After he went on stage, he said a few words to the audience.
"Hello everyone, I came all the way from Shanghai. I'm a third-year student at the Shanghai Conservatory of Music."
"I'm fairly well-known in my school, so I'll make a fool of myself here today."
"I hope everyone can help me see what I'm lacking. Thank you all."
*Slap slap*
After he finished speaking, the hundreds of people in the audience applauded him, and he sat down on the piano.
As soon as he sat down at the piano, he started playing.
"Thump, thump-thump, thump..."
As soon as the piano music began, everyone listened with great interest, and many nodded in agreement, indicating that the person was playing quite well.
After a short while, two or three minutes later, the live chat finally ended, and everyone applauded again.
"Thank you, thank you everyone for your support."
Old Chen, who was sitting to the side, nodded and said, "Yes, child, you played very well. Your skill is already outstanding."
"Thank you, Mr. Chen." Hearing Mr. Chen's words, the man was visibly pleased.
But for Mr. Chen, there was still some imperfection, for why.
Because this person was playing someone else's piece, Mr. Chen felt that he was still somewhat unsatisfied.
What belongs to others will always belong to others. No matter how well or perfectly you play it, it can never become yours.
Therefore, Mr. Chen always held a special place in his heart for contestants who played other people's pieces.
The people that Mr. Chen truly respected were those who had both talent and the ability to compose their own music.
Especially those talents who can improvise and create music on the spot.
Only people like this can truly earn Mr. Chen's respect and genuine appreciation.
Soon! The man stepped off the stage, and then two more young people came on stage and performed a somersault.
But their fate was the same; they didn't receive much praise from Old Chen, who simply said a few words that were "not bad."
Several people have taken the stage in succession, but none of them have caused much of a stir, which inevitably makes everyone a little anxious.
If all young people today are like this, then there's no point in comparing them to those abroad.
With that kind of ability, who knows how embarrassing it will be? It's better not to go at all and be on the safe side.
So at this moment, everyone present began to worry.
I was worried that today's music party wouldn't be much of a surprise.
Wang Qingge saw that two or three people had already gone on stage and smiled bitterly to herself.
Because these people's pianos are really quite ordinary, he wonders if it's because he has a god-level piano.
Therefore, he considered many people to be of average ability.
But putting aside their skill level, what kind of pieces are these people playing?
Can such a piece of music even be called a piece of music? And it has gained so much support.
If that's the case, then the piano pieces here are indeed quite ordinary.
He wasn't the only one dissatisfied; Zhou Jian, a piano prodigy, had also been itching to speak out for a long time.
Seeing that two or three people had already gone on stage and their performances were not very good, he shook his head repeatedly.
"Sigh! If things continue like this, sending them to the competition is a sure way for us to lose."
People around Zhou Jian looked at him after hearing what he said.
"Young Master Zhou, why don't you go up?" someone directly suggested that he go up.
"Yes, Young Master Zhou, you and Chen Xin are from here. You're both young piano prodigies, it's time for you to take the lead."
"We really can't listen to what other people are playing."
"Young Master Zhou, hurry up and go."
The crowd began to request Zhou Jian to go on stage and perform, and Cheng Bai, one of the geniuses, followed suit.
“Yes, Zhou Jian, you’d better hurry up and go on stage! Otherwise, if I go on stage first, you’ll go back and say I stole your thunder.”
"Cheng Bai, what are you saying, you little rascal?" Zhou Jian felt a little embarrassed after hearing Cheng Bai's words.
"So, are you going to go or not?" Cheng Bai didn't mince words.
Now that things had come to this, Zhou Jian had no choice but to go, so he didn't hesitate any longer and went straight out.
When Zhou Jian finally stepped onto the stage, the crowd was once again quite excited, after all, he was a true genius, unlike the previous few.
After Zhou Jian went on stage, he first politely greeted Mr. and Mrs. Chen.
"Mr. Chen, Miss Chen Xin."
"Hmm!" Old Chen was quite satisfied with Zhou Jian, after all, he was a genius.
"Xiao Zhou! We're all getting old. The future of the music scene will inevitably be handed over to you young people."
"As one of the top young piano prodigies in the country, you must shoulder this heavy responsibility."
Chen Laoman's expectant words immediately made Zhou Jian very happy.
"Don't worry, Mr. Chen. Music has been my dream since I was a child. Unless something happens to me, I will never give up on my dream."
"I will never forget the country's nurturing, and I will definitely work hard to contribute to it in the future."
"Very good!" Old Chen was very satisfied upon hearing this.
"Xiao Zhou, what kind of performance will you be giving today? Please come in."
"Hmm!" Zhou Jian didn't waste any words and sat down on the piano.
Although he had already sat down at the piano, he hadn't moved it yet.
Just as everyone was wondering why Zhou Jian hadn't started his performance yet.
He spoke up, looking at Old Chen and suddenly saying, "Old Chen, I, Zhou Jian, believe that the essence of the piano lies not in simple performance."
"The true soul of the piano lies in its ability to improvise anytime, anywhere."
Zhou Jian's words surprised everyone again. It turned out that he had been thinking about these things because he hadn't taken any action yet.
Everyone thought he hadn't decided which piece to play, but it turns out he was just improvising.
It seems everyone has misunderstood him. This is a true piano genius, and only a genius has such courage.
Not to mention others, even Chen Xin, who was standing next to Elder Chen, glanced at Zhou Jian a few more times.
It seems that Zhou Jian's words have truly changed everyone's opinion of him once again.
Hearing this, Old Chen was quite pleased. He thought that if Zhou Jian sat on it, he would start firing immediately.
I wonder how disappointed Old Chen must have been. Fortunately, he had been waiting and finally got the result he wanted.
Old Chen looked at him with eyes full of satisfaction: "Xiao Zhou, you're right, that's how a piano should be to have its soul."
"Since you've made up your mind, then please do your best to improvise."
But Zhou Jian still didn't move. He remained silent for a while before speaking.
"Mr. Chen, could you please give me a question for today? I'd like to know what I should use to improvise."
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