Chapter 203: The Youth Group Final Begins
() The sky outside the window gradually darkens, and the neon-shrouded Tokyo is once again dressed in a phantom robe.
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Sweeping the numbers on the footer of the score, Qin Jian casually spread out the score and moved it to the small round table in front of him.
Pondered for a moment.
He got up and gently pulled a pink drink out of the fridge and returned to the window.
I drank half a bottle in one go.
Moment.
"Hmm-"
An uncontrollable moan, as if the nerves of his brain were stimulated by the feeling of coldness, Qin Jian suddenly felt that his brain was a lot clearer.
Looking out the window again, only a minute passed, and the lights outside the window seemed to have returned to a colorful downtown from the illusion.
"It's so poetic. ”
Qin Jian thought for a moment.
Raising his hand again, he drank the remaining half of the drink in the bottle in one gulp, and he suddenly understood why Duan Ran liked to drink this lactic acid drink mixed with strawberry flavor.
In the past three years, Qin Jian has been looking for clues about musical motives in every orchestration role in the band.
There is not only the serene lead of the piano, but also the dialogue between the trumpet and the flute.
The oboe may be questioning the bellow horn that is belatedly giving a dull response with a continuous spit of notes.
The enchanting violin was still winking at the simple bassoon in the previous measure, but after a transposition in the next measure, it flew into the arms of the cello.
In the world of Mozart's K491 orchestra, all the drama is going on.
He hurried after him, trying to find out.
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At 12 o'clock at noon on the second day, the final schedule of the junior group has been completed.
At the same time, the Asian Organizing Committee announced the start of the finals of the youth group without a half-stop.
And just last night to today, the promotion lists of all the groups in the other major regions of the world have been born.
14:20。
Qin Jian accompanied Duan Ran to finish the hanging water, and the two arrived at the Tokyo Opera Concert Hall again.
Accompanied by the third-degree etude playing on the stage, the two made their way through the dense back row of the audience.
Duan Ran was placed in a corner of the contestant's seat, Qin Jian went directly to the backstage passage, showed his participation card to the staff, came to the practice area designated by the contestants before the competition, and randomly selected a piano and sat down.
It's a public area, and naturally there are other contestants, but most of them focus on their hands in front of them.
Only a man in black with black sunglasses in the corner kept looking around, and after seeing Qin Jian, his pupils under his sunglasses suddenly lit up, and his eyes followed Qin Jian to the piano.
He waited for Qin Jian's move, but the smile on his face became heavier when a not-so-fast and non-slow scale suddenly appeared in the music clips of various dazzling skills in his ears.
"What a funny guy, and he plays the scales so seriously. ”
The man in sunglasses just watched Qin Jian wave his ten fingers and repeat the scale with the same speed over and over again.
It took less than ten minutes.
There was a round of applause from the stage.
Then the curtain rang out again.
"The next competitor to come out on the stage, Group C No. 2, Kamara, from Tel Aviv, Israel, competes in the Repertoire Liszt's Sutude No. 7, Beethoven's Sonata No. 15 in D major, designated for Yah. ”
As the voice fell, a long-haired woman with linen in an azure dress suddenly stood up
Left here in the eyes of everyone
However, only Qin Jian was unmoved, still playing the scale.
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Time passed little by little, and when the applause at the scene sounded again, Qin Jian slowly stopped, then buckled the lid and turned around and left.
With the re-entry of the finalists, the final has reached a third of the time, and the seventeen players who participated in the final have finished six.
"Why are you back?" Looking at Qin Jian, who had returned to the player's seat from the backstage, Duan Ran hurriedly picked up the cloth bag placed on the seat.
"Thirty minutes of warm-up is enough. Qin Jian said as he stretched out his hand and brushed Duan Ran's forehead again, and then said in a deep voice, "It's good if you don't burn it." ”
"So can you skip the infusion tomorrow morning?"
Duan Ran hurriedly took over the words, but in exchange for Qin Jian's light braincase.
"No, I can't. ”
He sat down, "How is it, do you think that woman played well just now?"
"Okay, the finger skills are too proficient," Duan Ran said and thought for a while, "The timbre of her sonatas is also different from the classical timbre we often hear, how to put it, it is very close to the bright color sense of romantic works, but the musical structure is very rigorous." ”
"In short, it's very personal and not popular at all. ”
"I watched the video of her preliminary round, and it was true. Qin Jian nodded.
Moment.
"I don't think she's necessarily playing worse than one of the judges in the room. Duan Ran said with a serious face.
Qin Jian smiled, "In this competition, there are actually not many players from other countries in addition to their own country, and many invited performers directly refused the invitation of the organizing committee as soon as they heard that they were invited to participate in the competition instead of being judges. ”
These were the exact words of Commander Kobayashi. ”
Qin Jian said and looked at the man playing on the stage, "So this is more of a large-scale classical music event, after all, it is a competition named after Mozart's birthday, and the highlight is still in Europe, maybe Mozart's works are an important part of the final competition." ”
"I see. Duan Ran nodded, with a sudden look, "I've always wondered why the organizing committee put the competition of Mozart's works at the end." ”
"But having said that, there are still some musicians who are already famous and are not willing to give up such an opportunity, after all, this is not a series of competitions, no one knows when the next competition will be, maybe 50 years from now, so it is still of great significance to a pianist's career to get a good result. Qin Jian said, his fingers swaying casually to the slow movement in the air.
"Fifty years from now," Duan Ran calculated, "it doesn't seem bad, you can be a judge at that time." ”
"I refuse. ”
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Accompanied by beautiful piano melodies, under the pleasant dialogue with Duan Ran, Qin Jian did not have any nervousness, and his mentality was completely different from when he participated in the Huayun competition, this time he just came to feel it.
But.
A game is still a game, and the game needs to be a win or a loser.
And the game is going on.
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"Come on. ”
As the performance of the ninth contestant had completely entered the end, Duan Ran's eyes followed Qin Jian to the backstage corridor, silently thinking in his heart.