Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 252 247. Forget about format, seek the truth

It is expected that the audience will need to find an outlet for their emotions after listening to Moonlight.

I also expected that someone must take the lead in the applause, after all, there is another track in the second half.

So Fu Tianming arranged for Ma Yu and Zheng Haitao to prepare in advance, and asked them to lead the brothers and sisters of the Wei family class to applaud after Li An finished playing the third movement.

"The applause needs to be louder."

The two couldn't help being confused when they heard this.

Especially Zheng Haitao.

If Li An confessed to him, he would definitely not think too much about it.

But Fu Tianming suddenly arranged this job for them, and he doubted whether Li An knew about it.

Based on his understanding of Ang Li, the other party would definitely explain this to him in advance.

The main reason for his doubts was that the arrangement was unreasonable.

How could this be done?

In his perception, this is a big taboo in concerts.

Although it is not explicitly stated that the applause must be heard at the beginning and end of the concert, if the audience indulges their enthusiasm at other time points, the performers on the stage will definitely be disturbed.

This will directly affect the quality of a concert.

So he had to ask clearly.

In the end, Fu Tianming told him that this was a link planned in advance with Li An.

The swearing appearance is like a speech at the opening of a concert, which makes people have to be convinced.

So he didn't think much about it.

Then applaud, and in his opinion, the interpretation of the song Moonlight is also worthy of the audience's uncontrollable emotions.

Fu Tianming then whispered a few words to the two of them.

"After a while after Ang Lee leaves the stage"

The two became even more confused after hearing this, but they didn't say anything more.

They are here today to work.

That's it, 3 minutes ago, Ang Lee maintained a gentleman's demeanor, stood up amidst applause with a smile on his face, and returned to the backstage.

He must come back first, which is also an unwritten performance etiquette.

After Fu Tianming told him the cause and effect, he understood what was going on, and at the same time he agreed with the other party's actions.

In his estimation, among the four works he played, Moonlight was the most obscure.

The three songs have been performed, and it is indeed as he expected.

Regardless of what the audience did and felt after listening to it, even if no one would think about the clues he left in the performance of the three movements, he didn't know it at the moment, but he still believed that everyone should be given a little time to digest their emotions.

This is more conducive to the performance of his next last work.

So watching the applause sound again at this time, it seems a bit just right.

And Fu Tianming then told him in a low voice, take the storm as the first encore song in your heart and play it.

Plans changed?

Li An blinked his eyes when he heard these words, and then grinned involuntarily.

The two smiled at each other.

For a moment, Li An sighed in his heart, sometimes he has to be a writer.

This change in the rhythm of the process made him feel a little more inexplicable expectation for the next step.

Encores, also known as encores, as the name suggests.

At a concert, the soloist who is the protagonist will perform all the works on the repertoire. If the applause and reaction from the audience are enthusiastic enough, the soloist will perform one or two additional works that do not appear on the repertoire, usually It is a masterpiece of the more popular short pieces or soloists.

The encore section is usually seen as a comprehensive two-way judgment from the stage and the audience before the end of a concert.

The more enthusiastic the audience, the harder the soloists put out high-quality repertoire, which means the more successful the concert will be.

At this time, Wen Xiao came to the backstage entrance from the control room, took the mineral water in Fu Tianming's hand, unscrewed the cap and took a sip, put down the bottle and took a sip, and made an OK gesture under the expectant eyes of the two.

Li An and Fu Tianming said in unison: "It's hard work."

To say that the busiest person these days should be Wen Xiao.

Not to mention a few hours of sleepless nights, most of tonight's concert has passed.

She didn't listen for 5 minutes.

Especially the first movement of Moonlight, which she is looking forward to very much.

From the afternoon to just now, Wen Xiao was busy in the control room.

Fu Tianming walked behind Wen Xiao and squeezed Wen Xiao's shoulders, and kept saying to Li An, "You have to make up a special session for my wife when you come back."

"Wow————————"

Before Li Ang could react, applause suddenly broke out in the front stage, and passed through the stage to the backstage entrance.

It hasn't been 2 minutes since he returned to the backstage.

He looked at Fu Tianming again with a hint of admiration, and the whole set of atmosphere before the return was fully created.

Nodding along with the applause, he said, "One game is not enough, two games are enough."

Wen Xiao laughed: "No, no, Master Li will record a moonlight record in the future and just send me a copy."

Fu Tianming shook his head after hearing this: "No, at least 10."

While the three were talking and laughing, the applause outside the door grew louder.

"I'll be off the stage right after playing the storm, and I'll leave the rest to you."

Li An loosened his cuffs as he spoke, turned around and strode towards the light outside the door.

In the east and west corners of the back row of the auditorium, Ma Yu and Zheng Haitao saw Li Ang appear on the stage, and their subordinates worked even harder.

The art candidates standing behind them felt the enthusiasm and clapped harder.

That's right, the hall was quiet just now, and it was the two of them who took the initiative to set off this wave of applause.

Fu Tianming confessed.

Before the start of the fourth track, we will greet our Senior Brother Li An with applause.

"Wow————————"

Hearing the applause getting louder and louder, the concert regulars, including Lin Youyou inviting Qin Yong, couldn't help but wonder, is the atmosphere at this level before the concert is over?

Chen Xuan, who knew a little bit about the inside story, guessed that the progress of the concert might have changed.

But she doesn't know exactly what will happen next.

This time Ang Lee went to the piano and sat down directly. He didn't raise his hand until the applause in his ears disappeared completely.

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

Clear arpeggiated chords roll out one after the other from under the raised castanets in a soothing manner with a sense of rhythm.

In an instant, the atmosphere of the scene was brought under the sun, and the gentle breeze blew across the tranquil sea, causing ripples in circles.

The camera zooms in, and during the process of playing the first set of arpeggiated chords, Ang Lee's fingers are placed flat on the keys almost all the way, and when he finally presses each note, his fingers will slightly pull back on the knuckles.

A mysterious charisma is very powerful in each pull-back action, and he only releases the pedal after the free extension of the last note is over.

Immediately afterwards, he saw his right hand continuously jumping out six groups of ABBC sound patterns in a very fast and dexterous way!

strong-weak-strong-weak-
The soothing and calm atmosphere of the music suddenly became tense, and the depths of the calm sea became faintly agitated, and a feeling of uneasiness began to spread around the figure in front of the piano.

It wasn't until the crescendo all the way to the end of A major that the fingers on the keyboard gradually slowed down.

Chord arpeggio reproduction.

The warm breeze blew again, but a trace of anxiety had been infiltrated into it.

In just one breath, his right hand was beating rapidly again.

The sharp contrast between stillness and movement is once again formed with the soothing and quiet second before.

Between stillness and movement, the deep sense of contradiction is still unfolding under the curtain of the stage.

Such as the confrontation between spirit and body, the confrontation between freedom and imprisonment.

The sunny day has passed and the clouds are overcast.

"when!!"

A cluster of strong waves rushed from the sea to the sky suddenly, and the next second a majestic thunder flashed across the sky.

The hands of the piano were like calling the wind and rain, and finally untied at the last moment of tonight.

Beethoven Piano Sonata No.17.

storm.

It is also the last work of tonight's concert.

After performing this work, Ang Lee's first solo recital in his life is coming to an end.

What awaits him next, he doesn't know.

But he knew that all he could do was try his best to play the last piece well.

Different from the melody that was stirring in his ears at this time, his heart was crazier and more restless.

For the first time, Ang Lee removed all the shackles.

Like the final battle of all heroic stories, frustration and long search are vented here.

"when!"

Another group of extremely penetrating runs leaped fiercely from under his fingers.

The audience looked at him on the stage obsessively.

At this moment, Li Ang's body seemed to be no longer shrouded in some mysterious light.

His expression was no longer indifferent, his eyes flashed scorching hot, and the hair tips following the swing of his head shone brightly under the golden table light.

Ang Lee has never played the storm he is most familiar with like this.

He seems to have forgotten the format, the tradition.

Not knowing which motive to start with, he began to listen to the hints of his body's instincts, using his hands to find clues between the theme and harmony tension, and to find the peaceful harbor between life and art.

"when!!"

Another deep sound full of complexity and grandeur.

He raised his hands up and down, and looked up at the sky above the stage.

For the first time, he discovered that the sky above the stage was so close to him, as if he could touch it by raising his hand.

As he pressed harder and harder, the confrontation between Tian and Hai in the music finally reappeared a sense of conflict of fate.

The power gathers and rises during the transmission, from vigorous to solemn, and it is played to the extreme at the last moment.

"when!!"

And in the next instant.

The vast scene of fighting between the sky and the sea suddenly disappeared.

The screen returned to the golden stage, and Li An was already sweating profusely in front of the piano.

The last theme of the first movement group ends with an extended function of the D minor chord, and the music fades out of the stage with a kind of calm serenity.

Flick again.

The sunny and calm sea surface appeared again.

Li Ang's expression was also much softer, and every note under his finger was full of poetic and picturesque.

As if experiencing the turbulent waves of the first movement, the tranquility after the storm at this moment seems quiet and peaceful.

The ultimate romanticism, poetic beauty.

Time passes by second by second in the music.

I don't know how long it has passed, like eating the sweet fruits of victory.

The second movement ended quietly in a peaceful atmosphere.

The music finally comes to the third movement again.

Li An, who liberated himself, returned to his most familiar finger running.

And today.

In this last movement.

at his solo concert.

The infinitely moving rapid hidden sound is no longer just a faint part in the dream, nor does it radiate passion in a kind of wandering.

From tense and hesitant to solid and powerful.

For the first time, Ang Lee looked straight ahead in the third month of the storm, and rushed forward with both hands unswervingly.

At this moment, music opened up an irreplaceable path of passion for him.

If life must experience a profound loss, then from this moment on, Ang Lee is no longer confused.

All the way to today, he has been searching, blind, frustrated, troubled, desperate, overthrown, and start again.

The cycle seems to be trapped in a huge maze, going round and round.

until this moment.

Li An still couldn't see the road ahead, but he was no longer confused.

All emotions have gathered until the last moment.

The entire concert hall seemed to be waiting for the last explosion.

The moment that everyone in the audience is most looking forward to and needs to be released the most!

With the increasingly tense atmosphere at the scene, the air seemed to be rubbing against high pressure to produce a silent scream!

Someone clenched their fists tightly in front of their chests, as if waiting until the last moment to make that earth-shattering sound with the player in front of the piano.

"when!"

finally come.

At the moment when everyone was holding their breath and preparing to shout, the player in front of the piano just exhaled lightly.

The ten fingers jumped a few times and drew a full stop at the final end.

The moment he stopped, Li An let out a foul breath.

He thought the storm just now was the most satisfying he had ever played.

In an atmosphere of incomparable silence, his trembling hands, which he could not help but leave the keys, seemed to be still in the flow of musical thoughts just now, where the strokes of his 26 years of life were written.

"BRAVO!!!!"

Suddenly, someone stood up and screamed from the backcourt!

"Wow—————————————————————"

Stand up!

The monstrous applause directly pierced the sound cover of the stage in an instant, and the entire hall was filled with echoing applause so that nothing else could be filled.

Li An couldn't help showing a relaxed smile.

You're done with the part about him here.

The concert is finally over.

The moment you raised your hand, the huge pain from your waist was finally dispelled by the applause at the scene.

Li An supported the piano and stood up.

While wiping sweat, he walked to the front of the stage.

Under the dim light.

He saw the audience stand up, and everyone applauded.

He knew that the applause was for him, but looking at the dark figure in front of him, he still felt a sense of unreality.

The picture in the dream is brought to reality.

The applause continued, Li An looked left and right, the area in front of the seat, and the area behind the seat.

a long time.

He bowed deeply, ninety degrees.

"Wow———————————————————"

The applause continued to rise!

Li An stood up and bowed again in several other directions.

Every bow is ninety degrees without exception.

Even though every bending motion made him grit his teeth.

Get up one last time.

Several moving figures appeared in his eyes again.

Can't help shaking his head and smiling bitterly.

The familiar scene is coming again.

This time the first person to step onto the stage surprised him a bit.

It's Xiao Bei.

Holding a large bouquet of flowers, Xiao Bei seemed a little flustered when he walked up to the stage. His walk turned into a run, and he rushed to Li An in a blink of an eye.

"teacher!!"

Then he stuffed the bouquet in his hand into Li An's arms.

"teacher!!"

"teacher!"

"teacher!"

"teacher!"

Then Xiao Liu, Chi Yu, Ma Ke, Che Lin, Xiao Hu, each child rushed over and sent flowers to Li An's arms.

Every child rushing over was a shock, and Li An had to take a half step back at any time with the pain in his back.

Ji Yang followed at the end, and subconsciously took the initiative to help Li An take the bouquet that couldn't fit in his arms.

"teacher."

on the stage.

A teacher is surrounded by his children with the most admiration.

The innocent smiling faces of the children are more gorgeous than the golden stage at this moment.

Looking at Li An again, the corners of his eyes seemed to be moist.
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In the control room, Wen Xiao has already made all the preparations for the next step, so she has enough time to record this scene with the camera.

(End of this chapter)