Chapter: 128
Liang Mengqi looked at Zhang Han's side face, just finished enjoying her tongue, and then enjoyed another period of enjoyment in her ears, she was a little dazed for a while.
The Canon Variations played by Zhang Han are somewhat surprising in terms of rhythm and score. The rhythm is sometimes fast and sometimes slow. Although the tone of the songs played is still Canon, the changing rhythm seems to make the Canon Variations come alive, and the songs are sometimes cheerful , sometimes melodious.
But no matter how you talk about it, it shows that Zhang Han's piano skills have reached a certain level.
'He's a piano master! '
Liang Mengqi looked at Zhang Han's side face and muttered in her heart.
She knows a little bit about piano and likes to listen to a lot of piano music. She knows that when a person does not need music scores and controls the rhythm of piano music instead of being controlled by piano music scores, then this person is already a generation of piano masters!
It's like Mr. Lang, the piano genius of Huaguo, whom she knows.
Lang is always a world-class pianist. Before returning to China, he conquered the conductors of the world's top ten symphony orchestras, and conquered the living pianist in the world, including his teacher Gary, the dean of the Curtis Institute of Music.
The Curtis Institute is the top three classical music schools in the world, but since Mr. Lang became famous all over the world, Curtis has been ranked first in the world this year. When he had these honors, people in the country didn’t know who Mr. Lang was. I remember one time When he returned to China, he was asked by the organizer to replace him because he was not well-known. This move immediately enraged the accompanying world-class symphony orchestra and conductor on the spot.
'How do you feel that he...is even more powerful than Mr. Lang. '
Liang Mengqi listened, and felt such a feeling in his heart, even he was a little surprised, you know Mr. Lang is a well-known master in the world!
If Zhang Han could know what Liang Mengqi was thinking, he would definitely smile lightly in his heart.
Five hundred years, you can do it!
"This one is over, I'm presenting a song Kikujiro's Summer to Mengmeng." Zhang Han said with a light smile.
"Papa is so amazing..." Mengmeng said with a little admiration on her face. Although she was confused, she felt very powerful when she saw Papa's hands pressing on the piano so fast.
Liang Mengqi sat on the chair and had no intention of leaving. She felt a little convinced by Zhang Han, although the first meeting was not pleasant.
Just when Zhang Han was about to start playing the piano, the restaurant ushered in another wave of guests.
This time it was finally a boy, and four young guys aged seventeen or eighteen walked in.
"Boss, what's there to eat here?" one of the guys asked.
Seeing this scene, Liang Mengqi sighed slightly in her heart, feeling that the owner of the guest was going to be busy, so she was also planning to leave.
But to her surprise, Zhang Han didn't even turn his head, but responded lightly:
"Today's is sold out."
"Oh." Several young people turned and left.
Liang Mengqi couldn't help being taken aback for a moment, and once again felt Zhang Han's strength in her heart.
If she hadn't eaten two meals, she would have thought it was a fake restaurant, how could it open like this? When cooking for my daughter, sell two copies by the way, and then stop selling it?
"What a weird person." Liang Mengqi muttered to herself.
The next moment, the crisp piano sound sounded again. This song Kikujiro's Summer, the cheerful rhythm made Zhang Han play it miraculously.
After the piece was played, Zhang Han put down the piano cover and ended his performance.
"It's awesome." Mengmeng praised.
"Papa papa..."