About Kim Jong-hee coming to his door for a concert so coincidentally

In fact, Li Jinglin was not surprised.

A normal international musician.

Well, under normal circumstances.

It's definitely going to be a tour.

The cycle of the tour can be once a year, once every two years.

The range can also be the world, or the continent.

As for the national tour

Anyway, it's the stick place.

Be modest.

One day is a bit crazy, two days are about the same.

Seoul, Busan, Gwangju, Incheon, the meaning is almost enough, and the work is closed in two days.

He Jin Zunxi really wants to patrol.

That designation has to go out.

And the main area of the world tour.

Europe, America, and Asia must be taken care of.

And touring in Asia.

If you don't come to Huaxia, you patrol P's Asia.

That toured in China.

Such a big place.

Even if you just mean it, don't you have to go north to Guangxian to mean it?

It's normal to come to Shanghai for a concert.

"See the world?"

Liu Chenyang and Xu Xin were a little stunned.

"Hmm."

Li Jinglin said with a smile.

"Feel the difference in strength between you and the more popular violinists in the world at present."

Should it be said or not.

Although Li Jinglin thinks that Jin Zunxi is a rookie.

But Cai Gou is sometimes the best teacher for budding newcomers.

Not only can you feel the gap, but it will not be "difficult to surpass".

What's more.

Each dish is very targeted.

It is completely lightning protection.

Li Jinglin felt that Jin Zunxi was worthy of being an old classmate and knew how to take care of himself.

This is simply the best teaching tool man.

"Is there any well-known violinist here in Shanghai?"

Xu Xin and Liu Chenyang were slightly stunned.

In fact.

Violin students.

In various groups, the news of Kim Jong-hee's concert was forwarded.

Merely.

It's been a busy past two days.

Where can I keep an eye on this?

"Famous and unknown. I don't know anyway. ”

Li Jinglin pursed his lips.

"Jin Zunxi, have you heard of it? Participated in the Paganini Violin Competition, round of 16, right? Anyway, I didn't meet him, and I kind of forgot. ”

"The strength is actually okay, anyway, it must be enough to teach you."

“.”

The two classmates' eyelids twitched slightly.

I have a big groove in my heart and want to vomit.

Jin Zunxi's strength is okay?

At least from the perspective of the two of them.

Kim Jong-hee is really strong.

After all, he is also a doctor trained by Miyin, and he is a relatively famous young performer in the world.

But from the mouth of Li Jinglin.

It felt like a review of little Karami.

Yes, indeed, I know that in front of my brother Lin, this person is Karami.

But it still feels a little subtle.

But you want to say see the world? That's a bit excessive.

Not beat around the bush.

It's really not a sight to behold.

Really close to Li Jinglin's guidance and demonstration

When it comes to the violin, it's enough to see the world.

The two of them can imagine it.

This teaching aid this time has to be a negative one.

"It's him."

Xu Xin and Liu Chenyang glanced at each other.

I feel like there's a good show to watch.

These two people. It feels like it's a little rubbing.

Before, the criticism about whether Li Jinglin practiced the piano or not, whether he was strong or not, whether he regressed or not, wasn't it just that Jin Zunxi was idle and had nothing to do.

Well?

Liu Chenyang didn't react.

But Xu Xin's pupils shrank slightly.

Wow.

Good guys.

Are you Li Jinglin really taking us to teach in a different way?

You're not going to smash the field, are you?

"International violinist, this title is too watery, in fact, neither of you need to practice, as long as you have a strong brokerage company or financial support, you can hold a concert all over the world, you can also make a gold deposit with this thing."

Li Jinglin smiled slightly.

Take Jin Zunxi to break the awe of the two students for the title of "international violinist".

It couldn't be better.

"Of course, although this Jin Zunxi is water, he must be much stronger than you."

Li Jinglin turned up.

Earnestly taught.

"Don't think he is a dish because I think he is a dish, you really think he is a dish, when evaluating a musician, you must find your own position, and then jump out of the strange circle of personal perspective, give up prejudice, so that you can see the gap between the facts."

The two nodded solemnly.

What's that like?

Playing professional LOL, a dish B who walked shit luck into LPL, dealt with the gods every day, and produced an illusion of "they are just like that" and "I'm also quite strong".

Over time, it's easy to lose track of where you are.

You have to understand what level you are at now, don't overestimate it, don't underestimate it, so you can make progress.

"Uh-huh, okay."

The two classmates nodded.

Begin to ponder.

Soon.

The group came to the concert hall.

It's not the same as the previous ones.

Li Jinglin didn't go backstage to find a stick.

Instead, he quietly checked the tickets, and then led the two students to the middle of the first row.

This position was obtained directly from an acquaintance in the theater.

After all.

As a musician.

The connections on the theater side, if you want to get a ticket for a good location, it is more than enough.

"Kim Jong-hee is actually not very good at Paganini's repertoire, just because, if you want to improve, Paganini's works must be practiced."

Before it begins.

Li Jinglin explained to the two students in a low voice.

"However, he has something to offer in interpreting the works of Schumann and Brahms."

"Although Schumann and Brahms were German composers, in fact, they were deeply influenced by Paganini in their violin works."

Speaking of which.

Li Jinglin waved the printed performance repertoire on the ticket in his hand.

Most of it is composed of Schumann and Brahms.

"Your task today is to understand the factors in the works of Schumann and Brahms that are influenced by Paganini, and to see what are the highlights and shortcomings of Kim Jong-hee's interpretation."

"Write an article for me afterwards, you don't need any rigorous formatting, and there are no word count requirements, but you must think about it."

The two heard this.

They all nodded.

I can't help but feel glad that I chose Li Jinglin.

Teach by example and encourage giving.

There can also be strong resources and channels.

That's it.

If you don't go far enough, you don't fly high enough.

That's not your own!

That's it, the teacher.

But you're not a musician.

There is a great possibility that they will become famous!

Soon.

The show is about to begin.

The audience also closed their mouths and became very quiet.

Liu Chenyang and Xu Xin also stopped talking.

Sit back in your seat, concentrate and get ready to start enjoying the concert.

After waiting for a little longer.

The orchestra musicians and piano accompaniment began to enter.

To know, the lights at this time.

Haven't closed it yet.

Looking down from the stage, the audience's faces are really clear.

And Li Jinglin, who sat in the most conspicuous position in the first row.

Naturally, it was the first to be discovered.

"Why is this man so familiar?"

"It's Li Jinglin!"

When you see this face and recognize your identity.

The musicians' pupils shrank.

The whole expression was directly out of control.

The heart swished and it was in the throat.

There is a feeling of "leadership inspection".

Although he didn't make a sound calmly, he still shouted wildly in his heart.

"it!"

"it!"

The musicians' out-of-control expression management.

It immediately attracted the audience.

To say eat melons.

The Chinese masses must be very enthusiastic.

Although no one spoke.

But they all followed the musicians' gazes.

All I thought was "What's wrong?" What's wrong? ”

Immediately.

A few people who were also sitting in the first row came over.

At first glance, people are directly stupid.

After all.

Those who can come to see a violin concert.

Maybe someone just got interested and watched as they pleased.

But how many people can't recognize it?

"! It's Li Jinglin! ”

One viewer was too shocked.

When even blurted out.

Such a sentence.

Reverberated throughout the hall.

That was really heard clearly.

"Li Jinglin!"

"Huh?"

"I'm dreaming?!"

The scene was in an uproar.

It's messed up again.

One by one, they craned their necks and looked ahead.

"Where?"

"Brother Lin, turn around, let me take a look."

"Really?"

In an instant, there was a commotion.

The noise of this moment.

also directly alarmed Jin Zunxi, who was preparing to play backstage.

At this time, Jin Zunxi did not realize the seriousness of the problem.

"Why is it so noisy?"

Jin Zunxi frowned slightly.

On his face full of artificial silicone protein, he was stunned and a little dissatisfied.

Dignified manners.

It looks very cold and noble, but there is an indescribable awkwardness.

"I'll take a look."

The assistant immediately stood up and walked out the door.

Jin Zunxi shook his head disappretently.

"It can only be said that the quality of this audience is worrying."

"If you want to say that the quality of the audience, whether it is Europe and the United States, or the big cold, it is much better."

"If it weren't for the fear of provoking criticism and making money, I really wouldn't want to perform for such a low-quality audience."

These self-talks, Jin Zunxi said very publicly.

Of course, there is a bit of cowardice in the publicity.

It's just that it's still a cold language.

Quite a kind.

Weak.,But I really want to pretend to be B.,I want to pretend to be full of attack power.,But I'm afraid of being beaten.。

"Forget it, I'll take a look."

Jin Zunxi slowly stood up.

Thinking about his appearance for a while, the louder cheers, and then slightly raised his hand to press it, and it became a silent scene in the audience

The corners of the mouth began to hook up the root √ ̄.

But.

Just when Kim Jong-hee walked into the stage.

was stunned to find that the attention of these viewers did not seem to be on themselves.

I'm almost at the podium.

But few people look at themselves at all.

Both the orchestra and the audience seem to be looking in the other direction.

For a moment, I was a little stunned.

"Could it be that someone has an accident?"

Jin Zunxi's gaze moved.

fell on the most conspicuous Li Jinglin.

Plum. Li Jinglin?

Xiba Li Jinglin!!

At that time, Jin Zunxi's brain was like being struck by lightning.

Thoughts seem to have been briefly formatted.

It's so cooked!

This face is so familiar!

He.

It's just outside the Miyin stick dormitory.

summoned people to pull the "Jindalai Flower" for three whole days, and also "unashamedly" "popularized science" to himself, Jindalai flower is the flower of their Northeast Xian people, their Xian people are an inseparable part of the Chinese nation, and kimchi belongs to the Xian people.

They often make a foul-smelling gesture and say that this gesture represents "OK" on their side, which means OK.

So.

Whenever I racked my brains and discussed cultural things with him with the most insults.

Once you say the sentence "Kimchi is obviously from our cold country".

He would nod impatiently and then make an "OK"!!

Kim Jong-hee began to tremble.

I can't forget it.

I can't forget it!

This Xiba Li Jinglin actually let his fellow villagers in the Northeast spend a lot of money to transport a watermelon across the country from his hometown.

The watermelon is so big, I've never seen it before, and it's so big that I can't eat it at all.

Then, a group of people cut the watermelon in the most impolite and rough way and placed it on the ground in front of their dormitory.

And they stood in a row and discussed in Italian that they could fully understand.

Say what. The watermelons in their house are used to feed the pigs, and the pigs are all holding up, and they really can't eat them all, and they are about to rot in the ground!

I also asked myself if I would like to eat it!

He cut it open to the ground, not even a table!

Such humiliation.

Kim Jong-hee will never forget it in his life.

These insults that are extremely explosive to me are just a drop in the ocean of many insults.

"Huh? I haven't seen you at the Paganini International Violin Competition, where did you come from? ”

"Did you really participate?"

"Why are you still studying for a PhD at the age of 26 this year?"

"I heard that your paper was rejected by Professor Julia again? No, the thesis can still be dismissed? ”

"Well, what kind of crime is Professor Julia, how can you be a student like you?"

"No, isn't it, if you work so hard, why are you still so dished? Why don't you become a performer, go back and cheat your children into earning money. ”

"Oh yes, I forgot that you people in the cold country are stingy, you like to give dozens of dollars for New Year's money, the bag is still white, put it in our house, you are looking for trouble like this, then you will be killed."

Scene after scene, sentence after sentence.

The things and words that Li Jinglin had had kept crossing my mind.

Dead memories are attacking Kim Jong-hee.

The feeling of humiliation, anger, and anger at that time was trembling all over.

It's back.

It's all back!

Jin Zunxi's mentality exploded directly.

The trembling that was visible to the naked eye.

But.

Li Jinglin didn't see this scene at all.

In the midst of the uproar of the audience, he stood up and bowed to the audience.

"Guys, this isn't my home stadium, I'm just a spectator, please leave the cheers to our musicians."

Heard what Li Jinglin said.

The movement of the audience suddenly fell silent.

Li Jinglin was really polite.

The audience was also highly qualified and cooperative.

It's just that.

Such a scene.

For the sake of Kim Jong-hee's eyes.

This hurtfulness and insult is still so deep and so serious.

(End of chapter)