Chapter 1269 Surprised Yao Qiaoqiao

Although Zhao Ziqian often watched Yao Qiaoqiao play the piano before, but rarely saw the other party play the whole piece of music. Most of the time when the other party plays the piano, it is mainly based on the demonstration and practice of the performance within a few bars. Today, she is also a rare experience of her own teacher's skills. At the same time, she also carefully saw that when the other party was playing the piano, it seemed that the breathing method was a little different from her own.

After Yao Qiaoqiao finished playing what she had played many times, she turned to look at Zhang Yu, and said, "Classmate! Now you hear it! It's not that there is a problem with the tune, but that student Zhao Ziqian's piano is still in the learning stage, and she has to deal with a lot of work. The emotional time is not in place, so it sounds wrong."

Zhang Yu shook his head and said, "It's not correct for you to say that! Emotions are emotions, and mistakes are mistakes. You can understand emotions as a different skill, but you can't confuse them with mistakes."

Yao Qiaoqiao heard that the other party responded to her face to face, and of course her face flashed an unhappy look. She felt that explaining these things to such an arrogant young man was simply asking for trouble, so she didn't plan to be there. Explained, shook his head, got up and planned to leave.

At this time, Zhao Ziqian rolled her eyes and said with a smile, "Mr. Yao! Don't you want to hear what the original author of this song is like playing this song?"

Yao Qiaoqiao was stunned when she heard the words, then frowned and said, "What do you mean? Even if I want to listen, there must be a concert!"

"No!" Zhao Ziqian said with these wicked smiles: "Isn't this the author standing here?"

"What!" Yao Qiaoqiao was stunned when she heard the words, she turned to look at Zhang Yu, and said somewhat incredulously, "You said he was... the author!"

"Of course!" Zhao Ziqian smiled and looked at Zhang Yu and said, "Brother Zhang! Give me Teacher Yao a shot! Let her see what the real thing is like?"

Zhang Yu smiled. When Yao Qiaoqiao was stunned, he came to the piano and sat down. First, he habitually played the scales from bottom to top... It can be said that with such a momentary action, Yao Qiaoqiao I can see Zhang Yu's extraordinaryness, whether it is the strength and speed of the finger bounces, or the movements of the wrist and arm swing, at first glance, it is the starting point of a piano master.

Zhang Yu paused for a while, followed by flicking his fingers, and one by one beautiful notes immediately floated out from the body of the piano...

As the king of musical instruments, the piano is naturally very pleasant and contagious, and the performer is of a master level. With the last world-class piano piece, that feeling can easily infect everyone in the room.

Zhao Ziqian also deliberately observed Zhang Yu's breathing at this moment, and found that his breathing rhythm was indeed changing with the ups and downs of the notes. Every note played is integrated into one, which makes Zhao Ziqian feel for the first time that the original piano master's demeanor is so extraordinary.

Yao Qiaoqiao is of course a piano major, and she has a very strong piano skills. Although she thinks that she is still far from a piano master, it does not affect her appreciation level. After all, she has never eaten pork and always seen pigs running. I am not a piano master, I have always heard the master's concerts. I have to say that the young man in front of him has almost no flaws in playing skills, as if he is just like the piano masters he has seen. It even gives people a strange feeling, as if people's minds are full of thoughts, giving people a strange fantasy.

Yao Qiaoqiao felt as if she saw a small grass in the forest, swaying gently with the breeze... The leaves were also rustled by the breeze, and the sunlight also shone through the leaves on the dreamlike land .

The flickering of Zhang Yu's fingers scattered everywhere, making several people in the room feel the same dream-like world.

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Zhang Yu hasn't played the piano for a long time, and to be honest, he doesn't really like this song. It's not because this song is not good, but every time he plays this song, it always reminds him of his past, which makes him a little confused.

When Zhang Yu played this piece,

He always feels that his current life is not real, and he always thinks, and he promises that everything in front of him is fake? And now he is just a vegetative person lying on the hospital bed! My parents sat by the bed and cried all day long, calling their names day after day.

Various changes of thoughts flashed through Zhang Yu's mind, but this did not prevent him from playing the piano. The more he thought about it, the more emotions he brought into his mind, and the more precise and beautiful he played.

Zhang Yu's superb playing skills quickly caused several people around him to completely fall into the sound of the piano. Even Zhao Zhijun, who was born not to call the piano, was dumbfounded and didn't know what he was thinking.

Until Zhang Yu finished playing the last note, he sighed helplessly, adjusted his breathing, and swept his fingers across the keys, interrupting the daze.

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"Clap clap clap clap!" came a round of applause...

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Yao Qiaoqiao and Zhao Ziqian also sobered up from their intoxication and applauded involuntarily, because for a few people, this kind of master-level performance is simply impossible to come by.

"Wow! Brother Zhang Yu! How can you play so well! It's ten thousand times better than me." Zhao Ziqian said with admiration in her eyes.

Zhao Zhijun also responded: "Boss! No wonder the Internet says you are the greatest musician of this century! I think you are a genius among geniuses!"

The piano teacher Yao Qiaoqiao suddenly remembered something and said excitedly: "You...you are a famous talented composer in our country! Zhang Yu! Teacher Zhang, right?"

Zhang Yu smiled and said, "I'm Zhang Yu! But I'm not a teacher! You are the teacher, and I'm just a student."

Yao Qiaoqiao blushed when she heard this, and hurriedly said: "Don't say that! You are a real master of music! In front of a master like you, how dare I call myself a teacher. By the way! I can ask you to help me. Do I sign my name?"

"No problem!" Zhang Yu nodded with a smile.

"Thank you so much!" Yao Qiaoqiao happily took out the notebook and pen from her bag and handed them over.

Zhang Yu took the book, wrote his name on it and handed it back.

Yao Qiaoqiao took a look at the book and said happily, "Mr. Zhang, your handwriting is really good! If my classmates know this, they will definitely envy my luck."

Zhao Ziqian, who was standing on the side, said with a smile, "Mr. Yao! I knew you wanted Brother Zhang Yu's autograph so much, why didn't you tell me earlier! With our relationship, it's a small matter."