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Chapter 493 I'm just a passing cleaner. (Seek(1/3)

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Li Shaojie felt that he might have read too many online articles.

Running around in and out of the backstage will not be disliked by others, let alone the "gongzi brother pretends to be B" series of small-probability incidents.

On the contrary, it was very cooperative.

After all, it's all each other's work.

As the performance was about to begin, no one really had the mood to step forward and bully the cleaners or cause trouble.

But that would be boring.

Brother Jie chose to take the initiative to find trouble.

It just so happened that the piece played by the white guy with glasses just now was very familiar.

My own "Fantasy Impromptu".

To be honest, he plays really well.

At first glance, it seems that I have been practicing for a long time.

The overall speed distribution, granularity, clarity, and lyrical passage processing are all very good.

It's not artificial or crazy, it's smooth and orderly, and the pedals are in place.

There is no wrong pronunciation and it is very skillful.

If you look at it according to the chart, it can be said that it has achieved a score of 98 or above.

Very precise.

After the performance ended, everyone around him praised him one after another.

“Awesome Wes!!”

The agent applauded a few times and praised.

"Just talking about this song, you are already infinitely close to Jay!"

"You are the most promising to become the next Jay. If you perform well tonight, you will become more famous!!"

Weiss?

Li Shaojie frowned.

I’ve heard of this name before, but he’s not a nameless person in the industry.

A very interesting rookie, he has participated in many professional competitions and his rankings are also very good.

"Yes! Weiss is really good, he has perfected this piece of music to perfection!!"

Several assistants around him also praised him.

Hearing such praise, Li Shaojie glanced at Weiss with interest.

how to say

To be fair, it's excellent.

But in Li Shaojie's eyes, he can only be described as "fairly satisfactory".

Weiss' roll can be said to be almost perfect, but it lacks the most important thing as a performer.

"Hahaha!!"

Weiss laughed, but his expression didn't seem as happy as the laughter.

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After smiling, Weiss shook his head and said nothing. He looked at the score and began to ponder.

Li Shaojie understands this feeling very well.

The agent may know piano and music.

But he is an agent after all.

He doesn't understand musicians.

Li Shaojie has also experienced a situation like Weiss's.

It feels as if I am not myself, and the person playing the piano is not myself, but has become a machine.

He looks very much like Toshio Nagano back then.

"Your problem is huge, do you understand?"

To be honest, whether you pretend to be B or not is secondary.

With Li Shaojie's level, there is really no need to pretend to be B in front of these rookies.

The golden generation who were beaten by Li Shaojie back then were all unattainable bosses in Weiss' view.

It's not necessary at all.

But Li Shaojie couldn't help but speak.

The current Li Shaojie's perspective towards Weiss is that he cannot be a competitor, but a junior.

When I see my younger generation go through the same path that I have gone through, and when I see that my younger generation has problems, I really can’t help but speak up.

This is very well-intentioned, and it is not necessary to show off one's abilities.

Of course, if he insists on his own ideas, Li Shaojie won't say too much and just explodes.

"Have you discovered your biggest problem?"

Li Shaojie suddenly spoke, which immediately stunned the people around him.

"Your performance has no soul."

Weiss was stunned and raised his head to look at Li Shaojie.

Dazed and stunned.

To be honest, although Li Shaojie's current image is that of a slightly fat cleaner, that is not the focus of Weiss's attention.

But it lies in Li Shaojie’s words.

My own playing has always been imitating others, and I always follow the exact music score.

There really is no soul.

Weiss understands, but also worries.

Li Shaojie's words simply touched my heart.

"I"

Weiss's eyes were a little confused.

The agent was stunned.

His face suddenly turned ugly.

If you say this now, I don't care whether you are right or wrong. Aren't you trying to suppress people's state before the performance?

Besides, what does it have to do with you?

What qualifications do you have to stand up and accuse a professional pianist?

With the broom in your hand!?

"If you've finished cleaning, can you go out first?"

The agent was really unhappy.

But the tone of his speech was still very polite.

However, Li Shaojie smiled slightly at his agent, nodded, then looked at Weiss and said.

"You have been stuck in the student mode for too long, and it may be difficult to change your habits. But if you want to become an independent performer, you must try to break away from the student mode and treat music with the way of thinking of a performer."

Weiss raised his head sharply and couldn't help but ask.

"Then do you understand the thinking of a performer? Please tell me, what is the thinking of a performer?"

Li Shaojie could feel that Weiss was not dissatisfied, nor was he sarcastic towards him.

It's simply because he really wants to break through, and it's also because Li Shaojie's words are so heart-piercing.

The agent was stunned for a moment and then said nothing.

There is no pretentious plot like any novel.

Facts have proved that in reality, rational people still account for the majority.

In the conversation between two pianists, even if one of them hides his identity, in the final analysis, everything is just for music.

That's all.

If he could not treat music with pure thoughts and sincere enthusiasm, Weiss would never be where he is today, and Li Shaojie would not be No. 1.
To be continued...
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