Even when it comes to an etude, Chopin is romantic, and friends who see it must know it.

Perhaps because in the morning, the Chopins who appeared in the 302 examination room were only slow, not waved.

So at this moment, on the judges' bench, the four judges except Qin Jian were all a little intoxicated with varying degrees in Fang Xiaoyu's performance.

It's not an exaggeration to say that you are intoxicated.

First of all, Fang Xiaoyu has emotional ups and downs in the expression of music, and secondly, the melodic lines are smooth, although the speed is a little worse.

But from the perspective of an ordinary sophomore art student, this is already a rare occurrence.

Besides, she still comes from a small place, a small place with a piano education level

So despite all the flaws in her performance.

For example, Mr. Sun thinks it's very good-looking, and a little girl is hunched over when she plays the piano.

Teacher Yang thought her hands looked a little awkward.

But it is undeniable that such students are the good seedlings they need.

Just when all the teachers were thinking about how to receive Fang Xiaoyu under their door.

"Ahem. ”

With Qin Jian's cough, the sound of the steel piano stopped abruptly, and the teachers' thoughts were also interrupted.

The next second.

The five candidates, including Fang Xiaoyu, and the four teachers all looked at Qin Jian in unison.

The four candidates who were auditing were a little frightened, this kind of water would actually be interrupted?

And the four judges and teachers have become accustomed to Qin Jian's stop, and Lu Desheng also greeted everyone before, trying to follow Qin Jian's meaning, but this time they were a little unacceptable to 'stop'.

But for a variety of reasons, they chose to remain silent.

Now is different from the past, Qin Jian is no longer the Boer art candidate half a year ago.

And Fang Xiaoyu honestly took his hand back, looked at the figure on the far left of the judges' seat, and his heart was pounding.

"Is there a problem with the pedal just now?"

"No problem, it's on the score. ”

"Or is it because you can't play fast enough?"

"But this is what I just asked me to play."

"Is that because of the rhythm of the counterpoint?"

Fang Xiaoyu hesitated for a moment, feeling that he had found the key to the problem at once, and his brows furrowed.

"It has to be a matter of rhythm. ”

"The index finger on the black key just now was really a little unstable"

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but puff out her little nose.

This place has obviously been practiced many times below, but

"Hey"

For a while, the silence in the examination room was terrifying.

"Ugh"

Looking at everyone's appearance, Qin Jian was stunned, touched his nose a little apologetically, and finally his eyes fell on Fang Xiaoyu's worried face.

"I'm sorry. ”

"My throat was a little itchy just now"

"So. ”

"Ahem. ”

Qin Jian pointed to his throat, trying to fill his embarrassed gaze with encouragement, "You played very well." ”

As Qin Jian's voice fell, the low air pressure in the entire examination room was instantly lifted.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Fang Xiaoyu also let out a sigh of relief, and his whole person felt half lighter.

"Still. ”

At this moment, Qin Jian's voice sounded again, and Fang Xiaoyu sat up straight again.

"For this etude in F minor, you need to pay attention to the height of the finger before the finger drops. ”

"Especially your right index and middle fingers, which are raised too high. ”

"It's very important, you have to remember. ”

"I can tell you're well prepared. ”

"But if you can't solve this problem effectively, then after the real acceleration in the future, you will understand what pain is. ”

Qin Jian's 'heartfelt words' also come from his own painful lessons.

And these words simply pierced Fang Xiaoyu's heart.

She has realized this problem in the process of speeding up not long ago, but she has never known how to solve it, slow practice is useless, and dead buckles can't be deducted.

Fang Xiaoyu did not have a special piano teacher, she studied electronic piano for several years when she was a child, and then her family did not support her to learn art, so she stopped learning.

However, because I like music, I have been groping for practice, and then I was secretly admitted to Yangcheng No. 3 Middle School, and there was no way at home, so I could only let her come.

However, it still didn't help her much financially.

In the days of Yangcheng No. 3 Middle School, she half relied on asking the free music teachers in the school, and half relied on herself to continue to explore, and gradually, she popped up some grades in the school.

At this time, the family realized that this child seemed to have a little talent in music, so they paid attention to the problem that Fang Xiaoyu wanted to learn music.

Her parents thought very simply, at least after she graduated from college, she could also rely on this thing to have a good job, unlike the two of them, who got up early all day and couldn't see a lot of money for a month.

Therefore, at the suggestion of the teacher of Yangcheng No. 3 Middle School, Fang Xiaoyu came to today's Boer admissions examination room.

Indeed, this is the art school with the highest admission rate in the entire South City.

Moreover, the recent rumors have been boiling.

Here are some of the best piano teachers in the province.

Fang Xiaoyu was eager to ask how to solve this problem at the moment, but she didn't dare to speak.

And the exam isn't over yet.

"Let's do the next one. ”

As Qin Jian's words fell again, Fang Xiaoyu sank, "Come on, you must be admitted!"

A moment later.

She raised her hand again.

"Oooo!———oo

"Oooo!—!———oo

Two powerful chords with large dotted patterns slammed through the examination room.

"Enthusiasm 3rd movement. ”

The energetic endeavor made Qin Jian look sideways again.

Not to mention the timbre and feeling, the momentum that erupts from the piano in a single round has a bit of enthusiasm and taste.

Her understanding is ok.

Gradually, more and more candidates and parents gathered outside the gate of the 302 examination room.

Everyone was fascinated by the piano coming from the exam room.

"Passion three!"

"Which candidate played this!?"

"Awesome, it's definitely over. ”

"This looks like it's going to run out. ”

A song is coming to an end.

In fact, from the beginning of the substitution of the left and right hands, the music has no shape and structure to speak of, and the enthusiasm three is not as superficial as the candidates imagined

But Qin Jian wanted her to finish playing, firstly, to make up for the mistake of her voice just now, and secondly, he couldn't bear to interrupt Fang Xiaoyu's state from one to the end.

"Wow————"

With the last chord bombardment, Fang Xiaoyu's enthusiastic three performances ended.

She blushed and walked over to the judges' bench and bent down deeply.

"Thank you, judges, teachers!"

Then he left the examination room with the other private individuals.

"This kid is good, a good seedling. ”

"Wait for Lao Sun, I'll tell you first, I want this child. ”

"What are you anxious about, it's not certain that people won't come here to go to school," Teacher Yang, who was sitting in the middle, looked at his watch, "It's half past eleven, and it is estimated that the exam will not be finished in the morning, let the children who are waiting for the exam go to have lunch first, and continue in the afternoon." ”

"Let's check the results in the morning first, there are a lot of candidates this year, we only have 21 piano places in our hands, aside from a few of your own students, how many children we have to discuss. ”

"Okay, Mr. Yang. ”

"Do as you say. ”

With the end of the morning exams, the school building just quieted down.

The cafeteria is lively again.

"Xiaoyu, you must have no problem, many people outside the examination room just now praised you for playing well. ”

"What the hell is going on! ”

Fang Xiaoyu looked at the dense music scores on the dining table, and felt that nothing was right.

"It's over. ”

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