The conversation ended at the right time, and everyone followed the leader into Lahe's music hall.
But Qin Jian was still reviewing the conversation he had just had with Shen Qingci in his mind.
The piano school and others are both familiar and unfamiliar to him.
What is familiar is that there are traces of the Russian and Austrian schools in his daily practice, but what is strange is that he cannot predict and control the moment when their motivations suddenly change.
He has practiced too many works this year, but the large number does not mean that his mastery is not precise.
Czerny's demonstration in Beethoven's collection and Mozart's original sound in Amadeus' last wish all embody the essence of German and Austrian music.
Then to the Rhapsody on a Theme of Paganini and the Russian style that stayed in his blood, and there is also his passion for playing emotions in his bones.
Finally, Chopin, who is half of the French School, used the playing skills in the hand position formula plus the teachings given by Shen Qingci, who was originally a French piano player.
All of these have so far occupied a part of his body.
Therefore, he is very clear that the genre of piano actually exists.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but recall the expressions of various ethnic music on the piano that he heard last night. Each style of performance left a profound impact on him.
Putting aside the unique rhythms and modes in the music of various ethnic groups, the real essence lies in what is left that is intangible but actually exists in the ears.
What is the relationship between the three major schools and the ethnic groups with their own characteristics?
And from the Greek music that was popular in the 6th to 4th centuries BC to the third trend music in the 21st century, how many branches and styles have been derived from it?
Can a modern person restore all of this clearly?
However, music is still developing. Where will the piano evolve in the future?
"Um----"
The more questions he asked, the more Qin Jian got used to this pseudo-philosopher mode that he could turn on anytime and anywhere, like a pixel doll standing in a Lego world thinking about where he came from.
But he knows that the best way to solve a problem is to first admit that the problem exists - and then start from the first problem.
I dare not say that he can treat all problems with this mentality. At least when it comes to music, he feels that he does not need to escape from anything.
What's the first question?
"Russian faction."
Following the noise in the corridor, Qin Jian's thoughts returned to his eyes.
Various photos of Rachmaninov are hung in the corridor, including life photos, stage photos, and art photos.
No matter from which point of view, from youth to middle age to old age, Lage's appearance can be regarded as the top among musicians.
Deep eye sockets, a high bridge of nose, and those big hands that cover the sky and the sun.
Qin Jian stopped in front of an old photo frame. In the photo frame, Lahe was facing the foggy and dark sea, with his back to the camera. The afterglow of the setting sun coated his figure with a layer of red light.
"What's wrong?"
He Jing walked to his side.
"It's nothing, I just think he's handsome." Qin Jian smiled.
He Jing patted his shoulder and said, "You're not bad either."
Qin Jian turned around and saw that He Jing looked good. It seemed that he had slept well last night.
"Why do I think I'm a little more handsome than him?"
He Jing rolled her eyes at him and said, "Let's go."
"Hahaha."
The two siblings were chatting and laughing as they walked towards the second floor of the main hall of the concert hall. Among the Eastman team not far behind them, Paul looked at his scene and unknowingly remembered something he heard in school about He Jing and someone.
The rumors made him feel uneasy for a while.
As soon as they entered the main hall, everyone heard the concerto whirling in the hall.
"Piano Concerto No. 3."
"It's a recording."
It's La San's recording.
The noisy sound quality was incompatible with the glorious hall, and the various concert instruments seemed to come out of the same sound track, which was muddy.
But even so, everyone still stepped lightly for fear of disturbing the recording.
The strength and smoothness of the piano sound made people want to continue listening. Qin Jian felt that the piano part in the entire recording seemed to be completely mobilized.
The La San played in my ears is different from most recorded versions that can be heard on the market.
Especially in terms of speed.
quick.
There is a little less calmness and a little more urgency, but it sounds extraordinarily harmonious.
"This version of La San was recorded by Rachmaninov himself."
Someone in the team introduced.
I see.
A sense of intimacy arose spontaneously. Qin Jian was a little surprised and a little regretful about this.
If it were recorded using current recording technology, it would probably sound a little different. Horowitz had naturally heard Lach live, and for a moment he was a little envious of the two students of Mr. Huo yesterday.
"Rachmaninov already lived in the early twentieth century, which means he had the technology of recording when he was relatively old."
Cai Song walked over from the side and continued to popularize, "This was recorded by Laszlo and the Moscow Symphony Orchestra in 1939."
moment.
"From a certain point of view, he is lucky. There are few masters in the past and present who can leave their own voice."
Qin Jian agreed. This is not only a souvenir of his footprints, but also a reference for future generations.
The group walked through the concert hall and arrived at the memorial hall.
It is said to be a memorial hall, but in fact it is more like a showroom.
Rach's various collections, the pianos he played, and the orchestration scores of his famous Second Symphony.
After walking around, everyone seemed to feel a little bored and left, and after a while there were only a few people left in the entire showroom.
Qin Jian has been listening carefully to the interpreter's explanation. He is more interested in the impact of the two revolutions that broke out in Russia in 1917 on Yulach's creation.
"The February Revolution overthrew the tsarist autocracy, and everyone was happy, including Mr. Sergey Lach, who donated all his concert income to the army."
"However, most intellectuals were not mentally prepared for the arrival of the October Revolution."
"In November 1917, the confused Mr. Sergey was allowed to take his family abroad to visit and perform. He first went to Sweden, then to Denmark, and a few months later moved to the United States, and from then on spent the rest of his life in a foreign country far away from his motherland."
What kind of mood will a musician who has left his homeland have when he picks up his pen to create music again?
Qin Jian couldn't feel it, but in the Rhapsody on a Theme of Paganini written by the old man in 1934, he seemed to be able to feel a kind of loneliness, but he did not deliberately amplify and interpret anything in his performance.
This loneliness is different from the black silence shown by Prokofiev in the Second Concerto.
They are also two people in exile, but the latter finally returned to his homeland.
"Later, in a conversation with a reporter from American Music Recording Monthly, he truly expressed his emotions - 'After leaving Russia, I lost my desire to cross over. After I lost my motherland, I lost myself."
The translator's voice was not loud, and fewer and fewer people remained in the hall.
Not far behind Qin Jian, Perlman stood quietly in front of an oil painting. Maybe he couldn't understand Chinese, but he seemed to be listening very seriously.
In the end, the translators from various countries left here with their own teams.
There were four people left in the memorial hall. In addition to the translator who was speaking, there was also the young man next to Perlman.
The young man's eyes wandered on Qin Jian's back from time to time, wondering what he was thinking.