It took eight years to debut

Li Jing smiled: "Director Yang is afraid that I will destroy the stage?"

Yang Jiansen didn't speak, but just gave Li Jing a serious look.

Li Jing didn't appear to be afraid of Yang Jiansen at all, she turned her head and continued to look at Wang Qian.

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

applause……

Gradually stop.

Everyone looked at Wang Qian expectantly.

Wang Qian did not move.

Just sitting in front of the guzheng, looking at the guzheng, the whole person remained motionless for a full 5 minutes!

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

Meng Xinrui, who was the closest, also stood quietly beside Wang Qian, holding her breath gently, and tied up her long straight black hair with a hair rope on her wrist to reduce her sense of presence. .

She knew that there must be some meaning to Wang Qian calling her up on purpose to watch from a close distance.

Therefore, she focused all her attention on Wang Qian.

Thousands of people in the audience were silent for 5 minutes.

Just looking at Wang Qian who was sitting there doing nothing.

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

At this time...

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

As if, a general is on the battlefield, sitting in the center of the town.

The atmosphere in the audience seemed to become tense.

Standing beside Wang Qian, Meng Xinrui even had the urge to kneel down, as if she was a 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 music unique to Guzheng sounded.

Everyone's hearts couldn't help being pulled by this voice, and they became extremely nervous and apprehensive.

It seems that the war is imminent, and I am involved in it, not knowing whether it will be life or death next!

Very chilling.

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

The left hand played quickly, and the right hand showed a skillful finger-shaking technique...

The melody is tense and mysterious.

As if, there was a thick and rapid drumbeat in it.

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

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

This is……

Chapter 175 Showdown!Actually, I'm not just a piano master...

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 thousands of teachers and students sitting across from 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 lasted almost 1 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.

and 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, wanted 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.

and so.