take long to end.

With the final harmonic resonance, Chopin's First Piano Concerto came to an end at this moment.

He Shen didn't watch the second half of the repertoire, he was still immersed in the performance just now, thinking about He Shen's performance.

He Shen told him very clearly from the very beginning, telling him not to learn his playing method, after all, the two of them were not on the same road.

Those who learn from me live, those who resemble me die.

Fu Tiao can learn He Shen's system, but it is not recommended to learn He Shen's performance method, so he never told Fu Tiao what kind of feeling he should play.

Fu Tiao can only learn from his own ears, abandoning He Shen's feelings, and looking for He Shen's Chopin music logic system.

This feeling is uncomfortable, and He Shen's feelings are always affecting his judgment.

But no matter what, after listening to He Shen's performance, the feeling is indeed very deep.

Fu Tiao is very satisfied with the current state.

Applause sounded, and the concert hall began to end. During the intermission, everyone can go out to drink some water or chat to relax. After all, they have been sitting for four, five, and 10 minutes, which is equivalent to the time of one class.

But just when Fu Tiao was also about to leave for a rest, one of the previous staff rushed to Fu Tiao in a hurry, his chest was heaving and heaving, and he wanted to calm down, but he couldn't calm down. He could only pant heavily and speak slowly.

"Fu, classmate Fu Diao, He...Mr. Shen, huh, he, he is looking for you. He has something to do with you. He wants you to go there now. Backstage, please come with me."

After that, he took a deep breath, turned his head and was about to run out of the concert hall, signaling Fu Tiao to follow with his eyes.

Although Fu Tiao was puzzled, he didn't think much about it. He followed the man to the backstage of the concert hall, and then he was stunned and said in disbelief.

"Let me play?"

"Wait a minute, you mean... wait a minute, you plan to let me play? Let me complete the first piece of the second half instead of you?"

Fu Tiao looked at He Shen in disbelief, unable to believe what he heard now.

But He Shen sat there looking at the other people around him, smiled and nodded indifferently.

"Yes, to let you play."

"But……"

"But what? But shouldn't this be my concert?"

"Yes……"

"That's why I let you go!"

He Shen sat there and smiled, but he didn't mean to be joking at all, but spoke very seriously.

"You should have listened to many rehearsals of me and the Harmony Symphony Orchestra recently, right? How do you feel?"

"It feels... okay?" Fu Tiao thought for a while, and replied: "I have learned a lot, and I have a general idea of ​​how I should play music. Mr. He, your music is more transparent, with a certain A pure feeling, retreat your own strength, make Chopin more specific, use more soft playing methods in performance, and the connection between sounds is more precise, rarely There’s that sense of rupture.”

He Shen was noncommittal, and asked casually: "So, for you, what have you learned?"

"strength."

"Huh? Strength?"

"Yes! The strength of the strength!"

Fu Tiao found a seat and sat down. He lowered his head and stroked his beardless chin, thinking deeply: "If you just talk about power, it might be a little fuzzy. To be more precise, it should be... Contrasts of power! Or the use of musical logic."

"For example, the P at the beginning, Piano, is weak. This Piano should correspond to the Piano of the whole work, rather than a fixed strength. For example, the Piano of my first movement, and the second movement, the same The strength of the music may become Forte, all of which must have a specific logic in it, how should I play, how should I think."

"However, there is still a scope for fault tolerance in all of this, and it is not a completely fixed feeling. For example, how much power is used in this place, and how much power is used in that place. It is more necessary to think for yourself. think."

"I have heard a lot of your thinking about music, Mr. He, in your music. Although it cannot be said that everything can be used, most of the content can still be used. For example, Mr. He, you The handling of the piano entry part of Chopin's First Piano Concerto, that bang bang!"

Fu Tiao raised his hand and pressed it down.

His arms collapsed, as if a real keyboard appeared in the air, he let his hands fall at a fixed position, and after falling to an exact rebound point, he released the force and let his hands return to midair middle.

Although there was no sound, only Fu Tiao hummed a few bang bangs from his own mouth, but when the other people present watched Fu Tiao's performance, the music played by He Shen at that time inexplicably appeared in their minds.

For a moment, the eyes of everyone looking at Fu Tiao became strange.

Fu Tiao's learning speed is so fast, it's just a simple movement that can make people feel the music?

In addition to those professional actors who can do this through imitation, if you are a person who really learns the piano, you must basically play that piece of work to your bones before you can show your strength.

Of course, the person who has to watch has heard this work.

Lang Liangyue played the piano through the void on a variety show before, allowing his subjects to directly guess what work he was playing in the air.

Fu Tiao didn't think of other band members around him, he just continued to speak along his train of thought.

"Mr. He, your opening note is really powerful. It directly broke through the fog caused by the band, and it was chopped down like an axe. The sense of power was directly full, but this touch of power went down the scale behind. When I listened to it, I took it back little by little, making the music extremely soft, one still and one moving, one strong and one weak, the moment I heard the comparison between the two, I really got goosebumps."

He Shen waved his hand immediately, and laughed loudly: "Go ahead and talk about yourself, don't involve me, I'm a little embarrassed about what you said."

But looking at He Shen's grinning expression, it was obvious that he wasn't embarrassed at all.

Fu Tiao didn't think too much, and continued speaking naturally.

"For me, the contrast between the two made me think a lot. I focused more on Mr. He's comparison, and thought about the kind of music in your music through the comparison. Where did the ethereal inspiration come from, and soon, I found it."

Fu Tiao raised his head, looked at He Shen, and spoke very seriously.

"Mr. He, your comparison sounds very strong, but in fact...it's not that big!"

"Mr. He, you are doing a misleading hearing!"

The smile on He Shen's face disappeared, revealing a hint of interest, leaning forward, resting his chin on the palm of his hand, looking at Fu Tiao and saying slowly: "Continue."

"Mr. He, the contrast in your music is more through the foreshadowing and physical movements, which makes people feel that the strength seems to be increasing bit by bit, but in fact the increase is not great. And the reduction of the music behind you also uses body movements and foreshadowing, so that the two can give the audience a huge sense of contrast."

"No, no, the body is not the focus, more is the control of strength, and there are extremely subtle changes in speed."

"Let everything be immersed in extremely small changes. Obviously, the actual performance of the music is a bit flat, but when it is actually performed, the changes in the music are directly full."

Fu Tiao raised his head, looked at He Shen in front of him, nodded very seriously, and praised: "Teacher He, you are amazing!"

"Tsk tsk..." He Shen shook his head, leaned his body back, looked at Fu Tiao and didn't know what to say for a while, but in the end he just took a deep breath and let it out slowly.

"The younger generation is awesome, the younger generation is awesome...Fu Tiao, your ears are really good!"

Fu Tiao smiled: "Well, it's okay."

"Since you have heard so much from my music, you must have an idea of ​​how to play your own music, right? Let me ask you again now..."

He Shen stood up, looked at the other people around him, finally turned his gaze back to Fu Tiao, and asked indifferently.

"You, can't you make it?"

Fu Diao nodded without any hesitation: "Go!"

(End of this chapter)