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387. There are three keyboard players who refuse to take drugs in the trip

The third part is the various master classes and sponsor shows after the official conclusion of the seminar.

This is also common practice. For an event like this, the funding can be imagined.

Qin Jian originally thought it was nothing, but after Shen Qingci's introduction, he became interested again - about the lineup of master classes - many of which Qin Jian had never even heard of, but Shen Qingci mysteriously told

He has many great characters.

"Not every master likes to be active in the public eye."

These words reminded him of the lounge opposite the Imperial Hotel, where there was an old man playing Sibelius every Wednesday and Friday afternoon, and the wise old lady in the garden of the Vienna University of Music and Performing Arts.

"But they also want to join in the fun of truly meaningful events."

Just like this seminar on Rachmaninoff's works, as the last Romantic pianist of the Russian music school, Rach's works indeed have too much for future generations to ponder.

Qin Jian suddenly became more interested in this seminar.

What kind of Rachmaninoff will those seniors who are hiding in the city bring to the table?

On the way to the canteen, Qin Jian kept fantasizing in his mind.

Perhaps the world of piano is more than what you see and hear in front of you. Just like Shen Qingci casually used an ordinary upright piano in class and played a random piece of piano, which made his heart surge.

How many characters like Shen Qingci are there in the world? How do their students absorb and digest them in the classroom? How will these students express themselves on the stage?

"expect."

...

"Brother, I have to discuss the party with my classmates during lunch."

At the door of the second meal, Natsuki stopped.

Qin Jian came back to his senses and said with a smile: "Okay, I have to express my opinions more."

"I will try hard and pay my respects to you, brother." Xia Shu waved his hand and walked towards the meal.

"bye."

Qin Jian also turned around and came to the second meal.

After ordering a portion of Mapo Tofu, Qin Jian calmed down his emotions.

Chewing rice, he reopened the panel.

In the last slot of the inventory, there is an additional bottle that looks somewhat similar to Chris's Crazy Potion.

A little shorter, a little fatter.

The liquid in the bottle is a little green.

[Chris' Intermediate Tremolo Potion]: After use, it can slightly increase the intensity and density of the contractor's tremolo playing.

Tremolo is an advanced technique, and many famous piano textbooks include special etudes written for it by performers.

Hanon, Czerny, Moszkovsky, Chopin, and Liszt have all written.

Especially Liszt, Qin Jian once believed that Liszt preferred tremolo technique because he wanted to show off his strength.

But it is true that the thrilling tremolo technique requires strict control of the strength of the entire wrist and fingers as well as the coordination of the muscles of the whole body.

"use or not?"

A warning sound rang in my ears.

Qin Jian chose No, then turned off the panel and continued eating.

"This kind of technique is reassuring because of the muscle memory you have developed on your own."

...

There were no classes throughout the afternoon of his freshman year. After lunch, Qin Jian went directly to the piano room and started practicing.

I still went through the daily must-do exercises according to the plan.

Two hours later, he started a new round of practice of pulling three. During the afternoon practice, he felt that the Rogaine on his lower finger was much more stable, and he felt less frizzy in his heart.

Probably because Shen Qingci's words in the morning touched him again.

On the one hand, it is possible to see some unheard masters, and on the other hand, it is the special concert of Hua Guo Yuan.

Although it is not a competition, it still feels like fighting for honor.

Shen Qingci's words did not put pressure on the two of them, but Qin Jian could still feel the importance he attached to this concert.

This is related to many issues, such as the school's face issue, the piano department's face issue, and his face issue.

Everyone knows that Shen Qingci is strong at heart.

Qin Jian is feeling a little bit stressed now, especially since he was clearly informed before the end of get out of class that he would be the finale of this concert.

Playing La San + the finale.

Given such an important responsibility, one can imagine the pressure on Qin Jian.

He also asked Shen Qingci jokingly: "Teacher Shen, I can play the second string with Xia Shu, and you can play the third string yourself."

It's just a joke, and Shen Qingci didn't pay for his joke.

"Get ready, Qin Jian."

...

One afternoon passed, and Qin Jian practiced very fulfillingly and very solidly.

When I picked up the phone again, it was already 18:13 and there was a new message.

Teacher Shen: ‘Don’t make any arrangements tomorrow night, the opera hall will be on time at 19:30 and don’t be late’

Qin Jian didn't think much and started editing.

Let it go: Don’t worry, Teacher Shen

After packing up his things and leaving the piano room, Qin Jian bought some bread and went directly to the theater building.

As soon as he entered the corridor, he heard the metallic strumming sound of an electric guitar in the distance.

I gently pushed open the rehearsal hall door, and as expected.

On the stage, Wang Xiaoliang was holding a red electric guitar angrily, with an effector and stereo under his feet.

Anyone who has been in a band knows these things.

"President."

"President."

Several voice members who were eating box lunches in the audience saw Qin Jian coming.

"You guys eat, don't be in a hurry."

Qin Jian said and went on stage.

As soon as he came on stage, Tang Jie came over in two steps holding the score of Rock Canon: "I'm about to call you. Please help me see what's going on with my hands in this place where the three voices come in together."

Get it." He pointed to a place on the score page.

"Don't worry, don't worry, your gestures must be very clear in this place..."

Qin Jian’s small class opens.

...

Tonight is the rehearsal that everyone has scheduled - Rock Canon.

Qin Jian has not been very involved in this matter in the past two days, but the members of the Figaro Spring Club in the Orchestra Department have been very busy.

Ever since Qin Jian announced the suspension of club rehearsals, everyone's energy has been focused on this show.

Compared to the pure classical music rehearsal, the rock canon full of modern electronic elements made everyone full of expectations.

"When classical meets rock."

The little cutie has even thought of the title of the copy for the day of the party.

In the afternoon, everyone started to get busy for the rehearsal in the evening. Although everyone was already familiar with the rehearsal process, Qin Jian and Ning Qianxia were not here, so everyone still felt a little weak.

Especially Chen Tangjie, he felt at ease now that Qin Jian was here.

"But let's talk about Tang Jie first."

"This time I will listen to your command. The keyboard player is only responsible for the keyboard, and Chen is the conductor." Qin Jian joked, while Wang Xiaoliang strummed the strings nearby to add to the fun.

Everyone laughed.

At seven o'clock sharp.

Rehearsal officially begins.

Qin Jian sat in front of the electric piano located behind the string section. From this angle, he saw the orchestra and the conductor from a completely different perspective.

"interesting."

Gently brushing against the cold keys, his mood relaxed from the afternoon practice.

Qin Jian breathed out softly as he quickly recalled the fragments of his voice in his mind.

"Finally, I can play by myself."

It was quiet.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Chen Tangjie on the podium.

Beside Chen Tangjie, Wang Xiaoliang was carrying his red electric guitar in high spirits.

"Saucy~"


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