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Chapter 1398, Section 618: A Brief Account of a Concert [Part 2]

There are quite a few spectators today.

Ang Lee, who was hiding behind the stage, just peeked out and glanced at the audience, and his mouth stretched to his ears in a wide grin.

It must be said that the number of people present far exceeded his expectations.

Good evening, dear viewers.

As the concert's opening announcement played, the venue gradually quieted down.

Ang Lee turned around and went back to the backstage rest room.

The little car on the sofa immediately stood up.

"Go wait in the waiting area, there are still five minutes left."

"Ok!"

The teacher and student returned to the corridor one after the other, and Ang Lee felt that he had nothing more to say to them.

Should I go downstairs or stay backstage?

The car actually thought for a few seconds, then said, "You should stay in the backstage area."

Ang Lee: "OK."

Upon arriving at the backstage entrance, Ang Lee gestured to the staff that he would open the door shortly.

The staff member responsible for opening the door smiled upon seeing this, and then left the last moment of the concert to the teacher and student.

Please turn off your phone or put it on silent mode. Thank you for your cooperation.

After the final recitation of the concert's opening remarks, the teacher and student exchanged a smile.

Are you nervous or not?

"Guess."

"I won't guess."

Li Anle chuckled and stretched out his big fist, while Xiao Che reached out his little fist and touched it.

"come on."

Li An opened the wooden door to the entrance, and Xiao Che, with her skirt twirling, strode onto the stage.

The moment she stepped through the door, it was as if she had stepped into a ray of light.

"Wow————————"
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They walked onto the stage amidst waves of applause.

Xiao Che was still wearing that black evening gown, but she seemed to have grown taller than when she last appeared on stage.

She looks less like a young girl.

But at least the silver musical note brooch on her chest was unbelievably cute.

Standing in the center of the stage, she turned around and bowed deeply to the audience.

Then a warm smile, like a spring breeze, appeared on his face.

Her expression seemed to be a silent expression of gratitude to every audience member who came to the scene.

"Wow——————"

Another round of applause rang out and faded, and the car turned around and walked to the piano.

call.

She sat on the piano bench, her skirt swaying gently. She paused for two seconds with her hands suspended in the air before lightly placing them on the piano keys.

"when."

They barely made the audience wait a second longer than necessary.

She played the first note of the concert, like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples.

The Czerny Etudes concert, dedicated to the Wind Maiden, has officially begun.

As a series of waterfall-like arpeggios swept through the entire hall, some audience members seemed to only belatedly realize what was happening.

But most of them were wrong.

When the first brilliant piece was finished, the car, quite unusually, stood up and bowed.

The audience applauded in response.

But the little car didn't go back to the backstage immediately; instead, it sat back down at the piano after the applause subsided.

next second.

The girl in front of the piano seemed to transform into a young piano student who had just started learning the instrument.

At the stage entrance, Ang Lee leaned against the door frame and smiled.

He seemed quite satisfied with the contrast between the two songs performed by Xiao Che.

No problem!
First movement.

bud!

In the first movement of this concert, Ang Lee arranged a duet of Czerny Nos. 12 and 17 for the car.

What is the approximate difficulty level of these two pieces?

Eighty percent of the children playing the piano at the event could play.

These two pieces can be considered essential reading for beginners.

Simple five-finger exercises and legato combinations, without fancy ornaments or dramatic melodies, are the best test of a performer's basic skills.

Ang Lee's idea was simple: to connect the children and parents of the four steelworkers, or rather, every child and parent who came to the concert, and even those who might see it online in the future.

Listen and see, Czerny isn't as boring as you might think.

Just like this moment.

At the piano, Xiao Che's fingertips landed lightly, the pressure on the keys perfectly controlled, without a single harsh touch.

Each note has a translucent quality, like raindrops on leaves after the rain, so clean that they can reflect light.

Her left hand was steady, like a steady drumbeat, each strike landing on the pulse of the rhythm.

Her right hand moved with fluid, swirling strokes, like a fluttering butterfly, resting against the piano keys as if ready to dance at any moment.

These two simple little pieces of music left the young audience members in awe.

They quietly sat up straight, their brows furrowing slightly, their eyes filled with confusion.

They knew those two melodies all too well!
So familiar with it that I can hum the tune with my eyes closed!

But why did the women in the audience play differently from them?
They could certainly tell which playing style sounded better, so their eyes gradually lit up.

With a soft ending note, before the young audience could react, the melody and rhythm filling the air gradually became richer.

"849, 15 items."

In a corner of the audience, Senior Sister Ji smiled.

That's right.

Czerny 849, Arpeggio Exercise No. 15, is presented.

If Czerny 599 was still in its toddler stage, then Czerny 849 was already walking in full stride.

Xiao Che's wrists rose and fell gently, his fingertips skillfully traversing the keyboard.

The melody in the high register is bright and lively, like sunlight dancing on the treetops.

The arpeggios in the bass register lay a solid foundation, like the earth supporting all things with its weight.

The monotonous etude, under her interpretation, suddenly gained depth and warmth.

With the appearance of 30 of 849, the first minor climax of the concert occurred.

This is a comprehensive etude with a richer variety of tempos and dynamics.

The small car not only shows a significant increase in the pressure applied to the fingertips, but also a more determined feel when touching the keys.

The melody no longer progresses with light, bouncy leaps, but carries a steady strength, giving people an indescribable sense of weight.

As the last note faded, the little car stopped, stood up, turned around, smiled, played the piano, and bowed.

"Wow—"

The applause from the audience seemed to become childlike, gentle and lingering, unlike the intense applause at the beginning, as if afraid of ruining the stage atmosphere at this moment.

Wei Sanwan kept asking Jia Mingyu beside him, "Is that right?"

Jia Mingyu nodded repeatedly: "Yes."

The teacher and student had been discussing the musicality of Czerny's works on their way there.

At least for now, no one can deny that.

When the car settled down again, the concert entered its second movement—

Advanced.

The lights dimmed briefly, and the stage fell silent.

The audience held their breath, their eyes fixed on the figure in front of the piano.

A few seconds later, a spotlight shone down, illuminating the car's focused profile.

She took a deep breath and raised her hand again.

The moment the fingertips touched the ground, the speed and intensity of the music increased several times over compared to before!
"Dangdang!"

Czerny 299, No. 13, the declension octave etude, is like a thunderclap from a clear sky, instantly pushing the atmosphere to tension and excitement.

This is how you quickly break down octaves!
Wang Xiaohu's eyes lit up as he watched, thinking to himself when he could play the broken octaves like that!

This is also a technique that is very difficult for many intermediate piano students to master.

It's either a vague and tangled mess.

Or it's noise caused by being slammed hard.

Yet, under the fingertips of the small car, the movements were neat and powerful, each note landing clearly and distinctly, without the slightest hesitation.

In front of the camera, she leans slightly forward, her back taut, her gaze fixed intently on the piano keys, her eyelashes casting soft shadows under the light.

Her focus at that moment was palpable. The professional audience members below the stage finally sat up straight at that instant.

Some people unconsciously crossed their hands in front of them, while others stared intently.

But regardless of their reaction, at this moment they all had to admit that they were impressed.

In 299, this is a very typical piece that is extremely difficult to play well.

At that moment, they not only heard "good," but also "wonderful."

"when!"

However, the little car won't give people much of a chance to reminisce.

Then she brought another combination of tracks 25 and 31 from track 299.

This time, her fingertips began to truly traverse the world of black and white keys.

The changes in volume of the piano music are like the rise and fall of waves, sometimes like a gentle stream, soft and melodious.

Sometimes it flows like a rushing river, and sometimes it is majestic and powerful.

Her body gradually swayed slightly with the melody, as if she were naturally immersed in the music.

It was under these conditions that the car completed the last piece of the second movement.

299-40.

This etude, hailed as the pinnacle of technical skill (as described in the piece 299), integrates a variety of highly challenging techniques, including scales, arpeggios, and leaps in thirds.
It is the final hurdle for many piano learners who are moving towards higher levels.

This piece requires a fast tempo, steady dynamics, and a smooth melody; a slight misstep could turn it into a disaster.

But the little car once again used its magical powers to make the audience temporarily forget that this was an etude with a special meaning.

Her rhythm was as steady as the swing of a clock, and her control over her fingertips was simply amazing.

Even in the fastest passages, every note remains clear and full.

"Brilliant."

As the audience member closest to the stage at that moment, Ang Lee couldn't help but praise Xiao Che when he heard this.

This technology demonstration thrilled him!

He didn't know how to express his emotions at this moment; perhaps everyone who loves the piano would be just as excited at this moment.

Hearing such a piece performed like this on such a stage, who wouldn't say "Awesome!" as they pass by?

"when!"

As the last powerful chord fell, the sound of the piano was like a boulder crashing into a deep pool.

After a half-second silence from the audience, the car suddenly raised its hands and stood up.

Thunderous applause erupted instantly.

There is no more gentleness.

"Wow————————"

The applause was accompanied by a few cheers.

Looking in the direction of the voice, Ah Liu realized it was Brother Dingzi.

He thought it was Wang Xiaohu.

Hey?
It was only then that Wang Xiaohu's cousin realized that Wang Xiaohu had disappeared sometime earlier.

"Auntie, where's Little Tiger?"

Xu Lixin sighed, "He's probably gone backstage."

"It's okay, you don't need to worry about him. Does it sound nice?"

Cousin Xiaohu: "I don't understand, but it's very impressive. I feel like he's even more amazing than Xiaohu."

Xu Li was startled; the way she said it made her son sound incredibly powerful.
Intermission.

While the audience was able to relax, some got up to go to the restroom.

Many parents were discussing the first half of the concert.

The conversation naturally turned to Xiao Che's superb piano skills and stage presence that far exceeded his age.

At first they were wondering what a Czerny concert was, but now they understand completely.

Just as the cart behind us put down the water cup, we heard a noise behind us.

When I turned around, it was indeed a dog.

"Arlene."

"I knew you were coming."

"Hehe! That was great! Everyone in the audience is talking about you now."

"real or fake?"

"Of course it's true, everyone's praising you! Hey? Where's the teacher?"

At that moment, a cold voice appeared behind Little Tiger.

"Believe it or not, I'll call security and throw you out. Is this a place for you?"

Wang Xiaohu grinned and turned his head, moving his lips slightly.

After Ang Lee understood Wang Xiaohu's lip movements, his eyes cleared, and he exclaimed softly, "You're something else, kid."

This piqued the little car's interest: "What? What?!"

Wang Xiaohu quickly turned around: "Focus on preparing for the second half!"

The car pouted and said, "Okay."

A pause, then, "Tch!"
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"Wow——————"

The third movement, sublimation.

When the lights refocused on the stage, the little car looked much more composed.

If the first two movements were a demonstration of technique, then this movement is her artistic blossoming.

740 is known as the finger dexterity exercise.

It requires not only superb technique from the performer, but also a unique personal understanding of the piece.

"when!"

The opening is Czerny 740, Article 1.

Rapid scale practice is like breathing through your fingertips, even and sustained.

The fingertips of the small car seem to be under a spell, each keystroke is light and precise.

The entire portrait blends seamlessly with the piano.

The melodies played are no longer mechanical scale runs, but music with a sense of breath.

Maintaining this sense of breathing, the little car played one song after another.

Until Article 27.

She paused for a moment before playing.

"when!"

This finger independence etude in D major has a simple yet varied melody.

The most challenging aspect is the independence of the fingers.

As the music played, the toy car's fingertips seemed to come alive.

The four-note sequence in the right hand is smooth and natural, like a string of jumping bells, crisp and melodious.

The bass notes of the left hand and the rhythm of the inner voices form a clever dialogue, like two friends whispering to each other.

Her body swayed gently to the melody once again.

The faint smile on her lips seemed to be a conversation with the music.

The fingertip control is precise and subtle, with variations in intensity like sunlight filtering through leaves, creating warm and delicate dappled patterns.

At that moment, the entire audience was captivated by the beautiful melody.

This is Czerny's Etudes, which is not just a set of piano etudes, but also a work of art full of poetry.

Before they knew it, more and more audience members were taking out their phones.

Some people were taking notes, while others were gently tapping along to the melody, their faces filled with a look of pure enjoyment.

The camera focused on the piano one last time.

In the close-up shot, a layer of fine water droplets emerges from the tip of the car's nose.

Her right hand held the sustained note steadily, as if holding a fragile feather, with just the right amount of gentle pressure.

The high notes of the left-hand chords blend perfectly with the melody of the right hand, and the arpeggio playing is light and rhythmic.

The wrist movements are soft and flexible, like a spring breeze brushing across the water, creating ripples.

The melody's rise and fall is like a whispered secret, like a young girl murmuring with her head bowed.

Sometimes it stretches out gracefully, like clouds drifting into the distance.

If you look closely, you'll see a tenderness in her eyes that Xiao Sai's final stage hadn't shown.

Perhaps this is her unique understanding of Czerny.

Perhaps it's related to the dream story told by Teacher An at the opening ceremony of this year's summer camp.

But in any case, today's concert has reached a perfect conclusion.

Backend entry.

"Teacher, why is it that Arlene's Czerny playing makes me want to cry?"

"Stop asking."

Hearing the sound, Wang Xiaohu slowly turned his head and found the teacher raising her hand to wipe the corner of her eye.

(End of this chapter)