Chapter 146 The best of the amateurs
Wei Chenglin pondered for a long time, and he wanted to participate in a piano competition. He said that he wanted to learn from others, but his real purpose was the 5,000 yuan bonus.
He knew that Min Jia was very tired, so he planned to buy Min Jia a set of TVXQ peripherals. More than 10 years ago, it was still very difficult to purchase audio-visual products on behalf of others, and it was easy to send them away. But Wei Chenglin decided to give it a try, Min Jia was his great benefactor, she was about to suffer from depression, and he couldn't stand idly by.
Li Lanlan taught him for free for so long, although he was scolded very badly during the period, but in the past six months, he has grown rapidly. The New Year is coming, and he wants to buy a gift for Li Lanlan. Although Li Lanlan may not like it, his heart must be delivered.
Also, thinking of the adventure in the provincial capital, and thinking of Qiao Nange's comrades-in-arms who had their wrists cut because of themselves, he was always full of remorse. Maybe Brother Qiao Nan will come back from winter vacation, and he will prepare a gift for Brother Qiao Nan and his comrades.
Now his grades are no longer at the bottom, and he can get about 40 out of 60 people. At that time, Sun Ruiyang finished the college entrance examination, and he didn't have time to carnival, so he made up for himself...... Wei Chenglin remembered all these friendships in his heart, and he should thank him well.
And Jolene...... The sound of cheerful running finally sounded in the alley, and the familiar sound of footsteps could be heard upstairs. Whenever he heard her voice, Wei Chenglin would always feel a sense of solid satisfaction - as long as she was around, it was good, better than anything else.
Since she was a child, she has been Sun Ruiyang's sunflower, but she didn't expect that when she came back from Germany this time, she actually brought herself a piano book. Although the song on it had already been played, Wei Chenglin was still ecstatic, always thinking that he should give her something.
In this way, Wei Chenglin estimated that it would take at least three thousand yuan to buy gifts for these people. Among these people, they have not counted their mothers and grandmothers, nor have they counted Principal Xu and Dean Liu, who are so kind to them. If you count it all, it's almost 5,000 yuan!
It was his thoughts, and he hadn't mentioned it to anyone, including Jolene. No one forced him to do this, but the people above taught him to be grateful, and he had too many people to thank in the year he started again.
But after settling the account, Wei Chenglin fell into the anxiety of having no money, and the only possibility was to win a prize in the piano competition. He told Li Lanlan about participating in the competition, but Li Lanlan didn't approve very much: "You have only been practicing for more than half a year, and if you go, you will be cannon fodder for others, and to put it bluntly, you will throw hundreds of yuan in registration fees for nothing." ”
Wei Chenglin bit his lip and didn't speak.
"Okay, you go!" Li Lanlan obviously didn't have much patience. Wei Chenglin also understood her, after all, Min Jia's matter had already made her anxious, and he didn't want to trouble her anymore.
Li Lanlan gave him the contact information of the two graduate students and asked him to ask them if he didn't understand. Wei Chenglin agreed, but he definitely wouldn't look for it. Because Li Lanlan's students did not welcome him very much, and secretly called him "the most favored supernumerary disciple", Wei Chenglin didn't know how much jealousy he suffered.
Wei Chenglin didn't bother to explain, and he didn't want to waste time trying to please others, and only he knew the hardships he had endured to get to where he was today.
He officially started studying professional courses in June, and in July he tried to write a tune, and excitedly showed it to Li Lanlan. He originally thought that Li Lanlan would praise him for a word or two, but he didn't expect her to just glance at it and throw the paper out of the window on the fourth floor.
"Don't waste my time with this garbage in the future!"
Wei Chenglin was naturally unconvinced, but Li Lanlan's poisonous tongue made him understand how bad he was. Although he was so shocked that he wanted to shed tears, he held back stiffly, and secretly made up his mind to write better works to impress Li Lanlan with himself.
The second time she wrote the work, Li Lanlan was ready to throw it again, but this time she didn't go far and fell to the ground.
"Do you want to use this routine to write songs in the future? Don't tell others that you learned from me, I can't afford to lose this person! If you don't care, don't learn it!"
Come on, the problem this time is that the "routine" is used too much. Wei Chenglin has just learned to compose, and he basically sets chords, so the songs he wrote are nothing new, so it's no wonder that Li Lanlan was disappointed.
By the third and fourth times, Li Lanlan threw it even less, and basically threw it on the table. Regarding the works she has written recently, Li Lanlan often comments: "Don't show off your skills too much, the melody that touches people's hearts is definitely not a pile of skills." The most important thing is to put your heart into it!"
Wei Chenglin specially wrote three big "intentions" and pasted them in the room. Every day when I get up and go to bed, I have to say "heart" three times silently to those three words. He gradually understood that he had to treat himself as a musical craftsman, treating every note with the most pious "ingenuity".
There is no winter vacation yet, but Song Minrou is back. It is said that she had just won a national piano award, and Li Lanlan asked her to come back and give a demonstration to her disciples. Min Rou's competition was held in Gulangyu, and she was the champion of the high school professional category, and she was given a prize of 50,000 yuan.
Wei Chenglin also participated in that competition when he was a child, and he won the championship of the provincial children's group. However, before he could reach the national competition, his father passed away unexpectedly, so his best result was a distant provincial victory.
After Min Rou finished studying with her mother's disciples, she happened to meet Wei Chenglin. This time, Wei Chenglin greeted first: "Congratulations, you won the championship of the Yangtze River Cup." ”
"Aren't you going to participate in a piano competition?"
"Oh......" Wei Chenglin touched his head embarrassedly: "The one I participated in can't compare with you!"
Min Rou pulled out a poster from behind her, sneered, and read it according to the poster: "You participate in this competition, the piano department of the music attached middle school cannot participate, and only students with special talents in music in general high schools are allowed to participate?"
"Hmmm......"
"The piano department of a music school is not allowed to participate, but the composition department is allowed to participate, and the piano department of a comprehensive university is not allowed to participate, but students in the field of music education can participate......
Wei Chenglin said honestly: "The qualifications of college students have nothing to do with me, so I don't know much. ”
"To put it bluntly, it's a piano competition for amateurs!"
Wei Chenglin nodded silently: "Hmm." ”
Song Minrou kept shaking her head, as if she was feeling sorry for him - the former piano genius has now been reduced to the point where he can only participate in amateur competitions?
However, Wei Chenglin's expression was as usual, and he walked into the most remote piano room. The keys of this piano were loose, and the effect of playing was very bad, and no one wanted to come. Wei Chenglin could have chosen other pianos, but thinking about Li Lanlan's regular disciples, he still gave up the good piano and took the initiative to choose the most broken one.
Not only that, but this piano room is also the coldest, and you have to turn on the little sun so that your fingers don't freeze. Min Rou followed him in, "tsk" twice, and asked knowingly, "Are you practicing here?"
"Hmm. ”
"That's too hard, isn't it?"
"I think it's good. ”
Song Minrou didn't like Wei Chenglin like this. What she wanted to see was that Wei Chenglin would go crazy with jealousy when she heard that she had won the first place in the country, just as she had been jealous of him when she was a child, and she wanted Wei Chenglin to ask herself how good the practice conditions were at their school...... Instead of being like now, no matter what she says, he is faint and doesn't take it to heart.
Could it be that he didn't see himself as a competitor at all?
Min Rou was taken aback by this thought, she was very unwilling, and proposed: "Let's compete again!"
Wei Chenglin smiled: "You won the first place in the national professional group, I can only participate in the amateur competition, where can I compare to you?"
"How about a song we played when we were kids, "Polonaise?"
For this arrogant eldest lady, Wei Chenglin was very helpless. He shook his head and said, "I can't remember the score, you can play it first." When you're done, I'll play it according to the score you played. ”
After that, Wei Chenglin gave up the piano bench to Min Rou. Min Rou brewed her emotions for a moment, and the melody poured out of her fingertips. The reason why she remembers this piece so well is because she received too much criticism as a child. Every time the teacher asked her to listen to Wei Chenglin's play, which made her very uncomfortable and faceless. In order to practice this song, she wore out her fingers, but she still couldn't play Wei Chenglin, and she didn't know how many times she cried in private.
This piece is considered a sixth-level track, and the intermediate level is too advanced to the highest, so it is very obvious that a person's qualifications are committed. Although Min Rou still passed the sixth level without accident, the shadow left by Wei Chenglin has not been erased. In her impression, Wei Chenglin sitting on the piano bench is always happy, he is never the hardest working one, but he can always play the best.
What made her even more angry was that he didn't play the piano at all, but played the piano. When he plays the piano, it is easy to feel his happiness and joy, and there is no hardship in practicing the piano at all.
After Min Rou finished playing this one, she said provocatively: "It's your turn." ”
The melody played by Min Rou was almost engraved in Wei Chenglin's mind, and he finished playing it very smoothly, and Min Rou immediately shouted: "You cheat! You must still remember the score, and you deliberately said that you forgot, so that you look very good!"
Wei Chenglin was very innocent: "You can think whatever you want, anyway, I don't have time to memorize those very amateur scores." ”
Min Rou desperately told herself that she had won the most important prize, and Wei Chenglin was not her opponent at all, but she still felt a trace of panic.
"Min Rou ......"
"Huh?"
"Don't compare yourself to me, you're already very powerful. My current profession is composition, there is no comparison. ”
“……”
"Also, there was a 'MI' just now that shouldn't have to be lowered, but if you landed, I will follow you. Now that I think about it, that sound must have been wrong. Wei Chenglin smiled: "So I really didn't cheat!"
"I have the impression that it needs to be lowered!
“…… Okay, okay, you didn't play it wrong, I remembered it wrong. Wei Chenglin didn't want to argue with this eldest lady.
Min Rou flipped through Wei Chenglin's score to hide her embarrassment. There is a song written by Wei Chenglin himself, and Min Rou's eyes lit up: "This song is so gentle, I want to take it home and play it!"
"Take it, give it to you!" The song is called "Milky Way", which was written by Wei Chenglin when he was in Germany when he looked up at the sky. This is his usual homework in class, so he didn't think it was too rare, and gave it to Min Rou very happily, hoping to send her away early.