459. A letter from a family in the past sixty years suggests not to skip this chapter
Two days later, February 4th, today is a special day for Qin Jian. If audition dvs are considered part of the official competition, then today should be the official first day for him to embark on the 17th Chopin International Piano Competition.
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This afternoon he will record the DV audition video.
But like every morning, he didn't sleep until he woke up naturally, or his biological clock was used to opening his eyes at 7:30 and starting morning exercises at 8:00.
By 10:30 he had completed the basic exercises.
"My fingers are in pretty good condition today."
Putting away the scale scores, he took out the scores of the five works to be recorded today.
Then he spent an hour carefully going through each piece in front of his eyes. After confirming for the last time that there was no doubt, he played it again one after another.
It wasn't until the end of the fifth ballade that the sunshine outside the window woke up.
The moment the warm ray of winter sunshine shone into 309 in the afternoon, Qin Jian happened to have just finished the last note.
The slightly poetic scene is more like a small embellishment for today's special day.
Let it go: I'm off
After sending a message to Duan Ran with a struggling expression, Qin Jian left 309.
moment.
Duan, duan, duan, duan: Come on, come on, come on. I’ll sleep a little longer. I was too tired yesterday. Remember to say love to me after recording.
At this time, there were still two hours and seven minutes before the recording time agreed with Shen Qingci. Qin Jian ate a bowl of noodles with soybean paste at the school gate. During the meal, he received a call from Chen Tangjie.
"It will be recorded this afternoon." The laughter of several young men and women also came from the phone.
"Yes, I will record it in a moment." Qin Jian replied.
"Okay, I understand, come on, we'll wait for you." As Chen Tangjie was talking, Li Shasha's vague laughter came from the phone, "Come on, we'll treat you to a big dinner tonight."
Qin Jian said quickly: "That's not necessary. I'm going to treat you tonight. You decide the place."
On the phone: "It's agreed ~ hahaha"
After hanging up the phone, Qin Jian smiled and continued eating.
In fact, Zheng Feng and others arrived in Yanjing a few days ago, but after knowing that Qin Jian was going to record the game video in a few days, no one bothered him.
After the meal, Qin Jian came to the familiar hotel again. The moment he entered, the lobby staff knew that the young man who opened the hourly room just to take a shower was here again.
But he didn't wear a mask or hat today.
"Hourly room." Qin Jian took out his ID card.
Half an hour later.
After blow-drying his hair, Qin Jian pulled his hair in front of the bathroom mirror and said, "It's time for a haircut."
The young man's hair in the mirror is already somewhat covering his eyes, but he doesn't look sloppy, and the overall slightly messy mid-length broken hair also adds to his air of an artist.
Especially after he shaved off the stubble on his chin.
"He's a bit handsome."
His serious narcissistic speech in front of the mirror makes it easy for us to see that Qin Jian's mood and state at this time are indeed not bad.
After leaving the hotel comfortably, Qin Jian braved a strong gust of wind and walked west along the street to the dry cleaners at the intersection, where he took away his dress.
Then we stopped the car and drove to the Yanjing Grand Theater.
As another important landmark concert hall in Yanjing, the Yanjing Grand Theater also has a modern symphony stage that can accommodate a thousand people.
And Qin Jian's recording scene today is this stage.
When he rushed to the concert hall, Shen Qingci, Xia Dong and others had already arrived.
The camera, sound and other equipment on the stage are also fully in place, and the staff are also in place.
Seeing this, Qin Jian quickened his pace and walked through the wide auditorium aisle and walked onto the stage.
"Teacher Shen, Xia Zhi."
Xia Dong smiled heartily, and then asked with concern, "How are you? How are you doing today?"
Qin Jian also smiled and nodded, and said, "I feel pretty good. Maybe it's because I went out right after taking a shower, and the wind outside made my face a little dry." He also touched his face as he spoke.
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Several staff members in charge of recording were amused by him. During the audition the day before yesterday, Qin Jian's capable yet low-key style left a pretty good impression on them.
A young female assistant answered: "Yanjing is very dry in winter, so you need to apply toner after taking a shower."
"Indeed." Qin Jian said, and the female assistant jumped off the stage in two steps. After rummaging around in the first row of seats for a while, she came up again with a bottle of something that looked like cosmetics in her hand.
Then he handed it to Qin Jian and said with a smile: "Men also need to take care of themselves."
Qin Jian thanked him and took it. He really needed this thing now. He could feel that when he opened his mouth or winked, the skin on his face would feel a slight tearing sensation, which might affect his performance.
At this time, Shen Qingci came up and said, "Qin, I have already tried it. You can try it again later. If there are any problems, we will solve them on the spot."
"Okay Teacher Shen, I'm going to change clothes first."
Qin Jian came to the rest room backstage, moisturized his face in the mirror, and then moisturized his hands.
After taking off his watch and putting on the dress Duan Ran gave him, Qin Jian packed up his outfit and went to the stage again.
When he returned to the stage, he adjusted the piano bench and then moved his fingers under the eyes of everyone.
A double-octave chromatic scale without any virtuosic elements was played by him as if four pianos were playing at the same time.
However, several people on the stage were not surprised by this. After Qin Jian played all 88 notes, Shen Qingci came over and asked, "Is there any problem?"
Qin Jian didn't speak. He shook his head at Shen Qingci, then shook his neck slightly, turned his head and looked straight ahead, and moved his wrist at the same time.
When Shen Qingci saw this, he made a gesture to Xia Dong. After Xia Dong received it, he waved his hand towards the window on the second floor of the mixing console. The next second, the lights on the stage changed.
Eight beams of light focused on the piano, instantly illuminating the space around the piano.
Then, except for the camera, everyone moved off the stage and reached the end of the hall from a distance.
After testing the earphones at the scene, the sound engineer made an OK gesture to the camera.
Finally, the cameraman turned his head and looked at the young man in front of the piano not far away.
The moment the two people's eyes met, Qin Jian finally shook his shoulders from side to side, and then nodded firmly.
The cameraman raised his left hand and closed his spread fingers one by one.
'5'
'4'
At this time, Qin Jian's gaze had been withdrawn.
'3'
He was counting silently in his mind.
'2'
'1'
When he counted to one, he didn't start.
From this moment on, everything seems to have just begun.
From this moment on, the feeling emanating from him was different.
The cameraman looked at the camera in front of him. The young Vince on the screen looked as motionless as an old monk in trance.
I don’t know how long it took, but just when he felt he should take a breath——