As soon as "Piano Prince" Clayderman's China tour ended, a long queue of fans waiting for autographs formed. The hall was packed with people. The "fans" who got the autographs were ecstatic, and many people shed tears of excitement.
At this time, an eye-catching pair of father and son lined up at the front of the queue. Clayderman habitually picked up the signature pen and politely asked them where they wanted to sign. Unexpectedly, the father actually said: "We don't want to sign."
As soon as he said this, everyone was surprised and focused their attention on the father and son who had been waiting for several hours but did not want to sign.
"I have a heartfelt request," the father looked at Clayderman and said, "I want my child to hold your hands." The people around him became even more puzzled. They all came forward to see what happened.
The father bowed deeply to Clayderman: "You are a piano master I respect very much." Then he pulled his son in front of him, touched his head and said, "This child is very important to me." He has a good understanding of piano and has been practicing it since he was a child. In the past two years, he has won awards one after another and always won first place in every competition." Clayderman showed approval in his eyes and motioned for him to continue.
"He is a little carried away and thinks he is great. Especially recently, he shows off his piano skills everywhere and has no intention of practicing the piano. I came here today firstly to admire the master's style, and secondly because I want to let my children Understand one thing, what makes a real pianist?”
Clayderman will certainly not miss this opportunity to discover talented pianists. He stretched out his big hands that had been working with the piano for half his life in front of the child, smiled and said: "Come on, kid, you are good."
Looking at those hands, the child's small hands Unexpectedly, he still refused to reach forward. The moment he made contact with Clayderman's fingers, he shrank suddenly as if he was electrocuted by the thick calluses on Clayderman's fingers. The little hands hung in the air for a long time, the child's bright eyes looked at each other dreamily, and kept chanting: "Pianist, pianist..."
After that, this person in The young man who was extremely talented at the piano began to practice his piano skills diligently and finally achieved great success.
That child is now the pianist-Lang Lang!