The music proceeds in an orderly manner, and with the addition of the wind and percussion parts, the momentum of the music becomes more majestic.

The nine erhu players work in unison, and it is difficult to distinguish between them for a while, and the whole piece played by plucked strings only makes the audience feel as if they are in a prairie with thousands of galloping horses, and their hearts fluctuate with the rhythm of the beating.

The horse race is based on the music of the Mongolian ethnic minority in northern China, and the music skillfully combines the scale and rhythm of the Mongolian style with the ornamental notes commonly used in Han music, so that the music has both a cheerful galloping scene and a lyrical singing scene.

Qin Jian has very little involvement in folk music, except for playing some piano exam repertoire adapted from folk songs when he was a child.

At this time, the horse racing piano part written by Shen Qingci in his mind was definitely not comparable to the previous examination repertoire.

Seeing that the music had reached the thirty-sixth measure, and the fortieth measure was immediately in front of him, Qin Jian still couldn't find a suitable mood to integrate into the music in his ears.

"I had to give it a try. ”

With a long roar of the erhu, Qin Jian's waist straightened, and his hands had been pressed down in the moment when his upper body was bent forward.

As soon as his left hand touched the bass, the five and four fingers began to alternate rapid tremolos.

After a while, only a low rumbling sound with a vibration frequency no slower than the erhu trills was heard from the castanets raised by the triolin at the back of the stage.

It's another feeling of a herd of horses running and trampling on the grassland, as if they are chasing ahead, but not really overtaking.

Under the leadership of the nine erhus, the addition of the piano did enter Shen Qingci, which made the timbre level of the whole horse race more urgent and rich.

After the piano was integrated and stabilized, Professor Hou's expression became more and more relaxed, and he was quite satisfied with the pianist at this time.

Ye Hailing never took her eyes off the piano from the beginning, she knew that there would be no problems with the orchestra, and she believed in this orchestra.

Whether everyone's adaptation proposal can be effective or not ultimately depends on whether this young man can do what his recommender said.

"At least for now, it sounds acceptable, but it's less than a bit of a stretch, but it took less than half an hour to go from getting the score to playing it off-score, and it's the first time we've been in a band, so it's pretty good to do that. ”

Ye Hailing said in his heart, there will not be many young people of this age looking at major universities across the country.

Unconsciously, the ups and downs of the young figure in front of the piano took her back to a few years ago in her memory, and Shen Qingci at that time was also so young.

As for Qin Jian's performance at the moment, Shen Qingci was not surprised, he should be the one who knows Qin Jian's true level the most so far, and the score was made up by him, so he knew that Qin Jian's performance would not be a problem.

The question is whether he can grasp the rhythm in the music, Chopin Beethoven, who is accustomed to the major and minor key system, and then get the five flavors of Gongshangjiao, which needs to be adjusted not only on the fingers.

Qin Jian was thinking about it.

At the end of the first section, the orchestra stopped, and Professor Hou talked about the speed problems in several places, and after all the parts were finished, he did not forget to affirm the piano part he had just joined.

"Good piano. “

No one was unconvinced, especially the first few people in the front row who had a lot of complaints about adding the piano to the orchestra just now, after the first section of this time, they could clearly feel the richness of the musical color, and the tenor part was no longer monotonous and dry, which gave them a better space to play themselves.

Qin Jian smiled shyly, nodded slightly sideways, and bowed to Professor Hou with both hands clenched into fists.

For his humble performance of neither humility nor arrogance, everyone has a better impression.

As the second stanza begins, the first thing to sound is a piano introductory cadenza.

This section has no time signature, no bar line, and is also called a loose plate, a beat, and the player needs to add his own understanding to it according to the music.

The melodious piano rose and fell, but Qin Jian's expression returned to the quiet when he was thinking.

"Folk music is our own thing, a characteristic highlight that distinguishes us culturally from other peoples. ”

His right hand crossed a long feather-style melody, and Qin Jian's left hand added a trill to the end of the note that was not on the score, like a horse neighing from afar on the edge of the grassland.

Tchaikovsky also mentioned this. ”

Then.

The hoarse huqin, with a sense of desert desolation, joins the loose board of the piano, rendering the atmosphere of the music with a low timbre.

"That's nice. ”

Qin Jian looked at the long-haired girl who played the huqin, dancing and heroic, as if her heart was also infected, and the strength in her hand did not feel aggravated.

"It's just that the old man Chai is talking about the Russian folk music school. ”

"And my branch of Chinese folk music is more than 56 essences condensed in the southeast, northwest, and north for 5,000 years. ”

Thinking of this, the sense of heroism in Qin Jian's heart was even greater, as if the place that was already a colorful music section became more and more uncontrollable in his hands, and Shen Qingci's score was gradually left behind by him.

As the huqin weakened, a hissing of the erhu solo part joined the music.

Qin Jian only had the basic D feather key left in his mind.

The fire of both hands was unfolded, and there was no longer any humility, and the low high-frequency tremor instantly suppressed the erhu.

The eyes of everyone in the audience were focused on the piano.

The next second.

The erhu solo youth was not to be outdone, his waist bow was even more powerful, and his left arm pulling the strings seemed to be using all his strength.

For a while, the duo of piano and erhu was entangled and inseparably chased away.

The chase lasted for about fifteen or sixteen seconds, and in the end, there was no winner.

Just listen to the sound of "——————".

The gong resounded in the center of the back row of the stage.

The sound of the gong dissipated, Professor Hou put his hands on it, and the rest of the voices joined in, pushing the music to the climax in one go, and the whole song that continued all the way ended.

When the music ended, some people in the audience applauded and some people listened.

Everyone on the stage was also very excited, and after this whole time, they really felt that it was different from what they rehearsed the day before yesterday.

On the contrary, Qin Jian looked thoughtful as if he was out of the situation, and he seemed to have vaguely grasped a little of the essence of playing the piano part of this work, but it was not very clear.

It seems that I have to find time to ask Shen Qingci for advice.

...

It was close to ten o'clock after the rehearsal, and Qin Jian was about to leave after the rehearsal, but Shen Qingci left him.

"Let's have a meal together, Qin Jian. ”

...

There were not many people eating, Ye Hailing and Shen Qingci had three other teachers and two vocal members who were responsible for playing the erhu and huqin.

A group of seven people came to a small restaurant at the entrance of the school.

After eating a meal, Qin Jian was more aware of the content of this event, and felt that his burden was not small, although he only had to participate in the two-act stage performance.

"Qin Jian, what do you think of Western instruments playing national music?"

During the meal, Ye Hailing asked.

"I think that whether we use Western or national instruments to play our national music, the key is that the performer must understand what he is playing. ”

"What kind of background is the background of the time from which the creation is made? ”

"What is the core spirit of the work? ”