This experience contains his understanding of the new profession.
This kind of experience can only be discovered while traveling. He is especially aware of it when facing different audience faces in different places.
The sky above every city is filled with its own unique smell, which is very fresh.
For a professional pianist, it is necessary to stay curious and fresh about everything.
Humanistic care in art has always been mysterious and mysterious. It exists in the streets and alleys where people live, or in a conversation, or in a casual listening experience.
Hearing Lin Chaoge's stream flowing, Qin Jian couldn't help but create a second time on the spot.
Then came the wonderful performance that night.
He has been recognized by veteran artists, and his stream of flowing water has been circulated on the Internet, allowing people to feel the sparks that Western musical instruments and Chinese folk music can produce.
The fact that he succeeded in one go may be due to the unique talent that he has in his bones, or it may be Chris's guidance.
But what cannot be denied is that Qin Jian has always been curious about piano music, and he has always maintained a sense of awe amid his curiosity.
When he first set foot on the soil of the northwest of his motherland, he was immediately attracted.
What attracted him were the interesting dialects of the locals, as well as Xidu’s cold noodles and mutton steamed buns.
The spicy cold skin and the thick mutton foam made him experience the happiness of being a Xidu native.
A meal can represent the culture of a region in a sense.
The delicacies of Sanqin are as charming as this ancient land.
Under the Drum Tower, Qin Jian couldn't help but sigh as he watched the modern traffic passing by and savored the rich aroma in his mouth.
In this long history, perhaps a plate of cold skin and a bowl of meat buns are enough to connect the past and the present.
This is also an experience.
What makes art higher than life is that it itself is more like a magical dream experience, but dreams never fall out of thin air.
In the final analysis, life is the source of all art.
Rooted in life, artistic talent is living art.
Maybe the rapids don't need to be fast but extremely turbulent, maybe the Polonaise doesn't need to be majestic but mighty.
Perhaps the romance of the nocturne can be attributed not only to its beautiful melody.
After three domestic tours and a day of adequate rest, his mind became active again.
At the concert at Xidu Concert Hall that night, Qin Jian tried to interpret Chopin with another mood.
This is an adventure.
This risk was not a reckless one, he had tried it out during the afternoon practice.
After some experimentation, he felt it was feasible.
As we all know, without the composer there would be no performance, and without the work itself the performers would not be able to interpret it.
The composer provides the performers with a source of information through notes, which tells the performers at least what angle they should start from.
However, it does not mean that the performer must absolutely surrender to the composer.
The composer just gave the performers a key. As for what is behind the treasure door, even the composer himself is probably difficult to predict.
The most beautiful thing is that in this process, most composers [except before Romanticism] did not always elaborate the source of information clearly and completely.
This means that the musical work becomes an autonomous creation, which to a certain extent is freed from the composer himself.
The performer can then take the composer's key to take risks and find the door to adventure.
Qin Jian took such a risk.
If someone who is particularly familiar with Qin Jian listens, they will first notice that Qin Jian's Chopin rhythm has changed.
This change was even more obvious at his fifth concert in Lanzhou the next day.
He, who has always used technology to 'control' free speed, seems to have begun to consciously relax the checks and balances on free speed.
All the way to the north.
This interpretation style was completely formed under his guidance at the sixth concert in Silver City.
Especially when playing mazurka, Qin Jian completely let go of his shackles.
His mazurkas were flowing in just three concerts.
I wonder what those European music critics who criticized Qin Jian's Mazurka at the Chopin Competition will think after hearing Qin Jian's concert in the city.
It's amazing that in the vast northwest, his Chopin was infected by a certain emotion.
He saw the desolate and vast loess slopes for the first time, and listened to the simple locals tell their stories about the loess.
He felt that there was some kind of power hidden under this soil that might not be rich enough.
It seems to be able to resolve modern people's anxiety in an instant.
Isn’t this another kind of Chopin’s rural sentiment?
Qin Jian can only start with this question, and he will return to this yellow land again to find the answer.
The third stop in the northwest ended, and Qin Jian regretted that he could not continue heading north or west.
On the night after the Yinshi performance, the team rushed back to Yanjing from Hedong Airport.
November 28, 08:00.
Qin Jian once again appeared in the rehearsal hall of the Huaguo Conservatory of Music.
After finishing the rehearsal in the morning, he gave Fang Xiaoyu a lesson at noon, and then set off on the journey again at 13:24 in the afternoon.
Heading to Heshi, the seventh stop of his tour.
The plane arrived in Heshi at 15:34. After leaving the airport, the entire team had no time to rest. Under the escort of a special car, everyone went directly to the Ontario Grand Theater.
Walking on stage to rehearse for the fan meeting, it was all done in one go, and then came the concert.
After the concert ended, everyone headed to Wu City overnight.
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Time cycles back and forth between touring and rehearsing, and the week goes by quickly.
At noon on December 5, Qin Jian ended his rehearsal in Yanjing and headed to Yungang City, the twelfth stop of the tour.
On the plane, he completed the first electronic draft of "Xiao Ke's Piano Fingering Practice".
As soon as he got off the plane, he sent the electronic manuscript to He Jing, "Sister, I've arrived in Yungang City."
Then the day went by in a hurry.
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After the concert that night, he hurriedly boarded the train to Wanghai City.
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On the train.
Qin Jian ushered in another special day, December 6th.
"Sister Song, I want to meet a friend when we arrive at Haishi later."
"Okay, I'll contact Che now.
Song Ling didn't ask any questions. After getting off the train, she arranged for the others to check in at the hotel, and then drove out of Hongqiao Station with Qin Jian.
Under the night as the car shuttled, the bustling city night scenes on both sides of the window foreshadowed Qin Jian's mood at this moment.
It's been almost a year since we said goodbye to Nanshi at the beginning of the new year. He and Fatty haven't seen each other for nearly a year.
Three hundred pounds of smile: ‘Where are you, where are you!’
Let it go: ‘It’s coming, it’s coming, it’ll be there soon’
Let it go: 'I see you'
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At the gate of the community, Fatty looked at the information on the screen of his mobile phone and felt a tingling light from the corner of his eye.
He looked back.
A black car slowly stopped in front of him.
The car door opens.
A pair of black pants with long legs sticking out.
Then, that familiar figure appeared in front of him with a familiar smile.