Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 216 211. Under the Finals, Western Sound, Eastern Rhyme

Yanev, who was obsessed with hot pot, stepped onto the stage. He asked the conductor to walk behind him, and he bowed in front to lead the way.

On the stage, it is a very gentlemanly behavior for a soloist to lead the conductor when he comes out.

Coupled with the naive character image, he dissipated the hostility of some audiences towards him as soon as he appeared on the stage.

friendship first, competition later
Music has no borders.

This is the tone.

A foreigner's name suddenly appeared in a Chinese piano competition, which would inevitably make everyone feel sad, after all, the piano is their property.

Even our best pianists still rely on the teachings of Western teachers.

Therefore, in such a arena, the appearance of foreigners will give many viewers a feeling that the balance of the game has been broken.

Then those who destroy the balance are our enemies.

Facing the enemy, we have always only had bayonets.

But this bayonet cannot be stabbed at Yanev, because he is a foreigner who understands etiquette~
"Wow—————————

Yanev bowed and sat down, adjusted his sitting posture briefly, and then looked at the podium.

Xie Gan was enduring the pain in his back and handed Yanev a questioning smile of "Is it all right?"

Yanev nodded.

Then Xie Gan was looking at the two oboe and trumpet brothers in the wind group, and raised his hand after receiving their affirmative gazes.

Everything is quiet.

Wave your wrists and lean up.

The two actions happened at the same time, and the moment the musicians received the instruction, they played the first measure of the first movement of k271.

Yanev also put his hands on the keyboard early after meeting the old man's eyes.

Because in the first movement of k271, the piano will join this magical Mozart symphonic journey from the second measure.

After the band played the first bar, Yanev calmly clapped his fingers.

The relaxed appearance of his frowning and pouting is just like the lively note he is pointing at the moment, flowing and flowing without losing the duty that an eighth note should have.

Talk to the band fluently, without deliberately pursuing volume balance.

At individual moments he will first suppress and then rise.

First, like a little rabbit lurking in the grass, quietly observing, then suddenly raised his front feet and stood up quickly in an unexpected place.

Scary one.

And when you realize that this is just a rabbit showing its big teeth and wants to get closer, the other party has already lurked again waiting for the next opportunity to play a prank.

The Mozart under Yanev has a straightforward innocence.

It's so straightforward that people don't need to think too much, just grinning along with his music and emptying their minds, and they can enjoy a few minutes of relaxation.

The scene spent minutes and seconds in this atmosphere. When the music came to the second movement, the strong sadness woven by the string group still couldn't make the bear in front of the piano show even a sad look.

The way he frowns is full of drama.

Compared with the ray of light shot through the dark clouds played by the glasses girl with her ten fingers, he is more like a puppeteer in this movement, controlling a plump bantam with both hands, twisting his body on the wire , dancing a charming dance.

Not only that, Yanev also used free speed to add color to his dance, giving people a more exaggerated sense of picture.

Whether there is any suspicion of over-interpreting the childlike side of Mozart's music is a matter for the judges and music critics.

The audience is basically only responsible for listening, and most of the comments that can be typed on the barrage are ignored, and as of now, the audience in the major live broadcast rooms is about [-]% less than before the start of the game.

Players can listen and comment.

Wu Fusheng felt fine.

Among the emerging young players in Russia in recent years, he has paid attention to Yanev.

As far as he knows Yanev, his personal style is indeed like this, which deviates from the traditional Russian piano, but he thinks this is not a bad thing.

Liang Chunyu also thinks it's okay, aside from this song k271, judging purely from the technical point of view, Yanev's ability to control the change of timbre is really powerful.

Jiang Sheng doesn't like it, she simply doesn't like the kind of performers who are too expressive in their performances.

Glasses Girl is the only Chinese contestant who chose k271 in the final, and she should have the most to say.

But she was asleep.

Her neighbor was equally quiet.

On the sofa next to Li Ang, there was a score, and the third movement of k466 had turned to the last page.

Holding his mobile phone, with a slight smile in his eyes, he let Yanev on the screen above his head play the third movement.

leisurely.

In the screen of the mobile phone in front of him, he is sitting on a distant stage playing Mozart k545 in casual clothes.

This is the stage of the Huayang Theater, a video before the rehearsal of the Yudong Piano Group's teacher-student concert on the afternoon of August 8th.

He was playing Mozart.

The photographer is Chen Xuan.

He remembered seeing Chen Xuan at the gate of the concert hall when he bowed for the last time, and he also remembered that the other party sent him this video.

It's just that he was busy dealing with various problems and didn't pay attention to it.

After watching it carefully from beginning to end, he was quite moved.

Especially Chen Xuan can see several of his children from the shooting angle.

Xu Li sat on the left of Wang Xiaohu, and Liu Fengrui sat on the right. Liu Fengrui raised his head, and Wang Xiaohu stuck his face in the gap between the front seats.

Sitting behind them were Ji Yang and Che Lin, both with the same short hair style.

One is like a big version of Che Lin, and the other is like a small version of Ji Yang.

When he played the first movement of k545, Che Lin tilted her head.

It seems that the fate is really destined, and later he gave Che Lin to play the k545.

The four of them just looked at him on the stage like this, and he could probably complement everyone's expressions at that time.

After watching the video, Ang Lee clicked to bookmark it, it is another memory that can be cherished.

Ang Lee remembered that that afternoon, he went to the scene ahead of time and walked around the empty stage a few times by himself.

He likes the feeling of standing on the stage and looking down at the audience. He feels that he is the truest self standing on the stage.

Maybe he was a little bit depressed because he didn't have his personal show that night.

Then he sat down at the piano and played a lot of Mozarts in succession.

It's hard to describe how he felt at the time.

There are not only expectations for the future, but also the inseparability of life in Rongcheng.

He imagined what would happen to his students and Chen Xuan if he went abroad.

In that state, he gradually found a relaxed performance state in Mozart's melody, which liberated Cathay's long-standing music emotional problems.

That solo performance on stage made him realize that the emotional beauty of playing that he has been looking for is actually not an external poetic power, but a profound experience of life.

At the same time, he also remembered that it was a small Mozart concert that he gave to the children and himself.

So why didn't Chen Xuan directly give this video to herself, but let herself open it by leaving clues in this way.

The answer was self-evident, and the other party decided to remind him in a tactful way.

Remind him of what?
The moment Li An watched the video, he immediately thought of the two short conversations in the room last night.

Then an answer came to mind.

"It seems that everyone is very optimistic about you."

"I'm here too."

"It's not as good as it is, eat it quickly, the food is cold."

"I'm stuffed."

Perhaps it was his slightly negative tone that Chen Xuan saw, and the other party used such a method to cheer herself up.

indeed.

In the video, he played several Mozarts in succession with ease on another stage four months ago.

After watching this video, Ang Lee really remembered that he had played Mozart in such a continuous manner.

First of all, he is very grateful to his lovely girlfriend for her considerate care.

The second thing he wants to say is, don't worry, his condition is fine.

Although the performance in the video sounds very good.

But he dared to say that if he played any piece of that afternoon now, he would play it better than he did then.

Because after four months of polishing, his skills and handling of Mozart's music have come a step closer.

Strength is acquired bit by bit, and state and inspiration are always lower in his priority than practice.

That's why after watching everyone's co-productions, he asserted that Wu Fusheng must be in the top two, and even thought that the other party had a high probability of being the gold medal winner of this competition.

It is obvious that the all-round strength displayed by the opponent is there.

At the same age of 25, Wu Fusheng has already played a complete set of Bei Zuo, Xiao Lian, and Czerny 740.

This is just what he knows, what he doesn't know?
The sweat behind each exercise is known only to those who have personally practiced it.

In the four years of Ang Lee University plus the two and a half years after graduating from a bachelor's degree, he practiced without a break, and he only completed less than half of Wu Fusheng's repertoire.

Although after graduation he had to spend part of his time working because of livelihood issues.

no way.

This is the reality, congenital family conditions are as important as acquired efforts.

What's more, the talent shown by the other party at this stage is at least not inferior to him.

Then why did he win the opponent.

Is it based on a certain state of falling from the sky after coming to power?

Li Ang knew very well that from the perspective of the rules, he had entered the finals and was only one step away from the gold medal.

But the distance of this step is still not short for the current him.

Now go back and look at this paragraph again.

From preparing for the competition to going out, across two worlds, practicing while taking care of work and life, he has done everything he can.

At this moment, his two hole cards have all been played.

The storm helped him narrowly advance to the third round, and bid farewell to sending him to the final.

I have no regrets.

He even had to say that he was very happy and satisfied.

He has met the best performers from the top colleges and universities in China, and at the same time, he has seen his own shortcomings. The most important thing is that he has regained the key that belongs to him.

The name of the key is confidence.

It was the last gift he left to him before saying goodbye.

Really no regrets.

After this game, whether his life will undergo some changes, perhaps this is a question that is more worthy of his deliberation.

Look aside at the posters on the wall.

The words 'No. 18th Xinghai Cup National Piano Competition Youth Open Group Final' seemed like a chapter that had already been turned in his heart.

Standing up and letting out a sigh of relief, Li An thanked Xiaomi for the reminder, which made him revisit the entire passage, and also reminded him of those children at such a moment.

He guessed at least three of them were waiting for his appearance at this moment.

Give the kids another good example.

moment.

As Yanev stood up and bowed on the big screen, Ang Lee walked out of his rest room calmly.

At the last moment, all he can do is to keep all his thoughts about k466 on the final stage according to his vision.

In this work, his effort is no less than Farewell.

The reason why this work cannot be his trump card is because the concerto and the sonata are really two different things.

However, just as he walked from the rest room to the backstage for such a short distance, a small change happened on the stage.

Mr. Xie Zhengqian was helped off the stage by the head of the orchestra.

Just as Li An walked out of the safe passage, Wang Dali came towards him in a hurry, accompanied by a staff member and Wu Fusheng.

The backstage entrance hall where the three of them were walking around in disorder just now seemed like an emergency happened.

Before he could furrow his brows, the three of them had already walked in front of him, Wang Dali hurriedly said: "I was just looking for you, you have to adjust the repertoire!"

what's the situation?
Immediately afterwards, Wu Fusheng explained that Mr. Xie felt unwell after conducting Yanev's repertoire and was helped off the stage.

Li An frowned, took a breath for a moment, and hurriedly asked concerned: "Xie Zhi, are you okay?"

Wang Dali stared at Li An word by word and said: "Don't worry about anything now, adjust your state first, and play the designated song first when you go on stage."

Wu Fusheng didn't expect that there would be a sudden change at the last moment. He had already walked behind Li An and patted Li An's shoulders to relax, "Mr. Xie is fine, don't mess around, there is still waiting for instructions, and the band is ready-made, you have already arranged it." Now, don’t think about anything for a while, just let go and play.”

Li An understood, Mr. Xie might not be able to come on stage today, and it might be Hou Zhentao who will be on stage soon.

Thinking about the various exchanges with the other party in the past two days, he calmed down a little.

"Director Wang, Xie means you won't be able to go on stage today?"

He must clarify this question.

Wang Dali nodded: "We will arrange an assistant conductor to play after you play the designated piece."

call--

Li An took a deep breath.

no problem.

First recall Yunxiang, then k466.

ok.

call--

Then he took another deep breath and got an affirmative answer, so he didn't think too much about it.

Then he looked at Wang Dali: "Director Wang, I can play now."

Wang Dali looked at his watch: "Give you another 2 minutes?"

Li An shook his head, "No need, I'm ready."

Wang Dali sent Li An to the entrance of the stage. At this time, Jiang Sheng, Liang Chunyu and others also rushed to the backstage hall. No one expected that things would turn out like this.

Wang Dali finally confirmed with Li An, Li An loosened his cuffs, and answered Wang Dali with a smile that made everyone at the scene relax.

Wang Dali patted Li An's arm, then lowered his head and said softly into the headset: "Announcement."

The next second took the lead in applauding.

"The last contestant in this round, No. 066 Li An, was selected by the Gansu Musicians Association."

"Wow——————"
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The live broadcast room didn't know what happened backstage. They only knew that the Russian player had to wait for a while before hearing the last player's appearance.

And the audience only saw the conductor being helped off the stage, even if someone had already guessed something, they could only be anxious.

Chen Xuan's heart was already in her throat, and Lin Youyou was not much better.

The two heaved a sigh of relief after seeing Li An's appearance.

In the Yudong conference room, everyone also breathed a sigh of relief, but only a sigh of relief.

Two and a half hours ago, Qin Yong's analysis of the lottery numbers seemed to be still lingering in everyone's ears.

"Brother, what should we do in this situation?"

Wang Panpan's anxious voice asked everyone's aspirations.

"Change command."

Looking at Li An who was on the stage alone, Qin Yong also wondered if there was another possibility. Li An pointed to himself, but then he dismissed this idea.

Change conductor?

Isn't this the same as the previous rehearsal?

Everyone was deeply speechless.

"Don't worry, that assistant conductor is a disciple of Mr. Xie, and he is also well-known in the Yanjing conductor circle."

Qin Yong said so, but in fact he had never seen the stage of this ring finger.

I can only hope that everything goes well for Li An in the next half hour or so.
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Familiar taste, familiar lighting, familiar applause, unfamiliar applause volume.

It was the first time he stepped onto the stage with nearly [-] spectators, and Li An was a little excited. He stopped in front of the piano, turned around and looked at the blackness beyond the horizon.

Gently bent down.

He didn't take his seat until the applause died down, which was the etiquette of a soloist.

After adjusting the height of the piano bench, he put his hands on his legs and closed his eyes.

In a few seconds, the stage was no longer hot, and he heard the wind blowing on the stage again.

The wind blows, as if taking away the small changes before the stage.

Opening his eyes again, he knew it was time.

Raise your hand and drop your fingers, without any extra movements in between.

The index and middle fingers of his right hand alternate rapidly across the high register.

Like shards of ice shattering, a series of vibrato sounds came out from the piano castanets, first fast, then slow, then fast and then slow.

The volume of the sound of the piano is also changing when the speed changes. The first time it is fast to the slow sound, the sound is crescendoed, and the second time it is fast to the slow sound.

The same group wrote free extended vibrato, and the performances of the six players have their own characteristics.

Some are harsh and ruthless, some are soft and tender, some are long and continuous, and some are short and slow. Yanev's performance just now only took one beat on this vibrato.

And Li An has already lasted ten seconds.

That's right, during these ten seconds, his two fingers didn't get stuck, no matter what changes in speed and strength they made.

As the vibrato echoed in the hall became slower and slower, and finally almost turned into two medium-tempo eighth notes appearing alternately, gradually, a feeling of duckweed floating between the sky and the earth emerged spontaneously in the empty hall.

Suddenly he withdrew his hand, leaving only the slightest echo.

Then he immediately prostrated his hands on the keys, making two sets of ascending scales.

The elegant and coherent progression pushes the music to a more profound place, and then begins to play complex and dense running with the main and dominant chords of the two cardinal points of AE on the chart.

Through non-stop running back and forth and superimposed appearances, the melody seems to enter between light and dark.

The ambilight effect and the sense of refraction like light and shadow cast a mysterious veil on the stage at this moment.

If it is not known that Ang Lee and Yanev played the same works designated for the finals, the audience who listened to the two editions consecutively would definitely think that the piece played by Ang Lee at this moment and the piece played by Yanev just now are two different pieces.

What Yanev played was more like a folk song, purer than what Wu Fusheng played.

And Ang Lee's performance made people unable to understand what he was playing, but it gave people a colorful feeling.

It's as if listening to Ang Lee's performance, you can see scenes of endless light and shadow pictures.

At the guest table, Mr. Li Hongchang, the author of the song, also thought about what this young performer wanted to express through his work during Ang Lee's performance.

Or how the other party is interpreting his works.

He was a little confused.

But as the melody in his ears became clearer, his eyes gradually brightened.

This slick.

He smiled lightly.
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When Ang Lee got this modern folk music piano score, it was like getting a composition essay.
There was only one thing on my mind, dismantling.

Because I don't understand.

But everything remains the same, no matter how complex the tone style is, it also has its roots.

Tonal styles vary depending on the temperament.

Traditional Chinese music is based on the pentatonic mode, while Western music is based on the twelve equal temperament.

Then after determining the tone of this work, Ang Lee began to conceive how to play it.

Yun Xiang recalled.

He really couldn't get to Yunxiang's points from the chart, so only memories remained.

Therefore, the theme of this work was decided when he was not sure whether he could perform on stage.

Memories.

Since it is a memory, it should have a kind of thoughts and imagination in it.

The description is even more exaggerated, and the small vortices reflect various and immortal images.

And this kind of thing is better expressed on strings.

The piano is more suitable for a typical musical instrument of twelve equal temperament.

So what to do?
Take a closer look at the spectrum.

The way is here.

Western music is centered on vertical harmony, reflecting the color of sound.

This is fully reflected in Yanev Yanev's Yunxiang memories. Even without barlines and standard Western-mode harmony progression, he can find the content he is familiar with from the left and right scores, and then Play it prominently.

Huaguo music emphasizes the ups and downs of the horizontal melody and pays attention to the artistic conception of rhyme.

Whoever said this was the old man Li himself.

Lee strongly agrees with this view.

So there is the ten-second-long vibrato at the beginning, with various ups and downs, changing patterns, and it is this horizontal ups and downs that should be highlighted.

What kind of ups and downs can a vibrato in a Chinese piano work have to talk about the piano, a Western instrument.

No matter what kind of ups and downs, you can only use traditional piano techniques to present.

This back and forth completely opened Li An's mind.

Combining the rhyme needed in Huaguo's works, and integrating the traditional western piano techniques, and not sticking to it, but changing it.

So Ang Lee's most confident finger technique was developed to the extreme under this playing idea.

It is said that he has little time to practice Yunxiang's memory during the whole period, yes, because he doesn't need to spend too much time to practice at all.

It's not going to be the same every time anyway.

Rhyme is intangible.

Just like the citation notes flying all over the sky at this moment, I saw a pair of big hands on the keyboard overflowing with light, and where they landed, there would be a pool of waves.

The audience in the live broadcast room were dumbfounded.

Why is it that every time they think they have figured out the tune of this piece, someone will come on stage and subvert their senses.

Isn't this bullying people?

Could this be the true face of this work?

On the public screen, a series of [? ? ? ? ? ? 】

Yes.

Although they still couldn't understand, the appearance of this person was too gorgeous.

Brilliant or flamboyant?
This is the question asked in the mind of those who know the piano.

Wu Fusheng never expected that Yun Xiang's memories of Li An's subordinates would look like this.

Liang Chunyu +1.

Jiang Sheng:.
Inexplicably, Zeng Mengqiu resounded the true and false Czerny Night, that night Li An played the rapid transposition work.

Yanev felt a little taste of Huaguo music, and he said that Ang Lee's finger-dropping technique was very similar to his previous teacher.

Lin Youyou thinks that Ang Lee's work is better than Wu Fusheng's, but not as good as Liang Chunyu's
Chen Xuan: It's different from last time, but it's still great.

Ji Yang: awsl! ! ! !
Liu Fengrui: This is my teacher?

Wang Xiaohu: I'm lonely, I can't go to the scene

Yu Xiaobei: Mom, come and see Teacher Li!

Che Lin: teacher
Lin Pengfei: fuck it
Everyone who is paying attention to the game at this moment cannot ignore the gliding hands on the keyboard.

As if music is not important at this moment.

However, in fact, the work begins with an unpredictable vibrato, and the music picture is laid out at the beginning, and the profound and complete picture emerges from the charm of the melody. The sound and the scene are born together.

Li An's grass-snake gray line, the final tremolo completed in just one second, echoed the ten-second tremolo ending at the beginning, making the whole work a logical and rigorous whole at the end.

The form changes but the content remains the same. Ten seconds and one second are both trills.

In the empty hall, there was only the last echo floating in the air.

This is the last blank of Li An Yunxiang's memories.

So far, can anyone say that this work has no music in it?

The performance of Ang Lee's designated works was completed.

Without applause, silence speaks louder here.

Li An put away his hands in front of the piano, raised his head and let out a mouthful.

At this moment, his body was completely opened, and his emotions were completely mobilized.

come on.

The majestic and boundless K466 is not for achievement, just leave this performance
At this time.

He heard footsteps behind him, he didn't need to listen carefully, it was Hou Zhentao.

no problem.

Under the eyes of everyone in the audience, Hou Zhentao stepped onto the podium.

The two people in front of the piano and on the podium looked at each other, and Li An saw a trace of anxiety from the other's expression.

At this moment, he could only give the other party a comforting look.

Hou Zhentao did not expect that he would be on stage under such circumstances. The teacher had already been sent to the infirmary. Next, he tried his best to keep himself calm. His responsibility was to replace the conductor who was unable to play.

Receiving Ang Lee's affirmative gaze, he turned his gaze back to the sheet music unfolded in front of him, then sighed and looked at the two parts of trumpet and oboe.

The two people who were seen were only surprised for a moment, and then started to prepare.

There have been five performances in a row, and each musician feels a little tired to varying degrees, and they also want to finish their work quickly.

The moment Hou Zhentao swung down.

The auditorium exploded first.

At this moment, Li An was calmly looking at himself reflected on the dark piano board.

(End of this chapter)