Except for Fang Xiaoyu's mother, no one asked her what her plans for the future were.

And her father finally supported her to take this dew, and it seems that he values the so-called 'gold' in the art circle more.

In other words, compared to what Fang Xiaoyu was going to learn, he didn't care at all, as long as he could send her into that circle that was far away from them, and find him a son-in-law with a lot of gold in the future, it would not be in vain for him to work hard.

Fang Xiaoyu was disgusted by this in her heart, because she felt that this was not an idea that a qualified father should instill in his children, even though it was just some of the words that his father was drunk.

But she could understand that they were poor.

However, Fang Xiaoyu is still very grateful to her parents who get up early and are greedy for darkness, no matter what, as she herself said, she likes music, and now with their support, she has the opportunity to pursue what she likes.

That's enough.

As for the rest, she will work hard, and she has already sketched a picture of her own future in her heart.

Although the sky is not big, there is a longing that she paints with her heart.

So when Teacher Qin, who was gentle on the other side, was more like a big brother next door in her eyes, she said what was in her heart.

"Teacher Qin?"

A light call made Qin Jian come back to his senses, and then look at Fang Xiaoyu in front of him.

The girl's clean eyes made him feel full of a sense of solidity.

Three simple and unpretentious wishes, not in a hurry or impatient.

First have a stable job, then have a piano of your own, and finally become a good piano teacher.

Qin Jian felt that behind every wish, there was a story that belonged to Fang Xiaoyu, which was very real.

However, what Qin Jian wanted to know had already been asked.

"Come on. ”

Qin Jian nodded and said with a smile, "I think you'll succeed." ”

"When it's time to buy a piano, you can come to me and recommend it to you. ”

As he spoke, he picked up the spoon and continued to eat, willing to give the girl a little help if he could, within the limits of his ability.

At this moment, he seemed to experience a trace of Shen Qingci's feelings.

It's just that, in a way, he, like Fang Xiaoyu, is still on the road.

"Thank you!"

Fang Xiaoyu grinned and nodded vigorously, and the bangs on his forehead fluttered in the air again.

She was extremely happy with Qin Jian's encouragement.

Perhaps the atmosphere at the dinner table could no longer be harmonious at this time, and Fang Xiaoyu's courage suddenly became a little bigger.

"Teacher Qin. ”

"Huh?"

"I have a question, can I ask you?"

Qin Jian raised his head, looked at Fang Xiaoyu, swallowed the rice in his mouth, and said, "Well, if you have any questions, you can talk about it." ”

Fang Xiaoyu instantly didn't know where to find a cute little notebook and a pen.

"That's what you mentioned in the exam room today, about raising your finger too high. ”

"I've figured out this issue, but I haven't known how to fix it. ”

"So I want to ask you, how to practice correcting. ”

Fang Xiaoyu held the pen and looked at Qin Jian expectantly.

"This one. ”

Qin Jian looked at the appearance of preparing to record in front of him, and didn't say anything for the first time.

"You wait. ”

He thought for a moment, and suddenly felt that his head was a little bigger.

He understood Fang Xiaoyu's problem, but this problem had to be carefully corrected, it was too big.

The question of whether to practice raising the fingers, or whether to correct the raised fingers and replace them with sticking keys in the later stages of playing, is simply the most controversial topic in the history of the piano since its birth.

It can only be said that they must be mastered, not only must be mastered, but also must be flexibly mastered, and then according to the specific section of the specific work, and finally according to a certain musical pattern and phrase to judge how to deal with it.

In the case of Chopin's rapid works, if the player plays with the fingers raised, the uncontrollable force of the thumb becomes a hidden time bomb.

As long as the player is not paying attention, the thumb will be accented in the place where the accent should not appear.

The fluidity of the whole phrase is bound to be disrupted, and the natural flow of Chopin's work cannot be interpreted.

However, the practice of high fingers needs to be emphasized in the early stages of learning the piano, which can better develop the practitioner's finger independence and even arm-to-wrist-to-finger strength coordination at the beginning.

Qin Jian felt the lack of strength in Fang Xiaoyu's performance, which he speculated was due to her background in learning the electronic piano.

As we all know, the keys of an electronic keyboard are much softer than those of a piano, so after switching to the piano keyboard, how to correct the key habits and re-adapt is another problem.

At this stage, we have to mention the importance of a professional teacher. ’

At this stage, Fang Xiaoyu not only did not have a teacher, but also groped for it by himself until now.

This undoubtedly complicates an already abstract issue.

After thinking about it carefully, Qin Jian felt that Fang Xiaoyu really needed a good professional teacher now.

...

Moment.

"Can I see your hand?" Qin Jian said.

Fang Xiaoyu obediently spread his hands in front of Qin Jian.

The fingers are not long, the palms are not large, they are not white, and even some of the joints are a little large.

A very ordinary pair of hands, with no features other than exceptionally clean finger seams.

Qin Jian stretched out his fist, "Hold my fist with your right hand." ”

Fang Xiaoyu obediently did as he was told.

"Relax your arms and wrists, then apply ten fingers. ”

As the words fell, Qin Jian felt that the five cold fingers on the back of his hand were instantly pressed down.

Qin Jian frowned: "Don't use force on your wrist." ”

Fang Xiaoyu maintained his posture and said, "Teacher Qin, I don't have any force on my wrist. ”

Qin Jian nodded, "Change your left hand." ”

With the same steps, Fang Xiaoyu changed his left hand and came again.

“ok。 ”

"Let go. ”

Fang Xiaoyu withdrew her left hand, which was a little painful, and Qin Jian's bulging fist hurt her.

"Has Czerny practiced?"

"The 299 is out. ”

"'What speed?'

What speed?Fang Xiaoyu thought for a moment and said embarrassedly, "Teacher Qin, I don't know what speed it is. ”

"Okay," Qin Jian nodded, "Then have you practiced Hanon?"

Fang Xiaoyu said truthfully, "I played the first ten, and the eleventh one is preparing to practice." ”

"Good. ”

Another moment.

"Listen up. ”

Qin Jian licked the corners of his mouth that were a little dry, "From today onwards, don't touch the F minor etude and enthusiasm again." ”

"Don't memorize this sentence..."Looking at Fang Xiaoyu, who was struggling to write, Qin Jian suggested.

"Well, I don't remember that. Fang Xiaoyu muttered in his mouth and finished writing, 'Don't touch it again', then raised his head and looked at Qin Jian again.

Blinked wide-eyed.

"And then?!"

A look of delight.