pianist from the sea

Chapter 64 Goosebumps (5k)

There is no need to think about it at all. Since He Shen gave Fu Diao such an opportunity, Fu Diao would not waste it.

Although the quality of this stage is not good, the people sitting under the stage are basically ordinary citizens, and most of them bring their own children to join in the fun. After all, a ticket costs tens of dollars, and it is usually enough to watch a show. Movies cost fifty or sixty yuan, and if you watch any imax, it costs hundreds of yuan.

With this little money, you can spend some money in the concert hall to cultivate your sentiments, and then send a circle of friends saying that you are coming to the concert, isn't it more pretentious than going to the movies?
But no matter what, this stage is indeed the biggest stage that Fu Diao has ever been on!

He had been playing on board, and then at the qualifiers for the Chopin International Piano Competition.

Although the venue for the Chopin qualifiers was very high-level, and the people inside were basically the top-notch group in terms of musical literacy, it couldn't stand the lack of people.

Among them, there may be only two or three hundred seats, and there are a lot of people who also came to participate in the competition.

And now this stage, Fu Tiao has just watched it around, and there may be thousands of people who came here!

After knowing that he might be on this stage later, Fu Tiao's heart couldn't help becoming a little hot.

Seeing Fu Tiao like this, He Shen couldn't help but smiled, walked to Fu Tiao's side, put his hand on his shoulder, and said slowly.

"So... what do you want to play?"

"Chopin's Etude, Op25-11, Winter Wind."

Fu Tiao spoke directly without any hesitation, his expression was extremely serious.

"The beginning of this work started with a very stable silence, and then it swept down like a storm, from quiet to dynamic, from weak to strong, I listened to your performance, Mr. He, so... I want to try it .”

"it is good!"

Without any hesitation, He Shen directly spoke to the staff who had been waiting by the side.

"Wait until the end of the second half, turn off all the lights, make the stage completely dark, let Fu Diao go up to play, and then turn on the lights, okay?"

"This..." The staff hesitated for a while: "The sudden change of the program is not good, right? I..."

"My stomach hurts. I ate badly this morning. I will go to the bathroom with the last little time left after the show." He Shen shrugged his shoulders and found a lame reason: "In order to let The concert ended smoothly, so I asked one of my students to help me, is that okay?"

"This... I have to ask for instructions."

"Well, okay, go quickly, I'm going to go on stage later."

He Shen said indifferently, the staff member had no choice but to leave and ask the person in charge for his opinion.

Perhaps it was because this concert was not for He Shen and the Haicheng Symphony Orchestra, the staff quickly came back to reply to Fu Tiao standing on the edge of the stage.

It is agreed to do so.

After that, the man left directly.

Fu Diao stood on the edge of the stage and looked at He Shen standing on the stage, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Teach yourself music without reservation, and give him a place for your own music.

His heart was filled with gratitude.

He Shen on the stage didn't care about Fu Tiao's gratitude, he just wantonly released his music expression on the stage, letting his music affect more people.

The works he played were not limited to Chopin, he also played some more popular works, such as Liszt's Dream of Love and Beethoven's Fur Alice, for those who came to join in the fun.

There are various styles, but the only constant is the sense of transparency in He Shen's music.

Fu Tiao was also immersed in the music until all the lights in the concert hall were turned off.

There was a discussion immediately below the stage.

"Huh? What's going on? Why did the lights suddenly turn off?"

"Is the concert over? Why don't you turn on the lights in the audience seats when it's over?"

"What's the matter? Did I just see the performer step off the stage?"

"..."

For a while, the entire concert hall was plunged into a trace of commotion.

In the darkness of chaos and turmoil, He Shen had already left the stage, walked to Fu Tiao's side, patted his shoulder with his hand, and whispered.

"Come on, next is your stage. I'll create a good stage for you. Let me see what you have learned from watching my rehearsal these days."

"it is good!"

Fu Tiao nodded without any hesitation. Relying on the faint prompts on the ground, he walked to the piano, put his hand on the piano, and confirmed his position.

A man who has made music his career, he can naturally play perfectly with the piano keyboard barely visible.

The music has long been practiced by them to the bone, and they don't even need to look at it to know what key they are pressing.

Just like what Fu Tiao played in mid-air just now, they knew which note Fu Tiao was pressing just by looking at the distance between the hand and the center of the body.

after all……

Facing the middle of the body is middle C.

The noise of the people under the stage gradually disappeared. After all, they also vaguely saw a figure returning to the stage from the back of the stage.

They naturally found a reason in their hearts for He Shen who had just finished.

It could be a drink of water, it could be a short break, it could even be an encore that is over and back.

But no matter what they thought, it was impossible for them to think that the person on the stage had become another one.

Just as the people off the stage don't know what the people on the stage are thinking, Fu Tiao on the stage doesn't care what the people off the stage are struggling with.

He just raised his head slightly, closed his eyes, and thought about all the details in the music that he should notice.

Strong and weak, speed, beat, rate, background, musical form analysis.

Everything went through Fu Tiao's brain.

Finally, when everything was settled, Fu Tiao raised his hand and put it on the piano.

He Shen's Chopin is ethereal and a genius, so what is his own Chopin?

Fu Tiao thought for a while, maybe his own Chopin might be the sea.

Broad, endless, deep.

There are many possibilities.

However, all of this is in the Chopin etude Op25-11, which I am going to play at this moment, in the winter wind.

My own Chopin should be...

drift?

Maybe it's drifting like duckweed?

Chopin fled the lightning-struck motherland on a carriage and wandered all the way to Paris. He stood in that huge city, unable to find his own existence.

All thoughts drifted by, and fell on the keyboard of the piano along with Fu Diao's hand.

An extremely sad single sound sounded, it was obviously only a single sound, but it felt full of thousands of words.

The audience off the stage just thought it was beautiful, but He Shen, who had been standing on the edge of the stage, raised his head with great interest, scratched the goose bumps on his arms, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily twitched.

"interesting."

At the beginning, it was just a very simple but full of tenderness. Fu Tiao's hand touched the piano very gently, letting the music fluctuate and flow out slowly along with the emotions.

Just like a sunny day on the sea, you lie on a huge cruise ship, basking in the sun wantonly, feeling the caress of the sun on your skin, which is extremely gentle.

But this is just the beginning of Chopin's etudes.

There is only one reason why Fu Tiao chose this work, and that is contrast. Fu Tiao wants to learn from He Shen, and use the softest possible contrast to show the powerful control in music.

The chord ended, Fu Tiao's hand stayed on the high place and did not fall, and the entire concert hall became extremely silent at this moment. No one dared to speak. Although they couldn't understand what Fu Tiao was playing, they could I felt that my heart was lifted into the air by the termination of this moment.

The rain is coming and the wind is all over the building.

All the sweetness before has been paused at this moment, so what will happen afterward...?
He Shen took two steps forward, walked to the edge of the stage, looked at Fu Tiao with great interest, and waited for his finger to fall.

He wanted to see how much Fu Diao could learn from this comparison!

What kind of contribution does his ear have to his performance!
Everything has gone through Fu Tiao's mind, he has forgotten everything at this moment, only Chopin is in his mind.

Play Chopin well, play this Chopin etude well, play this Dongfeng well!
Now that the previous foreshadowing has been done, then...

The strongest winter wind will blow at this moment!

Fu Tiao's hand was raised abruptly, then dropped with a bang.

hum!
The extremely strong sound of the scale sounded, blowing towards everyone like a storm, full of unstoppable momentum.

Wind, wave after wave.

Waves, wave after wave.

Fu Tiao's body was almost lying on top of the piano, moving forward and backward in the direction of the music.

The emotions became more and more intense, but Fu Tiao became more and more calm.

Control, keep controlling!
Control your body and emotions, keep yourself extremely calm, don't worry about everything in front of you, and don't be affected by music.

The left hand acts as the main chord, which is still as soft as the one at the beginning, maintaining the state of the work itself.

The right hand is used as the accompaniment texture, and the rapidly changing scales crawl up and down on the piano, making the emotion in the work more intense.

calm down!
Fu Tiao stared at everything in front of him, forced himself to calm down, and tried his best to resist the appeal of the music.

He Shen, who was standing aside, stared at Fu Tiao with far-reaching eyes.

Zhu Zai, who came out from nowhere, walked up to He Shen, patted him on the shoulder, looked at Fu Tiao on the stage as well, and said calmly.

"Is it really okay for you to let him on stage so early? Although it won't have a particularly big impact on you, but it's not good to let a newcomer suddenly appear in the middle of the performance."

"It doesn't matter." He Shen shook his head slightly, kept his eyes on Fu Tiao and said casually: "I don't care about my reputation at all. After this round of concerts, I should be able to directly Leaving China."

"Huh? Wait, leave Huaguo?" Zhu Zai was taken aback.

He Shen didn't show any expression, and said slowly: "Well, leave Huaguo."

"what happened?"

"Professional titles, I don't think it's interesting. Holding a concert is much more comfortable than competing for professional titles and papers with other teachers in school. There is also teaching. Teaching is actually not bad, but if you are a teacher If you don’t hold a concert for so long, don’t prepare for a title, don’t write a thesis, you have no room for improvement, and if there is no room for improvement, there is no chance to change all this, but I don’t want to follow the trend.”

He Shen didn't know why he sighed, pointed to Fu Tiao who was on the stage in the distance, raised his eyebrows slightly, and laughed at himself.

"Look at the student on the stage, isn't he amazing? But he wasn't a student I recruited at all. He was handed over to me by a professor who was good friends with me at the Central Academy, and he was transferred to my side to study. Yes, I had a lot of conversations with that professor before I was able to confirm that he might stay in Haicheng all the time, instead of turning around as a springboard. What kind of crooked things are my other students, including those brought outside? They It is impossible for more than 90% of them to make a living from music!"

"When teaching Fu Diao, I actually thought a lot, such as my composer's construction method, and some music performance methods. I rearranged it and applied it to my performance. Let's see if it can inspire Fu Tiao, now it seems...the effect should be there, and it seems to be very good."

"Originally, I wanted to stay here to teach for a few more years. After all, Fu Tiao might have to stay at the Haicheng Conservatory of Music for a long time, but I recently learned from the school that the quality of my teaching is not good. Great, no papers or anything like that have come out, so it may be necessary to re-conduct teaching evaluations and other activities. I hurried out to catch a concert just to deal with the errands in that place, but it seems... the effect not good?"

"My national concert tour may last half a year. When this semester is over, I don't plan to continue teaching at Haicheng Conservatory of Music. I may go to Jiangzhou to see Jiangzhou Normal University. Is there a chance for the university to let me in, or to go abroad directly? I also have a little way with UdK, Curtis, and Emperor. There is less demand for scientific research results in that place, and I can focus more on music. on..."

He Shen sighed, and turned his attention back to the stage. Looking at Fu Tiao being played on the stage, he felt a little helpless for a while.

"Fu Tiao, it's really a pity. I really don't know how the professor of my Central Academy taught him so badly, and let him participate in the Chopin International Piano Competition? If it wasn't for his The basic skills and musical aesthetics are strong enough. He is definitely destined to be eliminated in the first round. Wouldn’t it be a mistake for Fu Tiao to participate in this kind of competition? Fortunately, Fu Tiao is easy to learn and can quickly grasp the foundation of Chopin. Get up, or else..."

Just as He Shen was admiring Fu Tiao's talent, he suddenly froze.

He took two steps forward abruptly, looking at Fu Tiao in front of him in disbelief, his muscles tensed suddenly.

A work that was originally only excellent and did not reach perfection, but at this moment, there is a slight sense of leap in quality?

The taste of Chopin is gradually gushing out?

At the last moment of the work, Fu Tiao actually put everything in this work through his ears, and his brain gradually integrated it?

He actually...

Trying to make a breakthrough while playing?

He Shen never thought that Fu Tiao might perfect this piece of work at this concert. He felt that Fu Tiao might have felt a little bit of the logic in the music, and then in this At a concert, through the attention of countless people off the stage, he was able to more closely match his previous performance.

Being able to play one-tenth of the detail processing in his previous music is already considered very good. As for being able to present that piece of work to perfection, He Shen didn't even think about it.

After all, it's not that he hasn't seen Fu Tiao's performance before, and he can be regarded as familiar with Fu Tiao's Dongfeng.

Everything is right, but it doesn't sound good, and it doesn't have the feeling of Chopin.

And at the beginning, the vague shadow of Chopin in Fu Tiao's music really made He Shen feel interesting.

In the subsequent performances, Fu Tiao deliberately made his performance fit his own performance, and he did achieve a little feeling, but the control was not fine enough, and it felt a bit open and closed.

He Shen originally thought that Fu Tiao might stop here. After all, his progress is indeed visible to the naked eye, but he did not expect that in the last dozens of bars before the end of the work, Fu Tiao's music changed suddenly!
As Fu Tiao said before, the changes in the music should be made as small as possible, but the changes in emotion should be made as large as possible.

It sounds simple, but you must know that the greater the emotional change, the greater the influence on the player himself.

It is difficult for you to maintain extreme calmness while experiencing huge emotional fluctuations, so that the output of your hands and the choice of angle are still exactly the same as before.

Fu Tiao had been controlling his emotions and the changes in the music before. Although it seemed that he was trying to control it, when he actually listened to it, there would still be a little extra fluctuation in the music from time to time, and it had not reached a perfect state.

Not only that, in Fu Tiao's performance, the kind of Chopin he wanted to show was actually not very clear, but just a rough shadow.

It seems to be the same as before, the feeling of the sea, but this time there is a little shadow of Chopin in the sea.

From the beginning to the end, although I tried my best to control it, it didn't work out as I wished.

but……

At the last moment, when He Shen rushed forward two steps, Fu Diao's music changed.

The music that he had no way to restrain before has become extremely restrained.

Fu Diao seemed to have entered the state of watching me.

He observes himself from another angle, feels the emotions in the music, and thinks about how to make the emotions in the music more perfect in his performance.

At the same time, let your state of mind become more stable.

He is like an outsider, in control of his body, unaffected by his music.

When all the emotions in the music are completely restrained by Fu Tiao, Fu Tiao's sense of music bursts out instantly.

The ultimate convergence brings a more powerful explosion.

In the music, the feeling of being caught by He Shen, by Argerich, and by countless top bosses rushed out instantly and flowed to everyone off the stage.

Those ordinary people who eat melons don't know what happened on the stage at all. They just feel that the music that was already good sounds even better at this moment.

Some people who are more familiar with classical music, they just felt a little change in Fu Tiao, and guessed Fu Tiao's current marksmanship.

And He Shen behind the stage, and the other band members including Zhu Zai, they glanced at each other, and some of them couldn't help but gasp.

From excellent to extremely excellent, there is still a long way to go.

During the performance process, Fu Tiao comprehended the method used in He Shen's music in a very short time, and then in the first performance, under the pressure of everyone's attention, he integrated everything he felt into his Among the music, the music has reached an almost perfect state.

There are still a few small flaws, unfortunately...

The music is over.

(End of this chapter)