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Under the watchful eyes of thousands of people in the audience and nearly two billion viewers around the world.

Wang Qian wrote the score completely on the blackboard.

But.

He did not explain these in as much detail as many people expected.

After Wang Qian finished writing the score of this Nocturne in E flat major, he turned around and sat down in front of the piano with a calm expression without saying anything.

Under everyone's slightly confused and surprised gazes.

He just sat in front of the piano and started playing without any explanation of the piece.

Although.

Everyone present has downloaded this song on the Internet and listened to it more than once.

Even among those artists who study music art, everyone has listened to it more than ten times, has read the music score themselves, and can already play it skillfully.

In the eyes of many music artists, this piece is very simple.

Just

When Wang Qian's hands slowly moved on the piano keys, beating gently.

The notes floated out one by one, and instantly the whole audience returned to the mood of the quiet night created by the song just now.

An artistic conception like poetry is created in just a few notes.

Everyone at the scene had a look of intoxication on their faces.

The eyes of those top music artists were full of shock and disbelief.

It is precisely because they have listened to this piece of music more than once, and have also played and studied it in private, that they understand more clearly the huge gap between Wang Qian's performance and their own performance.

As the Internet saying goes.

Sometimes, the gap between people is greater than the gap between people and dogs.

To be more precise, it is.

The gap in piano playing art between Wang Qian and the world's top music artists is wider than the gap between them and ordinary people who are tone-deaf.

Only by experiencing it personally can we understand the difference more clearly.

The same piece of music, played in the hands of a beginner and a master, is absolutely completely different.

Now, several world-class piano masters feel this way when listening to Wang Qian's performance. They are like piano beginners in front of Wang Qian's performance.

Dawson said to Taylor next to him: "Professor Wang Qian's piano performance level has improved again! To be honest, this is very scary. He has reached his level and can continue to improve. It is unique in history. Simply speaking of piano performance In terms of skills and realm, he can almost be said to be the undisputed number one in history."

Dawson's face was full of admiration and shock, and then he closed his eyes and listened carefully, as if he was enjoying the supreme moment.

Taylor's eyes were also fixed on Wang Qian's figure, not wanting to leave for a second, as if Wang Qian would disappear if he left for a second.

Hoffman, who was next to him, nodded slightly and said softly: "Nowadays, all the piano players in the world are far inferior to him. In the art of piano playing, he has created a new historical peak! Those who came after us set a higher standard.”

Several people at Curtis College spoke very highly of Wang Qian.

Of course, most of them are relatively manageable comments, but some of them contain some private messages.

After all, Wang Qian is now considered a student of Curtis College.

The higher Wang Qiancheng is, the more honors and heritage Curtis College will enjoy in the future.

Ma Long also whispered to his daughter Sophie: "He has improved again. He seems to be born for music. Originally, there was a little gap between him and me, but now the gap is even bigger."

Sophie said calmly: "You should not think about the gap, but how to improve yourself."

Hearing his daughter's rude words to him, Ma Long smiled bitterly and secretly lamented that women were not allowed to stay in college. Then he continued to listen carefully to Wang Qian's performance!

Meilong, who was sitting in the second row, also looked serious at the moment, staring at Wang Qian, as if he wanted to dissect Wang Qian with his eyes to see what was inside Wang Qian.

This song!

It’s not difficult, everyone has heard it many times.

At this time, listening carefully to the original Wang Qian's performance again, many people had a deeper understanding, as if they were listening to it for the first time.

In the back, Aisha next to Red said in admiration: "What a great pianist. Uncle Red, I have decided that I must buy a pair of Wang Qian's works to collect. Even if he cannot become a great pianist in the future. A musical giant whose performance surpasses that of any pianist in history, makes everything he has a certain collection value. ”

"Once he becomes a music giant in the future, or has higher achievements, all his handwriting and things will have greater collection value!"

"Uncle Reid, I have to say that your vision is very forward-looking."

Red said calmly: "His piano playing is indeed the most beautiful enjoyment. I invested in him just to dig out and collect a national treasure collection with my own hands."

Elsa nodded to express her understanding.

In fact, not only Reid, but also her father also wanted to get a Chinese national treasure collection in his life.

However, neither of them has succeeded so far.

They have been in the collectibles business for many years, and their accumulated net worth is measured in billions of dollars.

As I get older, I stop looking at things as a businessman and only look at things as a collector, so I want to collect a highly valuable and world-famous collection even more.

Such collections basically have owners. They are either collected by super rich people and can be shown to you, but you can never take them away; or they are in national museums in various countries, where they can also be shown to you. But it's more difficult to get it.

Elsa's father has given up.

However, Reid changed his mind. Instead of acquiring existing world-class collections of national treasures, he went to explore things that were not yet in existence but had the potential to become national treasures in the future.

Then

Red now placed his treasure on Wang Qian.

After Aisha thought carefully and listened to Wang Qian's two piano performances live, she also had a high degree of recognition of Wang Qian in her heart, thinking that Wang Qian will definitely be extraordinary in the future!

In fact.

She knew that with Wang Qian's current achievements, even if he stayed where he was in the future, his things would still have a lot of collection value.

You know, Wang Qian is now the **** of rock and roll, the world's number one guitarist, the world's number one pianist, etc.

On the pop music sales lists of various countries around the world, Wang Qian is almost monopolized.

Such an existence can almost be said to rule the entire music field of this era, including pop music and classical music art fields, almost all of which are ruled by Wang Qian!

Such a figure has never existed in the history of the world. He is naturally qualified to enter the historical records of various countries in the world and become a prominent figure in the history books.

Therefore, some of Wang Qian’s things with special significance will naturally be of great value in the future.

In the heyday of rock and roll decades ago, the number one guitarist was called the God of Guitar by people at the time. His used performance guitars can now be sold for millions of dollars!

Wang Qian’s heritage and value are definitely higher than that of the guitar **** decades ago, right?

Done!

Elsa made up her mind again and began to plan her upcoming trip to China.

She didn't know Wang Qian's status in China and his literary achievements.

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Otherwise, she might recognize Wang Qian's value more.

A few minutes later.

This second piece of music played by Wang Qian has ended again.

But!

Wang Qian still said nothing.

Many people want to give Wang Qian another round of applause for his wonderful and incredible performance.

However, Wang Qian ignored them. After the performance, he stood up and turned back to the blackboard again to start writing.

Max glanced at him in surprise, and then quickly said: "Professor Wang Qian, wait a moment!"

Then, he stood up and waved his hand. Sophia and several students came over immediately, removed all the filled blackboards, took them down and put them together with the previous blackboards, placing each piece separately to prevent Collision and friction cause wear.

Then, Wang Qian quickly installed a brand new blackboard.

Many people at the scene have become accustomed to watching this scene happen again.

After witnessing and listening to Wang Qian’s performance again, almost everyone present was a little jealous of Juilliard’s behavior.

Everyone can see that Wang Qian's success is no fluke. His talent and musical realm are simply one dimension higher than the world, and he will definitely achieve something in the future.

Then, every word Wang Qian writes at this moment may become a precious historical memory.

Who wouldn’t want to own such a precious thing?

Even professors and students from top European music schools such as Mellon were a little envious of Juilliard School when they saw this scene.

With a smile on his face, Max looked at Dawson and Hoffman from Curtis College again, and then sat down calmly, as if he were a winner.

Both Dawson and Hoffman were indifferent to this, their expressions were expressionless, as if they hadn't seen Max.

Red from behind whispered: "After this class is over, it would be great if I could buy a complete blackboard of a piece from Juilliard School."

Aisha shrugged: "I want to, but I think it's very difficult and almost impossible. It is said that the Juilliard School recently made a lot of money because of the live broadcast of this lecture, and now there is no shortage of money at all. . Moreover, what you said just now, Uncle Red, is that if this kind of thing falls into a staid art school, it will basically be impossible to come out again."

Red looked regretful.

On the podium, Wang Qian calmly watched Sophia and others replace the blackboard, and was about to come to the blackboard to continue writing.

Many people raised their hands at the scene.

"Professor, I have a problem!"

One of them even shouted to Wang Qian, as if he was afraid that Wang Qian wouldn't be able to see him.

Dozens of other people raised their hands but said nothing, including Hans Lawson, Rodin, and the middle-aged man who just proposed to let Wang Qian play the saxophone.

Wang Qian glanced briefly and pointed at the young man who spoke out: "What's your problem?"

The young man seemed to be a student at a top music school. He stood up and spoke very fast: "Professor, you just played two pieces of music in succession. However, I think you did not explain the details and meaning at all."

The young man hasn't finished speaking yet.

Wang Qian interrupted the other party directly and said: "What are you thinking about? Since you can think for yourself, what do you ask me to do? Which music school do you go to?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, not expecting Wang Qian to be so rude, and subconsciously said: "Hank, Piano Department, Eastman College!"

Wang Qian said calmly: "Are the students at Eastman College at this level? Don't they have their own ideas? Can't they think for themselves?"

"Who can come to my class and not be a genius?"

"I thought that if I explained it to you in detail, it might be an insult to your talent and talent. Because, I believe you can see it and figure it out for yourself."

"Now it seems that I think highly of you?"

Wang Qian’s question made many people in the audience look unhappy.

It’s as if the teacher said in class: You are the worst class of students I have ever taught!

Especially the dozens of people who just raised their hands to ask questions were blushing.

Hank stood up and quickly lowered his head and said, "Yes, I'm sorry! I have some ideas, but I want to hear if they are the same as the professor's ideas!"

Many other people held their breath, kept themselves low-key, and then carefully concentrated on thinking about the commonality and inner meaning of Wang Qian's two pieces of music.

Nocturne!

It seems to be the core of it.

Wang Qian's voice echoed throughout the audience again: "Actually, I don't plan to explain too much in this class. Because you, sitting here, are already the most respected people in the field of music and art in the world. A group of people with strength and talent. If you even need me to explain it in detail."

"Then I will be very disappointed in this world."

Hank's face turned pale with shame and he quickly said: "Sorry, sorry, I think I have no problem."

After saying that, Hank quickly sat down, not daring to look at the classmates and teachers at Eastman College around him, feeling that he had embarrassed the college.

Max, Malone, Mellon, Dawson and other top music artists in the front row felt a little strange in their hearts after hearing Wang Qian's words.

Because Wang Qian’s words were also meant for them.

At the same time, they were even more looking forward to it.

If Wang Qian does not explain in detail in this class and just focuses on releasing new works

So!

Today’s class will sweep the fields of European and American music and art.

Because!

At Wang Qian’s playing speed and frequency just now.

In this class, Wang Qian may release five or six works.

If these works truly constitute a successful series.

That

The world of music and art is about to change!

All the music art masters present, as well as teachers and students from the world's top music schools, have more or less thought of this information, and everyone's expressions became serious for a while.

The atmosphere at the entire scene became solemn.

It seems!

It's like something very sacred is happening here.

Zhizhizhi

At this moment.

There was only the sound of the chalk in Wang Qian's hand rubbing against the blackboard.