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A few days later, Huaxia Conservatory of Music.

On the west side of this top art school in China, in an area called Qinyuan, some students looked at the building blocked by security and whispered.

"Why hasn't the third theater opened yet? It's already been closed for the second day. Could it be that there are some big stars performing in it?"

"Impossible. If stars perform, the school should have a notice. Moreover, the stars usually use the first and second theaters for performances, and the third theater is used for performances by our piano department, and occasionally it is used for holding ceremonies. The piano concert, I think it should be under repair!"

"Will you be notified for maintenance? How strange!"

These future pianists were full of surprise, and hearing their conversation, Alice, who was walking towards the third theater with Huang Ye, frowned slightly.

"Your school closed the third theater to censor Meng Huo's academic performance. If these students know the truth, will they riot?" She asked softly. Children who study art generally have a more free personality than other children of the same age. However, the students of Huaxia Conservatory of Music are even more famous for their individuality. It is obviously unfair for the school to open the back door for Meng Huo.

"It's okay." But Huang Ye didn't take it seriously: "Even if you know, it's okay. What's the difference between that boy Meng Huo and a star now? It's not surprising that he has this kind of treatment."

Alice was taken aback for a moment, then smiled: "That's right."

She looked up at the building in front of her, which was somewhat similar in structure to the 'piano', and said with a little emotion: "This scene is just like a few years ago..."

"How many years ago?" Huang Ye asked strangely, "Have you been here?"

"No... I haven't been to Qinyuan, but I've been to the No. 1 and No. 2 theaters a few times." Alice said with a smile, "I mean the same as when I was in Ninghai No. 1 Middle School. Remember? You also blocked the teaching building back then. Every time I went to pick up Meng Huo, I would hear complaints from other students."

She kind of misses that time. But after a few years. Meng Huo's aura remained unchanged. Although he has left Ninghai No. 1 Middle School as an adult, his figure is still so lonely and outstanding in this new campus, and he is divided into two completely different worlds from other students.

"You mentioned that, and I just remembered that you have been following that kid since a few years ago..." Huang Ye glanced at Alice, feeling very strange. Alice had been following Meng Huo three years ago. around. I won't talk about the pick-up and drop-off, but why are you still following him now?

"You are very busy with work, how come you have time to come to Yanjing?" Huang Ye tentatively asked.

"I happen to have a job and need to come here."

Alice's answer was watertight. Of course, the work was half-truthful. In fact, she heard about Meng Huo playing the piano by accident, and followed it out of curiosity. The two walked into the third theater. Although the theater was closed, there seemed to be not many people inside. There were already dozens of people sitting on the seats that could hold thousands of people.

Most of these people sat in the back. Listening to the playing from a distance, there are only four or five teachers in charge of review sitting in the first row.

"The students sitting here are the top students in our school." Huang Ye quietly explained to Alice: "The school arranged for them to come here to watch Meng Huo's academic review. This will also increase their knowledge for them. Of course, this matter It is kept confidential, and the personal equipment was checked when entering the door, and even the mobile phone could not be brought in."

The Huaxia Conservatory of Music knew very well that the song Meng Huo was playing was a very important song, so the review was very strict.

Alice nodded, and her eyes swept across the auditorium. These young college students listened to the piano quietly, with envy, surprise, and jealousy on their faces. Alice knew their thoughts very well. It is not an exaggeration to say that Meng Huo's piano skills are at the professional level, and many professional pianists can't match him.

"Huh? That's..." She suddenly noticed that there were not only students in the auditorium, but also other people. Alice frowned slightly, then raised her foot and walked over there. Huang Ye was surprised by her action, but when he saw the direction of her footsteps, his expression also became surprised.

"Isn't that President Kong of the Pianist Association?" Huang Ye found that Kong Wei, the president of the Huaxia Piano Association, was sitting in the auditorium, as well as several other big figures in the piano industry, including even a piano star like Qin Lang. There were more than a dozen such people, sitting on the other side of the students, Huang Ye didn't notice at first.

He walked over, and when he approached, Alice had already greeted the people inside: "President Kong, long time no see, Mr. He, you are here too..."

She greeted each of them, and knew more people than Huang Ye, which made Huang Ye lament that she was worthy of being China Entertainment's signature manager. After leaving her job for so many years, her network seemed to have not decreased much.

"Miss Xu, it's rare to see you again."

Kong Wei and the others happily talked back to Alice, and then started chatting. They were talking here, and their voices were not deliberately lowered, but in the spacious theater, these voices were just a drop in the ocean, and did not affect the sound of the piano at all. voice.

Huang Ye stood aside and listened to the piano, paying attention to Alice and their topics from time to time. He was very interested in both things, which made him a little absent-minded. Other than the conversation, the rest listened carefully to the sound of the piano, and two elderly people enjoyed the music with intoxicated expressions.

With their eyes closed, they tapped their fingers lightly in accordance with the rhythm of the piano, as if they had already filtered out all the sounds around them and put their souls into the sound of the piano. Huang Ye was a little ashamed. The people sitting here were very focused. They were real pianists, completely different from half-assed pianists like him.

At the end of a piano piece, there was applause from the audience. Dozens of people were all applauding, but it was very rare in the spacious theater. Meng Huo on the stage glanced at Alice in surprise, but quickly looked away and started talking with the judges in the first row. .

"This is the first time I have seen a semester assessment of this level." Watching Meng Huo step down, Kong Wei said with emotion: "Not to mention the semester assessment, even the graduation assessment can get full marks!"

"I can't stop watching. Although the song just now is not a world-famous song, but the playing skills he showed, I don't think it is difficult to win the top three in the China Rookie Pianist Competition." Qin Lang said with a complicated expression, he After receiving the news, I took a look curiously, but was shocked.

"The top three rookie pianists have wronged him too much. His piano is superb, and he is no longer a rookie." An old man's slap was the longest. After he stopped, his palm was a little red: "Qin Lang, you are not as good as him!"

His words were very certain, Qin Lang blushed, but he didn't dare to object, he could only dodge and say: "Teacher, do you think too highly of him?"

This old man was his teacher, and Qin Lang was very upset when he heard his teacher praise someone younger than himself.

"A layman looks at the fun, and an expert looks at the doorway. In fact, you should know what level he is." The old man glanced at Qin Lang and sighed slightly: "In the eyes of ordinary people, a professional pianist is similar to a top pianist. They They know whether a piece of piano music is good or not, but they can’t tell how good it is.”

"You are a professional pianist, and you are already an expert. He Xi, you can't tell the difference between a good piano and a bad one."

"..."

Qin Lang was silent for a moment, then lowered his head in shame: "I'm sorry, teacher."

He could tell that He Xi's piano was indeed very powerful, and the piano was an art that coordinated the body and soul. Every pianist is pursuing the ultimate of the two, but the lower the level of the pianist, the higher the physical requirements. Ninety-five percent of the pianists in the world are pursuing the skill of playing, and the rest Only five people can freely control the piano and pursue the harmony of the soul.

Of course, this does not mean that the remaining 5% of people do not need to pursue better techniques. In fact, they are also pursuing, and what they are pursuing is better techniques for expressing the soul of music. But that skill can already be said to be miraculous. Qin Lang has not reached that level, he is still limited by his body and fingers, and the young man in the center of this theater has already surpassed this level.

His piano skills are enough for him to freely play any difficult tunes. This is exactly what the old man meant by being superb. He looked at Meng Huo passionately, and said in admiration, "I have never seen such a talented young pianist. He has learned the piano for only a few years, but his skills are beyond measure." Picky, genius, indeed a peerless genius!"

At the age of twenty, there are not many people who have reached this high level of performance. There have been several such geniuses in history. In fact, in today's China, there are several pianists who can compete with Meng Huo between the ages of twenty-five and thirty, but all of these people have not been practicing since childhood. Qin people, not a single one.

"Mr. Liu said so, so we still have to bring this young man here?" Kong Wei's eyes lit up, and he said, "It's too wasteful to put him outside for such an outstanding pianist."

Alice narrowed her eyes, sure enough, when she saw these people, she wondered if they wanted La Menghuo to enter the music industry, as expected...

"Meng Huo is not interested in the music industry, and now is not the time. It seems that I have to find a way to stop them."

Alice thought to herself, but just as she was thinking about countermeasures, another old man spoke slowly.

"No need, this child no longer needs a teacher, and we are not qualified to teach him..."

She smiled gratifiedly: "He has walked out of his own way. The pursuit of piano and music does not necessarily require sitting on the stage to perform. This child does not admit it...but his piano tells me that no matter where he is, He will never give up the piano, he has entered the Tao, just like us, he will continue to pursue the ultimate art."

"That's enough... He doesn't need to be from the music industry to burn wildly."

The old man believed that a pianist would be born in Huaxia decades later. (to be continued..) ()