Chapter 60 (2/2)
”Ha ha, it's a coincidence. I've also adapted late autumn into a piano piece. I'll play it to you when I have a chance.” Song Yan said that he had opened the Xiangcheng forum, and a huge banner was hung on the front page of the forum. The banner was written with a line of words in bright red big words - the most powerful pianist in the world, who refused to fight!
Song Yan had a premonition that the banner was related to him, so he clicked the banner and entered a video interface.
The bottom line of the video is a brief introduction to him.
He ordered the video to play, and it was the adaptation of the ”Fantasia of the dead” that he played.
After glancing at the bottom of the video, he has reached 245000. Song Yan finally understands why his fame value has increased so much. It turned out that someone sent his performance video to the Internet.Nowadays, with the development of Internet and the decline of TV, the number of people who surf the Internet is far more than those who watch TV.
Take a look at the comments below:
first floor: I'll go. What kind of music is it? It's too bad. It's also the most powerful music in the world.
Second floor: upstairs sb, the most powerful one is not the tune. It's the hand speed and nineteen key sound of the player. I dare say no one in the world can play it except the one who plays it.
Third floor: upstairs, it's 20 key tone, 20 key tone, 20 key tone! Say important things three times.
4th floor: NIMA, I'm shocked to be stupid. Let the God take the small knee.
5th floor: fuck me. It's against the sky!
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Song Yan read a few posts and kept pulling them to the end. He found that the number of replies had reached more than 20000, while the video had only been published for more than two hours, so he had such data. Thinking of this, song Yan secretly rejoiced. In this way, he would have a lot of fame value to enter.
”Brother, you are going to be famous!”
Hearing song Xue's voice, song Yan finds that song Yan has come behind him.
”Just a fluke.” Song Yan is modest.
Song Xue smiled and said, ”brother, let's go to the piano room now. You can play” late autumn ”for me.”
”Good.”
Song Yan agrees to shut down the website and come to the piano room with song Xue.
Song Xue's piano is pure white, worth more than 60000 yuan.
”Let's start!” Song Xue urged.
”Good.”
Song Yan sat down in front of the piano, lifted the cover, flashed the piano score of ”late autumn” in his mind, and then his fingers danced on the keys.
After listening to song Yan's performance of late autumn, song Xue had a little more admiration in her eyes and said, ”brother, your adaptation of late autumn is so good that it's ten times better than my adaptation.”
Song Yan is very happy to be praised by song Xue. Seeing the worship in her eyes, he is more proud of it. He said: ”in fact, to play a good piece of music, it requires not only superb playing skills, but also understanding the meaning of the music. It is like the human soul. The human without soul is not complete. Similarly, the music without soul cannot really move People's mind, therefore, to play a good tune, we should understand the mood of the whole tune, only in this way... ”
Hearing song Yan's words, song Xuexiu's eyebrows wrinkled slightly and seemed to have some understanding.
After a while, she said, ”brother, I seem to understand what you said. Can you give me more details?”
One is willing to teach and the other is willing to learn, so the atmosphere between the two is more and more harmonious. It's just that song Yan's eyes occasionally sweep song Xue's exposed skin, which is somewhat unnatural.
[author's digression]: there are three watchings, tomorrow's daytime is more
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