The world's number one pianist

Thousands of... riddled with holes? ? ? You call this riddled with holes? ? ?

The two people behind were completely stunned. They glanced at Zhao Zitong, then at He Shen, and then at Zhao Zitong, their eyes full of confusion. read

who I am? Where am I? What am I going to do?

Am I really learning undergraduate knowledge in an undergraduate school? Didn’t I really learn knowledge beyond my own intellectual level as a graduate student or PhD student?

Do you call the level of performance just now riddled with holes?

Apart from anything else, it’s not certain whether the top ten students enrolled this year have this level, let alone the others. It’s not yet known whether they can reach half of this level...

However, what happened next made them even more stunned.

Senior Sister Zhao Zitong, she actually bowed her head in silence, and then said in a low voice and aggrievedly.

"Well, I know...I made a lot of mistakes."

He Shen said calmly: "Tell me, what's wrong?"

"I...I shouldn't be distracted..."

"That's not it. I'm not talking about this place. I'm talking about the work. Where is the problem?"

"I……"

Zhao Zitong scratched his head, took out a sheet of music from his pocket, glanced at it, and whispered.

“There are a lot of places where the vocal distinctions aren’t clear enough.”

"What else?"

"And, and..."

Zhao Zitong looked around, she didn't know what to say, she just felt that her playing was not good enough.

He Shen looked at Zhao Zitong like this, sighed, took Zhao Zitong's music score, pointed to the notes on it, and asked.

"What is this place?"

Zhao Zitong took a look and found that the place He Shen was pointing to was the middle point between the descending and ascending musical scale, and immediately answered tentatively.

"Is it...a musical scale?"

"No, it's the end of the harmony!"

He Shen shook his head, pointed at the note above, especially the place with his finger, struck it twice hard, and then spoke.

"The harmony in this place has come to an end, and it's back to the main tune, you know?"

"Know, know... know..."

"You know but you still don't do it? The ending of the harmony needs to have a sense of termination. Did you do it? You didn't. You dropped your finger directly and started the next sentence. Your actions like this are hard to believe. You study music..."

"..."

The two people behind were numb, feeling like they were suddenly stabbed again.

Doesn’t the music just now count as a music student? So who do you think you are? Breaking wood?

Cotton one?

Or some inexplicable thing...

He Shen ignored the emotions of the two students behind him. He didn't notice the emotions of the two students behind him at all. He just continued speaking calmly.

"You didn't give me the feeling I wanted. Not only this place, but also the breath of the phrases, the emotions, and the ending of the harmony in your entire work. You didn't give me. What did you give me? There is only one voice division, what’s the use of it?”

At this moment, the two people behind almost shouted.

"The division of voices! The division of voices is so clear, as if three or four people are doing the same job. Why is this useless? Huh?"

“Isn’t this too strict???”

…

Unfortunately, Zhao Zitong did not show any expression on her face. She seemed to have been used to being accused by He Shen of having problems in this place. She just nodded silently and spoke in a low voice.

"I'm sorry, teacher, I made a mistake..."

"Wrong, just do it again."

"OK……"

Zhao Zitong nodded immediately, put his fingers on the piano again, paused briefly, and quickly recalled in his mind what He Shen had said before.

Forget about the two freshmen behind him.

Study hard and don't care about other people's opinions.

Then, he raised his finger and pressed it slowly.

when……

The sound is more ethereal and beautiful than before.

The distinction between the voices is also more obvious.

Tenor, bass, soprano, alto...

Four completely different timbres are mixed together, seemingly mixed, but distinct.

"This...this feeling?"

The two people behind were shocked!

However, this is just the beginning. Zhao Zitong puts his attention completely on the musicality, paying special attention to his hands and the processing of music.

Note, completely disconnected, but... not completely disconnected.

The moment it was lifted, the next note fell.

Like the rain and fog, you can clearly find the connection between each note, but when you actually listen, each note is disconnected.

Disconnection is just the beginning, the point...is disconnection!

While disconnecting, let the phrases connect into lines!

Breaking a sentence is easy to do. Basically anyone can do it. You only need to play the next note and wait until it is released before pressing the next note, then the music will be broken.

Connected sentences are also easy to make. You only need to press the next quarter tone before lifting one tone, so that the sound comes out in advance and covers the previous tone, then the music will be coherent.

But...connection is difficult to do!

First of all, the music must be disconnected, and secondly, the music must be practiced in a straight line!

Two completely different feelings, mixed together, make it difficult to distinguish whether it is continuous or discontinuous, but it can be very clearly perceived, this is the feeling of continuity and discontinuity.

This feeling requires Bach's works to be played to a very deep level before it can be achieved.

But now... Zhao Zitong has achieved it!

For the two players behind, the top 100 players in the province, it is very difficult, but Zhao Zitong has achieved it.

Not only that, she is not satisfied with herself!

In addition to her dissatisfaction with herself, He Shen is also dissatisfied!

He kept pointing out the problems in Zhao Zitong's performance, and Zhao Zitong was also concentrating all her mental power, trying her best to modify the questions He Shen asked her, and trying her best to play the feeling that is unique to Bach.

Both of them are rapidly improving their own levels, and can clearly feel that their own levels are improving.

He Shen explained music and reviewed his own understanding of music, thus reaching a higher level.

Zhao Zitong, by learning He Shen's explanation, walked towards the entry level.

In this state, she is already very close to the entry level.

Entry level, make every detail marked in the music, then your work will be entry-level.

When you can start to have your own ideas about this work, you can move from entry level to professional level.

Zhao Zitong is moving towards the entry level.

Time passed very quickly, and before Zhao Zitong noticed the passage of time, He Shen called a halt.

"Okay, let's stop here today, and we will talk about the rest in the next class. Have you recorded everything I said?"

"Well..."

Zhao Zitong suddenly recovered from the state of studying hard, took a deep breath, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and smiled brightly at He Shen.

"Of course, teacher, I will never forget what you said before. I record every class and listen to it carefully when I go back, but..."

"But?"

"But can I continue for half an hour? I think I can continue to hold on for more than half an hour, or even two hours."

Looking at Zhao Zitong, He Shen didn't say anything. He just kept looking at her. When he saw that she felt a little guilty, he shook his head.

"No."

"Huh? Why not..."

"You still need to practice. I have given you so many lessons. I know where your bottom line is. If I continue to give you lessons, you may not have the energy to continue practicing the piano when you go back."

He Shen shook his head and explained casually to Zhao Zitong.

"Practicing alone is the easiest, followed by recording audio, and then, there are classes. Competitions are more stressful and mentally exhausting than classes."

"If you use up all your energy, you will feel exhausted when learning other things, whether it is practicing the piano or recording audio for yourself, and you will get half the result with twice the effort."

"Eh..."

Zhao Zitong touched the back of her head and smiled helplessly. She was still thinking about polishing this piece thoroughly, but she didn't expect the teacher to refuse to teach her.

There is no way, so I can only wait for next time.

Zhao Zitong stood up, waved to the two students at the bottom, and said with a smile.

"Well, junior brothers, I'll leave first. You should study hard and listen carefully~"

After that, she also left the classroom.

The two people at the bottom looked at each other and swallowed.

He Shen looked at the two people and asked lightly.

"Next, who will go first?"

For some reason, the two of them heard this sentence as "who will go first to die", and they couldn't help but step back with a click.

Who dares to go up in this situation?

If they play like that, they will be directly punished. If they go up by themselves, won't they be taught until they die?

Forget it...

Or, change majors?

Piano is really too difficult. Mom, I want to learn other instruments. Woohoo, the teacher is too scary...

The second-to-last person hesitated again and again, and then looked at He Shen, trying to give himself a last bit of hope.

What if Zhao Zitong is not in the middle? Maybe she is the top student, but she just thinks she is in the middle?

Wouldn't this give me a little confidence?

The second-to-last person stood up and whispered to He Shen.

"Um, teacher, I want to ask, what is the level of the one who just left?"

"Her level?"

He Shen was stunned for a moment. He never thought that his two students would actually care about Zhao Zitong's level. He couldn't help but touch his chin, hesitated for a moment, and spoke.

"It should be the bottom level. She still has many problems to solve, but if all her problems are solved, she should be able to reach the middle level."

He Shen was talking about the bottom level among professional pianists of Zhao Zitong's age, not other bottom levels.

For example, the bottom level of music colleges, or the bottom level of sophomores.

In short, although Zhao Zitong's playing is almost at the entry level, her level is not high among professional pianists of her age around the world.

Because she started too late, others have dozens of works, but she only has one or two.

There are still a lot of works that have not been completed.

Her level is of course the bottom, even though she has worked hard to bring her works to the professional level.

When she has nearly 30 works, which belong to the professional level, she will almost reach the upper position, and can basically travel around the world to participate in those competitions specially set up for young people under 20 years old.

After all, those young big men basically have all their works at the professional level, and there is absolutely no master level.

These people can already win awards all over the world, and they may not have as many works as Zhao Zitong. Why can't Zhao Zitong be promoted to the top group of young musicians in the world?

Zhao Zitong has also been criticized by He Shen for her low level, which has led her to think that she is an ordinary middle-level level.

And these students at the bottom, they completely based on their own experience and started from themselves to get that kind of result.

It's a pity...the standards are different, and the positioning of themselves is too different, resulting in too much difference in information.

Zhao Zitong is now in the top ten among freshmen in the school.

If we only talk about the works, her level of Chopin's first piano ballad has reached the level of a senior.

If it weren't for her other works, her grades would definitely be higher!

Even higher than Ji Mengting now!

But...

He Shen suddenly shook his head. It was really hard to say who was stronger between Zhao Zitong and Ji Mengting.

Zhao Zitong's foundation was broken by herself, and then she gradually showed her talent.

As for Ji Mengting, her teacher didn't care about her foundation at all before. He just kept urging her to practice the songs, and planned to pull her back to practice basic skills when she arrived at the school.

But who would have thought that she didn't apply to her previous teacher's school, but came to Jiangzhou Normal University.

And then he named her and insisted on becoming his student...

I really don't know who has a higher talent between Zhao Zitong and Ji Mengting after their foundations are solid.

He Shen couldn't help but smile when he thought of this.

The two students standing on the side looked at the smile on He Shen's face after he finished speaking, and couldn't help but feel a little desperate.

You call this the last swim? ? ?

This is the last swim? ? ?

It's even more outrageous than the previous middle swim, okay! ! !

She is the last swim, so what is she, a worthless fish?

Woo woo woo, stop scolding, stop scolding, the child knows he is wrong, stop scolding, scolding people is stupid.

The two looked at He Shen with bitter faces, not knowing what to say for a while.

He Shen quickly woke up from his thoughts, looked at the two people with inexplicable bitter faces, and frowned.

"What's wrong? Why are you looking so bitter? Who will come to class first? Finish the class early so we can go home early to eat."

"This..."

The two looked at each other and smiled bitterly as if they were in trouble. The last one went up first, sat on the piano as if he was going to the execution ground, and said to He Shen in despair!

"Teacher, please guide me!"

After that, he played with his hands, and then looked at He Shen, expecting He Shen to say something nice to give him some hope.

Unfortunately... He Shen didn't look at him, but looked at the other one, the second to last one, and nodded.

"You, just play it directly, I don't know your strength yet."

"Huh?"

The two were stunned at the same time, and then came greater bitterness.

Look at others, their strength is qualified to be remembered by the teacher, and the strength of people like us is too rubbish, and there is no chance to be remembered.

Wow... We are so good.

The second-to-last player also closed his eyes, walked to the edge of the piano, put the score aside, and started playing.

Then, the two looked at He Shen at the same time, their eyes were extremely pitiful.

He Shen looked at the two people, touched his chin, and after a moment of silence, he nodded with difficulty.

"Well, it's not bad, right? At least it's a little better than I expected..."

Hmm? A little better than expected?

Wait, what do you think of us? Why are we better than the previous two after checking so much?

Do you think that the two of us can't play the piano at all? We are at least in the whole country of China. Not to mention the top 300, there must be at least the top 500, right? Are we so bad in your heart?

When the two heard He Shen's words, they just felt rebellious, but when they thought of Ji Mengting and Zhao Zitong who were criticized before...

The anger in their hearts immediately dissipated, and they looked at He Shen and shook their heads.

Forget it, look at how badly those people in front of you were criticized. It's already good enough to get a little praise from Teacher He. There's no need to care about so many things...

So...

Great! We are losers!

The two looked at each other and sighed together.

"Thank you for the compliment, teacher. Then let's... start the class now?"

"Well, okay, let's start the class now. Let's start with the simplest, the most basic scales and arpeggios. The two of you come together, one piano each."

He Shen walked to the middle of the piano room, pointed at the two pianos and said to them.

The two of them walked over honestly and started playing scales and arpeggios, without any intention of resistance in their hearts.

What can I do? Just accept it.

Look at Ji Mengting, who is the first in the grade, she was also asked to play scales and arpeggios. What is there for a loser like me to resist?

That's it, just play the piano at ease, I'm tired.

For a while, the whole piano room was extremely harmonious, and He Shen directly tamed the two students in this inexplicable situation.