Please, come home and practice the piano

There are many music festivals, large and small.

As far as the field of classical music is concerned, music festivals with various themes every year are dizzying.

Every summer, the whole of Europe seems to have entered the ocean of music festivals, attracting tourists from all over the world to flock to it, become an audience, and enjoy the sunshine, beautiful scenery and music.

Peel back these captivating surfaces and delve deeper into their core elements to discover what makes them unique and fascinating to visitors.

That’s the atmosphere of the music festival.

Unlike traditional concerts, anything can happen on the festival stage.

If you see a conductor suddenly fall during a music festival performance, don't worry, it must be a complete accident.

The conductor enlivens the music, or the performers enliven it, these are regular programs at music festivals.

Or maybe it’s a little trick where the conductor and the performers work together to liven things up.

One year, there was a bigger performance at a large international music festival. All the musicians conspired behind the conductor's back and went on stage to perform together, leaving the conductor on the stage.

In normal times, if a conductor encounters a bad temper, he will definitely storm out on the stage, and then find out the mastermind and fire him.

But the conductor who was pranked that day generously took off his tie, tied it on his baton, then inserted the baton on the podium, then walked to the second violinist, snatched the opponent's instrument from his hands, and sat down He became a musician, and then directly pushed the atmosphere to a climax amidst the laughter of the audience.

Whether it’s the script or the atmosphere, the audience never cares about what will happen on the music festival stage.

There are even "good" audiences looking forward to these lively scenes.

It is understandable that most of the audiences who come to the music festival are music lovers, and they also want to see another side of the usually solemn stage.

Probably most of the Chengdu audiences were experiencing the music festival for the first time and were still a little acclimated.

Obviously, the scene on the stage just now can connect the stage and the audience, but everyone restrained themselves very much.

He even cast his "malicious" gaze on the whistler.

Upon seeing this, Fang Yongbo walked down from the podium, raised his hand to his ear like a loudspeaker, leaned towards the piano with a puzzled expression, as if asking again: I can't hear what you said?

Li An smiled bitterly, do you have to play awkwardly?
This is the first music festival in his life.

Ang Lee was really smiling bitterly, but after the audience saw his expression, they started to feel a little bit wise.

I don’t know who took the lead, and then the audience burst into laughter.

When the landlord viola chief saw that Lao Fang was going to cause trouble, he just put down his violin and let's do it!
He stood up directly and imitated Fang Yongbo's movements, using the same posture towards the piano.

This time, the audience got a more precise hint, and immediately, the atmosphere in the entire concert hall became extremely joyful.

Those who didn’t know better thought that a live musical performance of Mozart’s piano concerto was being performed on the stage.

Seeing Liu Fengrui and Wang Xiaohu laughing, Xiaobei was speechless and asked Che Lin in a low voice: "Linlin, what are you doing?"

Xiao Chexin said, “I don’t know either. I was obviously fascinated by the music.”

The two little girls looked at their senior sister in confusion.

Ji Yang scratched his head: "Maybe the teacher and the orchestra have made an agreement?"

After a pause, he said, "Well, maybe it's a special effect of the show. Don't worry about it. Just laugh along."

The two little girls looked at each other. After a moment, Xiaobei forced out a lame smile, and Xiaoche was amused by Xiaobei's expression.

While the conversation was taking place off stage, the performance continued on stage.

Facing the repeated "provocations" from Fang Yongbo and some musicians, Ang Lee could only say that everyone was engaged in music performance, and each of them had lifelike expressions, as if they were going to eat him.

Of course Ang Lee meant what Fang Yongbo meant. Just before he went on stage, Fang Yongbo went to his lounge to find him, and the two reviewed the music one last time.

Before leaving the lounge, Fang Yongbo joked with him that he would compete with him in the third movement.

Who knows this is not a joke?
But who would have thought that Fang Yongbo would actually do this to him before the third movement started.

Alright alright.

Now that you've let go, let's just play.

While the audience was waiting for Ang Lee's reaction, Ang Lee directly raised his hand and played the first theme of the third movement.

The crisp sound of the piano sounded alone on the stage, which was different from the softness of the first movement and the longness of the second movement.

The extremely grainy tone is as sharp and angular as ice chips, bringing out a series of sounds that are full of dynamics.

After playing, he stopped his hand, then extended his hand to the orchestra, making an invitation gesture.

Facing Li An's response, Fang Yongbo immediately frowned, turned to his soldiers, and looked around, as if asking who would fight.

The principal viola player from Landlord immediately set up his violin to fight back, playing the section that Ang Lee had just played at a faster speed.

The smell of gunpowder is here.

Li An didn't wait for the landlord viola leader to be proud, and immediately played this line again at twice the speed of the opponent.

"Wow!!"

There was a sound of surprise in the audience. What did they hear just now? Lightning?
Even Philip was stunned for a moment by the hand exposed by Ang Lee. What finger?
Lao Tang shook his head, wondering what kind of functional monster this was.

Lao Tang was naturally convinced. At last year's Czerny Night, he stood behind Li An and saw with his own eyes what kind of hand speed Li An used to kill Wu Fusheng and the girl with glasses.

Just kidding, Ang Lee has never lost faster than Speed.

After playing, he once again cast his smiling eyes on Fang Yongbo's face.

Fang Yongbo immediately looked back at the landlord Viola.

Unexpectedly, this time the landlord Viola quickly threw up his cheeks and shook his head, covered his head with the sound of the piano and sat down.

"Hahahaha——" Wang Xiaohu thought they had won, "He gave up!"

Fang Yongbo was so angry that he thrust his hands into his waist, and then returned to the podium. There was still a scene behind him. He suddenly bent down and raised his hands.

The next second all the musicians sat up and made preparations to play.

Li An also adjusted his breathing.

Fang Yongbo waved his hands, the band played in unison, and the Mo-style court music scene suddenly appeared.

The relaxed and cheerful melody opens the prelude with incredible neatness.

As soon as the band started, the tempo was not too slow, and the audience naturally became quiet again.

Mozart Piano Concerto No.12 in A major K414, third movement.

Slightly faster Allegro.

A major.

Rondo form.

Whether it is for competition or music needs, all the string players move in unison at this moment, and the string sound flows naturally.

The picture is easily reminiscent of the scene in the German royal palace 200 years ago, with rows of palace musicians playing music together.

The only difference is that Rongai's musicians lack European-style costumes and wigs.

The orchestra introduction of the third movement presents the two main themes of the rondo.

This is the scene where Ang Lee and the landlord Viola were racing at high speed. The two themes contrasted with each other.

After the overture, Ang Lee officially came on stage to play a new theme.

Li An was as quick as a dragonfly, and he touched the keys sharply and quickly. He was extremely energetic and completed the piano part with extremely high quality.

Then the band took over the music, seemingly in an understatement, but secretly speeding up the music at Fang Yongbo's signal.The audience felt the band's speed increase, and everyone excitedly turned their attention to Ang Lee, wanting to see what response Ang Lee would give.

A new round of competition begins. How could Ang Lee show weakness? Besides, this is a live rehearsal in the audience.

Without No. [-]'s estimation, he raised his hands high and low, and his fingers seemed to turn into lasers, analyzing and processing each note independently and clearly.

The gorgeous piano sound has a strong directivity, he will win this round of competition!

The scene of incompatible "competition" between the two parties reappeared, and the battle witnessed a fierce stage.

It is obvious that Ang Lee has the upper hand this time.

But how could Fang Yongbo let Ang Lee win easily? He changed his legato command gesture directly to point-to-point, and increased the intensity of every movement.

The band's concentrated outburst finally came.

The subtitle of the second section can be seen as a repetition of the first section, where the horn player blows the dotted motive into the sky nine times in a row.

The whimpering horns turned the stage into a thick golden color, and the audience cheered with joy.

This wave of bands drowned out the sound of the piano with great success.

Seeing this scene, the children almost jumped up and cheered for their teacher.

Of course, Teacher Li will not disappoint the children. The upcoming final cadenza is his opportunity to launch a desperate counterattack.

When the string orchestra pushed the music to its climax one after another, at the critical moment, Ang Lee dropped his finger.

"Dang!" The sound sounded like a critical moment.

The third movement ushered in the last solo part of the piano part, and everyone looked at the piano.

Li An's arms were already swung left and right, and it was impossible to see clearly when his fingers were bouncing.

For a moment, the entire hall seemed to be completely dominated by the piano.

In just ten seconds, no one dared to blink for fear of missing any scene.

Ang Lee was on full fire, and even he couldn't count the density of the notes flowing out of his fingertips.

In the next moment, the notes per unit time were expanded to the extreme. The whirlwind sound formed by the interweaving of the left and right voices caused time to be compressed and rebounded, expanding a layer of auditory imagination space, which shocked everyone present. Eyes and ears.

Victory or defeat?

Just when the audience thought the winner was decided, Fang Yongbo's serious expression returned. He raised his left hand and stabbed with his right hand. In an instant, the band started again. At this moment, his emotions merged with the piano, but he still faintly remained. chasing each other.

In this way, the piano and the orchestra jointly construct the final Mozart order.

After another brief competition, their emotions finally merged into one.

Then the layers gradually unfolded, and finally, the fine lines continued to overlap and converge, just like the last moment before a volcano erupted and roared, the music launched its final surge toward the end with great vigor!

"when--!"

Band leader Lin Qingfeng is excited!

The landowner Viola is boiling!

All the musicians are excited!
The baton is boiling!

Fang Yongbo is excited!

Steinway is boiling!

The whole stage is boiling!
Song Kang had an intracranial orgasm!
Lao Tang took off his hat!
Old Wei's beard is flying!
Wang Xiaohu stood up!
Xiaobei's hand hurt from being scratched by the car!

Chen Xuan's heart was ignited!

The breaths of the art candidates are boiling!
All the audience is boiling!
Li An still maintained his final calm.

His mission is never completed until the music ends.

If the first movement was his gift to the orchestra, then the second movement was his gift to himself.

The third movement at this moment is what he gave to every live audience today.

From being slightly uneasy when sitting down to enjoying the stage wholeheartedly, no one knows how his mentality has changed.

Beethoven spent his whole life running hard, and when he arrived, he discovered that Mozart was born there.

So he has nothing to worry about, and it will be the same in the future. He will go on the stage whenever there is, prepare as hard as he can and perform well, and do everything possible to spread his music to the ears of every audience.

Without a stage, he continued to take classes with peace of mind, earned money to open classes and buy a house, taught every child well, moved his life forward in an orderly manner, and happily became a piano teacher. This is not a fast life.

Music comes from life and should come from life.

Playing the piano and living a warm and peaceful life are enough for him.

Although Teacher Li was calm at this moment, and even had a hint of pastoral yearning, he was not polite at all when he pointed.

The band's momentum suddenly weakened, and under the fiery gaze of the audience, he played the first theme again.

The piano's loud singing was full of joy, vitality and brightness, and was delivered to everyone's ears for the last time through his fingers.

Just like the first time.

Maybe Mozart was just a naughty boy who liked to hide his playfulness in the notes.

After repeated research by Ang Lee, he found that this rondo was like a prank.

He kept repeating that theme. In order to prevent the audience from getting tired of hearing it in advance, he came up with another bold idea when communicating with Fang Yongbo.

"Fang Zhi, how about we have a race?"

"Okay."

He did not expect Fang Yongbo to agree so easily. In fact, he did not expect that Fang Yongbo had exactly the same idea as him in the presentation of the third movement.

He just brought it up first.

Perhaps this is another reason why Fang Yongbo becomes more and more interested in it. The two of them share a common musical aesthetic, which for a conductor is like finding a musical confidant.

A comrade who can fight side by side.

Hence the scene of tonight’s third movement.

The piano solo and the orchestra don't just take turns talking, they flip and play in the funniest, most enjoyable way possible.

It's like someone saying: Anything you can do, I can do better.

And the other person said: No, I can

Another person said: No, you can't!
Another said: No, I can! !

So it is doomed that in this interactive competition between piano solo and band, there can be no real winner at all——

"when!"

As the last set of chords was played, Ang Lee's task was completely completed. Then he raised his hands and stopped the band before Fang Yongbo's closing movements were carried out.

Fang Yongbo pretended to be stunned, and the whole song K414 officially ended.

The entire concert hall fell into silence for a second.

next second.

"Wow——————————"

Except for the audience.