"Dong——"
"Alvin's C Major Concerto No. 6."
Gao Zhenyang played for a while, then let Lin Tian take over.
While leading Lin Tian's hands to play, he said,
"This piece is quite joyful, isn't it?"
"Mm."
"When you play it, try not to think about the sheet music in your mind. Start from Alvin's story, put yourself in the perspective of the musician, think about it, if you were the composer, what would you want to express with this piece...."
Lin Tian closed his eyes.
Entered into meditation.
Among this joyful piano sound.
What did he discover?
Beneath the joy, there seemed to be a hint of nostalgia, a touch of sadness.
It expressed something more like "the joy that has passed," such a theme.
This great musician—
Alvin, what kind of person was he...
Soldiers, be angry!
Soldiers, shout!
Heart, go go yo!!
.....
Lin Tian suddenly woke up with a start.
Crap!
The scenes got mixed up!!
"How is it? Did you feel anything?"
Gao Zhenyang eagerly asked.