Chapter 197: Canon

Jiang Yan can also play the piano?

Tens of thousands of spectators at the scene locked their eyes on the stage, looking at Jiang Yan, who was wearing a white suit, as if he was one with the white piano.

Jiang Yan's fingers stroked the black and white keys, and the score of "Canon" appeared in his mind.

Strictly speaking, the canon is a technique of playing the piano, where the tune of one voice chases the other from beginning to end, until the last bar, the last chord, merge together to give a divine mood.

Jiang Yan played "Canon in D major"!

For this piano piece, Jiang Yan couldn't be more familiar with it.

Even if I haven't touched the piano for many years, the moment my fingers touch, the memories immediately drag back to the summer when I first learned "Canon in D major".

Jiang Yan looked nervous, and Du Junneng, who was standing in the background, nodded, signaling that he could start playing.

The stage lights were unpredictable, and a soft white light illuminated Jiang Yan.

At this moment, Jiang Yan became the focus of the audience, and the audience held their breath and stared, their eyes full of anticipation!

Knock Knock Knock โ€“

With Jiang Yan's fingers pressing quickly on the black and white piano keys, the pleasant piano sound clearly reached everyone's ears.

"Damn, Jiang Yan can really play the piano!"

"Aren't you talking nonsense, if he doesn't know how to play, how dare he perform on such an important occasion as the Yanjing New Year's Eve party!"

"Do you have a big elbow who understands the piano, and how is Jiang Yan playing?"

"Contemptible people have only studied piano for a few years, Jiang Yan played this piano piece called "Canon" is unheard of, although all the voices imitate a part, but the voices of different heights enter at certain intervals, resulting in a continuous effect."

"Upstairs, I don't understand but I'm shocked, is it so awesome?"

The playing continued, Jiang Yan closed his eyes and devoted himself to it, as if he was the only one left in the world and the pure white piano playing alone.

The piano version of "Canon" is magical.

Different listeners will have different feelings.

Some people find this piece to have a touch of melancholy.

Some people feel that they can hear the hope of dying, as if a light in the darkness is full of power and soothes a wounded heart.

Some people will feel better when they listen to it, they will be excited, and they will love it without stopping.

Some people listen to it to quickly calm their restless minds and think of all the good things.

A thousand people have a thousand ideas in their hearts, and that's the charm of good music!

......

In the center of Yanjing, this is a luxuriously renovated and extravagant villa.

The extravagant hall is lit up with intricate illuminations, and long mahogany tables filled with dazzling delicacies.

On the main seat, a man with white temples about fifty years old, his eyes occasionally flashing with shrewdness, looked at Jiang Yan on the TV.

"Youle, what do you think of Jiang Yan's level of playing the piano?"

Xi Huarong asked.

"Huh?" Xi Youle looked at his father blankly, feeling that the eyes of the whole family were focused on him.

"Better than me."

Xi Youle said shyly.

The whole family knows about her and Jiang Yan.

It's all to blame Uncle for this big speaker!

"Hahaha, big brother, if you ask Youle this kind of question, she must praise Jiang Yan!" Xi Yinian, who had previously drunk with Jiang Yan and was sent to the hospital for gastric lavage, teased.

Xi Yinian remembered clearly, and in private, Xi Youle called Jiang Yan a good brother.

Nowadays, young people play real flowers, what a good brother, stinky treasure, pig's head, fool and the like.

"The third child is right, Youle is good at looking at the lover."

Xi Wenfu said.

He is the second in the Xi family, the general manager of Xitian.

Old nature is Xi Huarong who sits in the main seat.

Xitian is a family-owned management, and the three brothers work together to build Xitian into a leading entertainment company in China.

Xi Wenfu doesn't know how to play the piano, but her niece is a graduate of Lilia, the world's top music conservatory, and her teacher is the internationally renowned piano master Thomson. ลดลดลด.

Even if Jiang Yan plays the piano well, he definitely doesn't have Xi Youle's piano attainments.

"Two uncles, I'm telling the truth."

Xi Youle's expression was serious.

"I have never heard the teacher mention the skill of this piano piece played by Jiang Yan, which means that Jiang Yan has created a new genre!"

Everyone looked at each other.

"Is that a high rating?"

......

Ding Ding Ding โ€“

The bright sound of the piano overflowed like a tide, filling every corner of the scene, and there seemed to be a white elf dancing with the wind, dancing noble and elegant.

The audience is fascinated by the listening, and they may not have high musical attainments.

But it is still easy to distinguish between good and bad, and I am looking for memories that only belong to me in Jiang Yan's "Canon".

Ding Ding Ding โ€“

Jiang Yan took a deep breath.

A good piano piece has an end.

Before the curtain ends, many things are still lingering.

Pressing down the last note, Jiang Yan, who was sitting straight in the chair, stood up.

The canon is over!

The mountains shouted tsunami-like applause one after another, and the audience shouted Jiang Yan's name loudly.

And Jiang Yan didn't stay long, the finale appearance was himself, and the finale appearance was also himself!

The camera turned to the host, and the on-site staff moved the piano away and tidied up the stage.

"It's the first time I've heard that Jiang Yan can play the piano, but he plays so well!"

"Jiang Yan left in such a hurry, in order to prepare for the stage, right? It seems that in addition to Tian Junfeng wanting to add money tonight, Jiang Yan also wants to add money! โ€

"Waiting for the meeting is the main event, Jiang Yan is going to sing a new song that has not been released, what should be sung on this occasion is not a sad song, I prefer folk songs or inspirational songs."

Backstage, the stone hanging in Du Junneng's heart finally landed.

The future is saved!

"How many people are watching online now?"

Du Junneng cared about the ratings.

The assistant director holds a tablet, and the screen displays real-time data from watching the live broadcast.

"Director Du, 180 million people, 180 million people are watching the live broadcast at the same time!" The assistant director's tone was agitated.

Du Junneng's expression was ecstatic.

This year, the major TV stations are rolling each other up for the ratings!

Lychee Terrace even invited cross talk master Yan Qimai to appear on the stage, and there are many singers and queens!

"Director Du, before Jiang Yan played "Canon", the number of online viewers was 100 million..."

"You mean to say that these 80 million people are all coming for Jiang Yan?"

Du Junneng was dumbfounded.

He didn't expect Jiang Yan's influence to be exaggerated to such an extent!

"Not only that, Jiang Yan is about to come out on stage to sing a new song, and now the number of people watching the live broadcast is soaring!"

Hearing the assistant director's words, Du Junneng looked at Jiang Yan who appeared backstage with complicated eyes.

At this year's New Year's Eve party, the first in the ratings is Yanjing Channel!

And it's all because of Jiang Yan!

"Jiang Yan, Jiang Yan, you not only gave me charcoal in the snow, but also made me icing on the cake!"