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393. Inspiring and Feeling Busy Qin Jian's Busy Academy

The black figure walked under the beam without bowing. In silence, he took off his black dress and seemingly casually threw the clothes under the raised piano board.

The black dress covered the bass strings.

moment.

He sat down.

Surprisingly, there was no applause from the audience. Everyone understood that the party had already begun.

The first show seemed to be all about it.

Some people know that the figure in front of the piano is Qin Jian, some don't know, and some are not sure.

In the middle left seat, a quiet gaze blinked at the figure in front of the piano.

Her smile was as quiet as her eyes. From time to time, people around her looked at her sideways, and she knew it.

She has learned to get used to it.

"when----"

At this moment, a dull but explosive super bass note forced everyone's attention to the stage.

On the stage, Qin Jian's left thumb and big thumb jumped back and forth quickly, from strong to weak, then from weak to strong. The only thing that remained unchanged was that the frequency of the jumps became faster and faster.

The dazzling warm-up ended suddenly in an inadvertent moment. He raised his left hand from the far left side of the keyboard and pressed la again, and then swung his arm forward forcefully.

A scraping that spans six octaves from low to high seems to announce that the music is coming.

"Shua————"

Before the swish sound on the stage fell silent, Qin Jian's right wrist flicked in mid-air and fell to stir up a chord.

Then there is a piano sound with a strong sense of rhythm, which is like the plucking of strings.

The classic melodic rhythm of free tango.

"The sound of this piano is so unique."

After hearing this strange sound, gradually some people in the audience began to pay attention to the clothes that were initially pressed against the piano board.

This was indeed planned, and it was Qin Jian's little trick.

But obviously he succeeded, just after everyone's attention was attracted by the sound of the piano imitating string picking, the second beat of the next measure.

Qin Jian raised his hands and the whole hall fell into silence for a second.

Time seemed to be blocked. During a pause in the empty shooting, his right hand ripped off the dress that was pressed against the strings.

When the right hand is raised and lowered, there are two chords, one deep and one shallow.

The crisp and powerful tone of the piano appeared on the stage, replacing the sound of plucking the strings just now, like the perfect connection of two parts.

The audience exclaimed.

“Cool!!!”

Qin Jian was very satisfied with the reaction of the audience. Seeing the admiration value that had not soared for a long time, he was so satisfied that he couldn't help but speed up his hands again.

Libertango.

One of the most representative works of Piazzolla, the father of Argentine tango.

There is no official academic conclusion on the origin of tango music to this day, but this does not prevent it from being deeply loved by the public for its unique dance steps and novel music. It has spread all over the world and is still popular today.

Qin Jian is not deeply involved in Tango culture, but in order to better connect and arrange the music during the days when he was preparing for Carmen and One Step Away, he also spent a lot of time and energy looking up a lot of relevant information.

The early formation of Tango music was related to the life of prostitutes in Bohemia. It first became popular at the bottom of society. Taverns, cafes, and brothels were the soil that nurtured it.

It is noisy, violent, and full of sexual implications. When it was introduced to Europe from the Americas in the 20th century, it caused an uproar in the European music industry at that time due to its vulgar and pornographic characteristics.

But it didn't take long for the aristocratic ladies to be addicted to this kind of music with deep emotions and beautiful melodies.

This is another mood of tango, melancholic and nostalgic.

The tango played by Qin Jian does not have that decadent capitalist atmosphere. His eyes are indifferent, his fingers are light, and the non-greasy dotted rhythm sticks between the syncopations, making it difficult to tell for a moment whether it is desire or not. The additional point of rising first and suppressing is the syncopated beat blocked in the middle of passion.

The haze is full of strong teasing.

Just like the dance steps of a gypsy girl waving her skirt, sometimes urgent, sometimes calm and changeable.

Qin Jian's magical fingers outline the charming melody, making people fascinated and unable to extricate themselves.

I don’t know when the musical climax that arouses hormone secretion will arrive, just like when it quietly recedes, no one notices it.

"when!"

There was a crisp sound, like half a chord, or like two unrelated notes being pressed at the same time.

As the last note of the music ended, the award stage was illuminated for a moment.

Twelve sets of warm lights in the concert hall illuminate every corner of the hall.

Qin Jian loosened the collar of his shirt, blew a breath, then adjusted his expression and stood up to face the audience.

Facing the overwhelming applause, Qin Jian bowed slightly, but the four hosts who were supposed to appear did not appear at this time, which made him a little embarrassed.

"It's different from what I promised."

The applause was even greater.

Qin Jian didn't know what to do for a while, so he had no choice but to pick up a microphone above the piano.

Seeing this, the audience became quiet.

"Ahem, let me first state that I am not the host tonight." Qin Jian's tone was full of a sense of variety show, and there was a burst of laughter from the audience.

Then he looked around and said: "But I still welcome every audience who came to the scene tonight. Thank you for coming. I hope that the next two and a half hours will be enough for you to gain enough happiness."

"Thanks!"

After that, he bowed gently, and as he bowed, his eyes anxiously looked towards the backstage door.

Fortunately, the door was opened at this moment.

Looked up.

"Next, let's give a round of applause to tonight's hosts." He didn't want to say the four hosts, but when he said it, he changed it to the hosts.

The audience applauded and cheered again, and then the explosive music sounded. Only three hosts walked out of the backstage doors on both sides of the stage.

Damn, sure enough.

However, Qin Jian secretly breathed a sigh of relief, clapped his hands, gave up his position in the center of the stage, and left from a corner behind the scenes with his dress jacket.

Although something happened, at least it was enough from the opening to the performance to the presentation in front of the audience.

As soon as Qin Jian arrived backstage, he wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"What are you doing?"

His tone was not questioning the several student union members responsible for stage control at the backstage, but he really didn't understand how the stage procedures could be changed at any time.

If it hadn't been for the fact that there was a microphone beside him just now, he would have really left the stage.

Everyone looked at each other, no one dared to answer.

moment.

Qin Jian shrugged and spoke at a fast pace: "It doesn't matter, just figure out the next process and don't get into trouble again."

After a pause, "This is the first party hosted by our 14th-grade freshmen. Let's at least make it complete. Come on, everyone."

After saying that, Qin Jian took the wet wipes handed over by a classmate: "Thank you."

Wiping his forehead, he walked towards the largest lounge backstage.

"Next is the canon."

"expect."

Qin Jian is looking forward to the canon, but he also feels that today's liebertango is very enjoyable to play. This kind of enjoyment is different from playing the three-k491.

I just feel that the tango tastes a bit different, not as high-end as Ning Qianxia's.

"Hey, you're also guest-hosting?"

When Ning Qianxia walked towards him, Qin Jian curled his lips and said, "Don't mention it."

"Looking back, we're getting ready to go on stage." Ning Qianxia said as several members of the a cappella choir came over behind her.

"Everyone, come on!" Qin Jian raised his voice.

"come on!

"come on!"

"come on!"

There was a cheering sound in the corridor.


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