The same picture appeared again, but the color was brighter.
The panel once again turned into a large, simple bookshelf. A burst of black light flashed, and the pages of a book with purple light flew out from the bookshelf, and then turned into fragments.
The black-covered book in the inventory has disappeared.
"Ding, get a new skill [Singing Power]"
Singing intensity?
Qin Jian quickly opened the skill list.
Under the guidance of concentration, a new icon appeared on the facet, a small scale with a throat and a hand at both ends.
[Singing pronunciation]: When the contractor plays the piano, the singing voice of the playing melody can be enhanced to a certain extent.
A simple introduction to skills.
Qin Jian tasted it carefully.
He found that there were no changes in his body, and there were no more singing-related contents in his mind.
But Qin Jian knows how to play singing.
Usually melodic piano works give people a more human feeling.
Because it is a pure performance form of melody and accompaniment, except that there are no lyrics, the rest of the performance is almost the same as the song.
So Qin Jian was a little confused.
The components of piano melody are basically composed of paragraphs and sentences, and how to process these sentences and paragraphs to make them singable should be done with both hands.
"During the performance, can the singing quality of the melody be enhanced to a certain extent?"
"Direct bonus?"
And for music with clear motives, this skill seems a bit useless.
As another key presence among musical elements, ‘motif’ is composed of short sentences or words.
Motivation-type works are not so singing, and are more heavily instrumental.
But generally speaking, this skill should be considered a good skill for playing works by composers known for their long melodies, such as Chopin, Mozart and Schubert.
“We still have to explore it in practice to know the details.”
"Breathing----"
Feeling sleepy, Qin Jian breathed a sigh of relief.
Exited the skill page and took another look at the inventory.
The increasingly intense feeling of drowsiness gave him away from the idea of continuing his research.
"sleep."
...
Less than thirty seconds later, the sound of uneven breathing sounded in the living room.
"call----"
"call-"
"call------"
"call---"
Young people are still growing, so it is right to go to bed early.
And it doesn't hurt to snore occasionally.
"call------"
.......
Early the next morning.
The two siblings ran directly to the long-distance bus station after lunch.
"Qin Jian, listen to your sister and prepare well for the art exam. Your mother and I won't talk about anything else. Just keep that bank card."
"Jingjing, if this kid is dishonest, just call me."
In the waiting hall of the bus station, Qin Gang gave instructions again.
After watching the two siblings get into the car, Qin Gang and his wife also left.
.......
14:32.
Qin Jian and He Jing returned to Boer Art School.
As soon as I walked into the campus, I felt a familiar smell.
The intertwining sounds of various musical instruments came from the direction of the piano room building.
But it doesn't sound dense.
"Sister, there aren't many people practicing piano?"
Qin Jian was slightly confused.
At this time in my memory, when the art exam was less than ten days away, the campus was filled with the sound of piano practice from morning to night.
"Many students have already left school early."
Walking to the door of the piano room, He Jing smiled and said: "Go ahead, I'll give you three days to sort out the repertoire for your art exam. I'll check it later."
"I listen to Teacher He."
.......
Piano room administrator's office.
Old Ding is sitting in the rocking chair listening to the radio.
Suddenly there was a familiar call.
"Uncle Ding!"
When Lao Ding heard the sound, he sat up and took a closer look, "Oh, your boy is really back. What a big deal, Qin Jian. He has brought glory to our Quan Province, hahaha."
"You're laughing." Qin Jian hurriedly shouted, and even Uncle Ding knew this.
"But don't be proud, keep working hard." Lao Ding deliberately made his face serious and said.
"That's what you said."
"Which piano room will you open today?"
"No sir, I'll go up and find Zhao Yu."
"Zhao Yu, let me take a look."
moment.
"304, go ahead."
"Thank you, uncle."
Just as Qin Jian turned around and was about to walk up, Lao Ding's voice came from behind again.
"You two, don't hide in the piano room and secretly smoke, do you hear me?"
"Quit!" Qin Jian said and disappeared at the top of the stairs.
.......
In the empty corridor on the third floor, there was a bright flute sound.
"Fatty, this troublesome Xi Lianqin still doesn't like to close the door."
"But now it sounds and the timbre is indeed different from before."
Qin Jian stayed at the door of piano room 304 for about 10 minutes.
He waited until the sound of the flute in the room had subsided before pushing the door open and entering.
"Ouch!"
"Qin Jian, you scared me to death!"
The fat man was facing the wall and was intoxicated. When he turned around, a tall black figure frightened him so much that he almost lost his grip on the flute.
Qin Jian entered the room and closed the door tightly, then clapped his hands a few times and said, "You played well."
When the fat man heard this, his face that had been filled with resentment just now blossomed like a daisy, "Really!?"
Qin Jian nodded, "Except for the cadenza in the introduction that has no sense of design, the Allegro's breath is unstable, and the Adagio has no emotion -"
"My fingers are not smooth either."
Fatty:..........
"but."
"You've really made progress."
"Don't fool me, I almost cried after what you said just now."
"Don't cry in a hurry. Where is the piano score I asked you to print?"
"Here," the fat man said, taking out a new music folder from his bag.
Qin Jian took it and opened it.
"Graaisie sur Mignon"
"Mignon Fantasia", piano accompaniment score.
On the score, the piano accompaniment mainly consists of a large number of column chords in the left hand and vibrato in the right hand.
Judging from the notes and rhythm, although it is not very difficult, the tempo of this piece is not slow either.
Coupled with some decorative sounds and strong and weak processing, it is indeed not easy to directly sight-read.
Give it a try.
"Come, get ready."
Qin Jian said as he set up the music stand, took out his mobile phone and turned on the recording, then put the mobile phone on the piano.
"Brother Jian, it's my first time to join a steel partner, can we slow down first?"
The fat man beside him also became serious and came to the side of the piano, but he was not ready to hold the flute yet.
"OK."
After receiving Qin Jian's affirmative reply, the fat man licked his lips and placed the flute to his mouth.
Then the two looked at each other and nodded to each other.
Qin Jian turned his head and stared at the first line of the music score in front of him, concentrating all his attention.
"p "weak"——f "strong""
"Crescendo."
Remind yourself again to recite the Tao silently in your mind.
"Focus on guidance."
The next second.
Qin Jian's right hand rose and fell smoothly, and his index and middle fingers began to beat at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye.
Gradually the beating amplitude becomes larger and larger.