Debut After Eight Years

The program team gave Mark a few close-ups!

After all, Mark is known as a mad scientist, and it is common for him to anger others on variety shows and even scold the host.

When had he been so rude?

This may be the first gaffe in front of the camera.

but…

Whether it is all the audience at the scene, or all the audience in front of the TV all over the world, the focus of attention is not on Mark at this time.

The eyes of the whole world are watching the figure standing on the podium, his hands seem to be twitching slightly.

His ears listened to the familiar rhythm played by Wang Qian with his slightly twitching hands.

When the melody of the familiar piano piece that everyone has heard sounds.

everybody knows…

Wang Qian did it!

Then, everyone's hearts were shocked.

Many professionals in the music industry at the scene trembled with excitement, their eyes staring at Wang Qian, as if to dissect Wang Qian to see if Wang Qian was an earthly person?

However, although everyone was shocked, no one spoke, everyone kept silent, just looking at Wang Qian, thinking about this strange electronic musical instrument played by Wang Qian.

The social platforms of various countries exploded first.

The number of speeches exploded in an instant.

"God, how did he do it? It took less than a minute to master this weird electronic musical instrument?"

"Have you noticed Mark's expression? It's so funny, I've already taken a screenshot, and the expression pack is here."

"There are only a few people in the world who can play. Is it true? Will Mark act with Wang Qian?"

"Who do you think can invite Mark to act? Look at Mark's expression. This is the first time he has been so rude in front of the camera."

"I have to say, the melody of this song to Xuerong is really good, even if it is played by such a strange instrument, it is very good."

"Where can I buy this kind of musical instrument? I want to buy one and play with it."

"When I watched Professor Wang play, it was very funny, and it was also a twitching animation when I made it."

"Now, who would dare to question Professor Wang's musical talent?"

"By the way, has Professor Wang really mastered the true meaning of music? What exactly is the true meaning of music?"

"Anyway, I was watching the live broadcast on my knees. My mother asked me why I was watching TV on my knees. I didn't bother to care about her."

…

Mark, who had not left on the podium, also quickly recovered his expression, but the stunned expression on his face disappeared, but the shock in his eyes was still not seen at all, but it became more and more intense!

because…

Wang Qian seems to have really mastered the rules of this extremely rare electronic musical instrument. After playing Zhi Xuerong very skillfully, he played a Magical Rhapsody that everyone is familiar with!

There was no gap between Wang Qian's performance of the two pieces.

Everyone at the scene didn't make any sound, just watched Wang Qian play two piano pieces in succession.

Mark didn't leave and returned to his seat. He didn't have the slightest stage fright. In front of many cameras and thousands of people in the audience, he stood in front of Wang Qian at close range, acting as the nearest audience member, watching carefully. Paying attention to any detail of Wang Qian's movements, his ears listened to the familiar melody played by Wang Qian.

Mark was shocked.

At this moment, he really felt the beauty of music and art.

Although!

In the eyes of many music artists, the music played by this weird electronic musical instrument is absolutely irrelevant to the art of music.

However, in Mark's heart, he really felt the beauty of music and art.

There is a kind of artistic beauty in Wang Qian.

No matter what Wang Qian does, it seems to be an art!

Mark is called a madman, and he hates the presidents of various countries. Naturally, he is not convinced by anyone in his heart.

But now, he has a trace of admiration and respect for Wang Qian in his heart.

From simply liking Wang Qian's music works, it rose to admiring Wang Qian himself.

soon!

Wang Qian finished the two works successfully, put down his hands, looked at Mark with a smile on his lips, and said lightly: "It's a very interesting electronic musical instrument. You don't need to touch it, but it's actually not easy to play. There are no fixed buttons..., you need to memorize it yourself. Keep track of the position and movement of each note..."

Mark praised softly: "Yes, it is indeed difficult to master, so there are not many people in the world who can play. You are the fastest I have ever seen, the fastest learning, and the smoothest, the best, and the most beautiful. Yes! When you played just now, I almost thought I saw God...you are a miracle in yourselves."

In front of everyone and all the cameras, Mark said the most compliment to Wang Qian in his life.

He has never praised a person so much!

Everyone at the scene also woke up and stood up one after another to send their warm applause again!

Mark bowed slightly to Wang Qian, and then walked down while clapping.

Wang Qian hurriedly moved his body away. He didn't accept Mark's bow. Looking at everyone in the audience who applauded enthusiastically, he gently installed Mark's Tremium, which he would return to the other party later.

Ononga's pan flute, he can accept it.

Because, Ononga is a true musical artist with a pure mind.

And Mark, who is said to be a tech madman, is a businessman in essence, and all kinds of external embarrassment are actually just a character set up by him. He is also the first super-rich to make himself an idol...

Wang Qian deals with capitalists, so naturally, if he can clean up, he will clean up.

No one at the scene cared about why Wang Qian didn't create new works when he played the Trem!

Because this kind of strange and strange electronic musical instrument is invincible to be able to play it smoothly.

Moreover, Wang Qian is also playing his own work, which does not violate what he has said before.

Many European and American music artists on the scene were completely conquered by Wang Qian's strong musical talent and strength at this moment. Even if there was some dissatisfaction and resistance in the depths of their hearts, they were deeply buried at this moment.

All eyes looked at Wang Qian with admiration and wonder.

While applauding, Max said to the people around him: "He is a miracle. If he can be left alone at Juilliard, then our school will truly become the world's number one music school."

The vice president of the Juilliard School next to him shook his head regretfully and said, "That's impossible. If he goes back to Huaxia, he won't know when he will come next time. If he can invite him to give lectures a few more times in his lifetime, it's fine. It was a success."

Max thought about it for a while, and nodded to indicate that it was true!

Dawson in the back whispered to Taylor: "Taylor, can you convince Wang Qian to teach a class at our school and then return to China? To be honest, I really want to listen to his lectures every day, he is always full of musical miracles. ."

Tyler shook his head: "He wants to go home now, and no one can convince him to stay."

Dawson applauded, looked back at He Chaohui and the others over there, and continued to say to Taylor: "Then wait, let's meet the people from the Huaxia delegation. Our cooperation with them can enter the substantive stage."

Taylor was surprised: "Professor, are you going to start a Chinese music class at Curtis?"

Dawson looked at Wang Qian, and said with a little regret: "We promised Wang Qian what we promised. If we had done it earlier, maybe he would not come to Julia to give lectures now, but Back to us Curtiss again..."

Taylor nodded: "If his class starts at Curtis, Professor, then our college must be the world's first music and art college next year!"

Dawson affirmed: "Yes, unfortunately we still haven't fully opened up to him. Fortunately, it is not too late. Then start now, Curtis Institute and Professor Wang Qian, and Several Huaxia Conservatories have entered a true full collaboration!"

Taylor smiled and said: "If our students can lead the Juilliard School, we will first establish a Chinese folk music department. Professor, think about it, will Wang Qian refuse our invitation next time? It is impossible for him to refuse to invite him to teach a Chinese folk music class in his name."

Taylor knew Wang Qian very well. After all, he had in-depth exchanges with Wang Qian several times and was extremely obsessed with Wang Qian in all aspects, so he also knew more about Wang Qian.

She also felt the kind of closeness to the homeland of China from her father, and knew that Wang Qian also had a deep development of Chinese folk music.

As long as this point is grasped, it is very simple for Curtis to invite Wang Qian to give a lecture.

Dawson also knew this at this time, and said affirmatively: "Yes, that's what I thought."

Taylor nodded: "I don't know, is it time for Professor Wang's class to end?"

Dawson also looked at Wang Qian with a little regret.

Everyone else in the scene had similar emotions and expressions.

Some regrets, and unfinished business!

According to what Wang Qian said just now, he can only play two works, and the class will end.

And just now Wang Qian played two pieces in a row with that weird electronic musical instrument, which was considered to have fulfilled his promise just now.

seem!

Everyone hopes that this class can last a little longer, and that Wang Qian can continue to stand on the podium and interpret the essence of music art.

So, everyone spontaneously applauded and applauded all the time…

The applause lasted for nearly ten minutes.

For those who don't know, they thought everyone was applauding for the Trem piano that Wang Qian played just now.

In fact, everyone applauded because of everything Wang Qian gave in this class.

Wang Qian stood quietly in front of the desk, and he really had the idea of ​​ending this class with the trend, and he didn't want to continue playing the piano.

He felt physically and mentally exhausted.

Looking at the applauding faces.

Wang Qian accepted everything calmly, and enjoyed the applause for ten minutes. Seeing that everyone had not stopped, he couldn't help waving his hand, indicating that everyone could stop.

Many older music artists and celebrities and rich people couldn't hold it anymore. At this time, they stopped and sat down quickly. Their faces were a little tired, but their eyes were still full of excitement and regret.

Excited to enjoy the music and art audition in this class, but unfortunately this class is coming to an end.

The applause gradually stopped, and Wang Qian did not speak.

There were densely packed arms at the scene. More people raised their hands this time. There were thousands of people. Almost everyone raised their arms. Many top music artists and celebrities and rich people in the first few rows also raised their hands. I want to meet Wang Qian face to face and say a few words one-on-one.

Mark, who just went back to sit down, raised his hand again at this time, regretting that he didn't say a few more words to Wang Qian on the podium.

Behind Christine, Green and many other pop musicians also raised their hands, hoping to be seen by Wang Qian!

Red and Elsa also raised their hands, all with their own thoughts...

Wang Qian looked at the countless arms that reappeared at the scene, his eyes were calm, and he said softly: "I'm sorry, the two works I mentioned just now have been played, and I won't play any instruments later. Since everyone There's still more to say, then I'll get one last person up and have some thoughts, and the class is over..."

After hearing Wang Qian say this, many people raised their arms more eagerly.

Wang Qian glanced at the scene and saw an old Chinese man in the third row with white beard and hair in a Tang suit. He immediately stretched out his hand and said, "This old man, come up and talk."

The old man in the Tang suit raised his arm for a moment, obviously not expecting to be called by Wang Qian, and was reminded by a young woman beside him: "Grandpa, UU Kanshu www.uukanshu.com Professor Wang called you, if you don't want to Get up, you can give it to me!"

After being stunned for a second, the old man in Tang suit stood up quickly, his face flushed, and he looked a little emotional, looking at Wang Qian, his eyes were full of admiration and respect, and he spoke in authentic Chinese: "Professor Wang, I grew up in Raised in North America. You're the most incredible person I've ever met."

Wang Qian also said in Chinese: "Thank you, old gentleman, what is your surname?"

The old man introduced himself: "Professor Wang can call me Lao Xie. I heard from my father that his grandfather brought him from Bashu a hundred years ago, so I have always regarded myself as a Bashu native."

Wang Qian praised: "Then thank you for having time to go back and have a look. Now Bashu is developing very fast, and it is also very good!"

The old man nodded: "Yes, I understand. Professor Wang, I have an unkind request here today."

Most of the audience at the scene were Europeans and Americans, and they could not understand what Wang Qian and Lao Xie were talking about.

Only a few Chinese can understand what they say.

Max, Dawson, Rick, Meilong, and others were all puzzled and puzzled. They didn't know what Wang Qian was talking about, or if they missed any important information.

Wang Qian looked at the old man: "You can talk about it first."

Lao Xie took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and said carefully, "Professor Wang, I have studied Sinology since I was a child. I like our own Chinese culture very much, so I can speak fluent Chinese and write a good calligraphy. I know that you are the most popular in this regard..."

"so…"

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