I play the piano in the comprehensive world

"Let's talk about Xiao Xie next."

Liszt noticed that his expression changed when Xiao Xie was mentioned.

Including when he just played the piano, the first few pieces are okay, but when it comes to Xiao Xie, there is always a feeling of being too hard and frustrated.

I want to play it well, but I can't play it well.

Just like those two guys.

I wanted to encourage him too much, but it turned out to be too fake to watch.

And Liszt is not interested in encouraging and educating him. If he is deflated, he should be hammered and the foundation laid firmly, instead of trying to cheer him up so that he looks like he is really bulging.

Sitting on the stage, everyone knows how much it is.

Musical instruments don't lie.

He lowered his eyes and opened the music score: "Tell me about your understanding?"

Like Goujuanjing, it is past the time when the teacher needs to tell him how to play sentence by sentence. What he needs is not someone else telling him how to play and copying the teacher's ideas, but his own thinking and understanding.

"Mr. Chopin's music," Gou Juanjing thought about his choice of words. This was the first time he told others all his thoughts about Chopin's music. "Like a cloud to me."

This description made Liszt raise his eyebrows.

"That kind of cloud is big, soft, fluffy and white, with layers of clouds." Gou Juanjing said: "At the beginning, it was a layer of clouds, soft, considerate, and not aggressive. It is very comfortable; close it Eyes and hearing are another layer, gentle but resilient, with blurred outlines; after listening, recalling is the third layer, more specific and clearer, bringing back countless memories and thoughts, and wrapping people up layer by layer.”

"The more knowledgeable you are, the more you like Mr. Chopin's works. The kind of innovative and personal creations that open a new era of music."

Liszt looked up from the music score, at this moment Gou Juanjing lowered his head, and his expression could not be seen from the screen.

"The teacher is really amazing, isn't he?" Chopin's concerto, the world's leading big orchestra, and Clow Rido...all of these weighed on Gou Juanjing's heart like a mountain.

If he really sat in front of Liszt, the king of pianos would lick his forehead. "How long are you going to look up to Senior?"

"You don't think you play well enough, do you?" Liszt slapped the score on.

Gou Juanjing is like a student who has done something wrong. When he heard him buckle up the music score, his heart skipped a beat. "I……"

Liszt has answered this question: "Never, never enough."

Gou Juanjing fell silent.

"You know, the music industry is a hierarchical pyramid world, and everyone is in a chain of contempt. But where does this chain of contempt come from? What is the difference between the so-called 'good' and 'bad'? Others really have Is it qualified to comment on the quality of works? Does art really have such clear regulations and scope?"

Gou Juanjing was left speechless by his four consecutive questions.

"No answer."

As the most successful musician in the world, Liszt doesn’t even need to add “one” to express his modesty when this title is placed on Liszt’s head. It is this kind of Liszt who has a different understanding of the cruelty of art. "It's never going to be good enough. Hold your head up with this self-knowledge."

Gou Juanjing looked up and saw Liszt's hawk-like eyes.

Sharp, direct, always burning, always moving forward.

"Embrace this kind of cognition and keep your head up, move forward with pride even if you make mistakes, and don't give up until the moment you walk into the coffin."

"You have found a foothold for your Xiaoxie. No matter what others say, what you have to do is to abandon all distracting thoughts and do your best to complete it in your own way."

"Whether it is the orchestra or Chopin, all this has nothing to do with you in another sense."

"Most of the listeners are laymen. They don't understand the difference between C major and C minor, and the difference between chords and chords. Most of them, most of them just come to join in the fun. The piano is good, so I bought tickets and entered the venue, judged one, two, three with a completely unprofessional feeling, and then publicized it as if I was really good at it.”

"Do they really know your music?"

"Don't waver, Xiaojing. You want to finish your Xiaoxie, you want to pop your 'Kulolido', don't you?"

Gou Juanjing didn't know when his eyes became moist. Liszt lowered his head and turned the page, pretending not to see his emotional surge at this moment.

He scolded and cried countless students, and it was the first time he had such... an indescribable feeling.

He didn't mean to scold him.

The Hungarian was in a mess, and suddenly remembered that Chopin was still outside the door, and his heart froze.

I told Chopin that I didn't do it on purpose, would he believe it?

"Xiao Xie has very high requirements for the cooperation between the piano and the orchestra. Last time, the only satisfactory cooperation between you and the Paris Philharmonic was the reason why you won in the end. It was because you heard the voice of the orchestra." Liszt hurriedly The topic is brought back.

"But hearing it is not enough. In addition to fully understanding the meaning of the piece, you must also understand the history of the orchestra, performance characteristics, conductor and other factors. Thank you to Petit, the principal of the Paris Philharmonic Orchestra, and the conductor." Liszt is arrogant Said: "You are still willing to cooperate with you with such a bad technology."

Of course, Liszt thinks that Paris Aileken lowered his eyes a little bit to look at the dog, probably because he was annoyed by other worse brats.

Gou Juanjing lowered his head again in embarrassment, and then the Hungarian who had finished his poisonous tongue remembered that the little guy had just been made to cry.

Liszt: "..."

I said I really didn't mean it, does he believe it?

Gou Juanjing, who was immersed in his own thoughts, didn't notice Liszt's discomfort.Finally, he assigned homework to Gou Juanjing: "Go back and listen to Polish folk music, especially dance music, and send me your thoughts after listening to it in two weeks."

"Ok."

"Go back and think about it for me, what kind of Xiao Xie you want to pop up."

"it is good."

"In addition, my manor has been bought."

"……Eh?"

"Hey what, do you think I'm you? You've been dawdling for so long. Also, remember to apply for me at the Paris Conservatory of Music in your university. Don't go to any messy school. How long are you going to hide in Japan? ? Maodong? You are!"

Several members of the Romantic Society are honorary professors at the Paris Conservatoire, although they have never attended a class.

Gou Juanjing deliberately showed a miserable expression, and then learned how to pretend to be cute every time he got into trouble, and opened his eyes to look up at Liszt.

At this moment, the dog party Hungarians only felt that the student showed a pair of dog eyes and looked at him eagerly, and his heart suddenly softened. He looked away unnaturally, and insisted on his identity as a strict teacher. Hurry up and enroll me in college!"

"But teacher," Gou Juanjing Qiqi Ai said, "I'm only in the second grade this year, and I will apply for college next year."

Liszt: "..."

He forgot.

Liszt didn't change his face: "Give me the piece to start preparing for the exam now!"

Gou Juan nodded obediently on his face, but thought in his heart: Xiao Xie can play well, so does he need to worry about the exam?

The Piano King seemed to have read his mind, and said coldly: "You have to play my piece for the exam."

"what?"

"Ah what? After practicing Xiao Xie, I will start practicing my songs. You can choose any one of the twelve super skills."

This time it was Gou Juanjing's turn to be stupid.

Liszt's "Super Technique Etudes", a world-renowned top-difficulty piano piece, is characterized by its name. It is famous for its super-high technique, and non-world-class pianists dare not perform it publicly.

The naive Hungarian consciously pulled back a victory, like a peacock that just won a fight, shaking its feathers and turning off the camera.

She can still play cute with him, it seems that it is not a big problem.

Liszt can perfectly control his mouth in social situations, but when he is in front of close people, especially in front of colleagues, he will reveal his true colors, and he will start to speak viciously when he is unconscious, and he does not know how many students he scolded away.

The former students left as soon as they left, not Goujuanjing.

The pianist sat at the table and did not leave immediately. He carefully recalled Gou Juan Jing's song back and forth, "It's just a little Beibi just getting started."

"Forget it, it's pretty cute."