About the record player.

Cai Song not only understands, but he is also a recognized expert in the circle.

'Do you know a record player?'

The first time the two shook hands face-to-face, only two or three seconds later, the other party asked such a question, Cai Song did not consider that the other party's behavior was not within the scope of normal social politeness.

He hesitated for a moment, but he didn't use the brief seconds to figure out the other party's intention in asking this question, he was simply thinking about how to answer it.

Moment.

Cai Song: "Let's understand a little. ”

A humble tone.

...

The topic was just opened.

After figuring out the purpose of Qin Jian's need for a record player, Cai Song did not describe the cartridge in a certain record player with all kinds of strongly modified words like a salesman, and a certain sound would come out with a certain alloy tonearm.

"Before that, you need to make sure that there is a reasonable audiovisual room. ”

These words gave Qin Jian some inspiration.

He asked, "Probably the physical treatment of sound in a concert hall similar to a different decorative structure?"

Cai Song nodded and said, "I think there should be no difference between the two based on your requirements for sound quality." ”

Qin Jian thought for a moment: "Assuming that I have a similar audio-visual room now, do you have any entry-level record player recommendations?"

After a pause, he added with a smile: "I'm a complete layman in this regard. ”

"Listen to the piano?" Cai Song asked.

"Listen to the symphony too. Qin Jian replied.

Hearing the word 'symphony', Cai Song's eyebrows couldn't help jumping, "You also like symphony?"

"Don't you like the piano?" Qin Jian asked rhetorically.

"Yes, I love Bach's piano work. ”

"I don't think anyone can say no to Bach's piano works, just as no one can say no to Beethoven's Symphony No. 5 in C minor. ”

Cai Song shook his head and said with a smile: "If I could, I would vote for Stravinsky's "Three-Movement Symphony." ”

"The future of classical music should not exist only in the past. ”

He still spoke with humility.

Stravinsky, known as the godfather of neoclassical music, was born with his neoclassical ideas 100 years after the Viennese Three Masters led by Beethoven laid the foundation for the concept of classical music.

Qin Jian was not surprised by Cai Song's words, but on the contrary, the other party gave a completely composite of his character, just like his approach of blending modern stage techniques of the 21st century with classical opera of the 18th century.

But if it was just a matter of personal preference, he could have accepted that Cai Song would have put Stravinsky above Beethoven.

But taking into account the classical tastes of the masses, the classical music of the eighteenth century should still be the mainstream of the present.

As for the abstract 'absolute music' advocated by the modern music school, Qin Jian feels that it will take at least one to two centuries to test, and he does not resist the neoclassical modern music school, but everyone who is engaged in classical music will have their own little preferences.

You love Chopin a little more, but I'm willing to make eye contact with Liszt, which doesn't hurt.

As for whether the future of classical music should be forward-looking or backward, the question should perhaps be seen in the long history of human cultural development.

It's not a question of looking at the corners of her skirt to see her whole body.

"Who knows," Qin Jian sighed, "but time will always give an answer." ”

Cai Song nodded solemnly, "I also hold this view." ”

Like a pair of old friends who haven't seen each other for a long time, they started with a few small words, and then busily cleaned up the table together.

"By the way, you're going to next month's Rahe workshop, right?"

"Go. ”

The only two men in a small dinner always look not very gentlemanly when they sit and talk.

Cai Song pushed a plate to Qin Jian's side, "Put this plate on your side, I don't eat meat." ”

"Vegan?"

"Hmm. ”

As he spoke, several girls came back in groups, each with two large plates in their hands.

Both men frowned at this.

Who can eat this?

However, after the official meal, their worries were dispelled, and the girls' fighting power for barbecue and other foods shocked them.

At the same time, Jiang Ning and the two daughters couldn't help but have some doubts about the men on their own sides.

Did they know each other?

If they don't know each other, why do they have endless topics to talk about when they meet each other for the first time?

They talk about a composer, about a certain piece of musical history, or even about the pronunciation of an indigenous stringed instrument somewhere in Germany.

Only, the women at the table are treated as nothing.

This made the second daughter feel both angry and funny.

But I have to say that the chat between the two of them sounds really interesting.

So the girls gradually stopped talking.

The girls listen to stories while eating meat, interject from time to time to ask a question, and get two competing answers.

It's a lot more interesting than music history.

Also eat.

So, the meal passed quickly.

Before parting.

Qin Jian and Cai Song exchanged phone calls.

"Then I'll see you next year. As he spoke, Qin Jian shook the other party's outstretched hand.

Cai Song said: "Don't say it so far away, I'll take you to a store next month, there are good things there." ”

"Good. ”

At the door of the restaurant, Cai Jiang and the others waved goodbye.

Ning Qianxia felt that she didn't understand the last paragraph, so she asked, "What do you mean?"

Looking at the backs of the two leaving, Qin Jian snorted.

He will also be attending a workshop on Rahe's work next month. ”

...

After eating and drinking, of course, he had to continue to play, and after waiting in line for half an hour, Qin Jian sat on the Extreme Light Wheel again.

In the waiting area, Ning Qianxia asked Qin Jian what he and Cai Song had said when they were not there to pick up the meal.

"Piano. ”

"Symphony. ”

"Beethoven. ”

"Tesla Vinsky. ”

Qin Jian thought for a while, "There is also a record player." ”

Ning Qianxia asked again, "Didn't you talk about this competition?"

Qin Jian tried to push his chest hard again and tried to break free of the safety air valve device that fixed his body, and after a moment, he nodded with satisfaction.

"Race..."

The next second.

The "sai" in Qin Jian's mouth turned into a piercing "ah!!! at a speed of 240km/h

'Wow'.

The car sped out, and the terrible screams were staged again.

Accompanied by the laughter of the queen of the night.

...

...

At the end of the garden party, the members of the club returned to the hotel after dinner.

"Stay safe and come back early. ”

In front of the hotel, Li Shuang said the last sentence, and everyone dispersed.

After a few busy days, we will leave for Yanjing tomorrow, and you can choose to make your own arrangements for this last night.

Ning Qianxia, Li Shasha, Zheng Feng, Chen Tangjie, Ding Yaru and a few others were going to take the Ferris wheel and asked Qin Jian if he was going.

When Qin Jian heard this, he was so special that he could go to heaven, and immediately refused.

His legs are still limp.

"Come back soon after playing, I have to rehearse tomorrow when I go back to school in the afternoon!"

Across the road, Qin Jian shouted at a few people.

However, the only response he got was 'I can't hear ~', 'cut~~~', 'huh~~~'.

“sowhat？”

Qin Jian took out his phone.

...

Let it go: Is class over?