After reading so much information, I only got 8% away?!
Qin Jian shook his head and closed the panel.
Suddenly, my mind buzzed, and a lot of information suddenly appeared in my mind.
"Isn't this what I just read in the guide?"
Qin Jian was a little surprised. This function is good. In this way, he can only look at the knowledge in the guide, and the key points will be automatically stored in his mind.
It saves time and effort. In this regard, Chris is not completely inhumane.
After browsing through the content just now, Qin Jian felt that he had learned piano in vain for eighteen years. As a piano major from the Conservatory of Music, he discovered for the first time that the knowledge structure about piano was so rich.
From the origin of the piano to the production process, from the impact of materials on the sound to the performance extension of special carbon piano strings.
All of this is brand new to Qin Jian.
After rubbing his hands, Qin Jian took a long breath and recalled Chris' words in his mind.
"Stability, the player's whole body should be as stable as a stationary piano. Sitting in front of the piano, the center of gravity of the body should be downward, and the body should lean forward slightly."
Qin Jian readjusted his body posture, raised his buttocks slightly, and pushed the piano stool back.
"Coordination, the coordination between the limbs and the piano, is an important criterion for reflecting the level of performance. Properly mobilizing and distributing the strength of the waist, back, shoulders, arms, wrists, hands, and fingers is the guarantee for maintaining agile playing."
Qin Jian's hands were naturally placed on the keyboard.
"There is no absolute relaxation or tension. Just imagine the process of the hammer hitting the strings and press your fingers."
In Qin Jian's mind, a hammer was moving through a set of linkage rods and struck like a string by Chen's driving force.
Mimicking the mechanical motion trajectory in his mind, Qin Jian regarded his body as a machine. He suddenly exerted force from his waist, and the force spread to his back. Then his shoulders seemed to be injected with a stream of heat, which instantly went straight down from his arms, unconsciously passing through the body.
After passing the raised wrist, driven by the whole body, Qin Jian's right index finger naturally dropped, like a hammer that had been charged for a long time, hitting the key with a "pa" sound.
"when!!"
A huge buzzing sound shook the entire piano room 203.
Qin Jian opened his mouth and looked at his right index finger in disbelief.
What kind of power is this? Five seconds passed, and there was still a faint buzzing sound in the piano board.
Qin Jian had been able to complete the sound with a strong vibration before, but he was surprised that the moment his fingers touched the keys, there was no stiffness in his whole body, and there was almost no feeling of exertion in his fingers.
This is where the real difference lies.
With this completely natural coordination of the whole body, the sound played by the index finger can actually achieve this effect.
Qin Jian remembered that the piano master Aarau once said that if you are stiff when touching the keys, it will destroy the smoothness of the music; if you are stiff when touching the keys, you will not be able to inject your emotions into the keys.
A flash of enlightenment suddenly appeared in Qin Jian's heart, as if the door to a new world had opened by himself.
Next, Qin Jian did not dare to relax at all, and started learning again bit by bit, from the single note of each finger to the simplest one-octave C major scale.
As noon approached, the number of people in the piano room gradually increased, and everyone who passed the door of 203 piano room could not help but pause.
Everyone seems to be curious about who this person is playing the basic scales repeatedly, and why the sound of the piano comes out so clearly through the aluminum alloy door?
Two hours later, Qin Jian stopped from practicing. At this time, his back was soaked with sweat. In this cold winter, although there was heating in the piano room, taking off his clothes would still make people feel a little chilly.
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But Qin Jian's back was soaked.
"I've mastered the volume control a little bit, but I still don't have enough coordination when synchronizing my hands."
Qin Jian stopped and wiped the sweat from his forehead. He had to admire the practice method provided by Chris. It was really brilliant.
The effect of just a few hours of practice far exceeds that of a week of practice in my previous life.
"If we maintain this progress, we will have a bright future."
Qin Jian was in a good mood for a while, and the haze of losing his "eighteen years of skill" and the trouble of his worship value were temporarily replaced by the joy of harvest.
"We must restore the playing ability of our hands as soon as possible."
Qin Jian clenched his fists.
Whether it is the opponent's next acquisition of worship points or the upcoming art test, both hands must be fully controlled by oneself.
Dang dang dang, there was a knock on the door.
Qin Jian subconsciously hurriedly searched for cigarette butts on the ground. Looking at the empty piano board, he realized that it was no longer the past.
What are you afraid of?
I looked at my phone, 12:15.
"At this time, besides Uncle Ding, who else can be there?"
Qin Jian came to the door in three steps and stretched out his hand to touch the door handle.
Click, the moment the door opened, another familiar scent hit my face.
Looking at the hand raised in the air outside the door that had not been taken back, Qin Jian seemed to be petrified...
Obviously, the girl who was standing at the door of piano room 203 was the one who knocked on the door just now.
The girl is tall and has a delicate face. She has short hair that exudes a youthful atmosphere. She is wearing a pair of pale sky blue jeans that vividly outline her slender thighs. She is wearing a simple hand-knitted white sweater with geometric patterns on her upper body. Her feet are washed and stained.
Yellow white shoes.
"Eh, Qin Jian?" The girl's crisp voice contained a hint of surprise. She lowered her head slightly and raised her hand to tuck a strand of hair from her forehead behind her ear, "Sorry, I disturbed your piano practice."
"Is something wrong?" Qin Jian tried his best to look calm.
The girl stuck out her tongue and said, "After practicing the piano yesterday, I accidentally left my scarf here." As she spoke, she raised a green-white finger and pointed to the piano room.
Following the direction of the girl's finger, an old light gray scarf was hanging on a hanger in the corner of the piano room. Qin Jian turned around, took the scarf from the hanger and handed it to the other party.
"Thanks!"
"It's okay." Qin Jian said and was hurriedly preparing to close the door.
"Wait a minute," the girl held the scarf without leaving, blinking her big bright eyes and asked, "Did you play the scale just now?"
"Yes." Qin Jian's voice contained an imperceptible tremor.
The girl didn't seem to notice anything strange about Qin Jian, "Why are you playing so loudly?"
As a piano major, she knows very well how difficult it is to transmit the sound clearly through the aluminum alloy door in a closed piano room covered with sound-absorbing panels.
"Because I spent two thousand dollars."
"Ah, two thousand dollars?"
Qin Jian's answer obviously exceeded the girl's expectation.
"Any thing else?"
The girl held the scarf and shook her head with confusion in her eyes.
"goodbye."
Qin Jian closed the door gently, and then his body collapsed on the ground like a deflated rubber ball.
The next second.
[Worship value +1 from Wu Xinxin]
Seeing a line of small words that suddenly appeared in front of him, Qin Jian's expression became even more unspeakable.