Debut After Eight Years

Meng Xinrui has an illusion.

seem.

It is not Wang Qian who sits in front of her and plays the guzheng, but her mother.

The famous Guzheng master in China is also her idol since childhood.

Wang Qian's temperament and state when playing the guzheng are almost exactly the same as when her mother played the guzheng.

It does not have the graceful temperament of a Western gentleman when playing the piano, but a kind of elegance and introverted temperament unique to the ancient Eastern culture, as well as the murderous mystery exuded by this guzheng song.

She doesn't know what this song is.

never heard before.

I have never heard Wang Qian talk about it.

The title, the score, nothing is known.

but…

Just looking at Wang Qian, he heard a sound of Guzheng.

Meng Xinrui could feel the battlefield of the golden horse and iron horse, and the majesty and unquestionable belonging to the general, which made her have the impulse to obey Wang Qian's orders.

this…

The shocking moment in Meng Xinrui's heart became blank. He was completely attracted by this piece, and was shocked and conquered by Wang Qian's performance. His mind was full of gold and iron horses, banners and banners, making pictures such as mountains and so on appear.

The thousands of teachers, students and people outside the school sitting across from the podium were even more shockingly silent.

No one speaks!

Even if no one moved, they couldn’t bear to look away. The only thing everyone was doing was to raise their ears, not to miss the sound of every guzheng string plucking, and to keep their eyes away from Wang Qian at the moment, and I didn’t want to miss Wang Qian. Every action, and every second of the temperament change on the body.

For a while, like a general with wisdom and bravery sitting in the center, dispatching troops and generals.

For a while, just like before riding a horse, witnessing his own soldiers lay down and kill the enemy, the commander of Taishan collapse before him!

After a while, a faint smile appeared, and then disappeared quickly, but it turned out that he had already victorious and returned to camp...

The Guzheng playing progresses step by step.

Go into battle and kill the enemy at every step.

At the end of the tune.

Almost everyone did not recover from that picture.

It seems that the thousands of teachers and students who attended the class were all soldiers returning from the battlefield, and the fighting ended under Wang Qian's military orders.

Wang Qian's hands had already left the guzheng, and the imposing manner on his body was still strong, sitting there like a general patrolling the thousands of soldiers in the audience.

silence!

Lasted for nearly a minute.

Everyone slowly woke up.

However, no one moved.

Because…

The more sober.

The more shocked everyone felt.

The better they knew what happened just now.

Just now, Wang Qian used a guzheng tune to make them unable to extricate themselves.

Many teachers and students of the piano department looked at each other, and their eyes still had some disbelief, and they felt like they were dreaming.

If it is not confirmed that they are surrounded by teachers and students in the piano department, they will almost think that they are not taking a big class in the piano department, but a guzheng class in the folk music department.

There are several similar questions in everyone's mind.

Was it really a guzheng playing just now?

Was it really Professor Wang playing the guzheng just now?

Is it a guzheng song that they heard just now?

Is this still a class in their piano department?

Is Professor Wang really a professor in their piano department?

Some subtle comments gradually appeared.

Ru Ke looked at Xiong Jia, Yan Ru, and Zhu Qiqi: "The folk music you study, have you heard this piece of music?"

Yan Ru shook his head affirmatively: "No!"

The eyes of the few people still did not leave Wang Qian, who was sitting on the podium as mighty as a general.

Xiong Jia also shook his head: "I haven't listened to it. It should be Professor Wang's own composition. It sounds very nice. Although the technique seems simple, it is really nice, and the expression is very clear and the structure is very complete, just like that song. The piano music is the same as Xuerong, I can feel that this should be a piece of war, which has a Chinese classical taste."

"I like this song very much."

Xiong Jia's voice was slightly agitated.

Ru Ke looked at Jiang Yu and Murongyue who were silent but kept staring at Wang Qian on the podium, and asked, "Jiang Jiang, Xiaoyue, have you ever heard Professor Wang play this piece?"

Jiang Yu shook his head, did not speak, his eyes still did not leave Wang Qian.

Murong Yue said softly: "We haven't heard of it! I don't know when he created it, maybe a long time ago. He just said that he was learning folk music before he learned piano. Maybe he also studied folk music for several years?"

How many years have you studied folk music?

After hearing this, several people all smiled a little bitterly.

Because, Wang Qian said just now that he has been studying piano for several years, and the thousands of teachers and students in the piano department and people who are learning piano outside school have nothing to say.

Now it is said that Wang Qian has studied folk music for several years, which seems to be a routine operation...

only…

They stared at Wang Qian, their eyes still with a hint of shock.

Because they can hear that Wang Qian's guzheng performance level in this piece alone can be said to be no weaker than the master guzheng performers in China.

Although, when watching Wang Qian play, this piece is not difficult and the performance technique is relatively simple, but being able to play such a fascinating sense of rhythm with simple pieces is a real master level.

Art is never just showing off skills, showing off skills is actually the most superficial thing.

so…

Is he not just a master pianist, but also a master guzheng player?

Or is it that he only has this guzheng piece that can perform this kind of master level?

The geniuses of Central Voice were all caught in a deep shock and self-doubt.

And the small group of teachers and students from the folk music department who sat in the middle stood up quickly and applauded frantically, looking at Wang Qian with some admiration and shock in their eyes.

Then!

Thunderous applause sounded again from everywhere, more enthusiastic than ever before, and the glass on the surrounding large windows was buzzed by the shaking of applause.

Everyone stood up immediately, reaching out their palms and patted vigorously.

At this moment, Wang Qian stood up from the stool in front of the Guzheng, bowed gently to all the applauding teachers and students, and gradually retreated from the state just now. The majestic and elegant temperament on his body gradually After dispersing, he became an easy-going, low-key and reserved Professor Wang.

Just standing on the podium, looking at everyone with a smile.

applause.

It just kept ringing.

It seems that no one wants to stop.

Thousands of pairs of eyes stared at Wang Qian alone.

Even Meng Xinrui, who was standing behind Wang Qian, was clapping her hands vigorously. If it wasn't because there were too many people here, if it wasn't for the wrong occasion, she wanted to rush to give Wang Qian a hug.

Only people in the industry who really understand can know what Wang Qian's piece represents.

Only people like her who really try to compose Guzheng tunes know how difficult and excellent it is to create such a tune!

Just as many people know the piano piece by Zhi Xuerong.

Because this song is easy to learn and very nice, coupled with the official large-scale promotion, it has been broadcasted in various training institutions across the country. Basically, most ordinary people in the country have heard this song. song.

However, many people have never heard of Rumodu March.

so.

Simple, good-sounding and representative tunes are the rarest ones, and can best spread the connotation of a musical instrument representing the great and simple.

Although Meng Xinrui does not think that Wang Qian's Guzheng song has reached the realm of Dao Zhijian, he also believes that this is a masterpiece of Guzheng that is easy to spread like the piano song of Zhi Xuerong.

Simple is not really simple, nor is it bad.

Difficult, but not good!

applause!

Still continuing.

While applauding vigorously, Li Jing smiled and said to Yang Jiansen beside him: "Director Yang, you have to be optimistic about your Professor Wang."

Although Yang Jiansen's eyes were shocked and admired, and surprised, his expression was very solemn.

Because!

Even Li Jing reminded him, of course he knew the changes in the situation.

It can be said intuitively from this song.

Wang Qian broke away from the constraints of the piano, an instrument.

I jumped from the field of piano to folk music, and a piece of music has reached the level of a master guzheng player.

So, will the teachers and students of the folk music department watch it?

Yang Jiansen turned his head and looked at the most enthusiastic and enthusiastic folk music teachers and students, knowing that they would definitely not end there.

The battle for Wang Qian has just begun.

He is not only competing with the piano department of Zheyin and Central Music, nor is he competing with the Chinese department of Zhejiang University, Double Star, and even Jingda Shuimu, but also with the folk music department, which is also Moyin. We must also compete with the piano department and folk music department of Central Music, Zheyin, and several other advanced music schools!

all of a sudden…

Yang Jiansen felt that his idea of ​​keeping Wang Qian in Moyin was so unrealistic.

Perhaps it is unrealistic for any university to want to dominate Wang Qian alone.

Hao Jialing applauded cheerfully and said to Yang Jiansen and Li Jing: "Director Yang, Professor Li, I'm so excited to hear this song. I really didn't expect that Professor Wang's knowledge on Guzheng songs is so profound, it's so amazing!"

Hao Jialing looked at Qin Xuerong who was also applauding, and asked curiously: "Sister Xuerong, have you ever heard Professor Wang play this piece?"

Yang Jiansen and Li Jing, as well as the professors and leaders of the surrounding magic sound, looked at Qin Xuerong curiously, looking forward to Qin Xuerong’s answer. From Qin Xuerong, Wang Qian’s girlfriend, I heard more about Wang Qian’s life. .

Qin Xuerong was also blushing, her eyes never left Wang Qian, and he calmly answered Hao Jialing's question: "I haven't heard of him! I don't know how deep his talent is. At present, I haven't finished exploring. I think, I May spend a lifetime studying and exploring him."

Qin Xuerong's answer made Hao Jialing stunned. She felt she wanted to cry. She was caught off guard because a large amount of dog food was forcibly sprinkled over, and she forced her mouth to eat this dog food, and cried out with a wow in her heart.

Afterwards, Hao Jialing and Li Jing looked at Qin Xuerong with envy, and a sour taste was brewing in their hearts!

Being able to be with someone like Wang Qian is really a blessing that has been cultivated in a few lifetimes...

Perhaps, it really takes a few lifetimes of luck to explode once in this lifetime and become Wang Qian's girlfriend.

But…

What about the divorced Wang Qian?

Li Qingyao stood up numbly, and clapped with everyone numbly.

Two lines of clear tears have flowed down the cheeks and merged with the mask.

Many people around had noticed her situation and were very surprised by her reaction.

Because even people who don’t understand music can hear that this guzheng tune is fast-paced, passionate and murderous, and there is almost no sensationalism.

Then why is this woman wearing a mask crying?

Li Qingyao didn't know why she was crying.

In short, she just couldn't help but shed tears.

In my heart, there is only pain.

However, she still clapped vigorously, sending him her most sincere applause.

A tissue was handed to her.

Li Qingyao was shocked, then turned to see Yu Jingruo's dusty face like a fairy.

"Don't cry, it's your own choice."

Yu Jingruo said softly, then turned to look at Wang Qian.

Li Qingyao silently took Yu Jingruo's paper and gently wiped the tears from her cheeks. The mask was already wet, so she gently took off the mask and wiped her cheeks before putting it on again.

It's all the way you choose, so go ahead.

…

Applause, it lasted for nearly ten minutes before stopping.

Wang Qian was a little tired from standing, so he waved his hand gently and said into the microphone: "Everyone is tired standing, don't stand and clap, sit down and continue. I am also tired and want to take a break."

Everyone was amused by Wang Qian's jokes.

The warm and tense atmosphere just now dissipated.

The applause slowly stopped.

Everyone also sat down one by one.

The scene became quiet again.

but…

There is no real silence.

Because, one arm was raised high in the air again.

this time.

It's not just people in the piano department. Students in the folk music department and other magic sound schools have also raised their hands, and many people outside the school have also raised their hands, wanting to ask their own questions.

This Guzheng performance made everyone unable to contain the excitement in their hearts, and they had to say something.

Only some school leaders in the first row did not raise their hands, and many other middle-aged and elderly professors raised their hands, wanting to interact with Wang Qian.

The atmosphere is warmer than ever.

Wang Qian did not immediately call someone to stand up and ask for interaction. Instead, he looked at Meng Xinrui and asked: "This classmate, what do you think of the Guzheng piece I just played?"

Meng Xinrui said with a slight tremor in her voice: "Professor Wang’s tunes are of course very good. This is the best one I have heard of newly created guzheng tunes in the past ten years. I would like to ask Professor Wang, this What is the name of the song? Did you compose it yourself?"

Meng Xinrui's question is also the question most people at the scene want to ask.

Therefore, everyone looked at Wang Qian and waited for his answer.

Wang Qian did not disappoint everyone. He looked at thousands of faces and thousands of eyes, and said with certainty: "Yes, this is a Guzheng song I wrote by accident before. I didn't think of a specific name at the time, so I just wanted to. Combining some of the ideas of Guzheng and other musical instruments, I named Xian Suo 13 sets. The piece of Guzheng that I played just now is the ninth piece of it! So, I called this piece of Guzheng Jiuqu in my heart. "

quiet!

A pair of eyes changed from expectation to shock, staring wide.

Even a fairy like Yu Jingruo who has always been calm, as if he didn't care about any mundane things in the world, stared slightly at Wang Qian who said this on the podium.

Although Yu Jingruo also graduated from the Department of Performing Arts of Beijing Film and Television, like Wang Qian, his family is still studying in the Chinese Department of Zhejiang University, so his knowledge and artistic accomplishment are extraordinary, far above Li Qingyao, and basically not weak. Born in professional art.

Therefore, she also understood the meaning of what Wang Qian said.

This means that Wang Qian has extraordinary research results in the field of folk music.

only…

He has never published it to the public, and he studied and studied silently by himself, until the blockbuster of the ninth song of the Guzheng, which he claimed to be he, did not become known to everyone.

And just from the ninth song of Guzheng named by himself, you can get a glimpse of the leopard, you can see his research in folk music, and the information about the thirteen sets of strings he mentioned.

Therefore, everyone can't help the curiosity that bursts in their hearts, and we must ask clearly.

Similarly, Xiao Dongmei, who has always been introverted, elegant and quiet, is now looking at Wang Qian with wide-eyed eyes.

Wang Jingshan said directly to Su Jiangsheng: "Director Su, do you think what Professor Wang said is true?"

Wang Jingshan was obviously skeptical.

He is a young writer with some accomplishments, and he knows how rare it is to make extraordinary achievements in a field, but Wang Qian has become a master in the two major fields of piano and folk music, and perhaps in The folk music is not only a guzheng master, there may be other musical instruments equally accomplished.

In his opinion, this is simply a fantasy.

Not to mention, Wang Qian's work achievements and level in the literary field are even more of a way out of him!

The only thing Wang Jingshan can tell is that he sells a lot more than Wang Qian's literary works...

This is because Wang Qian's literary works have never been listed.

Literary calligraphy, piano, and popular songs are all top in the country!

Plus the master level of folk music?

Wang Jingshan only felt that his scalp was numb, which was really terrifying.

Su Jiangsheng did not make a statement, but only said: "No matter what, the Guzheng tune that Professor Wang just played is very unusual. It’s not going to be shared with us."

"Professor Wang is a truly talented person."

Su Jiangsheng finally praised Wang Qian.

Xiao Dongmei said in a soft voice, "Taking Professor Wang as a person, he disdains lying."

Xiao Dongmei didn't mention the pride and self-confidence in his bones that he could see from Wang Qian.

People with such pride and self-confidence are absolutely disdain to lie and deceive others.

Because she herself is such a person.

She is usually humble, low-key and introverted to other people, but she is extremely proud in her bones and extremely confident in her talents.

However, after meeting Wang Qian, her pride and self-confidence in her bones have become less self-confident and proud, especially now that Wang Qian is here, she has a feeling of seeing the teacher.

pride? confidence?

In front of Wang Qian, it is not worth mentioning.

After a few seconds of silence.

What followed was a more enthusiastic raise of hands to ask questions.

Everyone raised their hands!

Including Xiao Dongmei, all raised their hands to ask Wang Qian two questions.

Both Yu Jingruo and Li Qingyao also raised their hands. They just want to say a few words to Wang Qian.

Jiang Yu, Murong Yue, and Ru Ke and other members of the Baojia Street Band also raised their hands.

The teachers and students of the folk music department almost got up from their seats with their arms high.

The teachers and students of the piano department are also neat and tidy, and they all raised their arms densely.

Everyone wanted to interact with Wang Qian madly, and wanted to know what Wang Qian said.

After a few seconds of shocked silence, Meng Xinrui was quickly awakened by the countless palms suddenly raised again at the scene, and then hurriedly asked: "Professor Wang, the 13 sets of strings you mentioned are 13 pieces of music. Is it? And, are they 13 folk music pieces? Are they all guzheng pieces? Or are there pieces of other instruments? Can you show us?"

This is also a question that most people at the scene want to know, and Meng Xinrui also asked the core point.

Wang Qian looked at Meng Xinrui, then looked at the thousands of curious babies in the seats, and said softly: "The 13 sets of strings are just a name I gave up temporarily a few years ago, and it doesn’t mean anything. Some of them are just my simple An idea fragment cannot be called a tune. Of course, it is indeed not just the guzheng."

"I have a wide range of hobbies. I have studied the guzheng, pipa, yangqin, xun, flute, flute, erhu, etc. among the folk instruments. When practicing, I occasionally wrote some inspiration fragments based on these instruments. But most of them are just fragments and not a system. I haven't organized and supplemented them yet."

"So, the ninth song of Guzheng played for you today is actually a relatively complete piece. As for the other contents, because they are too messy, they will not be shown one by one today, and time is not allowed. Wait. I'll talk about it later if I have a chance."

Meng Xinrui and most of the people present were very sorry to hear what Wang Qian said.

I regret not being able to continue listening to Wang Qian's other folk music.

However, no one tried to force Wang Qian.

Wang Qian looked at Meng Xinrui and said, "This classmate, you can take someone to take down this treasure of your folk music department. Be careful, don’t break it. This guzheng is really very good. The best I have ever used."

Meng Xinrui cleared up her mood, smiled at Wang Qian, and said, "Professor Wang has done such research on the guzheng. If you like this guzheng, I can give it to you!"

The conversation between the two was not whispered, but spoken in front of thousands of people on the scene.

When everyone heard Meng Xinrui's words, they were all taken aback.

In particular, most of the students of Moyin know the origin of this guzheng. Even the high-achieving students like Jiang Yu and Ru Ke almost know that this guzheng is an instrument used by Meng Xinrui’s mother, Professor Chen Xi, for many years. It has been used in large-scale top performances. In the past, it is almost a cultural symbol of Chinese elements in foreign countries.

And in terms of value alone.

This Guzheng is also worth at least one million.

And with the passage of time, it will become more and more valuable, and it will become an antique collection in the future.

Meng Xinrui, in front of so many people, gave this guzheng to Wang Qian?

The most important thing is that Meng Xinrui is a zither practising and is also known as the future successor of her mother, Professor Chen Xi. How can she give away this important symbolic zither?

Many of the teachers and students of Moyin's school leaders were puzzled by Meng Xinrui's choice.

Wang Qian took a deep look at Meng Xinrui. He didn't know the identity of Meng Xinrui yet.

But when he heard what Meng Xinrui said so surely, he knew that her identity was definitely not ordinary, otherwise, how could she be qualified to give away the treasure of the Moyin Folk Music Department in a word?

There are so many leaders of Moyin at the scene, and no one has stood up to oppose...

That shows that these leaders are not qualified to oppose Meng Xinrui, or agree to Meng Xinrui's choice?

Without thinking about it, Wang Qian shook his head and refused: "Forget it, I don't want it. I think you like Guzheng so much. This must be your beloved thing. A gentleman doesn't want to win, I won't want it."

Meng Xinrui was slightly disappointed.

In fact, there was an urge to apprentice in her heart. This Guzheng was regarded as a teacher apprenticeship.

If Wang Qian accepts it, she will wait for the end of this class and go to Wang Qian to apprentice. If she wants to come to Wang Qian, she will not refuse.

Unfortunately, it was rejected.

She was a little disappointed, but in her heart she recognized Wang Qian's character even more, and then smiled and said, "Well, I would like to thank Professor Wang for his teaching today. I can ask Professor Wang to give us the song just now. A copy of the score? Also, can Professor Wang have an official name?"

Guzheng ninth song!

It's too academic to call it.

There is no such name as Zhi Xuerong that is easy to understand.

Wang Qian looked at the teachers and students of the folk music department over there, and nodded in agreement: "Okay, I will write the score to you when I have time. If there is no time, you will just wait for me to listen to Qianqian. Upload it."

There was a pause.

Wang Qian continued: "As for the name of this piece, let's call it General Order."

The three words of the general order were spoken loudly, and it spread to everyone's ears in the audience, as if there was a flash of gold and iron horses colliding and fighting.

Meng Xinrui admired: "Good name, this name fits too well."

Thousands of people on the scene heard the name, they were all admired, and there was a round of applause. Obviously everyone liked and recognized the name very much.

The general's order is very powerful when it is heard, and there is also a killing atmosphere of battlefield gold and iron horses.

And Meng Xinrui waved to the folk music department, and several students quickly came up and removed the guzheng.

When Meng Xinrui left, she bowed slightly to Wang Qian, and said sincerely to Wang Qian, "Thank you, Professor Wang, for teaching me a lesson. My name is Meng Xinrui. I will be a teacher for one day and I will be my teacher. My teacher is now. If I have any doubts about folk music in the future, I will ask Professor Wang for advice."

After speaking, Meng Xinrui didn't wait for Wang Qian to answer, so she turned to look at the thousands of people on the scene, her eyes firmly and calmly walked back to her position and sat down.

Many dissatisfied piano teachers and students calmed down after seeing this scene. They were not so repulsive to Meng Xinrui and the teachers and students of the folk music department in their hearts.

applause!

Sounded again.

Everybody knows.

This scene may become a good story in the field of folk music in the future.

But…

When Wang Qian listened, he looked at Meng Xinrui's back and was a little speechless.

I have one more student?

Would you call me later?

Have you asked me about this client?

Did I agree?

Wang Qian decided to try to come as little as possible in the future or not to come to the magic sound, so he would not encounter Meng Xinrui.

The treasure of the town that watched the folk music department was sent away.

Wang Qian is about to say something more, and then he will end this lesson.

Suddenly thousands of people on the scene raised their hands together again.

Among them, there is also Meng Xinrui, who has just sat down and has not yet settled down.

Everyone's enthusiasm for interacting with Wang Qian is still high.

Wang Qian ignored Meng Xinrui’s folk music students and glanced around. He saw Yu Jingruo who raised his hand behind him. His eyes lit up a little, and he smiled insignificantly. Then he smiled at Jiang Yu and Murong Yue. He smiled, and saw Xu Xiaoxiao who was leaping out in the crowd, and nodded slightly.

I also saw Chen Xiaowen and Sun Jing, who also gave a slight smile.

Of course, there is also Qin Xuerong in the first row, who also raised his hands enthusiastically, looking at Wang Qian with a smile on his face, and on his forehead it was written to call me...

However, Wang Qian would not ask questions from the people he knew, and gave Qin Xuerong a big smile, which made Qin Xuerong smile happier.

His eyes swept around.

Wang Qian saw Juliet and Yu Zhongya in the front row and raised their hands again. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com still skipped, and his eyes noticed a woman with a quiet and elegant temperament, a temperament similar to Yu Jingruo, but a lot more rich. The book fragrance, and a kind of introverted tranquility, there is no such thing as a fairy like Yu Jingruo.

After a little dazed, Wang Qian pointed to the quiet woman who raised her hand and said, "This classmate, it's you."

At this time, he saw that the middle-aged man sitting next to Tranquil Woman was his acquaintance.

Moreover, it was Su Jiangsheng from the Chinese Department of Shuangxing University who had just met Moyin personally and invited him to give lectures.

So…

This woman may be a student of the Chinese Department of Double Star University?

Wang Qian regretted calling her a little bit in his heart.

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