It took eight years to debut

Yang Jiansen frowned slightly, looking at Wang Qian with a scrutiny: "Where did Mr. Wang learn the piano?"

Wang Qian is still honest: "Self-study!"

Yang Jiansen turned to look at He Chaohui again: "Director He, is he joking, or are you joking? Do you know how important today's exchange will be to us? Professor Dawson of Curtis Institute is a world-renowned grand pianist and composer. Home, if he leaves a bad impression, the reputation of our entire music industry in China will drop a notch in the world."

He Chaohui looked at Yang Jiansen and said affirmatively: "That's why I strongly recommend Wang Qian to perform on stage. It is also to improve our reputation, I believe him. Have you heard the piece I played yesterday? You haven't always been Are you inquiring about the name and author? It's him, the name of the piece is called Wang Qian's Tenth Etude!"

Yang Jiansen stared at He Chaohui with wide eyes, then looked at Wang Qian again, with doubts.

Wang Qian smiled humbly: "I chose the name casually, Director Yang laughed!"

Yang Jiansen asked, "Is it really a piece of music you composed? The piano you taught yourself?"

Wang Qian's eyes met Yang Jiansen's eyes: "Yes, I created it in my spare time. I taught music and piano by myself at home!"

Yang Jiansen was silent for a few more seconds, digesting this information.

At this time, he saw a group of foreigners in formal clothes walking in from the side entrance. The leader was a thin old man with pale hair. He immediately looked at He Chaohui and said, "Director He, I hope your choice is correct." Wang Qian, "Mr. Wang, do well. If you are really interested in music and piano, and we're done talking, I can give you a spot in the Magic Piano Department. If you pass the exam later, I will give you an official award. Graduation certificate."

Wang Qian smiled: "I'll try my best. If you are listening, forget it. I've been busy recently and may not have time. Thank you Director Yang."

Yang Jiansen took a deep look at Wang Qian, then turned around with a smile on his face, and stretched out his hand to greet the emaciated white-haired old man and his group: "Professor Dawson, Professor Carl, sit here."

Yang Jiansen is the host, and the group who greeted the exchange came to sit down.

A total of ten people came.

The leading Professor Dawson is a veteran professor from the Curtis Institute of Music, a world-renowned pianist, composer, and conductor, who is also a big name in the Curtis Institute.

Sitting next to Dawson is a man and a woman. The man has brown hair, blue eyes, and sharp features. He is tall and handsome as a Westerner, but he is not very old, that is, in his 20s.

The woman turned out to have black hair, fair skin, purple eyes, and soft facial features. At first glance, she was of mixed race, and she was of oriental descent. She was only about 20 years old.

These two are the students that Dawson brought to China, Jason, Taylor, top students of Curtis College, sitting there with their own halo, almost all eyes behind them are looking at them.

Even the group at Berkeley College, sitting on the other side of Professor Dawson, looked a little bleak.

He Chaohui also went up and said a word to Professor Dawson, but Dawson did not reply, his face was expressionless and did not respond to anyone else's words.

However, Yang Jiansen, He Chaohui, and Peng Donghu from Zheyin were not unhappy. They were very happy to meet Dawson.

Professor Carr of Berkeley College said in English: "Several, can the show start?"

As the host, Yang Jiansen nodded to Dawson before answering Carl: "Of course, the time will come, I hope you have a good day today."

Carl: "I hope so too!"

Carl said to a tall young man beside him: "Mike, wait for you to play Storm!"

Several people in Berkeley looked at Professor Carr.

Mike smiled and said, "Professor, do you want to open their eyes?"

The Storm Piano is a famous piece composed by a great English composer 100 years ago. It is famous for its high difficulty, and it is difficult to play it unless it reaches the real professional level.

To play this piece perfectly, it must be a world-class pianist.

Mike is now only a graduate student in the piano department at Berkeley College in name only.

However, in fact, his level is enough to apply for doctoral graduation, or even stronger. He is the highest level among several students in Berkeley and his group, and is relatively well-known in the entire North American piano field.

Carl looked at Mike and asked easily, "Can you do it?"

Mike shrugged: "Sir, I'm looking forward to their expressions."

Carl smiled: "I'll keep an eye out."

Dawson glanced at Carl and Mike, and then said to the people beside him, "Taylor, you are also on stage."

Taylor asked, "Professor, aren't we out of the show?"

Dawson: "Now there is!"

Taylor nodded obediently: "Okay."

Where there are people, there will be rivers and lakes, and there will be disputes.

The so-called communication, in essence, is actually a competition with each other!

Since I represent the name of Curtis College here.

Then, the glory that belongs to Curtis Institute cannot be lost.

Mike looked at Taylor and smiled: "Taylor, I'm looking forward to your performance. I think these Chinese people will be shocked. Of course, the premise is that they can understand your music."

Taylor didn't look at the other party, but just replied lightly: "Thank you!"

Gone.

Mike was a little disappointed, knowing that the other party did not look down on him at all, so he cleaned up his mood now, stopped paying attention to this talented and beautiful girl from Curtis Academy, and looked at the stage.

A young man from the Magic Sound Piano Department has already walked up to the piano in the middle of the stage.

The show has officially started.

Chapter 055 Prelude to the storm, the temperament of a genius?

The whole auditorium became extremely quiet.

Thousands of people from Moyin and other social acquaintances all sat neatly in their seats and looked at the stage.

A young man in a tuxedo and a bow tie came up to the stage. He walked slowly, with a warm smile on his young face. He stood in the middle of the stage and bowed gently to everyone, especially Dawson and Dawson. Carl and the others bowed deeply, then turned and walked towards the piano in the middle that had been visited.

Sitting next to Wang Qian, He Chaohui said in an inaudible voice: "It's summer vacation, so there is no communication in the course, just a straightforward piano performance, and then sit down and chat. This is the senior student of the Magic Music Piano Department Wei Shuxin, a top student, is a very good candidate. He has already applied for my postgraduate degree."

Wang Qian couldn't help grinning.

I don't know if Professor He is praising himself, the student on the stage, or Director Yang Jiansen of the magic sound?

Wang Qian looked at Yang Jiansen who was sitting next to Dawson and the others not far away. The head of the Piano Department of Magic Music had a serious face now.

The sound of the piano has sounded.

Slowly, but with some urgency!

Wei Shuxin's face was intoxicated, his hands beat rapidly on the piano keys, and occasionally glanced at the score on the piano.

Difficulty...

Looks like there is!

The performance was also very good.

but.

What are you playing?

Wang Qian really didn't know.

Because, he really doesn't know any famous piano music in this world.

And Wei Shuxin's expression is not clear and perfect.

Some relief and recognition appeared on He Chaohui's face, and he had already decided in his heart that he would approve Wei Shuxin's graduate student when he returned.

Qin Xuerong asked Wang Qian in a low voice: "Do you know what he is playing?"

Wang Qian shook his head seriously and honestly: "I don't know!"

Jiang Yu and Murong Yue laughed at the same time, remembering the first time they met Wang Qian.

He Chaohui looked at Wang Qian, did not speak, and continued to watch the performance on the stage!

Yang Jiansen's expression gradually relaxed.

Because Wei Shuxin's performance was very smooth, and in Yang Jiansen's opinion, it was considered a relatively perfect piano performance.

but.

An English voice came from his ear: "just, so, so! I have caught up with me when I was 13 years old. I haven't played this piece for almost ten years. It's too simple!"

Yang Jiansen glanced at the sound, and saw that it was a student from the Berklee Conservatory of Music. His name seemed to be Mike, a well-known young piano student.

His complexion became unsightly.

However, he remained silent.

Then, looking at Wei Shuxin who almost showed his highest level, Yang Jiansen also felt not so good.

Finished well.

Wei Shuxin stood up and bowed in thanks.

Thousands of people applauded together.

Wang Qian, He Chaohui, and Qin Xuerong also applauded together.

Next.

It was a young man from Zheyin who walked out, looking a little older than Wei Shuxin.

He Chaohui introduced in a low voice next to Wang Qian: "Hu Ke from the Zhejiang Yin Piano Department! He is about to graduate with a Ph.D. and held his own solo recital in West Lake last year. It is said to be very successful. Jiang Yu also wanted to hold a concert a few months ago. The solo concert was stopped by me!"

It is said...very successful...

That is, He Chaohui does not believe that it has really succeeded.

Jiang Yu curled his lips when he heard what his mother said, not daring to refute.

As soon as she got her Ph.D. certificate, she planned to give a small solo recital, but her mother, Professor He, said that she was not qualified enough, so don't go out to embarrass yourself...

Jiang Yu was angry at home for a long time because of this, and then Qin Xuerong easily lured her over.

Hu Ke seems to be more mature than Wei Shuxin, with more stable steps and etiquette. The pieces he plays when he sits down are more difficult, and his performance level is more devoted and clear, which makes people feel and feel a sense of substitution.

It does look like a pianist!

Peng Donghu from the Zhejiang Music Piano Department gave Yang Jiansen a proud look, apparently thinking that he had won once.

Yang Jiansen was expressionless.

Because, Wei Shuxin itself is not the best choice for Moyin, but Wei Shuxin's father is the retired leader of Moyin, and the level of talent is really good, so he was pushed out.

"It's okay to play."

Mike nodded slightly, expressed some approval to Hu Ke, and changed his tone: "It's almost the same as when I first went to college."

Carl whispered: "Mike, keep quiet! You don't need to use such a voice to express yourself, I hope you can play your due level on stage."

Mike nodded: "Of course!"

Then, he looked at Tyler again.

It's just that Taylor was looking at the stage seriously and didn't pay attention to other things. It seemed that she only had music in her eyes.

Professor Dawson still has not said a word, and his eyes have been fixed on the piano and the person playing the piano, and it seems that there is only music in his eyes.

Hu Ke ends.

The applause still sounded.

Dawson and Taylor also applauded.

This is due courtesy.

With some contempt in Jiang Yu's eyes, he looked at his mother again - did you see, he might as well give me a solo concert, why can't I?

Professor He directly ignored Jiang Yu, Jiang Yu snorted lowly, and turned to look at the next player.

then……

It's time for Mike to step up.

Almost everyone at the scene focused their attention on Mike.

Mike is tall and handsome, and has the unique handsomeness of Western white people. He also has an artist's temperament. Many young women on the scene couldn't help but light up, wishing to go to contact information immediately.

Mike smiled at Tyler, although Tyler ignored him, he still walked up to the stage confidently, sat down in front of the piano, saw that the piano is a world-renowned brand, worth more than one million dollars, showed a satisfied smile, and then put his hands up. He slammed hard on the keyboard suddenly!

storm!

Start!

The sound of the piano poured out like a storm.

Mike's hands jumped back and forth on the keys almost quickly, and his whole body seemed extremely excited, as if he had become a captain in a storm at sea.