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Chapter 178: The Classical Jazz in the Exhibition Hall

After leaving Old Porter, the two little ones wandered around in the noisy exhibition area.

Here you can not only hear fragments of Beethoven's sonatas played by young people, but also the movements of Rach's concerto played by young and middle-aged people. Even Mozart's little stars will flow out from in front of individual children's pianos.

"Which piano are you going to use this time? CFX or SK?" Qin Jian asked while looking around.

Without the option of Steinway, most people will basically choose between the top performance series of Yamah and Kawai.

Duan Ran thought for a while and said, "Let's go with CFX. SK's touch keys are not solid, what about you?"

Qin Jian nodded. Duan Ran probably meant that he didn't like the fact that the SK series hammers sounded too fast.

He understood this very well, but on the contrary, this time, he decided to choose.

"sk."

At this moment, a particularly swaying rhythm suddenly came from not far behind.

As everyone looked, in front of an upright piano, a young man was shaking his head and waving his hands in front of the piano.

"So sexy."

Seeing this fancy operation, Qin Jian only felt his eyes tingling.

Originally a catchy minuet, he adapted and performed it into a jazz version.

Listening to such jazz, Qin Jian felt as if he had entered the background music of a billiards game in the QQ lobby.

With the swinging rhythm, more and more people are paying attention to this place.

The man in front of the piano seemed to enjoy the feeling of being watched by everyone. Suddenly, with a shake of his hands, the music returned to the normal classical melody.

However, it only lasted for less than four bars. The rhythm of the music suddenly accelerated, the rhythm suddenly became extremely complicated, and the harmonic progression in the music became more complicated. Under a pair of hands swinging back and forth, there was almost no complete change.

It has become free improvisation, and the intense style of performance is full of the tendency to show off one's skills.

Qin Jian's eyes narrowed, "Bop."

As a bar pianist, Qin Jian has done some research on the development and classification of jazz. Bebop represents the era of jazz performance with the highest technical content.

"Wow,*************."

A child beside him was so excited that he didn’t know what he said.

"There's something about this guy."

It's a bit too coquettish, but the skill is really impressive. Not just anyone can play it with such an original feeling.

Qin Jian looked at the tag on the man's chest in front of the piano, then looked down at his own. It seemed that except for the photo above, there was almost no difference.

The most obvious thing is that they all have blue trim.

Once again, he crossed the raised red border on the chest of the girl next to him and placed the tag, which was unmistakable.

His eyes returned to the piano again, "This guy should be a contestant in the same category as me."

"What did you say?" Duan Ran suddenly turned around and asked.

"It's nothing. I said that this person is in the same group as me, and as expected, he got the invitation." Qin Jian sighed.

"Haha," Duan Ran laughed repeatedly as if he thought of something interesting, "Then you are much younger than him."

Qin Jian rolled his eyes when he heard the sound.

At this moment, another piano in the crowd area also sounded, and the strong syncopated rhythm directly joined the jazz rhythm in the air.

"Wow~"

"yoyo!"

"COOL!!"

"****."

Everyone's eyes turned to the red grand piano that was playing nearby.

A woman in a black punk outfit is sitting in front of the piano, swinging her long blond hair. Her eyes under silver eyeshadow are full of charm. Her wheat-colored skin gives her three-dimensional facial features a wild feeling. Two silver

The big earrings swayed with her moving body.

During a backbeat rhythm in the music, the woman opened her left hand and violently struck three strong diminished seventh chords.

Then, while humming, he moved his hands in the high-pitched area, and quickly tapped out a long vibrato with his index fingers.

"Ah, so handsome, Qin Jian."

Watching the woman's performance, Duan Ran clasped his hands together excitedly.

"Ding-ding-ding-ding--"

Amidst a series of jingling bells, the woman seemed to have a sense of provocation, raised her chin and curled her lips at the man sitting in front of the upright piano.

The man pursed his lips and nodded at the woman, with an imperceptible smile leaking out of his small eyes. He instantly raised his hand to give a thumbs up, and then the music under his ten fingers changed again.

The rhythm of the music is no longer complex, the melody is no longer radical, it still has a swinging feeling, but the theme of the music is no longer a minuet.

"Morzat!!!"

Immediately afterwards, the woman in front of the red piano also changed her playing method, and the graceful melody under the hard jazz rhythm also came out instantly.

"!!"

The crowd screamed again. This kind of impromptu piano battle with a classical music theme is also rare on TV.

The whole hall became more and more interesting. Almost everyone in the hall came here because of it. Qin Jian listened to the jazz version of Chopin's Torrent Etude in his ears. His eyes couldn't help but scan around. Half of the onlookers' chests were filled with tears.

There are competition certificates hanging, but most of them have red borders.

"I don't know the man, but I do know the woman. She is a student of Teacher Hiromi Uehara. She signed up to participate in the audition for the youth professional group in the Japanese competition area this year, and finally won the third place in the audition. She can

It’s very impressive, and I’ve basically secured a spot in the finals.”

A familiar language came through the noise. Qin Jian looked around and saw a young man with a crew cut wearing glasses talking to the woman next to him.

As if aware of the eyes coming from elsewhere, the young man also looked at Qin Jian.

The two looked at each other in the air. The young man smiled politely and nodded. Qin Jian nodded in response. Suddenly, the young man looked at Qin Jian's face and seemed to suddenly realize something.

at this time.

"Jian, your place is so lively!"

Qin Jian instantly felt that his shoulders were bearing a weight that was unbearable at this age, "Master, let go!!"

moment.

"Let me introduce you to you," Old Porter said, pointing to the female Ah San beside him, "This is Shetty, you can call her beautiful teacher, my college classmate, my good friend, a famous teacher in South Asia.

A female pianist is also a judge for this competition, but it has nothing to do with you, Jian."

As he spoke, Old Porter pointed at Duan Ran and introduced him to the female Ah San beside him. Then Duan Ran and the beautiful teacher shook hands affectionately.

Seeing this, Qin Jian also stretched out his hand and bent slightly towards the black beauty, "Hello, Teacher Xie Di."

Unexpectedly, the other party actually replied in Chinese with a curry flavor.

"Mud howl, jian"

Qin Jian: Uh-huh

After a while, the old man and the young man beside him laughed again.

After a while, everyone's eyes focused on the two people playing the piano again.

Old Porter turned to look at Qin Jian, "They are all very powerful characters in the youth group of this competition."

"yes."

Qin Jian sighed, "It's indeed very powerful."

"But you are also very powerful," Old Porter said, and suddenly his voice changed, "Why don't you go up and play?"

"What?" Qin Jian asked suspiciously.

Old Potter smiled meaningfully: "Do you still remember Christmas? Your jazz left a deep impression on me."

"You can play jazz?!"

Before Qin Jian could react, Duan Ran suddenly grabbed Qin Jian's arm.

In her surprised eyes, her swaying pupils flickered more and more.

Qin Jian:...


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