Abandoning the ornate embellishments, after returning to the original nature of the work, he did not follow the example of Nobuyuki Tokai in dramatic intensity, but rearranged the performance ideas through the understanding of Chopin in various detailed musical textures.

The chord patterns that originally needed to be accentuated are played in a way that is more dynamic and not heavy, turning the 'frightened' moments in the movement into a sense of nostalgia full of faint mourning.

This change in the portrayal of the theme was finally appreciated by Shen Qingci for his funeral march.

And subtly, among the four movements in the whole work, Qin Jian feels that the biggest change should be the first movement.

The reimagined first movement is no longer as disconnected between the theme and the minor as before.

Through a large number of changes in free tempo, a holistic concept is constructed between the main and auxiliary elements in Qin Jian's musical thinking, and the structure of the whole movement is coherent.

But even so, Shen Qingci still suggested that Qin Jian choose the third sonata.

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"I'll think about it again. ”

After today's class, Qin Jian felt more relaxed, and Shen Qingci also felt this way, although Qin Jian had not yet made the final choice, but judging from the overall state of the other party's current situation, he felt that no matter what choice the other party made in the end, he was at ease.

"Is there any schedule for tonight?"

After class, Shen Qing asked Qin Jian.

Qin Jian thought that the other party wanted to drink that 'loose wine' with him, and said with a smile: "Listen to your arrangement." ”

Shen Qingci: "Come with me to Teacher Fu's in the evening." ”

Qin Jian nodded without much thought, he wanted to visit the old man early in the morning, he still remembered the unpleasant scene between the old man and the jury when he was in Tokyo.

"Far away?" Qin Jian asked.

Shen Qingci: "It's not far." ”

The two left the piano building, and Shen Qingci took Qin Jian to the street at the school gate.

Waiting in line to buy roast chicken.

"The old man is good for this. Shen Qingci recalled, "I have been living in Yanjing for the year of my art examination, and when I first started taking classes with the old man, the old man asked me to bring one with him before I went to class. ”

"Is there a fee for the top class?" Qin Jian opened his mind, he had eaten the roast chicken of this 'Baiweixuan' once in the dormitory, it was really good, and many students in the school often came to buy it.

Shen Qingci nodded, "At that time, a whole chicken here was 13 yuan 5, and my monthly living expenses were 340 yuan." ”

The age gap is a little far away, and Qin Jian can't feel anything, but he thinks it's quite interesting that Old Man Fu only accepts Shen Qingci one roast chicken in one class.

"And what about later?" Qin Jian tasted.

Shen Qingci: "What later?"

Qin Jian: "You said that at the beginning, there was a roast chicken in one class, and then what about later?"

"Then I stayed at his house. ”

Shen Qingci said that the line was lined up with two people, he stepped forward, and the old man in the window saw the figure outside the window, and grinned, "Wait a minute!"

Shen Qingci smiled: "It's troublesome." ”

After a while, a piece of roast chicken wrapped in straw paper was handed out of the window.

The two left.

Qin Jian wanted to buy something too, after all, it didn't look good to visit empty-handed for the first time.

But under Shen Qingci's persuasion, he finally followed Shen Qingci to the back door of the school empty-handed.

A single-family owner's room at the back entrance of the school.

"The old dean used to live here. ”

Qin Jian knew that many old professors from the school lived here, and the old man Li Sanli lived there.

The two went upstairs.

In front of an ordinary aluminum alloy anti-theft door, Shen Qingci knocked on the door lightly twice. Swift Reading.com

Soon, the door was opened.

This is the first time Qin Jian has seen the old man so closely, compared to the last time he saw him, this time the old man's hair was shaved a lot shorter, and he was wearing an ordinary white undershirt on his upper body, which looked no different from the old people who were enjoying the cold, and he didn't have the slightest feeling on the stage

When Old Man Fu saw someone coming from outside the door frame, he happily pushed the door open, and spoke in a tone like welcoming two children home: "It's all here, come in, it's hot enough outside today." ”

After entering the door, Shen Qingci went to the kitchen with the roast chicken.

Qin Jian followed the old man into the living room and looked at it politely.

This simple and somewhat simple house interior made him both unexpected and not unexpected, in short, his admiration for the old man was a little more.

Glancing across the wall, he saw a black-and-white picture frame, and inside was a kind old woman, who instantly understood something.

"Why are you still standing, sitting. ”

Old Man Fu said that he was going to pour water for Qin Jian, and Qin Jian hurriedly stepped forward to take the thermos, "You always sit, I'll come by myself." ”

Qin Jian poured himself a cup of boiled water, and the teacup for the old man was also filled with water.

"Qin Jian, how does it feel to go to Poland this time?" the old man asked.

Qin Jian replied: "The harvest is quite big, but I haven't been able to see other players' live performances, and the food is not delicious." ”

Old Man Fu smiled heartily, "I've also listened to a few pieces of your competition video, and it's really like that." ”

gave Qin Jian some kind of affirmation.

After a pause, "But your little caution can't hide from those old foxes, and you can't do this again in the next game, do you hear it?" ”

Qin Jian smiled awkwardly and nodded hurriedly: "Yes, yes." ”

How could he not know what the old man was talking about, but the old man was too direct, and he dared to call Xiao Sai the judge an old fox, I am afraid that there are few people alive.

Moment.

The old man asked again, "Have you chosen the sonata?"

As soon as Qin Jian heard this, he knew that he must have said something to the old man, "Not yet, but I have prepared both songs, and when the time comes, I will draw lots if I can't decide." ”

"Hahaha, draw lots!" Qin Jian's words made the old man laugh again, "You kid can say it, is the mazurka dance music decided?"

Facing the former best winner of the Mazurka Dance Music Award, Qin Jian didn't dare to say anything: "It's not decided, it's still hovering between 41 and 56." ”

Old Man Fu's eyes flashed, he thought for a moment, and then he didn't ask anything more.

Then the two of them chatted for a while, and the old man told Qin Jian a lot of things about the Chopin Competition, and Qin Jian listened to it with relish.

"It's time to eat. ”

After a while, Shen Qingci brought roast chicken and a dish and soup to the living room.

The three of them ate roast chicken and drank wine, and chatted all night.

However, Shen Qingci and Qin Jian were mainly drinking, and Old Man Fu was talking.

When they were leaving,

Old Man Fu sent the two downstairs, his gaze skipped over Shen Qingci, fell on Qin Jian's face, and said, "Come over by yourself tomorrow morning." ”

Although Qin Jian drank a lot, his mind was still clear.

Lian Sheng responded.

Then Old Man Fu went upstairs.

On the way back for the two, Qin Jian was still wondering what the old man would call him to do tomorrow.

On the side, Shen Qing opened his mouth: "Have a good class tomorrow, it's almost time, and you should also set the Mazuka." ”

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Sounds like a real Chopin masterclass.