Chapter 179 The actors are in place and the show is staged
The three people's eyes all fell on Qin Jian's face, waiting for his reaction.
Needless to say, Duan Ran, the little stars in his eyes twinkled so much that Qin Jian wanted to do it.
Old Porter still had his trademark playful expression, his eyes full of 'fuck him'.
The black beauty Ms. Shetty probably didn't understand the situation at this time because of the language barrier, but she looked at Qin Jian with interest.
Wouldn't it be nice to just be a quiet spectator and leave the limelight to others?
moment.
Seeing that the scene was getting intense, Qin Jian sighed helplessly, turned his head and looked around, and began to think about which piano to choose next.
sk-7.
As his eyes lit up, his eyes fell on a dark grand piano in the corner.
Kawai [sk-7] model performance-grade grand piano has balanced performance and light touch. The most important thing is that the bass tone of sk7 is extremely round. In this noisy environment, the bass can be highlighted more clearly in the accompaniment melody.
through.
But at this moment.
There was another shout from the crowd.
I saw a yellow-skinned young man carrying a backpack walking out from the booing and sitting in front of the only SK7.
Qin Jian narrowed his eyes, "It's him!"
The boy didn't make any unnecessary movements. He raised his hand and two groups of strange syncopated harmonies played directly, instantly interrupting the woman's melody theme.
Then, the thumb, middle and ring finger of his right hand blew a wind of triplet from weak to strong in three consecutive semitones.
The sound wind fell, and the boy tapped a finger on the piano to start a melody.
".64/1!"
With a scream.
Qin Jian also nodded.
The first of Chopin's Op. 64, the Puppy Waltz, is also the most famous of Chopin's waltzes.
At this moment, the boy began to join the left hand part, and a dense arrangement of chords with the theme melody as the highest part came out neatly in the standard jazz eighth tone feeling.
"Pure improvisation on Chopin's themes."
"This is interesting." Seeing that the girl beside him was becoming increasingly unable to hold on, Qin Jian leaned into the girl's ear and whispered, "Don't worry."
Everyone's eyes were completely attracted.
...
"***, 17 years old, a Singaporean Chinese, a talented classical and jazz double pianist from Singapore. At the age of 12, he won the first place in the Singapore National Youth Piano Competition. In the same year, he was admitted to the Royal Academy of Music in the United Kingdom and became his apprentice.
Delas Schiff studied jazz piano, and later I heard that he had signed a contract with the British BBC, and even changed his nationality."
The crew-cut man sighed, "I didn't expect that he would be invited to the Asian competition this time."
"Then which country does he represent?" the girl on the side asked curiously.
"Anyway, it doesn't represent China."
The flat-headed man spread his hands indifferently, and his eyes couldn't help but turn to the particularly familiar figure in the crowd again, and then grinned, "However, there are also some amazing guys coming from Hua Kingdom this time. One of them, the teacher said to him
Very high praise, Xingzi.”
"ah?"
Just when the girl let out a surprised sound, the figure in the crew-cut man's eyes slowly walked out of the crowd.
The crew-cut man was startled, then his eyes flickered, "That's him."
"Is that him?" Xingzi looked and saw a tall figure walking calmly towards an upright piano. His eyes gradually brightened, "He looks like a very gentle person."
.......
Qin Jian's appearance did not bring any screams, but it still attracted the attention of most women in the audience.
Tall and handsome figures can get such care everywhere.
Listening to the melody in his ears, Qin Jian sat down in front of the piano and opened the equipment column that he had not seen for a long time, and put on the [Swing Ring].
"Then let's have some fun."
He raised his hands and pressed the first note of a chord in a popular jazz waltz.
"When-when-when-when-when"
Qin Jian also only used one finger to perform. Since it is Douqin Entertainment, and since he chose Chopin's music as the theme, he naturally...
At this moment, Qin Jian's eyes narrowed, and he opened his right hand instantly, suddenly falling on the high-pitched area, and a string of wind-like sound flow came out.
Gorgeous percussion, crazy acceleration.
"Winter wind!"
"no.11!!"
"Winter Wind!!"
Just before the Qin key was played for less than five bars, a section of the piano sound in the hall had gone out.
At the beginning, the swinging man in front of the upright piano stopped helplessly. His thoughts were interrupted by the sudden intrusion of the rushing sound stream. Sitting in front of the piano was meaningless. He got up and returned to the audience, watching with interest. 'The Invaders' performance.
Among the remaining three voices.
They all started improvising around the melody theme of winter wind.
Listening to the other two voices coming from his ears, Qin Jian raised the corner of his mouth, stood up and shook his left hand, and suddenly made a thin weak beat with his hand that should have been a strong jump, and right here. At that time, one of the other two voices seemed to have lost its rhythm.
Qin Jian then backhanded another strong diminished seventh chord. Under the coordination of the swinging ring, the muscle memory of his right hand instantly changed the original melody of Dongfeng into a syncopated rhythm.
For a time, a strong sense of swing was filled with romantic music, and the hall seemed to be trapped in a strange space.
Strictly speaking, Qin Jian was not impromptu, but even so, the blonde woman could no longer keep up with the music.
Unlike ***'s Puppy Waltz, Qin Jian's Winter Wind was so fast that she didn't know how to continue playing.
With a background in classical piano, her hands have a deeper muscle memory for Dongfeng.
If she continues to play according to the classical method on such an occasion, then there is no point in continuing.
She retracted her hands and looked at the strange man's back in disbelief. The woman's eyes were full of confusion, "How did he do it?"
And she is not the only one with such doubts.
Except for the children, most of the people present had practiced winter wind, and they all had the same question mark in their minds.
Winter Wind is Duan Ran's specialty, this is the evaluation given by Qin Jian, but Duan Ran really knows this work very well in his heart.
After finishing the whole piece, modifying any one note seems to cause great obstacles to the already familiar fingering route, not to mention disrupting the intensity and rhythm of the piece itself.
At this moment, everything that Qin Jian was performing refreshed her knowledge again.
Looking at Qin Jian playing in front of the piano, Old Porter smiled and shook his head. He didn't know how to evaluate Qin Jian's "jazz" from the bottom of his heart.
Judging from the look on the black beauty's face, she probably had the same idea.