In a splendid concert hall full of the medieval style of Ouzhou, Qin Jian wore this gorgeous black dress and sat in front of a glittering white grand piano on the stage, with countless audiences in the audience.

Just as he was about to play the next piece, an indiscernible black shadow suddenly appeared on the white piano board, revealing only a pair of large scarlet eyes, staring at him fiercely: "Enjoy this last elegy to the fullest." ”

Then a sound like a time bomb sounded in his mind, as the sound of Didi became more and more rapid and dense, Qin Jian wanted to ask for help and shout, but he couldn't open his mouth, and his body couldn't move.

Drip drip drip drip.

Jump!!!!!

"Ahh

With a violent scream, Qin Jian sat up violently, panting heavily, and his whole body was wet as if he had been blistered.

The mobile phone on the side is still there, "Didididi, Dididi." ”

It turned out that the phone rang, and I was scared to death.

Be sure to change this ringtone when you go back!

Qin key clicks on the hands-free.

"X, you're finally willing to answer the phone! I'm dying, buddy, and two more people are coming to you, where are you, come to 301." ”

The fat man's faint and eager voice came from the phone.

Qin Jian reacted suddenly, and the exam !!!!

After hanging up the phone, Qin Jian hurriedly got up, swayed for a long time before standing firmly, and left the piano room with his numb long legs.

According to his memory, he came to the door of Studio 301 of the teaching building, Qin Jian gently pushed the door open, and a dense sound of notes from weak to strong piano came to his face.

"Chopin. ”

On the stage, a boy in a black dress was waving his arms vigorously in front of the piano.

The judges' seat is set up in a row in the middle of the entire studio, and the white-haired old man sitting in the middle is Professor Lin Jiahui

At this time, except for the judges' seats, most of the remaining seats have been filled by students.

Most of the students were watching the performance on stage intently, only the fat man kept looking back.

Looking at the fat man, Qin Jian nodded, and then sat down in the last row casually, his eyes moving to the stage again.

"This "Revolution" is still alive. ”

The Etude in C minor, titled 'Revolution', also known as the Revolutionary Etude, was composed by the Polish composer Chopin in a foreign land for the relapse of his homeland during the war.

This is a common repertoire for art exams, and it is the choice of many piano art candidates.

Although the boy on stage can barely play at the required speed of the piece, this piece requires the player's left hand to have a considerable degree of fast running skills, and the sticky sound coming from his left hand at this time indicates that the five fingers of his left hand are not able to interpret it independently.

The chord playing in his right hand sacrificed the time he should have played for the sake of the beat, making the music sound a little dragging overall.

In general, the rhythm is unstable, the left and right hands burst out of harmony, and the timbre is shriveled, not to mention the performance of the musical connotation

However, for most art piano candidates, he is not bad.

At this time, the boy sitting in front of the piano is called Liu Chen, with a superior family background and handsome appearance, and the piano level is above average in the entire art examination class, and he is the favorite object of many female students in the class.

Liu Chen kept playing nervously, and at the same time did not forget to peek at the reactions of other students in the classroom, and saw the starry eyes in the eyes of many girls, and he was very proud.

With the end of the last two sets of chords in the whole piece, Liu Chen withdrew his hand, pushed the piano bench back, turned around and walked to the piano, and bowed to the audience, a series of movements that seemed quite stylish.

He was already tall, but he looked particularly tall against the backdrop of a decent black dress, and the female classmates in the studio standing in front of the stage screamed again and again.

The classroom burst into applause and applause.

Liu Chen bowed again and walked down the stage with a spring breeze on his face.

"Next, Qin Jian. ”

With the examiner's voice sounding again.

In the corner of the studio, Wu Xinxin raised her head and looked around, and a thin figure stood up from the last row of the last classroom.

Qin Jian got up, and under the gaze of everyone, he slowly walked to the center of the stage in the last row of the classroom.

Turning around, his eyes swept over the judges, and he bowed slightly.

Then I came to the piano and sat down.

Unlike Liu Chen, he only sat on a third of the piano bench.

After taking a deep breath.

After adjusting his sitting position, Qin Jian folded his hands and summoned Chris's piano space.

In the inventory, the pale blue pill is glowing with a psychedelic sheen.

【Broken Piano Master Playing Pill】

【Do you want to use it?】

Moment.

"Yes"

With Qin Jian's choice, the cold electronic sound in his ears sounded again.

...

"He's sitting there and feeling it. ”

"I haven't found out before, Qin Jian is a bit cool. ”

Listening to the discussions of the girls around him, Liu Chen was a little disdainful in his heart.

Unlike these young art candidates who have not really experienced the baptism of the stage, Qin Jian's years of various stage experiences in his previous life have already allowed him to develop a stage temperament of his own.

At this moment, he sat in front of the piano, his hands crossed on the keys, his body leaned forward slightly, and his eyes looked deep ahead.

The angular side faces do look a hint of the artist's melancholy in the soft lighting.

"Report the repertoire. ”

Qin Jian was slightly stunned, followed the voice, and through the panel, a long-haired woman in a coffee-colored woolen jacket in the judges' table was sitting upright, straight and elegant.

A pair of dark eyes were looking at him.

Looking at that familiar look, Qin Jian recalled all the things in the past, and couldn't help but feel warm in his heart, and nodded slightly towards the woman in the judges' seat.

Then turn your head.

After thinking for a moment, he licked his dry lower lip and rolled up his cuffs seriously.

After taking a deep breath, gently place your hands on the keys.

Tilt your head slightly and look ahead.

"Chopin. ”

"Revolutionary Etudes. ”

"Revolution?" He Jing, who was originally sitting upright, looked nervous.

As Qin Jian's professional teacher, she knows very well what Qin Jian's work is in the exam, but why did she suddenly change?

And in her memory, Qin Jian never seemed to have practiced Chopin.

"What's going on with this guy, don't you know how important today's exam is?"

At this time, she was angry, but she was even more worried about Qin Jian's performance, because the judges present today were not only school teachers.

He Jingyi secretly clenched his hands.

And Wu Xinxin, who was in the corner, looked at the male classmates on the stage with big eyes blinking, as if with some kind of expectation.

With the various expressions of everyone in the classroom, Qin Jian was shocked to find that there was a burst of unwarranted heat in his body.

The next second.

He noticed that his hands seemed to be starting to get out of control.