pianist from the sea

Chapter 65 Precipitation, Thinking, Completeness, Breakthrough (5k)

It was time for the concert, and Fu Tiao didn't have time to continue practicing. He pressed the last chord blankly, looked at his hands, and couldn't help but be in a daze.

"Fu Diao!"

He Shen stepped forward, walked to Fu Tiao's side, reached out and patted his shoulder, and said softly, "Get up, the curtain call is over."

"But……"

"Curtain call first. As a musician, at least the opening call must be done. As for your music... When the concert is over, you can go to my studio to practice and recreate what you just thought of. Organize, remember, must rearrange!"

"it is good."

Fu Diao nodded, and He Shen beside him gestured to the staff standing aside, the lights on the stage turned on, and everyone immediately noticed that the person sitting in front of the piano at this moment was not the one before He Shen, but a young man they didn't know at all.

Obviously, it seems that He Shen is much younger than He Shen, but in their feelings, the feeling of the two playing is almost exactly the same!
The lights instantly focused on He Shen and Fu Tiao. He Shen pulled Fu Tiao and bowed to everyone off the stage, then got up, smiled, looked at the slightly confused audience off the stage, took the microphone and said.

"Audience friends from all over the world, thank you very much for coming tonight, I want to ask you one thing, is the pianist's performance just now good?"

"it is good……"

Scattered applause came from below the stage, and most people were still wondering when the performer changed.

He Shen smiled even brighter when he heard someone responding from the audience. He patted Fu Tiao on the back, motioned him to straighten his back, and continued while looking at the people off the stage.

"I know you may be a little confused, why is it not me on the stage, but this unknown person, of course, this is not magic, the one who just played in front of you at the last moment is a student from our Haicheng Conservatory of Music , the world's top piano competition every five years, the main contestant of the Chopin International Piano Competition, and the top-ranked pianist, Fu Tiao!"

"He is about to represent Huaguo in the Chopin International Piano Competition, where he will compete with top pianists from all over the world and strive for the final victory."

The voice off the stage suddenly became much louder, and everyone looked at Fu Diao in front of them in disbelief.

Although I don't understand what is the Chopin International Piano Competition, I can still understand this noun that is held every five years and the world competes against it.

In addition, the music played just now is really good, giving people a feeling that goosebumps are about to rise.

But all in all, the eyes of everyone looking at Fu Tiao became much warmer.

"Come on, bow down, this is your stage, your performance just now is worth everything!"

After all, He Shen took two steps back and gave up the stage to Fu Tiao. Fu Tiao couldn't help pursing his lips amidst the applause of the crowd, and then bowed vigorously.

Whoa!
He Shen stood aside, and said softly to Zhu Zai, who was also standing aside and applauding.

"Well, my student, isn't it good?"

"Yes, your students are...very good."

Zhu Zai said the same.

He glanced at his arm, and goosebumps also popped out.

Fu Tiao's performance was beyond his imagination.

It's just a pity that Fu Tiao only made a breakthrough in the last dozen or so bars, blending the emotions in the music together, a little late.

but……

It's not too late, as long as Fu Tiao goes back with He Shen to improve some details in the music, then the true self in Fu Tiao's music may be perfectly displayed by this opportunity.

……

At the end of the concert, everyone left one after another.

He Shen didn't chat too much with the people in the orchestra, but directly told them that he was leaving, and then took Fu Tiao towards his studio.

He Shen didn't have a car, so he took a taxi and drove from the center of Haicheng City to the area near Jiangzhou, where a lot of factories were located.

After getting off the car at this place, He Shen and Fu Tiao greeted the factory security guards, then walked into the underground parking garage next to the office building, walked around inside a few times, and came to a slightly smaller iron gate.

Fu Tiao looked at He Shen in confusion, He Shen didn't say anything, but opened the iron door, reached out and pressed the power switch on the side, and the scene inside the house suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

This is a large piano room illuminated by glass. The outside of the piano room is still pitch-black like that of an ordinary office building, only the green escape passage is still lit.

In this glass house, there are a large pile of pianos. There are more than a dozen grand pianos lined up in a row, and there are also a large pile of ordinary upright pianos.

Just when Fu Diao was wondering what this place was, He Shen suddenly said.

"This place is a piano studio that I cooperate with. They are responsible for all the piano repairs and tunings when I am away from home. The pianos in it are not mine. These pianos are all made by themselves, and some of them are The people had worked in Steinway and Fazioli’s violin-making studio before, and I paid for them to work alone.”

Fu Tiao looked at He Shen, his expression suddenly became extremely strange.

You have the money to hold concerts, build a piano studio, and even build your own pianos. Are you still crying poor?

Before Fu Diao could speak, He Shen pointed to the corner of the room and said, "No, I put a small sleeping mat in that place, and no one will care about you if you practice the piano here, and there are factory offices near this place." Building, no one will go to work tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, so you can practice as you want, and use the public toilet in the office building for the toilet, open the glass door and walk straight ahead, and then you walk a little distance to the left of the factory and there are some boxes selling lunch If you have any questions, call me, I will leave first."

Fu Tiao nodded: "OK."

"Okay, then you practice first."

He Shen yawned, turned around and left slowly.

It was too late today, and he didn't need to improve his music level, nor did he need to make a breakthrough, and the concert tonight was really good, so he could sleep very easily.

But Fu Tiao was different. He randomly found a piano that was more comfortable to play in the piano room, sat down and started playing again.

Play Chopin etude Op25-11, Dongfeng.

He is looking for the feeling that he played last on stage before.

The change in volume between the music is not huge, but the music feels completely different.

This feeling is a bit mysterious, it may be that the difference in strength is a little bit different, and the feeling is completely different.

So Fu Tiao personally became extremely serious. He put his attention on the music, played bit by bit, trying to reproduce the feeling he had on the stage before.

Once, twice.

Five times, ten times...

Fu Tiao was so immersed in the music that he forgot how many times he played it.

He doesn't play it again from beginning to end, but finds some specific fragments in the music and plays them.

This method of playing is boring and tedious, but Fu Tiao enjoys it.

Because he heard the extreme beauty brought about by the extremely fine balance in the music.

It's as if I used to play in that open and closed way before, and a lot of energy was wasted directly outside of the music.

Now he has reintegrated a lot of redundant power, so that the power will not be too scattered, this feeling is really extremely comfortable.

and……

It's not just the use of power. Fu Tiao clearly feels that after the power is refined, the emotions in the music can become more subtle and can be expressed better.

The emotions hidden under the details of the music were gradually released.

Not only that……

Coupled with what He Shen told him before, listen to music with your ears, and what Shan Yi told him, let the music form a whole and become more logical, as well as his own thinking, to find Chopin through the history of Chopin , All kinds of directions are combined together to form the music expression method he is currently using.

His Chopin, originated from the sea, must also return to the sea.

There is an extremely wide feeling in his Chopin, which completely covered up his Chopin before, leaving only the sea in his music.

Now, he is trying to restrain the sea.

Let the Chopin under the sea show itself.

He feels that he is gradually mastering a specific performance method. If he uses this method to play, he feels that he may transform most of Chopin into his own Chopin through this method.

Time, it will take time.

There is never enough time!

Beginning in October, he will enter Poland to start the main competition of the Chopin International Piano Competition.

It is now May, and in two months, the school will be on holiday, and his class time may need to be changed again. He may not be able to continue to follow He Shen to class, but needs to go home by himself.

When the school starts in September, his Chopin must have taken shape by that time, if not, there is only one month left and he will have no more time to adjust and correct.

Not enough time!

but……

Now that I am on the right path, I just need to keep tempering and practicing to show Chopin in my music and express my music.

Everything is just a grind.

Fu Tiao's expression became extremely serious, and he continued to practice.

I practiced from night to day, and when I was tired, I turned around and went to the small sleeping pad next to me to squat for a while, and then I got up and continued to practice.

Saturdays, Sundays, and rest days are also being practiced constantly.

Chopin's etude, Dongfeng etude Fu Tiao has been practiced to the most perfect state so far. Unless he comprehends some other things, it is basically impossible for him to improve.

Therefore, he put his attention on other etudes.

Soon a new week begins.

He Shen still didn't come to class.

Some teachers felt strange, but they didn't take it too seriously, they only thought that he asked for leave and left first.

After all, Fu Diao is not that kind of famous person in school. Everyone just knows that there is Fu Diao, and the relationship with Fu Diao is not particularly close.

If Fu Tiao didn't come to class, didn't he come to class?After all, people often ask for leave, and this matter is not a big deal.

However, among those who didn't care about Fu Tiao, one teacher felt uncomfortable.

On Monday of the next week, the jazz teacher who was going to let Fu Tiao continue to serve as the textbook suddenly discovered that Fu Tiao had disappeared?

The teacher who taught jazz and pop music felt something was wrong.

He was going to class according to the previous course schedule. The first week of class when Fu Tiao was away was actually fine. After all, he also had other classes. Without Fu Tiao, there would be no Fu Tiao?Just go to class normally.

If everyone studies honestly, there won't be any particularly big problems.

But soon, he felt something was wrong.

Teaching progress...slowed down?

The jazz teacher stood on the side of the podium, looking at the student who was practicing on the stage, his mind was full of question marks, he rubbed his chin, and didn't know what to say for a while.

At this moment, the person in front of him played almost the same as before, but for some reason, he was very slow to correct his mistakes, so slow?
No, not right.

It's not that it's ridiculously slow. To be precise, it should be that the previous speed is ridiculously fast.

The speed of these people's corrections is similar to that of other students in the class. It takes two or three times to completely correct their mistakes and play the music more perfectly.

But now this is completely wrong!
You must know that before, he said it once and Fu Diao demonstrated it once, and then everyone can perfectly understand everything he wants, why is it like this now?

The teacher thought for a long time but didn't come up with a definite answer. It couldn't be because Fu Tiao was too awesome, and it had nothing to do with his teaching quality, right?
Mr. Jazz thought for a while, and immediately got this idea out of his mind.

After all, he has been teaching for several years, how could he not be as good as an ordinary student who asked for leave for half a year and then disappeared within a few days after coming here?

However, when Fu Diao didn't come over in the second week, he finally panicked.

"So... none of you know where Fu Tiao has gone?"

The teacher looked at the people in front of him with a very solemn expression, and asked them.

The students in the classroom glanced at each other and shook their heads at the same time.

"I don't know."

"Fu Tiao never gave us some big lessons, we don't know him at all."

"Maybe you need to ask his roommate? Does any of you know his roommate?"

"One of his roommates is a composer, one is a vocalist, and the other is a piano player, not a piano performer, but a music education... I don't know how Fu Tiao was assigned to such a strange dormitory, four people Four majors."

"Teacher, there shouldn't be anyone here who has heard of Fu Tiao."

The teacher was silent for a long time, looking at the two sitting at the back of the room, Chen Yue and Jiang Ruijia, they were the only ones who didn't speak during the discussion just now.

Chen Yue propped her head and looked out the window, she didn't know what she was thinking, while Jiang Ruijia curled up, as if trying to avoid other people's eyes, and dared not make a sound.

Judging from the situation, neither of these two people should have any information about Fu Tiao.

The jazz teacher had a headache for a while, sat on the stage again, and asked himself to resume the class according to the class method when he was not tuned.

"Forget it, if Fu Tiao is not here, then he will be here. Today we will explain some improvisational methods of jazz, first of all, scales."

The teacher put his hand on the piano, played a scale at will, and transformed the scale into a strange jazz scale through jazz methods, which is a bit like a blues scale.

"Well, when we play, we can play in this way, like this, and this, um..."

While talking, he stopped by himself, looked at his hands, and couldn't help being silent.

He looked down at the people in the audience. Although they didn't say a word, they seemed to be holding back their laughter.

He doesn't play well.

As a jazz teacher, he played very badly the music he played for his students off stage as a demonstration.

Inexplicably, he thought of the performance Fu Tiao gave them before.

Although he performed according to his instructions every time, what Fu Tiao showed in each performance was not only what he said, but also many details that he didn't talk about.

And more importantly...he played very well!
This is very critical.

Fu Tiao's performance on this set of works is really nice. It is a pleasure to take classes with Fu Tiao. He can simplify everything and give people a confusing feeling.

The reason why the students in this class play well is because he teaches well, and the students in this class are talented, not because Fu Tiao is good at doing it.

As for why the other classes are not good... Isn't it because their talents are not good?
After all, there is no control variable.

Now that Fu Tiao is gone, the variables are controlled forcibly in this class, and Mr. Jazz finds it very uncomfortable...

On top of this class, he might just be superfluous.

Although he can give lectures to everyone and talk about a lot of jazz content, he is not as good at playing Fu Tiao as a demonstration. As a teacher, he does not think as much as Fu Tiao. It's not as good as Fu Diao's.

This feeling is very uncomfortable, but there is nothing you can do.

What can be done?Now that Fu Tiao is not around, it is impossible for him to conjure another Fu Tiao.

At that time, sometimes he didn't cherish it, and when he lost it, he began to regret it.

The jazz teacher probably feels this way now.

It's a pity that no matter what he did, Fu Diao didn't come back. He could only bite the bullet and continue the class. When the alarm clock in his pocket sounded, he ran away without waiting for the students to say goodbye.

He is going to ask the counselor now, he really wants to know what is going on with Fu Diao.

Why haven't you come to class for so long?
If he doesn't come to class, how can I continue this class?It was hard to follow the schedule of their class, and it might have to be readjusted.

Very annoying, very annoying.

But when he went to the counselor's office, he found that some other teachers were also in this place, and from their tone, they seemed to be asking about Fu Tiao's situation.

Fu Tiao is not only good at playing jazz, basic subjects such as harmony and ear training, he also makes contributions in the classroom, making it easier for those teachers to take classes.

Now that Fu Tiao is gone, those teachers also felt the difficulty of attending classes, so they all came to the counselor to ask about the situation, and wanted to know where Fu Tiao had gone.

Just when the counselor was at a loss, He Shen staggered into the office and shouted loudly.

"Yo, Lao Yao, are you going to drink tonight? I invited you last time, but this time it's your turn."

"Huh? Are you all here? What are you doing? Tell me? I'm curious too..."

"What? Fu Tiao hasn't come back yet?"

(End of this chapter)