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921. The opportunity of a day lies in the morning heart-shaped omelette @ Duan Duan

This wig looks fashionable enough, with the same light blonde color as Adams.

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The next evening at 19:15, there were still 45 minutes until Henry Herz's concert started.

Langton reluctantly put down the book in his hand, stood up and stretched.

He looked out the window. The lights were starting to turn on, and the street in front of La Scala Theater was already bustling with activity.

Suddenly something occurred to him, he picked up the mobile phone on the table and took a look at it, then threw it away and got busy.

"It's definitely too late to take a shower."

He directly opened the leather bag on the bed, took out the brown dress he had prepared in advance, and put it on in front of the mirror.

On the other hand, he was humming a Schubert tune at a very fast speed.

The extra-large and fat version of the custom-made dress looked just right on him, but the only drawback was the few strands of hair left on his head.

"Um."

With a meaningful sigh, he put the wig on the table on his head.

After slightly adjusting the angle of his hairline, an energetic fat blond man appeared in front of the mirror.

Langton whistled in the mirror with satisfaction.

After finishing packing, he walked out of the room and headed for the elevator.

...

In the hotel lobby, there is a constant flow of passengers coming in and out, but every figure who is about to leave or is unable to help but look to the left of the door.

The pair of Chinese young men and women under the crystal chandelier were really too dazzling.

The tall man wore a crisp and straight black dress, giving him a calm and sophisticated look. The tall figure beside the man wore a long burgundy silk skirt, which was graceful and graceful, showing the beauty of the East.

The camera zooms in.

"Every time it's the time he agreed on."

Qin Jian looked at his watch and complained about Langton's tardiness with some dissatisfaction.

The two of them had been waiting here for ten minutes, during which time he signed an autograph for a fan who came from Durin to watch the concert.

At this moment, there was a "wow" sound beside him, and Qin Jian's hand was pulled slightly.

Turning around, he couldn't help but open his mouth.

Looking at the fat blond man who had already approached him, he looked up and down, unable to resist the urge to hit him, "Professor, your hair?"

"Very stylish, right?" Langton showed a confident expression.

"Pfft -" Qin Jian coughed, "Okay, okay, it suits you very well."

Langton seemed very dissatisfied with Qin Jian's attitude, and asked Duan Ran playfully, "How is it?"

Duan Ran gave a sincere answer: "Very handsome."

"Ha." Langton raised his thumb with satisfaction, "I like your honesty, Duan."

With that said, the three of them left here.

After leaving the hotel door, Duan Ran took the initiative to hold Qin Jian's left arm.

Langton followed behind and couldn't help but smile, thinking that it looked like the two of them had gotten back together.

He cares about the changes that occur in the development of all things, and he is most curious about the actual experience that brings about changes.

Especially between men and women.

This book is the one with the most limited experience in his life, and he has not seen any real scenes in the book.

He didn't believe that Shakespeare's description of love was too exaggerated.

So he rushed to the other side of Qin Jian in two steps, and thought he was clever and asked them what they had done today.

Regarding this question, the two people who were asked smiled and remained silent.

"Tell me quickly, Qin, this is our new topic."

...

Two minutes of Lu Chen were enough for Qin Jian to solve Langton's doubts. After crossing the street, the three of them arrived at Teatro alla Scala.

In the history of music and art, there are few opera houses that have been seen as a perfect example of incarnated architecture like La Scala in Milan.

It is not only a gorgeous grand opera house, but also a standard neoclassical style building.

At night, the colorful buildings seem to have replaced the street in front of the door a hundred years ago, giving people a reappearance of the old times and a strong sense of history.

Following the bustling flow of people, the three of them walked into this grand theater, which Italians call a symbol of Italian music.

Check in, get in.

The auditorium is beautifully decorated with gold, red and silver colors.

The horseshoe-shaped seating area has five levels of private rooms and a gallery.

The seats for three people are in the center area, which is almost one of the best viewing spots.

A good environment indeed makes it easier for people to look forward to the upcoming performance.

Qin Jian withdrew his eyes from the grand piano on the stage and once again fell on the first piece on the program list in his hand.

【Sonata for d piano No 4 in C major Op. 102 No.1】

"Sonata No. 4 in C major for cello and piano, Op. 102, No. 1"

It’s Uncle Bei’s dividing line——————

19:55.

The preparatory bell rang before the concert.

The sitting room gradually became quiet.

People are no longer doing their trivial matters, quietly waiting for tonight's protagonist to arrive.

Occasionally, there will be a rustling sound coming from a certain corner.

At 20:00, the door at the corner of the stage was opened.

For a moment, the scene was completely silent.

The next second.

Henry Herz, wearing a short black dress, walked out holding a piano.

"Wow————————"

Immediately afterwards, the audience immediately burst into thunderous applause, as if to pay tribute to the new Yang Niglo winner.

Henry faced the applause and calmly walked to the center of the stage and placed the piano in front of him.

At this time, Gangban, who appeared behind him, also

Behind him was his steel partner.

This steel partner Qin Jian has an impression. Because of Pollini, he paid special attention to the Italian players before the start of the Chopin Competition.

At this time, this steel partner was on the list of 300 people in the preliminary round, but unfortunately, he did not make the final shortlist.

The applause from the audience fell.

The dialogue on stage begins.

The piano partner sat down, adjusted the height of the piano bench, and then confirmed each other's pitches with Henry in the center of the stage.

A cello sound mixed with the crisp and dotted sound of the piano and the gentle strumming of the strings brought out a long period of tranquility.

The beautiful tone seemed to foreshadow the theme of tonight's concert.

At this moment, everyone in the entire concert hall was seated.

Five or six seconds later, Henry raised his bow while looking up at the sky——

The bow is attached to the strings.

swing arm

‘Weng——’

‘Weng——’

‘Weng——’

A set of ethereal and soft descending melodies, like a devout prayer being inspired above the stage.

Then the piano joins in, and the music begins to develop slowly forward.

——

This sonata for cello and piano is the earliest of Beethoven's late works.

After experiencing deafness, illness, and the failure to fight for the custody of his nephew, Beethoven's life reached a real bottom.

This work, which has an almost single-theme structure design, in a sense reflects an important symbol of how he got out of the darkness of life, re-joined music and opened a new chapter in his creative career.

The whole work has two movements, and Henry Herz used his superb piano skills to depict the characteristics of this work in the music.

Listening to Qin Jian from his personal perspective, he not only explained it, but also gave it a unique personal understanding.

Especially when it comes to tempo processing in the second movement, there are different professions, but the music is universal.

After listening to the second movement, he felt refreshed and the depression in his heart caused by the first movement was swept away.

——

Of course, a skilled person should have this kind of skillful means of controlling the rhythm of musical expression.

By the end of the song, he had recognized the opponent's technique.


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