"Upgrade... at least after completing today's practice plan, right?"
"Is Grave done?"
After making his decision, Qin Jian no longer hesitated, threw off the coat on his shoulders, and sat back in front of the piano.
Tasks for the rest of today.
Goal 1: Handle the pedal use of the introduction
Goal 2: Solve the problem of one-finger and five-finger tremolo control in the Allegro section
For a person who started practicing on the first day, the two goals and tasks set by Qin Jian were undoubtedly wishful thinking from the perspective of a professional practitioner.
but.
We have Chris in our hands and Uncle Che at our back.
Open the sonata collection and turn to Piano Sonata No. 8.
This time, Qin Jian felt much more relaxed. He had lost all his psychological baggage and could feel a sense of ease in his fingers.
At the same time, there is still a hint of excitement in my heart.
It's like when you were a kid and suddenly got a long-awaited track.
"I wonder what works they will prepare?"
Vaguely, Qin Jian's eyes gradually condensed.
A bit looking forward to it.
…
Slowly swing your wrist while adjusting your breathing.
At the same time, the body gradually leaned forward with fine adjustments.
"First Movement."
"grave."
"Speed 40."
…
Yanjing.
Huayun National Center for the Performing Arts.
In a magnificent concert hall.
On the wall facing the auditorium is a huge, primitive pipe organ.
On a huge stage that can accommodate a four-tube arrangement, pillars of lights are shining on several energetic young people. They are gathering around and communicating, bursting into laughter from time to time, with their own musical instruments placed beside or behind them.
The audience seats surrounding the stage are staggered at different heights and arranged in a row behind each other in the shape of terraces.
However, there was no one in the auditorium at this time, except for the two people sitting near the front stage.
The boys and girls looked at the stage in front of them, sitting three feet apart.
“Brother Heng’s revision of this fugue is really great.”
"Nonsense, I don't care who the brother is." The girl nodded while filling her mouth with popcorn, "However, I think Sister Yaoyao is more beautiful."
"...Actually, Brother Heng is quite good-looking."
"Qi Feng, you are so disgusting." The girl turned her body to the side with a look of disgust.
"Hahaha."
…
"Rarity, what song did you prepare for the first round?"
"Hey, is this inquiring about military intelligence?" The girl heard the voice and asked, "What about you?"
"What are you talking about? We are all our own people. Besides, the repertoire for the first round of competition this year was only submitted one hour before the start of the competition."
"That makes sense, so what about you?"
"Psalm."
The girl was a little surprised, "So hard?"
Chopin's etude "Escape Psalm", referred to as the Psalm.
The level of difficulty in the entire set of Chopin's etudes is medium to high, and the opponent's requirements are relatively high.
For piano students of this age, this is a relatively high-level repertoire.
"Hey, let's wait and see if we can make it to the second round. I originally thought it was just a competition, but now it's live broadcasting and selling tickets, which makes people uncomfortable."
"And judging from the known candidates from various regions, there are a lot of hateful characters this year. It's better to choose a safer track. If you are eliminated in the first round, it will be too ugly, and there are many special trips.
The players who came back from abroad to participate in this competition were disrupted.”
"Aren't you?" the girl said scornfully again.
"Aha, I'm different. I just live abroad. It's my parents' fault, not me."
"Haha, hypocrisy!" Suddenly, the girl suddenly remembered something and said suspiciously, "Wait a minute, do you have a list of contestants?"
"Except for a few remote areas and Yanjing, the list of other areas has basically come out. It seems that Brother Heng didn't tell you."
"Stop talking nonsense, take it out quickly."
The young man took out his mobile phone and said, "I sent it to you. You can read it yourself."
The girl threw away the popcorn bucket, took out her mobile phone, clicked on the file and flipped through it quickly.
I slid to a place on the form and suddenly stopped.
found it.
List of nominees of the Quan Provincial Musicians Association.
Piano: Qin Jian
Violin: Lu Shihan
Sure enough, I was overthinking, how could such a coincidence happen.
The girl put away her cell phone, shook her head, and looked at the stage. The figure in white clothes and black pants in the flower alley once again appeared in her mind.
On the stage, several young people returned to their seats.
A round-faced young man holding a bayan came to the middle of the stage and sat on a four-legged square stool.
moment.
"fugata."
The round-faced young man turned around and looked at Chi Heng in front of the grand piano, nodded, and made an OK gesture with his left hand.
He turned around, looked at the bellows in front of him, and gradually began to nod his head.
Suddenly, his arms shook.
The originally peaceful concert hall was instantly broken by a gust of wind blowing from Buenos Aires.
…
fugata?
Piazzolla?
“The only highlight of the entire opening ceremony was the tango song~”
In a huge room, a six-inch Steinway that Qin Jian had dreamed of was lying in the hall.
Behind the piano, a girl wrapped in pajamas was flicking around on her mobile phone, looking sleepy as if she had just climbed up from the piano.
"The number of candidates for Yanjing hasn't been announced yet?" The girl sighed and threw her cell phone on the piano board.
"Hey, some people should not be shy."
As he spoke, he straightened his limp body and lowered his legs that were sitting cross-legged.
The next second.
A pair of slender hands like a magician hung on the keys.
Immediately afterwards.
A series of strange and dense ascending notes floated out from the piano in an orderly manner.
Like a touch of gloomy night
Will-o'-the-wisp.
…
"reach the goal!"
21:47.
Qin Jian finished the last practice and gently left the keyboard with his hands.
"hiss."
Holding up his slightly trembling left hand, Qin Jian felt a slight pain coming from his wrist.
Too much is not enough.
What I practiced today was a bit too much, so I will have to lower the intensity a bit tomorrow.
Qin Jian rubbed his left wrist and grinned.
It's almost ten o'clock, why isn't He Jing back yet?
Just when Qin Jian picked up the phone, a familiar sound of high heels came from the corridor.
As the sound got closer and closer, Qin Jian came to the door.
He opened the door.
"Thanks for your hard work!"
Looking at He Jing who looked slightly tired outside the door, Qin Jian took the other person's bag.
"Have you eaten?" He Jing asked.
"No, sister, have you eaten?"
"I haven't eaten either. I'll cook whatever you want to eat." He Jing said, taking off her coat and getting ready to put on an apron.
However, Qin Jian stopped him and said, "Okay, you rest and I'll cook dinner later!"
"You?" He Jing looked a little surprised and said with a smile, "When did you know how to cook?"
"secret!"
Qin Jian kicked He Jing out of the kitchen.
…
After living alone for two years, cooking is no problem.
Although it's not a great job, it should still be able to handle the stomach.
Not a moment.
A simple scrambled egg with tomatoes, a piece of shredded pork with green pepper, plus some leftovers from lunch, it’s another hearty dinner.
Before the dishes were moved, He Jing went to the kitchen, brushed her long hair away from her ears and bent down to smell it.
“It smells so good.”
Then he picked up a piece of pork shreds with his chopsticks and put it into his mouth. After chewing it lightly, a smile appeared on his face.
"tasty."
Qin Jian stood aside wearing an apron and scratched his head in embarrassment.
"Hereditary!"
Dining room.
"Sister, why are you back so late?"
"Two students live far away from each other, so they spend a lot of time on the road."
This was the first time Qin Jian knew that He Jing was still tutoring outside, and he felt a little uncomfortable.
Suddenly something occurred to him and he asked He Jing: "Sister, haven't you considered opening a piano training class yourself?"
"Actually, I have thought about it, but the rent is too expensive now, so I don't have any plans yet. I'll wait until you go to college."
Qin Jian wanted to say something more, but after thinking about it, he still didn't open his mouth.
Recalling the conversation he heard last time at the restaurant between the parents of two children, Qin Jian felt that he needed to think about this matter carefully after finishing the game.
To earn children’s piano, we need to be professional!
…
After a warm dinner, the two siblings took turns washing up.
A large bed, half for one person. The actual situation is not as embarrassing as Qin Jian thought.
After turning off the lights for a while, He Jing fell asleep.
Listening to He Jing's even breathing, Qin Jian rubbed his hands excitedly.
Suddenly, the panel appeared.
Looking at the full experience tank in front of him, Qin Jian's eyes suddenly lit up with golden light.