Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 200 197. The reminder of the man in the mirror, the terrible scene of three rounds
On the morning of December 12, Ang Lee gave Che Lin an online class through online video.

This afternoon, the teacher and the student will be on different arenas at the same time, and he has to help Che Lin listen to it at the end.

no problem.

"Come on stage and relax, just treat it as a class and hand in your homework, and I will listen in the audience."

Before hanging the video, Che Lin asked Li An, "Teacher, are you coming back soon?" Li An smiled and said, "Soon."

After Che Lin's class, Li An picked up the farewell sheet music and flipped through it.

Every time he saw Otto's handouts, his eyes would stay for a while longer.

There are less than 4 hours before the start of the three rounds.

Until 11:30 noon, he got up from the window, took off his underwear and walked into the bathroom.

He got up at eight o'clock until just now, and he has been sitting in front of the piano that cannot be opened, waiting for the last time, while looking for the entrance of a special feeling.

The hot shower flows from top to bottom, and the small bathroom will soon be filled with mist.

Indistinctly, the soft singing of "Le—be—wohl—" sounded in the vast expanse of whiteness.

The farewell motive triad seems to have a special magic today.

Every time Li An hums, he will have a different experience.

Raising his hand to turn off the shower, the white mist dissipated quickly. Li An walked to the mirror, wiped off the mist on the mirror, and confessed to the person in the mirror.

The four eyes met, Li An blinked, and the other party blinked, Li An shook his head, and the other party shook his head.

As the expression of the person in the mirror changed faster and faster, a feeling suddenly emerged from his heart. The person in the mirror seemed to have changed into the face he was most familiar with, even the shallow scar on the brow was clear. visible.

He subconsciously raised his hand and touched the top of his left eyebrow, but it was smooth.

The person in the mirror suddenly smiled at him, "Le—be—wohl—" moving his mouth and turning around, as if he wanted to return to the other party's world.

The moment Li An turned around, he seemed to catch something.

For those who are about to travel far, the "Le—be—wohl—" in their eyes is not a kind of expectation.

Le—be—wohl—, goodbye.

Goodbye, there should not be only the reluctance to say goodbye, but also a kind of faint beauty, in which there is a beautiful longing for the future.

"Le—be—wohl—"

In the process of returning to the room to get dressed, Li An seemed to have found the key to the special entrance, but he couldn't touch the lock cylinder when he raised his hand.

The truth of the riddle seemed to be right in front of him, and he unknowingly accelerated the speed of getting dressed. At this moment, he couldn't wait for a piano to help him find the specific position of the lock cylinder.

At the moment when he was getting dressed and ready to go on the road, Anasitaya's words suddenly sounded in his ears - "Before you drop your finger, think about what kind of sound you plan to play."

Indeed, I only have one strong emotion at the moment, but I haven't thought about what kind of voice I should use to express it.

The lock cylinder is the sound?

Li An subconsciously walked to the piano in the room that couldn't be opened and sat down. He raised his hand and dropped it, which naturally landed on a position on the piano cover.

He is too familiar with it. Under the cover of this position are the two keys of the interval "Le—".

With a "Dang" sounding in his mind, he shook his head, it wasn't like that.

Then relax your wrist and raise your hand again to drop it, no.

The broken eyebrow in the mirror flashed in his mind, and he thought, maybe this "Le—be—wohl—" came from someone who traveled a long way.

Why must it be the person who said goodbye?

Assuming that this farewell came from a person who traveled far away, it must be a voice from afar.

After thinking about it, Li An closed his eyes, raised his wrist and dropped his fingers again.

This sound should definitely not be very loud, and there must even be a faint sound that cannot be fully heard.

Because the sound has been diluted almost.

So in such a situation, what kind of sound it must be is the most suitable.

Li An inadvertently opened his inner hearing, and searched inside.

Time passed by.
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At one o'clock at noon, less than two hours before the start of the competition, Li An got dressed and left 4005. He was invited to the hotel restaurant to have a meeting with Wu Fusheng and Lao Tang.

"You don't want to eat?" Old Tang asked.

Ang Lee didn't eat before going on stage, "I'm not hungry, you eat both."

It was almost two o'clock when the three of them left the hotel. At this moment, the Huaguoyuan Cultural and Concert Hall was open, and all kinds of audiences came in continuously. Students, leisure piano lovers, music critics, and parents of piano children who brought their children to watch etc.

Another 15 minutes later, the concert hall was full, including the stands on the second floor on both sides.

There are only two rows of seats left in the middle.

The messy audience and the quiet stage formed a sharp contrast at this moment.

In the center of the stage, a Xinghai Yuzun concert grand piano stood quietly, and the giant LED screen above the stage scrolled today's competition information.

Today, under this golden stage where the sense of technology and solemnity coexist, the No. 18 Xinghai Cup Youth Freshmen Group finals will be born.

In the last 15 minutes before the start of the competition, the first round of applause rang out as the judges entered the arena.
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"when--"

"when--"

"when--"

The three ringing bells reverberated, and the commotion at the scene quieted down. The stage lights were turned on for a moment, and the host followed the bell ringing onto the stage.
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The host at the front desk was giving a speech, all the contestants in the first half of the backstage were in place, and Lao Tang at the entrance cheered Wu Fusheng up.

The two staff members on the side were watching the movement on the stage, and at the same time watching the first contestant who was about to appear on the stage.

Today's competition is different from the second round. Not only are there spectators, but also many college leaders came from the audience. They cannot afford to lose.

The host's short opening speech won the favor of most of the audience. At least this year's Xinghai Cup competition lacked the leader's speech.

This is also an improvement.

"Next, let us invite our first contestant today, Wu Fusheng, with warm applause."

"Selected from the Haishi Conservatory of Music, playing repertoire"

While the host was laying the groundwork, the staff in the control room on the second floor of the backstage also switched the large LED screen on the stage to the personal introduction of the contestants.

With the exit of the host, Wu Fusheng in a black dress strode out of the backstage door, stepped on the applause and stopped in front of the piano, turned around and bowed, and sat down.

Debug piano bench.

Bringing the scene into silence, he raised his head slightly, took a deep breath, and suddenly raised his arms and rushed towards the keyboard with overwhelming momentum!

"Dang-dang! Dang-dang! Dang-dang!!"

Brilliant chords shine brightly like the sun, which is exciting but dare not look directly at.

Beethoven's Piano Sonata No. 20 in B-flat major, Op. 106, also known as the hammer clavichord.

The first movement, Allegro.
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This piece is generally considered dull and difficult to understand, and most of the comments that believe that Beethoven's late music is incomprehensible focus on the motivation and speed of the final chapter and the opening first movement of this work.

The complicated beginning seems to hide musical motives between each set of chords.

If you want to play this work well, you must first find its motivation and show it, giving people the spiritual thread that runs through the first movement.

Amateur audiences listen to atmosphere, and professional audiences listen to content.

However, the judges began to look for clues about this work as soon as Wu Fusheng pressed the first note.

Undoubtedly, in the ears of every judge, this beginning is perfect and impeccable.

At the beginning, Wu Fusheng played three rough chords in a row to launch a majestic attack song, with a double forte as the brilliant opening.

Then, in the three-degree progression from D to F, the progressive presentation of the music emotion is clearly presented, making it sound as if this is the motivation of the music.

However, when the emotional transition from a slightly abrupt B flat in his left hand to D in his right hand appeared, the color of the melody seemed to undergo an earth-shaking change in an instant.

At this time, the listener immediately affirmed that the motivation buried in the torrent of gorgeous sound appeared, instead of taking the inner melody just now as the motivation and carrying the momentum of going forward.

So far, at least half of the judges in the jury have given Wu Fusheng a perfect score for the opening of the first movement.

Looking back, it wasn't complicated.

Wu Fusheng still regards the first four measures as a complete sentence rather than a combination of two small sentences according to the traditional academic style.

This makes the sentences longer and the breath wider.

But having said that, understanding does not mean being able to represent it on the piano.

Wu Fusheng not only showed his powerful music layout ability to the audience, but also needless to say the technology in his hands.

A well-motivated FFF beginning, but also leaves plenty of room for the lyrical passages that are about to enter later

As the music enters a soothing passage, the space of the music seems to be opened up, covering the entire concert hall in a short time.

The magnificent movement moves forward slowly, forward.

Under the direction of Wu Fusheng, the third interval controls all thematic materials and tonal relations of the main part and the sub part, and infiltrates the long vibrato and chromatic melody. So far, the music has gradually moved from the color of the classical period to the romantic style.

When Liang Chunyu heard this in the background, he gave Wu Fusheng a thumbs up in his heart.

The other party's way of handling is what he likes, but his teacher didn't let him deal with it this way.

Although he also played this piece in the second round and got the No.1 result, he doesn't think he can play this piece better than the other party.

However, the Wallstein he prepared for the third round today had already been played by the other party in the second round, and he was sure that he could overwhelm the other party on the Walstein piece.

When the music entered the fourth movement, Liang Chunyu turned and left, and he didn't need to listen to the rest.

It was still early before he played, and he planned to go back to the lounge to rest for a while.

He didn't need to listen to Gao Jinhan who was the second to play in a while. They were all old acquaintances, and he should be able to enter the final without any accidents.

Among the remaining contestants, Zeng Mengqiu and Jiang Sheng probably could enter the final in his eyes.

The obvious strength is there.

According to a little inside information he got, only one of the two foreign contestants can enter the final.

He has carefully studied the two players, and judging from the repertoire announced today, the Korean players have a higher chance of entering.

There are only six spots for the finals. If the above scripts are all correct, there is only one spot left.

Theoretically, the remaining nine players all have a chance to compete for the last spot, it just depends on who is lucky.

Back in the lounge, Liang Chunyu opened the score of Walstein Sonata.

Next door to him, Ang Lee was still immersed in his own world. From the moment he came to the concert hall, he came directly to his lounge.

Before going on stage, he didn't intend to listen to anyone play.

At this moment, the shape of the sound in his mind became more and more clear, sometimes it had the feeling of Anastasia, sometimes it had the feeling of Samir, and sometimes it had the sense of bright pitch of several Konstantin Igumnov schools.

It can be said that all kinds of practice and thinking in the past few days have emerged from the depths of his mind this afternoon, or combined or self-improved, in short, Li An is still sorting out them at this moment.
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The fourth movement on stage has reached the end of the fourth movement.

Wu Fusheng's playing of the entire movement is soothing and steady, and no longer has the passion of the first movement, the rationality of the second movement, and the profundity of the third movement.

A clear fugue movement, finally completed in a quiet atmosphere.

There is so much to say about the fourth movement, that Beethoven used all the counterpoint and canon chanting floating in the sky to state the prayers of the soul, pre-singing the song of thanksgiving in the solemn mass.

The whole movement can be described as a mess of various speeds, all kinds of clueless.

It is impossible to understand Beethoven's mind.

Wu Fusheng, as a completely native-trained pianist, finally played this complicated work into four movements that can be written independently on the ferry to the ocean of romanticism in Beethoven's late period.

For this alone, it is worth many audiences standing up and applauding him.

The first climax of the third round appeared at the beginning of the game.

"Wow——————"

Another wave of applause came.

Although we can also detect from the understatement of the last movement that the performer still has some thoughts about this movement that dare not suddenly press the keys.

But he is just over 25 years old, and his playing career has just begun.

Wu Fusheng wiped the sweat from his forehead and bowed again to thank him.

He is quite satisfied with his performance today.

After getting up and leaving a smile on the stage, he turned and walked towards the backstage exit.

It feels good to be the first to be on stage in the afternoon.

He has accumulated a new experience.

"The second contestant is Gao Jinhan, selected by Shencheng Conservatory of Music."

"His entry this round is—"
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Beethoven Piano Sonata No. 20 in C Major, Op. 53, Walstein Dawn.

Gao Jinhan, who is of medium stature, stepped onto the stage seriously under the applause. His expression at the moment is the opposite of this great work.

Walstein.

It is full of vigorous vitality, fresh breath and lyrical poetic interest.

Although it has an idyllic song, it is undoubtedly a work that is different from the hammer key but represents the same high level of difficulty as the hammer key.

Gao Jinhan took his seat, and at the beginning, he played the beginning of the show in a delicate way, bringing the music scene on the stage from the deep thinking left by Wu Fusheng to the bright natural scenery.

In the fourth subsection, the motivation proceeds to the second level of progression, and he then extends and develops the theme and ends.

Rigorous structural processing makes it clear the meaning behind each note.

Backstage, Park Dong Gun's small eyes carefully stared at Gao Jinhan on the stage.

Although the opponent was not as brilliant as the first contestant, the steady drop of fingers and the division of phrases undoubtedly reminded him that this was also an opponent worthy of attention.

There was a No. [-] player before his appearance. He looked left and right, but there was no one else except the staff.

It wasn't until the music on the stage was almost over that the white door in the corner of the backstage was pushed open, but his attention could no longer be drawn from the figure on the stage.

On the stage, the last set of roaring chords fell.

"Wow——————————"

The audience burst into applause again!

Li An walked slowly behind Pu Dong's gym, as if he didn't hear the atmosphere of the scene across the door, he calmly loosened the cuff of his left hand.

(End of this chapter)