The next moment, his right hand couldn't help but be raised slightly.

Moment!

Spread your fingers.

Drop key!

The first set of chord notes was like a thunderbolt under the passionate and powerful touch of his right hand, and the powerful sound resounded throughout the classroom.

Immediately after that, the left hand instantly followed, running from right to left on the black and white keyboard.

[Worship from Chen Fan +2]

"Chen Fan, good brother, I remember you. ”

The pouring sound flow, the clear contrast between strength and weakness, the mellow but not abrupt accent.

The classroom was filled with fast and dense notes, and Qin Jian began his performance with everyone's eyes wide open.

[Worship value +3 from Wu Xinxin]

[Worship value +2 from Li Qiye]

[Worship value +2 from Fang Pingping]

[Worship value +1 from Zhao Yu]

......

Watching the dense rows of brat appear.

Qin Jian was excited.

In the right-hand part of the music in measures 10 and 3, the notes under Qin's fingers show amazing elasticity.

After two bars of music from the audience, He Jing's heart gradually let go.

She was completely brought into the music, and she wondered at the moment, is this boy who is playing the piano now Qin Jian?

He Jing knows too well about Qin Jian's level, He Jing admits that he has talent, but no matter how good the talent is, it can't replace the performance experience that takes time to accumulate, as well as the outline of the details in the performance.

Although he has a few mistones and sticky sounds, this mature playing technique can be felt in every moment of breathing.

What the hell is going on!

He Jing was full of doubts, and unconsciously was brought back to the music by the melody.

[Worship value +3 from He Jing]

Qin Jian's hands handle the beating notes with great delicacy, using the right tempo, clear phrase division and perfect outline of small motives to perfectly interpret the work itself.

All the people in the classroom followed the sound of the piano in their ears into the music, and in the passionate and powerful melody rush, they felt Chopin's heartache for the fall of the motherland again, and some sensual little girls couldn't help but shed tears.

[Worship value +5 from Wu Xinxin]

[Worship from Lu Desheng +1]

Qin Jian's ten fingers are like flying elves, running freely in this flat world built of black and white.

[Worship from Lin Jiahui +1]

The music progresses to the last section, like the poet's last lament, full of mournful wails.

Qin Jian, who has the memory of two lives, has also integrated his emotions into it.

Unwillingness, regret, all intertwined at this moment.

Qin Jian erupted.

I saw that his expression was solemn, the sweat on his forehead swayed with the violent ups and downs of his body, his arms swayed back and forth, and his ten fingers slammed strongly on the keys.

Until that last moment, the unwilling poet in the music stood up again in despair.

Resolute, unyielding, and unwavering revolutionary will are reproduced in the last four bars of the piece.

In just a moment, the thunderous sound flowed out!

Dangdang!!

The end of the song.

All that was left of the classroom was the last hum of the piano.

"Ding, found a three-day double experience card. ”

"Ding, find a mystery event card. ”

Quiet.

There was a deathly silence in the classroom.

Qin Jian propped his hands on the piano, lowered his head, gasped for breath, ignored the prompt sound in his ears, and focused all his attention on the changing numbers in his hands.

“289。 ”

“290。 ”

“291。 ”

Ignoring the chime in his ears, all his attention was on his hands.

The number in hand finally stopped at "295".

Qin Jian just wanted to stand up and thank the teacher and classmates loudly at the moment, today's harvest has completely exceeded his expectations.

At this moment, Qin Jian's heart, which had been tense for two days, was finally soothed.

I don't know how long it has been, and I don't know who was the first to applaud.

Immediately afterward, the applause seemed to break through the roof, and the cheers resounded throughout the studio.

"it~~It's awesome~"

"Idol, idol!!"

"Who videotaped it, oh my God, I actually forgot to record it"

"Ah, I also forgot, who has who has it, in the fast hair group. ”

"No, I won't eat for a while, I'm going to practice"

At this time, Liu Chen was like a defeated rooster, his head drooped in despair, leaning back in his chair, no one knew what he was thinking.

Seeing the scene that was almost out of control, the teacher in charge of counting the results opened his mouth several times to ask everyone to be quiet, but the enthusiasm of the students was overshadowed.

Looking at the cheering children around her, He Jing could understand their mood at the moment.

After all, she has also come all the way to today as a former art candidate.

She knows that children at this stage, the closer to the exam date, the greater the pressure, including the fear of art exams and the confusion about the future.

They came here out of the school classroom, and invested a lot of money and energy to learn music, maybe they have no concept of money, but the sweat on the piano keys, the time in front of the music table, are their best youth.

But what kind of results they will get in the end is something they don't know.

But at least at this stage, his move can give them confidence and set an example for them, and that's enough.

Sometimes, the power of example is extremely powerful.

And this role model is sitting in front of you at the moment.

Looking at the young man on the stage, the pride in He Jing's heart was indescribable.

And the eyes of the other teachers who looked at He Jing again were also unified as naked envy.

What teacher wouldn't want to have a student like that?

Even the old man who had never opened his mouth in the judges' seat looked at the boy on the stage with a smile and asked He Jing, "Xiao He, how old is this child?"

Hearing the old man's question, He Jing's heart moved, and a pair of streamer eyes hesitated for a moment on the old man's face as if they were tentative, "It's 18 in three months, old dean." “

"It's a little older, but it's eligible. The old man nodded thoughtfully, "Xiao He, next month, you take this child to Yan..."

"Qin Jian fainted!!"

There was an exclamation from the audience, He Jing hurriedly turned his head, and on the stage, the young man sitting in front of the piano was like a kite with a broken string, and his body fell forward softly.

"Qin Jian!!"

Qin Jian heard it, but he couldn't control his body anymore, his waist was weak, and his whole body leaned forward uncontrollably, and he fell directly on the piano key in front of him.

Boom!!!!!

A dense string of cacophonic sounds resounded throughout the classroom.

The exam room instantly became noisy.

"Save people!"

"Press among others!"

"Kombat 120. ”

"Let's get out of the way. ”