Epigenetic

A certain young judge made a pause gesture to him at the table, Zhu Weixing saw it, but didn't stop.

When he was three years old, he walked into the piano room for the first time, and Mr. Hai introduced to him: "Ming Yue, from now on, you will practice piano with senior sisters and younger brothers here."

When he was ten years old, he left the piano room for the first time, because his hands were too trembling to hold the bow, Hong Zixun hugged him into his arms when he left, and patted his back with a smile: "Ming Yue, don't be afraid, after the operation It will be fine, we are all here waiting for you."

When he was 12 years old, he looked at the piano room on the screen through the computer, and heard Xuan Lang happily congratulate: "The operation is so successful, once the five-year observation period is over, Mingyue, you can come back."

At the age of 17, before he had time to enter the piano room, he stepped on the plane to other cities.Hong Zixun called him jealously: "Why is your first homework assignment going out to play? Mister is too partial!"

That year, he finally returned to the piano room, but... it was to say goodbye.

I have never seen a contestant who ignored the judges so much. Someone in the seat was obviously upset, pointing at the staff at the side, signaling them to come to the stage to deal with it.

That day, he sat in front of the piano that he had played for 15 years for three hours before he had the courage to raise his stiff hands and land on the keys again.

He stumbled so badly that he even aroused the dissatisfaction of a strange guest in the piano room.The boy walked up to him and asked him what the hell he was playing.

He answered the other party very seriously: I am playing Beethoven.

Boys can't understand, how can it be so ugly.

He said: Because I can never play Beethoven well.

After the boy left, another person sat next to him.When he came back to his senses, he realized that the other party was also playing Beethoven, Beethoven's "Moonlight".

It's Hong Zixun.

The staff member was called to the stage with a look of embarrassment, and was about to stop Zhu Weixing, but one person stopped him from a distance, and it was Dong Shusheng, one of the judges of Da Niu.

He looked at the smiling side face of his senior sister, and heard her gently calling his name: "Mingyue..."

She is proud and conceited, and can't control her temper with many people, but she is always gentle and loving to herself.

She said: "Mingyue, do you remember that Mr. said that we can't play some pieces, not because we are bad, but because our life experience has not yet arrived."

"You are so calm, I am so emotional, you can't play Beethoven, I can't play Bach."

"Not being able to play is not a bad thing. I'd rather not be able to play for the rest of my life. If we can play one day, maybe it's because we don't feel like ourselves anymore."

"Don't say give up, Mingyue, you're not giving up, you love the piano so much, you love this place so much, music is your world, you won't be willing to give up. Let's just bid farewell and make adjustments temporarily, right?"

"Why don't we make an agreement, I'm here to give you a Beethoven, if one day you decide to come back, if one day we can meet again... even if it's ten or twenty years later. Mingyue, you give me a Bach, OK?"

Dong Shu looked at the boy in front of him in shock.

If we insist on dividing the upper and lower classes in the history of Western music, the crown is Mozart, the scepter is Beethoven, and the throne is Bach.

Bach, the extremely gorgeous classical Baroque polyphony, has an extremely neat core of balance and regularity.Bach's music is art and science.Among them, "Fugue" written in twelve equal temperament is one of the essences of his works. It is mathematics in music, music in mathematics, and often appears together with a simple prelude.It sounds good and rhythmic, but it is the nightmare of many piano professionals.The complex counterpoint formula makes people unable to grasp the voices and notes, and the left and right hands can tie knots and conflicts on the piano after practicing. I wish the four pianos could play together, but once I stop in the middle, I will forget how to continue.

Rote memorization and practice make perfect may make you look comfortable in front of the piano, but it will inevitably sound emotionless because of its neatness, like a machine.But when you substitute too much personal color, it seems that you will pull him down from the altar, destroy the beauty of the music, and appear worldly and frivolous.It cannot be light or heavy, and it is difficult to master and express. This makes Bach appear in the designated pieces of grand piano competitions, but often disappears in the optional pieces.He is the foundation and height of a pianist, and all musicians are in awe, but compared to other popular musicians, not many people think they are fully qualified to master him on stage.

However, the boys on the stage did not have these problems. His tunes are restrained, calm, and rigorous. The small parts are beautiful and regular, and the big parts are gentle and quiet.

The other judges couldn't understand why Dong Shusheng called to stop at first, but after listening, they seemed to understand something, and fell silent.

A college boy who is less than 20 years old, why does the sound of the piano have the indifference and calmness that can read thousands of sails, and also the noble divinity that looks down on life and death.

Divinity is divinity, the spirit of Bach's music, colliding with humanity, and resonating with the soul beyond the body.How many emotions that musicians can't play, have been heard by this boy?

He wore a slim black dress, did not do too much makeup and hair care, and did not have many pianist's overly rich body expressions, but his tall and straight figure, and the temperament and demeanor of his gestures and gestures are pleasing to the eye, and even blend in with others. In the song, it becomes a scene.

The judges didn't realize that he had finished playing until the music stopped. "Fugue" is very short, every two or three minutes, and the boy actually played three pieces in a row, and he kept on playing, and no one interrupted him.

In a dead silence, he stood up and bowed to the audience.

"I'm very sorry for causing trouble to the contestants, judges and teachers," Zhu Weixing said, with an unexpectedly calm voice, "I made a willful decision to change the song temporarily, and I am willing to bear the consequences and withdraw from the selection qualification."

He was about to turn around and leave the stage, but Zhao Bingran, who had been holding his head in the judges' seat, stood up at some point, and asked Zhu Weixing, "Why did you do this?"

Zhu Weixing paused and just shook his head.It's useless to say it, he has no way to tell the other party, he opened up a little memory storage after seeing Hong Zixun's exhibition, and remembered most of the past except Lou's family, his relatives and friends, he is the most nostalgic and carefree that time of thinking.Any reason would be hypocritical in the face of the rules, he just needs to admit his mistake.

Finally, after bowing to the teachers, Zhu Weixing stepped off the stage with ease in a strange atmosphere.

Seeing Xuan Lang, the other party's first sentence was: "I take back my previous statement. She should not be happy to hear a work like yours in the commemorative competition, and she will be angry, because it is something she will never be able to play in her life. Bach."

Zhu Weixing was startled, but then smiled helplessly.

Saying goodbye to Xuan Lang, Zhu Weixing saw Jiang Yi, who was not a good-looking man by the backstage door.

Jiang Yi slapped his forehead with a slap, rubbed it dry, then grabbed his hand again, pinched it, and it was really a little tide.

Jiang Yi asked suspiciously: "Everyone got applause when they stepped off the stage, why didn't you not? Was it because the people in the arena were rude or did you collapse?"

Zhu Weixing knew that he was pretending to be stupid, and asked back: "What do you think?"

The attention of the audience and the judges was on the stage. Only Zhu Weixing saw that there was a person blocked in front of the stage steps. Violent riots can ensue immediately.

I have to take care of both the stage and the audience, can MSI not be nervous?

"Hey, you have this day too? You look as stable as a dog, but you must be so nervous." Jiang Yi laughed at him at every opportunity.

Zhu Weixing was speechless, right to admit it, but also to thank the other party for his help behind the scenes. He didn't say it clearly, but asked: "Do you want to eat lobster? There is self-help."

He robbed again: "I know you hate eating the most, I'll eat it, and you eat something else."

Jiang Yi: "..."

When they came to the rest area, the two took their own food.Zhu Weixing on the other side seemed to see something suddenly, lost his dinner plate, and chased a slim figure to the small room, but was blocked by the fence.

A woman who looked like an assistant stood in front of Zhu Weixing: "Sorry, this is the organizer's area, contestants are not allowed to enter without permission, you can eat outside."

Zhu Weixing was surprised: "Just now... that lady is one of the organizers?"

The assistant just smiled and didn't answer yes or no.

Zhu Weixing asked again: "Then can you please send her a message for me, can we meet?"

The assistant hesitated for a moment, then turned and left.After a while, he walked out with regret on his face.

Seeing her expression, Zhu Weixing understood, and a look of disappointment flashed in her eyes: "She doesn't want to see me?"

The assistant shook her head: "Ms. He said that she is willing to see you anytime, anywhere, as long as you are really ready to see her."

Zhu Weixing was stunned and was speechless for a moment.

After taking the meal and returning to his seat, seeing Jiang Yi, Zhu Weixing was relieved.

The person who can kill two bowls of vegetables and pickled rice in one breath is not the one who insists on taking Joe. Jiang Yi seems to be really not interested in those rare delicacies. Ask him why, he said he finds it annoying.

In the end, of course, I ate some lobster, and Zhu Weixing peeled it himself.

When he left the venue, he was stopped by someone.

"Congratulations to MSI!"

Zhu Weixing turned around and saw an unexpected person, Zhao Bingran, one of the industry leaders who was sitting in the judging panel just now.

"Contestant No. 15, I wish MSI." Zhao Bingran approached, repeating his name and number, with some complicated dissatisfaction.

Zhu Weixing didn't care about his attitude, just nodded: "Teacher Zhao."

Zhao Bingran looked at him: "I'm still thinking, which player is so difficult and courageous, so it's Xuan Lang's student. No wonder." supplementary education.

"Tsk."

Zhu Weixing said nothing, he made a mistake first, and he should be criticized by the teacher, but there is a time bomb standing next to you who can't hear a word, seeing Zhao Bingran's endless talk, the sullen Jiang Yi showed dissatisfaction, Fortunately, Zhu Weixing was the first to grab his hand behind his back to restrain the appeasement, so that the catastrophic scene was avoided.

And Zhao Bingran also found that the personality of the person in front of him was not as loose and willful as he thought, on the contrary, this student was polite, modest and prudent.The more Zhao Bingran trained, the softer he was, and finally he found something on his body and threw it at Zhu Weixing.

"I don't have time to talk nonsense with you today. You are a student who lacks someone to educate you. Xuan Lang can't even manage himself well, so he still teaches you? Don't let him mislead you as a student! If you want to make progress, you have to find a way to find out. road!"

After leaving this sentence, the old man glared back at Jiang Yi, who had been hostile to him, and walked away angrily.

After the people left, Zhu Weixing went to pick up something on the ground. It was a handwritten business card with three rows of phone numbers listed on it, for fear that others would not find him.

And when Zhu Weixing and Jiang Yi walked to the parking lot, the repeated scene happened again.This time it was Dong Shusheng who found him.

Although serious, he was much more polite than Zhao Bingran. He explained the purpose of his visit, saying that he would give a speech at U Yin in a while, and wished Weixing to listen to it if he was interested, and asked him to say hello to Xuan Lang on his behalf.

The domestic classical music circle is small, and the top of the pyramid is even smaller, and most of these people know each other well.

Zhu MSI didn't reply immediately, but just asked curiously.

"Teacher... why did you suddenly come to be the judge of the commemorative competition this time?"

This question was a bit abrupt and presumptuous. He thought Dong Shusheng would not answer, but the other party said straightforwardly: "I was invited by a temporary organizer. I have some friendship with her, so I came here. It includes Lao Zhao, too."