Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 1250, Section 470: What is a Talented Perspective? Lin's First Music Season Record [Part 2]

Perhaps a truly moving solo recital doesn't require the performer to play every piece that touches the heart.

Audiences who love classical music are often forgiving; they may only need to experience one unforgettable moment among thousands of notes to feel fortunate and that the trip was worthwhile.

In a time when every performer painstakingly designs their opening piece, who would have thought that Grimm's notes would appear on stage, in the opening, and under the fingers of a young girl?

She was slender and appeared with a formal yet childlike smile, wearing a well-fitting black evening gown, resembling an unopened lily of the valley bud.

The moment she casually played a note from Glinka, no one could have imagined that that unforgettable moment would instantly linger in everyone's hearts.

The bright melody, tinged with a touch of melancholy, flowed freely under the spotlight, like the mist at the edge of a fairytale forest, drifting casually towards the vast and boundless land.

Stunning.

surprise.

Surprise.

The audience was amazed by the music, surprised by the age of the performers, and delighted to be there in person.

They are witnessing a deeply moving opening.

It was indeed a touching opening. From the music in the ears to the focused and affectionate performance by the young girl, everything that was happening made it hard to believe that this was a performance.

Although most live music can be performed.

Tang Xiaoxing had listened to Xiao Che play this Variations in E-flat major, adapted by Glinka from Mozart's Magic Flute, three times in the past two days. Each time, it was exquisite, just like listening to a CD three times.

But the car's performance this time gave her a different feeling; the music seemed to be infused with an emotion that couldn't be dissolved.

She could clearly feel that Xiao Che was performing the piece in a joyful manner, but there were always fleeting moments of sadness.

So Tang Xiaoxing had two questions in her mind that she couldn't wait to know the answers to.

She mustered her courage and asked the person next to her, "Teacher, did Linlin choose this opening piece herself?"

Ang Lee nodded as he looked at the stage: "She chose it herself."

Just as Tang Xiaoxing had predicted, this must be a piece that holds special significance for Linlin.

In Tang Xiaoxing's view, only in this way could Linlin bring out two completely different feelings during rehearsals and actual performances. She admired this ability to freely control and adjust emotions in a piece of work.

"Linlin is really amazing."

Tang Xiaoxing smiled and sighed, as if she were happy for herself.

Upon hearing this, Ang Lee glanced at him and smiled, "You two are both very capable."

Tang Xiaoxing shook his head and said seriously, "I can't produce two different feelings in the performance of the same piece."

Li Anxin realized that this was the issue they were talking about. Perfect, it was the very issue he was about to discuss with Tang Xiaoxing.

"small star."

Tang Xiaoxing turned her head to the side, "Teacher."

"Come sit down here and take a look." Li An turned around and walked to the chair behind him to sit down, and Tang Xiaoxing followed and sat down next to him.

From this angle, the teacher and student can see the stage more clearly through the backstage entrance.

After a moment, Li An spoke up: "Xiao Xing, have you considered whether you want to work in the music industry in the future?"

Tang Xiaoxing answered instinctively, "Yes."

Ang Lee: "To become a professional pianist, a conductor, or a conductor who is also a pianist?"

Forehead.
Tang Xiaoxing was speechless at this series of professional identities.

Her first thought was to become a professional pianist. She loves playing the piano, and playing it forever is her dream.

But her grandfather also wanted her to become a conductor, and she was not opposed to becoming one.

Or, as the teacher suggested, become a conductor who is also a pianist?
Just as she was about to give an answer, a thought suddenly popped into her mind: she had never thought about this question at all.

When faced with the teacher's question, it seemed more like an unconscious reaction to a script she had written, a script she hadn't actually written herself.

Seeing that Tang Xiaoxing hadn't made a move, Ang Lee's gaze returned to the stage.

On stage, the small car in front of the piano suddenly accelerated, and the musical emotions progressed layer by layer. The rough yet brilliant arpeggios were like horses' hooves breaking through the snow, giving people an indescribable shock.

"Impressive," Li An thought to himself.

In terms of piano playing, there are some areas where he already needs to start learning from Xiao Che.

"Teacher, Linlin must want to become a professional musician in the future."

“She,” Li An paused, “wants to become a piano teacher.”

Tang Xiaoxing was stunned. Linlin wanted to become a piano teacher in the future!?
Ang Lee: "Didn't you expect that?"

Tang Xiaoxing: "Hmm, I feel that Linlin will definitely become a very talented musician in the future."

Ang Lee: "A conflict?"

Tang Xiaoxing was taken aback again, then smiled and said, "It doesn't conflict with anything, just like you, teacher."

Ang Lee smiled and said, “It’s different. My initial wish was to be a pianist, but I ended up becoming a piano teacher. She decided to become a teacher, but I guess she will first be known as a professional pianist.”

Tang Xiaoxing wondered what was so different about them; they were both teachers and pianists.

“It’s not important,” Li An changed the subject, “Xiao Xing, why do you think Lin Lin will definitely become a very talented musician in the future?”

Tang Xiaoxing was stunned for the third time. If Linlin just continued on the current path, she would definitely become a professional pianist in the future.

Ang Lee: "You must be thinking that she has already reached this level, just like her on stage right now, and in your opinion, it's only a matter of time before she reaches this level."

Tang Xiaoxing: "Yes, teacher."

Ang Lee: "So you think you can definitely become a professional soloist, just like Sun Wenjun and Xiao Jingchen, right?"

Tang Xiaoxing: "No."

Ang Lee: "All four of you are very talented. You have all shown top-notch talent at such a young age, and you are all very hardworking. You all have the potential to become soloists, so why do you think otherwise?"

Tang Xiaoxing: "I feel that, including myself, my teacher doesn't think I have the qualifications to become a soloist. Sun Wenjun and Xiao Jingchen gave me the same feeling. In the competition, they just seemed like they were there to compete. Their pieces emphasized competitiveness and pursued a maturity that was not in line with their age. In reality, they couldn't handle those pieces."

"But I don't see any desire for the competition results in Linlin. She enjoys the stage and the music."

As she spoke, Tang Xiaoxing belatedly realized something, and her speech slowed down as she adopted a thoughtful tone. "Linlin is playing her own music. She uses music to tell you the emotions she wants to share with you."

moment.

"Teacher, I think I understand now."

“Linlin’s attitude towards music is different from ours; she has a focus that we don’t.” Li An: “Xiaoxing, you’re wrong about one thing.”

Tang Xiaoxing: "Mm."

Ang Lee: "In that competition, she wanted to get the ticket to Poland more than any other player there."

Tang Xiaoxing: "Huh?!"

Ang Lee: "If it weren't for her mother's unwavering support, you probably wouldn't have had the chance to know her, including me. And the day of the final was her mother's birthday."

Tang Xiaoxing's heart skipped a beat. She had heard about Linlin's family situation from Teacher Chen and her uncle once.

It was so painful. Tang Xiaoxing felt extremely sad. If she were Linlin, how much she would have longed for the opportunity to go to Poland to participate in the finals. But in the end, she missed it by just one place, and she knew exactly where she went wrong.

Tang Xiaoxing: Teacher

Ang Lee: "But you are right about one thing: she was sharing her music. She wanted to win, to win with her music. So even if she didn't get the result she wanted in the end, she had no regrets. She understood from a very young age that life sometimes doesn't go as planned."

Tang Xiaoxing: "Linlin."

Ang Lee: "Let me tell you why I think she will become an excellent soloist in the future. Besides her talent and hard work, it is her attitude towards music."

"She knows what she is capable of and will do her best to achieve it."

"Xiaoxing, do you know what situation she finds most unacceptable on stage?"

Tang Xiaoxing: "I didn't express what I wanted to play."

Ang Lee smiled and said, "No, she can't accept herself making mistakes. In her view, as a pianist performing on stage, the only thing she can guarantee to the audience is that she won't make any mistakes."

Tang Xiaoxing was stunned again, and the scene of their conversation in the lounge flashed before her eyes once more.

Wow! I was worried I'd play something wrong.

No, Linlin, you'll definitely be fine. Besides, it's perfectly normal to play a few wrong notes.

Tang Xiaoxing was filled with shame. She had just told Linlin a bunch of things that didn't matter if she mispronounced words.

Ang Lee: "She focuses on every detail of the performance, and she considers the audience at every show."

After a pause, he said, "I think that's why you believe she will definitely become a piano soloist, because what she holds dear in her heart was shown to you and felt on stage. Am I right?"

Tang Xiaoxing nodded, falling into reflection once again.

She recalled the question Rolf had raised at lunch that day.

Regarding the shortcomings of Beethoven's musical components, she immediately adopted a scholar's perspective to analyze the underlying issues, concluding that Beethoven's melodies are simple yet profound.

Linlin, however, came to a completely opposite conclusion from the perspective of a performer.

Ang Lee: "She won't play things she doesn't understand. She has to figure out what she's playing. She's sincere about music."

Tang Xiaoxing: "I can feel it."

Ang Lee: "Music is like this. If you are sincere to it, it will be sincere to you. Now I will explain why you feel that this variation on the Magic Flute has such rich emotions in it."

Tang Xiaoxing turned her head, her expression devout.

Ang Lee: "Because this piece was originally a birthday gift she gave to her mother."

"She delivered this gift via video on her phone the night the competition ended, because she couldn't play it for her mother in person due to circumstances."

"So she needs a formal stage to personally perform this piece for her mother again."

Tang Xiaoxing seemed to understand, yet it also seemed she didn't fully understand.

"But today is already Auntie's birthday."

Ang Lee smiled again: "This is the norm in life."

Tang Xiaoxing finally smiled: "Linlin, she's really amazing."

Ang Lee: "You're great too, Xiaoxing. Everyone's path is different. What you need to think about is what kind of path you want to take."

Tang Xiaoxing stared at the little car in front of the piano for a long time without saying a word. She was extremely excited, as if she had never been so excited before, but she also vaguely felt that her body was trapped in a shackle.

After a long while, a sound came out, barely audible.

"Teacher, you know, Grandpa, he..."

"Child, why don't you try it first? Sometimes all it takes is a little courage to speak your mind."

The melody on stage unfolded for the fourth time around the theme, with the piano playing carrying the heroism and tenderness of a fairy tale warrior, its smoothness concealing a certain power.

In the time that followed, the teacher and student did not discuss topics related to dreams or family.

They sat quietly backstage, listening from their narrow perspective as Xiao Che completed one piece after another.

During this time, the two would have a quiet discussion about a particular piece of music.

This made one corner of the backstage area sometimes resemble an extension of the audience seating, and sometimes resemble a classroom.

As thunderous applause erupted, Tang Xiaoxing, with Ang Lee's encouraging smile, accepted the flowers she had secretly prepared.

"Whoosh————————"

The car, covered in sweat, returned backstage, ignoring the towel offered by the staff.

She took the flowers that Tang Xiaoxing handed her.

"Thank you, Xiaoxing!"

"Linlin, you're amazing!"

As they spoke, the two children embraced amidst the laughter of a group of staff members.

However, the applause at the scene did not diminish in the slightest after the car left the stage; in fact, it seemed to intensify.

“Wow——————————————”

Another round of applause came from the backstage entrance.

Feeling the enthusiastic atmosphere emanating from the scene, Ang Lee scratched his forehead.

Judging from this, he probably won't have enough encore songs for the car.

Clearly, the concert is far from over.

Ang Lee stood up and strode quickly toward the two girls. "No, you two wait a minute!"

(End of this chapter)