Chapter Seven Hundred and Thirty Eight Allen's Violin

Zhang Yu Wenyan smiled and said, "Actually, I grew up in a single-parent family, but my mother really helped me a lot. In the future, Mr. Lange will have the opportunity to come to China, and I will introduce you to it! "

When the people around heard that Zhang Yu actually grew up in a single-parent family, their admiration for him was even more indescribable. After all, for most people, the problems and pressures that children of single-parent families face when they grow up are far more than ordinary families. Even many children in single-parent families can easily lose themselves in growing up. It seems that Zhang Yu's situation is indeed very rare among those who have seen it.

When Anna Lange heard this, of course, she was also full of strong curiosity about Zhang Yu, a talented Chinese teenager who was younger than herself. After all, among the people she knew, there was no one who could compare with each other. Are all Chinese people so smart, or have they met the smartest Chinese?

Alan Lange suddenly touched his father's arm at this time.

After Paul Lange felt it, he turned to look at his son with a strange expression...

Although Alan Lange didn't say anything, he pointed to the violin beside him.

Paul Lange reacted at once. He turned to Zhang Yu and smiled: "That's right, Zhang! If I can now, can I listen to how my son's violin is playing? He's already in a hurry!"

Zhang Yu Wenyan glanced at Alan, who seemed a little embarrassed, smiled, and said, "No problem! You can pull a paragraph!"

Paul Lange turned to look at his son and said, "Alan! Then give Zhang a paragraph! Let him give you some pointers. He is a master-level virtuoso."

Alan Lange nodded, carried the piano case to the middle of the living room, opened it, and took out his violin.

When Allen was ready, he found that everyone in the room was looking at him. To be honest, it made him feel a little nervous...especially in front of Zhang Yu. In fact, since my father came back from China, he has often mentioned Zhang Yu's name, saying that his violin is definitely a world-class master, so he must follow Zhang Yu as an example and become a top violin master.

Alan Lange was actually a little confused when he first heard this. After all, I have studied the violin for many years, but I do not remember that there is a violin master named Zhang Yu in the world, not to mention that he is Chinese. To this end, Allen also went to the Internet to check, and he did not find that there is a person named Zhang Yu among the world-class violinists today, and there seems to be no Chinese among the top violin masters.

This conclusion, which made Alan a little suspicious of his father's statement... As time went by,

Alan Lange finally saw Zhang Yu himself.

Tell the truth! Just judging from his appearance, Allen didn't think this man named Zhang Yu could play the violin. It seems that the super genius in his father's mouth doesn't seem like a big deal. This made Allen feel a little disappointed in his heart, and gradually began to despise the other party. But after a period of observation, Allen found that this guy named Zhang Yu was so talented that it was a pervert, and it could be said that it was completely beyond his imagination.

If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I couldn't believe that there was such a pervert in the world. Just relying on self-taught painting, it is unimaginable that you can dump your genius sister for a hundred streets.

Seeing all this, Allen was inevitably excited again. Then, the other party's violin level should also be true. Since his father didn't lie to him, then he said that he had a chance to communicate with the master. Thinking of this, he was looking forward to Zhang Yu's next guidance even more. So after seeing Zhang Yu finish painting, Allen wanted the other party to come and give him some pointers to see what his current level of violin was, and what realm he could achieve in the eyes of the master.

Allen took out the violin, took a breath, calmed down, turned to look at Paul, and said, "Dad! Which song should I play better?"

Paul Langer said: "Just pull the one you practiced frequently recently!"

Allen nodded, picked up the violin, tucked the top of the violin to his chin, tapped his fingers on the fretboard, and then moved the bow, a famous violin piece "Violin Concerto in D Major" began to float in the room... …

The unique and beautiful timbre of the violin suddenly caused everyone in the living room to fall into a state of silence, and almost instantly people were moved by the world rendered by the musical notes.

Alan Lange closed his eyes and kept dragging the bow, intending to construct a perfect solo piece for Zhang Yu to comment on himself.

Zhang Yu's violin level, of course, has reached the level of entering a room... As soon as the sound of the violin passes through his ears, he can immediately feel what is wrong with the other party's performance. You must know that this is an empirical judgment brought about by skills, which is naturally generated and does not require special training the day after tomorrow.

Alan Lange's violin level is not bad in Zhang Yu's opinion. Judging by the opponent's age, it is not an exaggeration to say that he already has the foundation to become a master violinist. Of course, this does not mean that if the opponent has the foundation, he will definitely become a master violinist. After all, the road to becoming a master is extremely difficult. Regardless of innate talent, acquired efforts and insights are also a hard process.

Zhang Yu didn't think there was a second person in the world who could become a master-level or even a god-level violin player in a blink of an eye, without any need for any study. Ignoring the extreme situation of oneself, most people still need to reach their ultimate destination step by step.

Alan Lange was very engaged in his performance. It seemed that his usual hard practice had all turned into selfless narration and expression on the violin. He heard the people around him close their eyes and listen, as if the entire space had been completely integrated with the music.

As time went by, Allen quickly completed this wonderful violin solo. As the last note disappeared, everyone in the living room immediately burst into applause... In fact, most of these people in the room are music majors From their background, although not everyone is a violin expert, they still feel a little bit whether Ellen is good or bad. And Allen's actual violin level has reached a very high level. Even Jiang Chenxuan feels that Allen is worthy of being the master's son. He can play the violin so well at such a young age. When he was the same age as others , not a level at all.

Seeing that his son had done a great job, Paul Lange nodded with satisfaction, then looked at Zhang Yu and said, "Zhang! What do you think of Ellen?"