315. The Countdown to Xiaosai, a Generation of Purpose Discourse
There's no harm in playing around.
Although the morning passed and poor Steinway was still in a semi-paralyzed state, Qin Jian felt that he had gained a lot from lunch.
Huang Cheng simply opened a new door for him.
Less than two o'clock, the two returned to 309.
"Qin Jian, please continue to tune the piano while I write the paper."
"Won't it bother you?"
"Don't bother me. Brother Shuang used to play the violin next to me every day."
"Huh? Brother Shuang still has this side job."
"There are a lot of things you don't know. From now on, you can just practice here. If you don't have anything to do, you can let me prostitute the future grand pianist for free.
"Sister, please stop making trouble."
"Okay, stop talking and start working."
...
Two hours later.
Qin Jian put away the tools and wiped the piano body from head to toe.
A brilliant grand piano reappeared before our eyes.
I sat in front of the piano and played a few scales.
"good."
Qin Jian spent the entire afternoon in front of the piano.
I reviewed Mozart's works in detail.
...
"Qin Jian, aren't you going to eat?"
At 6:30 in the afternoon, Huang Cheng completed his thesis and was ready to leave 309.
Qin Jian didn't stop. He made a dexterous decorative sound with his right hand, raised his head at the place where the quarter rest was, and said: "Senior sister, go ahead and don't worry about me."
"There is food in the refrigerator that I have stored. You can do whatever you want. You're welcome. Bye."
Then he closed the door gently and left.
...
There are about two months left before recording the CD, and Qin Jian's track list has been pulled out and downloaded.
The rest of the time is polishing.
Although I need to allocate some time and energy to opera, this does not mean that I can relax on the piano.
Not only Mozart's recording works, including the Concerto No. 3, but also the remaining 7 Chopin etudes, are all Qin Jian will break through this semester, and on this basis, he also plans to experience other periods.
The composer's works.
As for time, there will always be a squeeze.
At 10:30, Qin Jian closed the piano cover and left 309.
I passed by the supermarket and bought some bread, chewed it and returned to the dormitory.
End of a fulfilling day.
...
Good morning again.
Early in the morning, the three people in the dormitory all put on formal coats and hurried to various review examination rooms.
Qin Jian was about to practice piano when he unexpectedly received a call from Shen Qingci.
"Come to office 203."
Walking to the door of the office, Qin Jian noticed the door number - 'Piano Department Teaching and Research Office.'
Push the door open and enter.
Shen Qingci, whom I haven't seen for a long time, is still dressed casually as before, but he looks much more energetic than before.
Reminiscent of the conversation I had with Shen Qingci at the wooden house in Tokyo, so I was not surprised to see him, Ci Qinjian, here, with a little joy.
"Teacher Shen." Qin Jian greeted with a smile, "Is Sister Lin Jun back too?"
However, Shen Qingci's expression was not so good.
He ignored Qin Jian's question and frowned: "What do you think, kid? It's okay to choose to stay in China for the time being, but what major did you choose?"
"baffling!"
Qin Jian admitted his mistake and explained: "You know, I didn't take the piano department exams of several domestic music conservatories at all when I relied on it, and I didn't get the last professional certificate, so I didn't even have a piano when I applied for it.
Department’s professional code.”
"Shit!"
Shen Qingci couldn't help but roll his eyes, "It's okay for you to lie to Duan Ran. Didn't I tell you in Vienna? Give me a call before filling in your application. Besides, which music conservatory's piano department doesn't want to recruit you?
Did you choose this one?"
"Teacher Shen, calm down," Qin Jian touched his nose, "Aren't you back now?"
"You!" Qin Jian
After saying this, Shen Qingci could only stare and have nothing to say.
moment.
"There will be an exchange meeting on Rach's piano works at the Tchaikovsky Conservatory of Music at the end of the year. Do you want to go?"
Qin Jian's eyes shone: "I think so!"
"But it's a bit troublesome now."
Shen Qingci told Qin Jian what happened in the conference room yesterday.
"Aren't you having trouble speaking?" Qin Jian didn't expect such a thing to happen.
"It's useless. If the old man doesn't nod, the dean can't do anything."
Qin Jian was speechless, but he had to go to this exchange meeting. At worst, he would just make a joke and disappear.
"It's still early, we'll talk about it later." Shen Qingci asked Qin Jian to sit down, "How are you? What did you practice after returning home?"
Qin Jian talked about the content of the holiday practice and also talked about the practice plan for this semester.
After hearing this, Shen Qingci breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Well, it's not bad."
After a pause, he continued: "I don't care about your other things in school, but you must guarantee me 60 hours of piano practice time a week. If you can't squeeze out the time, don't sleep. Anyway, there is piano in 309
bed."
Qin Jian was shocked when he heard this, "Isn't this the secret of the 309 Teaching and Research Office?"
Shen Qingci smiled angrily and said, "I pretended to be the piano, and I built the bed."
"ha?!"
"Okay, anyway, I have already signed up for you for next year's competition. You have an idea."
"ha?!!"
One wave after another.
"I have to go to class. Let's talk about Xiao Sai later. You can take these two music folders back and practice them first."
Shen Qingci stood up and picked up the two gray music stands on the table and handed them to Qin Jian, "Beethoven will be put aside for now, and I will practice Chopin's mazurkas and preludes. If there is enough time, I will try to finish Prokofi by the end of the year."
Play three sets of Jeff's war sonatas."
"Is there a problem?"
Qin Jian took the music stand, nodded heavily and said, "I'll try my best."
"Come to class every Tuesday and Thursday morning from now on."
...
"Hoo~"
After leaving the office, Qin Jian let out a long sigh.
It seems that I am quite busy this semester.
As for the Chopin Competition.
"Did it come a little too fast?"
Smiling to himself, he turned around and went up to the third floor.
It seems that if we miss next year, we will have to wait until 2020.
But where does the origin of Shen Qingci and 309 start? I didn’t have time to ask just now.
There is also an old man I have never met before. What kind of person is he? From the known perspectives, the only intersection that can be found is that he is "weird".
curious.
Opening the door of 309, the room was empty, and Qin Jian sat in front of the piano.
"We'll find out when we get to class."
"Practice the piano."
...
At 6:30 in the afternoon, the review exam for all freshmen ended. It was said to be an exam, but in fact it was just a formality. The main purpose of this exam room was to serve as a talent show for teachers from various majors.
Local players like Chen Tangjie had their own professional teachers before enrolling, and they naturally followed their previous professional teachers after enrolling.
But there are also visitors from outside the province like Wang Xiaoliang.
"Hahaha, I'm attracted by the dean of the department. I'll treat everyone to dinner tonight."
On the way to the second meal, Wang Xiaoliang held his Tu Pipa and shouted happily.
"The cafeteria is so insincere~" Chen Tangjie said, "We should thank Xia Shu for running back and forth all afternoon."
Wang Xiaoliang said: "We have some business tonight, right? This weekend, our two dormitories will have a social gathering. I will treat you to dinner, and you will treat me to a song. There is nothing wrong with it. Xia Shu also accompanies you, okay?"
"Okay, let's plan this for now and ask everyone about their weekend time tonight."
At this moment, Chen Tangjie's cell phone rang.
"It's Qin Jian."
Chen Tangjie clicked on the speakerphone.
moment.
"At half past seven, classroom three on the fourth floor of the teaching building. Bring your family and bring a few bottles of ice water when you come. This classroom is too hot."