Returning to the Ink Painting Garden from Fanhua Lane, it was almost 23 o'clock when Qin Jian entered the house.
The original plan to come back early and touch the piano was shelved.
It's helpless to say the least.
After Qin Jian finished singing two songs, he was about to leave the stage, but the enthusiastic audience in the audience gave up and started to cheer for Qin Jian to sing a few more songs. Moreover, the host Da Mu not only refused to save him, but also refused to comment.
They also joined in the booing and chanted Zhao Yu's name.
In order to save some character for the fat man, and to gain more audience support for his performance the day after tomorrow, Qin Jian sang two more songs.
After singing this time, I got off the stage smoothly.
But before he walked out of the door, he bumped into Meng Xuan.
Halfway through a meal.
Qin Jian successfully gained an additional disciple.
Qin Jian had guessed this would be the result from the day when Meng Xuan proposed that he should agree to a condition afterwards.
Since the other party strongly requested it, Qin Jian accepted it.
As a result, the dining table turned into a small lecture hall on Qin Jian's music theory for the next time.
Meng Xuan also took out a notebook and pen from his bag on the spot and carefully recorded some key points, such as the most basic rules for reading music notation, etc.
As a result, he ate a simple meal alive for more than two hours, and finally Meng Xuan sent Qin Jian back downstairs.
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After taking a hot shower, Qin Jian wiped his hair and walked out of the bathroom.
He stood hesitating between the bed and the piano for a long time.
Finally decided to come to the desk.
It is definitely not possible to practice piano at this time, it will disturb the people.
When it comes to sleeping, I feel it's a pity that time is wasted.
"Let's sort out the repertoire for the day after tomorrow."
Qin Jian muttered, taking out a pen and paper from his bag and sitting in front of the writing desk.
It takes 60 minutes. If it is divided into two halves, minus the intermission, you will need to prepare about 50 minutes of music.
50 minutes.
Qin Jian held his forehead with his left hand and turned the pen with his right hand.
A half is twenty-five minutes long, assuming a five-minute musical work.
After calculation, it is actually quite a lot, almost ten works are needed.
In terms of the selection of music, except for some pure piano music pieces, it is not a concert after all, and the audience is basically here for entertainment, so there must be down-to-earth music for half the show.
But it shouldn’t be too vulgar.
At this point, you can make some appropriate adaptations of the songs to give everyone a refreshing feeling. In this way, it can be regarded as a new idea.
In addition, in several works collaborated with Ye Yi, in addition to piano and flute, this principle can also be followed.
Qin Jian scratched on the paper for a while and roughly selected a few tracks.
To start, choose a jazz sketch.
"autumn leaves".
autumn leaves.
This can be regarded as one of the repertoires that Qin Jian played in bars in his previous life. As a die-hard fan of this music, Qin Jian can skillfully play no less than ten versions.
But since I don’t have bass or percussion instruments the day after tomorrow, I have Ye Yi, so I don’t need her for this piece.
So you can only rely on yourself.
After careful consideration, Qin Jian drew a bracket behind Qiu Ye and wrote the word Higgins in the middle.
The version adapted by Mr. Higgins, the famous jazz pianist from the country M, contains many elements, and there is even a hint of Baroque in a short section. It is quite interesting. I will play it tomorrow.
If it can be won, the opening should be perfect.
Assuming the opening is perfect, then you can choose a slightly more cheerful song for the second song...
In this case, it’s the second half.
The theme of the song collaborated with Ye Yi is only one thing, that is, not to let her declare her dominance too much. After all, all this effort is just for a little bit of pathetic admiration.
But for the first piece, let’s choose a serious flute concerto.
Qin Jian took a brush and wrote two big characters on the paper.
Chaotic red.
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You may have heard various versions of Castle in the Sky, solo versions of violin, flute, saxophone, piano and many other Western instruments.
It seems that not many people have experienced the Xiao version.
This can also be presented as a highlight.
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Half an hour later.
Qin Jian looked at the messy scratches on the paper in front of him, and he almost didn't recognize some of the characters.
However, a simple track list is also listed.
In two days, Qin Jian felt inexplicably that the pressure was still great.
Although they are all small gadgets that are not too difficult, after all, I am no longer the same person I used to be. Fortunately, I have been practicing the piano harder recently and my skills have improved. Otherwise, I would really lose my temper with these things.
However, Qin Jian had to admit that after having a piano space, the feeling of practicing piano was completely different from the embarrassing feeling of sitting in the piano room for three days and playing two bars in his previous life.
Some difficult phrases and other-hand fingerings seem to have been dismembered and simplified.
However, it still takes time to practice.
Qin Jian stood up and took a breath, feeling sleepy.
Turn off the lights and go to bed.
Lying down, Qin Jian wrapped himself in the quilt and took out his mobile phone.
Open Penguin and click on Ye Yi's profile picture.
I sent him several pieces of music and the key that the other party needed to prepare.
Then I asked the other party about the time the day after tomorrow.
After a while, an unread message flashed at the top of the screen where Qin Jian was browsing the website, and he quickly clicked on it.
Ye Yi: Don’t worry, Brother Jian, I’ll have no problem the night after tomorrow.
Ye Yi: I have practiced Luan Hong before and am quite proficient in it. I will start practicing the other scores tomorrow, so don’t worry.
After reading the other party's message, Qin Jian felt much more at ease. He was originally worried that the other party would be inconvenient the day after tomorrow, but now he is fine.
But why is this girl still online at such a late hour?
Let it go: Still up so late?
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1401, living room on the first floor.
Ye Yi, who was sitting on his knees on the ground, saw his phone light up again. He quickly put down the rag in his hand, lightly rubbed his hands on his pants twice, and picked up the phone on the ground.
"It's okay, Brother Jian, I'm not sleepy yet."
Ye Yi edited it directly on the screen and sent it out.
Let it go: Is there no quilt? I just remembered that there may be no bedding. Is it convenient for you to take a picture of the bed and let me take a look?
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Taking his mobile phone, Ye Yi came to the second floor.
Although Qin Jian had never been here before, he guessed correctly. Only one of the two bedrooms on the second floor had a bed, and it was a brand new bed.
A bed where Ye Taotao can enjoy playing.
"Sister, come up too, it will be fun."
Ye Yi glanced at Ye Taotao reproachfully, walked to the bedside and turned off the power.
A child is innocent. When she finds something interesting, she always thinks about how to play with it.
Ye Yi had never seen such a bed before, just like a bedroom where the wall was actually made of mirrors. Ye Yi didn't understand, but vaguely, he could sensitively grasp just a little bit, just a little bit.
It seems to come from a female instinct.
But none of this matters.
Ye Yi wrinkled his lovely eyebrows, picked up his phone and took a picture of the brand new and strange round bed in front of him.
send.
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"this?"
Qin Jian looked at the picture sent by Ye Yi and felt a thump in his heart.