Chapter 63:

On the sixth day of his official entry into the National Conservatory of Music in Paris, he finally went to the piano room marked with the name "Reed Akade" during the class practice, just like other ordinary students. , for a normal teaching.
When I saw this piano room on the first day, it was a bare scene. At that time, he even thought about it, even if he had only one piano frame, he recognized it. Nowadays, it has only passed a few days, and it has changed dramatically since then.
Italy is a country rich in artists, Da Vinci, Michelangelo, Raphael... Countless artists have risen in this country and become the most embarrassing stars in human history. It is the Renaissance, and it is also one of the human holy places that have produced countless outstanding paintings and symphonies.
Of course, when you see the appearance of this piano room, it is really impossible to practice Professor Akade with artists who have rich literary feelings. After all... this kind of aesthetic is really sorry for Master Da Vinci.
I saw that in this 50-square-meter piano room, bright red and simple white form the overall color tone. Professor Akade seems to be very dissatisfied with the sound effects and sound insulation of the piano room. On the basis of the original, there is also a layer of soundproof wallpaper.
If this is the only way, but when I look at the room and hang a Chinese knot for a while, and hang a big red lantern for a while, it is really a kind of feeling that I can't bear to look straight.
How do you say something...
Painting tigers is not an anti-category.
There is also a common sense how to tell...
The Chinese restaurant in the streets of Europe and America is simply tarnishing the words of Chinese cuisine!
Seeing his face crying and laughing, Professor Akade touched his chin with a smile and said: "I know that you are a Chinese in Xiaoqi. It is very hard for you to study in Paris. You see, the teacher specially prepared for you. A piano room full of Chinese style! Are you very happy?!"
戚暮 helpless nodded: "Happy, very happy." ... If you dare to pick the four red lanterns.
Professor Akade laughed happily: "This surprise is really great. In such a beautiful piano room, you must be able to practice with your heart."
"..." Believe him, this is really impossible.
In the morning, he was talking to Professor Akkad about what was called the real Chinese style. When he finally let Akad agree to remove these...the room full of lanterns, Chinese knots and paper-cut window flowers, Professor Akade sighed and said: "It's a pity, these things have been meticulously designed.

戚暮: "..."
Therefore, as an Italian, aesthetics can be deformed to this way, and you are really not easy.
In the afternoon, in the clean, clean and tidy piano room, he sat down with Professor Akade and poured a cup of rich coffee.
In the white mist rising from the coffee, Professor Akkad said while he was tasting the coffee: "Small seven. When I’m handing over your album to me, I didn’t think I would be yours. Teacher. Listening to Feller, you have a lot of emotions in your music that can touch his most heartfelt things."
He listened carefully to the teacher’s speech and shook his head gently. He said modestly: "I didn’t expect Mr. Faller to think so..."
"You know, although Farr is a very good guy, but he rarely gives such a high rating to a strange violinist. I think, since you can already do this, then why should I still Need to be your teacher? What Fare should do is to get you into Dresden instead of recommending it to me."
"But when I actually heard your music, I understood... Why both Feller and I decided to recommend you to me instead of receiving you directly into the orchestra."
Akkad’s words made him stunned. He sat down and stared at the old man with a gray hair and a serious look.
I saw this world-renowned violin master looking at him seriously at this moment, one word and one word: "Small seven, you know how much distance between you and Auston Bertel... How far?"
Hearing the words, he whispered a little, and after a long time, he said: "Teacher, I think that I am a lot different from Mr. Yu..."
Akade shook his head and said, "You don't want to go this way, and you don't have the idea of ​​composing. I certainly don't say that you are compared to such an Auston. I mean, your violin, away from his piano. How far is it."
After a pause, Akad continued: "At the end of the music, it was completely interoperable. Auston's violin is in my ear, it is noise. Of course, his violin level is much worse than you, you Don't worry about him. But his piano is better than you..."
Suddenly, I held my breath and waited a bit for the answer of Master Akade.
I saw the master sticking out his right hand and pinching his thumb and forefinger together.
"The distance between you and him is only so much."
I squinted at my eyes and looked at my mentor with disbelief. "Teacher, this distance... Are you kidding me?"
Even the piano level is one of the best in the world of classical music. Although this person has been officially learning piano since he was seven years old, but since then, he has shown amazing talent.
The youngest champion in history, the 12-year-old Xiao Wei and Wei Ai, performed on the same stage. When many people mentioned the embarrassment, they would not be neglected because of his achievements in command and composition: he is still a pianist. fact.
Although I have confidence in my own level, I have not reached such a high level.
The level of the piano is at the same level as that of Master Akade's violin. According to Professor Akade's statement, the level of 戚暮 is actually only a gap between himself and himself. !
I saw Akkad shaking his head seriously and said: "Yes, Xiaoqi, you are not mistaken. If God gives a benchmark to classical music, then Auston has come very close to the end, and you... very close."
"Small seven, I didn't think I would be your teacher. There is another reason... In fact, I always thought that my students should be like me, a normal child. He worked very hard and then worked on I can be a very good violinist under my guidance."
In these words, Professor Akkad never said this before, but he looked at the honest old man opposite him, but he felt a sense of destiny in his heart.
"But, when I heard your music, I was surprised to find that... the guy that Fowler told me before, all were slang! He said that when you were 14 years old, you performed with the Vienna Symphony Orchestra. It is a famous music prodigy. Your parents are well-known musicians in China. You are not short of money. There is even a beautiful wooden piano in the Swiss bank!"
Professor Akade sweared awkwardly and said: "I thought you should be a very arrogant child, but after listening to your music... Xiaoqi, I feel that you and I have committed it. A same mistake."
He put down the coffee cup in his hand and asked in a sincere tone: "Teacher, I don't know what you said..."
"You are not public enough."
This answer is obviously beyond the expectation, so that he is all in the same place.

I started to learn violin at the age of six. After more than sixty years, I thought I was talented and hardworking. When I was 30, I became the chief violinist of the New York Philharmonic Orchestra. At that time, I got A lot of things, but I have never got rid of it... I can't afford to throw away the slap in my voice."
"You know, Xiaoqi, my family is very bad. The funds I used to get to the music university were borrowed from the national loan. At that time, I always thought that the poor family gave me the motivation to go up. To prove to everyone, I can do better than you. But then, when I was forty-five, when I heard the sound of Fale Louis, I finally understood... I was bad with him. Where is the bottom?"
Master Feller is also an excellent violinist. Although he and the master of Akkad are the objects of reverence, he has always felt that the level of violin of Master Akade is a little higher than that of Mr. Faller.
Now that I heard Professor Akkad’s words, I was stunned.
"Faler is really the darling of God. At that time, I can guarantee that if my violin can score 99 points, the abominable guy can only count as 90 points, no more. But I understand that I am missing. I can hardly get that point, but Farr... has already got it."
After saying this, Professor Akkad laughed in a rare way and looked at the young man who was stagnant in front of him. He said softly: "Small seven, the one I am less is the publicity of music. We are confident, but But there has never been such a thing as Faul and Auston, and they never doubted themselves."
"Small seven, you are not confident enough."
Professor Akkad’s words seem to have only a few short words, but they are completely stunned.
"You are not confident enough. 』
No one has ever said this sentence, whether it is the last life or this life. Perhaps he and Feller have heard a lack of sound in the sound of the piano, but they have no way to intuitively find the most fundamental point of error.
Only the master of Akkad who has the same experience as 戚暮 can understand that it is the lack of the deepest part of the soul.
A bad family, they have the motivation to work diligently, but also let their childhood, the lack of freedom to do whatever they want.
In order to be able to learn the piano, you never know what it is to play. When he was young, he helped people send milk, send newspapers, and so on. He even went to the coffee shop to play the violin.
These are the accumulation of experience in life, so that 戚暮 has a more unique sentiment to many music, has a rich feeling, but from another perspective, this is also a kind... let him not Fully open the shackles of coziness.
"Seven, you and Auston are only missing this point, but this point... is not so good to get back. Are you prepared to really surpass him within a year?"
Professor Akade’s serious voice made him completely reminisce from the memories of the past. When he heard the word
transcendence
, he suddenly felt a shock in his heart. For a long time, he smiled and looked up at Aka. Got it.
I saw