A quarter past eight in the morning.

"Sister, you don't have to wait for me for lunch," while picking up the bag, he raised his head and drank the milk in his hand, "I will be back before three o'clock." ”

Qin Jian straightened his messy hair in the mirror, turned around and opened the door in one step.

"I'm leaving!"

With a "click", the door was gently slammed shut.

"Slow down. ”

He Jing retracted her gaze and continued to tidy up the room.

Warm morning light shines through the window and spills into every corner of the room.

Match Day 5.

The weather was fine.

The streets are full of people and cars.

With headphones hanging and following the brisk rhythm of the 'dawn' in his ears, the boy walked through two streets.

The doors of the music store are still closed.

The electronic screen in front of the Zhongshan Concert Hall has been replaced with an advertisement for a Steinway piano, and the heaviness of the D-shaped triangle exudes nobility and elegance across the screen.

From a distance, the Grand Theater is still quiet, and in the morning light, it is simple and solemn.

Turn the last corner.

The boy came to the place where he practiced yesterday.

When I entered the door, I said a simple polite sentence to the uncle at the front desk of the piano store, paid the deposit, and got the key.

...

"Whew. ”

After briefly sorting out his emotions, Qin Jian opened the window.

A cool breeze blew.

A moment later.

He sat down at the piano.

Take out the pathetic sheet music and read it again from the first measure.

'Two-handed chords for the introductory note of the downward pressure sensitivity...'

'FP markers, don't be in a hurry...'

'The SF after the first connection after the fourth measure requires a spacer buffer...'

...

'The chords of the Allegro C main accent ...'

'Lag duration of finger pedals...'

...

Half an hour later.

''The power of the little thumb, add some special strength appropriately...'

'Twist your wrist to change the angle of the falling finger...'

The last three empty shots at the end pay attention to the mood. ’

"Whew. ”

"Let's go. ”

Five seconds later, a chord sounded in the glass piano room.

Stately.

but not weighty.

Through the window, the sound of the piano was heard far, far away.

The uncle outside the piano room also seemed to be attracted, and slowly came to the small coffee table outside the piano room with a small teapot.

Sit down.

...

Noon passed quickly.

The number of people in front of the Grand Theater gradually increased, and the parking lot on the side was no longer empty.

Three large TV vans in the public area of the infield are ready.

The words 'Huaxia TV' are printed on it

In the sub-halls on the left side of the main hall of the Grand Theater, the stage lighting, sound and camera are all adjusted in place.

The staff shuttled between the stages of the play and carried out the final inspection of the scene.

...

At 14:00, the passage for the string and wind groups opens.

The teenagers and girls carrying or carrying musical instrument bags have already sorted out their outfits and gone to their own backstage with their participation cards.

The strings are tuned, the heat pipes adjust the reed mouthpiece, and the instrument in hand is put to the final check.

For a while, several backstages were lively at the same time.

High strings, long-sounding brass winds, subtle woodwinds, and all kinds of instruments intermingle for a while.

The atmosphere of classical music is getting stronger and stronger.

14:30 The doors of the concert hall open.

All kinds of audiences, under the coordination of the staff, checked in in an orderly manner.

It didn't take long for some arenas to be filled with spectators, while others were scattered with only a few rows of figures.

At last.

With the public announcement ringing in the main hall.

15:30。

The semi-finals of the Huayun Youth Music Skills Competition officially kicked off.

First up was the string and wind competitions.

Almost at the same time, every hall began a grand introduction to the competition, and the host read out the order of the arena.

Rated as an introduction...

Each assisting unit introduces...

...

The brass stage was the first shot of the semi-finals.

"The first player to appear in this round of the game - Wulian"

"He will bring the following tracks"

"Alban's Variations on a Theme of Norma,"

"Instructor, Leping. ”

The broadcast in the lobby ends.

Sparse applause rang out one after another from the scattered auditorium, and there were really not many brass lovers compared to strings.

On the side of the stage, a small teenager walked out, wearing a slightly ill-fitting black dress with a framed glass, and the whole person looked a little dull.

He held a rusty trumpet in his hand, which no longer radiated in the light.

The short instrument does not contrast sharply with his stature.

The boy walked to the center of the stage and bowed to the audience.

He took the instrument and put it on his cracked lips.

At this moment, many viewers noticed his golden mouthpiece.

In the next second, I saw that the masseter muscles connecting the corners of the young man's mouth and cheeks instantly showed two furrows.

Then.

A horn with a strong metallic texture, with Alban's characteristic melancholy, resounded throughout the hall.

penetrated the stage and directly impacted the front door of every judge in the audience.

The boy's eyes were still dull, but his three nimble fingers had already begun to jump.

The entire hall in the close-up of the camera seems to be trembling slightly.

Everywhere the golden trumpets went, no one questioned the rusty instruments on the stage.

And the performer, except for the three fingers and the masseter muscles on the side of the face.

Motionless.

...

Every player who can make it to the semi-finals is a symbol of strength.

But on this small stage, they need to come up with better works to make the performance more perfect.

Because the ears and eyes from the judges' bench will become more critical.

On the other side of the violin arena.

At this time, a tall boy on stage is playing an unaccompanied violin sonata in A minor.

He was the fifth contestant to appear, selected by the Haishi Musicians Association.

His bowing skills are confident and steady, and even under the large swing of his limbs, he can accurately deliver every sound to every pair of ears in the audience.

The gorgeous, smooth Allegro section is at ease.

In the opening and closing room, the stage style is fully displayed.

After the end of the song, it directly received the warmest applause since the opening

In the audience, the cheers of the group belonging to the Haishi Conservatory of Music brought a different color to the performers on the stage.

Although it is an individual game, it also seems to carry certain symbols.

"The sixth player to appear is - Xie Chengqian"

"Selected by Zhejiang Musicians Association"

“....”

The applause on the stage rang out again, and there was the biggest movement between the seats that were obviously close to the front desk.

Both on and off the stage.

The applause dissipated, and everyone's eyes fell on the girl on the stage.

Moment.

I saw her raise her hand and drop her bow.

Devilish laughter emerges from the stage.

......

16:57。

In a hotel chain room, the slightly dimly lit room is filled with the dexterous and flexible sound of the violin.

On the TV screen, in the program of China Television 3, a young girl is playing Paganini's No. 16 Caprice.

G minor, rush version.

"800 people on site, is there any pressure?"

Next to the TV, under the porch, the woman was leaning against the wall, her hands in front of her chest, looking at the teenager sitting on the bed.

The boy was carefully wrapping the bandage on his left hand, waiting for the numbers on the tattoo to be completely obscured.

He slowly stopped, sighed softly, and raised his head: "Nervous." ”

The woman walked up to the boy and carefully smoothed the collar of the boy's shirt.

"Stay safe on the road for a while. ”

The boy got up and put on his coat.

"Sister, aren't you going to set off with me?"

The woman shook her head, smiled and touched the back of the boy's head.

"Qin Jian..."

Suddenly, there was applause on the TV.

The two looked at each other at the same time.

On the silver screen, the girl has already bowed and curtain call.

"It's almost time. ”