In order to expose Lin Shaoqiu, the two beauties forced Lin Shaoqiu to go to the rooftop of the villa, where Liu Xueyao's ivory imitation of Liszt's relics were made of Liu Xueyao. This is a world-class piano in terms of sound and sound effects. Can't Lin Shaoqiu's cowhide be exposed?

Originally, Liu Xueyao was too lazy to even come up with the rooftop. She thought she knew her lively husband very well and thought there was no need to prove that he was bragging. However, Ouyang Zhuobing still had a glimmer of hope for Lin Shaoqiu, and fantasized with a fairy tale-like expression that Lin Shaoqiu is really a world-class pianist in the peak state, although this possibility is almost zero.

"Do you really want to play?" Lin Shaoqiu touched Liu Xueyao's ivory-made piano made of Lister's relics, shook his head and said, "You don't believe what you said. Women, it's okay. You play it first and warm up."

warm up?

Liu Xueyao frowned and said, "You want to play, and you should warm up. What does it have to do with us?"

"I'm talking about warming up the piano," Lin Shaoqiu smiled and said, "Do you know that every piano has a soul? The better the piano, the more precious the soul is. It has life. Don't regard it as a dead thing. Since it is a living thing, should you let it warm up and find the feeling before playing exquisite music?"

This is the first time Liu Xueyao has heard of the fallacy of piano warm-up. If Ouyang Zhuobing hadn't held it, she would have gone downstairs long ago and would have been too lazy to listen to Lin Shaoqiu talking nonsense here.

"Then I'll do it."

Ouyang Zhuobing sat in front of the piano and danced with bare hands. When she was expressed in the piano, she was full of charm. The music was like flowing clouds and water, which sounded crisp and pleasant, and the joyful feeling was wonderful.

After listening to the song Liu Xueyao nodded quite well, she smiled and praised: "Zhuo Bing, you are professional. Although you play the piano, my musical skills are simply a tiny and insignificant. They play very well."

Ouyang Zhuobing was also very satisfied with the feeling of playing his original violin concerto on the piano, and asked Lin Shaoqiu: "Mr. Lin, what do you think?"

Since I believe that Lin Shaoqiu can at least play the piano, I have to come up to listen to his level, Ouyang Zhuobing naturally knew that Lin Shaoqiu could hear it and wanted to hear what he said.

Lin Shaoqiu nodded with a smile and said, "The music is wonderful and the technique is skillful." Lin Shaoqiu just said these few words and did not say anything further.

Liu Xueyao really couldn't stand her husband's fooling her good sister and looked amazing. Hearing Lin Shaoqiu say this, he immediately said: "Lin Shaoqiu, Zhuo Bing plays the piano so well, even if I don't know where to go better than me, what do you mean by saying this?"

Ouyang Zhuobing also frowned and said, "Mr. Lin, do you think there is something wrong with this song? Or is there something wrong with my piano?"

Lin Shaoqiu said calmly: "The song is well written, it is a good song, the piano is also good, and the skills are very skilled, but I really don't think it is very good. I sound... I don't feel it."

Ouyang Zhuobing's eyes flashed and he suddenly said, "Mr. Lin, I understand. What you mean is that playing the piano is too focused on skills, and instead ignores the audio-visual experience this song brings?"

Seeing that Lin Shaoqiu was not speaking was equivalent to acquiescence, Ouyang Zhuobing's face was a little embarrassed. After all, she was a musician who held a personal concert at the Vienna National Concert Hall at the age of thirteen. Although she was a violin, she was so-called violin, and music had no borders. In the eyes of a musician, there were naturally not many differences between instruments. The only difference was that she was proficient and mastered by a certain instrument. This also made her try her best to show the performance skills of these non-violin instruments when playing the piano or playing some non-violin instruments. She did ignore the audio-visual feeling brought to the listeners by the music itself. Lin Shaoqiu could tell her flaws in one word. Ouyang Zhuobing's pretty face turned red, but she felt a secret admiration for Lin Shaoqiu.

Seeing that his good sister was fooled by Lin Shaoqiu like a little fool, Liu Xueyao couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Zhuo Bing, don't listen to him nonsense. You are a professional, he is just a layman. How can you deny yourself by listening to him?"

Ouyang Zhuobing shook his head and said, "I didn't deny myself, I just... I just think what Mr. Lin said makes sense."

Modesty is a virtue, and that is in others. Lin Shaoqiu admired Ouyang Zhuobing's modesty and nodded and smiled: "Ms. Ouyang, it seems that you have a deep understanding of yourself, but you are only half right. The music itself brings the audio-visual enjoyment of the listener by the music player using his skillful playing skills. Without skillful skills, how can you express your understanding of the music to the listener? So there is nothing wrong with paying attention to skills, but while paying attention to skills, you must express your understanding of the music. The violin concerto you wrote should be in a classical style, expressing the beautiful scenery of nature between the ancient servants and forests, but you play it with a piano. Although there is no big problem, I listen to it like a modern fairy tale. Can you understand these two different feelings?

Liu Xueyao is also a musician who specializes in music when she was young. After listening to Lin Shaoqiu's explanation, she naturally felt that it made some sense. However, she still didn't think that her husband had made great achievements in music. This guy likes to fool and brag and can't say anything, so he said: "This is originally a violin concerto. Zhuo Bing can play a violin concerto on the piano. It's already very good."

After listening to Lin Shaoqiu's words, Liu Xueyao and Ouyang Zhuobing felt very different. Ouyang Zhuobing had a deep understanding of what Lin Shaoqiu said. She sat down and flicked her bare hands, and continued to play another song.

The song Ouyang Zhuobing performed this time is not a classical style song, but a very modern-style movie accompaniment. This movie tells the story of a child born with a disability fighting fate, unyielding, and finally won the Paralympic swimming championship after going through a lot of hardships.

This movie is very famous. Liu Xueyao and Lin Shaoqiu have also watched it, so it sounds familiar to the accompaniment in the movie. You can imagine the scenes and scenes in the movie as soon as you hear it.

After the song was over, it can be seen from Liu Xueyao's somewhat wet eyes that the song played by Ouyang Zhuobing had deeply moved her.

Ouyang Zhuobing asked Lin Shaoqiu with a nervous look on his face and said, "Mr. Lin, how do you think my song is playing like?"

Lin Shaoqiu smiled slightly and shook his head: "It's worse than the one just now. If the one just now is called failure, this one is a failure in failure!"

Before Ouyang Zhuobing said anything, Liu Xueyao couldn't listen anymore and frowned and said, "What are you talking nonsense? Zhuo Bing's song is so good. When I was listening to the song just now, I had already entered the movie, as if the scenes in the movie were all around me. You also said that her song was a failure in failure. Even if you really don't understand, don't hurt people's self-confidence like this."

Lin Shaoqiu was secretly funny. It was Ouyang Zhuobing who was playing, but it wasn't you who was playing. But I just said that failure in failure. Is it so exciting? His beautiful wife treats good sisters so well. I don't know when he can argue for his husband so excitedly when others have opinions about his husband. However, Lin Shaoqiu thought so and knew that there would be no such day.

No matter what, Lin Shaoqiu's understanding of music was never affected by other people's words and opinions, so he smiled and said: I said that this song was even more of a failure, so there is my reason for it."

Ouyang Zhuobing blushed and sighed: "Mr. Lin, then please tell me why I failed in failure in playing this song?"

When Lin Shaoqiu saw Ouyang Zhuobing’s pretty face, he looked squinting and wondered if he was talking too heavily. But the facts are facts. He would not speak in music just because he wanted to praise someone.

It seems that my good sister has really been hit by Lin Shaoqiu's curse. Even if she believes such fooling words, it is no wonder that Ouyang Zhuobing. After all, as an internationally renowned violin player, she still cares about other people's doubts about her profession. She shook her head and said, "Zhuo Bing, ignore him. He has always liked to talk nonsense. He always picks bones in the eggs and picks out some thorns to make up the skin he blows out."

Lin Shaoqiu laughed, thinking that Liu Xueyao's words were just right. Thinking about how proud Ouyang Zhuobing was of music as an internationally renowned violin player, he was now useless by the opinions of an unknown person in their eyes. What a great blow, it was already amazing that she did not cry on the spot.

Seeing Ouyang Zhuo Bing's lips tightly biting and his face blushed, Lin Shaoqiu sighed deeply. This musical talented woman would have caused an indelible shadow on her weak heart just because of her few words?

Ouyang Zhuobing did not care about Liu Xueyao's words, but continued to say to Lin Shaoqiu very strongly: "Mr. Lin, if you have anything to say, it doesn't matter. I really want to hear your opinions."

"Ms. Ouyang, the accompaniment of the movie you just played is first-class in terms of playing skills, repertoire, and music resonance, but..." Lin Shaoqiu first gave Ouyang Zhuobing a carrot and knocked it down with a stick and said, "It's so ideal, really so ideal."

Seeing Ouyang Zhuobing listen quietly, even Liu Xueyao suddenly looked serious and listened. Lin Shaoqiu continued, "The protagonist of the movie is an orphan and a disabled person who has suffered a lot, right?"

Ouyang Zhuobing nodded gently and said, "Yes, I just want to interpret the precious spirit of the hero's indomitable struggle against fate through the movie's original accompaniment."

Lin Shaoqiu nodded and said, "Miss Ouyang, your idea is not wrong. Such a song is completely different from the lyric song just now. It requires the expression of the inner emotions of the protagonist in the movie. However, you don't know what kind of mentality the protagonist of the movie is. You cannot feel how difficult and difficult it is to go to the road to success. It takes many times more sweat and hardship than ordinary people. You just want to emerge the entire movie scene with the scene in the movie, and you cannot truly understand the protagonist's inner world. Those who have watched that movie listen to you playing, may be able to understand it, but if you are a person who has never watched that movie, your playing just now is like a cup of plain boiled water, without any taste, and cannot resonate with the listeners."

It is important to say that after Lin Shaoqiu finished saying this, Ouyang Zhuobing and Liu Xueyao thought about it carefully and thought it was very reasonable. Ouyang Zhuobing bit his lip lightly and said, "So as Mr. Lin, if you want to use music and piano to express an orphan, another disabled person's inner world, the player who must play is also an orphan, and a disabled person, is it okay? Because it seems that only in this way can you truly express the inner world of orphans and disabled people."

"That's right," Lin Shaoqiu nodded, "Everyone has his own real experience in a certain situation before he can experience the real feeling of a certain situation. The same is true for expressing it in music. Of course, this is a requirement for the world's top musicians. For ordinary players, your playing just now has performed well."

Liu Xueyao finally recognized Lin Shaoqiu's words for the first time, nodded slightly and said, "I think except Beethoven himself, no musician in this world can truly enter the world of the Symphony of Destiny and experience the essence of the Symphony of Destiny."

Ouyang Zhuobing smiled bitterly and said, "In the next five hundred years, there will probably be no more great musicians with hearing impairments."

At this time, Liu Xueyao and Ouyang Zhuobing looked at Lin Shaoqiu with a look of admiration inside.

When talking about music, Lin Shaoqiu was in a very happy mood, but now he is a little embarrassed.
Chapter completed!