"Students......" Tong Dihong put away the surprise on his face, turned his head to look at Xie Meng and the other students, and asked, "What do you think of Xu Zhi's performance?"

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"No!" Tong Dihong shook his head with a mysterious smile on his face, "I think it's bad!"

"Huh?" Don't say it's Xu Zhi, but everyone is puzzled.

"Listen to it again!" Tong Dihong smiled, let Xu Zhi get up, played it again, and then asked, "Do you think there is any difference between what I played and what Xu Zhi played?"

Everyone thinks that Tong Dihong plays well, but it is not clear what is good, after all, the two play too similarly.

Tong Dihong looked around, and fell on Xu Zhi's smiling and silent face, his heart moved, and he opened his mouth to ask. But Xie Meng preemptively said: "Teacher, I know ......"

"Oh, you say!" Tong Dihong was a little surprised, turned his head to look at Xie Meng and said.

"Xu Zhi's performance is very similar to your performance!" Xie Meng said confidently, "because he imitates you in terms of fingering, strength, and rhythm, and there is almost no difference in imitation." However, it is precisely this imitation that loses his own comprehension and the vitality of the music. ”

"That's good!" Tong Dihong applauded, "Xie Meng is right. At first glance, the music Xu Zhi played sounded exactly like what I played. Because he said that his memory is very good, that is, he can imitate everything I play completely! But just right, the score of a piece of music is the same, and everyone has different understandings, different techniques, different understandings, and different moods, and the music played should be different! It is precisely this difference that establishes the life of the music! You must remember that when you play the music, you are giving life to the music, and the music without life is just the score, just the puppet of the score!"

"I'll go ......" Xu Zhi was smiling, but after listening to Tong Dihong's words, he was depressed again, "I have become a negative teaching material." ”

After Tong Dihong finished speaking, he waved his hand and said: "Let's get out of class first, you think about what I just said, and then go to class in half an hour! This thinking is very important, if you can understand it, it will be more useful than the last month's class!"

When the students left, Tong Dihong closed the door, turned his head and said to Xu Zhi excitedly: "Xu Zhi, you are a genius! I have only seen one and a half such geniuses in my life, and you can only be regarded as half now!"

"Dizzy, Teacher Tong, are you praising me or belittling me?" Xu Zhi couldn't laugh or cry.

Tong Dihong sat down with a smile and said, "I was giving a lecture to the students just now, don't you care! Seriously, you played very well, from the teacher's point of view, there are no flaws!"

"Nonsense!" Xu Zhi secretly slandered to himself, "I was originally imitating you, and praising me is praising yourself." ”

"But ......," Tong Dihong continued, "you really haven't comprehended the essence of music, so the music that pops up is superficial, and you don't cut off the fancy clothes and reveal the essence!"

"Oh, what do you say......"

"In your fingers, syllables are syllables, and there is no vitality. You have to give life to the syllables, let them be the spirits that represent your heart, so that ...... You have to become a master of music!"

Xu Zhi felt that Tong Dihong's words were really obscure, and unconsciously asked, "How can we inject vitality and life into syllables?"

"It's hard to say, you need to understand it yourself!"

"Brush the ......" As he spoke, a torrential rain fell outside the window, and he could hear it through the window.

Tong Dihong's eyes lit up, he walked quickly to the window, opened the window, and the sound of rain and wind outside immediately entered his ears!

Afterwards, Tong Dihong walked to the piano, and played a piano piece that sounded magnificent. This music is very similar to the sound of rain outside, and it is quite beautiful to play.

"You come and try!" Tong Dihong got up and turned his head to Xu Zhi and said. But when he saw Xu Zhi, he was puzzled again, because Xu Zhi didn't watch him play like before, but closed his eyes tightly.

"Okay!" Xu Zhi opened his eyes, nodded and agreed to sit in front of the piano.

However, Xu Zhi did not play the piano immediately, but gave birth to a finger and pressed the keys on the piano one by one, and even some keys he pressed many times with different strengths. After doing all this, Xu Zhicai closed his eyes, slowly raised his hands, and then fell very quickly, "Ding Ding Dong" bounced.

Tong Dihong's face showed surprise, his eyes began to shine, and his ten fingers couldn't help but tremble, as if he was playing.

"Okay!" After Xu Zhi finished playing, Tong Dihong applauded, "Although it still sounds very jerky, I have found the courtyard, and I am only waiting for the day when I enter the room." ”

Xu Zhi got up and bowed respectfully, "Thank you Teacher Tong for your advice." ”

"Xu Zhi ......" Tong Dihong hurriedly helped Xu Zhi up and said, "You are a genius, but you also need in-depth study, our Siyu is your most ideal place to study, only our Siyu can give you the wings of your dreams...... Phew, Xu Zhi, I said I'm used to it. Don't care, I mean, you come and study, I don't charge you money, I really don't want you to bury this piece of jade......"

"If you collect money, I will definitely not come!" Xu Zhi did not have the consciousness of a multimillionaire at all, and said with a smile, "If you don't collect money, I will definitely come!"

"Hehe, but if you become a music master, don't you mind if I leave a picture of you in Siyu, right?" Tong Dihong also asked like an old fox.

exchanged a photo for a few burned music theory knowledge, as well as CDs of world famous songs, plus he would go to Siyu to practice the piano at any time in the future, Xu Zhi was of course willing. Looking at Tong Dihong's slightly meaningful smile, Xu Zhi only had bitterness in his heart, his fate was beyond his control, how could others measure it?

promised Xie Meng something, of course Xu Zhi would do it, he accompanied Xie Meng to the piano lesson, then said goodbye to Xie Meng's family of three and took a taxi back to school.

In the dormitory, Li Jie, Fan Xiangyu and Cheng Hongbo had already returned, and the three of them were sitting in the quilt and talking about something, and there was some smoke in the room, but it covered up the unconcealable stench. Seeing Xu Zhi coming back, the three of them all shut up and were silent for a moment, Li Jie asked first: "Fourth, where have you been these days?"

Xu Zhi didn't answer, put the rain-soaked backpack on the ground, then walked to the middle of the dormitory, looked at the three of them, and asked, "Where did you go last night?"

"It's nothing!" Cheng Hongbo said with a smile, "Let's go play games, there are a lot of people in the Internet café, all of them are students around." ”

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