Hurrying to catch the train bound for Yanjing, Qin Jian's busy journey in 2014 began again.
This time.
It may take longer.
...
19:27.
Yanjing West Railway Station.
As soon as Qin Jian left the train station, he said peace to He Jing, then took a taxi and set off at the address provided by Liao Linjun.
Huayang Road North Street, No. 117.
.......
It was getting dark now. Qin Jian got out of the car and searched for a while, and finally saw a particularly familiar wooden house sign at the corner of the street.
His eyes couldn't help but light up.
The five characters "Tea Table Piano House" shone faintly in the darkness.
At this moment, the display window on the second floor was suddenly opened.
"You're late again."
Qin Jian looked up and saw Liao Linjun standing by the window, his hands crossed on his chest.
Then, another familiar figure emerged from one side, showing a faint smile.
Qin Jian picked up the suitcase in his hand and said helplessly to the window: "Can you believe the traffic jam during the Chinese New Year?"
.......
The decoration style is basically similar to that of the Coffee Table Piano House in Nanshi.
This is Qin Jian's first feeling when he walks into the hall. The flammable design of the hall continues Liao Linjun's unique personal taste.
As soon as I walked in, Mahler's Symphony No. 1 hit me.
The oil painting on the wall is no longer the theme of The Pianist on the Sea, and Qin Jian cannot distinguish what it is from the colorful colors.
The familiar old man didn't appear on the bar on one side, and there weren't any customers on the simple wooden tables.
But Qin Jian knew that everything below was just decoration.
Carrying the suitcase to the second floor.
As soon as I opened the door, I was greeted by the familiar musty smell of wood.
Pianos of various kinds are placed in a haphazard manner. Just looking at it, the area here is much larger than the Coffee Table Piano Museum in Nanshi.
There are also several side entrances.
"Have you booked the hotel?" Liao Linjun came over.
"Not yet." Qin Jian shook his head.
"That's good, come with me." Liao Linjun said and walked towards the inside.
Qin Jian pushed the box and followed him in confusion.
"There are still twenty days before we set off. You can stay here during the period."
With that said, Liao Linjun stopped, turned around and opened a door.
Qin Jian looked around, and a small square room appeared in front of him.
"Put down your luggage and come out with the k521 sheet music." Liao Linjun urged.
Qin Jian nodded quickly.
After entering the room and looking around, there was nothing in the room except a simple single bed and a small writing card.
But this is completely sufficient, and the piano is right outside your door.
This is really convenient.
Qin Jian put down his suitcase, took off his coat, and came to the hall with his music folder.
At this time, Liao Linjun was already sitting in front of a black grand piano.
After a short period of silence.
Liao Linjun said slowly, "I don't care about the repertoire of your individual competitions."
"But." The words changed.
"If you fail to meet my requirements within fifteen days for the two four-hand ensemble works, then you will not need to participate in this ensemble competition."
"Did you hear what I said clearly?"
Liao Linjun's tone was not rigid, but these words still made Qin Jian feel nervous.
In his impression, this was the first time Qin Jian saw Liao Linjun looking so serious.
Seeing this, Qin Jian nodded. Regarding this ensemble competition, he promised Shen Qingci that he would definitely participate, although he did not know the special significance of participating in this ensemble competition.
Duan Ran on the side also nodded his head.
"Have you practiced the music Shen Qingci gave you?"
Liao Linjun spoke again.
"Teacher Liao, I've finished practicing." Duan Ran whispered back, she would always feel a little pressure from this woman.
"Uh, Sister Lin Jun, I've also practiced."
Liao Linjun stood up and snapped his fingers, "OK, come on then."
Qin Jian and Duan Ran looked at each other, came to the piano and sat down on either side.
Leave a distance of about 30cm in between.
Qin Jian is responsible for playing the treble part, and Duan Ran is responsible for playing the bass part.
"Sit closer."
Liao Linjun’s voice sounded again behind him.
Qin Jian moved his body again and got closer.
"start."
The two people in front of the piano seemed to feel a little bit nervous.
"Relax."
The two of them raised the armrest at the same time.
The next second.
Qin Jian's body leaned half forward, and Duan Ran used his peripheral vision to pay attention to the changes in Qin Jian's movements.
The moment Qin Jian leaned back and dropped his fingers, Duan Ran's fingers also dropped at the same time.
"When--when-"
In the hall, the piano sounded, and the keystrokes from two different souls appeared with wonderful resonance at this moment.
After a heavy ensemble, Qin Jian gave up half of his body, and Duan Ran's dexterous hands spread out and danced on the keys.
Duan Ran's solid melody brought the music to a stable level, but the sound was a little quiet.
The next second.
After the bass melody ended, Qin Jian raised his hands again to take over the music's forward motion.
Duan Ran changed her hands and started decorating around Qin Jian's left hand.
Just at this moment.
The sense of flow under Qin Jian's Chopin's hand position appeared unconsciously, and the music suddenly felt separated.
Three pairs of ears in the hall clearly discovered this problem, while Qin Jian was trying to figure out how to adjust it.
A "pr" sound.
In the middle range of the keyboard, the two hands slammed together.
The music finally broke off with a very discordant sound.
"Feel sorry."
"sorry."
Two apologies sounded at the same time.
"Are you okay?" Qin Jian asked quickly, feeling the pain in his left hand. He had indeed used a lot of effort to complete a sudden forte performance just now.
"It's okay, it's okay," Duan Ran shook his head.
At this time, Liao Linjun's voice came from behind again, "Three questions."
"First, have you read the music carefully?"
"I know that both of you have strong personal playing abilities and have your own physical habits, so please read the score clearly and adjust your playing posture two measures in advance when two sounds with similar parts meet."
"Second, Duan Ran, as the bass accompaniment part, what you need to do is not to be humble. Blindly giving up the volume to Qin Jian will only make the mood one-sided."
"You need to actively participate. The emotion of a four-hand legato without any one voice will be dry."
"Third, Qin Jian, are you stacking notes?"
"Are your ears the only one with your voice? Can't you hear that the sound ratio is out of balance from the first note?"
"The treble part is not your solo, can you take care of the girl next to you?"
After Liao Linjun finished speaking, the pair of young people in front of the piano lowered their heads and said nothing, but the silence of the hall made people feel slightly depressed.
moment.
"However, the first time you collaborated, there was a break only at the twenty-seventh bar."
"This is better than I thought."
"Tomorrow at two o'clock in the afternoon, it will be the same twenty-seven sections."
"I've already said the problem."
"You just have to figure it out."
"Qin Jian, the key to the door is in the third drawer of the bar."
"See you tomorrow."
Then there was a knock on the door.
The hall fell silent again.
Not long after, Qin Jian quietly turned around, and Liao Linjun's figure had disappeared.
"call."
"call."
In front of the piano, two gasps sounded one after another.