A moment of silence.

A chromatic melody whistled like a swarm of bees before dawn.

The second variation rises.

As for the artistic conception of the second variation, at least for now, Qin Jian has no deeper understanding.

It's just one word.

"Quick. ”

How fast?

"As fast as possible. ”

If it is a fingering technique that involves a large span or a difficult hand, Qin Jian will not be able to practice this movement to a certain speed for a while.

But the theme of this movement is composed of the sentence structure of the scale.

It's not as fierce as the rapids, and it's not as cold as the winter wind.

So this can be regarded as a kind of difficulty reduction for him.

Only the left and right hands alternate back and forth in the scale, one sentence after another.

...

I have to say that this brought another surprise to everyone in the audience.

"Hey, Planck, can you guess his speed again this time?"

A few days ago, the judges' table at the scene of the duo piano competition was staged again.

Or between Fur Hat and Planck.

Only this time Planck didn't come casually, he listened to the dense notes in his ears and fell into deep thought, his left index finger tapping on his leg.

Moment.

"Probably between 143 and 146. ”

Planck said and shook his head suddenly, "No, it should be between 148 and 152." ”

"Oh God~ look at his expression. ”

...

However, Qin Jian didn't feel the praise from the audience at all, and his face looked a little urgent.

Having forgotten the initial tempo of the movement, he could only hear the melody in his ears getting faster and faster.

The hands were like wild horses that had been freed from their stiffness, and they could never be taken back.

As his head swayed, drops of sweat fell from his chin.

Tick-tock on top of the keyboard.

"Not good!"

The dampness between his sweaty palms and fingers made him feel like his fingers were going to fall over the sweaty keys at any moment.

And the second movement has come to an end.

"And the last two sets of ascending crescendos. ”

"Hold on. ”

In an instant, Qin Jian's eyebrows twisted into a strand.

Focus on guiding full fire.

Tune up every nerve.

Avoiding slipping, he erected all ten fingers.

In order to ensure that the musical atmosphere of the crescendo is not interrupted, the melody that follows is completely taken over by the sunken nail tips.

It collided with the hard keys.

A heart-piercing pain came.

Qin Jian gritted his teeth, and his ten fingers exerted force again.

on stage.

It was like a roaring wind blowing.

The fleeing swarm of bees instantly dissipated at dawn.

The hazy sky was empty and lonely.

After finishing the last note, Qin Jian threw his arms high in the direction of the scale.

It wasn't until the end of the note that he withdrew his hand.

"It's fine. ”

At this time, his expression on the big screen softened.

Then.

He turned his head and nodded apologetically to the audience.

I picked up the handkerchief that was no longer dry, wiped the keys again, and dried my hands again.

It was necessary for him to do so, and in the various big jump techniques in the fourth variation, he needed a pair of dry keyboards.

Again, he raised his hand and fell.

The third variation sounds.

Small adagio.

Rows of black and white keys that were caressed, up and down, moaning.

This is Qin Jian's favorite variation, with Liao Linjun's exclamation and Duan Ran's exclamation.

Like a set of folk tunes, the first three notes appear with a soft seventh interval, and the slow chromatic notes seem to be the fall of the moonlight.

The music is immersed in the fragrance and life of the morning, and it touches everyone's heart.

The sound of the piano fell and swirled in the air like a dead leaf in winter, and fell silently to the ground.

The sound of "sand" woke up the deep sleep.

"Ding. ”

"Discover a mystery event card. ”

Qin Jian's eyelashes blinked slightly, and then gently stepped on the sustain pedal.

The serene triad stayed in this moment until the first rays of morning light brought by sunrise.

The music goes out.

The third variation is finished.

There was no time or space for the auditorium to reminisce.

The moment he let go of his left foot, Qin Jian's hands fell cross-legged in mid-air.

A new motive for the theme has reappeared.

Fourth variation, alternating thirds.

The name Qin Jian gave to this variation is called the alternating third.

Alternating thirds is a difficult piano technique and a litmus test of a pianist's finger technique.

Chris cleverly borrows the theme of the Mass and applies this technique to this chapter.

In his hands, this technique perfectly embodies the beauty of the craftsmanship of the piano work.

The complex expression marks were interpreted one by one under Qin Jian's understanding.

Rapid finger reels that mimic the octave jumps of string jumps.

Bells and whistles.

Each measure in Chris's orchestration has a sound in the low, middle and high registers at the same time.

There is less of Liszt's concentration and a little more of Cram's dramatic tension.

One second one might associate this piece of music with George's parade chant or the cosmos, but the next he will definitely dismiss the idea of the next.

"It's not a modern work. ”

"A single introduction, a single theme, four standard variations. ”

"The melody of the theme is completely maintained, and the creator skillfully blends the harmonies of the first and third variations and the second and fourth variations with the texture, in the continuous development, except for the variations from the main key to the polyphonic body..."

"The theme structure has remained the same. ”

Fried Bachmann, head of the piano department at the University of Performing and Musical Arts in Vienna, came to the final conclusion, even though the music was not over at this time.

"It's a purely classical piece. ”

"Brilliant view," Rigel, the president of the Mozart Society, asked as he looked at the young people on the stage and said, "So what period do you think this is a work?"

Bachmann didn't speak, but made a gesture of please, "I want to hear about it." ”

Rigel waved his hand, smiling and waving his hand, "The rhythm is free overall, but the rhythm of the music has been well maintained, the Mass theme, with passages of toccata and fugue in front and folk songs and dances in the back." ”

"This composer is very interesting, he writes a lot of dissonances, makes key shifts, and makes the harmonies dynamic and emotional. ”

Rigel paused, turned his head to look at Bachmann, and continued: "The most important thing is that all the dynamics of this piece do not pursue subtle changes in intensity, but adopt a clearer stepped dynamics. ”

"So, I prefer that this piece was born in the Baroque period. ”

Ribger's voice fell, and Bachmann Street continued, "Or a copy of a modern composer." ”

"Perfectly presented times. ”

After that, the two looked at each other and smiled, both sighing.

They all have the same answer in mind, and it is clear that such a unique work will not suddenly appear under the fingers of a young Oriental man one day after hundreds of years of silence in Europe.

So they all have the same question in their minds.

"Chris, who is sacred?"

...

...

"Bachmann. ”

"Huh?"

"Remember what I said when I recommended this kid to you?"

"You say this kid could change the landscape of classical piano development. ”

"That's right, I'm going to take it back. ”

"Why?"

"From now on, I believe he will usher in a whole new era of piano. ”