Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 248. 243. "Have we become accustomed to silence?"

Every name that comes out of Fu Tianming's mouth will be accompanied by a burst of warm applause.

Although the lengthy prefixes of some of the names have nothing to do with this concert.

Therefore, in the eyes of the few music lovers in the audience, the concert should start at 19:35.

Even from a piece of uncomplicated music history to the topic.

As the saying goes, a noble comes out of three generations.

It's much the same in the musician's world.

The Bach family has accumulated four generations of musical cells, and finally produced a Sebastian.

The Ludwig family has been court musicians for three generations, and finally contributed Beethoven to the world.

Beethoven's grandfather was once the court music director in Bonn, and his father was a tenor singer who was not very successful.

"It was Beethoven's turn. After graduating from elementary school at the age of 13, he became a court performer who lived a strict life."

Holding the microphone in his hand, Fu Tianming wandered back and forth on the stage at a slow speed, sometimes bowing his head in contemplation, and sometimes looking forward firmly.

When the tone is serious, it seems to be thinking about a huge problem to himself, and when it is relaxed, it seems to be recommending a children's picture book comfortably.

"caution."

In short, it won't make people feel that this opening is too long-winded. Even during his casual reminder, many people have already taken out a small blue book from the side of the seat.

Each seat has a copy.

It says 'Attention!This is a concert guide'.

"There's been no way to explain it genetically."

"But for a musician who is known as a musician, genetics only account for part of the proportion after all."

"There is also the unfathomable intersection of chance and character, destiny and times."

Opportunity, destiny, and times, standing in front of these words will always make people feel small as an individual.

"1770."

"A scientist named Priest found rubber in his home in England."

"Captain Cook's fleet discovered Australia. Five years later, on another piece of land with a straight line of 12500 kilometers, a gunshot from Lexington opened the prelude to the War of Independence."

"Qianlong is celebrating his [-]th birthday, and the Russians next door have defeated Turkey for the third time."

"A 14-year-old girl came to the French palace to marry Louis XVI. The philosopher Hegel was born in a bureaucratic family in Stuttgart."

"Countries around the world are slowly getting acquainted with each other, followed by a reorganization of the structure, and intimacy or disputes are rampant."

"The most violent revolution in Europe is brewing, and the great age is coming with sincerity and enthusiasm."

"At the meeting of wind and cloud, the world's big stage is waiting for the emergence of heroes from all walks of life."

After a short pause, Fu Tianming stopped right in the middle of the stage, facing the extremely quiet auditorium again, and unveiled the hero who belonged to tonight.

"Nine days before Christmas in 1770, Ludwig van Beethoven came to the world with a special mission."

"From then on, a naughty little boy appeared on the Rhine Plain."

"At that time, no one around thought that he would create a great symphony of destiny, but after returning home, he could easily play Haydn's works on the piano."

"There are unpredictable mysteries and openness in life."

"At 22, the young musician, already a household name in Bonn, decided to leave his hometown."

"He often heard people say that in Europe, all the great musicians gather in a city called Vienna."
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From the arrival of the naughty boy to the departure from home, from the conquest of Vienna to the knock on the gate of fate, there are endless stories about Beethoven in three days and three nights.

"Actually, at this very moment, I'm thinking about a question, does Beethoven need so many repetitions from a person who sings out of tune like me?"

"He was made into a hero, a god, a perfect man by the whole world."

"To this day, his works are shelved, and his 32 piano sonatas are regarded as the New Testament in the piano world."

"Until I asked Ang Lee, do you think Beethoven is far from our era?"

"He said that Beethoven has never been far away from any era. He said that even today, Beethoven is still around you and me."

"He gave me a very vivid example at that time."

There were two laughs from the audience.

"Someone has already seen the standard etiquette for using wigs."

Fu Tianming looked in the direction of the laughter.

Indeed, following Fu Tianming's story dictation and looking at the concert guide in his hand, here is just a chance to see the detailed dialogue between the two people in written version.

"I realized it at the time, and I said pleasantly, so we cannot do without Beethoven's music today."

Hearing Fu Tianming's serious tone, some of the audience who had finished reading the text laughed again.

This time it was not just one or two people who laughed.

It was one piece after another, and soon became a large piece.

The atmosphere at the scene seemed to have entered a talk show.

Fu Tianming raised his hands as if to signal everyone to stop, and as if to encourage everyone to laugh at him to their heart's content.

moment.

"He said, you are wrong again."

"I wonder, I don't understand. Beethoven, a god-like figure who dared to stand on the cusp of the times and fight against fate, isn't his spirit what we need today."

Gradually, the audience laughed less and less.

The scene went back to silence.

"He was silent for a while, shook his head, and seriously complained about me."

"Then tell me that Beethoven's music cannot be separated from us."

"There is a faint tone in his tone that I can't describe in words, sadness, or something else, I can't say it."

"About this question, I thought about it for a long time that night."

"I wonder if the era of naive romance is really over."

"Changing with each passing day, precarious, in today's impetuous world, what is eternal, it seems that all solid things will disappear in a blink of an eye."

"In the face of Beethoven's roaring and shouting, with tears in our eyes, we seem to have become indifferent."

"His passion and idealism, his lifelong pursuit of equality and great love for all, is it ridiculously tall?"

The atmosphere at the scene was getting hotter and hotter, but Fu Tianming's tone became calmer.

"Today, Beethoven's music is popular, mutilated, and parodied."

At this moment, it is not ruled out that some people in the audience have already used the guide in their hands as fans, but more people lowered their heads and read the last sentence of the guide.

'Are we used to being silent, bowing our heads, watching, and no longer trying to express ourselves. '

Fu Tianming put down the microphone in his hand.

"Ann Lee replied to me, what can we do in this era."

"To be honest, when I heard this answer, I felt very uncomfortable. I am an idealist. He just told me the day before that Beethoven's music needs us. We can obviously do a lot."

"But it wasn't until the night before that we had another conversation about this concert that I knew I was wrong again."

"Are we used to being silent, bowing our heads, watching from the sidelines, and no longer trying to express ourselves?"

"Faced with such a problem, today we have almost lost the ability to express. It seems that only in silence can we hear our hearts."

"Heguli said that next to silence, the closest thing to expressing the inexpressible is music."

"I would like to take this to make a suggestion. At this time, let us continue to remain silent and listen to music first."

moment.

"For the next two hours, I hope everyone will keep quiet so that our players can calm down."

"Ann Lee is not a young performer, let alone a master. He is just an ordinary piano teacher with his own job."

"Today, there are his students sitting in the audience, as well as his teachers from his student days, his colleagues and leaders, and his good friends."

"He has too many reasons to want to play every piece today. He was still practicing the piano the night before, and he has to go to work the next day."

"We stood on the stage this afternoon, and there was no one in the audience. He looked at the auditorium and said with emotion - I never thought that one day I could hold a concert in a concert hall with 400 people without spending a penny. A personal concert."

"I said, isn't this the era we live in?"

"He laughed after listening to it. During the days of contact with him, I have almost never seen him smile so shyly."

After Fu Tianming finished his last sentence, he looked around the audience seriously.

I bowed deeply.

"Thank you."

After getting up, he turned off the microphone, walked to the piano in two steps, bent down and placed it by the foot of the piano.

Then he clapped his hands lightly, so lightly that the audience behind the fourth row could barely hear the applause and could only see his movements.

The first, the second, the third, one audience after another raised their hands, imitating Fu Tianming's cautious movements.

Gradually, a burst of applause like a breeze sounded over the concert hall.

It was in stark contrast to the thunderous applause 10 minutes ago.

No one dared to use force, for fear of destroying this wonderful atmosphere.

Fu Tianming turned and walked away, then disappeared on the stage.

The silent applause continued, facing the empty stage with a piano.

moment.

A black figure slowly walked out from the backstage exit.

The appearance of this figure did not make the applause more intense or faster, but the eyes of the audience were all focused on it.

He came, with clear eyes and calm steps, walking towards the center of the stage.

In some people's eyes, the teacher has come.

In some people's eyes, the students have come.

In some people's eyes, the buddies are here.

In some people's eyes, friends have come.

In some people's eyes, the lover has come.

In the eyes of all, the story is coming.

Ang Lee, who was standing in the center of the stage at the moment, stood here like a story, looking at the audience with a smile.

Everyone who thought they knew him, at this moment, realized that they might not know this person that well.

Everyone who has never known him, at this moment, seems to feel that he has already known this person thoroughly.

Fu Tianming described too much, so much that it was like writing a miniature novel.

At the same time, he also paints so little that people don't know what's going to happen next.

But it is worth mentioning that his portrayal has thoroughly aroused the curiosity of the audience.

bow.

Bowing slightly to the audience, Li An turned around and walked to the piano and sat down.

Gradually, the applause fell.

Without any more sense of ritual, Ang Lee raised his hand and pressed the three-tone motive of the first movement of farewell.

Three groups of melodious intervals floated up and reached the ears of everyone in the audience.

It seems that there is nothing special about it except pleasant to the ear.

Without the slightest sense of drama or foreboding, the music just rang out.

The player in front of the piano didn't behave abnormally, just dancing his fingers calmly.

At this moment, a small part of the audience has been made a bit dull by the complicated structure of the classical style sonata.

But this kind of mentality should not be blamed, otherwise classical music would not be reduced to what it is today.

However, at this moment, the piano suddenly released an inspiring spiritual power in its brilliant running.

The stream-like piano melody is suddenly as open as the sea.

Shocked!

For the audience who underestimated the music because they didn't understand it a second ago, they took a 180-degree turn in their hearts at this moment.

For just a moment, the fog in their hearts seemed to be dispelled by the melody that shone brightly under the lights.

Sounds great!

Apart from being nice, they can't give a sincere evaluation in their hearts. If they don't understand it, they just don't understand it.

But the unreserved persistence of galloping forward seems to have hit a certain place in their hearts.

The music moved on, gradually returning to whispers, and this time, no one had any other thoughts.

Because they have been brought into the world of Beethoven's music, they only need to listen to the sound of the piano and follow the footsteps of the performers to roam Beethoven's spiritual world.

Except for people who don't understand, the rest are naturally people who understand.

If the first movement of Ang Lee's farewell performance in the Otto master class in the studio for the first time gave people a sense of solemnity, the second farewell performance in Yanjing Stadium gave people a sense of mystery.

Then, listening to Ang Lee's farewell for the third time, Lin Youyou felt a kind of plainness in the narrative, without the detailed sentence structure design, without the luxurious atmosphere throughout, only a kind of simplicity that is not superficial.

Hearing this, Lin Youyou was already looking forward to the remaining three songs today.

Only relying on ten fingers to make various color changes, the confident Ang Lee seemed to come back at this moment.

And become more solid.
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The three 10-minute starters quickly come to an end.

Whether they understand it or not, when Ang Lee raised his hand lightly, the audience could feel a lightness in their hearts when the music stopped in their ears.

Perhaps, as described in the introduction of this track, life is a struggle.

"Wow—"

There was a burst of soft applause, and the audience seemed to have reached a silent understanding with each other.
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In front of the piano, Li An took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the sweat from his forehead.

The first piece is not bad.

It met his expectations.

Farewell, after all, had been performed three times on the public stage, and he was already at his fingertips.

And the next work is his debut.

It is also a Beethoven piano work that most people prefer.

Pathos Sonata.

He let out a soft breath, and when the whole hall was quiet again, the audience suddenly saw his arms raised high.

In an instant, the atmosphere suddenly became tense!
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Ang Lee has something to say about grief.

(End of this chapter)