With the arrival of Qin Jianye Yi.

"Hello Teacher Qin. ”

"Hello Teacher Qin. ”

"Hello Teacher Qin. ”

Everyone moved out of the middle aisle.

"Hello. ”

Qin Jian greeted everyone and took Ye Yi into the examination room.

Fang Xiaoyu was also outside the examination room, and the first moment she saw Ye Yi behind Qin Jian, she was stunned.

A feeling of self-shame came over my heart.

"This sister is so beautiful. ”

...

In the examination room, Qin Jian made a brief introduction to Ye Yi and several folk music teachers.

then explained a few words to Lu Desheng.

1:45 points.

The exams for the folk music class began.

"Hello judges..."

Qin Jian left the third floor and returned to the examination room of classroom 302 to continue his work.

The overall level of the next five groups of candidates in the piano examination room was slightly better than in the morning, but there was no one like Fang Xiaoyu's deafening performance.

However, there was a boy who played the third movement of Pathos that he thought was not bad, and he gave it a score of 8.3.

This is also the highest score given by Qin Jian except for Fang Xiaoyu.

Time passed quickly.

Gradually, the exams are coming to an end, and the whole campus seems to be dozing.

No more the vitality of the morning.

Until a long and resentful whistle came out from the examination room on the third floor, piercing the campus.

...

Forty o'clock.

The entrance exams for the 2015 class of Bor Art School have all ended.

Five thirty o'clock.

In front of the teaching building, Lu Desheng announced the results of the exam.

A total of 271 candidates were admitted in all majors, and 84 candidates were finally admitted.

The number of admissions this year also broke the number of students enrolled in previous editions of Bol, and it was also a new challenge for Bol, who was ready to set sail again.

Shi Yue lived up to Qin Jian and Fang Xiaoyu's expectations, and was admitted to the folk music class with the second grade in the erhu major.

In addition to these two, the remaining three candidates who came from Yangcheng No. 3 Middle School to take the exam this time were not admitted.

This includes the boy who bought Fang Xiaoyu breakfast.

To Qin Jian's surprise, only one girl of the five bamboo flute candidates was left behind by Ye Yi.

This made several other judges and teachers complain slightly, although they are not flute majors, but as a folk music department, they feel that there are two children who are playing well.

There was even an enthusiastic male teacher who 'explained' to Ye Yi with concern about the relationship between the number of students and the class fee.

However, Ye Yi just insisted on her Qin Jian's judgment and her own choice with silence

Only one candidate has passed the level in her heart, then there is only one.

Ye Yi didn't want to delay other candidates, let alone make trouble for Qin Jian.

However, it is worth mentioning that after the exam, Ye Yi took the initiative to leave the girl who was admitted and borrowed a bamboo flute in A key from the other party.

A simple demonstration was made for the other party.

"Late Autumn Narrative".

As soon as the flute sounded, it shocked the audience.

A mournful sound came from the flute with emotion, like a sigh imitating the human voice.

Regardless of the artistic conception, the control of this tone alone is enough to illustrate the problem.

At that moment, the few teachers present seemed to understand why only one bamboo flute candidate had passed her exam.

......

"Students, please come to the school at 9 a.m. on May 10 to participate in the enrollment report. ”

With Lu Desheng's final speech, a new school year is about to begin.

Lu Desheng is busy again.

After finishing Bol's affairs, Ye Yi was about to rush to the hospital, so he left in a hurry.

However, before leaving, he promised to invite Qin Jian to a big meal in two days.

...

After sending Ye Yi away, Qin Jian went back to the school to find Lu Desheng.

After a close exchange between the two people, Lu Desheng finally agreed to make an exception and raise Ye Yi's class fee to 500 yuan.

After solving the last problem, Qin Jian took a taxi and left Bor, and it was already seven o'clock in the evening when he purchased a lap and returned to 206.

...

Read the book and brush the questions, and the night will pass.

Before going to bed, I chatted with Duan Ran about the recent practice of the piano, and learned that the other party had begun to practice Rachmaninoff's Third Concerto.

This made his pressure suddenly increase again.

After May Day, there were indeed a lot of unplanned things, which delayed some of his progress.

But it's all good.

"And it's been very rewarding. ”

Qin Jian summed it up.

"Eleven days to go to Vienna. ”

"Uh-huh————"

Set an alarm.

Turn off the lights and go to bed.

Early the next morning, Qin Jian got up and continued to start his plan.

On the afternoon after the morning exercise, Qin Jian took Mozart's concerto collection and flipped through it, and finally decided to use K491 for the finals.

However, he doesn't plan to play the bell anymore for his own repertoire, probably because he hasn't had a heartfelt feeling for Liszt's works.

Maybe the judges approve, but he didn't want to bring an empty piece to the stage.

It's the last game, the results don't matter, he wants to leave some good thoughts for himself

As for what to play, he already had an interesting idea in his mind.

Before the next exercise began, Qin Jian turned out the previous music folder.

I found a few sheet music that I had copied in the upgrade bonus space on the eve of my departure for Tokyo.

In the next two hours, Qin Jian sorted out this score system.

He was sure it was a sheet music he had never come out with.

This will also be his choice of choice in the final.

Looking at the complicated two-handed large-span chord in the first measure, Qin Jian recalled the melody in the space, raised his hands, and stepped on the sustain pedal.

The next second.

Seven fingers fell at the same time.

In an instant, grotesque and nervous harmonic resonances crawled out of the old piano.

Heavy into Beethoven, as complex as Debussy.

Qin Jian couldn't describe the trembling feeling in his heart, which seemed to be different from what he heard in space.

And just as he finished playing the first measure at a uniform pace, the jet-black piano tattoo on his left hand suddenly flashed.

It's just that he didn't notice.

Break the library of classical works that you know in your mind.

Qin Jian slowly maintained a uniform tempo, and according to the record on the score, every note, every chord, he played it with extra care.

While playing, he wondered if he had misremembered the score at the time.

There was no demonstration, no score, Qin Jian played with difficulty.

However, judging from the overall texture of the work, this should be a variation.

After the heavy opening stamp, the music comes to the first theme.

...

The music continued.

The soft minor key that follows is like the main body of the music, contrasting with the terrifying introductory passage.

"Not bad. ”

The melody is catchy.

Gradually.

Qin Jian also slowly adapted to the feeling of music.

Except for the accident that the speed could not keep up, the rest of the music gradually coincided with the feeling in the memory.

Soon, the four-page score was coming to an end.

"Wow——————"

As a main chord sounded, Qin Jian's gaze fell on the last note of the last page of the score,

"Yes, this work is really good. ”

Qin Jian was a little regretful, "It's just too short." ”

It would be nice if it could be a little longer, it must be an amazing work.

"But that's it, I don't know how the jury will react this time. ”

Qin Jian was a little obscene, and at the moment when his hands were withdrawn.

"Ding. ”

A long-lost voice suddenly sounded in my ears.

"Discover Chris's Variations on the Seventh Theme. ”

...

"Chris..."

“!?“