Chapter two hundred and thirteenth six generations of shocked speech
Half an hour later, the taxi stopped.
The two paid and got off the bus.
"Wow, it's so beautiful here."
After getting off the car, the girl looked a little excited when she looked at the Edo-style buildings around her.
Qin Jian was also a little surprised. He didn't expect that there was such a place in downtown Tokyo. He had only seen this kind of Japanese-style building complex with a large number of wooden structures in cartoons and TV.
"That's right here."
My eyes fell on the conspicuous road sign on the street [Zuoye Low Carbon Museum].
Qin Jian said: "Wait a minute."
Not long after, a yellow taxi stopped on the side of the road, and the two of them looked at it.
moment.
Shen Qingci got out of the car.
"Teacher Shen."
"teacher."
The two people under the stop sign greeted Shen Qingci one after another.
"Long wait," Shen Qingci walked towards Qin Jian and the other two, "Come on, let's go into the house and talk."
As he spoke, he led the two of them into a small wooden door.
After walking through a path filled with the fragrance of flowers and arriving at the lobby, Qin Jian realized that this was also a hotel.
However, judging from the interior decoration and the clothing of the waiters, this place is much more stylish than the small high-rise where I live.
...
Following Shen Qingci, the two of them passed through the corner of a porch again, and there was a sound of piano and violin playing in front of them.
"Here?" Qin Jian asked curiously.
"This used to be a private music salon, and there was a small theater further down the road." Shen Qingci stopped as he spoke, "But due to the economic downturn, this place was later turned into a hotel."
As she spoke, Shen Qingci turned around and pointed at Duan Ran, pointing to the wooden sliding door in front of him where the sound of piano could be heard, "Go in, Rigel is waiting for you."
"Ah?" Duan Ran was a little surprised. He obviously didn't expect such a plot, but then nodded and said, "Okay teacher."
Before leaving, he glanced at Qin Jian with a somewhat unhappy look.
With Duan Ran leaving.
Shen Qingci casually opened the wooden door in front of him, and a faint scent of wood drifted in.
"Come in, she's going to class."
"Attend class?"
Taking off his shoes, Qin Jian followed Shen Qingci into the house and looked around. The simple wooden room looked a bit old, but the furnishings and decorations in the house seemed to be well maintained.
"Yes."
"After the competition in Vienna, she will go to France."
Shen Qingci opened the refrigerator, turned around and asked, "What do you want to drink?"
"ah?!"
Qin Jian directly ignored the other party's subsequent questions and said in surprise, "Shen...Teacher Shen, what do you mean?"
Shen Qingci smiled when he saw this and took out two bottles of beer from the refrigerator, "Is this okay?"
"Ah, yes, thank you," Qin Jian obviously still hasn't recovered from what the other party just said.
"sit."
As Shen Qingci spoke, the two sat across the small square table on the tatami and looked at each other.
"Didn't she tell you?" Shen Qingci smiled.
"No." Qin Jian said truthfully.
"She will go to France to take the entrance exam in mid-May." Shen Qingci said.
"Then she won't take the college entrance examination?" Qin Jian asked doubtfully.
"There are no college entrance examination scores among the hard requirements for applying to foreign universities," Shen Qingci picked up the bottle and took a sip. "If your financial conditions permit, you can pass the language test, or even if you don't pass the language test, you can do it."
After a pause, Shen Qingci said again: "Besides, Rigel admires her very much."
"Of course, this is the result of her hard work."
"It's also her chance."
After a long time.
"Good."
Qin Jian also picked up the wine bottle, took a sip, raised his head and said, "This wine tastes a bit bland."
"No wine in the world is as good as China's." Shen Qingci added.
For a moment, "How was the morning game?"
Qin Jian replied: "I feel pretty good. The audience's reaction after the performance was also good, but I don't know what the judges thought in the end."
"Well, the judges' decision is indeed very important," Shen Qingci nodded, and then changed his tone, "But you don't have to pay too much attention to the opinions of these Asian judges. Most of them are third-rate."
"Huh?" Qin Jian was once again surprised by Shen Qingci's arrogant speech, but thinking about it carefully, he did have the capital to be crazy.
"This competition has no real value. At most it can be regarded as a large-scale music event with Mozart as a gimmick."
Shen Qingci did not say anything more on this issue, "What about you, what are your plans after this is over?"
"I haven't decided where to go yet, but I also want to go abroad." Qin Jian replied.
"What are you looking at?" Shen Qingci asked.
Qin Jian thought for a while and didn't know what to say.
After a while.
He then said: "Probably because the West is the birthplace of classical music. I want to go somewhere to experience the different soil environment."
"It's a good idea," Shen Qingci said, taking out a cigarette from his pocket and lighting it. For a moment, in the quiet air, the "squeaking" sound of burning tobacco seemed very rhythmic.
"Then what?" Qin Jian took a puff of cigarette and looked up at Qin Jian, his eyes flickering.
"Then..."
Then continue to participate in competitions? Find ways to become a pianist? Find ways to get more worship points? And then what?......
At this moment, Qin Jian felt a little confused for the first time.
Looking at Qin Jian's frown, Shen Qingci smiled and said, "Qin Jian, do you like the piano?"
"I like it." Qin Jian nodded.
"I like it too," Shen Qingci sighed, "The piano has always been something that I regard as life."
As he spoke, Shen Qingci raised his hands.
Qin Jian looked at it and couldn't help but be startled.
This was the first time he observed Shen Qingci's hands up close.
On the back of the hand, which was densely covered with veins, every finger was twisted to some degree, and some thick joints seemed to be swollen.
From an aesthetic point of view, this is undoubtedly a very ugly pair of hands.
"During my four years at the Huaguo Conservatory of Music, I practiced piano sixteen hours a day."
"Notice."
"Not average."
Shen Qingci took back his hand and said lightly, "During that period, I completed Bach's forty-eight fugues and preludes, all Chopin's etudes including his posthumous works, twelve Liszt's virtuoso etudes, and Beethoven's thirty-two
A complete set of sonatas, Brahms’s two concertos for two parts, and Mozart’s Concerto No. 7.”
Qin Jian swallowed, feeling his throat hurt.
But Shen Qingci did not stop, paused, and then said, "On the day of the university graduation ceremony, I got the score of Mozart's Concerto No. 8."
"F major, k242, I remember it very clearly."
"That's a graduation gift that your teacher Liao personally copied for me."
As he spoke, a soft light of reminiscence flashed across his eyes.
"In the finals of the Huayun Competition three days later, I privately decided to change the repertoire from Brahms No. 1 to Mozart No. 8. Because of this, I was almost disqualified."
Shen Qingci said minding his own business.
And Qin Jian has been completely confused. The amount of information is too damn huge.