Chapter Eighty-Three: A Piano Song That Can Think of First Love
After Tang Yi finished speaking, everyone at the table looked at him fixedly, as if they didn't know him.
The scene was quiet for a few seconds, and Wang Zecai said, "Old Tang, are you sure that Ouyang is not a classmate of Berkeley?"
Tang Yi shook his head speechlessly: "I don't even know which direction the door of Berkeley opens. ”
Old Seventh Zhao Mu looked at Ouyang Na and asked, "Ouyang, this guy shouldn't be made up temporarily, right?"
"What's the matter, Tang Tang is right, he knows more about this piece by Master Bach than I know. ”
Ouyang looked at Tang Yi with a look of admiration, when she heard him talk eloquently just now, she had the illusion that she had suddenly returned to the classroom at Berklee College of Music.
"Old Tang, even if you are so superb in riding, you even know so much about music, and you don't let us live. ”
Wang Yu deliberately pursed his lips and quipped.
"Lao Jiu is talking about one set at a time, and the work in his hands must be no different, do you want to hear him come for a while?"
The fat golden man continued to coax.
"That's a must. ”
"Old Tang, don't be shy, let's have a while. ”
"Haha, use your mouth or hand work to fascinate these girls. ”
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Including Wang Ze, the oldest of them is only twenty-four or five, and they are all at a fun-loving age.
If there is a first person to make a noise, there will be a second and a third.
Not only did a few of them coax, but the seventh guy also made the dozen or so female stars present also coquettish, and the cute ones were cute, and the warbler Yanyan was so lively for a while.
Tang Yi saw that he really couldn't shirk it, so he could only agree with a wry smile in the end.
"Tang Tang, do you want to play the cello too, I'll go get you a bow." ”
Ouyang Na volunteered to stand up, as a talented girl from the Conservatory, she couldn't help but have a trace of skill.
Although Tang Yi has a noble temperament, his age is not very old, at most he is eighteen or nineteen years old and in his early twenties.
In the years that Ouyang Na has been in the entertainment industry, she has never met a peer who is more talented than herself in cello.
"Cello, I really don't. ”
Tang Yi smiled and declined her kindness, got up and walked to the grand piano by the wall.
"Since everyone is so enthusiastic, then I can only offer a paragraph, Miss Ouyang just played the "No. 1 Unaccompanied Cello Suite" overture, which is to Alice in the cello, so let's also play a piece of "To Alice" on the piano. ”
Tang Yi held the piano with one hand and bowed slightly elegantly, then sat in front of the piano amid warm applause, and naturally placed his hands on the keys.
This is the first time in his life that he has touched the piano and the first time he has played the piano.
But the moment I touched the keys, I felt a sense of familiarity, as familiar as seeing an old friend who got along day and night.
"To Alice", originally titled "Baga Taylor in A minor", is an independent piano piece composed by Beethoven in 1810, and it is also a work he dedicated to "Alice" as a memorial.
Although this piece is beautiful and classic, it is actually not difficult to play, or even very simple.
In addition, it is written in a rondo style, and the structure is in the form of ABACA. A is the overlapping part of the whole piece, and B and C are two inserts. Part A has three phrases of 22 bars, Part B is divided into two phrases of 15 measures, and C can also be divided into two phrases of 22 measures. The whole work consists of 103 measures, excluding the repetition part.
Too many repetitive phrases make it seem simpler, and many children who have been learning the piano for two or three years can play it.
And to Alice is only a three-minute sketch, called "insignificant music" by many people, perhaps because of its short and exquisite, easy to learn, soft and moving, it has been widely known in the world.
The simpler the work, the more difficult it is to move people's hearts.
But it was such a simple song, the moment it flowed from Tang Yi's fingertips, it firmly grasped the hearts of everyone present.
The deep longing buried in the melody makes everyone feel the same way.
I can't talk about that kind of longing.
Nor can it be expressed.
In this piece played by Tang Yi, in addition to the thoughts that I don't know who to talk to, there are also yearning and fantasies for my first love.
So he played Alice two more cheerful and sweet than other versions.
At the end of the song, no one applauded or applauded.
Everyone is still immersed in the memories of their first love.
It wasn't until the soft sound of Tang Yi closing the lid that everyone's thoughts were brought back to reality.
"Tang Tang, do you want to fall in love?"
Ouyang met his gaze and asked without blinking.
"Is it that obvious?"
Tang Yi smiled a little embarrassed, he was indeed aroused by the melody when he was playing just now, and he was aroused by an urge to fall in love.
"Lao Jiu, you should remove the word "? ”
"It's normal and normal, don't laugh at him, Seventh, we are also here at his age, we all understand. ”
"Not to mention, just now, somehow, I actually remembered my first love in junior high school. ”
"Me too, I also remembered my first love in the sixth grade of elementary school. ”
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Wang Yu and Zhao Mu chatted with each other, and suddenly no one was silent, as if they were stuck in their throats, they looked up or turned around to stare at Tang Yi mechanically.
The shock and horror on his face are getting stronger and stronger, and they are getting stronger and stronger!
"What's wrong?"
Tang Yi was taken aback by their sudden reaction, and thought that they had all fallen into evil.
"Gollum!"
"Old Tang, you are the devil, a song reminds so many of us of our first love!"
Wang Yu subconsciously swallowed his saliva and stared at him.
"Hell, I've never been to a concert before. ”
Zhao Mu also echoed with deep sympathy.
"When I was a child, I heard the older generation say that in ancient times, those masters who were proficient in music and rhythm could communicate with birds and beasts, and even ghosts and gods, and it was even easier to deceive people!"
Lord Chengling Belle also looked at Tang Yi very seriously, and the shock in his eyes was undisguised.
"Lord Belle, don't scare me, I'm a cowardly night. ”
The fat golden man shivered all over his body, and subconsciously glanced behind him.
"I'm not scaring you, Hundred Birds Chaofeng, don't you think it's just talking? Although Xiao Yi's music has not yet reached the point of being a ghost, it is enough to affect the emotions of others, otherwise you can think of your first love in elementary school and junior high school?!"
Chengling pinched the orchid finger and snorted, looking at Tang Yi's eyes even more eagerly.
"Is my musical attainment so high?"
Tang Yi himself was taken aback by what Cheng Ling said, he was just inadvertently playing just now to bring his emotions into the music.
The rhythm of the music is through the beasts, ghosts and gods, just kidding!