Duan Ran is here.

Stepping on a cheerful puppy waltz.

With the arrival of the girls, the whole fue bar also has a little more vitality.

Seeing Duan Ran coming, Shen Qingci didn't say anything more.

Although Qin Jian didn't understand why Shen Qingci would ask such a question, he didn't guess anything.

"1900 is in, and so are the ships. ”

"Thanks, I see. ”

For Qin Jian and his teacher sitting at the same table, this sense of disobedience made the girl feel a little uncomfortable.

And judging from the fact that the two of them drank half of their drinks on the table, it seems that this state has been maintained for a while.

Probably because of her teacher's presence, the girl could only simply say hello to Qin Jian.

Then he took off his scarf, his coat, and a music clip from the cloth bag he had with him.

Under the signal of Shen Qingci on the side, he walked towards the piano on the stage.

At this moment, in the hall, the puppy waltz stopped.

The old man in front of the piano stood up with a smile and made a few simple gestures to the girl.

Then the girl spread out the score.

Looking at the score, I started playing.

A well-ordered melody flowed out neatly.

“， 。 ”

Suddenly, after a small trill, the old man interrupted the girl.

The old man leaned over the keyboard and played the girl's interrupted bar again.

In the trilled part, the sense of separation of the vibrato is deliberately emphasized.

Qin Jian probably understood the reason, the accent in Duan Ran's trills was not clear.

After the old man finished the demonstration, he stared at him with wide eyes, pursed his lips, and nodded exaggeratedly.

Then point to the keyboard with your wrist.

“”

The girl nodded and began to play again.

“ye”

“————————”

As the old man was very passionate, the notes under the girl's fingers became more and more inventive.

'Mozart, K545, first movement

Qin Jian didn't understand again.

It's time for the final soon, why is Duan Ran, who is obviously in class at the moment, still playing Mozart's sonata.

However, for being able to continue to talk about the piano with Shen Qingci, by the way, Duan Ran's master class.

It's still a good feeling.

From time to time, I saw Duan Ran's embarrassment after being stopped by the old man on the side because of his unreasonable performance on the stage.

Qin Jian found that this girl also had a cute side.

"Hmm-"

Time passed quickly, and under the urging of He Jing's second call, Qin Jian said goodbye to Shen Qingci and left the fue bar.

The next day at noon.

Qin Jian got up and ate and left the hotel.

Continue to yesterday's café.

While digesting the questions he had exchanged with Shen Qingci last night, he took out the score and continued to read yesterday's eleventh variation

As for Shen Qingci's answer, 'listen', although Qin Jian had no experience in playing with symphony orchestras.

But more or less in the other party's later description.

Listen to the sound of each voice and listen to the sound of each group of different instruments coming together.

Listen as if you were outside of the performance.

To discover the strong of the weak, to discover the weak of the strong.

Understand strength and weakness as a relative concept.

Starting from the music itself, when the piano needs to become the protagonist, you must stand up boldly and lead the orchestra forward, even if the beatmap belonging to it is marked p.

"P is just a sense of performance that a pianist needs, can't he play the feeling of F in P? Is volume really the only criterion that determines the strength of music?"

"Is volume really the only criterion that determines the strength of music?"

Shen Qingci's last sentence also seemed to wake up Qin Jian at a subtle link.

Even from a pure piano solo, this feeling can be dissected in depth.

In a multi-part orchestra, this concept can better bring out the characteristics and functions of each instrument with a different range of voices.

The lowness of the bass instrument, the heaviness of the secondary instrument, the softness of the medium instrument, and the brightness of the high instrument.

In a nutshell.

A qualified lead player needs to be familiar with the score of each voice, and this Shen Qingci gave Qin Jian great affirmation.

Secondly, it is necessary to be familiar with the characteristics of each instrument and the role they play in the band

Finally, in the process of actually participating in the concerto, you can feel it with your ears and adjust your playing state at any time.

Although he vaguely felt the tip of the iceberg, it was still a long, long road for Qin Jian.

It's a new morning.

11:30。

Qin Jian came to the café for the third time, sat down in the old position and began the final finishing work of reading the score.

After a while, the boss brought over a glass of iced Americano.

A small piece of bread was also included.

"Thank you!"

"I read a book for so long every day, and I still lie so low, I don't want my eyes. "From the zealous nagging owner.

Under yesterday's high-intensity reading memory, Qin Jian only had two variations left to complete today.

'Variation 23, original tempo, piano playing theme, after the orchestra takes over, piano plays cadenza'

'Variation 24, a livelier and more gorgeous peak, with the orchestra playing the Doomsday and the piano playing the theme until the end'

An hour later, Qin Jian put together the thick score.

Call.

Qin Jian sighed deeply.

Three days, nearly twenty instruments, a total of twenty-six parts of the score.

At this moment.

Finally, the ministry got it.

Even with the existence of the memory pill, Qin Jian felt that his body was really unbearable.

It's time to see everything like a clef, and everything to look like a tadpole.

But fortunately, before the rehearsal, this 'feat' was finally accomplished.

Even if he can't play in person, he can listen to the orchestra better.

"Hopefully it will help you well enough for the big game the day after tomorrow. ”

Stuffed a few mouthfuls of the small bread given by the boss into his mouth, picked up the remaining half cup of coffee and drank it all.

Qin Jian loaded the score and left the café under the approving gaze of the boss.

"Come again. ”

"Thank you. ”

Catching up with the rare sunshine in winter, the teenager kept looking at the time on his mobile phone and walked towards the National Center for the Performing Arts.

14:30。

National Centre for the Performing Arts.

Inside the Opera Hall.

The sounds of various musical instruments reflect each other, and it is not lively for a while.

There weren't many people in the large circle of spectators, except for the venue staff and a few staff members who were responsible for providing off-site help.

Only the middle of the first row remained, Kobayashi Zell and a middle-aged man with a baton.

At this time, on the stage, the musicians of the Yenching Philharmonic Orchestra in casual clothes were already in place, holding their respective instruments.

"That's right. ”

With a strong voice from the audience, it sounded.

The whole orchestra fell silent.

"Very good orchestra quality. ”

Kobayashi Zell smiled and gave a thumbs up to the middle-aged man on the side

Then.

Located in the middle of the entire orchestra, in the woodwind section.

A young woman with an oboe stood up.

Hold the mouthpiece into your mouth.

The next second.

A standard 1 tone appeared over the entire hall.

Qin Jian panted and appeared outside the gate of the last row of the audience.

Just in time for this scene.

Looking at the stage under the golden lights, the neat orchestra, and the grand black piano next to the conductor's podium.

The corners of the boy's mouth twitched.

"It's how it feels. ”