Why not?

Zhao Yu had never thought about this question before, and he never even thought that he could be admitted to a university through the art examination.

"Zhao Yu, do you remember how you got here?"

Qin Jian's words were like a hammer hitting the fat man's chest again.

"How did you get here?"

The fat man smiled bitterly, yes, how did you get here.

From the heart.

Zhao Yu felt that he had never liked the flute in his hand.

I chose to learn this instrument only because I liked a girl of the same level.

A girl playing the flute.

At that time, I originally thought that I had chosen to learn the flute and be an art student, and in the future, I would have the opportunity to practice with each other in the school's rehearsal hall every day after school.

But who knows, a week later, the other party transferred schools.

Later, after the fat man inquired, he learned that the girl planned to take the Boer Art Examination Training School with the highest pass rate in Nannan City.

From that day on, the fat man began to look for teachers outside the school, and began to practice day and night.

After half a year of preparation, with the consent of my parents, I finally applied for the selection examination of Bor Art School.

I didn't have much expectations, but in the end, I was admitted with a professional score that was 0.02 points higher than the admission score.

But after enrolling, he learned that the girl he once admired failed the exam twice, and then he didn't know where to continue his schooling.

But the fat man's hard life began.

Poor professionalism, stupid mouth, no handsome appearance, and even because of obesity and always sweating, his body will always exude some strange smells.

There were no familiar teachers and classmates around, and here, apart from professional teachers, he couldn't even find anyone to talk to.

Until one day, the door of the lonely 416 dormitory was gently pushed open.

A sunny boy walked in, a faint smile on his lips.

"Hello, my name is Qin Jian. ”

Since then, Zhao Yu felt that his life had begun to change, and in this small campus, he felt the real temperature for the first time.

As time went by, his dependence on Qin Jian deepened more and more.

Until I heard Director Lu's words just now.

The fat man realized that this brief acquaintance didn't seem to have gone long and was about to end.

......

"Brother Jian, can I really go to the same university as you?"

Facing the fat man's question again, Qin Jian smiled, "Why can't you?"

For this brother, Qin Jian knows better than anyone else, under his fat body, the hidden potential is huge, in fact, the fat man in his previous life was finally admitted to a normal school.

But he can be better, Qin Jian knows that all he lacks is the motivation to support him forward.

And judging from his current situation, he may not be able to live in 416 for long, and some things have to be prepared in advance.

Zhao Yu is one of the few things that Qin Jian cares about here.

"Fatty, do you believe me?"

"Of course. ”

Qin Jian pondered for a moment, "Listen to me, go home." ”

"What the situation, I don't. ”

The fat man exclaimed, provoking everyone around him to look at him.

"Believe me, go home and prepare for the cultural class, about the flute, I will give you a set of practice plans, you go home and lock yourself up and practice day and night, and then prepare for the cultural class in advance. Qin Jian said, patting the back of the other party's hand again, "Don't you want to be admitted to the same university as me?"

Looking at the fat man's suddenly hesitant gaze, Qin Jian said again: "Listen to me." ”

It's been a long time.

"Good. ”

The fat man was relieved.

This relaxed state made Qin Jian feel a little surprised.

"I don't believe in myself, but I believe in you. ”

The fat man's words touched Qin Jian's heart again.

At this moment, he vaguely realized that it seemed that unconsciously, the life trajectory of everyone around him gradually deviated from the track it once was.

Qin Jian's advice to the fat man was well thought out.

There are some things that Qin Jian knows in his heart, as long as he is still by his side, it will be difficult for him to get rid of this bad habit that he has developed for a long time.

For him to grow, he must first leave himself.

"Six hours a day for professionalism and six hours of cultural class study, can it be guaranteed?" Qin Jian asked again in a serious tone.

"Yes!"

The fat man cut the railroad to the point.

"Come on, brother. ”

Qin Jian smiled.

Brothers.

The fat man muttered to himself and laughed too.

A fat short hand, a slender hand, clenched together again at this moment.

Like the first time, in that afternoon 416 double room.

"Go for it, there's still a long way to go. ”

"Thank you, Qin Jian. ”

Youth is not long, there should be sweat and blood in it.

.......

After the morning self-study, the fat man went to the office alone.

Qin Jian came to the piano room and took a long time to calm down.

Originally, he was also a sentimental person in his bones, how could he be calm in his heart in that atmosphere just now.

And the apparent calmness is just hoping to give the other party more confidence.

Come on, brother, there are some roads to go through, and the other side of the dream is not far away.

Practice!

Qin Jian put everything in his mind behind for the time being, lifted the lid and started directly.

Run a few sets of scales to warm up.

Raise your hand and drop your fingers.

The crisp sound of the piano resounded throughout the piano room.

After practicing the scale arpeggio, Qin Jian felt pretty good.

Then I followed the more refined touch techniques explained in the piano guide.

Still starting from the scale, Qin Jian tightly controlled the strength of his body.

Gradually, the control of the touch keys was also brought into the sequenced scales, and each note seemed to be marked with its own velocity marker.

At this stage, Qin Jian chose three forces that were easy to control

From weak to strong, the order is medium weak "mp", medium strong "mf", and strong "f".

At first, Qin Jian played according to the law of weak to strong, but in the back, after each finger warmed up, this law of weak to strong was completely disrupted during playing.

The original standard scale became extremely strange under his hand at this time.

Each note seems to be given an independent personality, and then it is combined again, and each time it is different.

If there are masters in the industry, they will be amazed by this way of practicing.

Not long, not short, four hours passed again.

Qin Jian wiped the sweat from his forehead, tired and happy.

People are always like this, when they are immersed in something, not only will time pass quickly, but even consciousness will automatically block out the small movements around them.

For example, at this moment, next to the piano, Qin Jian's mobile phone lit up for the third time.