Chapter 471 Lang Lang returns
The long ten fingers swept through the rock-stable but full of agility, and a melody like rapid raindrops surged out from the huge Stanway.
Under the soft white light, Lu Wei was already sweating slightly on his forehead. He closed his eyes slightly and immersed in his musical world. This is the eleventh time he has played this song "Feeling". Every time he plays Beethoven, Lu Wei can fall into an indescribable fanatic mood. This song "Feeling" is even more so. Although he has been playing for nearly four hours in a row, Lu Wei still feels the unstoppable impulse to play. Playing such a song can easily make people indulge in it unconsciously and gain supreme spiritual enjoyment.
"No wonder Lenin once said that "The Sonata of Passion" is the best music in the world. At first, he always thought that he was a bit exaggerated. Now it seems that such a great work is indeed worthy of this title." Lu Wei thought to himself, gently stroked the keys with satisfaction. Although there was still a ** that continued to play, the already hot palm joint reminded him that he should have a good rest. In the correct playing posture, the most active part is the third joint of the finger - the palm joint, which is also the least easy thing for human body to feel.
The fatigued joints, but Lu Wei knew that this non-fatigue was relatively common. Long-term high-intensity performance was easy to suffer from musculitis. Although Lu Wei's body, which has been trained in the longevity, has better flexibility than ordinary people, no matter how strong it is, it is limited after all. Lu Wei understands that hasteness does not reach the truth. In terms of its proficiency, Lu Wei has reached the best level within his own level. Look at the time, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening. Lu Wei stood up, stretched his waist with satisfaction, and walked out of the piano room.
Lu Wei's figure had just disappeared at the entrance of the stairs, and a white figure flashed quietly in the corner, but it was Xue Ni. Lu Wei practiced here for more than four hours, and she also listened quietly outside the door for more than four hours. Knowing that Lu Wei was preparing for the concert with all his might, Xue Ni didn't want to disturb him too much, but she couldn't stop the longing in her heart, so she stood quietly outside the door and listened blankly for most of the day. Lu Wei's music seemed to have a magical power. Xue Ni listened to it eleven times in a row, but there was no sense of boredom at all. The strong infectiousness made her, who also knew music, deeply intoxicated.
"He is such a great genius pianist!" Xue Ni thought to herself, thinking that she could perform on the same stage with him at a concert soon. Xue Ni felt like a deer was bumping into her heart, and a layer of redness quietly floated on her skin as white as porcelain.
Two days and time flies in a flash, and amid people's expectations, the New Year quietly arrives.
Curtis Conservatory of Music is as festive as a festival. Every tree in the college is full of colorful ribbons and balloons. Colorful pictures and slogans for celebrating the New Year can be seen everywhere on the walls, which made Lu Wei sigh at the active and free atmosphere of the foreign college. If it were in Changshi, the principal would be crazy, but the leaders and teachers here watched all this happily, looking at it happily.
At noon, the college held a grand celebration party. More than a thousand teachers and students dressed in festive costumes and reveled in the college's largest auditorium. In the moving waltz, couples danced gracefully.
"Snow Ni, let's dance together." George, wearing a decent black tuxedo, came to Xue Ni gracefully, bowed slightly, and invited him politely, with a warm smile on his face.
"Sorry, George, I already have a dance partner." Xue Ni, wearing a simple and noble white floor-dress, was as beautiful as a royal princess, and she attracted many male gazes. From the beginning of the dance party to now, the boys who invited her to dance have never stopped, but they were rejected by this iceberg beauty without exception.
With George's somewhat regretful gaze, Xue Ni stood up happily and came to a corner of the dance floor lightly. Next to a small table. Lu Wei was holding a glass of red wine and looking at the people in the dance floor leisurely.
"Lu Wei. Let's dance together." In the public eye, Xue Ni stretched out a white little hand gracefully. Her gentle smile showed a touch of affection. Anyone could tell.
With the boys around him almost murderously looking at him, Lu Wei chuckled and put down the wine glass in his hand. He shook his head and said, "I'd better not want it. I don't dance well. Don't make a fool of myself."
"It's okay. Waltz is easy to dance. I'll teach you." Xue Ni thought Lu Wei really didn't know how to do it. She said quickly.
Lu Wei sighed helplessly. Of course, he didn't know how to dance with Xue Ni on such occasions.
Although it is a wonderful thing for beauties to favor, Lu Wei does not want to get each other into it even though he knows that there is no result.
However, things like feelings are not something that can be guessed by rational thinking. Although Lu Wei repeatedly suggested that he did not want each other to develop further, he was trapped in deep unrequited love.
But like a moth that is fighting for fire, he works hard again and again without hesitation
Looking at Xue Ni standing in front of her, full of longing and even looking forward to her, Lu Wei couldn't help but refuse, so she had to get up and accept the invitation.
"Don't laugh at me if you can't dance well," Lu Wei said with a smile, then grabbed Xue Ni's little hand. The soft and boneless feeling made Lu Wei feel moved. Naturally, Xiaoling was remembered in his heart.
"It's okay, it's very simple." Xue Ni said, bringing Lu Wei to the dance floor.
At the beginning, Xue Ni was thinking about how to teach Lu Wei, but after a few sections, Xue Ni was surprised to find that Lu Wei not only could jump, but also jumped very well. With joy, her steps became lighter and more elegant.
Xue Ni, who was born in the royal family, has received extremely strict aristocratic education since she was a child. Waltz naturally danced very well. Thanks to her excellent physical flexibility and coordination, Lu Wei also danced extremely graceful. The outstanding performance of the two quickly became the focus of the audience.
With jealous eyes mixed with everyone's envy, Lu Wei and Xue Ni, the best dance partners, ended the performance. Amidst a burst of applause, Shi Ran withdrew from the dance floor.
"Xue Ni, the concert is about to begin. I'm going to prepare and leave first." Lu Wei said, greeted the other classmates, and walked out of the auditorium.
"Well, I'll practice twice, let's go together." Xue Ni said, and naturally followed Lu Wei out.
From the afternoon, the campus of Curtis Conservatory of Music began to become lively, with cars driving in from outside the school gate. In addition to government officials and music industry invited to watch the concert, there were also many reporters coming to interview. Although the New Year's concert at Curtis Conservatory of Music could not be compared with the New Year's concert in Vienna in terms of scale, it was already comparable to the specifications. Every year's concert attracts a large number of world-renowned music media to interview and report.
The students who had a performance task at night did not stay at the New Year dance too much. After lunch, they came to the music building to prepare for the evening performance. The old students were completely used to the reporters who were walking around and interviewing in the academy. The students at Curtis Music Academy were of high quality. Although they were still nominally students, if they were left outside, they could already be able to bear the title of performer.
"Hello, I am Xie Ming, a reporter from "Studio and Painting Fashion". This is my reporter's certificate." In front of the Curtis Conservatory of Music, Xie Ming, dressed in a reporter's outfit, was going through the interview procedures with the guard on duty.
"This is an interview certificate, please take it." With a nice voice, two badges with the Curtis Conservatory logo were handed to Xie Ming's hand.
"Thank you!" After taking the badge, Xie Ming thanked her and called his assistant to walk into the campus. This is not the first time he has come to Curtis, but unlike in the past, Xie Ming has seen many internationally renowned music media on campus, "Philharmonic", "Gophonograph", "Piano Art"... Seeing these recognized big-name media in the circle, Xie Ming was secretly satisfied, and also gained a new understanding of the specifications of this concert.
"It seems that not going to Vienna for an interview was a correct decision. It seems that the attention here is no less than that of the Golden Hall." Xie Ming sighed, and accelerated his pace. Although he knew that there must be a special press conference at the performance, there is no need to worry about not having a seat, but going early can at least occupy a better position.
"I don't know what kind of repertoire Lu Wei is playing today, it's really exciting." Xie Ming has always maintained a high level of attention for this star who has become the most popular in the entertainment industry in China. It can be said that half of the reason why Xie Ming came here today was for Lu Wei.
Dean Grafman's Office.
A knock on the door sounded. Grafman, who was closing his eyes to admire Schubert's serenade, opened his eyes and saw the young man pushing the door in, with a look of joy on his face.
"Long, you're finally back. I thought you couldn't hurry to attend the academy concert." Grafman said happily.
"How can I not attend the New Year's concert at the academy? I just finished my performance in Paris and flew back overnight." Lang Lang said with a smile.
"Haha, the performance has been very hard during this period." Grafman greeted warmly.
"Not hard work, teacher, the Chicago Symphony Orchestra is amazing. It's so satisfying to work with them!" said Lang Lang.
Chapter completed!