Taking on Free Work Is the Greatest Source of Art Creation?
Hehe: (onomatopoeic) to describe laughter. He laughed.
---From the Chinese language of Du Niang.
As everyone knew, the Chinese language was broad and profound.
With the development of the internet, idiotic netizens had developed the Chinese language to an unimaginable level.
"Hehe" was originally just an ordinary adjective for laughter.
However, unknowingly, it had gradually evolved into 'meaningful', becoming synonymous with mockery and contempt.
Seeing it, some people felt dejected, some people suffered internal injuries, and some people flipped the table…
like now.
Duan Jiangping,[Boss, I'm really not messing around.]
Sister Qin: "Hehe…"
Duan Jiangping: "Su Meng said that he can definitely handle it. I believe him."
Sister Qin: Hehe…
Duan Jiangping: …I'll kneel on durians tonight.
Sister Qin: "Haha…
"
"Haha…"
With these two chuckles, Deng Ziqi's face suddenly turned red.
He cursed Su Meng to death in his heart.
This old lady was really blinded by pig oil to accompany you to fool around.
But now that things had come to this, he could only bite the bullet.
Or else, when Su Meng's suona went up on the wall…a group of artists would hug their heads and cry?
F * ck, this scene was too beautiful to watch!
"Teachers, I'm really sorry.”
"The main thing is…my piano progress has been slow over the years, so I would like to ask the teachers to give me some pointers.”
"Um…why don't I play a short piece first, and the teachers can comment on it?”
Wu Guangren looked at her and said meaningfully.
"Hehe, you sure are protective.”
"Alright, since you're here, it would seem like our piano department doesn't know how to treat guests if we let you go back empty-handed.”
"Jian Mingcheng!"
"Teacher Wu, I'm here!" A male student stood up and said respectfully.
Wu Guangren casually said,
"You're also one of the participants in this exchange event with Berkley.”
"Yes, Teacher." The male student walked out with an indifferent expression.
He reached out his hand and made a gesture of "please" as he said indifferently.
"Teacher Deng, you are a guest. Please go first.”
Now that things had come to this, Deng Ziqi was helpless.
He slowly sat down in front of the piano and placed his ten fingers on the keys. He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.
His ten fingers danced and danced rapidly on the keys.
A beautiful melody slowly flowed out.
This was a classical piece of music that was very popular in this world.
It had to be said that as a professional musician, Deng Ziqi did not live up to her reputation.
His piano skills were also pretty good.
Even many of the teachers and students present were surprised.
It seemed to be better than he had imagined.
In the
live broadcast room, there were already praises everywhere.
"Ziqi is really a treasure singer. Her singing is so good and she plays the piano so well?"”
"I love you. I only knew that Ziqi could play the piano. I didn't expect her to play so well.”
"I finally understand. I was wondering why Su Meng dared to come to the piano department to cause trouble. So it turns out that he has so much confidence in Deng Ziqi?”
"Please, this is the piano department of the Capital Music Academy! Deng Ziqi played quite well in Singer. "
According to my understanding of Master Su, he definitely won't bet on Deng Ziqi. He still has to rely on his own suona!”
"The more happy you are now, the more sad you will cry later. When the suona is played, cry for me and don't accept any rebuttal!”
"The auction has started. Guess if it's 'The Great Funeral' or 'Westbound Road of Peace?”
"Suona versus piano, interesting.”
Wu
Guangren nodded slightly.
"Not bad, not bad."
"But playing the piano requires calmness and devotion.”
"You were distracted and too nervous just now. You still need to adjust your mentality.”
Deng Ziqi quickly stood up and bowed respectfully.
"Thank you for your guidance, teacher."
Wu Guangren nodded and turned to Jian Mingcheng.
"Mingcheng, let me test you. Was there any technical problem with the part just now?”
Jian Mingcheng thought for a moment and said.
"I heard six questions.”
"First, the harmony and color combination is not full enough.”
"The second is during the variation..."
"The third... the fourth... the fifth... the sixth..."
A long list of technical terms came out of his mouth, causing the netizens in the live broadcast room to be stunned.
Why do I understand every word of yours, but I don't understand it when you put it together?
Wu Guangren nodded with a trace of relief on his face.
"Not bad, your foundation is very solid. You can see most of the problems.”
In addition, the ending tone was still somewhat inappropriate, and the emotional expression was out of control.”
"You will occasionally make the same mistake.”
Good teacher, you must study hard.”Jian Mingcheng didn't know if he really understood, but he immediately agreed.
Deng Ziqi was confused.
Many netizens in the live broadcast room were the same.
Why did these words sound more and more like a 'unshake'? He even expressed his emotions?
Has your piano become a fine one?
Su
Meng, who had been ignored for a long time, suddenly chuckled and interrupted.
"Ziqi, did you not understand?”
"This thing is actually the same principle as playing the suona. It's not much different from talking normally.”
"Just like how I asked you, have you eaten?”
"If you put the stress on the last word 'ma', it would make you feel very uncomfortable.”
"So that's how it is!" Deng Ziqi suddenly understood.
"Wouldn't I have understood if you had said so earlier? "
Ah, I'm sorry, teacher. I was too stupid and didn't understand your teachings.”
Wu Guangren ignored him and looked at Su Meng in surprise.
"I underestimated you."
"But the suona and piano... hehe..."
He ended his speech with a "hehe" and turned to Jian Mingcheng.
"Mingcheng, do a little too. Let me see if you've improved recently.”
His attitude made many netizens in the live broadcast room frown.
Many netizens still had a good impression of Deng Ziqi.
This time, it was Su Meng's fault that he came to destroy the place, but Deng Ziqi's attitude was still not bad.
But from the looks of it, she didn't even take this celebrity seriously?
He had an arrogant look on his face.
Although it was said to be an exchange, after watching for a long time, wasn't he still teaching his own students?
This was too infuriating!
Jian
Mingcheng also sat down in front of the piano and played a piece.
In fact, to ordinary people, the quality of their performance skills was not something that ordinary people could tell.
On the contrary, because Deng Ziqi was good-looking, everyone felt that she played better.
Hmm…I'm just a good-looking person. There's nothing wrong with that!
After the song was played, Wu Guangren commented on it as usual and then continued.
"Alright, let's end today's exchange activity here. We're evenly matched.”
"Everyone, get ready for class."
F * ck!
Su Meng was instantly unhappy. I'm standing here alone, so you didn't see me, did you?
"Director Wu, since I'm the one who came to cause trouble, shouldn't you arrange for someone to communicate with me?”
"You?" Wu Guangren didn't even look up.
"We don't have anyone who can play the suona here. We only have people who can play the piano.”
"You've come to the wrong place."
"Hehe..." Meng Meng smiled meaningfully and said lightly.
"What if I can play the piano?”
Hmm? Everyone cast their puzzled gazes over.
You can play the piano?
You're just an old-fashioned suona craftsman, and you say you know how to play the piano?
Wu Guangren raised his eyes and glanced at him. He was still calm.
"The piano and the suona are two different things. Young man, aren't you
…" Su Meng interrupted him.
"Aren't they all loud? Aren't they all musical instruments?"
"Other than the different playing styles, how many other differences are there?”
Wu Guangren snorted and said lightly.
"Young man, you won't cry until you see the coffin.”
He glanced at the students again.
"Freshmen, who's willing to come out and have an exchange?”
The classroom fell silent.
A moment later, a dissatisfied voice suddenly sounded.
"Teacher, are you insulting us?”
His words seemed to ignite the atmosphere at the scene.
Many people started to clamor.
Wu Guangren glanced at them and said lightly.
"Lu Liqun, stand up!"
The crowd fell silent. A student stood up timidly.
"He's not very capable, but he has a bad temper.”
"If I remember correctly, in the last exam, your specialization was ranked third from the bottom, right?”
The student nodded, but said unwillingly.
"Teacher Wu, although the professional class is average, but that also depends on who you are competing with."”
"If you want me to compete with this young hunk, I'll give him a hand, okay?”
"Oh." Wu Guangren said lightly.
"Since that's the case, then come on.”
"Alright, it's time for me to regain my confidence after being hit by my classmates every day.”
The student immediately became proud and walked over from the crowd.
Su Meng sighed helplessly, patted his shoulder, and stuffed a pack of tissues into his hand.
"This student, it seems that your position in the teacher's heart is really not very good.”
"You're the first person I think of when I'm bullied.”
？？？
A few big question marks suddenly floated above the student's head.
Not only him, but countless question marks also floated up in the live broadcast room.
“？？？Did I hear wrongly? Master Su said he knows how to play the piano?"
"What? Didn't you hear what he said? The piano and the suona were the same. How were they the same?”
"I understand now. Master Su is preparing to release the piano version of 'The Grand Funeral'!”
"Pfft…How about the piano version of 'The Grand Funeral?”
"555…I finally get to see my brother play the piano. No matter how good he is, it's over as long as he's handsome!”
"As the former leader of Boss 'fan club, I officially give the order: Wake up, the sleeping President Ba's fan club!”
Su
Meng slowly sat in front of the piano and said lightly.
"Some time ago, I went to the countryside to play the suona for free work. I saw a few wild beehives and many wild bees flying.”
"That's why I had a feeling and wrote a song called 'Dancing Wild Bees'. Please enlighten me!”
？？？When, when, when, and when can I write a piano piece for a low?
What was the relationship between the two? How did your brain work?
Everyone was stunned, but before they could figure it out, Su Meng suddenly moved.
An afterimage appeared on the black and white keys. It was actually caused by the speed of his hand.
Thump, thump, thump... An urgent and cheerful melody suddenly sounded in the live broadcast room.
On the keyboard, there seemed to be dozens of wild bees flying…No, they were not wild bees, but Su Meng's fingers.
Fei, fei, fei, fei. His fingers moved, leaving afterimages behind.
The dazzling playing speed and the gorgeous and rapid melody stunned everyone.
Deng Ziqi stared fixedly at the keyboard. Her goldfish mouth was so wide open that it almost turned into a whale's mouth, but she didn't notice it.
Wu Guangren was still sitting on the chair, but his face was full of shock.
Almost everyone in the classroom gasped and stood up subconsciously.
He stared at Su Meng's hand.
This was…a human hand?
In the live broadcast room, all the bullet comments instantly went silent. Everyone stared at the screen in a daze, completely dumbfounded
…
This song,"Dancing Wild Bee," didn't last long. It only lasted for a minute or so.
Su Meng quickly finished his performance and smiled at Wu Guangren.
"Teacher Wu, do you have any comments? Teacher Wu? Teacher Wu?"
Wu Guangren suddenly regained his senses.
She stood up subconsciously. The way she looked at Su Meng had completely changed.
"You…you can play the piano?”
"How fresh." Su Meng curled his lips in disdain.
"Who can't learn this?”
"It's just that it's too expensive. Otherwise, the suona team would be worried that the piano would steal the job.”
"Ah, Su Meng, you can play the piano? And you play so well?"
Deng Ziqi only reacted at this moment. She rushed over and grabbed Su Meng's shoulder, shaking him with all her might.
Her face was flushed with excitement, and she was so excited that she was incoherent.
"It's falling off, it's falling off. My head is about to fall off.”Su Meng was so shaken that his head was in a daze. He hurriedly pushed her away.
Then, he smiled at Wu Guangren.
"Teacher Wu, do you have any comments?”
I…comment? Wu Guangren was stunned.
…At
this moment, the live broadcast room had completely exploded.
"F * ck! F * ck, f * ck, f * ck! I don't know what else to say.”
"Handsome! He was so handsome! Su Meng is actually so fierce?"
"Not fierce, but fast! Su Meng is so fast!"
"Su Meng can play the piano? And you're playing it so well?"
"55555…This is the ideal President Su, handsome, fierce, and fast!”
"What kind of technology is this? Is the piano hot?"
"I understand this piano piece. It seems like many wild bees are attacking the enemy.”
In the
lecture hall, Wu Guangren finally came back to his senses. He took a deep look at Su Meng and said slowly.
"Your piano skills…are very good!”
"This song…is very good!”
"However, there are more elements to showing off. The greatest difficulty lies in speed and the continuous and dense switching of the half-tone.”
"Although it looks fancy and scary.”
"However, the melody itself is quite repetitive. After a long period of practice, you can still master it.”
"Since you're here for an exchange, how many teachers in our department
…" Su Meng suddenly interrupted him and smiled.
"Teacher Wu, since you're not satisfied with this song, I've written another song. Can you help me comment on it?”
There was more?
Everyone was shocked.
Not only do you have such heaven-defying piano skills, but you also know how to write your own songs?
If one song isn't enough, there's more?
Su Meng let out a long sigh, a nostalgic expression on his face.
"As everyone knows, I once played the suona in the countryside to take on a free job and send some deceased people on their last journey.”
"This kind of thing is not unfamiliar to everyone. It's called…sending off the dead!”
"So, when I was sending people off the last time, I wrote a piano piece on a whim.”
"It's called…[Bell]!"
"Now, I will give this 'Bell' to everyone!”
？？？？
Countless people were stunned. A bunch of question marks slowly floated up.
All of your songs were inspired by free work?
Could it be that the greatest source of inspiration for artistic creation was doing white work?
Then when I can't write songs, can I go to the mourning hall and play the suona?
Then, when I can't find my performance state, can I go to the mourning hall and cry for a while?
Then, when I can't write a novel, can I write a eulogy for the dead?
Many people fell into deep thought.
But in the lecture hall, everyone was in a bad mood.
It was as if a cold wind had blown past.
Giving us this 'Bell' song?
Are you going to give us…a clock? Taking on Free Work Is the Greatest Source of Art Creation?
Hehe: (onomatopoeic) to describe laughter. He laughed.
---From the Chinese language of Du Niang.
As everyone knew, the Chinese language was broad and profound.
With the development of the internet, idiotic netizens had developed the Chinese language to an unimaginable level.
"Hehe" was originally just an ordinary adjective for laughter.
However, unknowingly, it had gradually evolved into 'meaningful', becoming synonymous with mockery and contempt.
Seeing it, some people felt dejected, some people suffered internal injuries, and some people flipped the table…
like now.
Duan Jiangping,[Boss, I'm really not messing around.]
Sister Qin: "Hehe…"
Duan Jiangping: "Su Meng said that he can definitely handle it. I believe him."
Sister Qin: Hehe…
Duan Jiangping: …I'll kneel on durians tonight.
Sister Qin: "Haha…
"
"Haha…"
With these two chuckles, Deng Ziqi's face suddenly turned red.
He cursed Su Meng to death in his heart.
This old lady was really blinded by pig oil to accompany you to fool around.
But now that things had come to this, he could only bite the bullet.
Or else, when Su Meng's suona went up on the wall…a group of artists would hug their heads and cry?
F * ck, this scene was too beautiful to watch!
"Teachers, I'm really sorry.”
"The main thing is…my piano progress has been slow over the years, so I would like to ask the teachers to give me some pointers.”
"Um…why don't I play a short piece first, and the teachers can comment on it?”
Wu Guangren looked at her and said meaningfully.
"Hehe, you sure are protective.”
"Alright, since you're here, it would seem like our piano department doesn't know how to treat guests if we let you go back empty-handed.”
"Jian Mingcheng!"
"Teacher Wu, I'm here!" A male student stood up and said respectfully.
Wu Guangren casually said,
"You're also one of the participants in this exchange event with Berkley.”
"Yes, Teacher." The male student walked out with an indifferent expression.
He reached out his hand and made a gesture of "please" as he said indifferently.
"Teacher Deng, you are a guest. Please go first.”
Now that things had come to this, Deng Ziqi was helpless.
He slowly sat down in front of the piano and placed his ten fingers on the keys. He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.
His ten fingers danced and danced rapidly on the keys.
A beautiful melody slowly flowed out.
This was a classical piece of music that was very popular in this world.
It had to be said that as a professional musician, Deng Ziqi did not live up to her reputation.
His piano skills were also pretty good.
Even many of the teachers and students present were surprised.
It seemed to be better than he had imagined.
In the
live broadcast room, there were already praises everywhere.
"Ziqi is really a treasure singer. Her singing is so good and she plays the piano so well?"”
"I love you. I only knew that Ziqi could play the piano. I didn't expect her to play so well.”
"I finally understand. I was wondering why Su Meng dared to come to the piano department to cause trouble. So it turns out that he has so much confidence in Deng Ziqi?”
"Please, this is the piano department of the Capital Music Academy! Deng Ziqi played quite well in Singer. "
According to my understanding of Master Su, he definitely won't bet on Deng Ziqi. He still has to rely on his own suona!”
"The more happy you are now, the more sad you will cry later. When the suona is played, cry for me and don't accept any rebuttal!”
"The auction has started. Guess if it's 'The Great Funeral' or 'Westbound Road of Peace?”
"Suona versus piano, interesting.”
Wu
Guangren nodded slightly.
"Not bad, not bad."
"But playing the piano requires calmness and devotion.”
"You were distracted and too nervous just now. You still need to adjust your mentality.”
Deng Ziqi quickly stood up and bowed respectfully.
"Thank you for your guidance, teacher."
Wu Guangren nodded and turned to Jian Mingcheng.
"Mingcheng, let me test you. Was there any technical problem with the part just now?”
Jian Mingcheng thought for a moment and said.
"I heard six questions.”
"First, the harmony and color combination is not full enough.”
"The second is during the variation..."
"The third... the fourth... the fifth... the sixth..."
A long list of technical terms came out of his mouth, causing the netizens in the live broadcast room to be stunned.
Why do I understand every word of yours, but I don't understand it when you put it together?
Wu Guangren nodded with a trace of relief on his face.
"Not bad, your foundation is very solid. You can see most of the problems.”
In addition, the ending tone was still somewhat inappropriate, and the emotional expression was out of control.”
"You will occasionally make the same mistake.”
Good teacher, you must study hard.”Jian Mingcheng didn't know if he really understood, but he immediately agreed.
Deng Ziqi was confused.
Many netizens in the live broadcast room were the same.
Why did these words sound more and more like a 'unshake'? He even expressed his emotions?
Has your piano become a fine one?
Su
Meng, who had been ignored for a long time, suddenly chuckled and interrupted.
"Ziqi, did you not understand?”
"This thing is actually the same principle as playing the suona. It's not much different from talking normally.”
"Just like how I asked you, have you eaten?”
"If you put the stress on the last word 'ma', it would make you feel very uncomfortable.”
"So that's how it is!" Deng Ziqi suddenly understood.
"Wouldn't I have understood if you had said so earlier? "
Ah, I'm sorry, teacher. I was too stupid and didn't understand your teachings.”
Wu Guangren ignored him and looked at Su Meng in surprise.
"I underestimated you."
"But the suona and piano... hehe..."
He ended his speech with a "hehe" and turned to Jian Mingcheng.
"Mingcheng, do a little too. Let me see if you've improved recently.”
His attitude made many netizens in the live broadcast room frown.
Many netizens still had a good impression of Deng Ziqi.
This time, it was Su Meng's fault that he came to destroy the place, but Deng Ziqi's attitude was still not bad.
But from the looks of it, she didn't even take this celebrity seriously?
He had an arrogant look on his face.
Although it was said to be an exchange, after watching for a long time, wasn't he still teaching his own students?
This was too infuriating!
Jian
Mingcheng also sat down in front of the piano and played a piece.
In fact, to ordinary people, the quality of their performance skills was not something that ordinary people could tell.
On the contrary, because Deng Ziqi was good-looking, everyone felt that she played better.
Hmm…I'm just a good-looking person. There's nothing wrong with that!
After the song was played, Wu Guangren commented on it as usual and then continued.
"Alright, let's end today's exchange activity here. We're evenly matched.”
"Everyone, get ready for class."
F * ck!
Su Meng was instantly unhappy. I'm standing here alone, so you didn't see me, did you?
"Director Wu, since I'm the one who came to cause trouble, shouldn't you arrange for someone to communicate with me?”
"You?" Wu Guangren didn't even look up.
"We don't have anyone who can play the suona here. We only have people who can play the piano.”
"You've come to the wrong place."
"Hehe..." Meng Meng smiled meaningfully and said lightly.
"What if I can play the piano?”
Hmm? Everyone cast their puzzled gazes over.
You can play the piano?
You're just an old-fashioned suona craftsman, and you say you know how to play the piano?
Wu Guangren raised his eyes and glanced at him. He was still calm.
"The piano and the suona are two different things. Young man, aren't you
…" Su Meng interrupted him.
"Aren't they all loud? Aren't they all musical instruments?"
"Other than the different playing styles, how many other differences are there?”
Wu Guangren snorted and said lightly.
"Young man, you won't cry until you see the coffin.”
He glanced at the students again.
"Freshmen, who's willing to come out and have an exchange?”
The classroom fell silent.
A moment later, a dissatisfied voice suddenly sounded.
"Teacher, are you insulting us?”
His words seemed to ignite the atmosphere at the scene.
Many people started to clamor.
Wu Guangren glanced at them and said lightly.
"Lu Liqun, stand up!"
The crowd fell silent. A student stood up timidly.
"He's not very capable, but he has a bad temper.”
"If I remember correctly, in the last exam, your specialization was ranked third from the bottom, right?”
The student nodded, but said unwillingly.
"Teacher Wu, although the professional class is average, but that also depends on who you are competing with."”
"If you want me to compete with this young hunk, I'll give him a hand, okay?”
"Oh." Wu Guangren said lightly.
"Since that's the case, then come on.”
"Alright, it's time for me to regain my confidence after being hit by my classmates every day.”
The student immediately became proud and walked over from the crowd.
Su Meng sighed helplessly, patted his shoulder, and stuffed a pack of tissues into his hand.
"This student, it seems that your position in the teacher's heart is really not very good.”
"You're the first person I think of when I'm bullied.”
？？？
A few big question marks suddenly floated above the student's head.
Not only him, but countless question marks also floated up in the live broadcast room.
“？？？Did I hear wrongly? Master Su said he knows how to play the piano?"
"What? Didn't you hear what he said? The piano and the suona were the same. How were they the same?”
"I understand now. Master Su is preparing to release the piano version of 'The Grand Funeral'!”
"Pfft…How about the piano version of 'The Grand Funeral?”
"555…I finally get to see my brother play the piano. No matter how good he is, it's over as long as he's handsome!”
"As the former leader of Boss 'fan club, I officially give the order: Wake up, the sleeping President Ba's fan club!”
Su
Meng slowly sat in front of the piano and said lightly.
"Some time ago, I went to the countryside to play the suona for free work. I saw a few wild beehives and many wild bees flying.”
"That's why I had a feeling and wrote a song called 'Dancing Wild Bees'. Please enlighten me!”
？？？When, when, when, and when can I write a piano piece for a low?
What was the relationship between the two? How did your brain work?
Everyone was stunned, but before they could figure it out, Su Meng suddenly moved.
An afterimage appeared on the black and white keys. It was actually caused by the speed of his hand.
Thump, thump, thump... An urgent and cheerful melody suddenly sounded in the live broadcast room.
On the keyboard, there seemed to be dozens of wild bees flying…No, they were not wild bees, but Su Meng's fingers.
Fei, fei, fei, fei. His fingers moved, leaving afterimages behind.
The dazzling playing speed and the gorgeous and rapid melody stunned everyone.
Deng Ziqi stared fixedly at the keyboard. Her goldfish mouth was so wide open that it almost turned into a whale's mouth, but she didn't notice it.
Wu Guangren was still sitting on the chair, but his face was full of shock.
Almost everyone in the classroom gasped and stood up subconsciously.
He stared at Su Meng's hand.
This was…a human hand?
In the live broadcast room, all the bullet comments instantly went silent. Everyone stared at the screen in a daze, completely dumbfounded
…
This song,"Dancing Wild Bee," didn't last long. It only lasted for a minute or so.
Su Meng quickly finished his performance and smiled at Wu Guangren.
"Teacher Wu, do you have any comments? Teacher Wu? Teacher Wu?"
Wu Guangren suddenly regained his senses.
She stood up subconsciously. The way she looked at Su Meng had completely changed.
"You…you can play the piano?”
"How fresh." Su Meng curled his lips in disdain.
"Who can't learn this?”
"It's just that it's too expensive. Otherwise, the suona team would be worried that the piano would steal the job.”
"Ah, Su Meng, you can play the piano? And you play so well?"
Deng Ziqi only reacted at this moment. She rushed over and grabbed Su Meng's shoulder, shaking him with all her might.
Her face was flushed with excitement, and she was so excited that she was incoherent.
"It's falling off, it's falling off. My head is about to fall off.”Su Meng was so shaken that his head was in a daze. He hurriedly pushed her away.
Then, he smiled at Wu Guangren.
"Teacher Wu, do you have any comments?”
I…comment? Wu Guangren was stunned.
…At
this moment, the live broadcast room had completely exploded.
"F * ck! F * ck, f * ck, f * ck! I don't know what else to say.”
"Handsome! He was so handsome! Su Meng is actually so fierce?"
"Not fierce, but fast! Su Meng is so fast!"
"Su Meng can play the piano? And you're playing it so well?"
"55555…This is the ideal President Su, handsome, fierce, and fast!”
"What kind of technology is this? Is the piano hot?"
"I understand this piano piece. It seems like many wild bees are attacking the enemy.”
In the
lecture hall, Wu Guangren finally came back to his senses. He took a deep look at Su Meng and said slowly.
"Your piano skills…are very good!”
"This song…is very good!”
"However, there are more elements to showing off. The greatest difficulty lies in speed and the continuous and dense switching of the half-tone.”
"Although it looks fancy and scary.”
"However, the melody itself is quite repetitive. After a long period of practice, you can still master it.”
"Since you're here for an exchange, how many teachers in our department
…" Su Meng suddenly interrupted him and smiled.
"Teacher Wu, since you're not satisfied with this song, I've written another song. Can you help me comment on it?”
There was more?
Everyone was shocked.
Not only do you have such heaven-defying piano skills, but you also know how to write your own songs?
If one song isn't enough, there's more?
Su Meng let out a long sigh, a nostalgic expression on his face.
"As everyone knows, I once played the suona in the countryside to take on a free job and send some deceased people on their last journey.”
"This kind of thing is not unfamiliar to everyone. It's called…sending off the dead!”
"So, when I was sending people off the last time, I wrote a piano piece on a whim.”
"It's called…[Bell]!"
"Now, I will give this 'Bell' to everyone!”
？？？？
Countless people were stunned. A bunch of question marks slowly floated up.
All of your songs were inspired by free work?
Could it be that the greatest source of inspiration for artistic creation was doing white work?
Then when I can't write songs, can I go to the mourning hall and play the suona?
Then, when I can't find my performance state, can I go to the mourning hall and cry for a while?
Then, when I can't write a novel, can I write a eulogy for the dead?
Many people fell into deep thought.
But in the lecture hall, everyone was in a bad mood.
It was as if a cold wind had blown past.
Giving us this 'Bell' song?
Are you going to give us…a clock? Taking on Free Work Is the Greatest Source of Art Creation?
Hehe: (onomatopoeic) to describe laughter. He laughed.
---From the Chinese language of Du Niang.
As everyone knew, the Chinese language was broad and profound.
With the development of the internet, idiotic netizens had developed the Chinese language to an unimaginable level.
"Hehe" was originally just an ordinary adjective for laughter.
However, unknowingly, it had gradually evolved into 'meaningful', becoming synonymous with mockery and contempt.
Seeing it, some people felt dejected, some people suffered internal injuries, and some people flipped the table…
like now.
Duan Jiangping,[Boss, I'm really not messing around.]
Sister Qin: "Hehe…"
Duan Jiangping: "Su Meng said that he can definitely handle it. I believe him."
Sister Qin: Hehe…
Duan Jiangping: …I'll kneel on durians tonight.
Sister Qin: "Haha…
"
"Haha…"
With these two chuckles, Deng Ziqi's face suddenly turned red.
He cursed Su Meng to death in his heart.
This old lady was really blinded by pig oil to accompany you to fool around.
But now that things had come to this, he could only bite the bullet.
Or else, when Su Meng's suona went up on the wall…a group of artists would hug their heads and cry?
F * ck, this scene was too beautiful to watch!
"Teachers, I'm really sorry.”
"The main thing is…my piano progress has been slow over the years, so I would like to ask the teachers to give me some pointers.”
"Um…why don't I play a short piece first, and the teachers can comment on it?”
Wu Guangren looked at her and said meaningfully.
"Hehe, you sure are protective.”
"Alright, since you're here, it would seem like our piano department doesn't know how to treat guests if we let you go back empty-handed.”
"Jian Mingcheng!"
"Teacher Wu, I'm here!" A male student stood up and said respectfully.
Wu Guangren casually said,
"You're also one of the participants in this exchange event with Berkley.”
"Yes, Teacher." The male student walked out with an indifferent expression.
He reached out his hand and made a gesture of "please" as he said indifferently.
"Teacher Deng, you are a guest. Please go first.”
Now that things had come to this, Deng Ziqi was helpless.
He slowly sat down in front of the piano and placed his ten fingers on the keys. He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.
His ten fingers danced and danced rapidly on the keys.
A beautiful melody slowly flowed out.
This was a classical piece of music that was very popular in this world.
It had to be said that as a professional musician, Deng Ziqi did not live up to her reputation.
His piano skills were also pretty good.
Even many of the teachers and students present were surprised.
It seemed to be better than he had imagined.
In the
live broadcast room, there were already praises everywhere.
"Ziqi is really a treasure singer. Her singing is so good and she plays the piano so well?"”
"I love you. I only knew that Ziqi could play the piano. I didn't expect her to play so well.”
"I finally understand. I was wondering why Su Meng dared to come to the piano department to cause trouble. So it turns out that he has so much confidence in Deng Ziqi?”
"Please, this is the piano department of the Capital Music Academy! Deng Ziqi played quite well in Singer. "
According to my understanding of Master Su, he definitely won't bet on Deng Ziqi. He still has to rely on his own suona!”
"The more happy you are now, the more sad you will cry later. When the suona is played, cry for me and don't accept any rebuttal!”
"The auction has started. Guess if it's 'The Great Funeral' or 'Westbound Road of Peace?”
"Suona versus piano, interesting.”
Wu
Guangren nodded slightly.
"Not bad, not bad."
"But playing the piano requires calmness and devotion.”
"You were distracted and too nervous just now. You still need to adjust your mentality.”
Deng Ziqi quickly stood up and bowed respectfully.
"Thank you for your guidance, teacher."
Wu Guangren nodded and turned to Jian Mingcheng.
"Mingcheng, let me test you. Was there any technical problem with the part just now?”
Jian Mingcheng thought for a moment and said.
"I heard six questions.”
"First, the harmony and color combination is not full enough.”
"The second is during the variation..."
"The third... the fourth... the fifth... the sixth..."
A long list of technical terms came out of his mouth, causing the netizens in the live broadcast room to be stunned.
Why do I understand every word of yours, but I don't understand it when you put it together?
Wu Guangren nodded with a trace of relief on his face.
"Not bad, your foundation is very solid. You can see most of the problems.”
In addition, the ending tone was still somewhat inappropriate, and the emotional expression was out of control.”
"You will occasionally make the same mistake.”
Good teacher, you must study hard.”Jian Mingcheng didn't know if he really understood, but he immediately agreed.
Deng Ziqi was confused.
Many netizens in the live broadcast room were the same.
Why did these words sound more and more like a 'unshake'? He even expressed his emotions?
Has your piano become a fine one?
Su
Meng, who had been ignored for a long time, suddenly chuckled and interrupted.
"Ziqi, did you not understand?”
"This thing is actually the same principle as playing the suona. It's not much different from talking normally.”
"Just like how I asked you, have you eaten?”
"If you put the stress on the last word 'ma', it would make you feel very uncomfortable.”
"So that's how it is!" Deng Ziqi suddenly understood.
"Wouldn't I have understood if you had said so earlier? "
Ah, I'm sorry, teacher. I was too stupid and didn't understand your teachings.”
Wu Guangren ignored him and looked at Su Meng in surprise.
"I underestimated you."
"But the suona and piano... hehe..."
He ended his speech with a "hehe" and turned to Jian Mingcheng.
"Mingcheng, do a little too. Let me see if you've improved recently.”
His attitude made many netizens in the live broadcast room frown.
Many netizens still had a good impression of Deng Ziqi.
This time, it was Su Meng's fault that he came to destroy the place, but Deng Ziqi's attitude was still not bad.
But from the looks of it, she didn't even take this celebrity seriously?
He had an arrogant look on his face.
Although it was said to be an exchange, after watching for a long time, wasn't he still teaching his own students?
This was too infuriating!
Jian
Mingcheng also sat down in front of the piano and played a piece.
In fact, to ordinary people, the quality of their performance skills was not something that ordinary people could tell.
On the contrary, because Deng Ziqi was good-looking, everyone felt that she played better.
Hmm…I'm just a good-looking person. There's nothing wrong with that!
After the song was played, Wu Guangren commented on it as usual and then continued.
"Alright, let's end today's exchange activity here. We're evenly matched.”
"Everyone, get ready for class."
F * ck!
Su Meng was instantly unhappy. I'm standing here alone, so you didn't see me, did you?
"Director Wu, since I'm the one who came to cause trouble, shouldn't you arrange for someone to communicate with me?”
"You?" Wu Guangren didn't even look up.
"We don't have anyone who can play the suona here. We only have people who can play the piano.”
"You've come to the wrong place."
"Hehe..." Meng Meng smiled meaningfully and said lightly.
"What if I can play the piano?”
Hmm? Everyone cast their puzzled gazes over.
You can play the piano?
You're just an old-fashioned suona craftsman, and you say you know how to play the piano?
Wu Guangren raised his eyes and glanced at him. He was still calm.
"The piano and the suona are two different things. Young man, aren't you
…" Su Meng interrupted him.
"Aren't they all loud? Aren't they all musical instruments?"
"Other than the different playing styles, how many other differences are there?”
Wu Guangren snorted and said lightly.
"Young man, you won't cry until you see the coffin.”
He glanced at the students again.
"Freshmen, who's willing to come out and have an exchange?”
The classroom fell silent.
A moment later, a dissatisfied voice suddenly sounded.
"Teacher, are you insulting us?”
His words seemed to ignite the atmosphere at the scene.
Many people started to clamor.
Wu Guangren glanced at them and said lightly.
"Lu Liqun, stand up!"
The crowd fell silent. A student stood up timidly.
"He's not very capable, but he has a bad temper.”
"If I remember correctly, in the last exam, your specialization was ranked third from the bottom, right?”
The student nodded, but said unwillingly.
"Teacher Wu, although the professional class is average, but that also depends on who you are competing with."”
"If you want me to compete with this young hunk, I'll give him a hand, okay?”
"Oh." Wu Guangren said lightly.
"Since that's the case, then come on.”
"Alright, it's time for me to regain my confidence after being hit by my classmates every day.”
The student immediately became proud and walked over from the crowd.
Su Meng sighed helplessly, patted his shoulder, and stuffed a pack of tissues into his hand.
"This student, it seems that your position in the teacher's heart is really not very good.”
"You're the first person I think of when I'm bullied.”
？？？
A few big question marks suddenly floated above the student's head.
Not only him, but countless question marks also floated up in the live broadcast room.
“？？？Did I hear wrongly? Master Su said he knows how to play the piano?"
"What? Didn't you hear what he said? The piano and the suona were the same. How were they the same?”
"I understand now. Master Su is preparing to release the piano version of 'The Grand Funeral'!”
"Pfft…How about the piano version of 'The Grand Funeral?”
"555…I finally get to see my brother play the piano. No matter how good he is, it's over as long as he's handsome!”
"As the former leader of Boss 'fan club, I officially give the order: Wake up, the sleeping President Ba's fan club!”
Su
Meng slowly sat in front of the piano and said lightly.
"Some time ago, I went to the countryside to play the suona for free work. I saw a few wild beehives and many wild bees flying.”
"That's why I had a feeling and wrote a song called 'Dancing Wild Bees'. Please enlighten me!”
？？？When, when, when, and when can I write a piano piece for a low?
What was the relationship between the two? How did your brain work?
Everyone was stunned, but before they could figure it out, Su Meng suddenly moved.
An afterimage appeared on the black and white keys. It was actually caused by the speed of his hand.
Thump, thump, thump... An urgent and cheerful melody suddenly sounded in the live broadcast room.
On the keyboard, there seemed to be dozens of wild bees flying…No, they were not wild bees, but Su Meng's fingers.
Fei, fei, fei, fei. His fingers moved, leaving afterimages behind.
The dazzling playing speed and the gorgeous and rapid melody stunned everyone.
Deng Ziqi stared fixedly at the keyboard. Her goldfish mouth was so wide open that it almost turned into a whale's mouth, but she didn't notice it.
Wu Guangren was still sitting on the chair, but his face was full of shock.
Almost everyone in the classroom gasped and stood up subconsciously.
He stared at Su Meng's hand.
This was…a human hand?
In the live broadcast room, all the bullet comments instantly went silent. Everyone stared at the screen in a daze, completely dumbfounded
…
This song,"Dancing Wild Bee," didn't last long. It only lasted for a minute or so.
Su Meng quickly finished his performance and smiled at Wu Guangren.
"Teacher Wu, do you have any comments? Teacher Wu? Teacher Wu?"
Wu Guangren suddenly regained his senses.
She stood up subconsciously. The way she looked at Su Meng had completely changed.
"You…you can play the piano?”
"How fresh." Su Meng curled his lips in disdain.
"Who can't learn this?”
"It's just that it's too expensive. Otherwise, the suona team would be worried that the piano would steal the job.”
"Ah, Su Meng, you can play the piano? And you play so well?"
Deng Ziqi only reacted at this moment. She rushed over and grabbed Su Meng's shoulder, shaking him with all her might.
Her face was flushed with excitement, and she was so excited that she was incoherent.
"It's falling off, it's falling off. My head is about to fall off.”Su Meng was so shaken that his head was in a daze. He hurriedly pushed her away.
Then, he smiled at Wu Guangren.
"Teacher Wu, do you have any comments?”
I…comment? Wu Guangren was stunned.
…At
this moment, the live broadcast room had completely exploded.
"F * ck! F * ck, f * ck, f * ck! I don't know what else to say.”
"Handsome! He was so handsome! Su Meng is actually so fierce?"
"Not fierce, but fast! Su Meng is so fast!"
"Su Meng can play the piano? And you're playing it so well?"
"55555…This is the ideal President Su, handsome, fierce, and fast!”
"What kind of technology is this? Is the piano hot?"
"I understand this piano piece. It seems like many wild bees are attacking the enemy.”
In the
lecture hall, Wu Guangren finally came back to his senses. He took a deep look at Su Meng and said slowly.
"Your piano skills…are very good!”
"This song…is very good!”
"However, there are more elements to showing off. The greatest difficulty lies in speed and the continuous and dense switching of the half-tone.”
"Although it looks fancy and scary.”
"However, the melody itself is quite repetitive. After a long period of practice, you can still master it.”
"Since you're here for an exchange, how many teachers in our department
…" Su Meng suddenly interrupted him and smiled.
"Teacher Wu, since you're not satisfied with this song, I've written another song. Can you help me comment on it?”
There was more?
Everyone was shocked.
Not only do you have such heaven-defying piano skills, but you also know how to write your own songs?
If one song isn't enough, there's more?
Su Meng let out a long sigh, a nostalgic expression on his face.
"As everyone knows, I once played the suona in the countryside to take on a free job and send some deceased people on their last journey.”
"This kind of thing is not unfamiliar to everyone. It's called…sending off the dead!”
"So, when I was sending people off the last time, I wrote a piano piece on a whim.”
"It's called…[Bell]!"
"Now, I will give this 'Bell' to everyone!”
？？？？
Countless people were stunned. A bunch of question marks slowly floated up.
All of your songs were inspired by free work?
Could it be that the greatest source of inspiration for artistic creation was doing white work?
Then when I can't write songs, can I go to the mourning hall and play the suona?
Then, when I can't find my performance state, can I go to the mourning hall and cry for a while?
Then, when I can't write a novel, can I write a eulogy for the dead?
Many people fell into deep thought.
But in the lecture hall, everyone was in a bad mood.
It was as if a cold wind had blown past.
Giving us this 'Bell' song?
Are you going to give us…a clock? Taking on Free Work Is the Greatest Source of Art Creation?
Hehe: (onomatopoeic) to describe laughter. He laughed.
---From the Chinese language of Du Niang.
As everyone knew, the Chinese language was broad and profound.
With the development of the internet, idiotic netizens had developed the Chinese language to an unimaginable level.
"Hehe" was originally just an ordinary adjective for laughter.
However, unknowingly, it had gradually evolved into 'meaningful', becoming synonymous with mockery and contempt.
Seeing it, some people felt dejected, some people suffered internal injuries, and some people flipped the table…
like now.
Duan Jiangping,[Boss, I'm really not messing around.]
Sister Qin: "Hehe…"
Duan Jiangping: "Su Meng said that he can definitely handle it. I believe him."
Sister Qin: Hehe…
Duan Jiangping: …I'll kneel on durians tonight.
Sister Qin: "Haha…
"
"Haha…"
With these two chuckles, Deng Ziqi's face suddenly turned red.
He cursed Su Meng to death in his heart.
This old lady was really blinded by pig oil to accompany you to fool around.
But now that things had come to this, he could only bite the bullet.
Or else, when Su Meng's suona went up on the wall…a group of artists would hug their heads and cry?
F * ck, this scene was too beautiful to watch!
"Teachers, I'm really sorry.”
"The main thing is…my piano progress has been slow over the years, so I would like to ask the teachers to give me some pointers.”
"Um…why don't I play a short piece first, and the teachers can comment on it?”
Wu Guangren looked at her and said meaningfully.
"Hehe, you sure are protective.”
"Alright, since you're here, it would seem like our piano department doesn't know how to treat guests if we let you go back empty-handed.”
"Jian Mingcheng!"
"Teacher Wu, I'm here!" A male student stood up and said respectfully.
Wu Guangren casually said,
"You're also one of the participants in this exchange event with Berkley.”
"Yes, Teacher." The male student walked out with an indifferent expression.
He reached out his hand and made a gesture of "please" as he said indifferently.
"Teacher Deng, you are a guest. Please go first.”
Now that things had come to this, Deng Ziqi was helpless.
He slowly sat down in front of the piano and placed his ten fingers on the keys. He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.
His ten fingers danced and danced rapidly on the keys.
A beautiful melody slowly flowed out.
This was a classical piece of music that was very popular in this world.
It had to be said that as a professional musician, Deng Ziqi did not live up to her reputation.
His piano skills were also pretty good.
Even many of the teachers and students present were surprised.
It seemed to be better than he had imagined.
In the
live broadcast room, there were already praises everywhere.
"Ziqi is really a treasure singer. Her singing is so good and she plays the piano so well?"”
"I love you. I only knew that Ziqi could play the piano. I didn't expect her to play so well.”
"I finally understand. I was wondering why Su Meng dared to come to the piano department to cause trouble. So it turns out that he has so much confidence in Deng Ziqi?”
"Please, this is the piano department of the Capital Music Academy! Deng Ziqi played quite well in Singer. "
According to my understanding of Master Su, he definitely won't bet on Deng Ziqi. He still has to rely on his own suona!”
"The more happy you are now, the more sad you will cry later. When the suona is played, cry for me and don't accept any rebuttal!”
"The auction has started. Guess if it's 'The Great Funeral' or 'Westbound Road of Peace?”
"Suona versus piano, interesting.”
Wu
Guangren nodded slightly.
"Not bad, not bad."
"But playing the piano requires calmness and devotion.”
"You were distracted and too nervous just now. You still need to adjust your mentality.”
Deng Ziqi quickly stood up and bowed respectfully.
"Thank you for your guidance, teacher."
Wu Guangren nodded and turned to Jian Mingcheng.
"Mingcheng, let me test you. Was there any technical problem with the part just now?”
Jian Mingcheng thought for a moment and said.
"I heard six questions.”
"First, the harmony and color combination is not full enough.”
"The second is during the variation..."
"The third... the fourth... the fifth... the sixth..."
A long list of technical terms came out of his mouth, causing the netizens in the live broadcast room to be stunned.
Why do I understand every word of yours, but I don't understand it when you put it together?
Wu Guangren nodded with a trace of relief on his face.
"Not bad, your foundation is very solid. You can see most of the problems.”
In addition, the ending tone was still somewhat inappropriate, and the emotional expression was out of control.”
"You will occasionally make the same mistake.”
Good teacher, you must study hard.”Jian Mingcheng didn't know if he really understood, but he immediately agreed.
Deng Ziqi was confused.
Many netizens in the live broadcast room were the same.
Why did these words sound more and more like a 'unshake'? He even expressed his emotions?
Has your piano become a fine one?
Su
Meng, who had been ignored for a long time, suddenly chuckled and interrupted.
"Ziqi, did you not understand?”
"This thing is actually the same principle as playing the suona. It's not much different from talking normally.”
"Just like how I asked you, have you eaten?”
"If you put the stress on the last word 'ma', it would make you feel very uncomfortable.”
"So that's how it is!" Deng Ziqi suddenly understood.
"Wouldn't I have understood if you had said so earlier? "
Ah, I'm sorry, teacher. I was too stupid and didn't understand your teachings.”
Wu Guangren ignored him and looked at Su Meng in surprise.
"I underestimated you."
"But the suona and piano... hehe..."
He ended his speech with a "hehe" and turned to Jian Mingcheng.
"Mingcheng, do a little too. Let me see if you've improved recently.”
His attitude made many netizens in the live broadcast room frown.
Many netizens still had a good impression of Deng Ziqi.
This time, it was Su Meng's fault that he came to destroy the place, but Deng Ziqi's attitude was still not bad.
But from the looks of it, she didn't even take this celebrity seriously?
He had an arrogant look on his face.
Although it was said to be an exchange, after watching for a long time, wasn't he still teaching his own students?
This was too infuriating!
Jian
Mingcheng also sat down in front of the piano and played a piece.
In fact, to ordinary people, the quality of their performance skills was not something that ordinary people could tell.
On the contrary, because Deng Ziqi was good-looking, everyone felt that she played better.
Hmm…I'm just a good-looking person. There's nothing wrong with that!
After the song was played, Wu Guangren commented on it as usual and then continued.
"Alright, let's end today's exchange activity here. We're evenly matched.”
"Everyone, get ready for class."
F * ck!
Su Meng was instantly unhappy. I'm standing here alone, so you didn't see me, did you?
"Director Wu, since I'm the one who came to cause trouble, shouldn't you arrange for someone to communicate with me?”
"You?" Wu Guangren didn't even look up.
"We don't have anyone who can play the suona here. We only have people who can play the piano.”
"You've come to the wrong place."
"Hehe..." Meng Meng smiled meaningfully and said lightly.
"What if I can play the piano?”
Hmm? Everyone cast their puzzled gazes over.
You can play the piano?
You're just an old-fashioned suona craftsman, and you say you know how to play the piano?
Wu Guangren raised his eyes and glanced at him. He was still calm.
"The piano and the suona are two different things. Young man, aren't you
…" Su Meng interrupted him.
"Aren't they all loud? Aren't they all musical instruments?"
"Other than the different playing styles, how many other differences are there?”
Wu Guangren snorted and said lightly.
"Young man, you won't cry until you see the coffin.”
He glanced at the students again.
"Freshmen, who's willing to come out and have an exchange?”
The classroom fell silent.
A moment later, a dissatisfied voice suddenly sounded.
"Teacher, are you insulting us?”
His words seemed to ignite the atmosphere at the scene.
Many people started to clamor.
Wu Guangren glanced at them and said lightly.
"Lu Liqun, stand up!"
The crowd fell silent. A student stood up timidly.
"He's not very capable, but he has a bad temper.”
"If I remember correctly, in the last exam, your specialization was ranked third from the bottom, right?”
The student nodded, but said unwillingly.
"Teacher Wu, although the professional class is average, but that also depends on who you are competing with."”
"If you want me to compete with this young hunk, I'll give him a hand, okay?”
"Oh." Wu Guangren said lightly.
"Since that's the case, then come on.”
"Alright, it's time for me to regain my confidence after being hit by my classmates every day.”
The student immediately became proud and walked over from the crowd.
Su Meng sighed helplessly, patted his shoulder, and stuffed a pack of tissues into his hand.
"This student, it seems that your position in the teacher's heart is really not very good.”
"You're the first person I think of when I'm bullied.”
？？？
A few big question marks suddenly floated above the student's head.
Not only him, but countless question marks also floated up in the live broadcast room.
“？？？Did I hear wrongly? Master Su said he knows how to play the piano?"
"What? Didn't you hear what he said? The piano and the suona were the same. How were they the same?”
"I understand now. Master Su is preparing to release the piano version of 'The Grand Funeral'!”
"Pfft…How about the piano version of 'The Grand Funeral?”
"555…I finally get to see my brother play the piano. No matter how good he is, it's over as long as he's handsome!”
"As the former leader of Boss 'fan club, I officially give the order: Wake up, the sleeping President Ba's fan club!”
Su
Meng slowly sat in front of the piano and said lightly.
"Some time ago, I went to the countryside to play the suona for free work. I saw a few wild beehives and many wild bees flying.”
"That's why I had a feeling and wrote a song called 'Dancing Wild Bees'. Please enlighten me!”
？？？When, when, when, and when can I write a piano piece for a low?
What was the relationship between the two? How did your brain work?
Everyone was stunned, but before they could figure it out, Su Meng suddenly moved.
An afterimage appeared on the black and white keys. It was actually caused by the speed of his hand.
Thump, thump, thump... An urgent and cheerful melody suddenly sounded in the live broadcast room.
On the keyboard, there seemed to be dozens of wild bees flying…No, they were not wild bees, but Su Meng's fingers.
Fei, fei, fei, fei. His fingers moved, leaving afterimages behind.
The dazzling playing speed and the gorgeous and rapid melody stunned everyone.
Deng Ziqi stared fixedly at the keyboard. Her goldfish mouth was so wide open that it almost turned into a whale's mouth, but she didn't notice it.
Wu Guangren was still sitting on the chair, but his face was full of shock.
Almost everyone in the classroom gasped and stood up subconsciously.
He stared at Su Meng's hand.
This was…a human hand?
In the live broadcast room, all the bullet comments instantly went silent. Everyone stared at the screen in a daze, completely dumbfounded
…
This song,"Dancing Wild Bee," didn't last long. It only lasted for a minute or so.
Su Meng quickly finished his performance and smiled at Wu Guangren.
"Teacher Wu, do you have any comments? Teacher Wu? Teacher Wu?"
Wu Guangren suddenly regained his senses.
She stood up subconsciously. The way she looked at Su Meng had completely changed.
"You…you can play the piano?”
"How fresh." Su Meng curled his lips in disdain.
"Who can't learn this?”
"It's just that it's too expensive. Otherwise, the suona team would be worried that the piano would steal the job.”
"Ah, Su Meng, you can play the piano? And you play so well?"
Deng Ziqi only reacted at this moment. She rushed over and grabbed Su Meng's shoulder, shaking him with all her might.
Her face was flushed with excitement, and she was so excited that she was incoherent.
"It's falling off, it's falling off. My head is about to fall off.”Su Meng was so shaken that his head was in a daze. He hurriedly pushed her away.
Then, he smiled at Wu Guangren.
"Teacher Wu, do you have any comments?”
I…comment? Wu Guangren was stunned.
…At
this moment, the live broadcast room had completely exploded.
"F * ck! F * ck, f * ck, f * ck! I don't know what else to say.”
"Handsome! He was so handsome! Su Meng is actually so fierce?"
"Not fierce, but fast! Su Meng is so fast!"
"Su Meng can play the piano? And you're playing it so well?"
"55555…This is the ideal President Su, handsome, fierce, and fast!”
"What kind of technology is this? Is the piano hot?"
"I understand this piano piece. It seems like many wild bees are attacking the enemy.”
In the
lecture hall, Wu Guangren finally came back to his senses. He took a deep look at Su Meng and said slowly.
"Your piano skills…are very good!”
"This song…is very good!”
"However, there are more elements to showing off. The greatest difficulty lies in speed and the continuous and dense switching of the half-tone.”
"Although it looks fancy and scary.”
"However, the melody itself is quite repetitive. After a long period of practice, you can still master it.”
"Since you're here for an exchange, how many teachers in our department
…" Su Meng suddenly interrupted him and smiled.
"Teacher Wu, since you're not satisfied with this song, I've written another song. Can you help me comment on it?”
There was more?
Everyone was shocked.
Not only do you have such heaven-defying piano skills, but you also know how to write your own songs?
If one song isn't enough, there's more?
Su Meng let out a long sigh, a nostalgic expression on his face.
"As everyone knows, I once played the suona in the countryside to take on a free job and send some deceased people on their last journey.”
"This kind of thing is not unfamiliar to everyone. It's called…sending off the dead!”
"So, when I was sending people off the last time, I wrote a piano piece on a whim.”
"It's called…[Bell]!"
"Now, I will give this 'Bell' to everyone!”
？？？？
Countless people were stunned. A bunch of question marks slowly floated up.
All of your songs were inspired by free work?
Could it be that the greatest source of inspiration for artistic creation was doing white work?
Then when I can't write songs, can I go to the mourning hall and play the suona?
Then, when I can't find my performance state, can I go to the mourning hall and cry for a while?
Then, when I can't write a novel, can I write a eulogy for the dead?
Many people fell into deep thought.
But in the lecture hall, everyone was in a bad mood.
It was as if a cold wind had blown past.
Giving us this 'Bell' song?
Are you going to give us…a clock? Taking on Free Work Is the Greatest Source of Art Creation?
Hehe: (onomatopoeic) to describe laughter. He laughed.
---From the Chinese language of Du Niang.
As everyone knew, the Chinese language was broad and profound.
With the development of the internet, idiotic netizens had developed the Chinese language to an unimaginable level.
"Hehe" was originally just an ordinary adjective for laughter.
However, unknowingly, it had gradually evolved into 'meaningful', becoming synonymous with mockery and contempt.
Seeing it, some people felt dejected, some people suffered internal injuries, and some people flipped the table…
like now.
Duan Jiangping,[Boss, I'm really not messing around.]
Sister Qin: "Hehe…"
Duan Jiangping: "Su Meng said that he can definitely handle it. I believe him."
Sister Qin: Hehe…
Duan Jiangping: …I'll kneel on durians tonight.
Sister Qin: "Haha…
"
"Haha…"
With these two chuckles, Deng Ziqi's face suddenly turned red.
He cursed Su Meng to death in his heart.
This old lady was really blinded by pig oil to accompany you to fool around.
But now that things had come to this, he could only bite the bullet.
Or else, when Su Meng's suona went up on the wall…a group of artists would hug their heads and cry?
F * ck, this scene was too beautiful to watch!
"Teachers, I'm really sorry.”
"The main thing is…my piano progress has been slow over the years, so I would like to ask the teachers to give me some pointers.”
"Um…why don't I play a short piece first, and the teachers can comment on it?”
Wu Guangren looked at her and said meaningfully.
"Hehe, you sure are protective.”
"Alright, since you're here, it would seem like our piano department doesn't know how to treat guests if we let you go back empty-handed.”
"Jian Mingcheng!"
"Teacher Wu, I'm here!" A male student stood up and said respectfully.
Wu Guangren casually said,
"You're also one of the participants in this exchange event with Berkley.”
"Yes, Teacher." The male student walked out with an indifferent expression.
He reached out his hand and made a gesture of "please" as he said indifferently.
"Teacher Deng, you are a guest. Please go first.”
Now that things had come to this, Deng Ziqi was helpless.
He slowly sat down in front of the piano and placed his ten fingers on the keys. He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.
His ten fingers danced and danced rapidly on the keys.
A beautiful melody slowly flowed out.
This was a classical piece of music that was very popular in this world.
It had to be said that as a professional musician, Deng Ziqi did not live up to her reputation.
His piano skills were also pretty good.
Even many of the teachers and students present were surprised.
It seemed to be better than he had imagined.
In the
live broadcast room, there were already praises everywhere.
"Ziqi is really a treasure singer. Her singing is so good and she plays the piano so well?"”
"I love you. I only knew that Ziqi could play the piano. I didn't expect her to play so well.”
"I finally understand. I was wondering why Su Meng dared to come to the piano department to cause trouble. So it turns out that he has so much confidence in Deng Ziqi?”
"Please, this is the piano department of the Capital Music Academy! Deng Ziqi played quite well in Singer. "
According to my understanding of Master Su, he definitely won't bet on Deng Ziqi. He still has to rely on his own suona!”
"The more happy you are now, the more sad you will cry later. When the suona is played, cry for me and don't accept any rebuttal!”
"The auction has started. Guess if it's 'The Great Funeral' or 'Westbound Road of Peace?”
"Suona versus piano, interesting.”
Wu
Guangren nodded slightly.
"Not bad, not bad."
"But playing the piano requires calmness and devotion.”
"You were distracted and too nervous just now. You still need to adjust your mentality.”
Deng Ziqi quickly stood up and bowed respectfully.
"Thank you for your guidance, teacher."
Wu Guangren nodded and turned to Jian Mingcheng.
"Mingcheng, let me test you. Was there any technical problem with the part just now?”
Jian Mingcheng thought for a moment and said.
"I heard six questions.”
"First, the harmony and color combination is not full enough.”
"The second is during the variation..."
"The third... the fourth... the fifth... the sixth..."
A long list of technical terms came out of his mouth, causing the netizens in the live broadcast room to be stunned.
Why do I understand every word of yours, but I don't understand it when you put it together?
Wu Guangren nodded with a trace of relief on his face.
"Not bad, your foundation is very solid. You can see most of the problems.”
In addition, the ending tone was still somewhat inappropriate, and the emotional expression was out of control.”
"You will occasionally make the same mistake.”
Good teacher, you must study hard.”Jian Mingcheng didn't know if he really understood, but he immediately agreed.
Deng Ziqi was confused.
Many netizens in the live broadcast room were the same.
Why did these words sound more and more like a 'unshake'? He even expressed his emotions?
Has your piano become a fine one?
Su
Meng, who had been ignored for a long time, suddenly chuckled and interrupted.
"Ziqi, did you not understand?”
"This thing is actually the same principle as playing the suona. It's not much different from talking normally.”
"Just like how I asked you, have you eaten?”
"If you put the stress on the last word 'ma', it would make you feel very uncomfortable.”
"So that's how it is!" Deng Ziqi suddenly understood.
"Wouldn't I have understood if you had said so earlier? "
Ah, I'm sorry, teacher. I was too stupid and didn't understand your teachings.”
Wu Guangren ignored him and looked at Su Meng in surprise.
"I underestimated you."
"But the suona and piano... hehe..."
He ended his speech with a "hehe" and turned to Jian Mingcheng.
"Mingcheng, do a little too. Let me see if you've improved recently.”
His attitude made many netizens in the live broadcast room frown.
Many netizens still had a good impression of Deng Ziqi.
This time, it was Su Meng's fault that he came to destroy the place, but Deng Ziqi's attitude was still not bad.
But from the looks of it, she didn't even take this celebrity seriously?
He had an arrogant look on his face.
Although it was said to be an exchange, after watching for a long time, wasn't he still teaching his own students?
This was too infuriating!
Jian
Mingcheng also sat down in front of the piano and played a piece.
In fact, to ordinary people, the quality of their performance skills was not something that ordinary people could tell.
On the contrary, because Deng Ziqi was good-looking, everyone felt that she played better.
Hmm…I'm just a good-looking person. There's nothing wrong with that!
After the song was played, Wu Guangren commented on it as usual and then continued.
"Alright, let's end today's exchange activity here. We're evenly matched.”
"Everyone, get ready for class."
F * ck!
Su Meng was instantly unhappy. I'm standing here alone, so you didn't see me, did you?
"Director Wu, since I'm the one who came to cause trouble, shouldn't you arrange for someone to communicate with me?”
"You?" Wu Guangren didn't even look up.
"We don't have anyone who can play the suona here. We only have people who can play the piano.”
"You've come to the wrong place."
"Hehe..." Meng Meng smiled meaningfully and said lightly.
"What if I can play the piano?”
Hmm? Everyone cast their puzzled gazes over.
You can play the piano?
You're just an old-fashioned suona craftsman, and you say you know how to play the piano?
Wu Guangren raised his eyes and glanced at him. He was still calm.
"The piano and the suona are two different things. Young man, aren't you
…" Su Meng interrupted him.
"Aren't they all loud? Aren't they all musical instruments?"
"Other than the different playing styles, how many other differences are there?”
Wu Guangren snorted and said lightly.
"Young man, you won't cry until you see the coffin.”
He glanced at the students again.
"Freshmen, who's willing to come out and have an exchange?”
The classroom fell silent.
A moment later, a dissatisfied voice suddenly sounded.
"Teacher, are you insulting us?”
His words seemed to ignite the atmosphere at the scene.
Many people started to clamor.
Wu Guangren glanced at them and said lightly.
"Lu Liqun, stand up!"
The crowd fell silent. A student stood up timidly.
"He's not very capable, but he has a bad temper.”
"If I remember correctly, in the last exam, your specialization was ranked third from the bottom, right?”
The student nodded, but said unwillingly.
"Teacher Wu, although the professional class is average, but that also depends on who you are competing with."”
"If you want me to compete with this young hunk, I'll give him a hand, okay?”
"Oh." Wu Guangren said lightly.
"Since that's the case, then come on.”
"Alright, it's time for me to regain my confidence after being hit by my classmates every day.”
The student immediately became proud and walked over from the crowd.
Su Meng sighed helplessly, patted his shoulder, and stuffed a pack of tissues into his hand.
"This student, it seems that your position in the teacher's heart is really not very good.”
"You're the first person I think of when I'm bullied.”
？？？
A few big question marks suddenly floated above the student's head.
Not only him, but countless question marks also floated up in the live broadcast room.
“？？？Did I hear wrongly? Master Su said he knows how to play the piano?"
"What? Didn't you hear what he said? The piano and the suona were the same. How were they the same?”
"I understand now. Master Su is preparing to release the piano version of 'The Grand Funeral'!”
"Pfft…How about the piano version of 'The Grand Funeral?”
"555…I finally get to see my brother play the piano. No matter how good he is, it's over as long as he's handsome!”
"As the former leader of Boss 'fan club, I officially give the order: Wake up, the sleeping President Ba's fan club!”
Su
Meng slowly sat in front of the piano and said lightly.
"Some time ago, I went to the countryside to play the suona for free work. I saw a few wild beehives and many wild bees flying.”
"That's why I had a feeling and wrote a song called 'Dancing Wild Bees'. Please enlighten me!”
？？？When, when, when, and when can I write a piano piece for a low?
What was the relationship between the two? How did your brain work?
Everyone was stunned, but before they could figure it out, Su Meng suddenly moved.
An afterimage appeared on the black and white keys. It was actually caused by the speed of his hand.
Thump, thump, thump... An urgent and cheerful melody suddenly sounded in the live broadcast room.
On the keyboard, there seemed to be dozens of wild bees flying…No, they were not wild bees, but Su Meng's fingers.
Fei, fei, fei, fei. His fingers moved, leaving afterimages behind.
The dazzling playing speed and the gorgeous and rapid melody stunned everyone.
Deng Ziqi stared fixedly at the keyboard. Her goldfish mouth was so wide open that it almost turned into a whale's mouth, but she didn't notice it.
Wu Guangren was still sitting on the chair, but his face was full of shock.
Almost everyone in the classroom gasped and stood up subconsciously.
He stared at Su Meng's hand.
This was…a human hand?
In the live broadcast room, all the bullet comments instantly went silent. Everyone stared at the screen in a daze, completely dumbfounded
…
This song,"Dancing Wild Bee," didn't last long. It only lasted for a minute or so.
Su Meng quickly finished his performance and smiled at Wu Guangren.
"Teacher Wu, do you have any comments? Teacher Wu? Teacher Wu?"
Wu Guangren suddenly regained his senses.
She stood up subconsciously. The way she looked at Su Meng had completely changed.
"You…you can play the piano?”
"How fresh." Su Meng curled his lips in disdain.
"Who can't learn this?”
"It's just that it's too expensive. Otherwise, the suona team would be worried that the piano would steal the job.”
"Ah, Su Meng, you can play the piano? And you play so well?"
Deng Ziqi only reacted at this moment. She rushed over and grabbed Su Meng's shoulder, shaking him with all her might.
Her face was flushed with excitement, and she was so excited that she was incoherent.
"It's falling off, it's falling off. My head is about to fall off.”Su Meng was so shaken that his head was in a daze. He hurriedly pushed her away.
Then, he smiled at Wu Guangren.
"Teacher Wu, do you have any comments?”
I…comment? Wu Guangren was stunned.
…At
this moment, the live broadcast room had completely exploded.
"F * ck! F * ck, f * ck, f * ck! I don't know what else to say.”
"Handsome! He was so handsome! Su Meng is actually so fierce?"
"Not fierce, but fast! Su Meng is so fast!"
"Su Meng can play the piano? And you're playing it so well?"
"55555…This is the ideal President Su, handsome, fierce, and fast!”
"What kind of technology is this? Is the piano hot?"
"I understand this piano piece. It seems like many wild bees are attacking the enemy.”
In the
lecture hall, Wu Guangren finally came back to his senses. He took a deep look at Su Meng and said slowly.
"Your piano skills…are very good!”
"This song…is very good!”
"However, there are more elements to showing off. The greatest difficulty lies in speed and the continuous and dense switching of the half-tone.”
"Although it looks fancy and scary.”
"However, the melody itself is quite repetitive. After a long period of practice, you can still master it.”
"Since you're here for an exchange, how many teachers in our department
…" Su Meng suddenly interrupted him and smiled.
"Teacher Wu, since you're not satisfied with this song, I've written another song. Can you help me comment on it?”
There was more?
Everyone was shocked.
Not only do you have such heaven-defying piano skills, but you also know how to write your own songs?
If one song isn't enough, there's more?
Su Meng let out a long sigh, a nostalgic expression on his face.
"As everyone knows, I once played the suona in the countryside to take on a free job and send some deceased people on their last journey.”
"This kind of thing is not unfamiliar to everyone. It's called…sending off the dead!”
"So, when I was sending people off the last time, I wrote a piano piece on a whim.”
"It's called…[Bell]!"
"Now, I will give this 'Bell' to everyone!”
？？？？
Countless people were stunned. A bunch of question marks slowly floated up.
All of your songs were inspired by free work?
Could it be that the greatest source of inspiration for artistic
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