Chapter 107: "This Is Really Awesome"
After the sound of the piano completely dissipated, the entire hall was silent for about five seconds.
A corner of the audience remembered the first applause, and at this time most of the audience was awakened.
"Finished?"
"That's the end of it?"
"So short?"
...
Rare 'applause mixed with comments from the audience'.
For a while, the atmosphere in the entire hall was no longer as serious as before, and it became lively.
In addition, the players on the stage still maintain a very stupid and naïve appearance at the moment.
It made many viewers happy.
"I don't feel like I'm playing well, and there are still a lot of plays. Passerby A's comment.
"You know, this is called performance art, I think this kid is good, better than the fat man just now. Passerby B's counterattack.
Players on the spectator seats.
"Ahh
Feng Ziyan blew his nose, looked at the stage, and was dumbfounded, "Do you still play like this?"
Zhao Yinuo on the side didn't express any opinions, in fact, she didn't understand, and she even wondered if this was the same person as the person who played the revolution in the video.
Compared with the 13 and 14 duos, the expressions of the other players around them are quite normal, whether they can understand it or not, the applause between peers is still in place.
Duan Ran clapped his hands, trying to recall the 'Girl in the Garden' played by another person in his mind.
Gradually, the two versions came together.
"It's so similar. ”
......
Qin Jian reluctantly turned off the panel.
Got up and walked to the stage and bowed deeply in the distance.
This time, the applause from the audience was even more enthusiastic.
Thank you.
Leaving the stage, I went straight back to my rest room, got dressed, and left here directly.
Outside the door of the concert hall, in addition to the staff, there are also some promotional banners of musical instrument brands.
It's getting dark.
The moment Qin Jian stepped out of the door, he took a hard breath of air with the smell of ice ballast.
Call.
He needed to cool his nerves now, and he even kindly wanted to smoke a cigarette.
"The performance is not bad, the rest is up to the judges. ”
Qin Jian was satisfied with his performance, at least he had prepared it, and he took it out.
But that doesn't mean he knows what he knows, he just wants to put the most sure work to the third round.
"If this level can be passed smoothly, the next step will be more meaningful. ”
The bandage on his left hand was removed, and the numbers on the tattoo stood out in the light.
2108。
Much better than expected, such a work on such an occasion, the net increase can be 1 point more is earned.
"How are you sitting here?"
A familiar voice came from behind him.
Qin Jian hurriedly turned around, He Jing had already walked out of the outer door of the hall, and quickly got up and patted his buttocks, "Sister, why did you come out?"
"I see that you have not appeared in the player's seat, so you have come out to take a look"
He Jing said and gave a thumbs up, "It's a great play." ”
Qin Jian touched his head, suddenly recalled a certain scene, and raised his face and said, "That's, I don't look at whose student it is?"
He Jing was stunned for a moment, and smiled the next second, but did not answer, "Then go back and continue to listen?"
Today, don't listen to it, a figure quickly flashed in Qin Jian's mind, if nothing else, then see you next round.
"I don't listen. Qin Jian put it on He Jing's shoulder, "Sister, let's go eat!"
"What do you want to eat?" asked He Jing.
"What do you want to eat?" Qin Jian asked rhetorically.
"What ravioli?"
"That ravioli!"
"Wait a minute, can you eat enough?"
......
A bowl of wontons is naturally not enough to feed the developing teenager.
On the way back to the hotel for dinner, under He Jing's strong persuasion, Qin Jian still insisted on buying another fried chicken.
High oil, high heat and high salt, yes.
But there's nothing wrong with the fragrance.
'Hiccup~'
After a delicious meal of fried chicken, the siblings were busy with their own things again.
The boy lying on the bed was hanging his headphones and shaking his head, and a joyful song of the age was playing in his ear.
'Two is just right'
On the panel in front of him, a capsule-shaped pill was emitting a dark blue light in the backpack bar.
"It's this thing. ”
"Exactly the same as what Chris took out. ”
Qin Jian said to himself firmly.
【Memory Pill】
【Item introduction:】After use, you can read the music and never forget it
A short line of words.
Just glanced at it again, Qin Jian couldn't bear it again...
Take a deep breath and focus your mind on the pill.
With a 'bang', Blue lifted the bag from her backpack.
【Do you want to use it?】
"Yes. ”
The blue pill instantly shattered into powder in mid-air and completely disappeared into the backpack.
"That's it?"
Qin Jian was puzzled, and suddenly felt a flash in front of his eyes, and then a black in front of him, as if he had been squatting on the ground for a long time and stood up violently.
Just after the buzzing sound in his ears dissipated, Qin Jian's realization returned to the panel.
Turning off the panel, Qin Jian got out of bed and took out the music stand He Jing gave him from his backpack.
Casually turned a page.
‘Etude.F.CHOPIN.OP25,No11’
"Chopin's Etude for the Winter Wind. ”
Qin Jian has practiced, but he is no longer very clear about this score in his mind
"Then try it with the winter wind first"
Starting with the expression term Lento next to the clef, Qin Jian sat back on the edge of the bed while watching.
While watching, his mouth is still softly humming the melody in his head with his eyes.
"Drip-drip, drip, drip..."
He Jing's version of the score of Winter Wind is the original version of the Bolan country, which not only has clear various markings, but also detailed fingering marks.
In the process of browsing, Qin Jian was reluctant to let go of even a small barline.
Every note, every rest, every pedal mark, every emoji term...
For about half an hour, Qin Jian saw the last half-minute rest of the last bar.
Read all eight pages of score.
End of the song!
Closing the music stand, Qin Jian closed his eyes, and just briefly passed it in his mind.
Then he got up and took out a stave exercise book and pen from his bag.
Climbed into bed and began to write silently.
Dictate op25, no11.
Start with lento.
Qin Jian didn't stop for a moment, and it wasn't until he finished writing the first page that he put down the pen because his arm was a little sore.
Looking at the crooked tadpole text, Qin Jian compared it with the original score.
"What are you laughing at?" He Jing's voice came from the other bed.
"Sister, you're busy first!"
Qin Jian didn't care about anything else at this time, and then directly called up the fifth page from his mind.
I struggled to write.
After 20 minutes, take the fifth page of yourself and compare it with the original score again.
Again!
This time, Qin Jian chose an etude from the music folder that he hadn't even heard.
There are only two pages.
Completely unfamiliar.
......
After 30 minutes.
Qin Jian took the handwritten score and sighed softly at the two original scores in front of him.
"This time it's amazing. ”
Stretching, Qin Jian rubbed his sore shoulders, and the black ring in his inventory flashed in his mind.
"Ralth"
The corners of his mouth grinned.
I picked up my phone and opened a web page that I had saved a few days ago.
A few seconds later.
Half a page of dense sheet music suddenly swiped out on the screen of the mobile phone
‘Rhapsody On A Theme Of Paganini Op.43’
'Paganini Theme Rhapsody Band Score'
'Downloading'