872. Cheers! Friends Houlang is still waiting for Chengtao
You don't have to wait long, once the copyright application for Chris's piano teaching method is approved, He Jing's first piano training institution will open in Rochester.
At that time, Chris's piano teaching method will be truly open to the world.
This day has been played in Qin Jian's mind countless times.
As the "founder" of teaching methods, Qin Jian can foresee the pressure he faces from all sides.
Probably not many people would be willing to believe that this teaching method was written by He Jing, and He Jing has made it clear to Qin Jian that the author must fill in Qin Jian's name.
In two years, Qin Jian created a miracle in the classical music circle.
In two years, he won four championship trophies in a row, including the Chopin Competition and the New Opera Golden Conductor Award.
The ensuing tour became a hit and the records sold, all of which stemmed from his magical hands.
Especially the hand with the mysterious black piano tattoo, seems to have an innate dominance over keyboard instruments.
How such a pair of hands practices piano off the stage, countless people want to know the mystery.
And suddenly one day, this secret will be revealed to the public by the person involved.
Although that day has not yet come, what can be expected is that this teaching method will definitely experience something, whether it comes from the outside world or from itself.
After another period of fermentation, perhaps at some point, Qin Jian himself will no longer be particularly persuasive.
At that time, he needed someone who could truly speak for this piano teaching method.
And this person was chosen by him one afternoon in the summer of 2014.
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"Teacher Qin, how much does it cost to have a class with you?"
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Now recalling the last question asked by Fang Xiaoyu when he handed over the answer sheet for the January appointment, Qin Jian could only smile lightly.
What he wanted was never money.
Fang Xiaoyu didn't know that the moment Qin Jian personally promised to accept her as his disciple, she might have to pay far more and heavier than the money.
Because she is Fang Xiaoyu.
Raise an army for a thousand days and use it for a while.
Nothing more than now.
For a field test of Chris's piano teaching methods, next year's Liszt International Piano Competition is an excellent opportunity.
At that time, the eyes of the industry and outside the world will be focused there.
In Qin Jian's blueprint, there is simply no better candidate than Fang Xiaoyu to represent the Chris Teaching Method in this competition.
First of all, Fang Xiaoyu had never received guidance from any professional teacher before him.
Secondly, Fang Xiaoyu’s professional level was almost negligible before meeting him.
Finally, Fang Xiaoyu’s first step into professional piano learning was to start with the Chris teaching method.
A child who has no childlike skills and grew up in an ordinary family entered the stage of the Liszt International Piano Competition with his own efforts and appropriate practice methods.
News headlines like this are not meant to attract people’s attention; everything can be subject to external verification.
Qin Jian doesn't need what kind of results Fang Xiaoyu gets, he just wants Fang Xiaoyu to step onto the world stage and be noticed.
He believed that by that time, He Jing's training institution would have attracted attention from the outside world and even been forced to face some challenges due to the certain repercussions it had caused in the industry.
Prepare for a rainy day. No matter what wave of uncertainty we face at that time, with Fang Xiaoyu’s trump card in hand, he and his teaching methods will not fall into too much of a passive situation.
So all is fair.
If you want to get something, you will have to pay for it, but if you pay, you may not get an absolutely equivalent return.
This is true for both master and disciple.
So does Fatty Yu.
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After a long silence, the fat man opened his mouth when he saw Qin Jian stopped talking.
"Don't worry, Xiaoyu will definitely be able to hold on this year."
Qin Jian smiled, the fat man didn't even know what the other person was going to go through this year, "I hope so."
The fat man lit another cigarette, took a puff, and then threw the cigarette into the ashtray beside the bed.
"Quit smoking."
After spitting out two words, he crushed the cigarette butt with all his strength, then raised his head and said seriously: "If you want to play the flute for the rest of your life, it's better to protect your respiratory tract from now on."
Qin Jian approved in his heart, but said nothing.
moment.
"Xiaoyu has her own busy schedule, so I won't disturb her this year."
Fang Xiaoyu's current thoughts have been made clear. Fatty has no hope that the other party will change anything when he wakes up tomorrow, but he has not considered giving up at all.
After a pause, his tone became calmer: "Actually, this is quite good. I will also try my best to sprint this year and strive to clarify my future career direction before the end of my junior year."
Qin Jian could tell that Fatty insisted on waiting for Fang Xiaoyu. He had already said what needed to be said. As for the rest, he believed that Fatty knew what to do.
"Then come on."
The fat man grinned and stopped continuing the topic, "Sister Jing is leaving tomorrow. Isn't it inappropriate for me to go to Yangcheng?"
"It's okay, just go." Qin Jian cleared away the fat man's doubts, "The main reason why you came this time is that we have to combine your exam repertoire in advance. We don't have much time."
The fat man nodded: "Yeah."
Qin Jian: "Is there anything else you want to say? If you don't have anything else, go to bed. We have to rush back early tomorrow."
The fat man hesitated for a moment, recalling the scene he saw through the window in his mind: "Brother, you have made your decision, haven't you?"
Qin Jian knew what the fat man was asking, but he didn't think much about it and just nodded.
Seeing this, the fat man felt that there was no need to say anything else, so he lay down and turned his back, "Good night, brother."
"Good night."
"You go to sleep first, I'll go see Liu Chen."
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At this time, Li Qiye was lying on the bed playing with Luban. Just after being killed by Arthur, he heard a knock on the door.
When I got out of bed and opened the door, I saw it was Qin Jian.
"Brother Jian, you're not asleep yet."
"Where's Liu Chen, is he okay?"
"It's okay, I went to bed early."
Qin Jian entered the room and took a look. Liu Chen's face had returned to normal while he was sleeping.
Seeing this, he was relieved.
"Qiye, we will leave early tomorrow morning. You can have a good sleep without setting the alarm clock."
Li Qiye smiled sheepishly when he heard this.
As we all know, Li Qiye Bo's reputation as the God of Sleep is not just for boasting.
"In the summer, if you have time, come and visit me in Vienna."
"That's necessary, but I have something else to ask you this time."
Li Qiye said as he picked up a violin sheet music from the bedside.
"You have to sign this for me."
Qin Jian smiled: "There's no need between us."
"No, no," Li Qiye explained, "Udyr specifically asked me to help him get your signature when he returned home this time."
It turns out that Qin Jian didn't know how Li Qiye introduced their relationship to Udyr.
"Send my regards to his old man,"
Qin Jian took the pen and signed his name on the score seriously, "You should also go to bed early."
"Good night Brother Jian, I'm really happy to see you this time."
The two smiled, and Qin Jian patted Li Qiye on the shoulder, "Me too, good night."
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Two good nights ended the first gathering of Boer's Grade 14 Art Examination Class in 2016.
Qin Jian returned to the room, took a shower, set the alarm clock, and went to sleep. Before going to bed, she sent a message to Duan Ran.
After he fell asleep, a sigh came from the bed next to him.
At the same time, in room 312, Fang Xiaoyu also didn't fall asleep.
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At night, as the lights in room 310 were turned off, the whole street really fell asleep.
But this night was destined to be a sleepless night for Fatty and Fang Xiaoyu.
This night seemed to have a special magic power. After dawn, time seemed to accelerate.
In a blink of an eye, it was seven days later.
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February 22, 2016, 16:26 pm.
The second floor of Huaguo Yuan Library.
Qin Jian is quietly doing the final proofreading of "The Development and History of Russian Piano Art".