Chapter 141: The Golden Legend of the Record Counting
'A total of one hundred players selected from various music associations across the country participated in this competition. Sixty well-known pianists at home and abroad, represented by Mr. Wu Qing, the chairman of the current jury, served as judges.
....All this has established that this event is a wonderful and far-reaching national event.' - Beijing News
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'The finals of the 6th Huayun Youth Music Skills Competition came to a successful conclusion yesterday at the Chime Bell Concert Hall of the National Center for the Performing Arts. After a four-hour peak showdown, Qin Jian, a contestant recommended by the Quan Provincial Musicians Association, won the piano in the event.
Group Gold Award...' - People's Daily.
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'...After eleven days and four rounds of fierce competition, the 6th Huayun Youth Music Skills Competition came to a successful conclusion. The award ceremony and winner's concert will be held at 19:30 tonight at the Chime Bell Concert Hall of the National Center for the Performing Arts.
'——China Music News
After reading the last piece of news, Qin Gang put down his phone and looked out the window.
Wherever the speeding train passes, everything is completely white.
"Qin Gang, Jingjing sent a message, saying that he has booked a ticket for tomorrow at noon. How about we wait for them to go home together." Fang Xuehua said at the side.
"Okay, the two children are busy with other things today, so let's not cause trouble and go home quickly to get ready."
"That's true." Fang Xuehua sighed lightly, and then said, "It feels like my son has become far away from us all of a sudden."
"Qin Jian will be eighteen soon." Qin Gang turned his head, paused, and said, "Xuehua, I'm thinking that before the New Year is over, I'll sell the commercial house behind the community."
"What do you mean?" Fang Xuehua asked doubtfully, "Aren't we planning to leave that house to our son in the future?"
Qin Gang patted his wife's hand and said seriously, "Listen to me, judging from the current situation, there is no point in keeping this house. Let's sell the house and keep the money in hand, just in case he waits for us."
If you have any other plans after the college entrance examination, we won’t panic then, what do you think?”
"Okay, I'll listen to you."
As the couple talked, the train had already left Yanjing.
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At this moment, Qin Jian slowly opened his eyes.
The clock on the wall has reached 15:37.
Qin Jian turned his head, and there was no figure of He Jing in the room.
He propped up his body with both hands, and suddenly a soreness came from his limbs.
Qin Jian sat on the head of the bed and exhaled softly.
I looked around the dark and empty room and turned on the bed lamp.
Outside the window, white snow is still falling.
For a moment, he felt empty in his heart.
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‘The second place winner, Fang Zongyao, scored 90.14 in the end’
‘The first place winner, Qin Jian, scored 90.16 in the end’
The host made his final announcement, and the audience cheered and screamed wildly.
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'Huh - congratulations, Qin Jian, I'm really happy for you.'
There was a carnival outside the lounge, and inside, Duan Ran's voice was slightly trembling.
.......
‘Brother, come on’
‘I’m waiting for you offstage’
Before the finals, He Jing looked forward to it.
...
Each scene happened just yesterday, so close.
And so far.
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Qin Jian didn't know how he should look at this 90.16 points.
"Is it something to be thankful for?"
This is a question that belongs to Qin Jian’s self-proposition.
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After a long time.
Qin Jian raised his left hand and smiled lightly.
Under the warm yellow light, the naked tattoo is no longer covered at all.
The numbers next to the black piano seem to confirm this journey.
"to be honest."
"That's a really nice tattoo, Chris."
"Thank you."
Qin Jian muttered to himself.
"But I believe there will be a day when I can have a championship of my own."
"What do you think?"
"Chris."
"I like playing the piano."
"Always."
The snow outside the window is getting heavier and heavier.
moment.
Qin Jian climbed up from the bed, stood on the ground and stretched, then rushed into the bathroom.
A few seconds later.
The sparse sound of the shower sounded.
The cold water washed away the boy's short mental period.
....
After wiping his hair and coming out of the bathroom, Qin Jian sat back on the bed.
He took out his cell phone from under the pillow.
A row of unread messages.
I opened it and glanced at it, basically all of them were congratulations.
After replying one by one, Qin Jian threw the phone aside.
Then he brushed his right hand over the tattoo on his left hand, and the panel jumped out.
"Count the scores."
Open the inventory, and next to Mozart's last wish, two brand-new items are lying there quietly.
Qin Jian's heart tightened.
On the left is a familiar black-bound book.
[Random Skill Book]
[Item introduction]: An unnamed book, which can randomly obtain a permanent skill after use.
Even the item description has not changed.
The only difference is probably that the pages of the book are now emitting a faint purple light.
"This is obtained between the 19th variation and the 20th variation."
Qin Jian remembered.
But he was in no hurry to use it.
He took a deep breath and moved his gaze to the faint golden luster next to the skill book.
It is still a book-style item.
[Chopin’s hand position formula]
[Item Introduction]: Liszt once made an interesting metaphor, have you seen those trees? The wind plays among the leaves, life unfolds and grows under the leaves, but the tree is still the same tree - that is Chopin
Regarding the rubato "free speed" played by Chopin, it has been a controversial issue in the international piano academic community for nearly 170 years.
In fact it is so.
When talking about Chopin's works, free speed is often a topic that cannot be avoided.
Qin Jian quickly opened the book, and a burst of golden light flashed through.
Swish.
The pages of the book were spread out, and the first thing that came into view was a picture and a few lines of words.
In the picture, a pair of hands are placed on a piano in a special posture.
"This...this kind of hand shape."
Without enough time to take a closer look, Qin Jian's eyes passed over a string of words and then jumped to the bottom.
[Movement arc of ten fingers]
Legato:0%
Staccato: 0%”
"Are you trying to imitate this hand shape for practice?"
Qin Jian couldn't wait to continue flipping back, but found that the page remained unchanged.
Then there was a ding.
‘After testing, the contractor’s legato completion level has not reached 60% and cannot continue reading’
I see.
If you want to check the subsequent content, you must complete the current training content.
Qin Jian's heart gradually became hot.
There is no doubt that I need such training now.
And for the time being, there is no need to consume worship points.
"This golden legend is indeed different."
at this time.
A "beep" sound came from the door.
Qin Jian pricked his ears and quickly closed the panel.
He crawled back into bed, only his head peeked out.
The next moment, He Jing walked in carrying a bag, with a few snowflakes hanging on the tips of her hair.
Seeing Qin Jian still huddled in bed, he pretended to be unhappy and said: "What time is it? If you haven't gotten up yet, get up quickly. The closing ceremony will start at 7 o'clock."
He Jing said, opening the bag in her hand, taking out two portions of food and placing them on the table.
"You're not allowed to stay up all night playing games anymore, do you hear me?"