In life, if a white horse passes through the gap between heaven and earth, all of a sudden...
After Shu Jian and his entourage, Zhao Kai did not receive any more tasks, and the Liao family's affairs were settled by Xia Jinlong. This was the first time that Zhao Kai had spent two months in peace. Next week is the market.
The most lively day of the year in No. 1 Middle School is the Art Festival.
At this time every year, the city's No. 1 Middle School is always crowded with people, because this is the time to show the outside world the comprehensive development of students' moral, intellectual, physical, artistic and physical skills, so the school also works extra hard.
"Zhao Kai, do you want to listen to me play the piano after school? Today is the final selection, which will determine the candidates to participate in the final art festival." Xia Qianhui walked up to Zhao Kai and said.
Zhao Kai laughed and said with a smile: "Miss Xia, you are still running for election at your level."
"I want you to take care of it, and I've already called to go to your house. Sister Feiyan will also come over to see you after school. I'm asking you to go or not!" Xia Qianhui's eyes widened,
Staring at Zhao Kai, he said angrily.
"Go, go, why don't I go?" Zhao Kai said with a smile.
Ever since she accidentally discovered that Qu Feiyan could play the piano, Xia Qianhui had been running to her home frequently for more than a month. She was an apprentice and a student.
I went to register for the trials.
After school, Xia Qianhui went to prepare herself. Zhao Kai went to inform Cheng Yi first, then went to the school gate to pick up Qu Feiyan, and then the three of them slowly rushed to the art teaching building.
Arriving under the building, Zhao Kai heard the beautiful sound of the piano. This was not the sound of a piano, but the sound of a guqin that was leisurely and unforgettable. Zhao Kai couldn't help but calm down and remembered that day,
Under the bright moon beside the pine spring, Qu Yang and Liu Zhengfeng sang their songs proudly.
After coming back to his senses, Zhao Kai smiled and went upstairs with Qu Feiyan.
"Hey, isn't this Miss Xia? You can also play the piano. You'd better go back and be your daughter. When the time comes, just sit in the audience and be an audience member, haha."
As soon as Zhao Kai and the others walked into the antique piano room, they heard such harsh words.
He raised his head and looked around, and found that there were two tables in the center of the piano room, with a guqin on each. The two girls were sitting there, tense and full of gunpowder. Opposite them sat a white girl.
A gray-haired old man. Listening to the introductions from people around him, Zhao Kai learned that this
An old man named Qian Bing, known as Mr. Qian, is not a teacher in No. 1 Middle School, but a well-known Guqin master in China. Since he is an authentic native of W City, when he got older, he returned to his roots and thought about doing something for his hometown.
.Therefore, he oversees the Guqin project of the No. 1 Middle School Art Festival every year.
The girl who competed with Xia Qianhui was called Jiang Sipei. Because she was born in a scholarly family, and her parents had been officials for generations, she looked down upon the children of wealthy businessmen like Xia Qianhui. The most important thing was that
, Jiang Sipei started practicing Guqin when he was in elementary school. He has been practicing it for nearly ten years now, and he heard that he studied under the masters of the Lingnan School.
Hearing this, Zhao Kaixin couldn't help but shake his head. Isn't this girl looking for abuse? Although Xia Qianhui has been practicing piano since she was a child, it is difficult for her to calm down because of her surname, so she is embarrassed.
Picked it up again and again, and so on, until recently, under the guidance of Qu Feiyan, I started to practice hard. Although it is not good to sharpen your gun in battle, but if you win like this, let those who have been sharpening their guns be
How unworthy of human kindness.
In short, Zhao Kai is very dissatisfied with our Miss Xia Qianhui.
"Let's get started." Qian Lao, who had been closing his eyes to relax, opened his eyes and said slowly.
The piece played in the competition is Yangguan Sandie.
Yangguan Sandie is one of the top ten guqin pieces in China. This piece of music began in the Tang Dynasty and was adapted from the poem "Send Off the Second Envoy of the Yuan Dynasty to Xi'an" by the great poet Wang Wei. It has been widely sung by people for thousands of years.
The whole song is divided into three sections, basically using the same melody with variations and repetitions, and singing it three times, so it is called "Three Pieces". The continuous and repeated narration is sincere, exciting and melancholy, fully expressing the author's feelings for his friend who is about to leave.
That sincere emotion of infinite care and nostalgia.
And this is where the difficulty lies. The emotional intensity of each stack is constantly rising, reaching the peak in the last stack and ending abruptly. Although it is only a test piece for Guqin Level 4, it is not easy to play it well. This is
Qu is very capable of understanding a violinist's ability, so Mr. Qian would choose such a piece of music.
"Dang."
The leisurely sound of the piano sounded, and both Xia Qianhui and Jiang Sipei closed their eyes at the same time, immersed in their own artistic conceptions.
At the same moment, Zhao Kai found that Qu Feiyan beside him also closed his eyes.
Qu Feiyan, who closed his eyes at the same time, already knew the outcome of this piano fight when the sound of the piano just sounded, and couldn't help but sigh.
In the first two stacks, Xia Qianhui could barely keep up with Jiang Sipei, but in the last stack, the gap immediately became apparent. One was higher, the other was lower, and the outcome was determined.
Finished playing the song.
"Just say that you are not good at it, but you want to come here and make a fool of yourself. How can a family like yours that smells like copper play the piano well?" At this time, Jiang Sipei was like a victorious rooster, crowing wildly.
Xia Qianhui lowered her head and remained silent. Her skills were inferior to others, so she had nothing to say.
But just when everyone present thought that the matter was about to come to an end, a voice suddenly sounded.
"How can a philistine woman like you understand the true meaning of Guqin?"
These words were obviously directed at Jiang Sipei, and everyone's eyes were focused on the girl speaking in front of them. She had a petite figure and a baby face, and was very cute, but her expression at this time was a bit cold.
"Who are you? If you want to stand up for Xia Qianhui, just come up and play a song." Jiang Sipei said disdainfully.
"Trying to push your limits, you little businesswoman." Qu Feiyan sneered, walked forward, patted Xia Qianhui on the shoulder, and said softly, "Sister Qianhui, please go down and rest first."
Xia Qianhui nodded and walked in the direction of Zhao Kai and the others. It can be imagined that this failure was a big blow to her.
"What are you talking about?" Qu Feiyan said slowly.
"If I ask a question, you will definitely not be able to play it based on your strength. Let's just play whatever you say." Jiang Sipei said arrogantly.
"Okay, let's take Guangling Powder." Qu Feiyan said calmly.
Guangling San, Guqin Level 10 exam repertoire! Jiang Sipei has just passed Level 7, and she can’t play it at all with her strength. So when Qu Feiyan said the three words Guangling San, Jiang Sipei was angry, thinking that the other party was playing a trick on her.
, because even she, the sweet girl of heaven, cannot play the music, so how could this little girl who appeared out of nowhere be able to play it? This is the thinking of the weak. (To be continued.)
