581. The Deepest Pain in the Switch Between Pure and Evil
In this way, Qin Jian had his first contact with Ido.
When he returned to the cabin in the evening, he shared this matter with Duan Ran. He was not kept waiting for a long time. Duan Ran quickly replied to him, "I'm still in the piano room. What did Ido tell you?" ?”
Let it go: If you don’t understand what he is saying, practice the piano quickly!
Duan Ran practiced the piano, and Qin Jian started translating documents.
The lives of the two people are back on their own tracks.
What follows is that Qin Jian's new phase of study will begin again.
Early the next morning, when Qin Jian was practicing morning exercises, Liao Linjun came to the temporary classroom.
He was dancing the double octave on that kawa.
The speed was so fast that even Liao Linjun was a little surprised when he came in.
As if being struck by a sharp gust of wind, Qin Fang finally calmed down when Qin Jian's hands stopped.
"Sister Lin Jun, I'm done warming up." Qin Jian consciously sat back in front of the clavichord behind him, waiting for Liao Linjun's next instruction.
Liao Linjun: "Come and listen to the revolution."
Qin Jian adjusted the piano stool and then raised his hand to prepare for playing.
Before dropping his fingers, he once again paid attention to balancing the height of his arms, and then took a breath.
"when!--"
Smash it down with both hands.
The revolution, full of the sense of time, started running at a not-so-fast speed.
Nowadays, Qin Jian no longer needs to think about whether each sound can be conveyed clearly, and he doesn't even need to think about what his fingers are doing.
There is only one thing Qin Jian needs to do now, which is to search for the sound of the piano flowing in his ears.
Gradually he closed his eyes.
Combining the ideas heard through Shev Nandi’s performance and the conversation with Duan Ran.
Qin Jian paid more attention to his voice.
The music continues, and some changes will occur from time to time. Will there be some changes again?
It ends quickly.
Qin Jian gained a lot from the first complete performance of Chopin on the fortepiano. First of all, he was sure that Duan Ran's guess was correct, and the timbre could be changed with control.
Although it is only a subtle change, when a few measures or an entire phrase are linked together, the area and scope of this change become enough for people to pay attention to.
So Qin Jian already had his first question at this moment.
"Speak for yourself first."
Liao Linjun also acted cooperatively and passed the question to Qin Jian as soon as he came up.
"Sister Lin Jun, I remember you said that the sound of each fortepiano is fixed. I also felt this during my previous practice on different pianos."
Qin Jian paused, "But during the performance just now, I heard that the timbre of the same piano can also change differently."
"Is there a conflict between the two?"
Faced with Qin Jian's rhetorical question, Liao Linjun gave a short answer, but she did not leave Qin Jian more time to think, and then talked about CF7.
"You have tried CF7, how do you feel?"
Comparing the Steinway D274s, Qin Jian gave his answer truthfully: "From a personal point of view, the CF7 should be the piano with the highest performance among the pianos I have played so far."
Liao Linjun nodded in agreement with Qin Jian's point of view, "I have the same opinion as you. From the perspective of the multi-layered sound of the piano itself, cf7 can be said to be a high-end creative product created for performers to do whatever they want."
"Technique and expressiveness are still the standards for measuring the level of piano performance. If a high-end modern piano is compared to a super car, then a bold performer with high skill can use it to fly all the way to uninhabited territory.
"Strive to exhaust the possibilities of combining physical functions and piano performance. This is the true value and significance of the existence of CF7."
"At the same time, it is also what modern pianos represented by cf7 can give players."
Liao Linjun pointedly revealed the truth behind CF7.
"but."
Qin Jian pricked his ears, but the next step must be the focus.
"When facing a fortepiano, we have to ask what it can bring us."
Following Liao Linjun's words, Qin Jian began to reflect.
"Yes, I told you that every fortepiano has its own sound. There is no problem with that, but when you sit in front of a fortepiano, you have to think about a few questions."
"What is the sound of the piano."
"What is the sound you want."
"What does Chopin or Mozart sound like."
"What the listener hears."
Gradually, Qin Jian felt a hint of why Liao Linjun had to start practicing the clavichord at this stage.
"Because the clavichord's sound is fixed, its sound is even more monotonous than any modern piano."
Qin Jian's mind buzzed, and he understood.
"So in order to tap the potential of such a piano, you have to find ways to try different keys and playing methods to make it produce the sound you want."
Liao Linjun stopped here, and she felt that she was done.
moment.
Qin Jian sighed, and a sense of transparency flowed through his body from top to bottom.
"You hope that I can find what I really want to express through practicing the fortepiano."
Liao Linjun smiled and did not give Qin Jian a positive answer, but he did not deny it either.
She only said: "If you have ridden a horse, you will know where the limitations and limits of the horse are as a means of transportation. When you have played the clavichord, you will know where the maximum limit of this instrument is in your hands. When you
Once this limit is clarified, it is your own question whether you will think more deeply about playing."
"Perhaps you will have some other discoveries by then, and I look forward to your sharing."
...
This morning's conversation undoubtedly injected a new energy into Qin Jian's body.
Qin Jian needs to sort out the issues about expression, clavichord, limits, etc. etc. carefully.
In the afternoon, Qin Jian found a large rock platform on the beach outside the courtyard.
He lay on this stone platform all afternoon,
Listening to the sound of waves coming from the depths of the sea and feeling the heat of the sun, he thought about which entry point to enter the new world that Liao Linjun outlined for him today.
This is a big project.
Qin Jian had not felt this kind of excitement for a long time, and this feeling was much more real than what he had learned from Chris' piano guide.
In this thinking process, perhaps the blue sea gave him some inspiration.
Finally, at ten minutes after sunset, Qin Jian made a plan.
"Let's start with what the sound of a piano is."
This is the first question raised by Liao Linjun.
Now it becomes Qin Jian's first problem.
"Yeah~"
The problem was solved, Qin Jian was also hungry.
Jumping down from the rock platform, a cluster of small waves hit him. On a whim, he kicked towards the waves, but his kick missed and the slipper on his left foot flew into the sea in a circle.
Qin Jian:....
At this moment, a voice came from far away from the courtyard: Jian!!! The grilled oysters are ready!!
A familiar voice.
"Uncle is back."
"Sounds like they brought back a lot of oysters."
Qin Jian was very happy.
Before, he just thought oysters were delicious, but now he thinks he should eat more.
Another slipper was left on the spot, and Qin Jian walked towards the courtyard with his bare feet on the fine sand.
The waves behind me came one after another. After a while, there were only two slippers on the beach.