Qin Jian looked at the two-page schedule in front of him and felt a lot more at ease.
From work, rest and diet to piano practice and study, Qin Jian formulated a 30-day short-term plan.
The end of the plan was before going to Vienna, and all the time during this period was at his disposal. He no longer had to worry about the repertoire for the competition, and he no longer had to rush back and forth for the art exam.
Regarding the study plan, in addition to learning the language, Qin Jian also included the cultural courses required for the college entrance examination into his strict study plan.
“You need to plan twice.”
...
This may take up some of his time to practice, but it is necessary at the moment.
Even if there are no changes in this year's college entrance examination papers, how much does he remember?
During the four years of college, except for piano and required major courses, Qin Jian wasted no time.
And for most art candidates who are admitted to college, this is also the norm.
But when he faced the 'possible college entrance examination' again after many years, he had to do something in advance.
After all, with his little knowledge in high school, if he didn't prepare, he might not even be able to pass the art submission line this time...
This is a fact.
...
After resting for a while, Qin Jian emptied his backpack, packed his luggage, and left the house with the empty backpack on his back.
After leaving the community, Qin Jian went to the supermarket and bought two pairs of Hada doors, and then went to Boer Art School.
....
At this time, the school already sounded a bit lively.
"Uncle Ding."
"How come you have time to go back to school? Come on, come in and sit for a while."
Through the paging in the communication room, an old man and a young man were talking.
"Don't sit down. I'm going back to the dormitory to get something." Standing at the door of the communication room, Qin Jian looked at the construction workers walking back and forth on the campus, "What is our school doing?"
"The school is going to renovate the piano room and dormitories. It is said that it will expand enrollment this year, but the construction team will be busy after the new year."
"Expansion of enrollment? Renovation?" Qin Jian searched his memory, but found no clues.
"Isn't it the new admissions season that's coming soon?"
Uncle Ding said and threw a key to the window, "The locks on the dormitory doors have been changed, but I still keep your belongings from the previous session. Go ahead and remember to lock the door when you come out."
"That's good." Qin Jian smiled.
This is probably related to He Jing's achievements in the Huayun Competition. The school suddenly has a signature teacher, which has indeed greatly improved the influence of an art school.
Even though He Jing resigned, the quality of art teaching in Boer has always been the highest in the city.
It's always a good thing.
"Thank you," he said, putting two cigarettes from his bag to the window, "You're busy, uncle."
"cough!"
"What are you doing, kid..."
Before Uncle Ding could poke his head out, Qin Jian took the key and ran away.
"This boy."
Old Ding shook his head and smiled.
After a moment, he stood up and locked the two cigarettes in the cabinet.
...
416 Dormitory.
"...."
As soon as Qin Jian opened the door, he almost thought he had gone to the wrong place.
He had never seen such a clean and tidy room before.
When he entered this dormitory for the first time after entering school, Fatty had already lived here for a long time.
The double-decker iron frame bed attached to the wall has been replaced by a wooden upper bed and lower table, and the interior has also been replaced with new ones.
There was only a little smell of sawdust left in the air.
"Why."
A moment of sadness.
...
To be honest, Qin Jian couldn't remember how long it had been since he opened a textbook.
"Required course one."
Looking at the dusty blue textbook in his hand, "This mathematics is really..."
After cleaning up all the needed textbooks in the cabinet, Qin Jian put all the needed textbooks into his bag.
In front of the dormitory, I took a cell phone to take a panoramic view of the dormitory and sent it to the fat man.
...
After leaving Boer Art School, Qin Jian took a taxi to a Xinhua Bookstore near Yuehai Square, where he bought a set of tutoring materials and several sets of college entrance examination simulation papers, as well as two elementary German textbooks.
Then I went to the Digital City and walked around, spending more than 6,000 yuan to choose a domestic laptop.
Finally, I went shopping in the supermarket and bought two clusters of small bonsai in the flower garden in front of the supermarket.
At 5:40, I returned to the Sichuan restaurant at the entrance of the community and ate a piece of boiled fish.
At 6:30, we returned to 206.
...
After you get home, fill up the refrigerator.
I quickly replaced all the miscellaneous things on the desk with all the study materials, and finally placed two pots of small succulents on the corner of the table.
I turned on my computer and downloaded some commonly used software, and then found the competition videos of the Mozart finals in other competition areas of the Mozart Competition on the Internet.
"Sure enough, there are no clicks."
Seeing the number of clicks in less than a hundred figures, Qin Jian clicked on the first video.
moment.
"Philadelphia Symphony Orchestra."
Looking at the subtitle introduction on the screen, on the bright stage, the orchestra sat in a circle around the piano, and under the applause, a brown curly began to play from the stage.
"k271."
Qin Jian smiled and thought of Natsuki Aso.
Then he adjusted the volume of the music to a moderate level and put the computer aside.
I pulled out the blue compulsory course one from the textbook.
Qin Jian turned to the first page.
Chapter 1 [Concepts of Functions and Sets]
1.1 Collection
Lines of text passed quickly in front of his eyes, just like looking at a line of music score. Qin Jian read very quickly.
Just a moment later.
He suddenly hesitated and then closed the book.
He frowned.
The next second.
[Usually, we call...objects elements...and some objects...called sets]
In my mind, intermittent words appeared.
...
"I'm overthinking it."
"Sure enough, I read too much music scores."
Opening the book again, Qin Jian slowed down and started reading again with thought.
Time goes by little by little.
In the small space filled with Mozart's sweet melody, the sound of turning pages of paper occasionally came out.
...
And on the other side of the earth, in a large, bright room.
It is also filled with Mozart's piano melody, but this melody seems to be missing some content and does not sound full enough.
five minutes later.
The melody of the piano melody stopped.
Then there was a burst of heavy applause, "Great k448."
At the door of the room, the middle-aged man gently knocked on the door frame and said with a smile, "There is my concert tonight, are you interested in coming to hear it?"
In front of the black Steinway, Duan Ran shook his head, "No time."
"Okay," the man shook his shoulders, "If you change your mind before evening, you can tell Sarah and she will take you there. I have rehearsals in the afternoon, so I won't accompany you."
moment.
"Trust me, you will adapt to your new life soon."
The man said, gently closing the door and leaving.
With the sound of the door falling.
Duan Ran sighed softly and picked up the mobile phone on the piano. However, the screen of the mobile phone was the same as an hour ago, with no change.
"It's been an hour and this guy still hasn't responded to the message!"
"snort."
Duan Ran looked a little unhappy, but after a moment, when her eyes fell on the figure sitting in front of the piano on the wallpaper of her phone again, her facial expression softened.
"He's probably practicing the piano."
...
Giving up the idea of calling, the girl smiled softly and arranged the music scores on the piano.
I got up and went to the neat desk, picking up a somewhat old French book.
"I have to work hard too"
...
The afternoon sun shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows.