Chapter 11: The Lost Piano Song
"Say that you are fat and gasping for breath, and you are still a director, and the students who have not graduated are embarrassed to call themselves directors, and you are also the director who can play the piano the most, why don't you say that you are the best braggart among directors?" Hearing Fang Dalei's unkind words, Li Haonan suddenly slandered in his stomach.
Li Haonan just regarded Fang Dalei's words as bragging, and didn't take it to heart at all, but it was okay for the other party to say so, since he wanted to brag, he would crush him mercilessly, making him embarrassed in front of Meng Jie, thinking of this, Li Haonan followed Fang Dalei's words and said: "Since classmate Fang also knows the piano, then I have a piece here, can you please guide me?"
"It's not impossible to guide, it's just that this time I'm full and have nothing to do, I'll guide you, just use it as a stomach to eliminate food." It just so happens that there is a piano over there, you discuss it with the boss, go talk about it a few times, and I'll guide you. Fang Dalei had already sat down at this time, and he sat there with a golden knife, waving his hand and saying proudly.
Originally, if people were polite to him, he would definitely not speak like this, he believed that if people do not offend me, I will not offend others; if people offend me, they will be polite and give three points; if they commit it again, they will cut down the grass and eradicate the roots.
At the beginning, he was not ready to deal with Li Haonan, but Li Haonan provoked again and again, how could that Fang Da Lei give him a good face, let alone be reborn, even before he was reborn, if someone dared to provoke him so much, he would not swallow his anger.
Li Haonan over there, there is nothing he can do about being squeezed by Fang Dalei, after all, he first said that he wanted the other party to guide, and people are willing to guide, so he can't say that I was just joking on his own side, so he went to the restaurant owner and asked to use the piano here.
The owner of the restaurant was more accommodating, and motioned for him to use it as he pleased, as long as he didn't play blindly and make noise to other customers.
Li Haonan is worthy of graduating from the UCLA School of Music, but he has two brushes, and after trying two notes on the piano, a tune is smooth and beautiful, and the rhythm is relaxed and bright.
Even Lin Junjie, who had been looking down at the song score, couldn't help but raise his head and listened carefully for a while: "Is this song ......?"
After the song was played, a burst of warm applause broke out at the scene, as if he was listening to a concert, Li Haonan also stood up like a proud rooster, bowed to the surrounding diners and gentlemen, the smug look on his face was fully revealed, and he raised his eyebrows at Fang Dalei defiantly.
Li Haonan walked down from the piano stage ostentatiously, returned to Fang Dalei's table, and asked proudly, "How is it, classmate Fang Dalei?"
"Am I not mistaken, the simplest of Turkish Marches is worth showing off? This is a piece I played when I was in elementary school...... And the most speechless thing is that you played the middle section incorrectly, obviously and incoherently, can't you hear it? Is your piano taught by a physical education teacher?" Fang Dalei looked at him and said speechlessly.
"When I was in elementary school, you played it? What kind of, what kind of big-tailed wolf did you pretend to be? Have you ever heard the Turkish March? Hmph! But you can name the Turkish March, and you know a little bit about it. Li Haonan obviously didn't believe Fang Dalei's words, thinking that he was bragging, and his demeanor was still extremely proud.
"Hey, I'm short-tempered! Mozart's "Turkish March" is just ......" Fang Dalei was almost angry with Li Haonan.
The Turkish March is the third movement of Mozart's Piano Sonata No. 11 in A major. It has only three movements, the first is the Urbane Andante, the second is the Minuet, and the third is the Turkish March.
This piece was composed by Mozart in Vienna between 1781 and 1783 and has a very popular and smooth melody. The theme of the piece is simple and extremely rhythmic, with a uniform rhythm of eighth notes, and sixteenth notes to enhance the liveliness, and the whole piece expresses a kind of virgin simplicity. The variations do not focus on the technique, but they are simple and powerful, without falling into monotony, which is a subtle association.
So this piece is very suitable for novices to play, Fang Dalei is right about one thing, even a primary school student who has just learned the piano for a long time can play this piece, the difference is proficiency, but he ignored a problem, that is, this is a matter of the previous time and space.
Just when Fang Dalei slammed Li Haonan, a foreigner's voice suddenly came: "I'm sorry, excuse me, may I ask this gentleman, did you play Mozart's "Turkish March" just now?"
Immediately afterwards, a white-haired foreign old man of about sixty or seventy years old appeared in front of everyone, and asked Li Haonan in an authentic New York accent.
"Of course!" Li Haonan nodded proudly.
"As far as I know, the Turkish March is the third movement of Mozart's Piano Sonata No. 11 in A major, but the original score was not circulated at that time, so that the world thought that Sonata No. 11 only had two movements, "The Elegant Andante" and "Minuet", until Professor Anderson of the UCLA School of Music found the complete manuscript of Sonata No. 11 in Mozart's old house three years ago, and the "Turkish March" was rediscovered. At that time, this incident also attracted widespread attention from the world. It's just that due to the age, the manuscript is more seriously damaged, and the "Turkish March" only has the beginning and the end, and a large part of the middle is no longer clear, so I don't know where your complete version of the "Turkish March" came from. Do you have anything to do with Professor Anderson?" the old man said to the crowd.
Fortunately, the English level of several people is not bad, so they can understand the old man's words, after all, there are a lot of professional terms in the middle, not ordinary life English.
Listening to the old man's words, Li Haonan's nostrils curled higher: "Coincidentally, I am a student of Professor Anderson." After three years of unremitting efforts, the teacher finally completed the middle part of the "Turkish March" a month ago, and it was at that time that I learned to play this piece with the teacher, but this news has not yet been announced. ”
"It's just that when I listen to this piece, although I try my best to imitate Mozart's style, the middle part still sounds a little awkward, like a car with some non-original parts installed in the back, do you understand? Could old Anderson not announce that he has successfully restored the piece because of this reason?
"Don't talk nonsense, this song was finally completed by me after three years of painstaking work. My teacher, Anderson, is a professor of music, one of the most respected people at the UCLA School of Music, who are you? What qualifications do you have to say that he can't? Do you really understand music?" As soon as he heard the old man say this about Professor Anderson, Li Haonan suddenly quit, his strong rebuttal is not to say how much respect he has for the teacher, the main thing is that this matter is related to him, he just bragged, saying how awesome his teacher is, and people jumped out to refute him, although what people say may be the truth, but this kind of unintentional slap in the face is the most hurtful. It's a matter of face, and you have to fight for it.
"Who am I?" Hearing Li Haonan's words, the old man suddenly laughed.