Chapter 59 Ten Difficult Pieces, Can You Play It?

The vocal room was very empty, only Professor Zhang Ming was sitting in front of the piano, with his fingers up and down, and the piano sounded light and cheerful.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Zhang Ming glanced sideways at Qin Yang who walked in, with a half-smile on his face, but his fingers still didn't stop.

About two minutes later, Zhang Ming finished playing the piece thoroughly, then withdrew his hand and turned around with a smile.

"Qin Yang, what do you think of my playing?"

Qin Yang smiled slightly, and said politely: "You play very well, but my level is limited, so I can't comment... Are you Professor Zhang?"

Zhang Ming looked at Qin Yang, and suddenly smiled and said, "Are young people nowadays as humble as you?"

Qin Yang smiled and said: "I'm not being modest, but to be honest, although I can play the piano fairly well, I know my own level. Compared with Professor Zhang, I'm far behind."

Looking at Qin Yang, Zhang Ming became more and more interested in Qin Yang. Although Qin Yang spoke politely and had a smile on his face, the sophisticated Zhang Ming could still clearly feel Qin Yang's aura. Calm and neither humble nor overbearing.

Zhang Ming pointed to the stool next to him, smiled and said, "Sit down, don't be restrained."

Qin Yang sat down and asked with a smile: "Professor Zhang is looking for me, what's the matter?"

Zhang Ming smiled and said, "I heard your piano solo that day, and I thought you played very well, so I wanted to chat with you."

Qin Yang said with a smile: "Professor Zhang won the award. It was originally performed by my classmate. She was temporarily ill and couldn't play. I just went up to make up the number."

Zhang Ming asked curiously: "Who did you learn the piano from?"

Qin Yang replied with a smile: "I learned from my master."

"master?"

Zhang Ming was stunned for a moment: "Is it what the teacher meant?"

Qin Yang hummed: "Almost, but he is not a teacher at school, but a master I worshiped since I was a child. He taught me since I was a child. He taught me many things, not just music..."

Zhang Ming let out a groan, with a look of disappointment on his face. He originally considered taking Qin Yang as his disciple, but now he found out that Qin Yang actually had a master. Qin Yang played the piano so well. It is conceivable that his master must be Even more powerful.

"Your master must be very accomplished in music, what's his name, is he also from the music industry?"

Qin Yang shook his head and said, "My master is not in the music circle, he just knows how to play music."

play music?

Well, there are indeed many music geeks in this world. They are not keen on fame and wealth, but really like music, and they are really "playing music".

Zhang Ming asked unwillingly, "How long have you been studying music?"

Qin Yang recalled: "One after another, four or five years, I have a lot to learn, and the time spent on music is not too much, because learning is too complicated, so now I can only make up Make up the number, not on the stage."

Four or five years!

Zhang Ming was taken aback. He originally thought that Qin Yang had practiced piano since he was a child, and now he has this level, but it's only been four or five years?

What's more, according to Qin Yang's tone, he is not learning the piano persistently, but intermittently. When he is learning the piano, he is still learning other things!

Zhang Ming's eyes became brighter and brighter. He is an expert in the music industry. He naturally knows how much effort an ordinary person needs to put in to reach Qin Yang's level. It is definitely not something that can be achieved in four or five years.

If Qin Yang has achieved it, it can only explain one problem, Qin Yang is very talented in music!

Zhang Ming became more and more sure of his deduction, Qin Yang in front of him was a piece of rough jade, as long as he was polished a little bit, he would definitely bloom with dazzling brilliance.

"What's the most difficult piece of music you can play right now?"

Qin Yang thought for a while: "As long as I have the score, I can basically play it. It's just that if I play those pieces that are too difficult, the charm and feeling will be much worse."

Zhang Ming opened his eyes wide, staring at Qin Yang suspiciously: "Can you play?"

Qin Yang saw that Zhang Ming seemed to be very interested in him, and wondered in his heart that the other party really wanted to accept him as a disciple, didn't he already say that he had a master?

Thoughts turned in Qin Yang's mind, and he answered affirmatively, "I can play."

If I acted a little tougher and said that I was taught by my master, then the other party would no longer have any ideas, right?

"You can also play the world's top ten most difficult piano pieces?"

Um, do you want to be so aggressive?

As soon as you come up, ask the top ten most difficult piano pieces?

Qin Yang hesitated for a moment, nodded and said, "I can barely bounce it off, but I don't know if it sounds good or not."

Zhang Ming's eyes widened again. He heard Qin Yang say that he could play any piece, but he didn't believe it. So he casually asked the world's top ten most difficult piano pieces, in order to prove that Qin Yang's words were valid. Who knew that Qin Yang said that he could barely bounce it off!

The world's top ten most difficult piano pieces!

That's something that many pianists can't play. Qin Yang actually said he can play it?

Is it true or not?

"Liszt's will-o'-the-wisp, can you play it?"

Qin Yang's eyes widened slightly, is this really a big move right from the start?

Liszt's "12 Super Skill Etudes" is a daunting piano etude in the entire history of piano. The technique is tricky, and it must be played lightly and interestingly to be convincing.

Zhang Ming let himself play will-o'-the-wisps as soon as he came up?

Qin Yang actually didn't really want to play, why? Playing such a piece is tiring, his hands feel like he's having chicken feet. It's like a windy hand. Playing at super high speed, it's no wonder he isn't tired.

Although the will-o'-the-wisp is not as difficult as the "Third Piano Concerto" and is not as physically demanding as his, it is not much better. Some pianists commented that playing the "Third Piano Concerto" is like shoveling ten tons of coal. One can imagine how tiring it is.

Qin Yang hesitated for a moment, nodded and said, "If there is a score, I can play it."

Just now I bragged about being awesome, but if I say I can't play it now, wouldn't it be a slap in the face?

Well, anyway, there are no outsiders here, so let's just play it, if it sounds bad, it's bad, anyway, Zhang Ming is the only audience.

Zhang Ming stood up all of a sudden, gave up his seat, and stared at Qin Yang with fiery eyes: "My mobile phone will help you call out the score, can you play it for me?"

Having said all this, Qin Yang naturally couldn't say no to playing, so he just nodded and said: "Okay, but the playing is very bad, Professor Zhang, don't mind."

"I don't mind, I don't mind, you play, I'll help you turn the score!"

Zhang Ming smiled and said, his eyes were full of encouragement. At the same time, he took out his mobile phone and quickly found the music score of the ghost fire. He enlarged it a little and placed it in front of Qin Yang. He also stood beside him, ready to help Qin Yang at any time. Yang turned the score.

Qin Yang walked over, sat in front of the piano, adjusted his posture, raised his hands, took a deep breath, his eyes fell on the score on the screen of the mobile phone in front of him, and his hands dropped quickly.