593. When the old car brings harmony to join in the fun
During this period of studying with three teachers, Qin Jian occasionally felt a kind of dazzling light from the old bartender and old Assad, which he had never felt in Shen and Liao.
It’s been a different kind of dazzling time.
Qin Jian knew that it was the essence of the two old people's musical lives. He understood that this kind of thing takes time and experience.
Therefore, the progress bar of Chapter 3 of Chopin's Hand Formula has already reached 100%, but he still has not unlocked the following content. He really can't imagine what the following content can bring him in the short term.
He agreed with the elder Assad's view: Chopin was one of the most difficult composers to interpret during the Romantic period. Unlike Bach, who was good at calculation, Chopin's music was for people to meditate alone and could be ever-changing.
He felt that following his own train of thought was enough. What needed to be settled was something that even ten thousand spaces could not provide.
Of course, he doesn't have 50,000 worship points to open the next chapter.
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In the afternoon, the old bartender drove his fancy old car back to the courtyard. Qin Jian, who had been tired for a day, got up and closed the small brown piano cover when he heard the car horn.
He didn't plan to continue today. Today was originally his day off.
At dinner, several people gathered together to share the delicious dried fish that Liao Linjun brought back from the market, the red wine from the old bartender, and something called soup tea cooked by old Assad.
Ido's condition seems to be pretty good. It seems that going out for a round today has some effect.
"cheers."
During the meal, Qin Jian took the initiative to hold out the cup of friendship. When Ido clinked the glasses with him, although she was still mumbling something, she still raised her head and drank the drink in her hand.
Everything looks normal.
Before dinner was over and everyone was still having their last tea chat, Qin Jian couldn't bear it and stood up.
"Good night teachers, I really can't do it anymore. See you tomorrow morning."
Back in the cabin, Qin Jian sent a voice message to Xiaopang Duan: "If I haven't moved at this time tomorrow, just say that I'm still sleeping. Good night, good night."
Then he fell down on the bed and never moved again.
Sleep in seconds.
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A night of duet, snoring + the sound of sea breeze outside the window.
...
This time Qin Jian fell into a deep sleep.
When he opened his eyes again, he thought it was already afternoon, but when he picked up his phone, he saw that it was just before 9 o'clock.
But that's it, he fell asleep at the right time.
I opened WeChat and glanced at the messages, replied "Good morning little fat man" to Duan Ran, and then got up.
"Ah~"
A comfortable moan accompanied him as he got out of bed and stretched in place.
“It feels good to be full of energy.”
Wash up, go out, look for food.
On the way to the canteen, Qin Jian met the hostess of the old Harlin family and said hello: "Good morning, Mrs. Harlin."
The kind old man responded to Qin Jian's courtesy by stopping and smiling.
Qin Jian came to the cafeteria and ordered a bowl of hot milk and a piece of whole grain beet cake.
While eating, he took out a notebook and pen from his bag and started sketching.
The third stage of the passage has temporarily come to an end, followed by the fourth stage. Although he can be said to know the fortepiano well, and he has full confidence in his own voice and Chopin's voice, but for the audience
How to view his performance still requires further study.
The fourth question raised by Liao Linjun, which is also the fourth stage of Qin Jian's process, is - 'What is the sound heard by the audience?'
At this stage, it is no longer closed self-practice, he has to find an audience.
Regarding how to find an audience and what kind of audience to find, he had a good idea yesterday.
He plans to use the old bartender's reputation and reputation in the town to hold a small Chopin clavichord concert.
It's just a concert, not a concert.
Calling it a concert is a bit of a luxury, because except for a church that can seat more than 50 people, there is no larger venue in the entire town.
Lounge?
forget it.
Although Qin Jian hasn't mentioned this matter to the old bartender yet, he feels that it is just a matter of opening his mouth.
The most important thing right now is the repertoire for the concert.
"If it is divided into two halves, the half time will be 30 minutes, which means you should prepare an hour's worth of music, including the time between encores and music..."
Qin Jian was eating and writing without noticing that Liao Linjun had already sat at his table with breakfast.
Liao Linjun: "Are you sketching?"
"Sister Zaolin Jun." Qin Jian said without raising his head, "We are listing the music list."
"Set list?"
Liao Linjun had a question mark written on his face.
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After listening to Qin Jian's idea, Liao Linjun agreed, "Let's do it at St. Ann's Church. You can list the repertoire and send me a copy."
After breakfast, Qin Jian went directly to the factory and found the old bartender who was tuning the strings. After hearing this, the old bartender agreed: "I think it's best in the afternoon. You can tell me the time in advance."
In this way, a clavichord concert belonging to Qin Jian was finalized.
Immediately afterwards.
The small town spread the news the next day that a mysterious concert was about to be held at the town church.
This is big news for the small town.
This news actually came from the lounge. The reason was that the old bartender stayed there again that night. Everyone in the piano room heard the news and expressed that they would definitely go there to support him.
After some thought, Qin Jian also decided on the date of the concert - August 5 at 14:30 pm.
Because August 6 was Duan Ran's birthday, although the two agreed not to go back and forth, Qin Jian didn't want to take up this day either.
In addition, he will go to the official event of the Bells Music Festival with the old bartender on August 8th. It is not certain when he will return, so August 5th is the best time.
In this way, he can use the remaining two days to prepare the repertoire for the concert.
After combining the three rounds of Chopin's main competition repertoire, Qin Jian selected some repertoire from each round.
At the beginning of the first half, he planned to play Ballade No. 1 + Op25no1 etude Shepherd Boy Piccolo + Waltz in F major.
The second half is a complete set of Sonata No. 2.
If the applause is warm enough, his encore will be a Chopin Nocturne.
It looks like a sincere track list.
Two days passed quickly. Qin Jian was not idle these two days. He even stopped his counterpoint and harmony lessons. In addition to busy preparing the repertoire, accompanied by the old bartender, the two posted posts around the town.
Concert poster.
This poster is like a small advertisement, and there are no photos on it, and even the introduction is in Norwegian.
But seeing that this was written by the old bartender himself, Qin Jian endured it.
On the evening of August 4th, an old man and a young man put up the last advertisement on the lamppost.
"Want to have a drink, Jian?"
"Come on, sir, I'm treating you."
The two of them walked towards the lounge casually, leaving only the lamppost behind them.
The lamppost is accompanied by small advertisements, so it is not alone.
Under the streetlight, the scrawled letters on the small advertisement are a bit cute.
Norwegian - 'On August 5th at 14:30 in the afternoon, St. Ann's Church will hold a clavichord concert that requires no tickets at all. The performer is my nephew, you are welcome - Daniel Porter'