Qin Jian sighed softly, rubbed his hands together, and the panel appeared.
Open Chopin's hand position formula.
After a while.
A series of 'clumsy'-sounding scales slowly emerged.
...
Unknowingly, the sky outside the window had darkened.
Compared to the highlight moments on stage, the practice time off stage can be said to be quite boring.
One minute on stage, ten years off stage?
This statement should be questioned. Ten years of hard work may not be enough.
But this is the only way for every art learner.
The time for the art exam is getting closer and closer.
At this moment, every art candidate across the country is working hard for the final sprint.
Of course, their teacher didn't have a moment of leisure either.
...
After the last professional class, He Jing felt a little tired.
At this moment, she just wanted to go back to the office and drink some water.
But the moment she returned to the office and opened the door.
A strange woman is sitting across from her desk.
"Hello, Teacher He Jing."
The strange woman stood up and extended her hand to He Jing enthusiastically.
"I am a reporter from our Nanshi TV station. My name is Liu Lu. Director Lu arranged for me to wait for you here."
He Jing had some differences, but still politely replied, "Hello, Reporter Liu, do you have anything to do with me?"
With that said, he came to the water dispenser and poured a glass of water for the female reporter.
"Thank you," the female reporter said with a smile, "Teacher He, our TV station is currently doing an education interview column. I would like to interview you and your students about the Huayun Competition that just concluded recently."
The female reporter paused and asked, "Is it convenient for you to watch?" Her face was full of expectation.
Just the next second.
He Jing hardly thought much.
"Feel sorry."
...
...
20:30.
The camera returns to the 304 piano room again.
In front of the piano, Qin Jian raised his left thumb and right little finger at the same time.
As the sound of the piano disappears, the panel in front of you
【Leato】:45%
【staccato】:39.4%
As he became more proficient in playing, Qin Jian also had some new experiences in practicing Chopin's hand positions.
The key to legato is indeed to relax the body, and the height of each finger before pressing must be clear in your mind.
The key to maintaining a good sense of flow between two notes is the tiny breath between the end of one note and the beginning of the other.
But at this moment that is almost ignored by everyone, all it takes is a slight adjustment to the height of raising and lowering your fingers.
The sound will change.
Qin Jian was not sure at first, and compared to a long piece of music, the difference between two sounds was indeed abstract and difficult to express.
But after he used this method, the crazy increase in proficiency on the panel seemed to tell him that this was correct.
"According to this progress, we will be able to start the next page of content soon."
Qin Jian can't wait for the next stage of practice.
After closing the panel, the sound of the flute behind me gradually stopped.
Qin Jian turned around and asked, "Can we continue?"
"Come!"
Fatty's unprecedented confidence became stronger this time.
.......
Qin Jian smiled, stopped talking, turned around, turned on focus guidance and started directly.
The vibrato from weak to strong sounded again.
....
Fatty was obviously much more confident this time, the next second after Qin Jian gave his motivation for music advancement.
Perfectly blended into the music.
With Qin Jian's suggestion, he seemed to find a sense of letting go.
The limbs were no longer restrained, and with the ups and downs of the flute, the body began to sway involuntarily.
After solving the problem of dissatisfaction with the note timing, although the flute timbre did not change fundamentally, the music did become much richer.
Vaguely, there are some layers of layers that have never appeared before in the melody.
Seeing this, Qin Jian adjusted the intensity of his men to the music.
The music moves forward steadily.
In the small piano room.
The melody of the flute is bright and the accompaniment of the piano is deep.
The unique romance of French music, under the blending dialogue of piano and flute, the colors, light and shadow become more and more confusing.
.......
Slowly, it ended with the last chord of Qin Jian's left hand.
The music gradually stopped, and the piano room became quiet again.
The fat man put down the flute. He didn't know what to expect this time, but he was very excited. He was waiting for Qin Jian to speak.
"Not bad, it's starting to get interesting." A faint voice came from in front of the piano.
“yeah!!!!”
The fat man quickly put down the flute, "Quick! Quick! Brother Jian, play the recording quickly!! I want to listen."
Qin Jian picked up his phone and waved it at the fat man, "I'm not recording this time."
"Ah!!! Qin Jian!!!".
The fat man instantly felt that he had lost something to show off.
Qin Jian consoled him, "Okay, okay, once the entire work is finished, I will record a complete version."
"Fat man, let's stop here today. We will continue tomorrow afternoon. In the evening, you can go back to the dormitory and do your homework carefully. Try to sort out all the problems in the next two days."
"Okay! I'll go back now." Fatty said and started to pack the instruments. "Brother Jian, aren't you going back to the dormitory?"
Qin Jian thought for a while and said, "Just leave me alone. Let's meet here at 14:30 tomorrow afternoon."
"Humph, you have secrets behind my back again."
"Get lost."
With a bang, the door was closed, and Qin Jian was left alone in the piano room again.
I looked at my phone.
"21:03."
Qin Jian stood up and came to the window, moving his aching arms.
"At this rate, Fatty should have no problem getting into a first-class school with this piece of music."
This way the problem of fat people is solved.
But what about yourself?
What to play in the art test?
Qin Jian suddenly realized that this was really a problem
The sonatas include the Pathétique Major and F minor, both of which are ready-made.
Of course, musical scales are also a no-brainer.
Now there is a lack of etudes.
"Black Keys? Revolution? Torrent?"
Qin Jian went through it in his mind. In the repertoire list in his memory, there were still quite a few etudes that could be used for the preliminary test, but they just needed to be practiced again.
"Or choose a new one?"
Qin Jian was surprised by his sudden idea, and the corners of his mouth could not help but raise.
"I have to practice anyway. Although the time is a bit tight, it seems like a challenge."
"Besides, I originally planned to play Chopin etudes from beginning to end after the competition."
As if confirming his idea, Qin Jian no longer hesitated.
He turned around and took out the collection of Chopin etudes brought back by Yan Jing from his bag.
He turned it over casually, muttering to himself.
"escape..."
"parting..."
"The sea..."
"Butterfly..."
"Three degrees..."
Sudden.
Qin Jian stopped.
His eyes fell on the complex and dense notes in front of him.
Duan Ran's bleak and solemn gorgeous melody suddenly appeared in his mind.
"This seems good."
Sonata Collection.
The title of [op25.no11] seems to have some kind of magic power that arouses Qin Jian’s inner strong desire to conquer.