887. Concert: Belonging to the Champion's Opening by Mo Xue
At 16:00 pm on March 20th, Yanjing time, Qin Jian appeared on time in the harmony classroom on the second floor of the teaching building of Huaguo University.
Teachers and classmates have long been accustomed to his sudden appearance.
Mainly, teachers.
The teacher who was taking roll call did not show any particular surprise.
The roll call continued, and the students who were called answered continuously.
Qin Jian walked into the classroom. When he passed by the people in the club, he raised his hand and couldn't help but breathe.
After saying hello, I sat in the last row alone.
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After a week of running around, Qin Jian was picked up by Fatty from the airport at dawn today and returned to the hotel in front of the school.
After taking a short rest, he returned to school at dawn
After returning home from his hurried "visit", he had to find his leader first.
When he knocked on the door of Wu Qing's office, Wu Qing, who was busy, saw that it was him, put down the documents in his hands and got up to make tea for Qin Jian.
Qin Jian briefly reported the general situation of the trip to the other party. Finally, he brought greetings from the dean of the St. Petersburg Conservatory of Music, "Dean Kvitz took me to say hello to you."
"Thank you for your hard work this time."
Wu Qing said, and then gave high recognition to the work he did during his visit to the three major music schools in Russia on behalf of the academy.
"Let Teacher Liu contact you after a while. Then you can sort it out together and make a report on this trip."
"Okay, Dean." Qin Jian responded.
moment.
"Has it been decided when to leave?" Wu Qing asked.
"April 1st." Qin Jian has already chosen the date.
"There's still one week left." Wu Qing nodded, "Just take a good rest these two days. If you need anything else, just ask me."
"The school will try its best to satisfy you."
Speaking of needs, Qin Jian really has them.
He has been thinking for a long time about whether members of the Le Figaro Spring club can obtain professional course credits through practical activities such as rehearsals and performances.
Before going to Moscow, he also discussed with several people from Ning Qianxia, but the result of the discussion was minimal.
However, taking this opportunity today, he mentioned that no matter the outcome, he would fight for everyone again.
Wu Qing smiled after hearing this, "Your request is impossible."
Qin Jian also smiled shyly, "Then I'll be fine."
"but."
Wu Qing waved his hand and said, "The school is currently arranging elective courses for several external professors."
"Xia Dong will have an orchestra rehearsal class at school this semester."
“Course duration is two semesters.”
"Your teacher has proposed to the college that students participating in this course should obtain corresponding credit points in each class."
Wu Qing paused, "I have already agreed. It depends on the opinions of other department leaders, but it shouldn't be a big problem."
"thank you."
Compared to Wu Qing, the person Qin Jian was more grateful to was Shen Qingci, but with the dean's nod, the matter basically stopped.
For everyone, although grade points are not as important as professional credits, having them is worse than not having them.
After leaving Wu Qing's office, Qin Jian went to Shen Qingci's office.
Then he spent the whole morning in Shen Qingci's office.
The two masters and apprentices talked about a lot, such as this concert and their experiences at the St. Petersburg Conservatory of Music.
Qin Jian focused on telling Shen Qingci about the current situation of Mr. Bunin.
"The old gentleman is generally in good health. I heard him give two professional classes to students. His voice was loud, and the way he waved his arms didn't look like an elderly person at all."
"That's good." Shen Qingci nodded after hearing this.
Qin Jian knew that Shen Qingci had been taught by the old man while studying abroad and had always regarded him as his idol.
Just like he did to Pollini.
Later, when talking about the publication of the book, Qin Jian talked about what happened between him and Yegor.
It's just that Shen Qingci doesn't know Yegor very well, ""You can talk to Porter about these things."
Shen Qingci asked Qin Jian if he planned to shelve the publishing plan, and Qin Jian answered yes.
This was prompted by two reasons.
Yegor's lack of clear nod was an obstacle that he couldn't get around.
Another important point is that he met Yegor during this trip to Moscow.
Especially in the last chat with the other party yesterday, although it was mostly arguments, it has to be said that Qin Jian was definitely inspired by the views that were rejected by the other party.
He has always insisted on introducing documents into China in order to fill this academic gap, so he tried to restore the original content as much as possible during the translation process.
In the process, he had to admit that many schools of thought were indeed, as Yegor said, "They are no longer suitable for this era."
But Yegor also said, "They are not abandoned, nor can they be abandoned. What they need us to do is to reflect."
These two sentences made Qin Jian realize that when translating this once great work to today's Chinese piano academia, he should also add some "annotations" in his reflections to things that are not applicable to today.
Of course, he had done this before, for example, he would write down some of his own thoughts after some of Negoz's views.
The result was just his occasional inspiration.
He did not think carefully about whether this approach could be treated as a core of translating this work for you.
Translation + introduction, in the process of restoration, analysis from the perspective of the new era is added, and then future ideas are given.
After thinking about it, he had the urge to do it all over again.
Maybe it's a good choice to put it aside temporarily.
He gave his notes to the other party in the hope that the other party could give him some advice. After all, when it came to researching the development of the Russian piano, what the other party showed him was definitely not something that could be described in just a few nice words.
The stubborn old guy who dared to deny Negoz's views in front of him had a unique view on the development of the Russian piano school today. However, Qin Jian knew deeply that the other party's views were from the perspective of the Negoz school.
Above, I just added my own thoughts about the new era.
As for how the other party will solve the language problem after getting his Chinese translation, Qin Jian doesn't care.
"Perhaps Yegor can use this to master a new language.
When leaving Shen Qingci's office, Qin Jian took away his Paris Music Festival invitation.
Shen Qingci:
"I won't go on this trip. You can see for yourself based on the situation. I think there will be a letter from Warsaw this week."
Qin Jian spent three wonderful hours alone in the piano room at noon. Practicing the piano was the best medicine for him to relieve the fatigue of the journey.
During the break, he called the old bartender.
It's just that the old bartender seemed a little vague when describing the relationship with Yegor on the phone.
And Qin Jian could tell that the old bartender had a lot of prejudice against Yegor.
He didn't believe that the old bartender's character would be like those old guys in Moscow, who would be dissatisfied with each other because of academic disputes.
This made Qin Jian even more curious.
"You wouldn't have given a philosophy of life class to their female students alone when you were teaching there, would you?"
Qin Jian felt that this was not impossible.
Old bartender: "What else did you say?!"
Qin Jian: "Si——"
Suddenly there was a clear voice on the phone, "Boss, lunch."
As a result, Qin Jian, who wanted to have a good gossip, was hastily stopped because of Xie Meng's voice that suddenly appeared on the other end of the phone.
So Qin Jian had no choice but to continue practicing until 3:50 in the afternoon, when he left the piano room and went to the teaching building.
There were not many classes left in Huayuan, so he wanted to take one class at a time.
——
"Sun Hao."
"have!"
"Qin Jian."
"arrive."
He sounded slightly tired. Drugs are not a good medicine after all.