In the dark hall of the fue bar, there is still a cold smell of oak barrels as always.

It's just that there is more smell of ice powder in the air, and in the extremely fast and smooth melody of Chopin's prelude in B flat minor, it gives people a cold and moist feeling.

When you breathe, your mind is extra comfortable and relaxed.

There were fewer people in the bar at this time than the last time.

There were no more young people sitting around the bar in the center, and the young bartender was leaning against the bar, looking back and forth at the two tables.

Tonight's fue bar, there are only two tables of guests.

Qin Jian is the third table, plus a little foreign old man playing the piano on the inner stage.

The whole bar is no more than 7 people.

Ordering a cup of 88 yuan ice American, Qin Jian came to the corner where he sat last time.

This position makes it possible to clearly see every detail on the stage.

On the small stage, the old man sat in front of the piano and played a ten-finger game as if playing.

Feel the music in your ears.

Qin Jian secretly admired in his heart, even in a serious concert, such a gorgeous and clear timbre was rare.

At least from Qin Jian's level of appreciation.

It also reminded him of the last time he came, the raunchy man who played Scarlatti.

"This is indeed a magical place," Qin Jian smiled in his heart.

He hadn't seen Shen Qingci before.

If there was no judge's introduction at the Huayun Competition, he would probably never have guessed that the sloppy man in front of the bar piano and the person with a strong aura in the judges' seat were the same person.

At this time, I felt someone walking beside me.

Qin Jian raised his head, his eyes narrowed, and under the shadow of the light, looking at the man's smiling face, an almost uncontrollable strong sense of strangeness hit his heart with a 'whoosh'.

The figure that had just flashed in his mind appeared in front of him.

Shen Qingci!

"Hello, Qin Jian. ”

The man's gentle expression at this time was different from the deep in front of the piano and the indifference in the judges' seats, "Can I sit here?", the man pointed to the empty place next to the table.

"Hello, Mr. Shen. ”

Qin Jian was a little out of the situation for a while, and subconsciously was about to get up.

But the man reached out and gently pressed his shoulder, "Relax." ”

"In Duan Ran's mouth, you are not a restrained person. ”

"Ugh. ”

In astonishment, the man sat down across from him.

Shen Qingci: "You're from Nanshi?"

Qin Jian: "Yes. ”

Shen Qingci: "Mr. Lin, is his old man okay?"

Qin Jian: "Are you talking about Mr. Lin Jiahui, he looks pretty good." ”

Shen Qingci "It's been a long time since I last saw him in Nanshi, and time flies so fast." ”

By this time, the music in my ears had switched to a soothing nocturne.

One big and one small, looking at an old man on the stage.

There was a word of chatting.

But what is clear is that compared to the awkward atmosphere ten minutes ago.

It's much better at the moment.

"You played very well in last night's competition, and after you came down, many judges were discussing your performance. Shen Qingci raised his hand and snapped his fingers in the direction of the bar, and turned his face to look at Qin Jian, "Is it convenient to reveal what is the final game?"

Qin Jian didn't think much about it, "Paganini Theme Rhapsody." ”

Hearing Qin Jian's answer, Shen Qingci was stunned for a moment, then smiled and sighed, "La's

After a moment's silence, "I don't know if you've rehearsed this piece with the orchestra before, but the next time you rehearse, pay attention to not only the conductor, but also the violin principal should communicate more." ”

After an afternoon of reading, Qin Jian determined that Shen Qingci's suggestion was absolutely necessary, and that the whole composition and violin parts were crucial in the entire concerto.

"Thank you for your suggestion," Qin Jian glanced at the other party with a slight grateful, and paused, "I have another question for you about rehearsing with the orchestra." ”

Shen Qingci smiled, "You say." ”

"How do I reconcile the volume relationship between the piano and the various instruments in the orchestra under the same theme melody, and how should I deal with the convergence of the strengths and weaknesses of multiple instruments at the same time?"

Qin Jian was a little embarrassed, after all, it was only the first time he talked to the other party, and in fact, he didn't even know each other.

But this question had been bothering him for an afternoon, and in the process of reading the score, he found that in the same fragment, as many as dozens of instruments were marked with medium or even F strength on the scores.

At this time, the piano is only moderately weak, but the melody of the piano appears with an obvious theme and needs to be highlighted.

In this way, a contradiction arises.

If the main piano is played more vigorously in order to highlight the presence of the lead piano, it will inevitably mask the sound of the other instruments, thus destroying the composer's intentions, and if it is played according to the score, how can the piano coordinate the problem?

As a pianist who has been active on the international stage, Shen Qingci's experience must be quite rich.

Qin Jian waited.

Shen Qingci, on the other hand, had a somewhat strange expression, and his expression was full of surprise, "Have you read the band's score?"

Qin Jian nodded.

Shen Qingci also nodded, raised his hand and snapped his fingers in the direction of the bar.

Then he turned around and spat out a word softly.

"Listen. ”

"Listen?"

"Listen. ”

In the bar, Chopin's various works, one after another, some were cut after only halfway through, and some were adapted by the old man in front of the piano with a jazz flavor.

An hour passed.

There were still only three tables in the bar.

The bartender never left the bar except for a glass of juice on the table in the middle.

So, the answer to this question is much more complicated than that, but I have to say, you're really good. ”

"Thank you. ”

In the course of the discussion with Shen Qingci, Qin Jian heard a lot of unheard of terms, and the other party not only expounded and analyzed his own questions as a pianist, but also analyzed more about the relationship between concerto and lead from the perspective of a conductor and even a percussionist.

Erudite, steady, gentle, patient.

Under the appearance of not repairing his appearance, this man really has the most sensitive heart for music, why did such a person suddenly disappear before the finals of Xiao Sai?

"Qin Jian. ”

"Huh?" In a daze, Qin Jian heard his name.

Shen Qingci took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took out one, and lit it.

Moment.

"Is the 1900 wall painting in the coffee table piano hall still there?"

"What?"

Qin Jian wasn't sure if he had heard it wrong.

And it was at this time that the music in the hall switched to Chopin's puppy waltz.

With the 'click' of the outside door of the bar, it was pushed open.

A tall girl stepped in.

"Look, see who's coming. Shen Qingci said with a smile.