Chapter 138: Play it! Rhapsody on a Theme of Paganini
Seeing Qin Jian raise his hand, Liao Linjun's expression changed and he immediately picked up his harp and bow.
Immediately afterwards, the string section made a collective sound and raised their bows.
All members of the orchestra entered a state of preparation in an instant.
As Qin Jian raised his right hand again.
Liao Linjun suddenly raised his head, his body swayed, and his left hand holding the bow was like a baton.
The moment the bow falls.
The whole band was on edge.
A burst of metaphorical string music, carrying a song-like appeal.
Qin Jian's body trembled when he heard the sound.
The whole person seemed to have entered a certain space for an instant.
Subconsciously, he quickly opened his hands.
A pair of giant hands seemed to cover the entire keyboard.
In the third measure of the music, the ferocity falls.
A set of buzzing sounds like ancient bells suddenly exploded in the center of the stage.
"Buzz————"
After a long blast, the violin and oboe introduced the song.
"when----"
Qin Jian looked solemn, shook his head, and with flying broken hair, he lowered his hands to the keyboard.
The Steinway under his hand seemed to be unable to withstand the powerful blow, and the entire body of the instrument began to tremble.
The castanets turned all the fear into tremors that spread throughout the audience.
Just two chords.
No one in the judges' box was leaning back on their chairs anymore.
Each of the judges straightened up and stared intently at the stage.
Playing the Rhapsody on a Theme of Paganini without a conductor is already a terrible thing.
But they seemed to be witnessing something more terrifying happening at this moment.
The young man in front of the piano seemed to be filled with a soul-stirring magic sound as he waved his hand.
After Qin Jian stopped, the band began to introduce.
Under the interweaving of orchestral music, harp and timpani alternate musical motives, while bass and snare drum lead the entire orchestra.
Waiting for the piano to play again.
At this moment, Liao Linjun moved, elegantly raising his arms, and Paganini's most famous melody played on the golden stage.
The scene quickly cuts to the piano.
Qin Jian was seen stretching out the middle finger of his left hand and the index finger of his right hand.
He playfully jumped with one finger on the keys, and every note was emblazoned with the band extremely accurately.
The next second.
The string section collectively called it a day.
Qin Jian curled his lips and stretched out his hands instantly.
The ten fingers began to move with extremely complicated fingering techniques.
Replicating the melody theme of the first violin part, it is like doing mystical yoga on the fingertips in a black and white space full of mystery.
Frivolous and gorgeous.
A dense melody ended instantly, and Qin Jian freed up his left hand to wave to the wind section.
The principal flute and principal oboe quickly joined the performance in time with the rhythm.
Counterpoint.
The style of music has changed again.
Qin Jian raised his hand and pointed down again.
Next variation.
There is no gap, the ferocity reappears.
...
Backstage, Xia Dong looked at the screen and listened to the perfectly coherent sound structure in his ears.
He sighed softly.
Then his expression relaxed.
"It's a pity that this guy doesn't take command properly."
...
During the judges' table, little Linzel looked towards the stage with more and more curiosity.
Having conducted thousands of performances, he has begun to think about a problem.
"If I were standing in front of the piano with a conductor's baton at this moment, would the music be better than it is now?"
But after two perfect conversations between the piano and the English pipe, his mind changed again.
"It seems that I am already looking forward to cooperating with this young man."
On the other side, Mirnyha Putlenev, a piano professor from the Rachmaninov Conservatory of Music in Country E, is one of the scoring judges and is a die-hard supporter of the orthodox piano school in Country E.
But at this moment, I am in front of Rachmaninoff, who is so unique, full of romance and weirdness.
His left hand started to move in the air uncontrollably and instinctively along with the music.
"The treatment of those who violate the rules is the most direct expression of talent. We must bring this child back to Country E."
Putlenev's inner thoughts.
.......
One after another full of magical changes.
The young man in front of the piano waved his hands and galloped selflessly on the keys.
The auditorium was depressing. After the theme of the Doomsday Book reappeared, the melancholy and sad side of the music teased the sensitive nerves behind every pair of ears.
On the hazy stage, every phrase and every breath woven by the young man's hands is endowed with a unique and pure poetic flavor.
The glossy piano, the black and white keys, and the boy's angular profile were dripping with beads of sweat.
The beautiful pictures seem to be painted stroke by stroke under the brush of the soul.
...
Music carries narrative.
Variations in octaves, jumping arpeggios, powerful chords, complex intervals, and continuous chromatic scales organically combine various violin super skills.
Qin Jian's hands shuttled between the fierce and weak masters Paganini and Rachmaninov...
Backstage.
Fang Zongyao's eyes were calm, focusing on the pair of hands on the screen that were almost invisible.
Qi Feng had already left the stadium and was watching the live broadcast on the way to the airport.
However, at this moment, there was no longer any barrage in the live broadcast room.
Zhao Yinuo and Feng Ziyan had returned to the auditorium, sitting side by side and watching the stage.
The former's eyes are still full of confusion, and the latter's eyes are still full of expectation.
At this moment, Duan Ran was the only one looking away from the stage.
With the music in her ears, her eyes kept scanning the music score in front of her and the handwriting marked on the side.
Suddenly, the music gradually slowed down.
A warm and soft string sound sounded.
Then, a piano solo appeared leisurely, soothing and full of warmth, like a gentle wind blowing gently over the lover's earlobes.
It is like a moment when one's soul is trapped in a web woven with infinite threads of tenderness.
Feeling the romantic melody, the girl turned to the next page.
‘Variation 18’
'Andante Cantabile'
The small words on the side read, 'Looking for Aisi, an eternal chapter.'
"Looking for Aisi, an eternal chapter?"
The girl murmured and slowly raised her head.
...
on the stage.
Qin Jian's expression seemed to be changing every second, and he seemed to be searching under his fingers.
Days of Wrath allowed him to have peak performance skills in a short period of time, but the musical picture was filled by him personally from beginning to end.
Seventeen variations recall seventeen stories.
Qin Jian was glad that while he had done enough homework, he also felt the charm of Rachmaninoff most directly during the real performance.
About the eighteenth variation.
Late one night, Qin Jian took the music score and performed this resentful, sad and lingering melody over and over again in the fuge bar.
But I still can't find that soul-stirring feeling.
After consulting countless information, Qin Jian found this theme music in a movie.
"Go Back Seventy Years in Time".
A man named Richard, because of a chance encounter and a photo taken six months later, overcame all difficulties and went back in time seventy years ago to find a woman and fulfill a vow of love.
However, due to an unintentional oversight, Richard was forced to return to the era that truly belonged to him.
At the end of the movie, the heroine Ais was crying sadly.
Qin Jian picked up the pen and gently wrote on the music score beside the title of the eighteenth variation.
‘Searching for Aisi, an Eternal Chapter’
Just like this moment, Qin Jian's hands were trembling as he drew notes one by one.
It's like writing a perfect chapter for this story.
The strings were getting louder and louder, and Qin Jian seemed to have exhausted all his strength.
Group after group of strong chords, with no regrets.
Even in this way, the music that is gradually passing away cannot be retained.
At this moment, the poignant music earned the tears of one audience after another without hesitation.
The story belonging to the eighteenth movement finally came to an end under the hands of the young man who were getting older.
In the rest room belonging to Qin Jian.
A drop of a girl's tear falls on a chapter that will never be forgotten.
.......
However, the music does not end there.
Qin Jian took a deep breath and shook off the mixed liquid from his chin.
Call up the panel.
His eyes flashed across the adoration value.
6673 points.
"It seems like it's almost time."
Under the funny pizzicato sound of the cello, the 19th variation begins.
A short break for the piano part.
Qin Jian's eyes were locked tightly on [Chris' Crazy Potion].