In the last time before returning to Yangcheng for the New Year.
Qin Jian’s crazy 12-hour piano practice life every day started again.
Four days down the line.
Qin Jian's K279 Sonata has been basically played. As the first link in Mozart's last wish, this sonata of less than fifteen minutes is not only related to the unlocking of the next chapter, but also can be used as the preliminary round of the Mozart group.
repertoire.
So no matter what, this is the first work he needs to complete.
In addition to this piece, Qin Jian will also spend an hour practicing Dongfeng etude after practicing basic skills every morning.
As his Chopin hand position became more and more perfect, and his proficiency in various playing methods steadily increased, Dongfeng's various finger techniques were also better perfected.
In the evening, there is a special performance of Beethoven's sonatas.
Through the experience of the Huayun Competition, Qin Jian already has his own experience in how to play full-length sonatas on stage.
After repeatedly watching his own game videos, he will pay more attention to the transmission of small emotions and the overall promotion of coherent emotions during practice.
We strive to deepen the musical style of the classical period under our guidance as much as possible under the premise of proficiency.
Apart from practicing, sleeping and eating, Qin Jian spent the rest of his time listening to the performances of various styles of piano masters, from which he crazily absorbed the nutrients he needed.
Of course, that's not entirely the case.
Before going to bed every day, he would still find someone to chat with and watch videos.
This is really effective for relieving the fatigue of the day.
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Bright-eyed morning.
Accompanied by the crackling sound of firecrackers coming from the window, Qin Jian played the last note of the third movement of K279.
"Finish."
Qin Jian gently closed the piano lid, stood up and stretched.
Simply tidied up the messy house.
I pasted the Spring Festival couplets I bought some time ago on the small door of 206.
Looking at the word "福" upside down on the door, Qin Jian nodded with satisfaction.
Then he picked up his luggage and left.
At this moment, walking through the noisy corridor, a voice came from a door that was ajar, "It's time to start the dumplings!"
Qin Jian quickened his pace.
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As the most solemn traditional festival of the Chinese nation, the Spring Festival is the eternal spiritual pillar of every Chinese.
New Year's Eve is the last day of the year.
At the end of the month and age, there is no more ceremonial way to say "go home" than here.
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Lunar New Year's eve.
The most crowded day of the year at Yangcheng Bus Station.
When Qin Jian was a child, he looked forward to the New Year every day, but now he doesn't have a headache about the New Year.
But carrying large and small bags and squeezing out of a crowded bus station is indeed a physical job.
17:50.
"Master, Hongtai Community."
After getting into the taxi out of breath, Qin Jian felt a sense of relief.
"You're going home to celebrate the New Year," the driver grinned at the rearview mirror and stepped on the accelerator, "Fasten your seat belt, we will be strictly inspected during the New Year."
The car started to move slowly.
"Yes, let's go home to celebrate the New Year." Qin Jian adjusted his sitting position, put on his seat belt, and said casually, "It's the New Year, are you still getting out of the car?"
"Me?" The driver mastered the steering wheel skillfully, "Hey, there is no one at home. My wife is gone and my son is busy with work. He said he won't be able to come back this year. I am idle at home and it happens to be Chinese New Year.
It’s not long since I got in the car, so I just came out for a run.”
Qin Jian sighed.
The driver's hearty voice sounded again, "It's okay, young man, please be busy."
"That's what you said."
Along the way, as the scenes passed by outside the window, the old and the young kept talking to each other.
Not long after, the car stopped at the gate of the community.
Qin Jian got out of the car with his luggage.
The driver stuck his head out and said, "Happy New Year, young man!"
After that, the car started again.
Qin Jian waved his hand towards the approaching taxi.
"you too."
"Happy New Year."
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"Hurry up, change your clothes."
“The dumplings will be ready soon.”
As soon as he entered the house, Qin Jian was urged to change clothes by Fang Xuehua before he could put down his things.
"Okay, I'll change, I'll change."
Qin Jian came to the bedroom with the new clothes in his hand, and when he came out again, a sumptuous dinner was already placed on the dining table.
He Jing walked out of the kitchen carrying two plates of hot dumplings.
"Let's eat."
There was constant sound of firecrackers outside the window, and the news network was playing on the TV in the living room.
The family of four sat around the dining table again.
Qin Jian gathered the wine glasses in his hands.
"Dad, Mom, Sister, Happy New Year!!"
"Quiet, Happy New Year!!"
"Teacher Qin, Happy New Year Aunt Fang!"
"Happy New Year, wait, where is my wine glass?"
There is a touch of happiness and a touch of warmth in the laughter while gathering together.
After meal.
The family moved to the sofa and started watching the Spring Festival Gala together.
"This show is really getting worse every year."
"They are all old faces, not interesting."
When there was a piano solo program, the whole family cheered up.
He is a famous pianist in my country and is playing the Yellow River Suite.
"Qin Jian, when can you show us on this stage?" Fang Xuehua joked, "Can you do it next year?"
Qin Jian pretended to be serious.
"Okay, next year."
Time passed quickly amid laughter and laughter.
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After watching the New Year's Eve, Qin Gang and his wife went back to the bedroom to rest.
There were only two siblings left in the living room.
"How are the preparations going?"
"It's okay, but time is a little tight."
"Did you get your passport?"
"If you do it, you can come down after the New Year."
"Senior sister called me yesterday. I hope you can return to Yanjing as soon as possible." He Jing picked up the wine glass, took a sip and said with a smile, "When do you plan to leave?"
"The fifth day of the lunar month."
Qin Jian said as he also picked up his own wine and drank with He Jing.
After a while, both siblings were a little tipsy.
"Sister, what are your plans after the new year? School will only start in May."
"I resigned."
Qin Jian's eyes were stunned, and then he nodded slowly, "It's good to quit, I don't want you to work there anymore.
After a pause, ""Sister, what are your plans?"
He Jing's pear nest once again appeared on her slightly red face, and the words Zhou Rong said to her in the hotel before the Huayun game came to mind again.
After a moment, he sighed and said with a smile: "I don't know either. Let's wait until you finish the college entrance examination to discuss this question."
"Then you go to Japan with me."
"I won't accompany you this time. With senior sister leading the team, I don't have to go."
"I want to use this time to practice piano."
He Jing smiled and said, "I plan to start practicing Pu 2 in a while."
"Prokofiev's Second Piano Concerto?" Qin Jian asked in surprise. As one of the three great piano concertos, he knew how terrifying this piece of music was.