After Lin Yuan stayed in the company for a few days, the winter vacation officially ended, and major universities started school one after another, including Qinzhou Academy of Arts.

Stop working for the time being.

Lin Yuan returns to campus life.

This is the new semester. Lin Yuan’s class schedule has an extra professional course, but this professional course is quite friendly to Lin Yuan personally.

Piano lesson.

Students in the composition department do not need to be proficient in various instruments, but certain understanding is essential, and the piano is a very important instrument that the composition department must come into contact with.

In school, Lin Yuan is undoubtedly a good student.

Although the system says that Lin Yuan’s piano is professional, Lin Yuan still appears obediently in the piano classroom.

Not only for credits, but also because last time someone said Lin Yuan’s piano skills were not good, so he thought about whether he could take this opportunity to improve.

"Everyone."

The piano teacher is a man. Although his character is not tall, his face is very handsome. He has long hair and tied a braid. He has an artist style and sets a bad example for the students.

It is obvious that the school does not recommend that students grow long hair.

"You are students in the composition department of Qin Yi. Most of you should have a certain piano foundation and even a good level. So when you hear that there is an extra piano class this semester, many of you may have no choice but to show your piano skills in front of your classmates, right?"

This is the opening remark of the first lesson of the piano teacher.

Just one sentence hit the psychology of many people in the class.

Then he introduced himself: "My name is Huang Benyu. You can call me Teacher Huang, and you will be your piano teacher in the future."

Fifty people in the class applauded.

Huang Benyu smiled slightly: "The students in the composition department think they are good in the first piano class every year. Put away your thoughts, don't think that if you have a piano foundation, you can't take my class seriously. Except for Gu Xi, you are a student I think I can't teach. All other students should learn down-to-earth, because your level is still far from that!"

This is a warning.

Huang Benyu sat on the chair and said lazily: "You have learned theoretical knowledge last semester. We will start with a relatively simple way in this class. By the way, we can satisfy the thoughts of some of you who want to show. Do you know how to "Qin Song"?"

The students nodded.

Most people start to come into contact with piano and learn similar music. "Qin Song" is a classic primary repertoire.

"very good."

Huang Benyu said lightly: "Then let's find someone to play "Qin Song" first. Don't you want to show it? Give you a chance."

Swish swish swish swish!

The group of people below raised their hands.

Huang Benyu's lips curled up, and he liked the way these students rushed to make mistakes. This is an old routine he would play before class for new students—

First find a student who thinks he is good at piano skills to come on stage.

When the student finished playing the song and was about to enjoy the worship of his classmates, he picked out every mistake from a professional perspective, and then severely slammed the confidence of the students, so that the students could understand that their level was not as high as they thought.

Tsk tsk.

Look at how excited these people are.

Is there any excess secretion of adrenal glands and hormones?

I guess they are all thinking about pretending to be good in front of their classmates?

Especially the students in the first row, all raised their hands. The students are so scheming every year. In fact, they are trying to sit in the first row. These students are just trying to show off their piano skills. After being a teacher for many years, Huang Benyu knows the psychology of these students very well.

Eh?

Huang Benyu suddenly noticed that among the students in the first row, there was one person who didn’t raise his hand?

Huang Benyu looked at Lin Yuan, who stood out from the perspective of "not raising his hands" or from the perspective of "appearance".

Not raising your hand is a counter-routine?

A child who is smart but is mistaken for intelligence will choose you as this unlucky person. Huang Benyu looked at Lin Yuan who didn't raise his hand: "Do you do it?"

Lin Yuan said: "I will do it a little bit."

It was indeed a counter-routine. You could clearly flick but didn't raise your hand. When everyone raised your hand, you, who did not raise your hand, successfully attracted my attention.

Huang Benyu said: "Then you try playing?"

"All right."

Lin Yuan stood up reluctantly.

He thought the teacher was very strange. Eighty percent of the students in the class raised their hands, but he let himself go if he didn't raise his hands.

“Hey.”

The other students saw that they didn't choose, so they let go of their hands in disappointment.

Lin Yuan sat in front of the piano.

He has learned "Qin Song", so he can play it, but there are many versions of this song. Since the teacher has not specified the version, Lin Yuan simply chose the version he likes more.

Push your fingers open.

Right hand drops the key.

The first group of chords sounded heavily, strong and powerful. Then Lin Yuan's left hand followed, and ten fingers jumped on the keys.

"The re-edited version of "Qin Song"?"

Huang Benyu raised his eyebrows. There were many versions of this song, but Lin Yuan chose a very difficult version. Even he couldn't guarantee that he could play well in this version.

Lin Yuan was immersed in the performance.

The tilted downward sound is like an arrow flying all over the sky. In the clear contrast of strength and weakness, the rounded accents are interspersed without any abruptness.

Huang Benyu's expression gradually changed.

As the music proceeded to the tenth section, the music under Lin Yuan's finger showed amazing elasticity, with almost no misnomers. There were some sticky sounds in the middle, but Huang Benyu knew that he could not avoid this occasional sticky sound.

Mature playing techniques...

The small notes are very delicate under Lin Yuan's treatment. The clear division of phrases and the perfect outline of small motivations clearly interpret the artistic conception of the music.

Not only Huang Benyu.

Even the students on the seat couldn't help but widen their eyes, and some girls' eyes looked at Lin Yuan even more blurred.

"The last paragraph."

When a long sound sounded, the students who knew the song felt it at the same time. This was the ending part of the music and the saddest part of the song.

Not willing.

Pity.

Emotions were conveyed through the keys, and Lin Yuan's arms swung back and forth, with a very fast amplitude. His fingers almost fell in impact mode, and finally ended with a whineful sound of the piano.

Sit upright.

Lin Yuan finished playing.

Anyone who knows a little bit of piano knows how difficult Lin Yuan’s playing just now is. Spontaneous applause sounded, and Huang Benyu couldn’t help but stand up, his mind full of chaos.

What?

What's this?

Do you call this a little bit?

It’s too difficult to be a teacher in Qin Yi!

It would be fine if Gu Xi, who never took his piano lessons but still had to give credits to him. After all, he was a rare piano genius and had climbed into the golden hall he had always dreamed of.

But why is such a monster student emerging now?

This level is better than mine!

So how can I teach this piano lesson?

After the applause subsided, in the quiet classroom, Huang Benyu swallowed hard, then coughed and laughed, "If you are all at this level, then I will resign in the principal's office of the next teaching building."

Everyone laughed.

Huang Benyu asked: "What's your name?"

"Lin Yuan."

"Who did you learn piano from?"

"My mother." Lin Yuan lies calmly.

Huang Benyu looked in awe and said, "Which master is your mother?"

At this moment, a series of names of active piano masters who had climbed to the Golden Hall had appeared in his mind.
Chapter completed!