Debuting After Eight Years of Time Travel: 174. He has many hobbies, piano is just one of them (please subscribe)

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Yang Jiansen, Li Jing, and Hao Jialing all turned to look at the person who asked the question.

Yang Jiansen whispered: "People from the folk music department are so ignorant!"

Hao Jialing looked at the girl with long black hair who asked the question, and whispered to Yang Jiansen: "Dean, this is Senior Meng Xinrui from the Department of Folk Music. She will graduate soon and has been admitted to the Department of Folk Music of the Central Academy of Music to study for a PhD. Senior Sister Meng and I We have performed together twice, and her guzheng and erhu are both very good."

Li Jing said with slight surprise: "Is she Meng Xinrui?"

Hao Jialing nodded: "Yes, it's Senior Meng Xinrui."

Li Jing smiled: "No wonder you dare to stand up and ask questions now."

Yang Jiansen stopped talking.

Meng Xinrui is a talented student in the folk music department. At the same time, her grandfather is the old principal of Moyin, and her mother is a folk music master of the generation. She must have strength, background, and, if she is superficial, good looks.

Unfortunately, I was admitted to Yangyin to study for a Ph.D. and left Moyin.

Yang Jiansen wanted to say something, but in the end he held back.

After the strange silence at the scene, when Meng Xinrui stood up to ask questions, heated discussions quickly emerged.

"Why is the Folk Music Department asking questions? This is a major class of the Piano Department. Professor Wang is a professor of the Piano Department, not the Folk Music Department."

"That's Senior Meng from the folk music department. She has such a nice temperament."

"It turned out to be Senior Meng Hei Changzhi, I didn't dare to speak."

"Speaking of which, what Sister Meng said makes sense. Professor Wang's arrangement of "The Earth" did use a lot of folk music accompaniment. I heard that the live performers were all students from the Zhejiang Music Department of Folk Music, which shows that Professor Wang really has an understanding of folk music. Some research may exceed our imagination.”

"Professor Wang didn't really write folk music, did he?"

"It depends on Professor Wang's answer. With Professor Wang's talent, it doesn't matter if he writes some folk music. It just depends on whether the writing is good or not."

"I think it's really difficult for Professor Wang to come to class. He always has some off-topic questions, and they are all difficult to answer."

Jiang Yu said softly: "This is Meng Xinrui, who has been admitted to the Department of Folk Music of the Central Academy of Music to study for a PhD. I heard my mother talk about it. Her mother is senior Chen Xi."

Ruke immediately opened his eyes and asked in surprise: "Is she the daughter of senior Chen Xi?"

Jiang Yu nodded affirmatively: "Yes, she is the daughter of senior Chen Xi. She is three years younger than me. I have met her when I was a child."

Ruke smiled: "This world is really small. I heard Senior Chen Xi's performance in the capital a few years ago. I heard that her daughter is very powerful and more talented than Senior Chen Xi. Unfortunately, I have never seen her. ”

Murong Yue and Yang Zixuan also praised him one after another.

"Is she Professor Chen Xi's daughter?"

"Professor Chen Xi doesn't show up much anymore. It's said that he has retired and will no longer perform. It's a pity."

A few people discussed it.

Meng Xinrui’s mother, Chen Xi, is one of the few guzheng masters in China and a member of the national folk orchestra. She often performed with the national folk orchestra across the country and even around the world, making contributions to promoting national music culture. made a huge contribution.

Geniuses in the music field such as Jiang Yu, Ruke, Murong Yue, etc. all know the name Chen Xi very well.

So, everyone looked at Meng Xinrui no longer so hostilely, but rather kindly and curious.

Because Meng Xinrui's mother is Professor Chen Xi, and Meng Xinrui has been admitted to Yangyin University to study for a Ph.D., so she will be regarded as their school girl and alumnus in the future.

Can only say

The world is so small.

Or rather.

No matter in any field, after reaching a certain level, the circle will be very small.

Ruke looked at Jiang Yu again and asked, "Jiang Jiang, does Professor Wang have any research on folk music?"

Jiang Yu stared at Wang Qian on the podium and replied: "There must be research, and I think he has a deep knowledge of folk music. When he arranges music, he knows every instrument well and can also He personally demonstrated how to play to the musicians, and his performance level was very high. In the past, I heard him say that piano was just a hobby. He said that he had many hobbies, and piano was not the only one, nor was it the strongest. I didn't believe it at the time. He's bragging."

Jiang Yu paused and said slightly seriously: "After working with him for a few months, I believe what he said! The piano is indeed just one of his many hobbies, and it is not the strongest one. At least , I think his attainments in literature and calligraphy surpass that of the piano. His knowledge of other musical instruments may not be inferior to that of the piano."

"This guy is a monster."

Jiang Yu gave Wang Qian a serious evaluation.

Murong Yue also nodded seriously and said: "Yes, Jiang Jiang is right. The more I interact with Wang Qian, the more I understand him, the more I feel that this guy is so powerful and terrifying. It refreshes my three views and redefines We understand the meaning of the term genius. In front of him, we are really ordinary."

Jiang Yu also nodded in agreement with Murong Yue's words.

After being with Wang Qian for a few months, the biggest change in Jiang Yu and Murong Yue was that they became much more reserved and low-key.

I no longer have the pride of graduating from a prestigious school and the confidence in my talents.

Their previous pride and self-confidence were shattered into pieces in front of Wang Qian.

Ruke and Yang Zixuan remained silent after listening.

They were speechless.

Because, in the past, they were called geniuses by others, and they were everyone's children.

However, they compare themselves with Wang Qian.

As Murong Yue said: It’s really ordinary.

They still don’t know how powerful Wang Qian is in other fields.

However, in the field of literature and calligraphy alone, Wang Qian is already one of the new generation of literary and calligraphy leaders recognized by most people in domestic literary circles. He is the only calligraphy master of the younger generation and the founder of a sect. Calligraphy master.

A few ancient poems can be compared with those ancient masterpieces in textbooks. Many people call him the first person in modern ancient poems.

Talent is unparalleled!

The light covers everything.

Including the auras of other geniuses, they were also overshadowed by Wang Qian's light.

So

It’s not surprising that Wang Qian knows some folk music. It depends on how much he understands and to what extent.

The members of the Baojia Street Band all looked at Wang Qian expectantly.

They have no prejudice against folk music and only look forward to whether Wang Qian can bring surprises.

The discussion in the audience lasted for more than ten seconds.

Hei Changzhi Meng Xinrui also heard the discussions around her.

However, she ignored the others and just stared at the figure on the podium, looking forward to Wang Qian's answer.

After the discussion quieted down a bit.

Wang Qiancai looked at Meng Xinrui and asked: "This classmate, what musical instrument do you study?"

Meng Xinrui was stunned for a moment before she answered seriously: "I study guzheng and erhu, and I can barely master the pipa."

Wang Qian also thought about it for a moment, and then said: "Actually, when I first started learning musical instruments, I learned our own national musical instruments. Then I started to come into contact with Western musical instruments such as piano and violin. So, I I must have studied folk music."

The scene was once again filled with heated discussions.

Although, everyone has speculated. After all, Wang Qian used more than a dozen musical instruments in the songs he composed, so he must have done some research on folk music.

However, everyone was still surprised to receive Wang Qian's affirmative answer.

Meng Xinrui's eyes were slightly excited, and she immediately asked: "So, Professor Wang, have you also composed some folk music? Can you share it with us now?"

Wang Qian said softly: "Well, we don't have much time now. Moreover, some of my ideas about folk music have not yet been formed. Playing it for everyone rashly may make people laugh, so let's forget it today."

Meng Xinrui: "No, Professor Wang's music will definitely surprise us. I implore Professor Wang to bring some different sounds to our folk music today."

Meng Xinrui's eyes were filled with sincerity and desire.

In recent years, the development of folk music has somewhat stagnated.

The mainstream repertoire played by everyone is still composed by the older generation of masters decades ago, as well as some famous classical music passed down in history.

In the past ten or twenty years, there have been almost no folk music pieces that can be called masterpieces!

Of course

Not only folk music, but also other classical music fields such as piano, violin and so on, the situation is similar.

Times have changed.

Everyone’s pursuits are different.

There are fewer and fewer people who can calm down and concentrate on research and artistic creation.

Driven by interests, people's hearts become extremely impetuous.

As for art, it needs precipitation and accumulation most. Excellent works of art cannot be born in an impetuous atmosphere.

Therefore, the development of many cultural and artistic fields has almost entered a stage of stagnation, which is an understandable and inevitable result.

In recent years, the country has also paid attention to this situation.

We cannot only develop the economy and forget our own culture and art. We must develop the spiritual and cultural fields together with the economic field.

Therefore, in the past two years, the state's support and emphasis on the art field has increased several levels, which can be seen from some CCTV programs.

Every year during the Spring Festival Gala and large-scale galas, there are a large number of traditional cultural and artistic performances, and CCTV has also produced many variety shows that promote traditional culture and art, which have received favorable reviews.

These can represent the attitude of the upper class.

Meng Xinrui has also been studying the creative direction of folk music in the past few years, but after all, she is too young, has insufficient experience, and has not accumulated enough experience, so some of the pieces she creates are very ordinary and cannot be used.

She came to Wang Qian's class this time with the purpose of learning.

Wang Qian’s question was also a whim of hers.

Students from the Folk Music Department who came to attend the class were greeted in advance and were not allowed to ask questions or cause trouble. They were just allowed to listen quietly to the class

Only teachers and students from the piano department can stand up to ask questions and interact.

Because this is the home of the piano department, and Wang Qian is here to give lectures to the students of the piano department.

Teachers and students from other departments are already authorized to attend classes, which in itself takes advantage of the piano department.

Meng Xinrui broke this unspoken rule.

She witnessed Wang Qian playing an excellent new piano piece live, and she had more expectations for Wang Qian, hoping that Wang Qian might also create something in the field of folk music.

She hopes that Wang Qian can bring some vitality to the field of folk music.

Just like the changes Wang Qian has recently brought to the piano field.

The students from the folk music department around Meng Xinrui also looked at Wang Qian expectantly.

All the other teachers, students, and people outside the school, after a little discussion, looked at Wang Qian quietly.

Yang Jiansen took the microphone from Hao Jialing and said with a smile: "Professor Wang, you can take this class for as long as you want, even if it lasts until night, all of us here have no objections."

The implication is that Yang Jiansen asked Wang Qian not to care about time. If he has a work, then he should satisfy Meng Xinrui's small request.

Wang Qian looked a little embarrassed.

But.

There was a round of applause among the students.

Then

The applause from the audience once again came to Wang Qian like a tide.

Every face is full of excitement and expectation, and every pair of eyes is shining.

Everyone agreed with Yang Jiansen's words and hoped that Wang Qian could continue this class.

Wang Qian's heart softened, he shook his head helplessly, and then waved to Meng Xinrui, who was still standing there.

Meng Xinrui looked happy and quickly walked out of her seat, walking towards the podium with quick but elegant steps.

The applause gradually quieted down.

Thousands of pairs of eyes looked at Wang Qian and Meng Xinrui curiously and expectantly, not knowing what would happen next.

Meng Xinrui came to the podium. She was not as tall as Qin Xuerong, but she was probably over 1.6 meters tall. She was wearing a simple school uniform, her hair draped over her shoulders, and her face had the aura of a royal sister in comics, which was very attractive.

However, as soon as Meng Xinrui came to Wang Qian, she bent down and bowed gently to Wang Qian, then stood up and said respectfully: "Hello, Professor Wang!"

Wang Qian waved his hand: "There is no need for so many etiquettes, and I am not much older than you. I just want to ask, did you bring the guzheng?"

A joyful smile appeared on Meng Xinrui's face, and she immediately replied: "I can ask someone to get it, and it will be brought to you within two minutes."

Before Meng Xinrui and Wang Qian could say anything else, a professor from the folk music department had already run out quickly with two boys.

Many eyes watched the three people from the folk music department leave.

Meng Xinrui said softly to Wang Qian: "Professor Wang, please wait a moment."

Wang Qian nodded, and then said to everyone: "Everyone is making noise like this. I am embarrassed to refuse. It is not good for you to do this."

Hearing Wang Qian’s words, thousands of people present laughed softly and kindly.

Meng Xinrui also raised the corners of her mouth slightly and whispered: "Everyone believes in Professor Wang's talent and wants to hear more of Professor Wang's musical works."

Then, with a change of tone, Meng Xinrui asked curiously in front of everyone: "Professor Wang, do you want to play a guzheng song?"

Wang Qian put his hands behind his back and said calmly: "Try it and play a guzheng piece that I tried before for everyone to listen to. If you don't play it well, I will never play it in public again. Now that I’m playing the guzheng, just practice it in private.”

Meng Xinrui said immediately: "No matter whether Professor Wang plays well or not, we will all like it."

Papa, papa, papa

Applause rang out again.

Everyone gives face to Meng Xinrui and even more to Wang Qian. Even if Wang Qian is really not good at playing, they will not try to cause trouble.

After all, everyone has not forgotten that this is the big classroom of the piano department.

Wang Qian is a professor in the piano department.

They have once again proved themselves in the piano field and released their fifth song, which was a success.

I didn’t need to wade through the muddy waters of the field of folk music. Meng Xinrui and everyone pushed me to play a guzheng piece.

If Wang Qian doesn’t play well in the end, everyone will still laugh.

That's so disrespectful.

Wang Qian let Meng Xinrui stand next to the podium, then turned around and continued to talk about several difficulties in the piece "Flight of the Bumblebee" he just played.

But

The attention of the thousands of people in the audience was not focused on Wang Qian's lecture.

Everyone is looking forward to Wang Qian’s next guzheng performance.

Some impatient students looked back from time to time to see if the students from the folk music department had brought the guzheng.

Jiang Yu, Murong Yue, Ruke, Yang Zixuan, and Yan Ru are the ones looking forward to it the most!

Juliet said in surprise about Zhongya: "Does Professor Wang want to play guzheng? Is it really possible? The arrangement and soundtrack of popular songs are different from individual guzheng songs."

She also listened to Wang Qian's "The Earth" and was deeply impressed by the arrangement and accompaniment of many folk music, which has the unique cultural temperament of China.

However, she feels that composing music for an instrument alone is different!

The level of difficulty is not the same.

To create a piece of music alone, you need to express the characteristics of the instrument and the cultural symbolism behind it being a national instrument.

In other words, it must have a certain artistic quality and cultural temperament.

It is not on the same level as simple pop music soundtrack arrangement.

This is also one of the most important reasons why there have been many popular classic songs in the Chinese music scene in the past two or three decades, but there are almost no classical instrumental songs.

Yu Zhongya was noncommittal and said softly: "Let's take a look. This person's talent may exceed your imagination, and he may bring us surprises."

Juliet immediately remained silent and began to listen attentively to Wang Qian's explanation of the piece Flight of the Bumblebee. She wrote down all the key points and went back to practice hard. This was her biggest gain today.

Not long after!

It hasn’t even been ten minutes yet.

A few panting students walked in from the entrance behind the podium, working together to carry a heavy and majestic guzheng.

A middle-aged professor directed several students to help play the guzheng, and said to Wang Qian with a hint of respect: "Professor Wang, this is the best guzheng in our department. You can try it first." Try? ”

Meng Xinrui said to Wang Qian: "Professor Wang, this guzheng is the treasure of the Moyin Folk Music Department. It was made by an instrument master who spent several years more than 20 years ago. The master was ten years old. He passed away years ago, and this guzheng was his last song. My mother used this guzheng when she performed at the Musikverein in Vienna for the first time. ”

After listening to Meng Xinrui’s words.

Wang Qian looked at Meng Xinrui in surprise.

Unexpectedly, her mother also went to the Vienna Golden Hall to perform folk music?

Those are definitely members of the national folk orchestra. Almost every one of them is a national treasure-level folk music master, and most of them are the last generation of folk music masters.

Because, in the past ten or twenty years, only a handful of new generation folk music masters have emerged.

A master-class folk music member has a serious fault.

So, this also shows that the status of folk music masters of Meng Xinrui's mother's generation is higher.

Wang Qian put away his thoughts and said to Meng Xinrui and the professor of the folk music department: "Actually, you don't need to give me such a good guzheng. I just play it casually. If I don't play it well, I will be very ashamed."

Professor Min Le said with a smile: "For Professor Wang to use, of course I want the best."

Wang Qian didn’t say anything else. He walked to the guzheng and stretched out his hand to test the sound and feel. He found that it was indeed very smooth and had been adjusted to its best condition. It seemed that the daily maintenance was in place.

It is indeed the treasure of the magic folk music department.

"Okay!"

Wang Qian said a good word seriously to praise the guzheng.

Meng Xinrui and the professor of the Department of Folk Music both showed a smile of satisfaction - as long as they can satisfy Wang Qian!

The professor of the folk music department extended his hand to Wang Qian in a gesture of invitation, then turned around and took several panting and sweaty students off the stage and returned to their seats to sit down.

Meng Xinrui did not leave, just stood beside Wang Qian and watched.

Facing thousands of pairs of eyes, she didn’t have any stage fright. There was only Wang Qian and the guzheng in her eyes.

No one spoke.

Almost no one takes the lead.

The applause immediately began.

Li Jing applauded and said to Yang Jiansen: "Director Yang, what do you think of Professor Wang's guzheng?"

Yang Jiansen shook his head: "I don't know, I've never heard of it! However, his level should be pretty good. No matter how well Professor Wang plays, you are not allowed to stand up and ask questions later."

Li Jing smiled: "Director Yang, are you afraid that I will cause trouble?"

Yang Jiansen said nothing, but gave Li Jing a serious look.

Li Jing didn't look afraid of Yang Jiansen at all, and turned around to look at Wang Qian.

I saw that Wang Qian had already sat down in front of the guzheng. His whole person became a little softer and more restrained, and then his face gradually showed some resolute, courageous, and at the same time calm as a mountain aura.

Applause

Gradually stop.

Everyone looked at Wang Qian expectantly.

Wang Qian did not move.

I just sat in front of the guzheng, looking at the guzheng, completely motionless, for a full five minutes!

Thousands of people in the audience also kept quiet, and they tried their best to look at Wang Qian and the guzheng without blinking, for fear of missing the next exciting moment.

Meng Xinrui, who was the nearest, stood quietly beside Wang Qian, holding her breath lightly, and **** her long, straight black hair with a hairband on her wrist to reduce her own weight. sense of presence.

She knew that Wang Qian deliberately called her up to watch from a close distance, which must have some meaning.

So, she focused all her attention on Wang Qian.

Thousands of people in the audience were silent for five minutes.

Just looking at Wang Qian sitting there doing nothing.

Some impatient people can't wait, but they dare not speak or make a sound for fear of disturbing anything.

At this time

Wang Qian slowly raised his hands, and there was a chilling aura condensing on his whole body, but at the same time there was a calm and steady temperament in it.

It seemed like a general sitting in the center on the battlefield.

The atmosphere in the room seemed to be tense.

Meng Xinrui, who was standing next to Wang Qian, even had the urge to kneel down, as if she was a small soldier standing in front of the general and needed to kneel down to obey orders.

Ding Ding Dong

Wang Qian’s hand suddenly moved.

A rush of guzheng-specific music sounded.

Everyone's heart could not help but be tugged by this voice, and they became extremely nervous and uneasy.

It seems that the war is coming, and I am participating in it. I don’t know whether I will die or live next!

Incredibly chilling.

Wang Qian was still extremely focused and devoted himself to it.

The left hand played quickly, and the right hand showed an extremely skillful finger-shaking technique

The melody is tense and mysterious.

It seems that there are thick and rapid drum sounds in it.

A picture of an imminent war clearly emerged in everyone's mind!

Meng Xinrui's eyes widened, staring at every movement and detail of Wang Qian's guzheng playing, listening to every sound that came out of the playing.

This is