After the Korean players in the eighth group left the stage, the stage became quiet again.
Backstage entrance.
"Are you nervous today?"
"not nervous."
"Okay, can you promise me something?"
"Um?"
"Don't cry when the curtain comes down."
"Qin Jian!!"
At this moment, the curtain call sounded again.
"The next group of contestants, Qin Jian and Duan Ran, are from China. The entry piece is js Bach bwv208 The Good Shepherd Lamb. The designated piano is kawai."
The host's voice fell.
There was a slight commotion in the audience. Compared with Bach's two-piano works, his four-hand ensemble works rarely appeared on the stage, not to mention this was a competition.
Bwv208, more like a nursery rhyme.
In the judges' table, many people frowned slightly, including the judges from China, who seemed not to be very optimistic about this piece.
Perhaps this group of young men and women left too deep an impact on them in the last round of performances.
They cast their precious votes and hoped that this pair of young people would produce better works in the finals.
In a corner of the auditorium, Liao Linjun looked at the black and white figure in the center of the stage, waiting quietly.
This piece.
She decided on it after hesitating for a long time among Bach's three works.
...
As the applause fell, Qin Jian nodded towards the audience again.
Then he turned around again and invited Duan Ran to take a seat.
After Duan Ran sat down, Qin Jian came to her side.
The two of them adjusted their breathing rate under the hot desk lamp.
Wait until the two breaths in front of the piano are synchronized.
On the big screen.
After an eye contact.
Qin Jian nodded, and Duan Ran raised his arms.
The next second.
Her hands fell.
"Dang-dang-dang, Dang-dang-dang..."
The crisp sound of strings striking slowly rose from the piano soundboard.
Simple rhythm, bright melody.
The stage was momentarily enveloped in silence.
Duan Ran didn't have Aso Natsuki's smart and changeable eyes, her silent pupils seemed to only shrink and spread with the rise and fall of the warm bass beside her.
Gradually, under Duan Ran's hands, a clean melody theme became clear. Then Qin Jian carefully controlled the transmission of force from his body to his fingertips, carefully hiding something under his ten fingers.
Just when the audience's attention was focused on the gorgeous vibrato played by Duan Ran's left hand.
A slightly dark melody line also appeared faintly in the music.
When people discovered it, the two counterpoint melody lines had already been intertwined and slowly developed forward.
When the music progressed to this point, Qin Jian paid more attention to feeling the power under his fingertips. As long as the buzzing of the bass was too noisy, he would adjust the angle of his fingers touching the keys.
The music advances slowly, always maintaining a certain speed. From time to time, a voice will disappear, and you don't know when a new voice will slowly appear.
Over and over again, not a single note in the music is superfluous, and there is no slight deviation in any rhythmic accent.
Natural and smooth, without overly flashy techniques.
In front of the piano, Qin and Duan were like two old people, sitting side by side in front of an ancient piano. There was no intense emotional ups and downs between their calm limbs, but they were alive in the dusk under the setting sun.
Duan Ran's high-pitched melodies are pure and holy, always guiding the development of music.
Qin Jian's bass was also appropriately controlled every time, highlighting the value of the bass sound pattern, successfully building a hidden and huge tension in the entire long musical passage.
And among them, under the high-pitched part, his voice is full of unpretentious simplicity.
On this mysterious stage, two young people used their four hands to perform a vibrant and peaceful performance.
It's round, broad, and cleansed of lead.
...
It is such a work that was not favored by many judges at the beginning. After many fierce and noisy works, at this moment, it showed a tranquility to all the audience present.
There is no peace of mind.
From the first note to now, the atmosphere of the music, like its speed, has never changed.
Nobuyuki Shii, who was on the judges' bench, admired this kind of music in his heart, even though he had no way to see the performance of these young people with his own eyes.
But he had the richest pictures in his mind at the moment.
Impeccable technology, intimate cooperation.
The young Chinese people who came to compete this time all showed their different talents.
In comparison, there is still something missing in Natsuki's piano.
Maybe it's because his teachings to her have come to an end.
As the music gradually comes to an end.
The last words Shen Qingci said before leaving last night echoed again in Nobuyuki Shii's mind.
"After finishing this competition, I will return to China and settle down. Maybe I will take care of my students like you, or I may go back to my alma mater to teach and become an ordinary piano teacher."
Maybe sending little Xia Shu to Shen Qingci's family is also a good choice.
The thought flashed through his mind and seemed like it could no longer be separated from his mind.
Until the music ends completely in peace.
...
With the applause ringing in his ears, Nobuyuki Toshii also clapped his hands. He seemed to have made some decision in his heart, and his eyebrows relaxed unconsciously.
"I don't think he will reject me (laughs)."
...
Curtain bow.
Qin Jian and Duan Ran came backstage.
"Huh, I'm so nervous." Duan Ran put on his sweater jacket and turned to look at Qin Jian, who was also sweating profusely. "Are we playing faster and faster?"
Qin Jian shook his head and smiled slightly, "Don't worry, there is no problem with the speed. This should be the best time we have played, and the sound effect of this concert hall is very suitable for this piece."
"That's good."
Qin Jian's words made Duan Ran breathe a sigh of relief. All her attention was on the performance, and she did not have any thoughts to listen to the sound of the entire hall.
"Let's go down and listen."
At this moment, the Japanese player who was about to enter the stage at the backstage gave Qin Jian and his two thumbs up.
"good."
As the curtain call sounded again, Qin Jian responded with a nod and a smile.
"come on."
...
After the peaceful Bach disappeared, the competition scene became intense again.
...
after an hour.
In the final applause, the ensemble finals came to an end.
At the same time, this also means that all games in the regular group have ended.
The Asian Organizing Committee officially announced on site that all final results will be announced at the same time tomorrow afternoon, and also announced that the competition in the Mozart category will start at 8:00 the day after tomorrow.
...
Outside the main entrance of Tokyo Opera Concert Hall
"Ah, liberated." After leaving the concert hall, Duan Ran felt that he was finally liberated.
Following the crowded exit, the two came to the street.
"You're done, I have to stay up for another five days."
Qin Jian said angrily, "Hurry up and call Teacher Shen. Hurry up and go early and come back early. I want to come back to practice piano in the evening."
"Oh, I forgot!"
Duan Ran said and took out his mobile phone from the bag.
"Fight now!"
Three minutes later.
Duan Ran pressed the hands-free button.
Qin Jian frowned, "What's so strange about this?"
Then he reached out and stopped a taxi.
I have to say that taxis in Tokyo are really expensive.