world number one pianist

Chapter 10 Not Enough Chopin
Ding Yi's anger instantly flared up. These words were simply a blatant show off.

Just like drawing cards in other games, you spend thousands of dollars to finally draw a useful character, and if you get ten consecutive rounds from a new player, you will get a character you have dreamed of.

What is this?This is showing off!This is sarcasm!
Zhao Zitong didn't know that Ding Yi's anger was rising. She looked at the comments on the phone and scratched her head, feeling a little frustrated.

It seems that the people in this video site are not very good. There are so many people, but none of them can find the weakness of their teacher. A large group of people are here to brag.

Zhao Zitong shook his head helplessly, and when he was about to turn off the phone, Ding Yi replied.

"I don't know if you really don't understand or if you don't understand, but I can tell you one thing, your teacher is very good, but your teacher is not invincible! I'm sure!"

"Oh... so who can find out my teacher's mistake?"

Zhao Zitong replied without any hesitation.

Ding Yi was stunned for a long time looking at this reply, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he replied to Zhao Zitong, wait a moment, and then walked quickly towards the teacher's office.

He went to the office door and knocked twice, and after the teacher inside agreed, he stretched out his hand and opened the door, walked up to a slightly bald middle-aged man, put the phone in his hand in front of him, and whispered.

"Teacher, are you free now, can you help me analyze, where is this person's weakness in piano playing? Or his mistake?"

This middle-aged man is Ding Yi's teacher, who is in charge of teaching him piano at school.

His teacher is not that kind of ordinary teacher. According to the news in the school, his teacher participated in the Chopin International Piano Competition before and passed the preliminary round. .

Therefore, his teacher's understanding of Chopin is the strongest in the whole school, or in the whole city where he is currently located.

The teacher seemed to have liked Ding Yi's turmoil for a long time. He was not too surprised to see him suddenly running in front of him to let him watch the video. He just nodded slightly, took out a pair of glasses from the side of the table and put them on, Then he asked.

"What is this piece of music? Who is the performer?"

"The performer doesn't quite know that this piece is Chopin's first ballad."

"Chopin's Ballade No. [-]?" The teacher was taken aback, and the hand that was reaching out to the desk drawer stopped for a moment, but soon, he shook his head and said unintentionally, "Why are you listening to that thing? Instead of going to listen to your Chopin etude, come here to listen to the ballad, which is still the first ballad."

"Teacher, is the first ballad difficult?" Ding Yi asked.

The teacher shook his head, opened the drawer, flipped through it, and found a slightly yellowed sheet music, put it in front of him, opened it casually, and a Ballades, op23 no1 mark appeared right above the sheet music.

Obviously, the score in his hand is Chopin's First Ballade.

There are a lot of marks on the score, and the paper looks seriously aged and loose, and it feels like it will split if you touch it lightly.

The teacher slobbered a little with his fingers, separated the papers, and after confirming that each page was not stuck together, he nodded to Ding.

"It's not difficult, but it's a little complicated. Okay, play it for me."

"OK, all right!"

Ding Yi said that he picked up the phone, quickly skipped the previous words, and came directly to He Shen's last sentence.

Accompanied by "Listen", the piano sounded.

The teacher who had a very calm expression gradually frowned and furrowed his eyebrows more and more tightly. Looking at the music score in front of him, the pencil in his hand kept moving on it, but he didn't make any strokes, just stayed in the air, up and down Down.

Chopin's first ballad is not long, about 9 minutes, but He Shen's performance has some exaggerated performance techniques in some places, which slows down some, which is extremely slow.

Even so, He Shen's performance did not exceed 10 minutes.

Suffering, tragedy, pain, the source of everything is like a wind narrative, slowly coming.

This is a gentle, clear, full of lyrical atmosphere, a true portrayal of no gunpowder and no war.

The main music of the opening part has changed from calm and serene to tense and unstable, and has become a passionate and exciting elegy. The theme of the sub part perfectly shows the heroic spirit. rise.

The gradually soothing music at the end makes everyone's hearts gradually let go, but in the ensuing theme of the main part, the torrential rain resumes, and with an extremely strong octave downward, the final judgment is made, and the final tragedy is cast.

At the end of the last note, the teacher was silent, looking at the score in his hand, not knowing what to say.

"Teacher?" Ding asked in a low voice.

"Wait, let me be quiet..."

The teacher shook his head and waved to Ding Yi. He directly took Ding Yi's cell phone, tuned the video to the beginning, and then played it again.

once, twice, three times...

Ding Yi, he has been standing on the side not daring to move, looking at the phone in his teacher's hand bitterly, and when it indicated that the battery was less than 20%, the teacher sighed slowly and said that the phone in his hand was handed back to the teacher. Ding Yi.

"Teacher, how is it?"

"That's right, a master. If he is allowed to participate in the Chopin International Piano Competition, he will definitely be able to enter the second round, and even have a chance to enter the third round."

"Ah? It's only the third round, can't you make it to the finals? I thought I could make it to the finals at this level..." Ding Yi shook his head. Just as his teacher was about to say something, Ding Yi quickly said, "Then teacher, why do you think He made it to the third round and didn't say he was sure to make it to the final? What's wrong with his playing?"

"If I can know what's wrong with him, I'm still sitting here? Can't I just go to Xiao Sai to win a championship?" The teacher almost laughed out of breath, but soon he shook his head, rubbed his glasses and said slowly : "But, it seems that he may have a little problem... right?"

"what is the problem?"

"Maybe, maybe, maybe, I didn't play Chopin enough..."

"Not enough for Chopin?" Ding Yi was stunned, he didn't expect this evaluation at all, he couldn't help baring his teeth, and said, "Teacher, what kind of evaluation is this? What kind of evaluation is enough for Chopin?"

"How do I know? I just have a feeling, don't worry about it, go and practice your Chopin etudes, tomorrow I want to see your overall musicality."

Not knowing which nerve was touched, the teacher got up and pushed Ding Yi out of the door.

Ding Yi looked at the closed office door, took out his mobile phone helplessly, and told Zhao Zitong who had been waiting there for a long time, pretending to be extremely mysterious.

"Your teacher has a fatal flaw, that is... not enough Chopin!"

After sending it, he turned off the message on his mobile phone with a guilty conscience, hoping that this statement would not be exposed.

What is not enough Chopin?This is too idealistic!
Zhao Zitong, who was on the other end of the phone, didn't understand this. She couldn't help smiling when she saw the comment.

Hmph, let me just say that you are not invincible, I have found your weakness!

(End of this chapter)