Chapter 126: The afternoon from the beginning of the antiphon
Duan Ran is here.
Stepping to the cheerful puppy waltz.
With the arrival of the girls, the whole fuge bar became more energetic.
Seeing Duan Ran approaching, Shen Qingci said nothing.
Although Qin Jian didn't understand why Shen Qingci would ask such a question, he didn't make any guesses.
"1900 is here, and so is the ship."
"thank you, I know now."
...
For Qin Jian and her teacher to sit at the same table, this sense of incongruity made the girl feel a little uncomfortable.
And judging from the fact that both of them drank half of their drinks on the table, it seemed that this state had been maintained for a while.
Probably because her teacher was there, the girl could only say hello to Qin Jian briefly.
Then he took off his scarf, took off his coat, and took out a music folder from the cloth bag he carried with him.
At Shen Qingci's signal from the side, he walked towards the piano on the stage.
At this moment, in the hall, the puppy waltz stopped.
The old man in front of the piano stood up with a smile and made a few simple gestures with the girl.
Then the girl spread out the sheet music.
Looking at the music score, I started playing.
An orderly melody flows out neatly.
"No, No."
Suddenly, after a small trill, the old man interrupted the girl.
The old man leaned directly over the keyboard and played the girl's interrupted section again.
In the vibrato part, the sense of separation of vibrato is specially emphasized.
Qin Jian probably understood the reason. The stress in Duan Ran's vibrato was not clear.
After the old man finished demonstrating, he opened his eyes wide, pursed his lips, and nodded exaggeratedly.
Then he pointed his wrist at the keyboard.
"Go"
The girl nodded and started playing from the beginning again.
"yes"
"dadada——da————dadada——"
As the old man spoke with great passion, the notes under the girl's fingers became increasingly clear.
‘Mozart, k545, first movement
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Qin Jian didn't understand again.
It’s time for the finals soon. Why is Duan Ran, who is obviously in class at this moment, still playing Mozart’s sonata?
However, I wanted to be able to continue chatting about piano with Shen Qingci while taking Duan Ran’s master class.
This feeling is still very good.
From time to time, I see Duan Ran's embarrassment after being stopped by the old man next to him because of his unreasonable performance.
Qin Jian discovered that this girl also had a cute side.
"Um--"
.....
Time passed quickly, and at the urging of He Jing's second phone call, Qin Jian said goodbye to Shen Qingci and left Fuge Bar.
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Noon the next day.
Qin Jian got up, finished his meal, and left the hotel.
Continue to the coffee shop from yesterday.
While digesting the issues discussed with Shen Qingci last night, he took out the score and continued reading the eleventh variation from yesterday.
The answer Shen Qingci gave was "listen", even though Qin Jian had no experience of playing with a symphony orchestra.
But I still got some insights from the other person’s subsequent description.
Listen to the sound of each part and the sound of each group of different instruments combined together.
Listen as if you were outside of the performance.
To discover the strength within the weakness, to discover the weakness within the strength.
Understand strength and weakness as a relative concept.
Starting from the music itself, when the piano needs to become the protagonist, it must boldly stand up and lead the orchestra forward, even if its score is marked as p.
"P is just a feeling that piano players need to play. Isn't it possible to play f in p? Is volume really the only criterion for determining the strength of music?"
“Is volume really the only criterion for determining the strength of music?”
Shen Qingci's last words seemed to wake up Qin Jian in a subtle way.
This sentiment can be deeply analyzed even from a pure piano solo.
In a multi-part orchestra, this concept can better bring out the characteristics and functions of each instrument in different ranges.
The bass instruments are deep, the tenor instruments are thick, the alto instruments are soft, and the treble instruments are bright.
in short.
A qualified lead player needs to be familiar with the music score of each part. Shen Qingci gave Qin Jian great recognition for this.
Secondly, you need to be familiar with the characteristics of each instrument and the role they play in the band
Finally, in the process of actually participating in the concerto, use your ears to feel it and adjust your playing status at any time.
Although he vaguely feels the tip of the iceberg, for Qin Jian, this is still a long, long road.
...
It's a new morning again.
11:30.
Qin Jian came to the coffee shop for the third time, sat down at his old seat and began the final finishing work of reading music.
After a while, the boss brought over a glass of iced Americano.
A piece of bread was also given as a gift.
"Thanks!"
"I read books for so long every day and still lie down so low that my eyes are no longer open." This comes from the boss who is enthusiastic and nagging.
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Under yesterday's intensive reading and memory, Qin Jian only had two variations left to complete today.
‘Variation 23, original tempo, theme played by piano, orchestra takes over, played by piano cadenza’
‘Variation 24, more lively and gorgeous, reaches its peak, the band plays the Doomsday Book, and the piano plays the theme until the end’
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An hour later, Qin Jian put together the thick score.
call.
Qin Jian sighed deeply.
Three days, nearly twenty kinds of musical instruments, and a total of twenty-six parts.
at this moment.
Finally it's all done.
Even with the existence of memory pills, Qin Jian felt that his body could not bear it anymore.
It has reached the point where everything looks like a clef and everything looks like a tadpole.
Fortunately, this 'feat' was finally completed before rehearsal.
Even if he can't play in person, he can better listen to the orchestra's performance.
"I hope this will be of sufficient help for the game the day after tomorrow."
He stuffed a few bites of the buns given by the boss into his mouth and drank the remaining half cup of coffee in one gulp.
Qin Jian packed up the music scores and left the cafe under the boss's approving gaze.
"Come again."
"thank you."
Catching up with the rare sunshine in winter, the boy kept looking at the time on his phone and walked towards the National Grand Theater.
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14:30.
National Theatre.
Inside the opera hall.
The sounds of various musical instruments echoed each other, making it very lively for a while.
There were not many people in the large circle of auditoriums, except for the venue stewards and a few staff responsible for providing off-site assistance.
Only little Linzel and a middle-aged man holding a baton were left in the middle of the first row.
At this time, on the stage, all the musicians in casual clothes from the Yanjing Philharmonic Orchestra were already in place, holding their respective instruments.
"Let's talk to each other."
As a strong voice sounded from the audience.
The whole orchestra fell silent for a moment.
“Very good orchestra skills.”
Little Linzel smiled and gave a thumbs up to the middle-aged man aside.
then.
Located in the middle of the entire orchestra, at the position of the woodwind section.
A young woman with an oboe stood up.
Put the mouthpiece into your mouth.
The next second.
A standard a1 sound appeared in the sky above the entire hall.
Qin Jian appeared outside the gate of the last row of the auditorium panting.
Just in time for this scene.
Looking at the stage under the golden lights, the neat orchestra, and the grand black piano next to the conductor's podium.