When the personal information of contestant No. 57 was being read out in the hall, Qin Jian had already adjusted his breathing and prepared to enter.
He moved his shoulders and prepared to appear.
"Wait a minute, wait a minute."
Qin Jian stopped and looked back, only to see Duan Ran taking out his white handkerchief from the dress jacket in his arms.
"I almost forgot!" Duan Ran took two steps and handed it over.
Qin Jian took it and kissed the other person's forehead, "You are the best."
After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the rotating passage.
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On the stage, the host has already started the track prompts.
"The repertoire he will perform this round includes Op. 45 Prelude in C sharp minor, Op. 23 Ballade No. 1 in G minor, Op. 45 Waltz in F major, and Op. 53 Polonaise in A flat major."
After the host finished reading this set of tracks, which were arranged in an unusual order, he left the stage.
The audience applauded again.
Yglaz: "Wonderful, it was your suggestion."
"That's right." Shen Qingci replied lightly, looking at the young man walking up from the backstage, with a slight smile on his lips.
...
Without the tuxedo jacket, Qin Jian's figure looked even more slender under the stage light. His crisp white shirt and black trousers made him look like a pianist walking into a salon.
He held his hand and bowed to the audience politely.
The applause fell.
He sat down in front of the piano and wiped the keyboard again out of habit.
Adjust the height of the piano bench.
Take a deep breath.
Raise both hands and lower all three fingers.
"When—"
A set of fantasy-colored chords floated up, and the clean sound of the piano exuded a sense of sunshine under the bright stage background.
"When-when-when-"
There is no simpler rhythm than this, and there is no simpler melody than this.
Qin Jian still had that look on his face that looked down upon everything, looking directly at this certain point.
That point is the center point of the dark halo on the back of the piano, or it may just be a coincidence.
The music moves forward slowly.
Decrescendo to crescendo.
Decreasing in intensity.
From time to time, he would shake his head or nod along with the strong and weak melody.
The focus of his eyes never changed.
After the music changed its key, the harmony suddenly became depressing, and this atmosphere quickly spread from the stage to the audience.
The long sound of the piano seems to come from far to near, easily pulling out a certain memory buried in people's hearts.
This sense of resonance made them have no choice but to carry their memories, look at the young man in white in front of the piano, and continue to move forward with the sound of the piano in their ears.
Gradually, the sound of the piano becomes weaker and weaker, and becomes farther and farther away from people.
Quiet and full of omens.
When the sound of the piano completely disappeared in the entire hall with a fragile chord, some people woke up, while others were still in their memories.
Riglaz wiped the corners of his eyes, and the Pole, who could never resist the piano, took a deep breath. He could say too much about this piece of music, but he said nothing.
The hall was quiet for three full seconds.
There was no sound during this period.
Three seconds later.
Qin Jian moved and looked away.
The movements were also a bit louder, and his seemingly light falling fingers actually played a set of loud but dull chords.
"When—!"
‘Op.23 Ballade No. 1 in G minor——’
He started playing the second piece of this round.
Qin Jian may be concerned about whether the audience can pick up their scenes in the new melody and key.
Or don't care, this is not something that humans can control.
He didn't have time to think about it.
If the C-sharp minor Prelude was a story introduction designed by him to set up the stage mood, then he did it.
So the next time is his time to tell the main text of the story using Ballade No. 1 in G minor.
On the keyboard, ten fluent fingers perform a pleasing dance.
Full of recitative melody and heavy sound, it seems like a real opening statement.
He has a serious temperament and a sad mood.
The first theme of the music appeared under his fingers? The sigh-like tone and waltz-like rhythm revealed a touch of sadness.
The lyricism of the melody is out of control. The meaning of the story is expressed through the piano, transmitted to the audience through the stage space, and sent to the ears of every audience. Finally, it falls in front of the seventeen judges.
The judges enjoyed hearing stories during this round.
But the premise must be a good story to impress some of them.
In Chopin's era, the Romantic trend of thought continued to pour in and hit the people who were once immersed in the classical tradition. Literature and poetry soon set off a new artistic revolution.
Just the right time? At this time, the young Chopin was eager to find a breakthrough for this vicissitudes-stricken nation.
Oscar Kjellberg once said - "When patriotism awakens in literature? Music will surely follow."
Chopin was the first person to follow.
Influenced by the poetry of the famous Polish patriotic poet Mickiewicz, he became the first composer to introduce the genre of ballade to the piano.
Unlike the Scherzo, which exposes the distortions of society? The Ballade is more universal.
Ballade No. 1 in G minor, "No. 1" is the first narrative work born in Chopin's piano world.
Qin Jian's effort on this piece is by no means inferior to any Mozart concerto or Beethoven sonata. It includes not only the sweat of practice, but also the time he spent hunkered down in a sea of words.
Although this work has a specific text source, Chopin did not simply organize the music according to the structure of the poem, but adopted a relatively free sonata form.
After the unique fortepiano recital at St. Ann's Church, Qin Jian not only received feedback from the source of the timbre, but he also re-reflected on the expression of this ballade.
At that concert, he tried to incorporate his own point of view into this piece for the first time.
The very idea of adding performers to a well-structured piece of music is a somewhat dangerous thing.
Especially when two themes full of opposites and conflicts collide with each other, how can the performer unify them and develop dramatic musical dynamics.
This is a problem that Chopin left for later generations of pianists.
It is also the test questions that the judges give to the contestants.
At this time, the 17 judges looked at the Chinese youth on the stage with different expressions, listening to the linear melody in front of them from their own angles.
After the music ends with the mournful first theme, it naturally enters the gentle and lyrical second theme.
Qin Jian on the stage quietly removed the power of his arms, and in the next touch of keys, he only relied on the power of his wrist rotation to adjust the notes.
Just such a simple little action, the music surprisingly showed its sensitive and poetic side.
In the development part, he continued to transform this theme into development with exquisite variations, reproducing the first theme.
There are two themes, one tragic and one gentle.
The two are upside down, intertwined in a contradiction, and enter the poet's anxious heart.
The rapidly developing contradictions moved forward bravely in Qin Jian's highly concentrated condensation!
The speed of the music is getting faster and faster, as if the recapitulation is greatly compressed.
With a shake of both arms, a short two-bar sentence was struck out.