Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 623 322. Journey Note [-]: "Doremi instigated Lacy"

Sight-read the drawn repertoire! ?
When he saw Xiaobei taking away Che Lin's number, let alone Ma Ke, Wang Xiaohu almost wanted to set off firecrackers!

Sight-reading, as the name suggests, involves looking at the score with your eyes and playing with your hands.

Don’t people say this is nonsense?Don’t read music with your eyes and use your nostrils?Instead of playing with your hands, play with your feet?
Yes, it is seen with the eyes and played with the hands.

But what if you get a completely unfamiliar melody and just take a look at it and start playing it?

The reason why sight-reading is called a nightmare for piano learners at all stages, from children to adults, is that - take a look at the score and get started directly.

Good playing technique does not mean strong sight-reading ability.

But his sight-reading ability is strong, and his playing skills usually don’t differ much.

When the children heard what Senior Sister Ji Yang said, their hearts trembled.

"But--"

Ji Yang hesitated, "Don't we all write single melodies?"

"That's right!" Wang Xiaohu suddenly realized and looked at Marco, "Only use one hand."

Marco: "Yes, there is no left hand. With only one hand, the difficulty of sight-reading is greatly reduced."

The children all looked at the teacher.

Li An smiled innocently and said, "I didn't say anything. It was all Senior Sister Ji Yang who said it. You can guess."

The children were speechless.

Ji Yang said with a dark face: "Teacher, you are doing this again."

"Ahem, since you mentioned sight-reading, let me just say a few words." Li An gradually stopped smiling as he spoke, "Who told you that sight-reading with one hand is easy?"

Li An took out his mobile phone and pulled out a sheet of music from the photo album, then handed the phone to Ji Yang.

Xiao Ji fell silent after reading it.

Driven by strong curiosity, Marco stretched out his hand and took the phone. For a moment, Wang Xiaohu also came up and said, "??"

"Isn't this also two lines of musical notation?" Brother Xiaohu couldn't help but ask.

Marco shook his head: "Look at the clef."

Wang Xiaohu took a closer look and his handsome eyebrows knitted together.

In normal piano scores, each section has two lines of music corresponding to it.

The ascending line is played with the right hand, and the clef at the beginning of the staff is the treble clef.

The lower line is played by the left hand, and the clef at the beginning of the staff row is the bass clef.

But what Wang Xiaohu saw was that the beginning of the two lines of staff were marked with bass clef.

In other words, Wang Xiaohu was silent.

Xiaobei took the mobile phone handed over by Marco, and when the car came closer, he saw that not only was there no treble clef on the score, but the rhythm of the score was quite complicated.

"Teacher." Xiaobei raised his head and asked, "Is this piano music played with only the left hand?"

Ang Lee nodded: "To be precise, this is the piano part score of a piano concerto."

Children: "!!"

Ang Lee: "Between 1930 and 1931, French composer Maurice Ravel, one of the representatives of Impressionist music, wrote this piano concerto, which was played only with the left hand."

Marco: "Playing with only my left hand, it feels so magical. Teacher, is this impression music?"

Ang Lee: "Impression music, well - let me give you a simple example. For example, if you see the sunrise, you want to use a piece of music to describe the scene of the sunrise, its color, its shape, and the location of the sunrise. The subjective feeling it brings you at that moment.”

Marco nodded in understanding: "Teacher, is using only the left hand a unique composing technique for impressionist music?"

Ang Lee: "The creative technique of impressionist piano music has nothing to do with how many hands are used to play it or which hand is used to play it. It is mainly reflected in the color of the harmonic texture and orchestration."

Wang Xiaohu: "I know, Ravel is a virtuoso maniac, so he wrote this concerto that can only be played with his left hand."

Wang Xiaohu's analysis is not unfounded. Even today, many composers still write works that challenge the physical limits of performers in order to show off their skills.

But Wang Xiaohu was wrong about the number.

After a moment, "About the background of this piece of music," Ang Lee sighed, "It's like this. As for Ravel, he had a good friend who played the piano named Wittgenstein, an Austrian."

"This Austrian was a very unfortunate performer. He lost his right hand in the First World War."

Xiaobei covered his mouth: "Ah"

Ang Lee: "Let alone a piano player, just a normal person suddenly loses a hand. What does it mean?"

"So Ravel composed this piece of music specifically for him, which can be regarded as a kind of encouragement and comfort to a good friend."

Xiaobei: "Ravel is doing well."

Li An smiled: "Yes."

Xiaobei: "Teacher, why is there a war?"

Li An's smile suddenly solidified.

Xiaobei's question focused the children's attention on a new topic.

The aggressive side of boys was immediately reflected in the two boys. When they heard the word "war", Marco and Wang Xiaohu's eyes lit up.

It was precisely because of the two boys' expectations for the answer that Li An felt at a loss.

He had no experience and no preparation for how to communicate about war with adolescent children.

Fortunately, Xu Li came to his rescue in time and reminded: "It's music class time now."

With one sentence, the children's attention returned to the present.

Taking the mobile phone back from Xiaobei's hand, Li An announced that he would continue to draw lots.

Wang Xiaohu reached out for the second time and grabbed Senior Sister Ji Yang's number 1.

Che Lin reached out for the third time and grabbed Marco's No. 5.

Marco reached out for the fourth time and caught Xiaobei's No. 4.

The only one left that Ji Yang didn't catch is Wang Xiaohu's No. 6. No need to look at it.

Each child received a musical score corresponding to the number.

"I'll give you 5 minutes to read it carefully. 5 minutes is enough. You can complete the sight-reading on Che Lin's tablet."

Children: "???"

Li Anle: "I didn't say I wouldn't let you sight-read, right?"

Children: "!!!"

Li An checked his watch: "I will take turns sight-reading in the order of the drawn score numbers. The first one to be played is the work No. 1 of Senior Sister Ji Yang. Wang Xiaohu, please get ready. The 5-minute timer starts now. "

The kids are getting spoiled.

Ang Lee took advantage of this opportunity to check on his mobile phone. If a child asked him why there was a war, what would be the appropriate answer?

He was indeed inexperienced and could get a variety of answers.
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Wang Xiaohu had never felt that five minutes passed so quickly.

He felt that he had only watched it for less than a minute, and there were still more than ten chapters left before the teacher stopped it.

"bring it on."

Li An raised the tablet in the air, "Ji Yang, hold the music score for him."

Wang Xiaohu stepped forward and looked at the black and white on the electronic screen, feeling unspeakably nervous.

Ang Lee once again emphasized the rules: "Everyone has only one chance. If you bite the bullet, you have to press it in one breath and use one-finger meditation."

Seeing that Wang Xiaohu was getting more nervous, Ji Yang asked him to relax and said, "This is my debut. If I don't play well, hum!"

Hahaha--

Being "threatened" by Senior Sister Ji Yang, the atmosphere in the cubicle immediately relaxed.

Wang Xiaohu chuckled: "Then I'm welcome."

Holding his breath and concentrating, Wang Xiaohu stared at the first section of the score and stretched out a finger.

Press.

"when-"

A soothing half note.

"When-when-when-"

Then a set of large dots goes up and falls on the quarter note on the first beat of the next measure.It starts well, with no mistakes in the pitch and rhythm of the first two bars.

Gradually, Wang Xiaohu relaxed, but relaxing mentally did not mean relaxing physically. He controlled the one-finger meditation with high concentration.

Li Ancheng looked at Wang Xiaohu, including how often Wang Xiaohu read music scores, and the state of his expression when he pointed down, and felt pretty good.

Although the melody written by Ji Yang is actually very simple, with no large span of intervals and a square rhythm, the young man has made progress if he can explain the notes clearly with one finger under such conditions.

Who said that one-finger Zen sight-reading is not sight-reading? The test of sight-reading is the efficiency from reaction to finger drop completion.

Therefore, the response on the tablet is slow and the efficiency is low. If it is switched to a real piano, it will not be much faster.

The occasional mispronunciation is not a big deal in Ang Lee's eyes. After all, he has limited tools and he will make mistakes, not to mention children.

Wang Xiaohu played while his friends watched carefully.

Everything is going on in an orderly manner.

Sister Ji Yang's attention was also on Wang Xiaohu's performance, but she focused more on the music itself.

fantastic.

Ji Yang feels one way when he listens to himself playing, but it becomes a completely different feeling when hearing someone else play.

It's like there is a distant relationship with her music. It's obviously written by me, but it's a bit unfamiliar.

She even felt that Wang Xiaohu played better than herself, and there were a few things she wanted to change.

"when."

At this moment, Wang Xiaohu's trembling fingers pressed the last note.

"Wow—"

Li An took the lead in applauding, and then asked with a smile, "How about it, Senior Sister? Is it what you want?"

Ji Yang smiled and said bluntly, "Wang Xiaohu plays better than me," and stretched out his palm to Wang Xiaohu. Wang Xiaohu shook off the sweat on his forehead, stretched out his hand to strike, and smiled with bared teeth: "Thank you, senior sister."

Li Anle: "Come on, the next one is No. 4. Who drew Xiaobei just now?"

Marco raised his hand: "Teacher me."

In the same way, Li An held up the tablet, Xiaobei held up his music score, and Marco played.

Except for Ji Yang and Xiao Che, the other three children only wrote four bars of melody.

Counting the cars, the melodies created by the children themselves are relatively simple.

After Marco brilliantly completed the "Scale Etudes" composed by Xiaobei, Ji Yang, Che Lin, and Xiaobei successively performed Wang Xiaohu's "famimi, famimi" Mozart theme creation, and Marco's "lalalalasol" lazy fixation The lead vocal fragment, as well as Che Lin’s “doldolerermimifa” has a melody with a bit of cantata flavor.

Each child was highly effective at sight-reading.

This makes Li An happy and a little surprised at the same time. The children's one-handed sight-reading ability has improved to varying degrees.

The main reason why he arranged this session is actually to let the children listen to each other's own melodies and how they feel when others play them.

To facilitate the content he will expand next.

As for why he asked the children to draw lots to sight-read before each other, it was to make the journey more interesting, and on the other hand, he also gave the children a warning in advance.

"Do you know what the theme of the third day of our summer camp is?"

The children fell silent.

"Sight-reading."

Children: "Huh?"

"All the colleges participating in the summer camp, you must work together to compete in a sight-reading competition."

The children were excited: "Wow?"

"Are you scared?"

Children: "Don't be afraid!"

Xiaoche's heart beat again.

Ang Lee: "Shh!"

"Okay, now everyone has their own score, let's start talking about how to expand the content of four bars to sixteen bars."

The children fell silent.

"When you were listening to others playing, did you have some new ideas?"

Ji Yang: "Yes."

Xiaobei: "Yes."

Chelin Marco: "Yes."

Wang Xiaohu: “There are many.”

Ang Lee: "You didn't know how to compose music before, and you've never composed music before. Why do you have new ideas now?"

The children thought yes, why?Before waking up today, they had no contact at all. Why do they have so many ideas now?

Li An smiled: "Come on, let's go back to the question from the morning and find out what you think is the most important phrase in the score."

The children fell into memories.

"Xiaobei thinks it is a sentence that can reflect the characteristics of the song."

"Marco thinks it's a sentence that combines movement and stillness in the music."

"Wang Xiaohu thinks it is the final sentence."

"Che Lin thinks this is the nicest sentence."

"Sister Ji Yang thinks it's a motivational sentence."

"Children, please tell me, in a complete song, which line is missing?"

The children shook their heads.

Ang Lee: "In my opinion, if you add up your answers, it will be a completed work."

“The characteristics of the music are that its tonality is combined with the beat. The motive sentence develops the music. The rhythm that combines static and dynamic provides space for the body to rest. The climax emotional paragraph is the melody that most touches people’s hearts. The termination makes the music finally come to an end. "

"Don't you understand? OK."

back to the start.

"Look at the score."

As another wave of passengers arrived at the station, Ang Lee, who had never composed before, started his first composition class in a small station in Hunan Province.

In the blink of an eye, the sun sets over the distant mountains outside the window.
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Composing music can be like making a game.

Children do not need to fully understand what composition structure is, what are the three major textures, what are progression, motivation, harmony, and counterpoint.

Children understand music theory and musical notation. These two things are enough.

Xiaobei writes dolremifafafafa, mifamiresolsolsol, isn't it just an ascending scale with a little more variety?
But Xiaobei said that he was climbing a mountain alone. He was too tired when he climbed to fa. He wanted to give up, and then retreated to mi. But he was unwilling to retreat to mi, so he returned to fa with all his strength, but suddenly Once he got up, he was so tired that he couldn't climb anymore. Then he pushed to mi and then retreated to re.

Standing on Re, he saw his starting point Dol. Only then did he realize that he had climbed to Fa just now, or climbed to Fa twice. Looking up at the top of Sol, there was actually only a little bit left.

As a result, his fighting spirit was stimulated, and he was no longer afraid of the fatigue caused by his body, and he jumped from re to sol!

Still solsolsol!List of small hills!Li An feels very good.

It can be said that after listening to several children's creative perspectives, maybe the melody written by Xiaobei is not the best, but he likes Xiaobei's idea the best.

why?
Theory, as long as you keep studying, you will eventually be able to understand it completely.

Can I compose music only on that day?
Ang Lee thinks maybe not.

What is missing today is not complicated theories, but the most authentic original intention.

Many people who study music think that doremifasollasi is the simplest music, but who can sing all the way through life like this simplest ascending scale?

"How is it, everyone?"

"It's so fun." "It's so fun."

"Very good, get out of class is over then."

The children were startled: "No, teacher!"

Ang Lee: "~"

Just when the children were noisily demanding to continue the class, the salesperson from the morning appeared again pushing a trolley from the car connection.

(End of this chapter)