After Lin Yuan stayed in the company for a few days, the winter vacation officially ended, and major colleges and universities began to start, naturally including the Qinzhou Art Institute.
Stop working temporarily.
Lin Yuan returned to campus life.
This is the new sester. Lin Yuan has an extra professional course on his titable, but this professional course is kind to Lin Yuan personally
piano Lesson.
Students in the composition departnt do not need to be proficient in various musical instrunts, but a certain understanding is essential, and the piano is just an important instrunt that the composition departnt must co into contact with.
In school, Lin Yuan is undoubtedly a good student.
Although the system says that Lin Yuan's piano is at a professional level, Lin Yuan still appears in the piano classroom obediently.
Not only for credits, but also because soone said that Lin Yuan's piano level was not good last ti, so he wondered if he could take this opportunity to improve.
"Everyone."
The piano teacher is a male, although the character is not high, but his face is very handso, with long hair and pigtails, he is very artistic, and also set a bad example for the students
Obviously, the school does not encourage students to have long hair.
"You are students of Qin Yis composition departnt. Most of you should have a certain level of piano foundation, and even a good level. So when I heard that there was an extra piano lesson this sester, many of you may have been unable to help you Did you have the urge to show off piano skills in front of you?"
This is the opening remark of the piano teacher's first class.
Just one sentence hit the psychology of many people in the class.
Then he introduced himself: "My na is Huang Benyu, you can call Teacher Huang, and you will be your piano teacher in the future."
Fifty people in the class applauded.
Huang Benyu smiled slightly: "Students in the composition departnt think they are good at the first piano class every year. Put away your thoughts. Don't think that if you have a good piano foundation, you can ignore my class. Your school except Gu Xi It's a student I think I can't teach. All other students should give a down-to-earth study, because your level is still far behind!"
This is a distraction.
Huang Benyu sat in a chair and said lazily: "You learned theoretical knowledge last sester. We will teach tunes in this class. Lets start with a relatively simple one. By the way, it will satisfy so of yous desire to show off. Right?"
The students nodded.
The vast majority of people started to learn piano, and they learned similar pieces of music. "Qin Qu" is a relatively classic elentary piece.
"well."
Huang Benyu said indifferently: "Then let's find soone to play "Qin Qu" first, don't you want to show, give you a chance."
Huh huh!
The group below raised their hands.
The corner of Huang Benyu's mouth was raised, and he liked the way these students rushed to do a wrong demonstration. This is an old routine he would play every ti before giving a new student a class
First find a student who thinks that the piano is good.
When the student finished playing the tune and was ready to enjoy classmate worship, he would single out every mistake he made from a professional point of view, and then severely beat the confidence of this group of students, so that this group of students could understand that their level was different. Not as high as they thought.
Gee.
See how excited these people are.
The adrenal glands and hormones are excessive, right?
I guess they are all thinking of pretending to be in front of the students, right?
Especially the students in the first row have all raised their hands. The students are so diligent every year. In fact, they rush to sit in the first row. This group of students has the idea to show off their piano skills. They have been teachers for many years. Huang Benyu knows the psychology of these students too well.
Eh?
Huang Benyu suddenly noticed that one of the students in the first row did not raise his hand?
Huang Benyu looks at Lin Yuan, who stands out from the level of "no hands raised" or "face value".
Is not raising your hand an anti-routine?
If you are a smart kid who is wronged by cleverness, let's choose you to be the hapless ghost. Huang Benyu looked at Lin Yuan who didn't raise his hand: "Will you?"
Lin Yuan said: "A little bit."
Sure enough, it was an anti-routine. You obviously played but didn't raise your hands. When everyone raised their hands, you succeeded in attracting my attention.
Huang Benyu said: "Then you co and try?"
"Ok."
Lin Yuan stood up reluctantly.
He thought this teacher was very strange. Eighty percent of the students in the class had raised their hands. He just let him who didn't raise their hands.
"Eh."
Seeing that they were not selected, the other students put down their hands in disappointnt.
Lin Yuan sat in front of the piano.
He has studied "Qin Qu", so he does play it, but there are many versions of this song. Since the teacher did not specify the version, Lin Yuan simply chose the one he likes.
Five fingers stretched out.
Right hand down the key.
The first set of chords sounded heavily, powerfully, and imdiately after Lin Yuan's left hand followed, ten fingers jumped on the keys.
"The re-arranged version of "Qin Qu"?"
Huang Benyu raised his eyebrows. There are many versions of this song, but Lin Yuan chose a very difficult version. This version can't even guarantee that he plays well.
Lin Yuan was imrsed in the performance.
The slanting sound stream resembles arrows flying all over the sky, in the clear contrast of strength and weakness, the llow accents are interspersed, not abrupt at all.
Huang Benyu's expression gradually changed.
As the music progressed to the tenth bar, the music under Lin Yuan's fingers showed amazing elasticity. There were hardly any wrong sounds. There were so viscous sounds in the middle, but this occasional viscous sound, Huang Benyu knew that he could not help it. avoid.
Mature playing technique...
The small notes are very delicate under Lin Yuan's processing. The clear division of phrases and the perfect outline of the small motives clearly interpret the mood of the music.
Not just Huang Benyu.
Even the students in the seats couldn't help but stare, and the eyes of so girls looking at Lin Yuan were even slightly blurred.
"Last paragraph."
When a long sound sounded, the students who knew this piece of music unanimously sensed that this is the ending part of the piece and the most sad part of the piece.
Unwilling.
regret.
The emotions were conveyed through the keys. Lin Yuan's arms swayed back and forth very quickly. His fingers fell almost in a percussive pattern, and finally ended with a wailing piano sound.
Sit up straight.
Lin Yuan finished playing.
Anyone who knows a little about piano knows how difficult Lin Yuan's performance just now, spontaneous applause rang out, and Huang Benyu couldn't help standing up, full of confusion.
What?
What is this?
Do you call it a little bit?
Being a teacher in Qin Yi is too difficult!
There is a Gu Xi who has never taken her own piano lessons, but she still has to obediently give credits. After all, she is a rare piano genius who has boarded the golden hall she dreams of.
But now, how co a student with such an evil spirit has appeared again?
This level is better than !
How can I teach this piano lesson?
After the applause subsided, in the silent classroom, Huang Benyu swallowed hard ~ and then coughed and laughed: "If you are all at this level, then I will go to the principal's room in the next teaching building. resignation."
Everyone laughed.
Huang Benyu asked: "What's your na?"
"Lin Yuan."
"Who did you learn the piano from?"
"My mother." Lin Yuan lied calmly.
Huang Benyu was in awe: "Which master is your mother?"
At this mont, a series of nas of active piano masters who have boarded the Golden Hall appeared in his mind.
Lin Yuan thought for a while and said: "Yongning Village Hope Primary School Grade 4, Grade 3 music teacher."
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