According to some students who had woken up late at night, there was some movement coming from the rehearsal hall on the first floor of the theater at around four in the morning.
This has had an extremely negative impact on the school.
Firstly, it not only exaggerates the tense atmosphere before the end of the semester, but secondly, there are also great safety risks.
Although it was the weekend, no one could talk about staying out at night, but it was still a violation of the school's dormitory regulations.
Early in the morning, Qin Jian felt like he was woken up by a phone call from Shen Qingci as soon as he lay down.
"Come to the office!"
The tone sounded particularly unfriendly.
This forced Qin Jian to drag his tired body out of bed. Fortunately, he almost fell asleep in bed on the last day before boarding the plane.
Otherwise, it would be a long journey plus rehearsing until midnight as soon as we land, and we would not be able to kill people.
"Good morning, Teacher Shen is going to fuck me."
After replying a text message to Duan Ran, Qin Jian sighed and left the dormitory amidst three distinctive snores.
Piano Office.
After not seeing each other for two months, Shen Qingci really seems to have changed a bit.
This was Qin Jian's first reaction. Although the other party had changed since they met again in Vienna after parting ways in Tokyo, he looked slightly different now than when he was in Vienna.
He almost always has a stubble, but he has shaved his chin cleanly to look more like his name.
But Qin Jian asked out of curiosity: "Teacher Shen, your beard?"
Shen Qingci glared at Qin Jian angrily: "What happened last night?! Someone from the Student Affairs Office called me early this morning, saying that you took the lead in violating school rules and disciplines."
"this..."
Qin Jian really didn't realize this problem. Now that he thought about it, he felt a little ashamed and said: "I'm sorry, Teacher Shen, for causing you trouble. If the school imposes any punishment, just give it to me. Everyone
I kept them all until midnight."
"I mean it."
"Bah, you can say this," Shen Qinci laughed angrily at Qin Jian's words, "Which leader doesn't treat you as a piece of cake and punish you?"
Qin Jian scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed.
"Aha~" An awkward smile
"And make your club more peaceful. Recently, teachers in many departments have reported that students skipped classes to attend rehearsals. I am talking about you. Although several department heads did not say anything, you are still students after all. Rehearsal
No matter how important it is, we still have to abide by the minimum school rules and disciplines."
After a pause, Shen Qingci continued: "They are different from you after all."
moment.
"Don't worry, Teacher Sheng, I know."
Qin Jian looks really well-behaved.
"Okay," Shen Qingci smiled, "Sit down."
Qin Jian took a breath and sat opposite Shen Qingci.
"How's it going? Is Duan Ran okay now?" Shen Qingci threw a bottle of water to Qin Jian and lit a cigarette himself.
"Duan Ran is doing very well. Her mazurkas are getting better and better. She should be preparing to practice Brahms recently, but she has been practicing Chopin, and she will also participate in the Chopin competition next year."
Shen Qingci nodded and then asked: "Is she living at school or at home now?"
Qin Jian thought for a moment, but he was really not sure about this question, "Let's go to school. I live at home, but I should live in school more often."
Shen Qingci sighed.
Seeing that the other party was hesitant to speak, Qin Jian originally wanted to ask about Duan Ran's family issues, but he had some doubts about this before leaving in Tokyo.
But when I think about it, since Duan Ran hasn't said anything to me yet, it seems that I shouldn't ask others in private.
Neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere was about to fall into silence.
"I know," Shen Qingci dusted off the cigarette ashes, inhaled slightly, and said with a smile, "What about you, how have you gained after running for two months? When will the record be released?"
"The date in the contract is December 6th. I don't care much about this. It's all a matter for DG and the Mozart Organizing Committee."
"As for the harvest," Qin Jian couldn't help but smile, "How can I put it, the harvest is really big, the Berlin Philharmonic is really amazing."
"Of course, how is Sayevi's health now?" Shen Qingci asked.
"It looks good, very tough, and the DG recording classical recording hall is also quite interesting. I found that the feeling of playing the piano in the recording hall is really different from that on the stage."
"Sense of space."
Qin Jian said, "Yes, it's the sense of space, especially with the earphones, it feels amazing."
Shen Qingci laughed: "When you have the opportunity to participate in a recording session with 500 people, it will feel even more different then."
"Five hundred people?!"
"Don't be surprised, there are still thousands of people present."
"cao~~"
...
As he spoke, the time quickly reached noon. Perhaps it was this trip that broadened Qin Jian's horizons. Perhaps it was the accumulation of this year's running that was finally fully fermented in more than a month of retreat in Salzburg. In short,
In the chat with Shen Qingci, Qin Jian expressed a lot of his current views on piano music and no longer relied too much on what he gained in space.
"So, you have already mastered the piano practice?" This made Shen Qingci feel more at ease. What he was most worried about was that Qin Jian had slacked off in practicing the piano in the past two months. He visited Russia at the beginning of the year to study his works.
Qin Jian is the trump card in his hand.
"It's almost there. Although there are still some issues that I haven't figured out yet, they should have been resolved at this stage."
Shen Qingci became even more excited when he heard this tone, "Play it to me."
As soon as Qin Jian sat down in front of the piano, Shen Qingci suddenly stood up and said, "Wait a minute, let's change places and change pianos."
After that, he took Qin Jian to the largest Steinway classroom in the Qinfang Building.
As soon as you enter the door, in the huge space, a white D-shaped concert-grade Steinway is shining in the warm winter sun shining through the glass window.
"This piano is so beautiful," Qin Jian said, "I envy my classmates in the piano department."
"This is the classroom that the school just assigned to me last month. I originally planned to wait for you to come back and give you a key, but who knew that you disappeared as soon as you ran away." Shen Qingci laughed and scolded, "Come on, let me
Listen to the noise."
Qin Jian sat in front of the piano and breathed softly.
For a while, the echo in the snow-capped mountains echoed in my mind, and for a while, the gray sea surface appeared again.
When two scenes that could never appear in one scene gradually merge together.
He dropped his hands.
...
The campus seems particularly quiet on weekends.
Only the piano room is a lively place.
But when the piano sound suddenly sounded in a certain piano room, it didn't take long for the entire piano room to become quiet.
This makes the already conspicuous piano sound even more prominent.
"It's the first movement of La San."
"Second floor!"
"Oh my God, who is playing La San?!"
"Let's go, let's go and see."
It didn't take long for the corridor on the second floor to become crowded.
The more than 40 minutes of Rachmaninoff's Third Piano Concerto is enough to make everyone stand on their feet.
There were also people standing in the open space outside the piano room and looking up at the most conspicuous piano room on the second floor. They could vaguely hear the sound of the piano coming from the direction of a figure standing by the window.
He is listening.
Who's playing?
...
He plays during the day and he plays at night.
Yes.
Except for classes and rehearsal time, Qin Jian's college life seems to have returned to normal.
Practice, rehearse, take classes, sleep.
The teacher and classmates were surprised that Qin Jian actually appeared in the public classroom.
Li Sanli even threatened to fail Qin Jian's professional courses in the first semester.
Qin Jian knew that this old man was definitely not just talking.
But what can he do?
After rehearsing all night that night, the orchestra underwent slight changes.
Although the change is not big, it seems that they no longer have to skip classes to catch up with rehearsal progress.
Everything is developing in an orderly and better direction.
This week, more than half of it has passed in the blink of an eye.
Apart from those worries in his heart, Qin Jian likes this kind of life.
But he knows.
...
"We will set off the day after tomorrow. Let's adjust ourselves in the past two days."