Yes, it is the kind of routine where the protagonist is a genius, is discovered, guided, fails, rebuilds confidence, then is guided again, fails again, rebuilds confidence, and finally shines on stage.
The music isn't great, of course to accentuate the drum part. The whole story is actually the performance of the tutor and the student, and the supporting roles only need to do what they should do.
And from the very beginning there was a foreshadowing that the tutor might treat the student in a more violent way.
As a person who studied music in China since he was a child and went to Russia to study music in his adolescence, in fact, this rude and severe way is really nothing. (Of course, foul language and humiliation are very wrong.)
After reading this, I somehow got the motivation to practice the piano, and I also remembered my former teacher. Even if it is a big emotional and digress.
When I was a child, I learned the piano with an old professor. Of course, he was still in his prime at the time. With a lot of music college students, I am not so patient with children. It is common for thugs to slap their heads, and there is also a prescribed time for piano practice, and they must sit for two hours a day. At that time, I hated him so much, even with the piano. Happy learning piano is simply a fool's dream.
Later, I persevered and went to middle school with a young teacher who came back from studying abroad, Virgo. In the matter of piano practice, I have officially entered the dark stage. There are weekly tests in the class, endless scale Hanon etudes every day, and the result of following her for a semester is that every etude of Czerny 299-740 will be played. back.
This teacher's characteristic is that his taunting skills are explosive, and he has his own provocative attributes. He once made each of us play the same etude. Every time two people play at the same time, whoever makes a wrong pitch or wrong rhythm will be punished to stand, or go to the playground. Running in circles... After two years, I have laid a solid basic skill, and I will not be afraid of ordinary song skills.
Then I went to Russia and I met the head of the department. She never shouted, and she was not like my teacher when I was a child, she didn't give you lessons if you couldn't practice well. She will just look at you innocently and ask you, why didn't you practice the piano? Why don't you know what to do here? Why doesn't this phrase know where to go? Why is vibrato bad? Why are the pedals not clean? why why why?
Then she also kicks one or two students out of her class every semester and transfers them to other teachers. One or two places every year is like a sword chosen over our heads. However, it is also this sword that makes us understand that "talent is important, and practice is equally important". Let's understand, "Music is life."
As the mentor Fletcher said in the film, he is not a conductor. He is there to push others to push their limits.
On the road of art, people are constantly breaking through their own limits.
Focus, focus more. Think, keep thinking. Repeat, repeat, repeat. Take on new challenges.
Art and sports are constantly challenging themselves.
It was such a reassuring thing to have a Master Yan by his side at this time.
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