Debuting After Eight Years of Time Travel: 54. Graduated from Beiyin? No, Beiying!

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Wang Qian wants to educate Professor He about how popular his hotpot restaurant is

"Professor He, forget about Yangyin's professor."

Wang Qian quietly declined the professor's invitation for assessment: "I can go to today's performance."

It’s not that he thinks he’s not qualified.

Rather.

He thought he might not have time.

He Chaohui asked: "Are you afraid of failing the assessment?"

How to stimulate generals?

I won’t take this trick.

Wang Qian smiled and shook his head: "Haha, no."

He Chaohui: "Why is that? Are you just burying your talent?"

Wang Qian shook his head again: "I haven't buried my talent, I'm already preparing for my debut."

He Chaohui also shook his head: "You should have higher pursuits!"

Wang Qian: "Isn't pop music a higher pursuit? Professor He"

He Chaohui stopped talking and glanced at Jiang Yu and Murong Yue next to him: "I won't argue with you now. However, my invitation to you will be kept for one year. Please consider it carefully. ”

Wang Qian: "Thank you, Professor He."

He Chaohui: "No need to thank me, come with me to change clothes, you are too conspicuous like this."

Wang Qian thought that he was just here to be an audience, so he dressed casually, which was indeed very different from those suits and gowns.

Although Wang Qian was casual, he didn't want to be an outlier, so he nodded in agreement and followed He Chaohui to the back to borrow some clothes and change into them.

Just came out.

A middle-aged man in a suit came to He Chaohui and glanced at Wang Qian curiously: "Director He, is this the Wang Qian you highly recommend?"

He Chaohui nodded: "Yes, he is Wang Qian! Wang Qian, this is Mr. Yang Jiansen, the director of the Magic Piano Department."

Wang Qian reached out and shook Yang Jiansen's hand: "Hello, Director Yang, I am Wang Qian."

Yang Jiansen seemed very polite. After shaking hands politely, he asked: "Where did Mr. Wang graduate?"

Wang Qian told the truth: "Beiying!"

Yang Jiansen was surprised: "Beiyin? Beijing Conservatory of Music?"

There was some confusion in his eyes. The Beijing Conservatory of Music was not as good as Yangyin and Moyin. Why did Chao Hui recommend Wang Qian so much that he even asked his daughter, who graduated with a doctorate in Yangyin, to withdraw from the performance?

Wang Qian corrected: "No, it's the Beijing Film Academy!"

Yang Jiansen was silent, looked at Wang Qian carefully, and then looked at He Chaohui doubtfully: "Director He, is what he said true?"

He Chaohui nodded: "Yes, he graduated from the acting department of Beijing Film Academy."

Yang Jiansen frowned slightly and looked at Wang Qian with a scrutinizing look: "Where did Mr. Wang learn piano?"

Wang Qian is still honest: "Teach yourself!"

Yang Jiansen turned to look at He Chaohui again: "Director He, is he kidding, or are you kidding? Do you know how important today's exchange will be to us? Professor Dawson of Curtis College is a world-renowned university If a pianist and composer leave a bad impression on him, the reputation of our entire Chinese music industry in the world will drop by a notch."

He Chaohui looked at Yang Jiansen and said affirmatively: "That's why I strongly recommend Wang Qian to perform on stage. It is also to enhance our reputation. I believe him. Have you heard the piece I played yesterday, right?" Haven't you been asking about the name and author? It's him. The name of the song is Wang Qian's Tenth Etude!"

Yang Jiansen looked at He Chaohui with wide eyes, and then looked at Wang Qian with doubts.

Wang Qian smiled modestly: "I picked the name at random, and Director Yang laughed at it!"

Yang Jiansen asked: "Is this really a piece you composed? Did you teach yourself piano?"

Wang Qian's eyes met Yang Jiansen's: "Yes, I created it in my spare time. I studied music and piano at home!"

Yang Jiansen was silent for a few more seconds, digesting this information.

At this moment, he saw a group of formally dressed foreigners walking in from the side entrance, led by a thin old man with pale hair. He immediately looked at He Chaohui and said, "Director He, I hope your choice is correct." He looked at Wang Qian again and said, "Mr. Wang, behave well. If you are really interested in music and piano, after we finish our talk, I can give you a place to audit in the Magic Piano Department. If you pass the exam later, I will make the decision." You are issued an official diploma.”

Wang Qian smiled: "I will try my best. If you want to sit in, forget it. I have been busy recently and may not have time. Thank you, Director Yang."

Yang Jiansen took a deep look at Wang Qian, then turned around with a smile on his face, and extended his hand to greet the thin white-haired old man and his group: "Professor Dawson, Professor Carl, sit here."

Yang Jiansen is the host and welcomes the group of people who came to communicate to sit down.

A total of ten people came.

The leader, Professor Dawson, is a veteran professor from the Curtis Institute of Music. He is a world-renowned pianist, composer, and conductor, and is also a big name at the Curtis Institute.

There was a man and a woman sitting next to Dawson. The man had brown hair, blue eyes, and angular features. He was tall and handsome like a Westerner, but he was not old, that is, he was in his twenties.

The woman turned out to have black hair, fair skin, purple eyes, and soft facial features. She looked like she was of mixed race, with oriental ancestry, and was only about twenty years old.

These two are the students that Dawson brought to China, Jason and Taylor, top students from Curtis College. They have an aura about them as they sit there, and almost all eyes behind them are looking at them.

Even the group of people from Berkeley College sitting on the other side of Professor Dawson looked a little bleaker.

He Chaohui also stepped forward to say a word to Professor Dawson, but Dawson did not reply. He remained expressionless throughout the process and did not respond to anyone else's words.

However, Yang Jiansen, He Chaohui, and Peng Donghu from Zheyin were not unhappy. They were very happy to meet Dawson.

Professor Carl of Berkeley College said in English: "Guys, can the show start?"

As the host, Yang Jiansen nodded to Dawson and then replied to Karl: "Of course, the time is coming. I hope you all have a good time today."

Karl: "I hope so too!"

Karl said to a tall young man next to him: "Mike, wait a minute for you to play Storm!"

Everyone in Berkeley looked at Professor Carl.

Mike smiled and said: "Professor, do you want to open their eyes?"

Storm Piano Music is a famous piece composed by a great English composer a hundred years ago. It is famous for its high difficulty and is difficult to play without reaching a true professional level.

To perform this piece perfectly, one must be a world-class piano master.

Mike is now nominally just a graduate student in the piano department at Berkeley College.

However, in fact, his level is enough to apply for a doctoral degree, or even better. He is the highest level among several students at Berkeley, and is well-known in the entire North American piano field.

Carl looked at Mike and asked relaxedly: "Can you do it?"

Mike shrugged: "Sir, I'm looking forward to their expressions."

Karl smiled: "I will pay attention."

Dawson glanced at Carl and Mike, and then said to the person next to him: "Tyler, you come on stage too."

Taylor asked: "Professor, don't we have no performance?"

Dawson: "Now there is!"

Taylor nodded obediently: "Okay."

Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and there are disputes.

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Since I represent the name of Curtis College here.

Then, the glory that belongs to Curtis College cannot be lost.

Mike looked at Taylor and smiled: "Taylor, I am looking forward to your performance. I think these Chinese people will be shocked. Of course, the premise is that they can understand your music."

Taylor didn’t look at the other party, but just replied lightly: "Thank you!"

No more.

Mike was a little disappointed, knowing that the other party didn't like him at all, so he calmed down and stopped paying attention to the talented girl from Curtis College, looking towards the stage.

A young man from the Magic Piano Department has already stepped onto the piano in the middle of the stage and left.

The performance has officially begun.