What's more, she is also a master of piano tracing.
Long Xiaoshan wanted to learn the piano, but he didn't look for her, but this one-armed middle-aged man?
Wen Qingcheng looked at the middle-aged man and said lightly: "Can you play "Floating Life Song"?"
The middle-aged man named Zhu Xun, who heard Wen Qingcheng’s question, said with a slight look: “I played it. This song is the famous song of Lord Qinjun. It has extraordinary artistic conception. I can only say that I understand the basics.”
Wen Qingcheng narrowed his eyes.
"Floating Life Song" is a very difficult piano piece.
Basically, it is difficult for ordinary piano players to play it in full, let alone understand its artistic conception.
This one-armed middle-aged man actually said he had been playing, and she could understand it even if he was humble and stage frightened. Zhu Xun said that he understood the surface a little, and it sounded like the former.
She smiled faintly: "Since that's the case, can you play it for me and I will also learn."
After many years of broken arms, I have long been accustomed to the eyes of the world.
But Wen Qingcheng obviously knew Long Xiaoshan. From the conversation just now, we can see that Wen Qingcheng was dissatisfied with Long Xiaoshan's learning of piano, although Long Xiaoshan only learned Qin from him for half an hour.
But Zhu Xun already has great expectations for this "disciple".
Of course, I don’t want my disciples to be looked down upon.
He took out a piece of cloth and wiped his hands clean, then put the guqin across his chest, and said to Wen Qingcheng with a solemn expression: "I'm so ugly."
Dong!
His fingers plucked the strings.
The moment the sound of the piano sounded, Zhu Xun seemed to have changed into another person, without a trace of desolate aura on his body, as if he was like a banished immortal. The sound of the piano sound was beating at his fingertips, and the surroundings became quiet.
Wen Qingcheng's eyes gradually changed.
As a master of qin, she could naturally feel the meaning of Zhu Xun Qin.
"Fusheng Song" is a famous work by Qin Jun and also a great work. The meaning of the song is to express the five flavors of life and change the world. It can be said that if you want to play this song, it is absolutely impossible to have skills alone.
You also need to have enough experience to understand the meaning of the song and express it.
So it is also known as the nightmare of the piranha.
Many people, when playing the music of Floating Life, cannot play the artistic conception, but they are just a mess, harsh and unpleasant.
Even though Wen Qingcheng has very high piano skills, she rarely touches Fusheng songs because she lacks experience and cannot express the meaning of the song. Although she can barely play it, there is a clear gap compared to Zhu Xun.
This does not mean that her piano skills are not as good as Zhu Xun.
It is because Zhu Xun has experienced vicissitudes and has a turbulent life, and has the pain of breaking his arms, so he can better understand the meaning of floating life.
Can express this song in full.
The song is over.
Wen Qingcheng was shocked and almost caught up with yesterday's Qinlu Na's song "Guangling San". Of course, this does not mean that Zhu Xun's piano trajectory has reached the level of Qinlu, but that Zhu Xun is very suitable for "Fusheng Song", even if the Qinlu
If you come to play, you may not be able to surpass Zhu Xun in this song.
After a while, Wen Qingcheng showed a look of shame and bowed to Zhu Xun, "I offended the sir just now. It was the little woman who had a shallow look and judged people by her appearance, which really defiled her piano skills."
Zhu Xun Lian stood up and said, "The words are heavy, the words are heavy."
He could also see that Wen Qingcheng loved Qin Dao very much, and he was most likely because he was angry with Long Xiaoshan just now.
So there was no anger.
Wen Qingcheng stood up, she was indeed ashamed. She was not such a shallow person in the past, but now she acted so unbearable. After thinking about it, it was all because of Long Xiaoshan.
If she wasn't too angry with Long Xiaoshan, she would never be hostile to a stranger.
At this moment, she glanced at Long Xiaoshan, who was beside her, with a dark expression that seemed to be smiling secretly, and the trace of fire in her heart was in a trend of rekindling: "Sir, is he really learning the piano from you?"
Zhu Xun nodded: "Yes, Xiaoshan learned very quickly, and he is a rare genius in piano."
Wen Qingcheng's mouth twitched violently twice.
Piano, genius?
If someone else says this, she must spit on him.
But Zhu Xun's song just now has proved his attainment in the piano.
Definitely a master of piano.
Damn, did this guy use some means to confuse Zhu Xun? Wen Qingcheng didn't want to see Long Xiaoshan's proud face and said coldly: "So, you can play the piano, why haven't you heard you play it? You can also play one.
I'll listen."
Long Xiaoshan smiled, held a piano and said, "Okay, that young master will be ugly."
As he said that, he tweaked the strings with his hands, and the sound of the piano suddenly flowed out.
Wen Qingcheng's eyes widened.
Sure enough, very skillful and very smooth.
After the song was over, Long Xiaoshan looked at her proudly, as if he was talking about what?
Wen Qingcheng's forehead was leaping with blue veins, and he resisted the urge to beat him up. He was able to play the piano. Of course, Long Xiaoshan's fingering was skillful and smooth, and there was no problem, but he played the etude for beginners in the piano.
.
Anyone who has learned piano can do it.
She turned to Zhu Xun, squeezed out a smile and said, "Sir, is this what you call a genius of piano? It turns out that he is very genius."
Zhu Xun coughed twice and said, "Xiaoshan, I just learned it for half an hour. I think it's very good, very good."
To be honest, he didn't know why Long Xiaoshan chose the first etude. Although he did play it very well, Long Xiaoshan obviously mastered the more difficult songs.
"Okay, I'm going to continue learning the piano." Long Xiaoshan said.
Wen Qingcheng suppressed his voice and said, "What's wrong with you? Are you in a hurry to find someone? Why are you still wasting your time here?"
Long Xiaoshan shook his head: "No matter how anxious you are, you won't be anxious these days. I plan to finish learning the piano with Mr. Zhu before leaving."
"You..." Wen Qingcheng clenched his fists.
Long Xiaoshan really doesn’t have oil or salt.
But in front of Zhu Xun, she couldn't burst out and sneered: "Okay, okay, I just depend on how you learn. It's really unlucky to be your friend. It turns out that it's just a lip service to say that it's important."
Long Xiaoshan ignored Wen Qingcheng's sarcastic words and continued to learn from Zhu Xun.
Wen Qingcheng didn't want to stay here, but she was afraid that Long Xiaoshan would suddenly disappear again, so she could only wait. Fortunately, there were many piano players playing the piano in the square, so she could somehow divert her attention.
Time keeps passing.
Long Xiaoshan's piano skills are also improving rapidly.
His learning ability is indeed terrifying.
Almost every time I play, I have made some progress. With Zhu Xun's careful guidance, Long Xiaoshan's skills are becoming more and more skillful and perfect.
Even if there is already a very difficult track, Long Xiaoshan can play it.
Of course, he relies on pure skills. It is not that simple to really get into the hall on the piano.
However, Long Xiaoyamamoto did not intend to win by relying on the piano.
The skills he mastered were enough to play.
Thinking back to the piano music that China had heard in my mind, Long Xiaoshan plucked the strings, and a piano music of iron horses and golden swords flowed out. The first time Long Xiaoshan played it very awkwardly, intermittently, and couldn't bear to hear it.
But Zhu Xun seemed to hear the extraordinary part of the song and asked, "What kind of song is this?"
"I got it occasionally." Long Xiaoshan began to play it for the second time...
I have become much more skilled the second time.
As he played it deeper, it seemed as if two armies were facing each other, and the sound moved the world. After a quick look, there were gold sounds, drum sounds, gold, sword strikes, and the sounds of people and horses were heard, as if they were in a tragic battlefield.