Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 1347, Section 567: The Battle of the Three Heroes! The Silent Revolution of the Fourth Key
Soothing adults might be a little difficult, but soothing children is one of our teacher Li's specialties.

His question completely piqued the children's interest.

When discussing the three composers, one inevitably encounters detailed explanations of their repertoire and practice sessions.

For most children, the names of these three composers are essentially equivalent to Li Bai and Du Fu in their Chinese textbooks.

Now, Li Bai and Du Fu are sitting face to face, drinking wine and chatting. How could such a down-to-earth scene not interest children?
So what will these three old friends in the music industry argue about when they sit together?

"Is the food too salty tonight?"

That's why we say Boss X is a good teammate; his response from afar completely ignited the atmosphere.

Audience: Hahahaha!

Ang Lee responded seriously to Boss X: "Be serious! I really did dream about it!"

Audience: Hahahaha!

As he spoke, Ang Lee laughed, then ignored Boss X and turned to the audience, whispering mysteriously, "They are arguing about what classical music is."

Boss X: "My God!!"

Audience: Hahahaha!

The humorous music, combined with the two teachers' banter, had everyone thoroughly entertained.

But surprisingly, quite a few children actually believed it.

"I figured I needed to listen carefully to what these three had to say about this issue; they're all real experts!"

Cloud: "Isn't this the epitome of irony?"

Ang Lee: "So I went a little closer and heard Haydn say that classicism no longer needs to be debated."

"Hayden was very imposing, holding a wine glass in one hand and extending three fingers on the other."

"Ahem." As Li An spoke, he imitated Haydn's father's mannerisms and expressions, lowered his voice and spoke a few words of German, which immediately drew applause from the audience.

The children were amazed, and the teachers continued to marvel, while Novak whistled.

"I wasn't lying to you, I really dreamt about it. Hayden always talks like that."

"What does this mean? He said, firstly, there should be clear paragraphs."

"Second, there must be a rigorous tone and layout."

"Third, one must have restrained emotions."

"Is Haydn right?"

Audience: "Bravo!!"

Ang Lee: "It's really good. Everyone, listen carefully. Does the music you hear right now have all three elements?"

The audience: "Yes!"

Ang Lee: "Can you understand me? Just say yes!"

Audience: "Yes!"

Ang Lee: "You guys are amazing. When I was your age, I had never even heard of the term 'classical style'."

"Haydn was worried that the two people wouldn't understand, so he gave an example. He said that the sudden stomp in the soft parts of my Surprise Symphony is the most representative work. In terms of emotional restraint, no one can beat him."

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"At that moment, Mozart, who was sitting to his right, burst into loud laughter."

"Mozart was very handsome. He was the most handsome of the three. He had silver hair, a full forehead, deep-set eyes, a high nose, and was well-dressed. He looked like a noble young master at first glance."

Audience: "Wasn't Mozart's silver wig stolen last night?!"

"Hahahahaha!"

Ang Lee scoffed, "Maybe this hat was borrowed from Haydn? He can't just call him 'Dad Haydn' for nothing, can he?"

The audience was laughing hysterically.

"Mozart questioned Haydn, 'Your Astonishment Symphony can only frighten Londoners; such drama is hardly worthy of serious attention.'"

"Did you hear that? Mozart questioned Haydn, and then talked about his own work, The Marriage of Figaro."

At this moment, the Marriage of Figaro Overture began to play on stage, with its intricate strings resembling a game of hide-and-seek.

"This is the true style of classicism. It sounds simple in structure, but it is full of ingenious tricks."

Ang Lee paused here, as if he were also listening to the music in his ears.

moment.

“At the time, I was also thinking about Mozart’s words. I hadn’t felt this way before, but after listening to him and now listening to this music, I think I understand something.”

"He has a point."

But Beethoven didn't think so.

"Beethoven was standing with his arms crossed, his brow furrowed. He looked fierce, short and stocky, with large knuckles. You could feel the strength in his fingers from the way he crossed his arms."

After a while, he shook his head and said to Haydn and Mozart, "You're both not right! Music is war!"

Audience: Wow!

Ang Lee: "At the time, I thought to myself, 'As expected of a composer who can write about passion and heroism, he has a very accurate understanding of his own musical style.'"

"After saying that, Beethoven took a sip himself."

"Just then, a bartender came over, and the three of them noticed me."

Audience: !

“I was a little nervous at the time. I really wanted to go over and listen to them talk some more, but I'm a foreigner, wearing jeans and flip-flops. I was completely out of place in the atmosphere, you know? It was really strange of me to be there.”

Audience: "Hahahaha!"

"But, but, here's the important part: Mozart was a really nice guy. He probably noticed my predicament, so he raised his glass and gestured for me to come over and have a drink with him."

"I thought to myself, this is great, because you should already know a little about my alcohol tolerance."

Audience: Hahahaha!

Huang Chuxian laughed until his stomach hurt: "This is too funny!"

Boss X: "Shameless!"

Sun Liwen: "I'm impressed."

He drew his sword: "I really want to call the police!"

After a burst of laughter and commotion from the audience.

Ang Lee rubbed his aching facial muscles; he himself was almost at his breaking point.

"So I went over and sat between Mozart and Beethoven."

"My father ordered me a glass of white wine, which tasted like juice."

"They asked me where I was from, and I said I was from the University of Tokyo."

Audience: Hahahaha!

"Their expressions told me they didn't know where Dongda was. That's the effect I wanted, but Hayden's father didn't believe me. He asked me to say a Dongda saying. I said, 'The ocean embraces all rivers, and its capacity is great.' Then all three of them showed expressions of appreciation. I analyzed that the rhythm of the syllables in that sentence was very Baroque. After all, Hayden's father was a junior when it came to Baroque style."

Audience: Hahahaha!

"Mozart asked me if I knew the three of them, and I noticed that Beethoven's eyes seemed to be expecting my answer."

Audience: "His tsundere attitude is kicking in!"

"I said I know them, they are three of the most famous composers of our time."

"People like to hear nice things, and after hearing what I said, all three of them nodded in satisfaction."

"Beethoven suddenly asked me what I did for a living, and I said I was a little carambhava." The audience: "Hahahaha!"

"Hayden's father asked little Karami what his specific job was."

"I'm talking about the piano teacher."

Audience: Hahahaha!

"When they heard me say that I was a piano teacher, the person playing the piano behind me turned around. They seemed shocked that I was a piano teacher. As soon as I said it, I regretted it."

"At that time, most people who dared to call themselves piano teachers were at the same level as those three, so I quickly added that I belonged to the amateur level, and said that my purpose in coming to Vienna was to understand what classical style really is."

"As soon as I finished speaking, the second round of argument among the three of us began."

"To be honest, I was completely confused by this part in my dream. Some of the works they cited were ones I had never heard of before. In the end, I had no choice but to interrupt them."

“I would like to say to the three teachers, my students are all young, and they may not understand what you are saying.”

"When Haydn's father heard this, he nodded, and Mozart and Beethoven also stopped."

"Then I gave them an idea. I said to the three teachers, could we use real-life examples to describe it so that my students could understand?"

All three composers fell silent.

"While they were thinking, I ordered another glass of wine."

"After a while, Hayden's father spoke first."

"This time he said that classical music is like building a house!"

"First, we have to lay the foundation, then build the walls, and finally put on the roof."

He asked me if I could understand this example.

"I thought it should be about right, my students are all quite smart."

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"Can you understand?! Leave a comment if you can."

Audience: Hahahaha!

"Next was Mozart, who once again rejected Haydn's father."

"Mozart said no! Music is like hide-and-seek! He asked me if I had ever eaten a sugar ball, and I asked what a sugar ball was. He said it was coated in sugar and looked very sweet, but when you bite into it, it's sour inside."

"When I heard that, I thought it was candied hawthorn. I said I'd had it before, and it was delicious."

He said the classic style is like the taste of a candy ball.

"At this moment, Beethoven spoke."

“Beethoven’s opening lines were full of gunpowder, emphasizing once again that music is like a fighting match: first follow the rules, then in the end there are no rules left.”

"Mozart criticized Beethoven for being too violent, but I thought to myself, Beethoven truly deserves to be the first man to break the rules."

"But the examples given by the other two also sound very convincing to me."

After Beethoven finished speaking, the three men looked at me, as if they wanted me to give my opinion.

“I’m sorry, I can’t judge, so I gave them another question.”

"I said, could the three teachers each provide me with a teaching method based on your definition of classical style?"

"When the teaching method is mentioned, the room immediately falls silent."

“I knew they were going to fall into deep thought again, so I ordered another glass of wine.”

A few soft laughs came from the audience.

"This time, it was Haydn's father who spoke first. He said that no matter what piece you receive, you should start by counting the beats, one two three four, two two three four. He told me that without a stable rhythm, it's like stepping on the wrong foot while dancing."

"This time, Mozart did not refute Haydn's words. He told me that children could also try humming the music first, so that they could feel the joy contained in the music."

"Finally, Beethoven told me that perhaps you could also let your students practice directly, provided that they have already grasped the musical motif."

He said that the path of music is actually a maze that is not clearly visible, and only by bravely leaping into the unknown can one gain something.

At this point, Ang Lee's smile faded, and the room fell silent.

moment.

"Children, so what exactly is classicism?"

"I think this issue will still be debated a hundred years from now."

"So what I want to say is, just like the point that Li Ziming just made, if the three names Haydn, Mozart, and Beethoven can represent the entire classical music, then can we make such a summary?"

"Haydn's music may have the most perfect structure, but music cannot exist only within a framework."

"Mozart's music may have the most magnificent melodies, but music cannot just remain at the level of entertainment."

"Beethoven's music may represent true classicism, but before that, there is another person we cannot avoid mentioning."

"In the end, the three of them got completely drunk. I vaguely felt that my dream was about to end, so I got up and bowed to the three of them. Then I prepared to take a look at the world outside the tavern before I woke up, but I was stopped by a hoarse voice behind me."

I turned around and Czerny was walking toward me with four sheets of music in his hands.

He said, "Sir, may I ask what your name is?"

"I bowed to him, addressed him respectfully as teacher, and told him my name."

"He seemed a little flattered, after all, his teacher was lying on the table at that moment, and he asked me what textbooks I was currently using to lay the foundation for my students."

"He made me laugh. All I could say was that I was using etudes by a great piano composer to lay the foundation for my students."

"When I said that, all I was thinking was how I should answer if he asked me the name of this great composer."

A few more soft laughs rang out from the audience.

"Unfortunately, he didn't ask anything or say anything more, but just handed me the four sheet music books with both hands."

"I took it and glanced at it. There were four sets of numbers and author names written on it: 599, 849, 299, and 740."

"At this moment, I feel like I can already hear the alarm clock."

"Before leaving, I bowed deeply to him and said to him, 'Professor Czerny, these four textbooks will revolutionize the future.'"

He didn't say anything, as if he had already handed over his most precious possession to me, and then turned around and sat down at the piano in the corner of the tavern.

"Begin playing a left-hand etude."

"Watching his back as he played the piano, I felt an indescribable emotion."

"The alarm clock rang louder and louder until my vision gradually blurred, and with a bright light, I was forced to close my eyes."

"When I opened my eyes again, I found it was already daylight."

I quickly looked down at my hands and found that I had nothing in them.

"Then I got up, washed up, ate breakfast, and prepared to go on stage for the opening ceremony."

"Then he went on and on and on, and then we got to this moment."

"Right now."

"I think whatever classical music is, perhaps a man named Carl Czerny should appear on this page."

"Although he didn't say anything in the end, it was as if he had given me four keys to the door of classicism."

"Now I would like to give these four keys to everyone here."

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"Promise me you'll practice the piano diligently starting today, okay?"

The sudden change in tone, coupled with Mr. An's magical transformation, instantly transported the audience back to the opening ceremony.

A burst of enthusiastic applause erupted.