() "Teacher, have you arrived in Tokyo?"

Duan Ran hurriedly picked up the information, and it seemed that the competition in the Americas Division was completely over.

Moment.

The phone rang again, this time, it was a call from the other party.

Duan Ran got up with his mobile phone, glanced at the stage and trotted towards the exit of the audience.

"Teacher. ”

...

"Mmmm, there was no game today. ”

...

"yes, we're at the Mutokan Concert Hall. ”

...

"Teacher Liao is not here, Qin Jian is rehearsing with the orchestra. ”

...

"Ah, I'm studying on the sidelines. ”

...

"Good teacher. ”

After hanging up the phone, Duan Ran patted his chest, let out a sigh, and then loaded his phone and walked towards the door.

The music behind him is getting farther and farther away.

...

Twenty minutes later.

With the last string ensemble in the hall, Qin Jian gradually faded away from the music.

For the first time in his life, he completed the entire concerto with a conductor.

"It feels really good. ”

After about three or two seconds, he withdrew his hands from his keyboard, not noticing that the only audience member in the audience was gone.

Moment.

Xia Dong also put the baton on the conductor's platform, turned his face to look at the piano, and asked heartily, "Qin Jian, how do you feel?"

"The orchestra is as good as ever," Qin Jian moved his wrist and smiled, "Level 1 experience." ”

With Qin Jian's words, the atmosphere on the stage relaxed suddenly, and everyone chattered and laughed.

During the short break, Qin Jian also discussed with Xia Dong again on a few details.

Finally after the problem is finalized.

"Click. ”

With a snap of Xia Dong's fingers, the stage fell silent again, and everyone looked at the conductor's platform.

Xia Dong looked around, then cleared his throat.

"The oboe solo starts from measure 11 onwards, and the sound is a little more prominent, Liu Tong, pay attention to your volume. ”

"I see, Xia Zhi. The lead clarinet replied shyly

"All flutes and clarinets have changed from the long-note velocity mark at measure sixty-three to p-weak. ”

The two voices nodded in unison.

"All the men, pay attention to the emotions..."

"The second part of the middle mention, starting with the second movement...."

...

Xia Dong continued to flip through the score, suddenly stopped, and looked up at the percussion part.

"Two, the final roll holds the music for me, do you hear it?"

The young man who was sitting behind the timpani and playing with the drumstick with one hand immediately put away his hands when he heard the sound.

"Roger!!boss !!"

Everyone laughed, and the orchestra was kind.

...

At last.

Xia Dong turned his face to look at Qin Jian, "Piano, pay attention to stage performance, all of our things are ultimately deployed by you." ”

"I tried my best. Qin Jian nodded.

"And continue?"

Xia Dong asked.

"Trouble, Natsu. ”

Qin Jian said and wiped his hands again with a handkerchief.

...

The strings are back up.

Listening to the obviously different band accompaniment in his ears, Qin Jian also thought about Xia Dong's last words.

Stage presence.

Gradually, as the bass faded out, the orchestra also fell silent.

Qin Jian raised his hand with some hesitation, and his body shook slightly.

Piano voices.

solo。

...

That's when it happened.

The entrance door to the concert hall was quietly pushed open again.

Two figures in the darkness slowly walked in.

“k491。 ”

Magnetic, slightly hoarse, with a hint of a smile.

"Uh-huh, teacher. ”

The girl mumbled, and the two of them came to the front row and sat down.

In front of the piano, Qin Jian still didn't notice this scene, just looked at his hands intently.

Offstage.

After the man sat down, his eyes first fell on the podium, then smiled and looked at the piano.

Long.

"It's too finely shredded. ”

"Ah," the girl who was listening intently suddenly heard a voice coming from beside her, and couldn't help but turn her head, "Teacher, what do you mean?"

"The beginning of K491 is unconventional, because of the regularity of the clause structure and rising lines, so the player should pay attention to the overall sense of passage rather than blindly doing short sentence separation. ”

After a pause, the man continued to add, "There's something wrong with his focus. ”

Listening to the man's words, the girl suddenly looked at the stage with some concern, although she was not very sure what the other party meant, but she could vaguely feel the difference from the beginning of this time and the first time just now.

"He wasn't like that just now. The girl said anxiously.

"Oh?" said the man, "what was he like?"

"That's it, it sounds like the minor key is clear and the melody isn't loose. ”

The girl spoke with an expression of metaphor.

The man nodded thoughtfully, then smiled, "Don't worry, listen on." ”

Seeing this, the girl didn't say anything, and seemed to be a little unhappy.

As the music develops, in unison at a rapid violation, the music is pushed to a small **.

At this time, the figure in front of the piano stretched out his arms, his body rose and fell down instantly, and the hands that seemed to fall hard, but the sound of the piano was very soft.

The visual effect not only takes over the rising mood of the music, but also opens up new hints in the subsequent melodic development.

The next second.

Xia Dong suddenly lowered his body, and the moment the baton fell, his eyes fell to the chief bassoon, and he tapped his chin hard.

Then, the bassoon, who received the signal, suddenly increased the intensity of the articulation.

Suddenly, the soft piano and beating bassoon continued the music in a cheerful dialogue.

This moment.

Feeling the emotions in the music, Qin Jian's body couldn't help but rise again.

Under the straight chest, the arms are swinging freely.

Everything seems to come naturally.

"The stage performance, it seems to be a little bit of a feeling. ”

Qin Jian thought, his wrist couldn't help but press, and he started a new attempt again.

It's just that.

In the dark audience, there was still a trace of anxiety on the girl's face.

And the corner of the man's mouth on the side has already crossed a smile.

...

As Xia Dong retracted the baton again, the entire stage was neatly recorded.

The empty concert hall reverberated with the last set of chords.

That's when it happened.

"Bang-————"

Two rounds of applause came from the audience.

Everyone on the stage looked at the applause, and their eyes couldn't help but be stunned.

Xia Dong's face was overjoyed, and he waved his hand behind him, "Rest," and then jumped off the stage.

Qin Jian also hurriedly followed off the stage, and after saying hello to Shen Qingci, he came to Duan Ran's side, "Why did Teacher Shen come suddenly?"

Duan Ran briefly described the matter of the text message and phone call to Qin Jian just now, saying that he didn't know either.

Then he suddenly asked.

"Qin Jian, what is the regularity of the rising line?"

"Uh..."

However, Qin Jian seemed to be very puzzled by this question.

The two little ones were speechless.

...

Side.

"Done over there?"

Xia Dong took out a cigarette from his pocket, handed one to Shen Qingci, and then took one himself.

"It's over there, come and see you," Shen Qingci took the cigarette, took out the lighter and lit it with a 'click'.

"By the way, an old friend. ”