400. Good morning good night Shen Qingci's lesson fee
Qin Jian knew that this was not the taste of dessert.
The upgraded lens lasted less than a moment, and then returned to the normal 24 frames per second.
...
Ye Yi wiped off the grease stains from the corners of Qin Jian's mouth, folded the napkin in his hand and wiped the ketchup from the corners of his mouth.
The three minutes were almost up, and the remaining half box of French fries on the table was wiped out in an instant.
time up.
The date is over.
"Are you full?"
Ye Yi picked up the bag and shook his head.
Qin Jian touched his nose.
"Me too."
After carrying his bag, Ye Yi opened and closed his mouth slightly and made gestures.
The general idea is: I’ll treat you and Xiaoyu to dinner tonight.
After the two left, they ignored the couple sitting next to them before they dared to speak out.
Woman: "Tsk, tsk, it turns out that woman is mute."
Man: "What a pity."
Woman: "What's the pity?"
Man: "It's not a pity, it's not a pity."
Some people have mouths, but they are worse than dumb.
...
On the way back to school to pick up Fang Xiaoyu, he accidentally met Chen Tangjie and Ding Yaru who had just left school.
Ye Yi met the two of them on the stage of the party, but they had never met Ye Yi.
An introduction is naturally inevitable.
After Qin Jian's introduction, Ye Yi smiled and nodded to the two of them. Although she did not speak, she still gave people a generous and decent feeling.
"Hello, sister Ye Yi."
While Ding Yaru was amazed by Ye Yi's appearance, she unconsciously compared Ning Qianxia with her. Both of them had a hint of inner mature beauty, but the former gave people a more approachable feeling.
Chen Tangjie suggested that he be the host and the four of them get together for a simple meal.
"Today..." Qin Jian hesitated for a moment, then waved his hand, "Forget it, I'll have something to do later."
Tang Jie understood immediately: "Then let's wait for another day. Sister Ye won't be in a hurry to leave, right?"
Qin Jian looked at Ye Yi, who changed his look to a more elegant and young woman. This sudden change made Chen Ding and Chen Ding, who were standing aside, even more guessing about the relationship between the two.
In the end, Qin Jian wasn't sure when Ye Yi would leave, and he couldn't decide on his own at the moment, so he just said he would contact him again depending on the situation.
The four of them both separated.
"This sister and the president, they two..."
"It's hard to say...Qin Jian's emotional problems have always been confusing."
"You said that the president didn't attend the party last night because..."
"But Qin Jian slept in the dormitory last night..."
"Tsk tsk, that's not what I meant. Do you think everyone is like you..."
"Like me? Who doesn't want to live in the dormitory today?"
"Chen Tangjie, get out!"
...
Qin and Ye picked up Fang Xiaoyu and set off directly towards their destination.
“Barbecue!”
Fang Xiaoyu swept away the fatigue caused by practicing the piano.
Thinking that girls like to eat barbecue, Qin Jian picked a skewers place and wanted to drink two bottles.
Fang Xiaoyu naturally couldn't drink, so Ye Yi drank with him.
It's strange to say that both of them said they were not full before, but now the food they ordered was just for Fang Xiaoyu to eat alone.
Fang Xiaoyu couldn't eat anymore, so Qin Jian asked her to rest before eating.
After resting several times, Fang Xiaoyu finally couldn't help but smile: "Master, I really can't rest anymore."
Qin Jian looked at the time and saw that it was already past nine o'clock. "We won't rest if we can't rest. Let's go out and move around."
After the meal, Qin Jian took the two girls for a walk around the area, and then sent them back.
Outside the hotel, the three of them made an appointment to meet at the opera hall tomorrow morning.
When he returned to school, the piano room was already closed, so Qin Jian went directly to 309 without going back to the dormitory.
I spent less than thirty minutes practicing several times what I will perform at the opening ceremony tomorrow morning.
After a burst of fast and intensive bass tremolo ended, his fingers suddenly stopped.
"So be it."
He sighed, and it seemed that the siren of an electric car not far from the school gate attracted his attention, and he looked out the window for a moment.
A turn of the wrist.
A series of extremely fast jumping arpeggios leapt out.
Xiao Lian op10.no1, Xiao Lian's first piece, etude in C major.
It’s been a long time since I’ve carefully observed Qin Jian’s performance of Chopin’s etudes.
With his still calm expression, his gaze seemed to be fixed on a certain point outside the window, and only his long fingers were running on the keyboard.
The tempo sounds neither faster nor slower than before, and the style is still as consistent as ever with its unique timbre and graininess.
Even when playing Chopin's phrasing, he could secretly take a breath in the phrasing without affecting the impact that the fingertips should have at that moment.
The bright C major seemed to have just illuminated the night sky, and the whole song ended in the low, double-octave dol of the last set.
Just at the last moment when the final sound of dol faded away, the left hand on the piano pressed the la note again with a leftward cross-finger across six degrees, and the right hand pressed a set of minor sixth chords with a force of p.
The afterglow of C major fell simultaneously
Performed in a minor.
op10.no2, the second etude of Chopin.
Rubinstein once called it a melancholic little mood painting, with various fast chromatic scales competing to be performed on the keyboard. The 345 fingers of Qin Jian's right hand were like three elegant butterflies shuttled among the black and white flowers.
One song after another.
There was no disruption to the order until after playing op10.no12 "Revolution", he moved his neck and returned his eyes to the piano.
Pulling his arms, his fingers changed again, and a clear A-flat major melody flowed out, like a shepherd boy's piccolo, extremely unique, with a slightly sweet flavor in the melancholy.
Like love, but also a little confused.
The performer doesn't know what's going on in his mind at this moment. The music only follows his eyes, sometimes sentimental and sometimes longing.
The scene switches back and forth between the white mist of the mountain stream and the city's roads, and the ending is like praying under the night sky with eager eyes.
Op25.no1.
For the first time, Qin Jian noticed the emotion placed in Chopin's works.
Young and shy, but hot.
"Ding."
A slight smile flashed across the corner of the mouth, and the music changed again.
Op25.no2, F minor takes over the atmosphere of 309.
Change follows change.
...
Once again, when the endless sea took over the lament of the winter wind, op25.no11 handed over the final song to op25.no12.
C minor always carries the composer's unyielding will, and so does Chopin.
For the first time, Qin Jian tried to play Chopin's twenty-four etudes without interruption, starting from the first one.
At this moment, twenty-three songs have been completed, which took more than one hour, four minutes and twenty-seven seconds.
Perhaps it was because Qin Jian had been playing continuously for more than an hour that his physical strength could not keep up. In the last piece titled "The Sea", his ups and downs of arpeggios did not have the ferocious tsunami-like feeling of ordinary performers.
His playing was not fast and his state was calm.
From the beginning, the music was like diving into the bottom of the sea.
But he has been moving forward unswervingly.
Finally, where it should end, the music stops.
The teaching building became quiet under the night sky, the campus became quiet, and the wild cat under the corner meowed and scurried into the darkness.
The battery car alarm outside the window was still ringing. Qin Jian raised his sore arms and looked out the window again.
After a long time.
After his emotions calmed down, Qin Jian took out his notebook and pen from his bag.
Turned to the page about recording the Chopin Competition.
‘Etudes No. 1, op25.no1.’
After closing the book, he went to the hard bed in the corner and lay down.
Still not eager to open the space to look for anything, he knew it was time to sleep.
Tonight is just part of the daily piano practice. Due to Ye Yi's arrival, Qin Jian has not completed the daily piano practice plan on time in the past two days.
So there was the scene of practicing and playing twenty-four Chopin etudes in one breath. This was a brand new attempt.
The only regret is that there is no audience.
This is the audience's regret, but Qin Jian unexpectedly gained - op25.no1.
This was how Qin Jian's first etude piece in the Chopin Competition was born.
As for his love-like thing, he felt that it would be another required course on his way to playing the piano.
...
"It turned out that Chopin was emotionally invested..."