406. Svo Airport! There are always two or three things before departure
"Teacher Kumonosuke is also a very good piano professor in Tokyo. He is very good at arranging folk songs."
Natsuki introduced it to everyone and explained, "This piece is her version of our second national anthem."
I see.
Everyone can still see the proud expression on Natsuki's face when she speaks the second national anthem. Although she is a member of the Huaguo Conservatory of Music delegation at the moment, hearing the music of her hometown on such an occasion makes her blood boil.
The sense of honor inside emerged.
The reception became more and more lively.
"Qin Jian, why don't you go up and play a song?" Cai Song looked at the empty piano, took another glass of wine from the passing waiter, and said after a while: "There has been no movement over there at the Haishi Conservatory of Music."
Su La looked at Qin Jian. She didn't understand Chinese, but she could understand the pronunciation of 'qinjian' better.
Xia Shu looked at Qin Jian expectantly and said excitedly: "Brother, are you going to play?"
Qin Jian had actually been observing Shen Qingci's movements, and at the same time, he was playing some melody fragments crazily in his mind.
Although everything is spontaneous at the moment, it can be seen that people from universities in almost every country have already appeared.
Logically speaking, no matter whether it is Haiyuan or Huaguoyuan, someone should be on the stage at this moment.
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Shen Qingci was also waiting. He felt that naming people by name would be pointless.
As for the Haishi Conservatory of Music, they are also waiting. They feel that someone from the Huaguo Academy should step forward in this situation.
And in this situation, no one is willing to come out without complete assurance.
Another two minutes passed.
Qin Jian glanced at each other across the distance, and he received the signal of the other party's nod.
He had no choice but to take the job. As the core figure of the Huaguo Yuan this time, it seemed that this burden could not escape him.
He once again reviewed the Chinese Rhapsody in his mind. He had not played this piece for a long, long time.
Just when he was about to get up.
Suddenly, a figure walked out of the crowd of foreigners.
"!!!"
Qin Jian was startled, his pupils and heart beating violently at the same time.
Everyone's eyes, including Shen Qingci's, were fixed on the figure walking towards the piano.
The people at the Haishi Conservatory of Music directly shouted the words "senior sister".
"Tsk."
Cai Song clicked his tongue and looked at Qin Jian: "The opportunity to be in the limelight was snatched by others."
Qin Jian raised his eyebrows and said, "What does it matter? She is the same as me."
"Do you know each other?" Cai Song asked suspiciously.
Qin Jian smiled and said nothing.
Seeing Qin Jian pretending to be mysterious, Cai Song stopped asking any more questions and returned his eyes to the piano. Looking at the woman sitting in front of the piano, he couldn't help but search in his mind.
When did Haishi Conservatory of Music produce such a number one senior sister?
Just then, the woman in front of the piano moved.
As soon as the sound of the piano sounded, Qin Jian felt relieved. It was the Ode to the Yellow River, and he knew it could not be another song.
As soon as it comes up, there is a series of affectionate and nostalgic melody.
Then several sonorous and powerful column chords opened the hot and majestic movement.
Every Chinese person present knows that this is the second movement of the Yellow River Concerto, Ode to the Yellow River.
It's just that there is no orchestra accompaniment at this moment, and there is no solemn cello to introduce the slow melody. If it were not, there would be nothing. The performer relies on the repeated statement of the melody to set off the atmosphere of the music.
Gradually, the entire hall became completely quiet, leaving only the swaying figure in front of the piano.
An ode to the Yellow River seemed to set off a huge wave of waves in the dimly lit hall, and the turbid currents meandered gracefully, forming a series of nine meanders.
The strong octave sound flow is like running from the foot of Kunlun Mountain to the edge of the Yellow Sea, with magnificent waves on the north and south sides.
Shen Qingci stood up, Cai Song stood up, each member of the delegation from the Chinese Conservatory of Music stood up, and then every Chinese person present stood up.
At this moment, a feeling of immense pride arose in the hearts of every Chinese.
Aso Natsuki didn't understand why the two men around her looked a little excited, but she could hear the rich emotions, magnificent artistic conception, and indescribable epic feeling contained in the sound of the piano.
Another exciting chord, the music should have ended here.
Because there is no accompaniment from the symphony orchestra, the next piano test cannot be continued.
But the performer did not stop, and it was obvious that she wanted to complete the performance of the Ode to the Yellow River.
She used the continuous bass chords of her left hand to imitate the harmonic motive of the March of the Volunteers, which was originally supposed to be completed by the brass section, while her right hand continued to play the melody.
In one fell swoop, the music was once again pushed to a higher climax.
It's majestic and powerful, majestic yet profound.
This is the magnanimity and cultivation of China, and what Chinese national music should be like.
When the song ended, the audience applauded.
Maybe they can't feel the deep affection of the children of the Yellow River in the music, but the grandeur of the music is enough for them to remember.
A woman from China plays Chinese piano music with Western instruments.
She used the sound of the piano to tell everyone present that China's national music can rival the sound of any national music in the world.
Worse than that.
If tonight were a game, the final result would seem self-evident.
Everyone remembers the face of an oriental woman who was cold and exuded mature charm.
"Ode to the Yellow River."
Qin Jian was glad that he did not stand up at this moment. He felt that his piano lessons were lacking in a certain aspect.
At the same time, he was filled with a sense of pride that could not subside for a long time.
Not only for the music, but also for the person who is bowing at this moment.
certainly.
After the music, everything tonight is just an appetizer, a small interlude.
But it is undeniable that this is definitely a meaningful episode.
The reception continues,
Qin Jian was glad that he did not stand up at this moment. He felt that his piano lessons were lacking in a certain aspect.
At the same time, he was filled with a sense of pride that could not subside for a long time.
Not only for the music, but also for the person who is bowing at this moment.
"It sounds really nice." Natsuki Aso sighed, "It's such a magical piece of music, even though it makes people breathless."
Qin Jian smiled and said in a calm voice,
"This piece is called Ode to the Yellow River."
"The performer's name is He Jing."
"He Jing?" Cai Song silently wrote down the name.
He was about to ask Qin Jian some questions when he saw the woman whom Qin Jian called He Jing seemed to be walking towards him.
Before he could react, Qin Jian beside him also walked over.
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A hug.
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"So cool."
"Four wrong notes."
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"You lied to me."
"When did I lie to you?"
"You didn't tell me you would come this time."
"Did I say I wasn't coming?"
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"Sister, I miss you."
"Is it true this time?"
"Same last time."
Qin Jian hugged him hard, and He Jing patted his back gently.
"Me too."
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At this moment, an old man and a young man walked in under the white jade marble arched doorway in the hall.