Double King Concerto Op. 192

After calming down, the old dean no longer embarrassed the child's understanding ability, and asked many things.

Some things Moss and Liang Hua could guess, such as playing the piano for a long time, almost never stopped learning the piano before going to college, someone in the family is engaged in music, and music has become a part of life.

There are also some things that no one thought of, even incredible things——

For example, Yu Zhen is the youngest child in Tuguo who passed the tenth grade of piano. He was three years old when he learned the piano, and only seven years old when he took the exam. He was even much younger than Moss when he passed the tenth grade.

For example, Yu Chun has been studying under Bernard, a famous French pianist in the classical music field. Before entering university, he would fly to France with his father almost every six months for a month of test study and training.

Another example is Yu Zhen's father, Yan Zhen, an internationally renowned violinist.

"You are Yan Zhen's son?!" Liang Hua's reaction was too strong, and Yu Zhen was startled by the sudden movement of getting up, "How is this possible! Your surname is not Yan, and you are 12 years old, how can Yan Zhen be as old as you?" son?!"

Moss protected the child to his side, looked at Liang Hua, and remained silent.

The old dean gave the stunned student Xiong a hard look: "What are you talking about! He's still a child!"

Yu Chun: "..."

- I'm a teenager!Come and read with me: Qing (qing1) Shao (shao4) year (nian2)! Adolescent!

But Yu Zhen still answered his question very seriously: "Yan Zhen is my youngest dad. Although I don't share his surname, I am indeed his son." Pointing to the clothes on his body, he pointed to the chair beside him bag, "He also bought all my things for me."

After thinking for a while, Yu Zhen looked at the disbelieving Liang Hua, and said slowly, "My little dad never wears a black tuxedo. He said that the color of music is the richest but also the cleanest, just like white. He has a habit : When playing, the little finger is not raised, but when the last note is played, the little finger is slightly raised. He was born in the Double S Orchestra and is the first violinist of the orchestra, but he only participated in one public performance, and then he was tapped to go to Europe for further study Yes, and later he made his debut in Prague, and played Fritz Kreisler's "Liebesfreud" Joy of Love. In fact, my dad's favorite is "Liebesleid" Sadness of Love, but he only played it once. At the conservatory graduation competition. If you adore him, you know all this, right?"

Liang Hua habitually touched the phone in her pocket, and the screen saver was still the same photo.

——It is undeniable that it is Yan Zhen who is playing "The Sadness of Love", Yan Zhen who is in the graduation competition of the Paris National Conservatory of Music.

So now even Liang Hua asked in her heart: Why are you still here?

——You have talent, a famous teacher, and a background, why are you still here?

Seeming to see Liang Hua's doubts, Yu Zhen blinked: "I'm not yet 12 years old, so I have infinite possibilities. Besides, Mr. Bernard doesn't allow me to participate in the competition and asks me to settle down for a few more years. My dad said I'm still not good enough. Far away, a person who has not been tempered by life cannot become a good musician."

The old dean nodded: "If it were me, I wouldn't allow commercialization to ruin a genius."

Yu Zhen was stunned for a moment, then smiled at the old principal: "Hey, teacher, why do you think so highly of me?"

"Silly boy," the old dean also smiled, "You are Bernard's apprentice, you should be called my uncle! I lived in the same apartment building with him back then. He was very hardworking. He practiced the piano until two or three o'clock in the morning every day. The fifth one in Liszt's "12 Etudes of Super Skills" is "Wild-o'-the-wisp". Others dislike him and ask to change rooms, but I ran over to be his neighbor and tolerated him with warm exotic feelings. Encourage him to support him."

Moss: ...

——The child's teacher is so pitiful.

Liang Hua: ...

——The master is really extraordinary!

Wen Lulu: ...

——Playing "Wild-o'-the-wisp" in the middle of the night, it sounds very weird.

"Huh?" Yu Zhen thought for a while, "But Mr. Bernard only mentioned an Italian named Dino." He also said that the piano sounded here just after it fell, and the piano sounded again at the other, making him so noisy that he had to wear earplugs in the middle of the night. It's annoying to be able to sleep.

"Hahahahahahaha!" The old dean laughed without saying a word.

——Dino can also be a Chinese name, okay? !If you dye your hair yellow, you are an Italian, but if you curl your hair, you become an African?How come that old boy still hasn't figured it out after so many years, I'm really worried about his IQ!Oh, why am I so kind.

This situation made little classmate Yu Zhen understand a little bit, and quietly asked Work Eighteen: "What's the teacher's name?"

Moss lived up to expectations and wrote two words on the child's palm.

——Dino.

"..."

——Mr. Bernard, I seem to have fallen into the hands of your enemy. Would you like to consider coming to the Rabbit Country Tour and save me by the way?I invite you to eat ice cream, no, I invite you to eat roast duck, tofu, spicy skewers, okay? QQ

The old dean didn't give the little nephew too much time to send out a radio distress signal with his mind wide open, and asked Yu Zhen a few more questions.

"What work have you practiced now?"

"The current list given by Mr. Bernard is Liszt's "Memories of Don Juan", Rachmaninoff's "Third Piano Concerto" and Balakiyev's "Islamic America". I'll practice the tune first."

Moss: ...

——I haven't practiced these songs well.

Liang Hua: ...

——Coach, the training method of ghosts is too different from our painting style, the difficulty is scary and scary! QQ

Wen Lulu: ...

——Although I don’t understand what they are talking about, I feel very powerful.

The old dean nodded calmly: "Well, that means you have already practiced Liszt's "Super Technique Etudes", right?"

Yu Zhen quickly understood: "Master, do you want to listen to "Wild-o'-the-wisps"?"

The old dean smiled and said, "Children can be taught~"

Moss: ...

——I haven’t touched the piano for a long time, and children may not be able to play it, so don’t agree easily.

Liang Hua: ...

——Dean Di, you are so vengeful, may I ask the dean's wife to do it?

Wen Lulu: ...

—Does anyone remember what we are here for today?

Yu Zhen is very self-aware: "Master, I still can't play it now. I haven't touched the piano much since I went to college. I have to find my hand again."

The old dean was stunned for a moment, glanced at Moss, and asked Yu Zhen, "Are you not in the music department?"

The quick-witted student Yu Zhen grasped the key point at once - the word "Ye" is used very delicately, so you must muster your energy to answer!

"Art is interlinked. I think it's not a bad idea to start from other aspects to understand life and accumulate experience to broaden your horizons, otherwise it will be easy to walk into a dead end and not get out." After finishing speaking, he quickly added, "Mr. Dad also agreed with me to sharpen it a bit more."

——The meaning behind the words is nothing more than: Mr. Bernard and the little dad agreed, you can't scold me, uncle, if you are upset, you must go to them.Of course, there are already three votes in favor, even if you vote against it, it is useless, let’s see the reality and laugh.

The old dean choked up: Hey, this kid is much more interesting than his teacher!

"Then what are you studying now?"

"architecture."

Moss patted the child's head, turned his head and pretended to look around.

Dino: "..."

——It’s architecture again, how many people have you robbed our music in architecture? !

Department of Architecture: This is the call of the heart, and this is the nostalgia of love. [doge face]

Department of Music: You go, don’t use lyrics if you can.

Department of Architecture: I won’t leave, Tianxia Art is a family, love each other!

Music Department: ... [Goodbye]

The atmosphere was a bit weird, Liang Hua placed the steps very perceptively: "Teacher, Yu Zhen will regain his touch by practicing the piano a few days more, and then he will be able to play "Wild Ghost" for you."

Yu Zhen nodded his head to save face.After thinking about it, he called out "Master Uncle~" obediently.

——The voice is too sweet, most people can't control it at all.

"..." Dino is worthy of being an old professor who has seen turbulent waves, and he glanced indifferently: "Why?"

"Can I apply for a piano room to practice piano? I haven't touched the piano for a long time, so I miss you so much that you cry, uncle, you understand."

Moss: ...

—Have children ever cried?

Liang Hua: ...

——Ghosts really love music deeply and touchingly.

Wen Lulu: ...

—— Fog Grass!If I had known, I would use this condition to lure him to our department!

"Yu Gong, you are a student from another department, and the piano room is dedicated to the music department. I can't set a precedent for this; Yu private, you are my nephew, and I have no reason for you to compete with other students for the piano room in the school." " Dino looked at the child with a smile, "So why don't you just report to my house and bring Moss with you. I have two pianos at my place. If you like, you can also practice the repertoire for two pianos. How about it?"

Little classmate Yu Zhen was stunned for a moment, and then quickly took the work eighteen and bowed to the old dean: "Thank you, uncle!"

"Thank you, teacher."

Liang Hua was very envious: The dean's house has millions of pianos!

Wen Lulu was elated: You don't have to worry about the future piano performances, Dean Di did a great job!

On the same day, the old director gave the two children a general overview of the background of the song and then let the two of them practice there, and went to work on their own business.

——For these two children, it is not beneficial to talk too much.

The two of them obviously play their own games, but it seems that they have made an agreement over and over again, one master and one peace.

From some mispronunciation to correct cover-up, from a stumble to unimpeded flow, from slightly cautious to wanton publicity.

——Yu Chun, who hadn't practiced the piano for a long time, finally regained his touch completely, played the keys, and smiled like an angel.

Moss, who has practiced with the help of Wen Lulu, has been very stable. There is nothing to say in terms of skills, and he is completely interpreting the score as it should be.

——But Moss knows that he is changing every time, bit by bit, coloring the black and white notes, in order to finally be able to reflect different sounds in the sun like soap bubbles like a child's piano sound. of brilliance.

Liang Hua was amazed by the two people's concentration and physical strength, took out the water and food prepared for the two people in advance, and wanted to tell them to stop and rest for a while, but only then did they realize the horror of Moss and Yu Zhen.

——He went to call the names of the two, but found that the two did not respond to his call.

"You don't need to call them. Now their ears can only hear the sound of the piano. If they are satisfied with the playing, they will stop."

The old dean came back to listen to the practice situation after finishing his official duties, and by the way took the old classmate's phone number he got from Yu Zhen to chat with Bernard by text message.Interrupted by Liang Hua's calling, he looked up and saw the state of the two children on both sides of the piano. He couldn't help thinking that his old classmates were also crazy like this, so he laughed.

—— "Or, one party gets tired and collapses on the piano first."

As soon as the words were finished, Yu Zhen fell off the chair unsupported for the last number of times, and everyone present was startled.

Moss was already dripping with sweat, he hurried over to help the child up, and held him in his arms.

——Yu Zhen also broke out in sweat, his shirt was soaked through.

I raised my hand and looked at my watch, and I realized that I had practiced continuously for more than six hours before I knew it.

"Water!" Moss was a little anxious, and unconsciously enlarged the decibel.

Liang Hua quickly handed it over: "Here."

“Chocolate and energy bars!”

"here."

"Did you buy lunch?!"

"I bought it, I'll go get it."

"Yu Zhen, slow down."

Yu Zhen drank most of the bottle of mineral water in one go, and showed a slightly weak smile at Work Eighteen: "Your emotions are still not good in the future, but you have made great progress. I will practice with you when I recover."

"Okay," Moss pushed aside the child's dripping bangs, "Thank you."

"Why are you being so polite? I played the wrong note when I didn't find the feel at first. Didn't you keep practicing with me without saying anything about me?"

"Then stay with me for another two hours."

"Ok!"

On the other end, Liang Hua, who was going to get a lunch box, was thinking——

Moss relies on skill, Yu Chun relies on feeling.

No matter what it is, not only talent is needed, but also a lot of practice is needed to pave the way.

Learning Western musical instruments requires talent.So Liang Hua thought that even if her talents were not as good as those of these two, they were not too far behind.

——But why is he still not as good as Moss and even more so than Yu Chun?

I just found out today that there is really a kind of hard work called "selflessness" and a kind of love called "crazy".

The author has something to say:

#精紧read time:#

#梁华 is a supporting role, but he must be a supporting role full of positive energy. #

#Yu Chun and Moss are two very important lights in his life. #

#There are always two sides to things.The pessimist may see that those two people are already so good but still work so hard, so there must be nothing wrong with them, but the optimist will be motivated-the two people are already so good but still work so hard, so they What reason is there to slack off? #

#The district can make it clear here: Liang Hua is the latter. #

#Do you still remember the calluses Yu Zhen felt on his hands before? #

#He has a dream, and a person with a dream will not be a pessimist. #