443. The Hangover of Two Geniuses with Stubborn Bank Cards
In the evening two days later.
18:11.
"ah."
Qin Jian stretched his waist.
After a comfortable groan, he put down his pen.
Seeing another page filled with writing in front of him, he couldn't help but admire himself a little.
It has been almost a week since he returned from Moscow. Qin Jian has already written 14 pages like this.
"It seems that I have some potential to become a writer."
He is not just bragging about himself randomly. It is not that easy to translate music into words.
Especially in some emotionally complex musical passages, even though he can easily produce that musical effect, the moment he puts pen to paper, he will find that his vocabulary is stretched thin.
"But I still have potential."
For example, he would record and describe the torrent etude played by Elipovich "one of the judges of this year" - "The theme is clear and the speed is so fast that your cells tremble."
However, during his frantic listening, interpretation and attempts, Qin Jian discovered an interesting phenomenon.
He divided the Polish pianist "judges" he had known into two categories according to age.
Over 35 years old and under 35 years old. For this purpose, he also specifically checked the detailed information of these judges.
He found that young pianists like to use an old-school tone to interpret works, which is especially reflected in the etudes they play.
The older pianist prefers to express the work in a dynamic way, even if it is a ballad.
This is not absolute. It seems to Qin Jian that there are always one or two special beings, but he feels that the situations of most judges can be applied to his discovery.
Of course, this is just Qin Jian's subjective opinion.
However, musical expression is inherently subjective, so it is not difficult for Qin Jian to infer some hidden preference in the hearts of the judges.
The contents collected on the fourteen pieces of paper are only part of the judges' records, so Qin Jian dare not say anything for the time being, but he thinks that when the performance habits and preferences of all the judges of this competition are presented in front of him, he will almost
You should be able to get some information you want.
"rest."
Although the school is on holiday, the Huaguo Academy is still very lively when the art exam is approaching.
Qin Jian came to the window.
On the campus outside the window, the school staff and some enthusiastic volunteer students who stayed in Yanjing were busy preparing for the art examination service station in two days.
"It's the art exam season again."
After waiting for a moment, he took out the phone from his pocket.
Then he called Fang Xiaoyu.
The phone was quickly picked up, and a crisp "Master" came from the phone along with the noisy ambient sound.
Qin Jian took the phone slightly away.
"How have you been at home these two days?" As he said this, he moved around the room and took out a bottle of Tsingtao beer when he passed by the refrigerator.
"Hehe, he's a very good master. He just eats and drinks and helps my mother with the work every day."
Qin Jian could hear that Fang Xiaoyu was quite relaxed, "It's pretty good, you're not nervous, right?"
"I'm not nervous," Fang Xiaoyu replied on the phone, "I'm just a little anxious."
"ha?"
Qin Jian was happy, sat down with a beer, and said with a smile, "What are you in a hurry for?"
"I want to finish the exam quickly!" Fang Xiaoyu said as if he was really anxious.
Then her speaking speed slowed down a little, "Master, you don't know, I opened my previous chemistry notes today and found that I have forgotten a lot of things I memorized before."
Qin Jian: "Uh..."
So that’s it.
There was nothing he could do about this, but judging from his understanding of Fang Xiaoyu, the other party's cultural class scores should be okay, and a score of 350 on the exam should not be a big problem.
"What score do you usually get on the math test?" Qin Jian asked.
Fang Xiaoyu answered: "Both Chinese and English are basically around 120 points."
Qin Jian:...
"Mathematics is not very stable, it just goes up and down."
“Sometimes you can get around 130 points if you get a higher score, and around 100 if you get a lower score.”
After Fang Xiaoyu finished adding, Qin Jian no longer knew what to say.
He really couldn't hear Fang Xiaoyu's show off tone, but he just felt that his face hurt from being hit.
For a moment, he suddenly wondered if Fang Xiaoyu had been delayed by something.
moment.
"You have to work hard on this." Qin Jian said very calmly.
...
Of course Fang Xiaoyu has to work hard. If she can get 500 or 600 points in the college entrance examination, she will definitely be an imitation of the 2015 Huaguo Academy.
Moreover, as Fang Xiaoyu’s professional teacher, Qin Jianjue’s face will be bright when he walks in the school in the future.
Originally, the Qin family made this call just to ask when the other party would arrive in Yanjing the day after tomorrow, and the conversation lasted more than ten minutes.
"Don't worry, master, Shi Yue and I will pay attention to safety on the road."
"Well, I'll meet you at the train station gate at 6:30 the day after tomorrow."
"Okay master!"
After hanging up the phone, Qin Jian drank the beer in his hand, then arranged the scattered papers in front of the piano and put them into his leather music folder.
Finally, he took the garbage bag and turned off the lights and left 309.
After leaving the school, I took a taxi and left Hua Guo Yuan.
According to the address given by Shen Qingci, Qin Jian arrived at the gate of a community near Eileen Peace Park.
He used to be quite familiar with this place.
A very upscale neighborhood.
The little windfall he has in his pocket now can probably only buy a 200-square-meter house here.
After buying two bottles of good wine at the door, Qin Jian entered the community.
This was his first visit to Shen Qingci's home in Yanjing.
...
At this moment, Shen Qingci had been busy at home for a while. When Qin Jian rang the doorbell, he just caught up with him coming out of the kitchen carrying a plate of dishes.
Qin Jian thought he was just here for class, who knew there was such a thing.
I immediately took off my coat and prepared to help.
But Shen Qingci coaxed him out of the kitchen, "Don't touch it, it's the last dish."
He just walked around in the living room. The house looked new, but
Judging from the entire area of the living room, Qin Jian estimated that the house would be about 1,780 square meters.
Apart from anything else, the two pianos placed in the corner look just like the upright pianos placed in ordinary homes, and they do not appear to be owned at all.
The decoration and furnishings look very simple with the wooden structure of the coffee table and piano pavilion.
Out of curiosity, Qin Jian took a closer look at the piano. The strange-looking white upright piano had no brand, while the black grand piano was a Steinway B211.
"It's b211 again." It can be seen that Teacher Shen really likes this one.
Qin Jian originally wanted to touch it, but he thought it would be rude to play another person's piano without permission. For a piano player, the piano at home is usually personal.