He Fulin and Zhao Wei looked at each other with stunned expressions, and then looked at Zhou Xuehua.
Zhou Xuehua also looked surprised. He gently shook his head at them and said he didn''t know.
Murong Yue, standing beside Qin Xuerong, whispered in Qin Xuerong''s ear, "Xueer, is your boyfriend insane? What does he mean?"
Qin Xuerong reached out and pinched Murong Yue''s waist: "you''re insane. What he said is literally. Just listen."
In fact, Qin Xuerong is also guilty.
She is not a young brain powder obsessed with small fresh meat. She doesn''t understand anything. She just keeps blowing her so-called love beans.
She knew the meaning of Wang Qian''s words. If she said it, she would be scolded by many people for ignorance and pretending to be forced.
Jiang Yu couldn''t help laughing softly. Then he stood there with his chest in his hands and looked at Wang Qian with ridicule in his eyes, as if he were looking at a clown.
"The songs he wrote are still good. I don''t know how to fascinate Xueer!"
Jiang Yu looked at Qin Xuerong and couldn''t bear to leave when he saw the girl. He kept staring at Wang Qian and sighed in his heart.
No matter what others think.
Wang Qian is entering a state of self-care. Like Jiang Yu just now, he sits in front of the piano, presses his hands on his thighs, closes his eyes, and constantly finds emotions in his mind.
Piano player, with a performance word, not a simple piano player!
It is because pianists need to deduce the emotions they want to express.
When those piano masters play, the whole person''s mood is extremely full and excited. Coupled with superb playing skills, they can naturally bring the surrounding audience like the artistic conception in the music.
In his previous life, Wang Qian made soundtrack for several years and was familiar with more famous music all over the world, whether it was piano music or other music.
Because, in this way, we can find more suitable songs from them, mix them, and become our own. We can understand everything we know, and we don''t need to say much about what we don''t understand.
And since rebirth.
Wang Qian gradually branded what he had done in his previous life in his memory and body!
piano.
A few years ago, he put it down after practicing for a few months.
Because.
He found there was nothing to practice.
open one ''s eyes.
There was a tenderness in Wang Qian''s eyes.
Then, put your hands gently on the piano keys, as if stroking your lover. Your fingers crossed gently, so gentle and silky.
Ding Dong, Ding Dong... Ding Dong, Ding Dong... Dong Dong... Dong Dong
Notes fall into everyone''s ears like a light rain from the sky, and then integrate into everyone''s mind and body!
Murong Yue and Jiang Yu, as geniuses in the field of music, felt the most direct, and their bodies trembled for a moment, as if they had been electrocuted.
Jiang Yu''s action of holding his hands on his chest turned into a hand holding his chin, and the joking smile on his face disappeared. He was only serious. His eyes were full of thinking. Looking at Wang Qian was no longer a clown, but a top piano player!
Murong Yue is almost the same expression, stunned, serious, thinking!
They also determined that this was not a random song. It sounded very pleasant and expressed intuitive and full emotions.
Moreover, Wang Qian''s piano playing skills are absolutely superb. There are almost no shortcomings in the expression of emotion and the cooperation of music. If there are any defects, that is, this relatively cheap piano limits Wang Qian''s play.
They immediately depicted in their mind the image of a beautiful and gentle girl, and felt the kind of love and attachment to the girl.
This is a song
Confessional piano music!
But.
They absolutely don''t believe it now. This is a piano music created by Wang Qian himself.
Therefore, they think crazily in their mind, search for the information of the song in their memory, and want to find the source of the song.
However, he Fulin, Zhao Wei and Zhou Xuehua showed that they ate melon road very much. They just widened their eyes and looked at Wang Qian''s interpretation in amazement. The others could not provide any useful information.
After all, they are not in the professional field of classical music. They can only judge whether the song is good or not, and whether the performance is good or not. Others are unknown!
Qin Xuerong felt that his heart was accelerating and would come out of his throat. His blood was boiling and hot. His eyes stared at Wang Qian like water, as if he wanted to swallow Wang Qian into his eyes.
She has a feeling.
This piano song seems to be written for yourself.
She could feel the affection, which came to her face like a love poem, and murmured in her ear.
How warm!
To melt her.
……
Three and a half.
In the blink of an eye.
of course.
This is for everyone at the scene.
When Wang Qian''s hands stopped.
They haven''t recovered yet. They are still a little shocked and immersed in the artistic conception of piano music.
Pa
Pa
Pa
Zhao Wei first recovered, stretched out his hands and patted hard.
He Fulin also stretched out his hand in a hurry and clapped hard to follow Zhao Wei''s rhythm.
Pop pop
Zhou Xuehua laughed and clapped his hands.
Pop pop
Qin Xuerong quickly began to applaud. His face was full of excited smiles and a trace of tears on his cheek. He couldn''t help bringing himself in.
Murong Yue and Jiang Yu woke up at the latest and looked at each other. They still had some doubts when they saw each other''s eyes. Then they shook their heads slightly and undetectably, indicating that they really hadn''t heard the song and didn''t have any information in their memory.
With their professionalism, this is absolutely impossible.
This song is simple, pleasant to hear and clearly expressed. If it has been published by the outside world, it is absolutely impossible to be buried, and it will be widely spread.
Then, they must have heard of it, even contacted it when they were young, and explained it in class.
Now, they don''t have any information.
It can only be said that this song has never been published.
As for whether it was Wang Qian''s own creation, they are still skeptical.
Then they both clapped gently.
Wang Qian stood up and waved to everyone: "laugh, laugh. In fact, the piano is just my hobby. I just played it casually. I''m not good at it, everyone laughed."
He Fulin said bluntly, "Wang Qian, you''ve gone too far. If you''re an amateur, we can''t play."
Zhao Wei nodded in agreement, then looked at Zhou Xuehua and asked - where did you find this guy? A little awesome!
Zhou Xuehua smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying he didn''t know he was so awesome.
Although they have never heard this song, based on their professional foundation in the field of music, it is certain that Wang Qian''s piano level is absolutely top. As for whether it is top in China or top in the world, they don''t know, because they can''t distinguish it.
Jiang Yu gently put down his clapping hand, stared at Wang Qian and asked, "have you really never studied piano?"
Wang Qian: "I graduated from performance major and studied several vocal music classes."
Jiang Yu is a little speechless. He studies acting. Why don''t you act and come to create music?
With her pride, she was unwilling to admit that she was inferior to others, but she knew clearly that she was inferior to Wang Qian only in the field of piano performance.
If this song is really written by Wang Qian.
So
This may be a Master Pianist!
The most important thing is.
He is a pianist who is unknown to the outside world.
Jiang Yu has a feeling of finding treasure.
Murong Yue jumped on tiptoe and came to Wang Qian: "then, can you teach me this song? By the way, what''s the name of this song?"
Wang Qian wanted to say it was to Alice, but he thought a little with the tip of his toenail. The name was too abstract and too far away from his mouth. He immediately followed the naming style of many piano masters: "Wang Qian''s 10th etude. Of course, if you want to learn, it''s very simple and suitable for beginners."
Murong Yue widened her eyes: "your name is Wang Qian?"
Wang Qian nodded.
Murong Yue: "name it after you? The tenth Etude? Is there any other Etude?"
Jiang Yu stared at Wang Qian.
Wang Qian answered truthfully, "well, there are some that he wrote casually when he was bored."
Jiang Yu said faintly, "are you bored more?"
Wang Qian shrugged: "it''s just a while."
Murong Yue asked, "can we listen to the etudes you wrote when you were bored?"
Wang Qian picked up his cell phone and looked at the time: "there''s no time. I''m very busy recently... By the way, have you decided? If you want to go, I won''t stop. I''ll find someone else."
Jiang Yu looked and stared at Wang Qian. Qin Xuerong, who seemed to be making a flower mania, whispered, "I can cooperate with you."
Murong Yue: "what music do you want to make?"
Pop!
Wang Qian snapped his fingers and took out a stack of paper from his bag: "let''s start!"
Jiang Yu and Murong Yue are very curious. They come forward for the first time and take a look!
He Fulin and Zhao Wei both came quickly.
Murong Yue took a piece of paper, and her big eyes stared round again. She was surprised and said, "contract?"
Wang Qian smiled and said, "of course, since we want to cooperate, we will be formal and sign a contract."
Zhou Xuehua nodded: "of course..."
"That sounds great..."
Qin Xuerong suddenly exclaimed.