The world's number one pianist

He Shen slowly stood up from his seat. Just as he was about to say something, his eyes blurred and there was an extra line of words in front of him. ReadМ

A line of words floated in front of him. He Shen rubbed his eyes, only to find that the line of words still stayed in front of his sight, showing no signs of moving away.

"Teacher He? What's wrong?"

Xi Shuwen, Zhao Zitong's mother, who was standing aside, asked. She saw He Shen standing there motionless and rubbing his eyes, seeming a little uncomfortable.

He Shen looked at the words in front of him and shook his head gently.

"No, it's okay. Where is the bathroom? Can I go there?"

"The bathroom is right at the door. It's the room on the left when you go out."

"Okay, thank you."

He Shen walked quickly to the door, opened the door, turned around and walked into the bathroom, flushed his head with cold water, blinked hard, then raised his head and looked at the mirror in front of him.

There is nothing wrong with myself in the mirror except that I look a little weak.

But...that inexplicable word still occupied his sight.

He Shen focused his attention on the handwriting and slowly read the words on it.

"Piano Master System?"

【bite! Congratulations on obtaining the Piano Master System. This system is designed to train the host to become a piano master. 】

"Piano master?"

He Shen shook his head, returned to the sink again, rinsed his head with cold water, leaned on the edge of the sink, and looked at himself in the mirror.

I really wanted to be a piano master and wanted to go crazy, but I actually came up with a system for myself.

Piano master? I had given up on this kind of thing a long time ago, and I continued to pursue the path of piano performance many years ago.

Piano performance? Can you feed yourself enough? Nowadays, even music education may not be able to provide enough food.

There are so many pianists in the world, but only a few can make money from giving concerts.

Not even ten people!

The overall classical market is shrinking, and fewer and fewer people are listening to classical music around the world. A large number of talents in Europe, the United States, and Japan are monopolized, and a large number of pianists are wholesale produced to occupy the classical music market.

It's not like I haven't tried to break through those people's defenses before, but...

Can you imagine a huge concert hall with only a few people besides him playing on the stage?

Many of those people were families, a couple came with a little-old child, and the child climbed up and down and played everywhere while he played.

There are also many people who suddenly start clapping when they are in the middle of a piece and are changing their breath and emotions, forcing themselves to stop and wait for them to finish applauding before they can continue playing.

I even have to thank them myself!

Maybe it was an accident once or twice, but what about it always being like this?

A pianist without any charisma cannot even break through the domestic defense line, let alone the Asian defense line built by the country of Ho Dong Ying, as well as those from the German and Austrian music schools, the French music schools, and the Russian music schools.

The power of one person is very small. Lang Liangyue is the only one in China who can break through the defense lines and become one of the few people who make money by holding concerts.

And Lang Liangyue did not rely entirely on himself. Behind him, there was also a large group of people helping.

Who would give up their dream so easily if they didn't really hit their head and bleed?

He Shen sighed, took out a few pieces of paper from the side, and wiped his face dry. However, he found that the words in front of him had been blocking his sight, so he couldn't help but reach out and wave.

【bite! The Piano Master system is opened, congratulations on getting the task: getting a job as a tutor】

[Task reward: Novice gift pack]

"Sure enough, I haven't had enough nutrition recently and I've been in a daze. I actually created a system in my brain and sent myself tasks."

He Shen laughed dumbly, shook his head helplessly, ignored the system in front of him, opened the bathroom door, and walked towards Zhao Zitong's room.

Zhao Zitong was sitting next to her mother, obviously talking to her mother about something. Looking at her unhappy look, He Shen knew without guessing that she didn't like a certain decision.

Xi Shuwen saw He Shen walking in from the door, smiled gently and said.

"Teacher He, first of all, I very much recognize your personal level as a pianist. However, I am not very clear about your teaching ability. Therefore, I hope to see your teaching ability in the next time. According to Based on your demonstrated ability, I will decide whether to hire you as my daughter’s piano partner.”

Zhao Zitong stood behind Xi Shuwen, pouting and looking at He Shen with a wary look on his face, as if He Shen had done something unforgivable to her.

He Shen didn't know the twists and turns, so he nodded and asked directly.

"Yes, but in order to ensure the progress of teaching, I want to ask her to play again to see what she learned in the performance just now."

He Shen looked at Zhao Zitong, Xi Shuwen immediately understood, patted her shoulder and said softly.

"Zitong, please play it again and show it to the teacher."

"oh……"

Zhao Zitong responded unhappily, walked to the piano, raised his hand, and was about to play when He Shen stopped him.

"Wait a minute, I just listened. The place you are more familiar with is bars 1-10. Starting from bar 11, too many temporary rising and falling marks interfere with your judgment. This situation continues until bar 15."

"In order to save time, I mainly just want to see what you heard in my performance just now, so we only play one sentence, only the first phrase, which is measures 1 to 7. Do you understand?"

"Hey, eh, eh, eh, I got it!!"

Hearing that he had been denied too much at once, the rebellious psychology in Zhao Zitong's heart suddenly surged. He waved his little hands vigorously, glared at He Shen, then snorted suddenly, put his hands in the air, and was about to risk his life directly After playing hard, he suddenly remembered He Shen's performance just now. He involuntarily retracted his hand a little and slowly placed it on the piano.

She glanced at He Shen standing behind her, hummed slightly, put her fingers on the piano keyboard with a little hesitation, and pressed it tentatively.

when……

An unclean voice came out of the piano. Before He Shen could speak, Zhao Zitong took the lead in shaking his head.

"No, no, that's not it. Let me think about it. Let me think about it first..."

Zhao Zitong closed his eyes and slowly thought about He Shen's performance just now. Then he compared his hands, raised his fingers, and slowly lowered them.

when……

A completely different feeling from before suddenly came out of the piano. It was obviously the same note, but the feeling was completely different.

Zhao Zitong's eyes suddenly lit up, as if she had found a novel toy, she kept experimenting with different tones on the piano.

Finally, she finally found a tone that was infinitely close to what He Shen had just played.

Zhao Zitong maintained this tone and slowly played the first line of Chopin's Piano Concerto No. 1, which is bars 1-7, from the piano.