Debut After Eight Years

Many people are not surprised by George's strength!

because……

Standing on the podium is Wang Qian, a music artist from China, a Chinese music artist who wants to become a music master in the world.

As the major music schools in Europe with the deepest background in music art, they will naturally find ways to stop Wang Qian. Even if they can't stop Wang Qian, they should try their best to cause Wang Qian some troubles, so as to weaken Wang Qian's proof of the music master The halo on the body afterwards.

George was born in the royal family of England and studied at the Royal Academy of Music in England. He can be said to be one of the representatives of the conservative school in the field of European music art.

Juliet whispered to her father, "Isn't he your student? It's too arrogant."

Zhu Feng shook his head together, and said lightly: "He is the son of Prince Charles, and he has always had conflicts with our family. He became my student at the beginning, but he just wanted to borrow my name. Your uncle also told me, don't Give George a chance. But I don’t care about these family conflicts, I think he is really talented, so I let him be my student.”

Juliet said amusedly, "And then?"

Zhu Feng glanced at the girl he was digesting, and said in a cold tone: "Then that's what happened. His character is too arrogant. I beat him a few times, and he was very dissatisfied with me. Now I and his The teacher-student relationship exists in name only, and he hasn’t come to ask me for advice for half a year.”

Juliet nodded: "Father, you use the word existence in name only."

Zhu Fenghe didn't care about his daughter's ridicule, he was used to it.

He knew that it was just his daughter venting some dissatisfaction with him. He felt ashamed of Juliet in his heart, so he always indulged Juliet.

During the time when the father and daughter chatted.

Wang Qian on the podium ignored the aggressive George, but continued to try to play a few sounds with the pan flute on his own, and gradually grasped the essence of it.

In the world he lived in in his previous life, this kind of pan flute was not a rare instrument, and professionals could still easily touch it. He has worked as a professional soundtrack and music producer for several years. He has come into contact with it naturally and played it a few times, but he has almost forgotten it a long time ago, and only some vague memories are still there.

Although his musical talent is invincible in this life, it is impossible to pick it up and play it blindly. It is still necessary to get acquainted with it a little before you can find the feeling.

at this time!

The feeling he was looking for was already brewing in his heart.

but……

In the eyes of many others at the scene.

At this time, Wang Qian seemed to admit he was scared, and he didn't dare to answer George's words, so he could only continue playing with the pan flute to cover up his embarrassment.

Max clenched his fists nervously, always paying attention to Wang Qian's situation and the surrounding voices. Once he found something wrong, he would quickly go to the stage to help Wang Qian save the scene, so as not to make the scene too embarrassing.

However, Max could clearly see that Wang Qian did not show any signs of anxiety or impatience, nor did he have any embarrassment that other people called, but his expression was calm, and his attention was almost focused on the pan flute in his hand. Satisfied and interested.

It was as if Wang Qian had found a toy he was very interested in.

Max was puzzled and temporarily calmed himself down.

Melon, who was sitting behind Max, said, "Max, you should tell him not to waste our time. My time is precious..."

Meilong's voice was harsh in the first few rows.

Because most of the people in the front row are relatively calm at this time, not as restless as the young people in the middle and back rows and outsiders.

So, Max can hold back!

However, at this moment, Meilong's voice broke the tranquility in the front row!

Seeing that Wang Qian was ignoring him and still playing with the panpipe, George from behind shouted loudly again: "Mr. Wang Qian...I think..."

At this moment, Wang Qian gently put down the pan flute, looked up at George who was still standing there with a flushed face, and asked lightly, "What do you think?"

George was stunned for a moment, and the many questions and words in his heart were suddenly stuck. Seeing Wang Qian's stable look and eyes, he was under great pressure and stuttered: "I, I, I... "

Wang Qian looked at Meilong who was talking just now, and said softly: "I'm just getting familiar with this instrument. To be honest, this instrument is really too unfamiliar to me."

And Meilong also stared at Wang Qian, and asked: "So, Mr. Wang Qian, are you familiar with it now?"

The scene of lively discussions just now became quiet again, with pairs of eyes wandering back and forth between Meilong, George, and Wang Qian, and some people looked at Ononga who proposed to let Wang Qian play the pan flute from time to time.

Ononga covered half of her face with her long hair, hoping it wouldn't be noticed...

George also said immediately: "I just wanted to remind you that it's been a long time..."

Wang Qian stood up, picked up the pan flute again, and asked, "So, how long has it been?"

George looked down at his precious wristwatch, and solemnly replied, "Six minutes have passed..."

Wang Qian nodded, and asked again: "It's been six minutes? I don't care much, sorry. I would like to ask, how long have you been studying piano?"

George froze for a moment, frowned slightly, and felt that Wang Qian was changing the subject, but at this moment, in front of everyone, he couldn't refuse to answer, and immediately said: "Twenty-five years! I started learning piano when I was three years old. It's been twenty-five years now!"

Wang Qian hummed, ignored George, looked at Ononga who was sitting there pretending to be an ostrich, and asked, "Mr. Ononga, how long have you been practicing this musical instrument of your tribe?"

Everyone looked at Ononga.

There was a sarcasm on the corner of George's mouth, thinking that Wang Qian might be making excuses.

Ononga also thought about it, and said: "I have been exposed to musical instruments since I was five years old, and it has been 33 years now..."

Wang Qian nodded, holding the pan flute with both hands, tried the feel again, and found his favorite feeling.

George was about to speak.

Ononga also wanted to explain and say something nice for Wang Qian...

And at this time.

Wang Qian picked up the pan flute with both hands, put it to his mouth, and played it again.

A melodious and pleasant voice sounded instantly.

The scene that had been buzzing with discussions just now became quiet again in an instant.

Still standing there, George, who was like a javelin, didn't say what he wanted to say, and his face was a little embarrassed.

Ononga also closed his mouth, and when he heard the music, his whole body froze immediately, and he stared at Wang Qian on the podium with wide eyes, as if he had seen the most incredible thing, and murmured to himself in a low voice: "This How is it possible? This is impossible..."

All eyes in the audience stared at Wang Qian again.

Wang Qian didn't pay attention to George, he didn't pay attention to Meilong, and he didn't pay attention to anyone present. He just held the panpipe in both hands, and perfectly brought out the feeling that was brewing in his heart just now.

Strands of wonderful music that everyone at the scene had never heard before entered their ears, making everyone at the scene feel as if they were hit by something, and they couldn't move!

Just a short opening piece of melodious music...

A clear picture instantly appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Vast, empty, rough land and mountains...

Clear, clear blue skies...

They seemed to be like eagles, soaring between the mountains and mountains, and shuttled in the sky!

joy!

look down!

And a slight sense of sadness invaded.

Many people who heard the pan flute performance for the first time couldn't help but tremble when they heard the wonderful music played by Wang Qian, as if their body was slightly electrified, and then they just felt refreshed all over. The wonderful feeling that permeates the whole body from the heart makes them forget themselves for a moment, and enters the wonderful natural world in an instant...

Max, Mellon, Dawson, Hoffman, Ma Long, Zhu Fenghe, Rick and other top music artists in the world all stared at Wang Qian in shock.

They all heard it immediately, and Wang Qian really started to play.

It seems that Wang Qian really mastered this completely unfamiliar instrument in just six minutes, and even played such a beautiful piece of music?

Max, Dawson, Hoffman, Ma Long, Zhu Fenghe, Rick and many other music artists in the front row, as well as celebrities and rich people who love music and art, all have a feeling that they want to kneel down and pay respects in front of Wang Qian at this moment. impulse……

this……

this!

This is really impossible!

When Wang Qian played the saxophone just now, he said that when he was studying music, he had studied the saxophone for a period of time, so they could barely accept it when they could play a piece of music live.

But now, Wang Qian is completely unfamiliar with this Indian musical instrument!

It only took a few minutes to familiarize yourself with it, and then you started to play it very skillfully?

Did he compose this piece himself? Also created in just six minutes?

Many people who are still awake can't help but look back at Ononga curiously. They all want to find the answer from Ononga, the only pan flute master in the world.

Most of them have never heard of this piece, but there is no guarantee that it is a new work. Only Ononga, the only pan flute master, can give the most authoritative answer!

However, when many of them looked at Ononga, they saw that Ononga was also wide-eyed at the moment, opened his mouth slightly, and stared at Wang Qian in a daze. There is a rough answer...

perhaps!

them!

At this moment, are you witnessing a miracle with your own eyes?

After thinking for a few seconds, many people quickly let go of their minds and began to experience and listen to Wang Qian's pan flute performance of this piece they had never heard before.

Immediately, almost everyone in the audience sank into the world of music.

The same is true of Wang Qian himself.

Music talent is reflected in many aspects, musicality, voice, expression and so on!

Wang Qian's musical talent is almost the strongest in all aspects.

In terms of music expression, he can perfectly express the emotions in his heart and pass them on to everyone who listens to music, so that everyone who listens to music can more easily substitute into the emotions of music.

This kind of talent is extremely rare in any world.

For the same song, some people sing it well, while others sing it so-so.

For the same piece of music, someone's performance makes you want to cry, while someone's performance makes you feel indifferent!

This is the gap in expressive talent.

Its essence is actually the transmission and substitution of emotions.

The program group in the background was also silent at this time.

Several people in the program group also watched the TV screen quietly, listening to the wonderful music played by Wang Qian, and did not pay attention to the number they were most concerned about before. The number of global viewers has exceeded 3 billion at this time...

worldwide!

Three billion people are watching Wang Qian's performance.

Countless people were sitting in front of the TV or computer at this moment, their faces stunned and stunned.

Even the Internet social platforms in various countries are much quieter at the moment.

Everyone stared at the live broadcast, listening to the music played by Wang Qian, and couldn't bear to leave for a moment, for fear of missing the wonderful clips and sounds.

In Los Angeles, the office of the program group for the World Championships was also completely silent at this time!

Everyone looked at the TV screen with a look of shock and disbelief.

It went on for several minutes, until Wang Qian finished playing, no one made a sound...

With the melodious music soaring into the sky, everyone in the program team felt a sense of tranquility in their hearts, as if washed away by the blue sky, and the many negative emotions accumulated in their hearts before were all dissipated!

When Wang Qian gently put down the pan flute in his hand.

Several people in the office turned their stiff necks and looked at each other, and they could all see each other's shock and enjoyment.

Zhou Qinghua was the first to say: "From now on, no one dares to question Professor Wang Qian in the world of music, right? I think we should have missed a lot..."

The others were silent after hearing this, and no one refuted Zhou Qinghua's words, including the North American representative who had been at odds with Zhou Qinghua, who was sitting there quietly at this moment, feeling a little regretful in his heart...

I knew that was the case.

They would agree to the conditions Wang Qian put forward without hesitation in the first place.

Even if the conditions are more excessive, they will not refuse!

because……

That is a 100% profitable business!

...

New York, Juilliard School.

Lecture site.

When Wang Qian's high-pitched and melodious music, soaring straight into the sky and overlooking the earth, the wonderful music gradually stopped.

The scene is still extremely quiet!

Those pairs of eyes were still staring at him with different expressions!

But, no surprise, there is clear shock and admiration in each pair of eyes...

Even Meilong in the front row was no exception.

Many people have not yet come out of the mood of music, and are still immersed in the world depicted by that wonderful music.

Wang Qian gently put down the pan flute, stroked this well-made pan flute, and thought that it was indeed made by Ononga's father for several years, and it was much easier to use than the assembly line instrument he used in his previous life Yes, whether it's the feel, the sound quality, or the breath feedback, it's beyond his imagination.

Therefore, he is also extremely involved in playing and enjoys it very much.

Putting down the instrument, Wang Qian looked at the audience behind his hands, ignored George who was still standing there, and said softly: "When I was familiar with this pan flute just now, I couldn't help but think of the eagle. The sight and feel of the eagle played the music."

"Call it, Song of the Eagle!"

"Rush to create, rush to perform, everyone forgive me."

Said, Wang Qian nodded apologetically to everyone in the audience.

And at this time...

All the people in the audience came back to their senses from the wonderful music played just now. After listening to Wang Qian's words, everyone suddenly realized that it is no wonder that they just looked down on the earth and regarded the blue sky as their own home.

It turned out that they substituted music into the body of an eagle...

hiss!

Many people gasped again, causing the temperature on the scene to fluctuate.