Chapter 209 Being taught, she said she has no time
ten minutes later.
"rehearse."
As Xia Dong shouted, Qin Jian quickly stood up.
When he passed Shen Qingci again, he bent down and said hello again.
Qin Jian is under pressure.
But he was not sure whether this inexplicable pressure came from the fact that K491, which was not yet perfect, was about to be scrutinized by the other party again, or whether it was because he had secretly touched the hands of other students.
Sitting in front of the piano again, he was empty.
On the stage, with a wave of Xia Dong's hand, the string section started moving again.
Under the intro of the cloudy band.
"teacher..."
I don't know when Duan Ran came to Shen Qingci's side, or what she whispered in his ear.
In short, before the piano part started, Shen Qingci suddenly came to the stage and sat next to Qin Jian.
This made all the musicians look over.
Xia Dong glanced at the piano out of the corner of his eye, and roughly understood what was going on. Then he shouted to the orchestra, "Everyone, pay attention."
At this moment, there was a timpani sound in the music that should not have been heard.
"Boom!"
With this sound.
"Erquan! What are you doing!" Xia Dong yelled at the percussion group, blowing his beard and glaring, so frightened that the timpanist quickly wiped the sweat from his forehead.
The most nervous person at the moment was Qin Jian in front of the piano.
The fragrance of Blue Moon that I was accustomed to was suddenly replaced by the smell of tobacco mixed with cologne.
The two teachers and students sitting next to him brought two completely different physical and mental experiences.
at this time.
"Focus your auditory attention on the musical lines."
"It's not just because of the unison way it opens."
The neat band sound mixed with a faint hoarse sound reached Qin Jian's ears.
“More importantly, the quality of the melody, its angular chromaticity, its phrasing structure, its ascending six-degree progression of ato every two measures, all give unusual importance to the relationship of intervals.
.”
Qin Jian seemed to have caught something, but he wasn't quite sure. He couldn't help but think of the question Duan Ran had just asked again.
When the piano part is about to enter the first ten bars, the melodious cello group once again passes neatly.
"The regularity of the phrase structure implies that the lead player must make presets of strength and speed based on the key rhythmic pulses."
Qin Jian was silent and picked up the handkerchief again to wipe his sweaty palms."
"The premise is to grasp the scale properly."
Qin Jian put down his handkerchief and adjusted his breathing to the timpani.
"Get ready."
Qin Jian nodded and raised his hands.
As Xia Dong closed his hands, the band stopped in unison.
Qin Jian pressed his index and middle fingers continuously as before.
A G note with exquisite etching decoration bloomed crisply on the stage.
"When-when--"
Maybe some people still hear only two crisp and dim notes.
Available in the next second.
Each ear felt the lingering feeling of the last "dang".
Yes.
Qin Jian's middle finger pressed down for less than a second before lifting from the G sound.
Just this small change, it seems that the slower and longer beats in the air suddenly give people a more powerful sense of time and space.
In this inexplicable musical motive, Qin Jian's solid five fingers of his right hand took advantage of the downward skipping legato to reach the B note.
Coherent, focused, yet delicate.
...
As the piano part fully unfolded, Qin Jian's body began to move involuntarily again. The concept of the passage became wider, the restraint naturally disappeared, and the free flowing body rhythm gradually relaxed.
In order not to interfere with Qin Jian's performance, Shen Qingci moved his body slightly to the edge of the piano bench, but his eyes never left his hands on the keyboard.
He did not ask Qin Jian how to touch the keys, nor did he remind Qin Jian how long to hold a certain note, nor did he even mention a little bit about the content of the work itself.
He just uses his own way to provide the other party with the possibility of musical conception.
However, he couldn't even comment on the beginning of the k491 piano part that just passed his ears.
After hearing too many clichés, he had a glimmer of expectation at this moment, just like after the stunning first bar of the Rhapsody on a Theme of Paganini at the Huayun Competition.
At this time, too, he needs to listen.
...
As the music evolves.
Looking at the two men whispering to each other in front of the piano, Duan Ran felt interesting in his heart.
And the musical changes that Qin Jian showed again made her feel a touch of subtlety.
Ears don't lie.
Duan Ran knew that Qin Jian was taking another step closer in a certain direction.
When the music ended, she also clapped.
...
"knock off."
With Xia Dong's order, today's preliminary parade ended.
The stage was suddenly liberated.
It soon became noisy.
...
"Thank you, Teacher Shen."
Qin Jian's words naturally came from his heart. Under the guidance of the other party, the entire thirty-minute work was effectively connected.
Looking back now, he already knows how to continue to deepen his practice.
In response to this, Shen Qingci just smiled and said nothing, then stood up and looked at the time, and then said: "Let's go, eat."
"Eat?" Qin Jian slowly took off the piano cover, raised his head and said, "Sister Lin Jun is coming too?"
"...She won't come," Shen Qingci sighed slightly, "She said she didn't have time."
No time, this is unscientific, the string group competition is over.
As if he suddenly sensed something subtle, Qin Jian hurriedly ran off the stage.
Things between the big guys can only be observed from a distance.
...
After leaving the Wutengkan Concert Hall, Qin Jian and the others followed Xia Dong and Shen Qingci and walked towards an unknown street.
Looking at the two middle-aged men holding each other's back in front of him, Qin Jian asked curiously, "Are Teacher Shen and Commander Xia familiar with each other?"
"I don't know either." Duan Ran thought for a while, "But they seem to be university alumni."
"colleagemate?"
"Um."
...
Under the leadership of Shen Qingci, the group came to a Chinese restaurant.
‘Sauce fried elbow’
‘Ma Po Tofu’
‘Fish-flavored shredded pork’
As soon as you enter the door, the first thing you see is the menu posted on the wall.
Qin Jian suddenly felt a sense of intimacy, and saliva began to secrete rapidly in his mouth.
Under the leadership of a Chinese waiter, the four of them went directly to a private room on the second floor.
A large square table can be made about two summers and winters wide on each side.
"Let's order, you two." Shen Qingci handed the menu to Qin Jian.
Qin Jian pushed the menu directly in front of Duan Ran, "You order, I'll go to the toilet," he said and ran out.
After a while, Duan Ran ordered four dishes and one soup, both meat and vegetables, and looked at Shen Qingci after asking.
"Click four more." Shen Qingci said and looked at the watch again.
"Everyone hasn't arrived yet."
...
Downstairs, Qin Jian came out of the bathroom wiping his hands.
Getting ready to go upstairs.
Suddenly the restaurant door was gently pushed open.
Qin Jian looked at it and was startled.
A girl with big eyes walked in gently and gracefully. The girl looked around with a slight hesitation.
Finally, his eyes couldn't help but fall on Qin Jian's face.
Eyes facing each other.
A hint of surprise also flashed in the girl's eyes.
at this time.
A gentle man's voice came from the door, but the language was something Qin Jian couldn't understand.
"Natsuki, is this here?"
The girl was stunned when she heard the sound. She smiled at Qin Jian and nodded, then turned around and ran out of the store.
After a while.
At the door rail, a blind stick appeared in Qin Jian's field of vision.