Early the next morning.

As soon as the sky was hazy, around half past seven, Qin Jian got up from the bed.

After a brief wash, I left the room quietly with my bag on my back.

When I came back, it was already noon.

In addition to bringing two servings of He Jing's favorite chicken soup dumplings.

And a backpack of books, a whole backpack.

The time is rewind to 4 hours ago.

Start by leaving the hotel to find the metro station.

Throughout the morning, Qin Jian's figure appeared in the bookstores related to major music majors in Yanjing.

From the art school bookstore at the gate of the Yenching Conservatory of Music in Xingfumen to the book building in Shan Xi.

From the international foreign bookstore in Tufujing to the national chain bookstore Music book in DH District.

According to the order in his memory, Qin Jian ran one by one, but to no avail.

Just when he was about to give up.

I never expected that.

In an extremely remote corner, Qin Jian finally found it.

Although only the last one remains, and it looks rather shabby.

But after a cursory flip.

Qin Jian is like a treasure.

......

‘Rhapsody On A Theme Of Paganini Op.43’

At this moment, sitting on the bed in the hotel, feeling the score of the band full of heaviness in his hand, Qin Jian's heart was full of a sense of steadfastness.

The sooner you get this kind of thing, the better it will be for you.

In addition to this hard-won score, Qin Jian also found a lot of other treasures.

A collection of Schumann's piano sketches with a very beautiful cover.

A collector's edition of Vienne's original published collection of Chopin's etudes.

A complete set of Czerny etudes in the German edition.

Plus Chinese translations of three other foreign music books and orchestral scores for Paganini-themed rhapsodies.

Qin Jian paid a total of more than 800 soft sister coins.

"This set of Xiao Lian is really not cheap. ”

He Jing looked at the price behind the beautiful cover and couldn't help but smack her tongue, but there was no sense of blame in her words, but for her, there was no difference between the sheet music of a foreign publishing house with a gorgeous cover and the free genuine sheet music on the Internet.

"Huh?"

He Jing's tone changed suddenly, and her eyes moved to the side with a slight surprise: "Schumann's selections." ”

"yes, for you. ”

Qin Jian said as he took out a bank card from his pocket and shook it in front of He Jing, "Before leaving, our father gave a bank card, and he also said, cough cough." ”

Pretending to cough twice, Qin Jian's face jumped, and he learned Qin Gang's tone, and said in a rough voice: "If your sister likes it, you will take the initiative to pay for it, do you hear?"

"Then, thank you, Mr. Qin. ”

He Jing took the book into his arms, and under his calm gaze, a pair of small dimples crawled to the corners of his mouth again.

"Thank you Qin Jian for the chicken soup dumplings. ”

...

Mealtime.

"Qin Jian, yesterday's semi-final video can be searched on the Internet. ”

"It's pretty fast," Qin Jian didn't show too much surprise, this was expected, "Can you see it?"

He Jing nodded and said, "Well, I've watched all the players after you finished." ”

"How is it, is it wonderful?" Qin Jian took a bite to dry the eight-treasure porridge in the plastic cup.

"You can take the time to listen to it," He Jing also put down his chopsticks, "maybe it will be very exciting." ”

"Good. ”

After a light meal, He Jing cleaned up and left the hotel.

Before leaving.

The two sisters and brothers agreed to meet at the door of the Zhongshan Concert Hall at half past four in the afternoon.

After He Jing left, the room was too quiet.

Probably because the time for the list was getting closer and closer, Qin Jian couldn't help but have a suspicion of impetuousness in his heart.

Continuous busyness and exhaustion are indeed a good way to temporarily let go of anxiety, but at this moment, in a comfortable room, Qin Jian cannot be as calm as it seems.

Maybe it's exciting. ’

He Jing's words during the meal seemed to touch a sensitive nerve of the young man.

In the second round, although Qin Jian thought he had achieved the best performance expected.

But if you compare it with the whole arena, you can't say that the play is not good, but in terms of excitement, from the length of the track to the technical difficulty, "The Girl in the Garden" does not have much to write about.

Twenty into twelve, will go eight away.

"Hey—"

"Don't think about it, it's a waste of time. ”

Qin Jian shook his head and went directly to the bathroom to wash his face with cold water.

When he came out again, he was much more sober.

Looking at the time, there were still three hours before the results were announced.

"Start work. ”

Sweeping away the haze, Qin Jian took out the score of the band that had just arrived.

I sat down at the desk next to the TV and turned the first page of the score.

A whole page of the work is introduced.

"Paganini's Rhapsody on a Theme is a great work of imagination and fighting spirit for piano and orchestra, and believe me, it is a miracle itself from the moment it was born..."

"There are 24 variations in this work, perhaps in the way in which Paganini's twenty-four caprices are commemorate, and you know, geniuses always think differently..."

"Let's talk about the whole morphological structure of this rhapsody..."

In order to ensure that he could accurately appreciate the descriptions between the texts, Qin Jian did not choose to listen to the audio and read at the same time.

It's just through the description that I keep sketching the texture of this work in my mind.

Read it carefully twice.

Qin Jian turned the second page.

"If you're a conductor, go back to the first page and read it again"

"If you are a concerto member of an orchestra, I suggest you give this booklet to your conductor and he will thank you later"

"If you're a lead player, then congratulations, I need you to memorize the parts of each part, and if you can't, close the booklet, it's not for you......"

Qin Jian seemed to have entered a puzzle-solving game, and in just twenty minutes, he had already calmed down to some kind of special environment.

......

For the majority of classical music lovers in Yanjing, it has been a rare classical music feast in the near future.

Today is even more special.

At 8 o'clock in the evening, in the Chime Concert Hall of the National Centre for the Performing Arts, the main venue of the Huayun Youth Music Skills Competition, a talented conductor from Latvia will lead the Lesibi Symphony Orchestra to stage a New Year's concert belonging to the people of Yanjing on this historic stage.

This is also the first time that this top orchestra of pure European origin has performed in China.

At this time, in the Chime Concert Hall, on the stage, the troupe was in full swing of the final rehearsal practice.

In the center of the four-pipe orchestra is a black grand piano, and a young man in casual clothes is sitting in front of the piano, waving his hands passionately.

The sound of the piano has an unbreakable power, interspersed with the symphony orchestra.

Under the stage, there is a program list on the armrest of each seat.

A program list that had been accidentally left on the ground was spreading out on its back at this time, and it was faintly visible under the light.

'Second half-'

'4. Piano Concerto No. 2 in C minor———— Composer: S. Rachmaninoff, Conductor: Andris Nelson, Piano: Fang Zongyao'

......

16:15。

"In the classical concerto, the appearance of each concerto is a carefully planned plan. ”

Qin Jian rubbed his temples and closed the band's score, his expression was still thoughtful, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Regarding the concept of piano concerto, Qin Jian admits that he has been refreshed again.

"But fortunately, there is still time. ”

After carefully putting away the score, Qin Jian also left the room.

It's almost time to meet with He Jing, and it's almost time to take over the list.

Walk down the street that leads to the Zhongshan Concert Hall.

Qin Jian could hear his heartbeat, with a strong rhythm in the wind in his ears.