Debut After Eight Years

Meng Xinrui had an illusion.

seem.

It was not Wang Qian who sat in front of her and played the guzheng, but her mother.

That guzheng master, one of the few in China, was also her idol since she was a child.

Wang Qian's temperament and state when playing the guzheng are almost exactly the same as when her mother played the guzheng.

There is no elegant temperament like a western gentleman when playing the piano, but a kind of elegance that belongs to the ancient oriental culture, a restrained temperament, and a chilling and mysterious atmosphere emanating from this guzheng piece.

She didn't know what the piece was.

never heard before.

I haven't heard Wang Qian talk about it either.

The name of the song, the score, everything is unknown.

but……

Just glanced at Wang Qian and listened to the sound of a guzheng.

Meng Xinrui could feel the battlefield of gold and iron horses, and the majesty and unquestionable majesty of the general, which made her have an urge to obey Wang Qian's orders.

this……

The shock in Meng Xinrui's heart turned blank for a moment, she was completely attracted by this piece of music, shocked and conquered by Wang Qian's performance, her mind was full of images of gold and iron horses, flags waving, making mountains and so on emerge.

And the teachers and students of thousands of magic voices sitting opposite the podium, as well as people outside the school, were even more shockingly silent.

No one speaks!

Even, no one moved, and their eyes were reluctant to move away. The only thing everyone was doing was to prick up their ears, not to miss the sound of every guzheng string being plucked, and not to leave Wang Qian's eyes for a moment, not wanting to miss Wang Qian's voice. Every movement, and every second of temperament changes on the body.

After a while, like a wise and brave general sitting in the center, dispatching troops and generals.

After a while, it was like riding a horse in front of the formation, witnessing his soldiers deploying formations to kill the enemy, and a commander who did not change his face when Mount Tai collapsed in front of him!

After a while, a smile appeared, and then quickly disappeared, but it turned out that he had already returned to the camp victorious...

Guzheng is played layer by layer.

Go into battle and kill the enemy at every step.

When the song ends.

Almost everyone has not recovered from that picture.

It seemed that the thousands of teachers and students attending the lectures were all soldiers returning from victory on the battlefield, and the fighting ended under Wang Qian's military order.

Wang Qian's hands have left the guzheng, and the aura of calmness and prestige on his body is still strong. Sitting there, he seems to be a general inspecting thousands of soldiers in the audience.

silence!

It went on for almost a minute.

Everyone is slowly waking up.

However, no one moved.

because……

The more sober.

Everyone felt more shocked.

They also know more clearly what happened just now.

Just now, Wang Qian used a guzheng piece to make them unable to extricate themselves.

Many teachers and students of the piano department looked at each other, and there was some disbelief in their eyes, as if they were dreaming.

If they hadn't confirmed that they were surrounded by teachers and students from the piano department, they would almost have thought that they were not taking a major class in the piano department, but a major guzheng class in the folk music department.

There are several similar questions in everyone's mind.

Was it really a Guzheng performance just now?

Was it really Professor Wang who was playing the guzheng just now?

Was what they heard just now a guzheng piece?

Is this still their piano class?

Is Professor Wang really the professor of their piano department?

Some subtle voices of discussion gradually emerged.

Ru Ke looked at Xiong Jia, Yan Ru, and Zhu Qiqi, Have you ever heard this piece of folk music?

Yan Ru shook her head affirmatively: No!

The eyes of the few people still did not leave Wang Qian who was sitting on the podium as mighty as a general.

Xiong Jia also shook his head: I haven't heard it either. It should be Professor Wang's own composition. It's very nice. Although it looks simple in technique, it's really nice, and the expression is very clear and the structure is complete, just like that song The piano piece is the same as Xuerong, I can feel that it should be a piece about war, and it has a Chinese classical flavor.

I like this piece very much.

Xiong Jia's voice was slightly excited.

Ru Ke looked at Jiang Yu and Murong Yue, who were silent but kept staring at Wang Qian on the podium, and asked, Jiang Jiang, Xiaoyue, have you ever heard Professor Wang play this piece?

Jiang Yu shook his head, did not speak, his eyes still did not leave Wang Qian.

Murong Yue said softly: We haven't heard of it! I don't know when he created it, it may have been a long time ago. He just said that he studied folk music before he learned piano. Maybe he also studied folk music for a few years?

How many years have you studied folk music?

Several people smiled wryly when they heard this.

Because just now, Wang Qian said that he had studied piano for several years, and the thousands of teachers and students of the piano department as well as those who studied piano outside the school were speechless.

Now it is said that Wang Qian has studied folk music for several years, which seems to be a routine operation...

only……

They stared at Wang Qian, still with a hint of shock in their eyes.

Because, they could tell that in this piece alone, Wang Qian's guzheng performance level was basically not weaker than those of the few master guzheng players in China.

Although, when watching Wang Qian play, this piece is not difficult, and the playing technique is relatively simple, but it is the real master level to be able to play such a fascinating rhythm and picture with a simple piece.

Art is never just about showing off skills. Showing off skills is actually the most superficial thing.

so……

Is he not only a master pianist, but also a master guzheng player?

Or is it that he can only play this guzheng piece at such a master level?

Several Yangyin geniuses fell into deep shock and self-doubt.

And the small group of teachers and students of the folk music department sitting in the middle stood up quickly at this moment, applauding frantically, and all looked at Wang Qian with some admiration and shock in their eyes.

Then!

Thunderous applause resounded from everywhere, louder than ever before, and the glass on the surrounding large windows was vibrated by the applause.

Everyone immediately stood up, stretched out their palms and patted vigorously.

Wang Qian also just stood up from the stool in front of the guzheng at this moment, bowed lightly to all the applauding teachers and students, and gradually retreated from the state just now, the majestic and elegant temperament on his body gradually Dispersed, and turned into the easy-going, low-key and restrained Professor Wang.

Just standing on the podium, looking at everyone with a smile on his face.

applause.

It just kept ringing.

No one, it seems, wants to stop.

Thousands of pairs of eyes looked at Wang Qian alone.

Even Meng Xinrui, who was standing behind Wang Qian, was clapping her hands vigorously. If it wasn't for the fact that there were too many people here, if it wasn't for the wrong occasion, she would have rushed forward to give Wang Qian a hug.

Only those who really understand the industry can know what the piece played by Wang Qian represents.

Only a person like her who really tries to compose Guzheng music knows how difficult and excellent it is to create such a piece of music!

Just like many people know the piano piece To Xue Rong.

Because this song is easy to learn and very pleasant to listen to, coupled with the large-scale official promotion intentionally, it has been broadcast in various training institutions across the country. Basically, most ordinary people in China have heard this song song.

However, many people have never heard of the song such as the March of the Demon City.

so.

Simple, pleasant and representative tunes are the rarest ones, and they can best convey the connotation of a musical instrument representing the greatness and simplicity.

Although Meng Xinrui didn't think Wang Qian's guzheng piece had reached the realm of simplicity, she also thought it was a guzheng masterpiece that would spread easily like Zhi Xuerong's piano piece.

Simple, not really simple, and not bad.

Difficult is not necessarily good!

applause!

Still going on.

While applauding vigorously, Li Jing said with a smile to Yang Jiansen beside him, Director Yang, you have to look after your Professor Wang.

Although Yang Jiansen's eyes were full of shock, admiration, and surprise, his face was very solemn.

because!

Even Li Jing reminded him, of course he himself knew about the change in the situation.

It can be intuitively said that after this piece.

Wang Qian was freed from the constraints of the piano as an instrument.

Jumped from the field of piano to folk music, and reached the level of a master guzheng player with one piece of music.

So, will the teachers and students of the folk music department watch?

Yang Jiansen looked back for a while and looked at the teachers and students of the folk music department who were applauding the most vigorously, and knew that they would definitely not end here.

The battle for Wang Qian has only just begun.

He not only wants to compete with the piano department of Zheyin and Yangyin, but also with the Chinese department of famous schools such as Zhejiang University, Double Star, and even Jingda Mizuki, but also with the folk music department of the same magic sound. It will definitely compete with Yangyin, Zheyin, and the piano departments and folk music departments of several other music higher art institutions!

all of a sudden……

Yang Jiansen felt that his idea of ​​keeping Wang Qian in Moyin was so unrealistic.

Perhaps it is unrealistic for any university to want to occupy Wang Qian alone.

Hao Jialing applauded happily, and said to Yang Jiansen and Li Jing: Director Yang, Professor Li, I am so excited to hear this piece. I really didn't expect that Professor Wang has such deep knowledge in Guzheng music, it's amazing!

Hao Jialing looked at Qin Xuerong who was also applauding, and asked curiously: Sister Xuerong, have you heard Professor Wang play this piece?

Yang Jiansen, Li Jing, and several professors and leaders of the magic voice around looked at Qin Xuerong curiously, looking forward to Qin Xuerong's answer, and heard more about Wang Qian's life from Qin Xuerong, Wang Qian's girlfriend. .

Qin Xuerong's pretty face was also flushed, her eyes never left Wang Qian, and she answered Hao Jialing's question calmly: I've never heard of it! I don't know how deep his talent is. I haven't explored it yet. I think, I It may take a lifetime to study and explore him.

Hao Jialing was stunned by Qin Xuerong's answer, feeling like crying, but was caught off guard when a large amount of dog food was forcibly thrown over, and she forced her mouth to eat the handful of dog food, and burst into tears in her heart.

Afterwards, Hao Jialing and Li Jing looked at Qin Xuerong enviously, and there was a sour taste brewing in their hearts!

Being able to be with someone like Wang Qian is really a blessing that has been cultivated for several lifetimes...

Perhaps, it really took several lifetimes of luck to have a burst of good luck in this lifetime and become Wang Qian's girlfriend.

But……

What about the person who divorced Wang Qian?

Li Qingyao stood up numbly at this moment, and applauded along with everyone numbly.

Two lines of clear tears had already flowed down the cheeks and merged with the mask.

Many people around noticed her situation and were very surprised by her reaction.

Because, even people who don't understand music can hear that this guzheng piece is fast-paced, passionate and chilling, and there is almost nothing sensational about it.

Then why is this woman wearing a mask crying?

Li Qingyao didn't know why she was crying.

Anyway, she just couldn't hold back the tears.

In my heart, there is only pain.

However, she still applauded vigorously, giving him her most sincere applause.

A tissue was handed to her.

Li Qingyao froze for a moment, then turned to see Yu Jingruo's immortal face.

Don't cry, it's the path you choose.

Yu Jingruo said something softly, then turned to look at Wang Qian.

Li Qingyao silently took Yu Jingruo's paper and gently wiped the tears on her cheeks. The mask was already wet. She took off a little bit of the mask and wiped her cheeks, and then said to put the mask on.

It's the path you choose, so let's go.

...

The applause lasted for about ten minutes before it stopped.

Wang Qian was a little tired from standing, so he waved lightly and said to the microphone: Everyone is tired from standing, stop standing and applauding, sit down and continue, I am also tired from standing, and want to rest for a while.

Everyone was amused by Wang Qian's joke.

The warm and tense atmosphere just now also dissipated.

The applause slowly stopped.

Everyone also sat down one by one.

The scene became quiet again.

but……

But there is no real silence.

Because, one arm was raised high in the air again.

this time.

Not only people from the Piano Department, but students from the Folk Music Department and other magic music departments also raised their hands one after another, and many people outside the school also raised their hands, wanting to ask their own questions.

This guzheng performance made everyone unable to contain the excitement in their hearts, and they had to say something.

Only some school leaders in the first row did not raise their hands, and many other middle-aged and elderly professors raised their hands, wanting to interact with Wang Qian and say a few words.

The atmosphere was unprecedentedly warm.

Wang Qian did not immediately stand up to ask questions and interact with others by name, but looked at Meng Xinrui and asked, Student, what do you think of the guzheng piece I played just now?

Meng Xinrui said with a slight trembling voice: Professor Wang's piece is of course very good. This is the best piece of Guzheng piece I have heard in the past ten years. I would like to ask Professor Wang, is this What's the name of the first piece? Did you compose it yourself?

Meng Xinrui's question was also a question that most people at the scene wanted to ask.

Therefore, everyone looked at Wang Qian, waiting for his answer.

Wang Qian did not disappoint everyone either. He looked at thousands of faces and eyes, and said with certainty: Yes, this is a Guzheng piece I wrote by accident before. I didn't think of a specific name at the time, so I just casually I put together some ideas of Guzheng and other musical instruments, and named it Thirteen Sets of Strings. The Guzheng piece I played just now is the ninth piece of it! Therefore, I call this piece Guzheng Jiuqu in my heart.

quiet!

Both pairs of eyes changed from anticipation to shock, staring wide.

Even a fairy like Yu Jingruo who has always been calm, as if she didn't care about any mundane affairs in the world, stared at Wang Qian who said these words on the podium with slightly wide eyes.

Although, like Wang Qian, Yu Jingruo also graduated from the Department of Performance of Beijing Film Academy, but his family background is still in the Chinese Department of Zhejiang University, so his knowledge and artistic accomplishment are extraordinary, far above Li Qingyao, basically not weak Born in professional art.

Therefore, she also understood the meaning of what Wang Qian said.

This means that Wang Qian has extraordinary research results in the field of folk music.

only……

He has never published it to the public, and studied and studied silently by himself. It was not until the blockbuster of the ninth song of Guzheng that he claimed that everyone knew about it.

And just from the ninth song of Guzheng, which he named himself, we can get a glimpse of the leopard, which shows his research on folk music and the information about the thirteen sets of strings he mentioned.

Therefore, everyone couldn't help the curiosity that exploded in their hearts, and they had to ask clearly.

Similarly, Xiao Dongmei, who has always been restrained, elegant and quiet, is also looking at Wang Qian with wide eyes at this moment.

Wang Jingshan said directly to Su Jiangsheng: Director Su, do you think what Professor Wang said is true?

Wang Jingshan was obviously suspicious.

He is a young writer with some achievements, and he knows how rare it is to make extraordinary achievements in one field, while Wang Qian has become a master in the two major fields of music art, piano and folk music, and perhaps in There is not only one guzheng master in folk music, there may be other musical instruments that are equally accomplished.

In his opinion, this is simply a fantasy.

Not to mention, Wang Qian's achievements and level of works in the field of literature are even a block behind him!

The only thing Wang Jingshan can do is that his novels sell much more than Wang Qian's literary works...

And this is because Wang Qian's literary works have never been listed.

Literary calligraphy, piano, and popular songs are all top-notch in China!

Coupled with the master level of folk music?

Wang Jingshan only felt that his scalp was numb, it was really terrifying.

Su Jiangsheng didn't express his opinion, but said: No matter what, the piece of guzheng that Professor Wang just played is very unusual, which shows that he has a deep knowledge of guzheng. As for other folk musical instruments, it depends on Professor Wang's performance in the future. It’s not that it will be taken out and shared with us.”

Professor Wang is a truly talented person.

Su Jiangsheng finally praised Wang Qian.

Xiao Dongmei said softly: Professor Wang doesn't bother to tell lies.

Xiao Dongmei didn't say the kind of pride and self-confidence in her bones that she could see from Wang Qian.

People with such pride and self-confidence absolutely disdain to lie and deceive others.

Because she is such a person herself.

She is usually humble, low-key and introverted when facing other people, but she is extremely proud in her bones and extremely confident in her talent.

However, after meeting Wang Qian, the pride and self-confidence in her bones has become less confident and proud, especially now that Wang Qian is here, she feels like seeing a teacher.

pride? confidence?

In front of Wang Qian, it is not worth mentioning.

After a few seconds of silence.

What followed was a more enthusiastic raise of hands to ask questions.

Everyone raised their hands!

Including Xiao Dongmei, they all raised their hands to ask Wang Qian two questions.

Both Yu Jingruo and Li Qingyao also raised their hands. They just wanted to have a few words with Wang Qian.

Jiang Yu, Murong Yue, Ru Ke and other members of the Baojia Street band also raised their hands.

The teachers and students of the folk music department raised their arms high and almost stood up from their seats.

The teachers and students of the piano department also raised their arms neatly and densely.

Everyone frantically wanted to interact with Wang Qian, and frantically wanted to know what Wang Qian said meant.

After a few seconds of shocked silence, Meng Xinrui was quickly awakened by the countless palms that were suddenly raised again at the scene, and then hurriedly asked: Professor Wang, the thirteen sets of strings you mentioned are thirteen pieces of music. Is it? And, are there thirteen pieces of folk music? Are they all Guzheng pieces? Or are there pieces with other instruments? Can you show us?

This is also a question that most people at the scene want to know, and Meng Xinrui also asked the core point.

Wang Qian looked at Meng Xinrui, then looked at the thousands of curious babies on the seats, and said softly: Thirteen sets of strings, it's just a temporary name I gave a few years ago, it doesn't mean anything. Some of them are just my simple A piece of thought cannot be called a piece of music. Of course, it is indeed not just Guzheng.”

I have a wide range of hobbies. Among the folk instruments, I have studied the Guzheng, Pipa, Yangqin, Xun, Dizi, Xiao, Erhu, etc. When I practiced, I occasionally wrote some inspiration fragments based on these instruments. But most of them are just fragments and unsystematic, and I haven't sorted out and supplemented them yet.

So, the ninth song of Guzheng that I will play for you today is actually a relatively complete piece. As for the other contents, because they are too scattered, I will not show them one by one today, and the time does not allow it. Let’s talk about it later.”

Meng Xinrui and most of the people present were very sorry to hear Wang Qian's words.

It's a pity that I couldn't continue to listen to Wang Qian playing other folk music pieces.

However, no one forced Wang Qian.

Wang Qian looked at Meng Xinrui and said, Student, you can bring someone to take down this treasure of your folk music department. Be careful, don't break it. This guzheng is really good, yes Best I've ever used.

Meng Xinrui calmed down, smiled at Wang Qian, and said, Professor Wang has studied the guzheng so much. If you like this guzheng, I can give it to you!

The conversation between the two was not a whisper, it was said in front of thousands of people present.

Everyone was surprised when they heard Meng Xinrui's words.

In particular, most of the students of Moyin know the origin of this guzheng. Even Jiang Yu and Ru Ke, the top students of Yangyin, almost know that this guzheng is an instrument that Meng Xinrui's mother, Professor Chen Xi, has used for many years. It has been used in large-scale top-level performances, and it has almost become a cultural symbol of Chinese elements in foreign countries.

And just in terms of value.

This guzheng is also worth at least a million or more.

And as time goes by, it will become more and more valuable, and it may become an antique collection in the future.

Meng Xinrui, in front of so many people, gave this guzheng to Wang Qian?

The most important thing is that Meng Xinrui is a guzheng practitioner herself, and is also known as the future successor of her mother, Professor Chen Xi. How can she give away this important symbolic guzheng?

Many teachers, students and school leaders of Magic Voice were very puzzled by Meng Xinrui's choice.

Wang Qian took a deep look at Meng Xinrui, he didn't know Meng Xinrui's identity yet.

But after hearing what Meng Xinrui said with certainty, he knew that her identity must be extraordinary, otherwise how could he be qualified to give away the treasure of the magic music and folk music department with just a word?

There are so many leaders of Magic Sound at the scene, no one stood up to object...

Does that mean that these leaders are not qualified to oppose Meng Xinrui, or agree with Meng Xinrui's choice?

Without thinking too much, Wang Qian shook his head and refused: Forget it, I don't want it anymore. I see that you like guzheng so much. This must be your favorite thing. If a gentleman doesn't take what others like, I won't want it.

Meng Xinrui was slightly disappointed.

In fact, there was an urge in her heart to worship a teacher, and this guzheng was regarded as a ceremony of apprenticeship.

If Wang Qian accepts it, she will wait until the class is over and go to ask Wang Qian to learn from her. If she wants to come, Wang Qian will not refuse.

Unfortunately, it was rejected.

She was a little disappointed, but she recognized Wang Qian's character even more in her heart, and then said with a smile: Well, thank you Professor Wang for your teaching today. I can ask Professor Wang to give us a piece of the Guzheng piece just now. A sheet music? Also, can Professor Wang choose a more formal name?

Guzheng No. 9!

It sounds too academic.

There is no such easy-to-understand name as Zhi Xuerong.

Wang Qian looked at the teachers and students of the folk music department who were eagerly looking at him, nodded and agreed: Okay, I will write the score for you when I have time, if I don't have time, you can wait for me to listen to it in Qianqianjing Let's upload.

There was a pause.

Wang Qian continued: As for the name of this song, let's call it General Order.

The three words of General Order were uttered loudly and spread to the ears of everyone in the audience, as if there was a fleeting sound of the collision of gold and iron horses.

Meng Xinrui praised: Good name, this name fits so well.

When thousands of people heard the name, they all admired it and burst into applause. Obviously, everyone liked and recognized the name very much.

The general's order is very imposing as soon as you hear it, and there is a chilling aura of gold and iron horses on the battlefield that rushes towards you.

And Meng Xinrui waved to the folk music department, and several students quickly came up and moved the guzheng away.

When Meng Xinrui left, she also bowed slightly to Wang Qian, and said sincerely to Wang Qian: Thank you Professor Wang for teaching me a lesson. My name is Meng Xinrui. I will be a teacher for one day and for life. Professor Wang will be my teacher from now on. If I have any doubts about folk music in the future, I will ask Professor Wang for advice.

After speaking, Meng Xinrui didn't wait for Wang Qian's answer, she turned around and looked at the thousands of people present, her gaze was very firm and calm, she went back to her seat and sat down.

Many dissatisfied teachers and students of the piano department calmed down after seeing this scene, and their hearts were not so repulsive to Meng Xinrui and the teachers and students of the folk music department.

applause!

rang again.

Everybody knows.

This scene may become a good story in the field of folk music in the future.

But……

Wang Qian was speechless looking at Meng Xinrui's back after hearing this.

I just have one more student?

Do you still want to call me later?

Have you asked me about this client?

Do I agree?

Wang Qian decided to try his best to come less or not to the magic sound in the future, so that he would not meet Meng Xinrui.

Watching the treasure of the folk music department being sent away.

Wang Qian was about to say something more, and then ended the class.

Suddenly thousands of people at the scene raised their hands again.

Among them, there was Meng Xinrui who had just sat down and was not yet stable.

Everyone's enthusiasm for interacting with Wang Qian is still high.

Wang Qian ignored the folk music students on Meng Xinrui's side, glanced around, and saw Yu Jingruo who raised his hand behind him, his eyes lit up slightly, and he smiled imperceptibly, then turned to Jiang Yu and Murong Yue and the others Smiling, seeing Xu Xiaoxiao in the crowd stretching out his hand happily, he also nodded slightly.

I also saw Chen Xiaowen and Sun Jing, who also smiled.

Of course, there is also Qin Xuerong in the first row, who also raised her hands enthusiastically, looking at Wang Qian with a smile on his face, with call me, call me written on his forehead...

However, Wang Qian didn't ask questions from these acquaintances, and gave Qin Xuerong a big smile, which made Qin Xuerong smile even more happily.

His eyes swept around.

Wang Qian saw Juliet and Yu Zhongya in the front row raise their hands again, but still skipped it, and noticed a woman with a quiet and elegant temperament. Her temperament was a bit similar to Yu Jingruo's, but with a rich scholarly atmosphere and a kind of Introverted and quiet, without Yu Jingruo's fairy-like appearance.

After a moment of shock, Wang Qian pointed to the quiet woman who raised her hand and said, This classmate is you.

Only then did he see that the middle-aged man sitting next to the quiet woman was someone he knew.

Moreover, it was Su Jiang, a student from the Chinese Department of Double Star University who had just met and came to Moyin to invite him to give lectures.

So……

This woman may be a student of the Chinese Department of Double Star University?

Wang Qian regretted calling her a little in his heart.