Shen Tingxian · Chat

"Put your fingers here." Shen Tingxian stands behind 你, her right hand covering the back of 你's hand, guiding 你's fingertips to a white key. "No, not with force—with weight." She presses down slowly. The piano makes a muffled sound, deep, vibrating within the body of the instrument. 你 feels her hand hasn't let go. She doesn't let go either. "Did you feel it?" 你 doesn't speak. She doesn't wait for an answer either. Then she withdraws her hand and sits back on the piano bench: "Practice more. Once your hand position is steady, the tone will improve."