Looking at the small characters in front of him, Qin Jian's tired eyes showed a hint of joy.
At this time, the melody of k279 in my ears had faded, and in the directory of the new chapter, a new cheerful melody sounded.
"Mozart Sonata in C major.k545."
The playful skipping sound in my ears resembles the pace of a European palace, and the movement is full of humor.
Qin Jian slowly closed his eyes, opened up the space, and sat in front of the piano, soothing the fatigue from his body and nerves with the music in his ears.
Regarding the unlocking of the first chapter, he could not describe the feeling. He just vaguely felt as if he had found a key to the world of Mozart's music through his fingers and brain.
At the end of the last performance of k279, he felt the call from his left hand, and the moment he opened Amadeus' last wish, he was sure that the call was not an illusion.
A new chapter has begun, and when you open your eyes, there will be a new story.
However, Qin Jian closed the space at this moment, and the music in his ears was immediately interrupted.
"Da la da la, da da da da da."
Standing up from the piano, humming a happy tune, Qin Jian turned off the lights in the hall on the second floor, and returned to his room under the illumination of the street lights outside the window.
The next second he entered the door, he leaned over and fell on his small bed.
Before he even had time to feel the pain in his body, he felt a strong sense of sleepiness coming over him.
"k279."
Qin Jian turned over and murmured, "Take it."
Adequate sleep can better improve work efficiency, he knows.
.......
No words in the middle of the night.
07:30.
Qin Jian was still sleeping soundly when the door next door opened quietly.
Not long after, the piano sounded, and the girl next door's morning exercises had begun.
The fast-moving twenty-four major and minor scales awaken a new day in the coffee table piano studio like a storm.
.....
At noon.
"Why can't he pay back?"
Liao Linjun put down the lunch box in his hand, looked at his watch again, and looked at the girl beside him: "What time did he go to bed last night?"
Duan Ran shook his head and replied: "I don't know about Teacher Liao. I went to bed around twelve o'clock, and he was still practicing at that time."
Liao Linjun sighed, and at this moment, there was a knock on the door.
The two women looked at each other at the same time, and Qin Jian was walking out of the wooden door with a blank look on his face.
"Uh, morning you two."
...
After receiving a scolding, Qin Jian suddenly woke up.
I went downstairs very quickly to wash up, and then went upstairs to start lunch time.
Throughout the meal, we also watched how Duan Ran completed the Passionate Sonata "under the torture" of Liao Linjun.
"Sitting in is also a kind of learning, and it's also a thief's meal."
14:30.
Qin Jian and Duan Ran both sat in front of the piano again. Compared to the first time last night, they were closer today.
This helps with better joint coordination.
"Just follow the practice last night, relax, there will be no problem."
Qin Jian whispered and Duan Ran nodded.
Then the two of them raised their hands at the same time, looked at the music score in front of them, and got ready together.
"let's start."
Liao Linjun's voice came from behind.
Qin Jian gently raised his left hand, paused, and then suddenly dropped his fingers.
At the same time, Duan Ran also raised his hand and fell with him in tacit understanding.
After practicing all night yesterday, both of them have found their own way of coordinating their limbs in this piece.
As for the relationship between the volume ratio, Qin Jian, as the lead singer, paid more attention to Duan Ran's volume. Once there was a slight deviation in the balance of the music, he immediately adjusted his strength.
This part that should have been Duan Ran's bass part was taken over by Qin Jian, and what he needed was for Duan Ran to completely let go of his own playing.
"Prepare."
After Qin Jian leaned over and finished a series of dense and gorgeous music, he leaned back and instantly retracted his right hand to leave more space for Duan Ran.
The next second.
The high-pitched main melody of the music was replaced by the deep bass part, and the color of the music suddenly changed.
Duan Ran looked at the music score with burning eyes, turned his whole body to Qin Jian's side, opened his arms completely, and ten thin white onion fingers started to fly on the keyboard in a dizzying manner.
"Okay, keep it."
Qin Jian said softly, and at the same time stepped on the sustain pedal, and his right hand began to add difficult decorative sounds in the high range to add to Duan Ran's bass melody.
Duan Ran seemed to feel the emotions in Qin Jian's music. Duan Ran adjusted his playing posture again. For a while, his body undulated even more.
Gradually, the high and low ranges gained a sense of emotional integration in the reverberation throughout the hall, and a symphonic momentum appeared in the music.
Listening to the exciting melody in his ears, Liao Linjun's breathing became quickened.
Looking at the young man and woman sweating in front of the piano, she seemed to have seen scenes from the past.
This moment is like that moment.
The same melody, the same allocation of parts, the same treble part paying meticulous attention to the bass part, the same infinite youthful vitality.
It's just time, many years have passed.
Since the end of the Huayun Competition, Liao Linjun has been living in a state of imbalance, and at this moment, in this familiar feeling, she seemed to feel a moment of inner peace.
At this moment, the music in my ears gradually stopped.
"Ahem, not bad."
Liao Linjun gently wiped the corners of his eyes, clapped his hands, and weak applause sounded in the quiet hall.
"It's really good to be able to reach this level in one night."
Hearing the sound coming from behind, the two people in front of the piano breathed a sigh of relief, looked at each other, and couldn't help but smile softly.
This time just now was also the best time that two people started and finished.
After a long time.
"Why."
A faint sigh came out, and the two of them immediately tensed up again.
"Duan Ran, get up."
Duan Ran heard the sound and quickly stood aside the piano obediently. Liao Linjun sat sideways in Duan Ran's seat.
At this moment, Qin Jian was a little confused.
Qin Jian vividly remembers Liao Linjun's personal achievements in music, from playing the gorgeous double bass on Christmas night to being the first violinist on the final day of the Chinese Music Competition.
However, he had never seen Liao Linjun playing the piano.
"Look carefully, listen carefully"
Liao Linjun looked up at Duan Ran and said seriously.
Duan Ran nodded, his eyes never leaving the piano keys.
"Can the speed be faster?"
Liao Linjun spoke again, this time asking about a plate of Qin Jian
"I try my best."
Qin Jian nodded.
"Qin Jian, let's start."
Slowly, Liao Linjun placed his hands on the piano, neither as slender as Qin Jian nor as dexterous as Duan Ran.
But the moment she pressed her wrist slightly and raised the five fingers of her right hand, Qin Jian felt a different feeling
Qin Jian nodded, looked away, and calmed down his emotions.
The next second.
He raised his shoulders, took a deep breath, and suddenly raised his hands and dropped them.