The world's number one pianist

To be honest, Wang Pei knew from the beginning that He Shen was really amazing, and he also knew that he was improving quickly and was the best in the whole school. Read М

But he never thought that He Shen's improvement could be so fast!

From the first time He Shen came here to record, it has only been about two months until now.

In just over two months, He Shen's improvement has exceeded everyone's imagination!

In short, based on Wang Pei's impression of He Shen, when He Shen came here to record, his strength was still the strength when he graduated from school.

But soon, in just a few days, He Shen's strength became stronger.

The first time he came here, recording, Chopin Ballade, perfect!

The second time he came here, recording, Chopin Prelude, perfect!

The third time, going to the Golden Melody Award competition, Chopin Concerto, perfect!

Now it's the fourth time. In more than two months, Wang Pei has witnessed He Shen's fourth improvement.

That is... Chopin's Polonaise!

This is a piece that many people have heard, and He Shen has actually made it perfect!

Wang Pei stared at He Shen's performance in the recording studio, his pupils dilated.

How long has it been? It's only been a few months?

He Shen, his Chopin Polonaise, has almost reached perfection?

To be honest, this feeling of being left behind by others made him feel desperate.

What is talent? What is hard work?

It's not scary to have talent, but what's more scary is that people are extremely talented and work very hard, and can kill you in seconds no matter from which point.

Such people... no matter what industry they are in, they will shine!

Wang Pei admitted that he was jealous, really jealous...

He began to fantasize that if he didn't concentrate on running a piano store, would he have the opportunity to follow He Shen and keep moving forward on the road of classical music?

With He Shen's speed of progress, if he took him with him, he might be able to go to competitions all over the world by himself and brush up his own records.

Unfortunately...

Wang Pei shook his head, put this thought behind him, gave up the idea of ​​continuing to learn classical music, and his eyes became clear again.

Continuing to learn classical music is just a waste of money, and you may not make money even if you spend all the money.

After all, I am a small businessman, and I am more talented in running a piano store.

Then I can just run a piano store. There is no need to follow He Shen and compete in the classical music industry.

Look at other industries, they are not so involuted, just 996, but the classical music industry is involuted to the extreme, and people have been working 887 since elementary school.

Practicing piano from 8 o'clock to 8 o'clock in the evening, seven days a week, this is the minimum practice, and there are those big guys who practice 13 hours a day, 14 hours.

Get up, climb on the piano bench, climb down the piano bench, and go to bed.

A day just passed like this.

After all, when he was in primary school, probably in the first or second grade, that is, when he was about seven or eight years old, he got the amateur level 10 certificate.

What? You didn't get it? Then don't expect to go the classical music route. Basically, continuing to study will lose money. It's still good as a hobby.

When he started in the third grade of primary school, he actually embarked on the path of professional musicians, learning from the best teachers in China, and then flying around the world.

Find all international-level competitions that elementary school students can participate in, compete, win awards, defeat all contestants older than themselves, and crush all contestants of the same age.

If you can't win the championship in elementary school and can't crush your peers, then your future career will be more bumpy.

After the end of elementary school, you will enter junior high school and continue to roll inward.

None of the students in the middle school and elementary school affiliated to the Conservatory of Music are easy to deal with. They are all very powerful. If you can't roll in with them, you basically won't have many chances to become professional musicians in the future.

After all the hard work, I finally made it out and won the championship of the world's top competition.

You may not be able to make money in this industry.

Among these champions, there are only a few people in the world who can make money by being a professional musician and holding concerts.

Others either changed their careers to become teachers, or changed their careers to become stars, or changed their careers and stopped doing music.

In such an industry, Wang Pei thought that he could not compete with those people.

Not to mention that he could not compete, it was still uncertain whether he could become a professional musician. Why compete?

Give up, give up early and enjoy early.

Wang Pei sighed, looking at He Shen who was playing the piano very seriously in the recording studio, his thoughts began to empty gradually, and his mind wandered.

For the time being, he did not want to think about anything. It was actually quite good to regard music as a way to relax. This way, you are good, I am good, and everyone is good.

Soon, after playing a polonaise by Chopin, He Shen got up and left the recording studio and walked to Wang Pei.

Looking at Wang Pei in a daze, he casually patted his shoulder, picked up the headphones beside him, and asked with concern.

"What's wrong?"

"Ah? Finished playing?"

Wang Pei suddenly woke up from his daze and found that He Shen had walked out, and couldn't help asking blankly.

He Shen nodded without thinking too much, and then pointed to the console in front of him.

"Well, it's done. Play the recording for me to listen to. I'll see if there are any problems and need to be corrected."

He Shen put the headphones on his ears and looked at Wang Pei.

Wang Pei did not hesitate. He immediately operated on the operating panel in front of him and picked up the previous recording.

Dang!

An extremely passionate voice blasted out from the player and hit He Shen and Wang Pei.

Wang Pei showed a trace of shock, and He Shen felt something was wrong.

The sound of this opening prelude is wrong, very wrong!

He Shen touched his chin and frowned slightly. He had this feeling, but he always felt that something was missing.

The theme of this work is hero, meaning the soldier returning from the battlefield!

The beginning always feels wrong. It is very heroic, but this hero is very empty and empty...

It's like a hero praised by outsiders, not a real hero. There is nothing in him that can be admired.

Too empty and false.

So, the feeling at the beginning is not quite right, but...

Chopin followed himself and said that this place needs to play out the momentum of the cavalry's appearance. What's wrong with this?

Battlefield, cavalry, hero, commendation, praise...

"It seems that something is wrong, but it feels a little bit off, it's hard to say..."

He Shen put down his headphones and paced slowly in the room.

The music has everything that should be there, but it's a little bit off. This should be what Chopin thought of subconsciously. He thought he should be able to do it, so he didn't say it.

What is this?

Wang Pei didn't notice that He Shen had sat down to the side. After listening very seriously, he put down his headphones, gave He Shen a thumbs up, and congratulated him.

"He Shen, the feeling of your work is really great. I have never heard such a great version. I think you can compete with those masters, really!"

"No..."

He Shen rejected his idea without any hesitation and said bluntly.

"This feeling is not right. It's not the feeling I want. And this is just a specialization, not a master level."

"Uh...specialization? Master?" Wang Pei didn't understand.

He Shen sighed, stood up from his chair, and explained casually.

"This is the standard I set for myself. Don't worry too much."

"But I'm not too satisfied with this piece. I always feel that there is something missing in this music. It's like there is nothing. It's just that a person is very good."

"In short, there is no...premise? Without this premise, there are too many colors in the music. This color is very important. The collision between musical colors will make the power of music stronger!"

He Shen frowned, took out a lollipop from his pocket, and said while eating the lollipop after clearing his mind.

"So, I feel that something is missing from the piece of music I just played. It can't make the character's image stand out. It's too empty, too boring, and hard to describe..."

"This..."

Wang Pei scratched his head, glanced at the recording machine next to him, and then glanced at He Shen, completely giving up the idea of ​​continuing to learn classical music.

Such a great version, such a great performance, you don't like it? So what do you like? Hey!

That is to say, He Shen is not satisfied with this version at all.

However, there is a song, this feeling is really great, he thinks it is very great!

As expected, he is a rookie, he doesn't understand the world of big guys at all, and his aesthetics are not cultivated at all...

Wang Pei is helpless, but he heard He Shen's confusion about his ideas before, thought a little, sorted out He Shen's previous ideas, and asked He Shen.

"He Shen, did you mean to say that the music lacks a premise? Or... can we change the word to foreshadowing? There is no foreshadowing in the music."

"Foreshadowing?"

He Shen suddenly grasped this point. He had been trying to find a suitable word to say it, but he couldn't find it. His eyes lit up and he asked Wang Pei.

"What foreshadowing? What do you think the foreshadowing in this work should be?"

"Is it...war?"

Wang Pei thought about it for a while, confirmed his thoughts, and said with great certainty.

"Without the baptism of war, the beginning should not be like this, but should be war, and heroes who finally walked out of the war?"

"This is the conclusion I came to based on your thoughts on music. Do you want to try it? The beginning part should not be too exciting and passionate, but with a little sadness?"

Although he is not very good at playing the piano, his Chinese grades are good. At least He Shen can only think of the lack of a "prerequisite", and he can also think of the word "foreshadowing".

He Shen also gradually sorted out his thoughts, and quickly returned to the house with a bright look in his eyes.

"I understand. The previous opening is not the return of the war, but it should be the war. The color needs to be interpreted a little darker, not so bright."

"The previous performance may have been a bit like the king's approval, rather than the warrior's own thoughts. The battlefield he saw and the battlefield the king saw are completely two different concepts!"

"My previous performance may have been too close to the direction of the king. In fact, I should go towards the warrior himself!"

After saying that, He Shen nodded to Wang Pei and thanked him.

"Thank you!"

"You've said thank you so many times today, please go back and work on your music."

Wang Pei waved his hand, and He Shen returned to the recording room without any excuses. He looked at the keyboard in front of him and pondered his emotions for a while.

E flat major, four flats.

At the beginning, the E flat octave hits.

The strength of SF is matched with the upper pedal.

I need a little bit, the feeling of war, the cruelty of war...

He Shen's eyes suddenly lit up, he raised his hands suddenly, gritted his teeth hard, and then smashed them down.

boom!

Octave kicked off the music!

Several dissonances, starting weak and then transitioning to normal volume.

This is the beginning of the war!

The clean and clear first theme made Wang Pei immediately notice the difference in this feeling.

Rapidly galloping semitones, strongly accented chords, brief and decisive tones, and decisive rhythms!

This feeling...

It was like an extremely fierce war was starting, and then the cavalry came out to harvest.

The fierceness of the battlefield instantly appeared in his mind, and it lingered in his mind.

Wang Pei even heard the clanging sound of the sword. This feeling was simply amazing!

Soon, the introduction part ended, the war ended, the cavalry troops appeared, and returned to their own country slightly exhausted.

The rapid and gradually increasing octaves are as unstoppable as the hooves of a cavalry regiment from far to near.

Glory and brilliance come together to form this work.

"Hero, Polonaise"

Or you could say, "Hussar, Polonaise"

They are not only their own heroes, but also the heroes of the country!

He Shen let out a long sigh, stood up from the piano bench, returned to the recording room, and nodded to Wang Pei.

"Record it for me to listen to."

"Okay, I have to say that your progress this time is very obvious. The feeling of Chopard Polonaise came up in an instant. It's really amazing."

"good……"

He Shen didn't say much, but listened to his work seriously and began to think about his shortcomings.

Moreover, he kept those shortcomings in his heart, and after listening to them all, he immediately returned to the room without waiting for Wang Pei to express his thoughts.

Now that it feels right, all that's left is to deal with the details between each phrase, so that the phrases must be particularly coherent and natural.

Let the emotions in the music become uniform.

once again...

twice...

five times...

seven times...

Ten times...

…

With more and more times and constant thinking, this piece of work becomes more and more complete, gradually stabilizing at Lv7, and moving towards Lv8 as a whole.

Wang Pei had long been accustomed to He Shen's behavior. He returned to his office, moved the two cans of lollipops out of the office, and placed them in the control room while crossing his legs and eating the lollipops. Tang, while listening to He Shen’s music.

Comfortable to the extreme.

However, as time continued to pass, Wang Pei began to be unable to sit still, and it was already one or two o'clock in the morning.

Finally, when He Shen came out to check the recording, he raised his hand helplessly.

"He Shen, oh no, He Shen, can I call you He Shen? I really can't bear it. It's too late. Are you not tired at all?"

"Not tired."

He Shen shook his head, with no trace of turbidity in his eyes. He looked through the previous recordings, then thought about comparing them to his own polonaise scores, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"I feel my progress. I am improving every time I practice. If you experience this feeling, you will not be tired."

"I can improve with every practice..."

Wang Pei completely gave up talking to He Shen. Do you think this is human speech?

Do you regard practicing piano as playing a game, right? Every time you clear a dungeon, your experience will increase. The whole process is a positive improvement, and there is no negative improvement at all.

If I had this ability, I could play music for a month without sleeping, as long as I could hold on...

But! I don't have it! ! !

Who can have the ability to become stronger as long as they work?

What the hell...

Wang Pei's lips trembled, and he wanted to complain, but finally gave up, stood up from the chair, and said hello to He Shen.

"You continue to practice. I really can't hold on anymore today. I'm going to go back to bed first. The key is with you anyway. Just remember to lock the door."

After that, he yawned, waved his hand after He Shen, swayed, and left first.

He Shen looked at the back of him as he left, without saying anything, he returned directly to the recording room and started repeating it again and again.

With each repetition, the mistakes made before are reduced a little, and the music as a whole becomes smoother.

If you are thirsty, get some tap water; if you are hungry, get some lollipops.

He Shen's brain activity is getting higher and higher, and his eyes are getting more energetic.

Finally, at ten o'clock in the morning, he finally finished playing all the works and brought all the works to the level of Lv8.

This is because he had accumulated enough foundation before, so he reached this level.

Now, He Shen has reached the peak of what he can do, but it's a pity that it's not enough.

It's still a little bit away from the highest level of Lv8.

This requires more thinking and the foundation generated by practicing the piano.

So, it's not a good idea to continue grinding in the piano room.

He Shen felt a little dazed, walked to the computer in the control room, saved the best versions he recorded, deleted all the others, and then sat down on the chair and fell asleep.

After about a few minutes, the door of the recording studio was opened, and Wang Pei came in with breakfast.

"Hey, He Shen, get up and have breakfast!"

As he was talking, he felt something was wrong and found that He Shen was sleeping very soundly, so he immediately walked to the computer and looked at the latest update.

The data was very new, and the time of the latest change was more than ten o'clock in the morning.

That means He Shen stayed up late until after 10 o'clock, no wonder he was so tired.

Wang Pei looked at He Shen and sighed helplessly for a while, then opened the previous account, "He Shen's Piano Classroom", and uploaded the audio recorded by He Shen to make a backup.

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