In the auditorium of the Imperial Conservatory of Music, the melody of Little Star is endless, but it has different changes every time it is repeated.
After Wen Zheng played the third variation, everyone in the hall held their breath and listened.
They were eager to know how far Wen Zheng's variation could go, and how many changes in the theme it would eventually stop at.
on the stage.
Wen Zheng was elegant and calm, with no intention of stopping.
I saw his left hand playing across ten degrees, directly maximizing his technical attributes, and at the same time, the melody created a capricious atmosphere.
Still different from the previous variation.
The fourth variation is back!
Zhang Ming and others' hearts were already in their throats. As long as Wen Zheng had one more variation, they would win for sure.
As for how many more, they dare not think about it, because each additional one means an increase in difficulty, and it is too difficult for them to maintain the level of creation.
However, after the fourth variation was completed, the sound of the piano on the stage instantly returned to silence.
Zhang Ming's heart skipped a beat.
He said in a trembling voice: "No more? No way, it's just a little bit short."
On the other side of the Japanese national team, everyone frowned.
Such interesting variations cannot be lost anymore. You should show them more so that we can learn them carefully.
At this moment, some dissonance was suddenly mixed into the brisk notes after returning to tranquility, making the entire theme melody immediately give people a small and exquisite feeling.
"Fifth variation!"
Zhang Ming couldn't help but exclaimed.
This voice was extremely disrespectful, but he couldn't care less.
Wen Zheng helped them win, and he won in such a crushing and show-off way.
The bad breath that had been pent up in his heart since yesterday finally came out.
happy!
Li Jiafeng and other students were shocked, and at the same time, everyone was happy.
The dean breathed a long sigh of relief and sighed: "This kid Wen Zheng has great abilities, but I underestimated him. But he will still have to challenge him next time, alas..."
Zhang Ming couldn't help laughing and said: "Anyway, I always believe in him."
the other side.
Lin Qi looked at Wang Sisi and asked, "Does this count as a victory? Otherwise, the old man wouldn't be so happy, right?"
Wang Sisi hesitated and said: "That's right. Anyway, I'm a little confused now. But this piece of music is quite nice, and I can tell that it's getting increasingly difficult to play."
Lin Qi curled her lips and said: "I can also hear that the difficulty of playing is increasing. Look at the little devils' expressions that are getting serious and have never seen the world."
At this moment, Wen Zheng's sixth and seventh variations were played.
When he switched to C minor and played the eighth variation, the atmosphere in the Japanese team was no longer as simple as solemnity.
But on the stage, the expected ninth variation came.
Zhang Ming couldn't help but comment: "It's back to C major again. This operation and idea are really a genius move."
The dean smiled and reminded: "Look over there, the faces of the Japanese people are no longer very good. This kid is really messing around. One children's song, nine different theme evolutions, flawless technique, and good control of the tone.
It’s even more perfect, at least it saves some face for the other party. But his short sleeves... haha."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Japanese representative exclaimed impolitely: "Nani?! This is so crazy!"
Zhang Ming's pupils shrank and he lost his voice: "Play with your hands crossed, the harmony is rich, and the tenth variation is obtained by changing the technique!"
"It should be over, right?"
The dean hesitated.
However, Wen Zheng responded quickly, and the eleventh variation appeared again!
The leader of the Japanese team stared at the stage, completely stunned.
An instructor next to him whispered: "We lost this game completely. Which student do you think will be better next, and which song will be better?"
The leader looked back at the students behind him whose eyes were dull.
He shook his head and said: "Just admit defeat. If you look back at our students, their inner defenses have been defeated."
"In terms of technique, even I am not as good as the young man on the stage; in terms of original music, can you perform this children's song in eleven different ways? In contrast, the music we prepared is simply not good enough. I think there is no need to waste any more time.
It’s time, let’s get to the point.”
"By the way, keep the videos of this variation and yesterday's two songs carefully, and study them carefully when you get back. This young man is not simple, and we must understand it thoroughly."
The instructor nodded his head heavily and said in a deep voice: "Hi!"
The leader suddenly exclaimed again: "Nani! He has reached the twelfth variation! How did he do it! Bastard, this is impossible."
When Wen Zheng's twelfth variation, using three beats, started with a fast passage in the left hand, and finally ended the whole song with a long-span crescendo, only sporadic applause could be heard in the entire auditorium.
Everyone was shocked by his skills and were dumbfounded!
The Japanese people were stunned, and the people at the Imperial Conservatory of Music were also stunned.
They all know that with its twelve perfect variations, the "Little Star Variations" derived from this children's song will definitely go down in history!
What's more important is that the man on stage is so young!
Lin Qi and Wang Sisi looked at each other with their palms raised. No one around them moved, which made them wonder whether they should applaud at this moment.
Wen Zheng bowed and concluded, but there was no response from the audience. He couldn't help but look at the Japanese people, and reminded with a smile: "There should be applause here."
As soon as he finished speaking, thunderous applause erupted in the auditorium!
Li Jiafeng clapped his hands vigorously, but cursed and said: "Hey, you are just pretending!"
A student next to him echoed: "Wen Zheng is really a master of piano! At the beginning, I thought that a four- or five-year-old child could play this piece. The more I listened to it, the more I thought it was awesome. I have to learn this piece. I will follow it later."
Just like Wen Zheng, he is definitely the best choice to show off his skills and show off his skills at critical moments."
Li Jiafeng said dissatisfied: "You're the only one who can show off your skills? Can you show off better than Wen Zheng? This is called showmanship, and it's so impressive. It's like a textbook piano solo. Hey, this is another piece of music."
The repertoire included in the textbook, you think he is a star in the entertainment industry, can't he just do art with ease if he has this skill?"
The people around him just smiled bitterly when they heard this.
They are both still in school, and Wen Zheng has already taken textbooks, so there is really no comparison.
When Zhang Ming saw Wen Zheng walking off the stage, he trotted over, grabbed his wrist, and said, "Is it okay for us to call this solo piece "Little Star Variations" also known as "Wen Zheng's Third Etude"?
I plan to incorporate it into the textbook..."
Before he finished speaking, the leader of the Japanese team came over and interrupted: "We admit defeat. None of us at the piano can be Mr. Wen Zheng's opponent."
Zhang Ming and others looked happy, but the other party was too scared to take action!
However, before the people at the Imperial Conservatory of Music were happy, the leader of the Japanese team made another request.
"We lost to Mr. Wen Zheng in piano. We can completely accept it. It is not shameful to lose to such a genius. I have heard that Longguo's music is profound and profound. I wonder if your school would be willing to give me some advice?"
Zhang Ming and others' faces fell at the same time.
Lost to Wen Zheng alone?
You are saying inside and outside that my college is not good, so you should give me a fair competition.
Without waiting for a reply from the Imperial Conservatory of Music, Wen Zheng asked first, "I wonder what you want to ask for advice?"
The word "asking for advice" made the leader of the Japanese team frown, but he still smiled and replied: "As long as it is your Dragon Country's music, we will still take turns to go on stage to show and communicate. You, the host, come first."
"Haha, let's discuss it."
The dean immediately became alert.
He led the people aside and said in a deep voice: "It seems that this is the real reason for their sudden visit. They first used the piano to arouse our desire to win, and then they took advantage of the opportunity to steal their skills, which is their usual trick."
Zhang Ming hesitated and said: "It's hard to refuse. Let's just use the old method and just deal with it."
A teacher reminded: "They came well prepared this time. You have also heard the Japanese people's tone of voice. It's okay. If we don't show our true skills, I think we will probably lose. If this spreads, it will be harmful to us."
Chinese music has a bad reputation. This is not just piano, it is our Chinese music."
When everyone was in a dilemma, Wen Zheng suddenly spoke.
"Let me be the pioneer to test the waters?"
Everyone looked at Wen Zheng with different expressions, obviously thinking he was joking.
Wen Zheng said with a smile: "It's not that I want to be in the limelight, it's actually that I can't control my hands when facing the Japanese people."