Chapter 247 It's the King of Qin Jian's Poisonous Tongue!
It's a sunny day.
"One fried dough stick, one cup of soy milk."
"Okay, take it."
Qin Jian came out of the breakfast shop at the entrance of the community, carrying soy milk and fried dough sticks in his mouth, and walked towards Boer's art school.
Before approaching the gate, I heard bursts of noisy sounds coming from the campus.
"Good morning, Uncle Ding."
"Here we go again, Qin Jian."
After saying hello to Uncle Ding at the door of the reception room, Qin Jian glanced around and was still shocked by the sight in front of him.
The campus at this moment is like a small art exam site. The boys are well-dressed and the girls are all gorgeous. I don't know, I really can't tell the difference between these sophomores and the art exam candidates.
But in reality it’s almost the same. They were of the same age, but now they’re wearing makeup. What can you tell?
"You just sit there, I'll go in and take a look around."
"go Go."
Compared with the "peers" around him, Qin Jian's clothes are not only conspicuous in the crowd, but also a little chilly.
However, his handsome face still attracted the attention of many flowers and plants.
"This is my dish~"
"Is he also a level 15 art candidate? I don't know what major he is in."
"Xiaoyu, do you think he is our future classmate?"
"Little fish!"
"Ah, wait a minute," the girl called Xiaoyu was pushed by a friend next to her, and she came to her senses for a moment, but her eyes still stayed on the back of the figure that just passed by, and she murmured.
, "He seems to be..."
"Qin Jian!!"
Following a shout from in front of the teaching building, Qin Jian quickly looked up.
On the steps at the door of the teaching building, Lu Desheng was grinning and waving to him. Under the morning light, his silver front teeth shone dazzlingly.
Wow.
The campus was in an uproar.
"Qin Jian?"
"Is it that Senior Brother Qin Jian?!"
"Where is it?"
"Wow~~~~"
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Listening to the discussion behind him, Qin Jian quickly accelerated his chewing speed, and walked quickly with numbness under his feet, and climbed up the steps of the teaching building.
"Good morning, Director Lu."
"Oh, Qin Jian, you have worked hard today, I feel relieved when you are here.
"Let's go up first, the other teachers are already ready."
Lu Desheng said and the two walked into the teaching building.
"In a moment, you will follow our school's monthly exam process..."
"But there are a few students you need to pay attention to. Principal Li has said hello. I will give you the list later..."
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"Sure enough, it's him." Fang Xiaoyu was a little excited.
"Tsk, tsk, Xiaoyu, pay attention to your expression." The companion next to her pushed her again.
at this time.
"Little fish!"
Fang Xiaoyu frowned when he heard the sound and couldn't help but turn around.
A tall boy holding a wrapping paper bag in his left hand was running over from the school gate.
The boy ran up to Fang Xiaoyu, handed the red paper bag in his hand to her, and said breathlessly, "Breakfast!"
Fang Xiaoyu frowned even more, "How many times have I told you that I don't need you to buy me breakfast? Do you really not understand?"
The boy was a little embarrassed and didn't know whether he should retract his hand in mid-air.
"Please don't do this again." Fang Xiaoyu said, holding the music folder in his hand and turning to leave.
The scene was desolate.
"What happened to her today?" The boy still looked at Fang Xiaoyu's companion with some confusion.
"Didn't she do the same thing the day before yesterday and the day before yesterday?" Fang Xiaoyu's companion shrugged sympathetically, "Eat it yourself, don't buy it in the future, bye."
As the broadcast sounded, the whole campus started to move.
Each candidate came to the designated waiting place according to his or her major.
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Large classroom 302, piano examination room.
On the spacious podium, a brand new kawai grand piano replaced the previous upright piano.
In the center of the classroom, in a row of five judges' seats, Qin Jian sat on the far left.
Lu Desheng originally arranged for him to sit in the middle, but it was at his strong request that he changed places with a female teacher.
Young people should keep a low profile.
"Teachers, get ready, the exam will begin soon." Lu Desheng left the classroom.
Then, five candidates entered the classroom one after another.
The last four sat next to the teacher's side wall.
The boy in a blue dress who came in first walked to the judges' table and bowed.
"Hello fellow judges, I am Li Chenghao from Nanshi No. 5 Middle School. The test pieces I brought today are Chopin's Black Keys Etude and the third movement of Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata."
After that, the male candidate bowed again and sat down in front of the piano.
"The condition looks pretty good."
Qin Jian secretly thought to himself and crossed the roster in his hand. Black Keys and Moonlight Three were common repertoires.
Looking past the other four judges again, all four of them nodded.
"start."
Qin Jian fell with a sound.
The boy in front of the piano raised his hands and started moving.
The next second.
A series of slower sound streams sounded.
"so slow."
This was Qin Jian's first reaction.
"There are too many sticky notes, the fingering is not clear, and the chord accents are not emphasized at all."
In less than three bars, Qin Jian knew that he didn’t need to listen anymore.
This piece of music was most likely practiced by this candidate in order to take the exam.
According to past practice, if He Jing was in the audience at this time, he should have stopped it.
However, Qin Jian still hesitated. After all, he was just a substitute, and there were four other teachers, so he could only observe for the time being.
"alright."
At this moment, a shout sounded from the middle of the judges' seat.
The examinee who was stopped showed no signs of abnormality and continued to play Moonlight III calmly.
It's just that the melody sounds as unsteady as ever.
Thirty seconds later.
"stop."
This time it was the male teacher on Qin Jian's side who stretched out his hand, "Okay."
"This classmate, I suggest you go back and sort out the details of these two works. Thank you."
This undoubtedly announced the result of this candidate on the spot.
"Next person."
As the voice on the side fell.
Qin Jian picked up a pen and drew a number on the score sheet.
"4."
The full score is 10, and 4 points cannot be higher for Qin Jian.
The first candidate took only three minutes from start to finish.
The next four candidates performed the test pieces they brought in turn, but none of them performed for more than 5 minutes.
Qin Jian felt that the third girl on the stage could play pretty well, compared to the other four.
So I gave it a score of 6.5 points.
After the first group of candidates left, several judges briefly discussed the scoring situation.
Only then did Qin Jian realize that his attack was too cruel.
After a brief summary, he adjusted the scoring criteria.
Classroom 302 welcomed the next group of candidates.
"Hello fellow judges..."
Gradually getting used to the rhythm of sitting in the judges' seat, Qin Jian also tried to express some of his own views and opinions.
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"stop."
"Rhythm is the skeleton of a piece of music, your music is falling apart."
"Next person."
.......
"stop."
"It is recommended to do some strength training on the little finger of your left hand. Believe me, this is your shortcut to college."
"Thanks."
"Next person"
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"stop."
"There's not much time until the art exam, I think you should change to an etude."
Qin Jian smiled and stopped the candidates who were playing again.