MM Racing Chapter 113
Chapter 113
"There are 10 levels of piano grading, the highest of which is 10 grades, and the grade assessment is divided according to factors such as performance level, performance Xi, memory of music, personal attention when playing, understanding of music, and comprehensive music knowledge in all aspects.
Levels 1-2 are called the Initiation Stage, Levels 3-4 are called Beginner Levels, Levels 5-6 are counted as Intermediate Levels, and Levels 7-8 are Advanced Levels.
Meng Yiran said: "Ling Feng's piano level has completely exceeded grade 10, and it has completely reached the level of performance. "
Is the performance level very powerful?" Zhang Yang's knowledge of the piano was blank, what level 1, what level 10, it sounded very abstract, and he didn't have an accurate concept of Ling Feng's piano strength.
"How can I explain it to you?" Meng Yiran pondered.
Ling Feng: "There are only 10 levels of piano grading in China, but there is a very serious release in the process of the examination, so the examiners are all blind and blind.
ZY Central Conservatory of Music has a performance level, once it reaches the level of performance, you can default to have a professional level playing standard, the college's performance level assessment is very strict, amateur piano players are not accessible.
The teachers who are assessed will not open the back door to release the water, because it is a matter of honor for the conservatory, and if the water is released, it will be a slap in the face.
"In other words, the performance level and the 10th level are not at the same level at all, right?"
Meng Yiran nodded: "Yes."
Ling Feng continued, "Of course, it's not too difficult to obtain. It's just that the performance level can also be said to be for professional piano professionals.
"Not only that, but your English also needs to be very good, and the examiner will communicate with you in English about how to play this kind of repertoire, which is only one part of the test.
Zhang Yang was very curious: "Meng Yiran, how do you know so much about the piano?" Meng Yiran
smiled: "Because I studied piano at the beginning, and then the teacher said that I was talented in cello, so I specialized in cello, however, I can also have some piano music, but I can't do anything to play anything, I think, Ling Feng should be fine."
Meng
Yiran shook his head: "If I had a choice, I would rather be a member of your computer department, maybe you don't know much about it, in fact, the students of the music department are very bitter every day."
We have a professional class once a week, each with their own corresponding teacher, and the class is also in the form of one-on-one. In one room, just you and the teacher, and the cello, the rest are gone.
In the professional class, there will be homework to play every week, enough to play for several weeks, and the most troublesome thing is that these homework are different from ordinary math and physics homework. If you don't write your math homework, you can copy it, or you can ask someone to write it on your behalf, but when you encounter some playing homework, many students can't, and they really can't play.
I don't know the score, I can't put my left and right hands together, I can't touch the wrong note, I don't know the fingering, I don't see the ...... in the repeated passages
As soon as the teacher hears all kinds of questions, he knows whether you have practiced Xi or not.
Therefore, if you don't practice the homework assigned by a professional teacher, you will be viciously humiliated by the teacher when you wait for a one-on-one professional lesson!
These are all okay, stay up, stand up and pass, the most terrible thing is the exam, I don't know about your computer department, but our music department has a midterm exam.
Although there are still more than two months to expire, we are now preparing for the repertoire exam, because everyone's repertoire is different, so we have to think about the substitute exam.
Moreover, the judge teacher is your professional teacher, and in addition to the professional teachers of the whole department, they are sitting on the judges' seat. Meng
Yiran, like other music students, walks around the classroom, piano room and accommodation every day, and the music students seen by others are all glamorous, good at singing and dancing, and there seems to be a halo on their bodies.
In fact, only the students themselves know their suffering, and it takes ten years or even more of hard work and persistence behind the stage for one minute, which Meng Yiran deeply understands.
She seemed to have found a place to talk, and she didn't realize that she loved to say so much today: "The examination room is the kind of stage in a TV series, there are judges' seats, and there are audience seats, these judges and teachers are all singers, and there may be audiences."
When they listen to you play or sing together, you will immediately have a feeling that the bronze scrap iron rank is being watched by a group of gods of the king rank, the pressure is coming, and the psychological quality is a little worse, let alone the exam, it is good if you don't stutter when you speak, your face is not red and your heart is not beating!"
Zhang Yang shook his head again and again: "It feels terrible to think about it, compared to it, I feel that our computer students are much happier." Our daily routine is simple. Write code in class, think about algorithms, brush questions, and when you don't have classes, you still brush questions, knock code, and deduce algorithms, so you can eat and sleep with one more.
Ling Feng was silent, students of different majors have their own hardships, and there is no distinction between scumbags. Life is basically the same, most people let go of themselves after going to college, eating, sleeping, cultivating immortals, playing games, and ...... every day
"Hey, who said that college life is carefree, who said that college life is nothing more than sleeping and going to class, you guys are okay, there are weekends and Sundays, I can't do it, I have to get up earlier than usual on weekends, and I don't have a piano room to practice when I am late......"
The boss brought up the packed vegetables, Meng Yiran paid, took out his mobile phone and sent a message out.
Ling Feng observed that the hooligan named Hu Dong had not left, and looked over to this side intentionally or unintentionally: "It's so late, why are you going back?"
"It's okay, I'll wait for my cousin to pick me up, and he will arrive soon."
While speaking, a black Land Rover came out of the darkness, and Zhen Shaoxiang in the car honked the horn!
Meng Yiran stood up and put the cello on his shoulder: "You eat slowly, I'll go first!" paused: "It's
nice to meet you, see you later." "
Bye-bye!" Zhang Yang kept seeing Meng Yiran get into the Land Rover before slowly retracting his gaze: "It is worthy of being the school flower of Qingda, she is beautiful and has a temperament, and the cello goddess deserves her name!
Meng Yiran got into the co-pilot, fastened the seat belt, Zhen Shaoxiang stepped on the accelerator and drove slowly on the road, and every once in a while, there was a construction team driving a forklift to clear the snow on the road.
"Who were those two men just now?" Zhen Shaoxiang asked casually.
Meng Yiran replied: "The students from the Computer Science Department of Qingda happened to meet each other, so they chatted briefly for a while.
"Oh!" Zhen Shaoxiang grabbed his hair: "When I just went out, I saw your name on the official website of A Chinese Ghost Story, appearing in the opening performance list of the Heroes Competition, is that person you?"