Qin Jian clicked on the hands-free.

"Has the body recovered?"

"Hmm. ”

"Come to the office. ”

"Now?"

Qin Jian touched his rumbling belly.

"Now. ”

"He Lao...."

Dididi..... the sound of the other party hanging up came from the phone.

Qin Jian looked at the phone that was hung up and shrugged helplessly.

After a brief tidying up of the piano room, he left.

......

On the second floor of the teaching building, at the entrance of the office.

Qin Jian stuffed the last bite of bread into his mouth.

Gently slammed the door twice.

"Enter. ”

Qin Jian gently pushed open the door, a sweet fragrance like water came to his face, He Jing sat behind the desk, wearing a light yellow shirt with light makeup, his long hair was coiled up, and a few strands of broken hair fell on both sides of his full forehead, looking more like a white-collar beauty in the office.

"Are you sure there is no problem with your body?" He Jing put down the pen in his hand.

"It's okay. ”

Qin Jian retracted his gaze, walked to the chair next to the desk and sat down.

"I've watched your exam video forty-three times. ”

Forty-three times!

This...... It's almost three hours.

Qin Jian suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

"Before you decide on the repertoire for the competition, Qin Jian, there are a few questions that you must answer me seriously. ”

He Jing got up and came to the door as she spoke, and locked the door with a "click".

is coming, and it's really a plot that can't be escaped.

But I didn't even think about how to explain all this.

Qin Jian suddenly felt a little restless.

"Not feeling well again?"

Looking at Qin Jian, who was constantly wiping his sweat, He Jing hurriedly handed over two tissues.

"No, no, just ask if you have any questions. ”

Qin Jian gave up, let's take one step at a time.

"Okay," He Jing nodded, "First question, have you been looking for a teacher to take a class in private outside?"

"Nope. ”

"Second question, since you were six years old, no one has taught you to play Chopin, and I have never heard you practice Chopin, so what happened to the Chopin Revolutionary Etude you played in the examination room?"

What to do?

Qin Jian could pretend to be Zhao Yu outside, but in the face of the woman in front of him, he didn't want to tell a lie.

"I have nothing to play with myself. ”

Qin Jian's answer was not reasonable.

"Playing?" He Jing smiled, but the smile was not so happy, "I'll ask you again." ”

"What's going on?"

This time, He Jing's tone was mixed with a hint of anger.

Half a day.

"I really had nothing to do and played it by myself, but I played it down, and as for the temporary change of the tune for the exam, I just wanted to play it for you. ”

"I was just trying to surprise you. ”

Qin Jian was affectionate, and he said that he was about to believe it.

He Jing's dark eyes enlarged slightly.

Seeing that the face of the young man in front of him became a little gloomy, he suddenly realized whether he had thought wrong from the beginning.

But if it is really as he said, then over the years, everyone may have ignored a problem.

He may indeed be a genius.

Thinking of this, He Jing calmed down her emotions and softened her words: "I'm sorry." ”

"You did a great job, and Teacher Qin and I are both proud of you. ”

The atmosphere in the office suddenly eased again.

Qin Jian's eyes rolled, and it seemed that he had passed the test for the time being.

Just when Qin Jian was about to breathe a sigh of relief, the words in his ear made him tighten his body again.

"Then, can you play it again?" He Jing, who has always been strong, asked Qin Jian with a rare timidity, "I have watched the video more than forty times, but I still haven't seen some details of your performance, can you show me again?"

Between the words, she suddenly changed from a cold goddess to a big sister next door.

This contrast, although Qin Jian is completely unable to adapt psychologically.

But he didn't want to say no, but he didn't allow it.

Ay~

Everything is a kind lie, God Dad, don't blame me~

"Probably not," Qin Jian waved his hand, "Listen to me, because my body hasn't recovered well, and it takes too much energy to play once, so ......"

"I see. ”

He Jing looked suddenly enlightened, no wonder she wiped her sweat as soon as she entered the door just now, and it turned out that her body was still recovering.

And Qin Jian's words, she understands that when you devote yourself to music performance, it consumes a lot of people's energy.

Everyone with stage experience has experienced this experience.

.....

The next exchange was much easier, and He Jing thoroughly analyzed the content of next month's competition.

It turned out that what I had heard in my previous life was only superficial.

"Because the piano group is a large group, the whole competition system is complete, from the preliminary round, to the 4/1 finals, the semi-finals, and finally the finals. ”

He Jing explained the competition system while analyzing the situation in front of Qin Jian, "Your goal is to win as long as you can break through the preliminary round of 30 people and enter the 4/1 finals, and the rest is up to fate." ”

"Wait," Qin Jian was a little confused, "Why are there only 30 people in the preliminary round, so much?"

"Do you think this quota for this competition is Chinese cabbage?"

"Although it is a nationwide competition, there is only one piano quota in each province and region," He Jing paused, and glanced at Qin Jian with a complicated look, "As far as I know, this quota in your hand is the only piano admission ticket in our province this year." ”

"Really!?"

Qin Jian instantly felt an inexplicable pressure, and this problem rose several levels at once.

If you lose someone by then, it's not just a matter of your own face.

"Is Old Man Lin too hasty?"

"You don't have to worry about anything else, just prepare with peace of mind. He Jing's voice changed, "One last reminder for you." ”

"30 people in the preliminary round made it to 20, 8 people were eliminated in the 4/1 finals, only 12 people were left in the semi-finals, and only 6 people could participate in the final finals.

"Assuming you make it to the end, that means you'll have to prepare three pieces that are out of the score, because you can't repeat each one. ”

"If you want to go to the last step, you have to be prepared, although in terms of time, you have to be too late. ”

"Shouldn't it be four?" Qin Jian asked.

"The repertoire for the finals is finally determined by the competition, and no one knows in advance, and it is different every time. ”

He Jing picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"How long have you been practicing revolution?"

The sudden question made Qin Jian embarrassed again, and said casually, "About 15 days." ”

He Jing nodded thoughtfully.

"Okay, you can take this stack of scores back, choose two, and practice by yourself. As he spoke, he closed the sheet music spread out on the table in front of him and pushed it in front of Qin Jian, "It has all the practice precautions I marked, as well as some experiences and experiences that have been summarized over the years." ”

Looking at this old-fashioned shop with a slight sense of age, Qin Jian suddenly hesitated.

"This. ”

"I was going to give it to you for your eighteenth birthday next year. He Jing smiled, "I should give it to you in advance, take it." ”

Qin Jian suddenly felt that the music shelf in his hand had become heavy.

"Qin Jian, since I was a child, I have always felt that your talent is better than mine. He Jing said with a strand of broken hair on her forehead, and said with a smile after a while, "I have always just hoped that you would be better, so please don't blame me for some things in the past." ”

This moment.

Qin Jian only felt wronged, but he didn't know who he was wronged for.

The words of his head were crowded in his throat, but he couldn't say a word.

The hot office became unusually silent.

Moment.

"Sister. ”

"Thank you. ”

Qin Jian felt that he would never be able to stay here anymore.

Just as he turned around to leave, He Jing's voice sounded in his ears again.

"Let's go home this weekend, I went back last week, Teacher Qin and Aunt Fang miss you very much, I said that you are busy practicing and studying, and you don't have time. ”

......

"Thank you. ”

With a soft thud, the office was closed again.

......

In the office, He Jing rubbed her temples with her hands and propped herself on the desk.

Sister.

It's been a long time since I've heard this name.

"Is she really a competent sister?"

He Jing shook his head self-deprecatingly, full of self-blame.

What lingered in her mind was the boy's swaying shoulders as he turned around, and the black piano tattoo on his left hand.

Suddenly, my heart was in turmoil.