754. The Long-Lost Rehearsal Site of the Homecoming Banquet
More than half a year of living in Europe still caused Qin Jian a little trouble with his biological clock.
Usually at 7 o'clock in Yanjing, he might be getting ready for bed or already asleep.
But now he sat down in front of the piano to prepare for the start of a new day.
"Breathing"
“It only takes two days to get used to it”
After taking a breath, Qin Jian placed the Chris Intermediate Piano Guide scales on the music stand.
Playing from memory has the romance of playing from memory, and playing from reading has the ritual feeling of playing from reading.
The first morning exercise after returning to China requires a sense of ritual.
"When, when, when, when..."
After exhaling for a moment, Qin Jian's left and right hands fell at the same time.
Groups of octaves pop out from the piano soundboard, bright and slow.
He dropped his fingers very slowly, and each set of sounds seemed to have been fully thought out.
But in fact, he was not thinking about anything, he was only moving with his hands.
Warm up by moving your fingers slowly to prevent strains. This is no different from warming up before training for athletes.
After playing the C major scale, Qin Jian continued to play the G major scale.
Then D major.
A major.
...
With the first ray of light in the morning, the first batch of Chinese Academy students appeared on campus.
When everyone passes by the piano room building, they can't help but look up and take a look at piano room 206.
On such an early morning, the solitary sound of the piano and the figure in front of the window are enough to attract everyone's attention.
The old students lamented that as long as he was in school, in most cases no one would come to the piano room earlier than him. The "midnight piano incident" has become a well-known joke in the school.
The freshmen felt more inspired and admired. They thought that Chopin Competition champions like Qin Jian were no longer good at practicing basic skills.
But in fact, they found that Qin Jian's scale practice was much slower than when they warmed up.
...
Qin Jian spent the whole morning playing various scales and arpeggios.
After lunch, he called Xia Dong and Cai Song respectively to express his request. They both said they would be free on the afternoon of the 8th.
So Qin Jian set the final assessment time at 3 pm on November 8th, which happened to be Sunday.
After telling the time, he returned to the piano room and continued practicing today.
In the afternoon, he focused on polishing the first half of the concert on the 6th.
Different from the performances in Europe, in his current understanding of Chopin's music, the Chinese aesthetics are different from those in the West.
As a country of poetry, China has a deep love for poetry.
They like ups and downs, pay attention to simplicity and freehand blank space.
So he thought about how to integrate the strong lyrical meaning in Chopin's music with traditional Chinese humanities.
After half a day of exploration, he dismantled and reset the two sets of mazurkas and found the decoding of the problem.
In Mazurka, there is no traditional square counterpoint of Western music. It is absolutely linear, similar to Chinese calligraphy and painting.
...
Early the next morning, he continued to the piano room to start research on yesterday's topic.
Before the end of the session at noon, he completed all the music for the first half.
In the afternoon he invited Shen Qingci to listen.
After hearing this, Shen Qingci affirmed his idea and also gave some of his own opinions.
"You can try to be more restrained in technique and give more emotion to your performance."
With the help of Shen Qingci, Qin Jian finally determined the performance plan for the first half of the concert the day after tomorrow.
It was already half past seven in the evening when the two of them left the piano room.
Shen Qingci refused Qin Jian's dinner invitation on the grounds that "Liao Linjun is still waiting at home", "Don't be late for the Zhongshan Concert Hall at 2:30 tomorrow afternoon. If you need anything, call me."
"Yeah, don't worry."
...
The two separated at the door of the piano room. Qin Jian passed by and ordered a mapo tofu dregs rice bowl. Because he came late, only the tofu dregs were left.
When I went out, I encountered several young and energetic figures approaching, and Fang Xiaoyu happened to be among them.
When Qin Jian looked at a few people, the people who were joking also looked at him. Fang Xiaoyu was about to speak subconsciously, but swallowed the word 'teacher' on the edge of his mouth.
"Hello, President!"
So the first person to greet Qin Jian became the girl on Fang Xiaoyu's left. When Qin Jian heard that the president recalled the stage the day before yesterday, this girl seemed to be a member of the clarinet section, "Hello"
"Hello, President." To the left of the clarinet girl, the round-faced girl holding a viola looked a little afraid of Qin Jian, and her tone of voice was a bit timid.
Qin Jian smiled. He remembered this girl. She played the mezzo-soprano solo in the 24th song of the third act the day before yesterday. She is a good talent. "You are good at playing the piano. Come on."
When the round-faced girl heard Qin Jian's words, she didn't know how to express her feelings for a moment.
Ever since she learned that the band was going to lay off people, she had been uneasy for two days. She always felt that she would be laid off, but she really liked the feeling of playing with everyone on stage.
Now with Qin Jian's encouragement, she has regained her confidence. "Thank you, President! I will continue to work hard."
Qin Jian smiled and moved his eyes to the right.
"Hello, Senior Brother Qin~"
The low, sexy and hoarse voice reminded Qin Jian of the alto in the corridor that afternoon. Looking at the other person holding Fang Xiaoyu's arm, Qin Jian thought that's what happened.
"Hello."
Qin Jian responded politely and nodded to the other party. The little girl looked really pretty and mature in the film.
Finally, his eyes fell on Fang Xiaoyu's face, and the female bass player's playful eyes also fell on Fang Xiaoyu's face.
"Master, master."
Fang Xiaoyu scratched her head with a grimace. She felt that she had been embarrassed by Qin Jian.
When the word "Master" came out, the three of them were shocked!
The four girls have been living under the same roof for half a semester, and no one, including the female bass player, has ever heard Fang Xiaoyu mention such a thing.
Qin Jian noticed the expressions of several people. It seemed that no one knew the relationship between Fang Xiaoyu and him.
"Going to the piano room?" he asked directly.
Fang Xiaoyu replied, "Yeah, we're going to practice piano."
Qin Jian hummed, "Have you had dinner?"
When the female bass player heard this, her mouth grew into an O.
Fang Xiaoyu: “Eat, eat.”
Qin Jian nodded and glanced at everyone, "Okay."
He raised the big bucket of Nongfu Spring in his hand and waved, "Go quickly, come on everyone."
"Bye bye, President!"
"Goodbye, master."
"Bye, Senior Brother Qin~"
As he spoke, several little girls walked quickly towards the piano room in low voices.
After walking a few meters, the sound of chirping sounded again.
Viola Girl: "Sister Xiaoyu, is the president really your teacher?"
Fang Xiaoyu: "Yeah."
Clarinet Girl "Oh my god, why didn't you tell us earlier?"
Fang Xiaoyu: "You didn't ask me either."
Clarinet Girl: "Xiaoyu, please help me talk to Lily. Can you do it during the assessment..."
Fang Xiaoyu: "No."
Clarinet Girl: “Sister Xiaoyu~~”
Fang Xiaoyu: "The brothers and sisters in the club have been working hard for this competition for more than half a year. We have to rely on our own efforts to be qualified to stay in the band."
Clarinet Girl: "I work hard too!"
Female subwoofer: "Hey, hey, aren't you embarrassing Sister Yu? You should practice the piano more when you have this time."
Female Clarinet: "Hey, what if I get kicked down by then..."
Female Bass Bass: "Just be satisfied. I didn't even pass the entrance exam for joining the league. Senior Sister Ning was too strict."
Fang Xiaoyu: "I caught a cold last time because of you. With your voice, I will definitely be able to do it next time."
Female bass: "I don’t know when the next time will be, but I also want to go to Germany this time~"
The four of them walked to the door of the piano room while talking.
"Hello, beauties~"
A greasy ripple came towards him, and Fang Xiaoyu just wanted to hide away when he heard the sound.
Then a handsome boy carrying a trumpet wandered out from the piano room building.