Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 402 103. Terrible growth, secret battle of scores

"Control the pronunciation after touching the key."
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Leaving aside all his identities for now, as a pure piano lover, Wu Fusheng loves to find all kinds of playing sounds.

From the records in historical documents to the precious recording materials of the last century, from three-dimensional to Two-dimensional, wherever there is a gathering place for piano lovers, there may be his presence.

In reality, he is Wu Fusheng, a top student in the piano department of Haiyuan Academy. On the Internet, he uses the alias of Tchaikovsky, and he competes with others on various piano topics.

One day after practicing the piano, he turned into Tchaikovsky and went to station B. From a video challenging the fastest 740-1 in the whole network, he somehow found a guy named Bawan who didn't like practicing piano.

Czerny 299-1, he wanted to hear it.

He listened for a few seconds and paid close attention.

Click in from the first song, and then come out to be the tenth song.

Gone.

Tchaikovsky: gkd!

Unable to bear his curiosity, he came again the next day and picked out two more songs to listen to.

After listening to it again, he found something different in it. Although the sound quality of the video was noisy, he could still hear the relatively rare touch of keys.

In the piano world, in a narrow sense, timbre is equal to touch.

At that time, he really wanted to listen to the music played by this guy who didn't like to practice the piano.

As a result, the content updated by the other party is 299 each time.

After listening to the other party's full set of original speed 299, Wu Fusheng was quite impressed and sighed.

What he admired was not the original speed of the other party. To put it bluntly, some of his juniors and juniors in the middle school were able to complete the full set of 299 at the same speed.

What he admires is that he doesn’t like to practice the piano. Every time he touches the keys, he refers to dragging the keys and exerting force continuously. He will never hear it wrong.

Every sound seems to pass through a ten-finger filter before it comes out of the piano.

So what is he lamenting?

What he lamented was the progress he didn't like to practice the piano. He played every ten songs, and every time he could feel the sense of extension that was solid with the naked eye.

Judging from the hands in the video, the player is undoubtedly an adult.

Adults still have this speed of progress, isn't it worth admiring?
Later, I learned that the other party and I were both contestants in the Xinhai Cup Open Group. Because of Qin's friendship, the two couldn't say they hit it off, but Li An made him feel very good, although there was still a little Lin Youyou factor in it.

Became friends, had dinner, and chatted, but he still didn't stop observing Li An.

In the third round of the stage, Ang Lee once again verified his point of view on the handling of the farewell motive.

Listening live, on a high-quality piano, it can be said that Ang Lee extended the sound to the extreme in the piece of farewell that day. If you like the German-Austrian player, you will probably feel that Ang Lee’s farewell that day is in the middle range too heavy.

But if you like the Russian style of piano playing, you will never forget the deep bass effect played by Ang Lee in the farewell that day.

Regarding factions, Wu Fusheng has always stood in the neutral camp, he only looks for good voices.

Ang Lee is the good voice he found.

But then in the video of Ang Lee's Red House concert, he sighed again.

After the competition ended at the end of December, Li An returned to Rongcheng for a concert in mid-January. In a short period of time, Li An's voice and touch keys changed again.

This time he heard a more solid and transparent voice.

The reason he came this time was to ask Li An face to face what happened during that period of time.

He also showed his professor the video of Ang Lee's Red House concert, and his professor was quite curious after watching it, and asked him to find out that it was Wei Sanwan's student.

Which is not surprising.

His professor told him that Wei's set of things had actually been underestimated by domestic academic circles.

However, the old professor also spoke highly of Ang Lee and told him a word that is not old but not new.

Regarding this term, the old professor said that in the final analysis it was Feinberg who proposed it.

"Control the pronunciation after touching the key."

That is, the control continues after touching the key.

Every voice seems to be squeezed out, with a clear direction of progress.

Just like the boy wearing glasses on the stage at the moment, although he only has a little sense of direction, Wu Fusheng has also noticed it.

Don't forget, he is a fan of piano sound, not at all like that fat nerd who knows how to play with Autobots all day long.

Blake's piano works were not only left unattended in the late nineteenth century, but even today, very few people play them.

But there are some excellent sketches in his works, such as this goblin dance, which is relaxed and humorous with a clear rhythm.

Except for the slightly heavy introduction, the whole follow-up song is immersed in a cheerful atmosphere.

It contains chord double-tone and small jumping skills, which is a work that can stimulate the atmosphere of the scene.

Objectively speaking, Lao Tang knows that the difficulty of this work should be between four and five levels, while this child’s own performance level is at most six to the top, which can be heard from the fast two-tone firmness and palm joint support in the music. .

But at this moment, this piece of music showed a level of about seven grades in the hands of this child. He had to say that Ang Lee had a clear focus on teaching this piece of music, and used the piece to make up for the child's technical shortcomings.

At the same time, the upper limit of expression of this song was raised according to the child's own technical expertise.

He couldn't find a better description than complementing each other.

He is looking forward to the performance of Ang Lee's next student, and he also hopes that there will be more players in this competition like the little girl who played 139 just now.

Evenly matched duels seem to be interesting.

Among the trio, not only two of them can play the piano.

Jin Jiaqi's piano playing level is naturally far from being comparable to Li An's three, but she is also a piano learner after all, and she has passed the tenth level of the exam.

She didn't want to say that Ang Lee was playing tricks on the song selection, after all, this was a competition, but she couldn't help but compare Xiao Liu at the moment with the little girl who played Czerny just now, and she was thinking that if the two children could play against each other Changing the track, how did the two feel when they played.

It's fun.

As the music came to an end, Xiao Liu was about to finish, but an inconspicuous wrong sound poked Li An's nerves.

Li An frowned, and the moment Xiao Liu stopped, he wrote 89 on Xiao Liu's score sheet without hesitation. place.

Standing up and bowing, facing the applause, Xiao Liu felt a little annoyed, just a wrong pronunciation, hey.

But on the surface, Xiao Liu was still full of confidence. After getting up, he stood upright for two seconds with grace, before turning around and walking backstage.

After watching Li Ang's first student performance, Wu Fusheng opened the score sheet. During the process, he thought that if he didn't see Li An's name, he would be embarrassed to death.

Take a closer look, huh, huh.

Funny, how could I be wrong, "Master."

Lao Tang handed over the pen in disappointment. He had been observing Wu Fusheng since the applause sounded, and he waited for the other party to turn over the scoring side, and then reveal the kind of—— huh? !Is it like this? ! ——Such an expression.

But the other party seemed to have known it a long time ago, took the pen calmly, and wrote 85 behind Xiao Liu's name.

"It's boring, it's boring," Jin Jiaqi muttered and leaned over. When he saw 85, he was about to ask the other party how many points he planned to give Czerny, when Wu Fusheng wrote 85.5 behind Li Tong's name.

After Wu Fusheng finished writing, he looked at Lao Tang, and Lao Tang showed his score with a smile.

Ma Xiangyu: 85
Girl in red dress: 82
Li Tong: 90.5
Zhang Wuhaohan: 78
Liu Fengrui: 90
Jin Jiaqi tsk-tsk: "Did you two agree?"

The two looked at Jin Jiaqi at the same time.

Jin Jiaqi raised the score sheet in her hand with her backhand.

Li Tong: 7.5
Liu Fengrui: 8
Old Tang tut tut: "Did you two agree?"

Only Lao Tang gave points to all five children, while Wu Fusheng and Jin Jiaqi only gave points to Li Tong and Liu Fengrui.

Wu Fusheng hehe: "Anyway, I know you two must have agreed just now."

As he spoke, he closed the score sheet in his hand again.
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The judges in the back court had a great time playing, and the judges in the front court also put down their pens one after another.

Regarding Liu Fengrui's performance today, in fact, Huang Juan should have the most say. Huang Juan knew Liu Fengrui three years earlier than Li An.

As the leader of Yudong's piano group, she knows all the outstanding children in the campus.

After the Yudong teacher-student concert last year, after listening to Xiao Liu's Bach No. [-] Invention in F minor, she knew that there is still such a good seed in their Yudong campus.

95.

Huang Juan put down her pen after finishing writing, she knew that this score was a bit inflated after Li Tong's 90,
But she didn't know that the score she gave Liu Fengrui was not the highest.

Three seats away from Li An, Liu Zhi, the leader of the piano team in the Linyin Campus, finally put down his pen. After he had some unpleasantness with Li An at the entrance of the Yudong elevator last time, he went back and thought about it, thinking that he might have caused trouble.

At that time, he took himself, the leader of the piano team in the tree-shaded campus, too seriously.

In the meeting this morning, he wanted to take the opportunity to say a few words to Li An to ease it up a little, but there was a line of rejecting him thousands of miles away in his eyes and smiles.

As soon as the competition is over, the teacher's stage skills assessment will begin.

He is worried.

It is said that Li An is close to the students, and he brought Lin Yin's teachers to give Li An's students a few more high marks, which should be regarded as the attitude of their Lin Yin campus.

As the next young player came on stage, the applause sounded again.

Time flies by.

As it approached noon, wave after wave of parents changed in the auditorium. Some children were taken away by their parents after playing, and only a small number of parents stayed behind to watch.

The judges had already had brunch when they met, so they weren't hungry.

But some young players in Group A who have not participated in the competition are already arguing with their parents.

"Wow——————"

Nail trembled in fright, and then clapped his hands in a daze. He woke up again, looked around, and saw no old gangsters, so he asked Che Lin, who said she was squeaking and making noise.

Nail let out a big breath, and the proprietress had gone out with the baby in her arms for countless times in the morning.

He asked, "How many more are here?"

Che Lin: "Eleven."

He asked again, "Are you hungry?"

Che Lin continued to answer: "A little bit."

Sang Ping also asked her just now, she was not hungry then, but now she is.

Nail was about to take out the prepared bread and sausage from the bag, and had an idea, "Why don't I take you out to eat, it's still early anyway, and there is a street selling food when we pass by the door in the morning."

Che Lin: "If you leave, your seat will be taken. If you want to eat, you can go."

Nail: "Why don't I buy it for you, what do you want to eat?"

Che Lin: "I just eat bread."

After a pause, "What are you laughing at?"

Nail looked away from the gap above Che Lin's eyebrows, "No," he took out bread and ham sausage from his bag and handed it to Che Lin, "I'll go out and take a look, you watch things and don't run around."

Che Lin was left alone, and she watched the performances of the two contestants by herself, and ate the bread in her hand at the same time.

He felt that it was a pity for the classmate just now, who played very well before, but forgot the score at the end.

Hey.

There are still nine people, she continues to wait, and she will go to the backstage to prepare in a while.

"Ten minutes at halftime."

She had seen the teacher who was speaking on stage several times in the ninth corridor.

The hall suddenly became noisy, and she saw the teacher quickly stand up from the judges' seat.

Just wondering what happened to the teacher, she suddenly called Che Lin, she turned her head and saw Yu Xiaobei walking towards her.

"Did you come by yourself?" Xiaobei approached and asked curiously.

Che Lin: "It's just me now."

Che Lin felt that she should say something more, but she didn't know what to say, "I saw you in the morning."

Xiaobei: "Ah, I didn't see you, I only saw Liu Fengrui, how many are there?"

Che Lin: "Nine, how about you?"

Xiao Bei sighed, "There are still fifteen more."

Che Lin didn't know what to say again, so she picked up the unopened ham sausage and handed it to Xiaobei.

Xiaobei: "Thank you, I can't eat, I'm a little nervous."

Che Lin: "My dad said to eat something when I'm nervous, fast, really."

Xiao Bei thought about taking it, and said thank you again, Che Lin asked her to sit down and eat.

Xiaobei sat in Sang Ping's seat, and just as she pushed aside the ham sausage, Che Lin took out the drink she hadn't unscrewed, "Here you are."

"Thank you." Xiao Bei shyly rejected Che Lin.

Che Lin scratched her head, she wanted to say that this drink is delicious.

Xiaobei: "Does your mother usually let you drink?"

Che Lin: "I drink as much as I want, no one cares about me."

Xiaobei was a little envious: "My mother rarely let me drink drinks. I can't drink a bottle in half a month."

Hearing what Xiaobei said, Che Lin felt a little envious.

After a while, "Do you like a drink?"

Seeing Xiao Bei nodding, Che Lin looked around, "Where is your mother sitting?"

Xiao Bei pointed diagonally forward, "There."

Seeing that it was so far away, Che Lin unscrewed the drink in her hand and handed it over without saying a word, lowering her voice, "Quick."

Xiaobei was dumbfounded, this and this.

Che Lin urged: "Drink quickly."

Seeing that Xiaobei didn't respond, she almost stuffed the drink into Xiaobei's hand.

Dazed, Xiaobei took the drink in her hand and took a sip, drink it well, she said in her heart, then quickly swallowed and put down the bottle, even taking half of her body.

The two girls quietly looked forward at the same time, as if they had done something wrong, but it turned out that Xiaobei's mother didn't notice this at all.

Both of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

"Are you still nervous?" Che Lin asked.

Xiaobei: "It seems really much better..."

Che Lin smiled: "It's almost time to finish eating, so I won't be nervous at all after eating."

But Xiaobei's eyes were still fixed on Che Lin's face, as if he had discovered something incredible.

Che Lin inexplicably thought of her cutaway hair, and her face burned instantly. She didn't know how she thought of this.

Xiao Bei: "Che Lin."

Che Lin: "Huh?"

Xiaobei: "You actually laughed."

Che Lin: "Huh?"

Xiaobei: "I've never seen you smile."

Che Lin: "Uh."

Xiaobei: "Really."

Che Lin felt that she should explain: "I can laugh."

Xiao Bei was taken aback for a moment, hahahaha, "You are too funny."

Xiao Che frowned: ah, this, this
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On the other side, Teacher Li An finally waited until the intermission, and came to the toilet to put some water.

As soon as he got out of the toilet, he heard a middle-aged male voice yelling from the corridor: "What's wrong with you! How many times have you memorized the score! Can you still forget it!"

Then a girl's cry came, and Li An, who didn't want to be nosy, couldn't help but turned around and walked towards the sound when he heard it.

Of course, if a child forgets the score on stage, it will affect his grades, but as a parent, it is really wrong to reprimand the child like this.

(End of this chapter)