The third part is the various master classes and sponsors' shows after the official conclusion of the workshop.

This is also a common practice, and for an event like this, the cost can be imagined.

Qin Jian originally thought it was nothing, but after Shen Qingci's introduction, he became interested again-about the lineup of master classes-many of them Qin Jian hadn't even heard of names, but Shen Qingci mysteriously told him that there were many powerful characters among them.

"Not every master likes to be active in the public eye. ”

He thought of the lounge across the street from the Imperial Hotel, where every Wednesday and Friday afternoon there was an old man from Lasibelius, and a wise old lady in the garden of the Vienna University of Music and Performing Arts.

"But they also want to have a really meaningful event. ”

Just like this workshop on Rachmaninoff's works, as the last romantic pianist of the Russian school, Rach's works do have so much to ponder for future generations.

Qin Jian was suddenly more interested in this seminar.

What kind of Rachmaninov will those predecessors who have been hidden in the city bring?

On the way to the cafeteria, Qin Jian kept fantasizing in his mind.

Maybe the world of the piano is not only what you see and hear, just like Shen Qingci just used an ordinary upright piano in class and played a casual pull, which can make his heart surge.

How many characters like Shen Qingci are there in the world, how do their students absorb and digest them in class, and how will these students express themselves on the stage.

"Looking forward to it. ”

...

"Senior brother, I have to discuss the evening party with my classmates in the department at lunch. ”

At the door of the second meal, Natsuki stopped.

Qin Jian came back to his senses and said with a smile: "Okay, you have to express your opinions and thoughts more." ”

"I'll try my best, goodbye brother. Natsuki waved his hand and walked in the direction of a meal.

"Bye. ”

Qin Jian also turned around and came to the second meal.

After ordering a mapo tofu, Qin Jian calmed down the emotions in his heart.

Munching on the rice, he reopened the panel.

In the last slot of the inventory, there is an extra bottle that looks a little like Chris's Potion of Madness.

A little shorter, a little fatter.

The liquid in the bottle is a little greener.

[Chris's Intermediate Tremolo Potion]: After use, it can slightly increase the strength and density of the contractor's tremolo playing

Tremolo is an advanced technique, and many famous piano textbooks have special etudes written by performers for it.

Hanon, Czerny, Moshkovsky, Chopin, Liszt have all written.

Especially Liszt, Qin Jian once thought that Liszt's preference for tremolo technology was because he wanted to show off his strength.

But it's also true that the tremolo technique has strict control requirements for the strength of the entire wrist and fingers, as well as the coordination of muscles throughout the body.

"Do you want to use it?"

A chime rang in my ears.

Qin Jian chose no, then turned off the panel and continued to eat.

"It's reassuring to rely on your own muscle memory to practice this technique. ”

...

There were no classes in the afternoon of the whole freshman year, and after lunch, Qin Jian went directly to the piano room and began to practice.

Or go through the daily must-practice content according to the plan.

Two hours later, he started a new round of practice for pulling three, and in the afternoon practice, he faintly felt that his lower finger fell much more smoothly, and his heart felt less frizzy.

Probably because Shen Qingci's words in the morning gave him some touch.

It is one thing to be able to meet some unheard of masters, but on the other hand, it is a special concert of the Huaguo Academy.

It's not a competition, but it also smells of fighting for honor.

Shen Qingci's words did not put pressure on the two, but Qin Jian still felt that he attached great importance to this concert.

This is related to many issues, such as the face of the school, the piano department, and his face.

Shen Qingci's strength in his bones is known to everyone.

Qin Jian is also more or less stressed now, especially the role that he was clearly informed before the end of class that he would appear as the finale of this concert.

Playing pull three + finale appearance.

Being given such a heavy responsibility, Qin Jian's pressure can be imagined.

He also jokingly asked Shen Qingci: "Teacher Shen, I can play two with Xia Shu, and you can do it yourself." ”

It's just a joke is a joke, and Shen Qingci didn't pay for his jokes.

"Prepare well, Qin Jian. ”

...

An afternoon passed, and Qin Jian's practice was very fulfilling and down-to-earth.

When I picked up the phone again, it was already 18:13, and there was a new message.

Teacher Shen: 'Don't arrange things tomorrow night, don't be late for the opera hall at 19:30'

Qin Jian didn't think much about it, and edited it.

Let it go: don't worry, Mr. Shen

After packing up his things and leaving the piano room, Qin Jian bought a loaf of bread and went directly to the theater building.

As soon as he entered the hallway, he heard the crackling sound of an electric guitar in the distance.

Gently push open the door of the rehearsal hall, and sure enough.

On the stage, Wang Xiaoliang was holding a red electric guitar angrily, and under his feet was an effect and stereo.

Anyone who has ever mixed up with the band knows it.

"President. ”

"President. ”

Several voice members who were eating a boxed lunch in the audience saw Qin Jian coming.

"You are eating, and you are not in a hurry. ”

Qin Jian said and went on stage.

As soon as he came on stage, Tang Jie hurriedly walked over with the score of Rock Canon in two steps: "I was about to call you, please help me see how I can get my hands in the place where the three voices of this place go in together." This refers to a place on the staff.

"Don't worry, this place, your gestures should be very clear..."

Qin Jian's small class opened.

...

Tonight is the rehearsal that everyone has agreed to - rock 'n' roll canon.

Qin Jian hadn't been involved in this matter for the past two days, but the members of the Orchestra Department of Figaro's Spring Club were very busy.

Since Qin Jian announced the suspension of club rehearsals, everyone's energy has been put into this show.

Compared with the rehearsal of pure classical music, the rock canon full of modern electronic elements makes everyone full of expectations.

"When classical meets rock. ”

The cutie has even thought of the title of the copy on the day of the party.

In the afternoon, everyone began to get busy for the evening rehearsal, although everyone was already familiar with the rehearsal process, but Qin Jian and Ning Qianxia were not there, and everyone was still a little weak in their hearts.

Especially Chen Tangjie, when this Qin Jian came, he was at ease.

"But let's talk about Tang Jie first. ”

"This time I will listen to your command, the keyboardist is only responsible for the keyboard, and Chen is in charge. Qin Jian joked, and Wang Xiaoliang swept the strings next to him.

The crowd laughed.

Seven o'clock sharp.

Rehearsals officially begin.

Qin Jian sat down in front of the electric piano behind the strings, and from this point of view, the perspective of the orchestra and the conductor was completely different.

"Interesting. ”

Gently brushing the cold keys, his mood relaxed from the afternoon practice.

Quickly recalling the fragment of his voice in his mind, Qin Jian exhaled softly.

"Finally a game for myself. ”

There was silence.

Everyone's eyes were mostly on Chen Tangjie on the command platform.

On Chen Tangjie's side, Wang Xiaoliang was in high spirits with his red electric guitar on his back.

"Sao~"