Seeing that Wen Zheng insisted on playing, Zhang Ming had to say tactfully: "Mr. Wen, I was really impressed by your song "Little Star Variations" just now. It scared the Japanese people so much that they didn't dare to challenge again. How about you take a rest first?"
?Good steel should be used on the blade, you are our trump card now, and besides, the next step is not piano playing."
"Yes, our school has a good foundation of folk music."
The dean also echoed.
Unexpectedly, a folk music professor was extremely upright and said bluntly: "Let my students do folk music. There is a so-called specialization in the field."
Another teacher quickly added: "Actually, you were in a daze on stage just now. We all thought you were going to fail in your performance, and we even regretted letting you come on stage. Thank you! I sincerely apologize to you for my previous doubts about you, and thank you."
You help me in times of crisis.”
After the folk music professor reacted, he immediately said smoothly: "Your accomplishments on the piano are really awesome. I also know that you can play the erhu and the suona. But right now, you are not giving a live broadcast or a commercial performance. This is called communication, but in fact there is a lot of knowledge behind it."
It’s quite a lot, so let’s do it.”
Wen Zheng smiled bitterly: "I am just a junior in front of you, just call me by my name, otherwise I will always feel awkward."
Zhang Ming said stubbornly: "How can we do that? A master is a teacher, how can there be..."
Wen Zheng raised his hand to interrupt and insisted: "Don't say that. If you call me Xiao Wen, I feel more comfortable than Mr. Wen. Okay, this matter is not negotiable. Besides, I want to say that it's me.
Bar."
"I know what they have in mind, so I went up to give you guys a try. Besides, our ancestors are not afraid of outsiders learning what they have learned, but the prerequisite is that he can learn it well. The spirit and energy in it are thousands of years old.
Accumulation and precipitation, no matter how skilled he is in copying the gourd and painting the ladle, he will never be able to understand the essence, or even imitate it!"
"well said!"
Professor Minle clapped his hands and applauded, "I admire your attitude, little friend. In fact, we really should have more confidence. Why are we hiding our clumsiness? It's not necessary. With our thousands of years of energy and energy, how can the little Japanese people understand us?"
Zhang Ming and the dean looked at each other and fell into silence.
Cultural self-confidence! Even if they all shrink back subconsciously, they are still not as thorough as a young person.
Yes, I am willing to teach, but only if the other person can learn it, right? Even if you localize it, you will eventually lose the spirit that these things are intended to convey, and it can only be considered that the essence has gone astray.
At this moment, the leader of the Japanese team came over with the translator arranged by the college and urged: "I wonder if you have discussed it yet?"
"As for academic exchanges, there is no need to discuss this matter. We are just thinking about how to arrange it later."
The dean spoke politely.
The leader of the Japanese team laughed and said: "I have long admired your country's traditional famous songs such as "Guangling San" and "Fishing Boat Sings Evening". Unfortunately, I have never been able to hear what I think is the most authentic version. It's a pity."
Everyone at the Imperial Conservatory of Music looked shocked.
But Wen Zheng smiled and murmured: "Look, you can't learn the essence even if you have a musical score. You can only steal the lessons at the venue again."
After everyone thought about it, it seemed that this was really the case.
Everything that can be stolen has been stolen, and he can't learn what he can't steal. Otherwise, there is no need to steal the teacher in the name of communication. We really have nothing to hide.
Preventing thieves is not the best solution, but scaring Xiaoxiao so that he does not dare to have evil thoughts is the best solution!
The folk music professor said to Wen Zheng: "Do you really want to play first?"
Wen Zheng nodded and said: "I also practice folk music occasionally, and I think I won't lose to foreigners."
"Go for it! I hope you can perform at your highest level."
Professor Minle encouraged.
Just as Wen Zheng was about to answer, Li Jiafeng squeezed over at some point and added: "Don't be pressured. Our school's folk music class is the best in the country. Even if you don't perform well, they will help you find your place!"
As soon as these words came out, Zhang Ming and others immediately became sullen and glared at each other.
Are you cheering me up?
If you don't know how to speak, just shut up. Is this your right to speak?
Li Jiafeng felt the unkind looks from around him and felt embarrassed.
Wen Zheng couldn't laugh or cry and said: "That's right, don't say it again next time, haha..."
"Thank you for your kindness."
He nodded to Li Jiafeng, then stretched out his hand towards the leader of the Japanese team, "Please!"
The leader of the Japanese team was surprised: "It's you again?"
"No?"
Wen Zheng looked serious.
The leader of the Japanese team looked serious, bent down and said in greeting: "Please show your true skills, we are here to communicate sincerely."
Wen Zheng smiled confidently: "As you wish."
Before long, everything was ready.
Wen Zheng walked onto the stage again. He looked at the various traditional musical instruments on the stage and unexpectedly sat in front of the guzheng.
While he was preparing, he said: "Since you are sincerely communicating and learning, it's not easy for me to hide my secrets. How about I teach you the most basics first?"
When Wen Zheng used the word "teaching", the response from the Japanese team was very dull. Instead, everyone's faces were filled with smiles of success.
Upon hearing this, the leader of the Japanese team quickly stood up and bowed again, saying, "We will study hard!"
Wen Zheng smiled and nodded.
After the preparations were completed, he looked at the Japanese leader and said, "You must know this place, Taichang Temple."
The face of the leader of the Japanese team changed slightly, but he concealed it well.
Wen Zheng continued: "I don't deny that your music is unique, but looking back at history, it is basically drawing on the nutrients of our Dragon Kingdom music canon. By the way, I know why you took away the original copy of the classics that we don't have now.
, but still can’t study it thoroughly?”
The leader of the Japanese team finally couldn't bear it anymore.
He stood up and said: "Our music has always been its own system and has its own style. Please stop slandering us. From now on, we are just exchanging music and showing off our strengths. Please stop raising these baseless questions."
"
"Slander? False? Haha."
Wen Zheng spread his hands and said with emotion, "If the heart is not right, happiness will be difficult to achieve. This is the reason."
The whole auditorium was suddenly talking about it.
The Japanese team leader's face was ashen, but he still maintained a calm smile.
After Wen Zheng sighed, he said loudly: "Let me give you a sample of Japanese-style music first. Firstly, it can also help you know how to practice the guzheng; secondly, it can make a comparison.
Let you understand the difference."
The whole audience was shocked when these words came out.
No one at the Imperial Conservatory of Music could have imagined that Wen Zheng would be so skilled at teaching Japanese people with Japanese music!
Still need to compare!
Isn't this a slap in the face? It's not good to affect international relations.
But why does he still know how to play the guzheng? Don’t overturn it.
The Japanese people were all angry.
I came to learn from you, and you agreed, but then you fooled us like this?
Do you know Japanese culture better than we do? You bastard!
Comparing the performance gap, you have almost forgotten your own culture, so we are kind enough to take over. Only in our hands can the music of your Dragon Kingdom really shine, but it has to change its surname.
"Etude, cough cough..."
Wen Zheng cleared his throat, but he still felt stuck, "Well... let me tell you how to play the etude "Senbonzakura" in a style you are familiar with!"