Children's Corner, excerpt. ”

In the lingering heat of the audience, Qin Jian raised his hand again.

......

"Debussy. ”

Chi Heng's eyes lit up.

However, after Qin Jian finished playing the melody of the first bar, Chi Heng felt a little suffocated in his heart.

"This guy really has a different brain hole for choosing tunes than normal people, I thought he could play the first movement. ”

"I think it's okay, isn't the sixth movement the simplest in this suite?" The girl opposite Chi Heng was holding a bucket of popcorn in her arms, and her mouth kept clicking.

"What are you kidding, there is no such thing as simplicity in the six movements of this suite. ”

Chi Heng looked at the stage and pushed his glasses, "The title of this movement he chose is "Puppet Dynamic Dance", which has extremely high requirements for controlling the playing power, if the strength and weakness are not delicate enough to show the image in the music, then it can be defined as a failed performance. ”

Listening to the "Puppet Puppet Dance" that seemed to be equipped with a motor in his ears, Chi Heng pursed his lips and said with some disappointment: "For example, just like him." ”

......

【Worship from Chi Heng -1】

Chi Heng?

Looking at the name that came to mind, Qin Jian was slightly stunned, and a chord in his hand was almost played wrong.

Although it was remedied in time, it still left a clear trace in the musical march.

【Worship from Chi Heng -3】

This name is so familiar, where have you seen it?

Qin Jian frowned and didn't think much about it, and quickly returned to the music.

Cheerful rhythm, lovely melody.

Most of the adult listeners in the audience seem to find a childlike interest in music.

Witty, humorous, full of fairy tales.

But.

Qin Jian knew in his heart that he had not practiced this piece in detail, so the level of performance could only be said to be very average.

At that time, I chose it because the music style was joyful and playful, it could be properly active and adjust the atmosphere, and it was relatively easy to practice.

At this moment, I saw that many children on the side of the stage came around, some raised their hands, some clapped their hands, and some even ran and jumped along with the rhythm.

Seeing this, Qin Jian thought slightly, and simply let himself go completely.

I'm sorry, Uncle Debussy, it's all about the show.

At the end of a cadenza, the music returns to the main theme again.

Only this time, the little puppet in the picture suddenly looked like he was drunk.

Shake left and right.

Qin Jian cooperates with exaggerated body movements, trying his best to express the witty image in the music

【Worship from Chi Heng -5】

Chi Heng, your uncle.

......

Finally, under the lively and lovely two sets of chord notes, Qin Jian ended the performance.

This time there was no screaming, no whistles, and the applause didn't last long.

Compared with "Autumn Leaves" just now, this nursery rhyme belonging to children did not increase Qin Jian's worship value much.

But the children's laughter is also another kind of reward.

The children in the audience gradually quieted down.

Qin Jian picked up the microphone again, his eyes a little fluttering.

"Have any friends who have seen 'Angel Emily'?"

......

"Classic!

"I've seen handsome guys. ”

"Here and here!" a middle-aged uncle sitting in a restaurant near the stage raised his hand and shouted loudly, "I've seen it 21 times, is there a reward?"

"Hahahaha. ”

The middle-aged uncle's words caused laughter around him.

"I've seen it!"

"I've seen it too!"

"Ahhh!!! I love Emily. In a booth in the corner of the hall, several girls chattered loudly.

......

"I like Emily too. ”

Qin Jian's voice just fell.

"Handsome guy, my name is Wang Meili, do you think about it?"

I don't know where a sound suddenly popped up from a corner, so frightened that Qin Jian hurriedly put down the microphone.

caused another burst of laughter from the audience.

This time, Qin Jian didn't report the tracks, and got started directly.

The prelude sounded, and many of the audience already knew what kind of song it was.

"Comptined'unautreété", an episode from the movie Angel Emily.

The prelude to no sorrow or joy is like an aimless wandering in a vague world.

As the melody progresses, the music enters the theme, and the vague scene gradually becomes clearer.

In front of the flower shop on the street corner, a blind girl smells the fragrance of flowers, and a man in a suit and leather shoes is anxiously looking at the watch on his wrist and passing by the flower shop.

Behind him, pedestrians were chatting and laughing, and in the attic not far away, a bricklayer was mending broken window frames with a hammer.

The gentle music, starting with a note that seemed to be only half pressed, suddenly became anxious.

Dense notes, calmly run.

Qin Jian's face was calm, as if his fingers were in a state of separation from the whole person.

The melody is getting faster and faster, like a person who is running quickly in a two-dimensional world, and has never been able to find an exit.

The atmosphere in the audience seemed to be infected by the sound of the piano, and it was unusually quiet.

The appeal of music is not only emotional joy, anger and sorrow, but also occasionally induces people to think rationally.

.......

A dull beginning, a dull end.

No joy or sorrow at the end.

If the first song "Autumn leaves" is full of hormones, the second song "Children's Corner" depicts a world of pure laughter.

And the just-concluded song "Comptined'unautreété" seems to symbolize ascetic thinking.

......

Stop again.

Qin Jian is still quite satisfied with the completion of the piece just now, and there are no technical mistakes on the whole, although the song itself has no technical content.

In the speed control of the whole melody, it is basically done with the relaxation that should be in mind.

Although this is just a popular pure piano light music track, Qin Jian expresses the song in a unique way of narration.

Of course, this is also thanks to the accumulation of countless stage experiences in previous lives.

......

"Huihui, this male classmate is a bit powerful. ”

In the audience, Lu Shihan also applauded with everyone.

"My teacher said that it's great for a performer to be able to bring music to life in the form of a story through a performance. ”

"I think it's going to take a lot of experience and he's probably not going to be older than us. ”

Regarding Lu Shihan's words, Lin Zihui didn't say anything, but looked at the stage with a little more complexity in his eyes.

......

......

Song after song.

With the end of the last song, Qin Jian completed the performance of five chic mash-up tracks in the first half.

Amid applause, Qin Jian left the stage.

Except for a few people present, most of the audience listened to it very enjoyably, and even at the last song, many people hummed along with the melody of the piano.

And the worship value in Qin Jian's hand has also reached 1900+, although this is only the end of the half.

However, through the atmosphere of the first half, Qin Jian also found some problems and reformulated the order of the repertoire in the half.

If it's delicious, it should be eaten at the end to make it even better.

......

Background.

""Messy Red" is put at the end, and "Bead Curtain" will be used as the opening moment, and the other order remains the same, understand?"

Seeing Ye nodded, Qin Jian smiled, and took another sip of mineral water into his mouth, "It's hot on stage, you can take off your coat when you go on stage." ”

Ye Yi shook his head, picked up the handbag and came to the door of the dressing room, looking at Qin Jian and making two gestures.

He first pressed the back of his hand to his white neck, and then pointed to his chest.

"What do you mean?" Qin Jian was a little puzzled.

Ye Yi blinked his eyes wide, and then didn't make any more expressions, turned around and walked into the locker room with a smile.

Then there was a soft "click".

On the gate that was closed, there were four big characters pasted on it.

"The man stopped. ”