The 304 piano room has never been so sweet as it is today.

Qin Jian, an emotionless strawberry killer, commanded Fang Xiaoyu to carry out a 'strawberry massacre'.

Ten minutes passed.

The strawberries in the box are already a third less.

During this period, Qin Jian was not only repeating the next one, but also saying something.

However, Fang Xiaoyu also slowly found some doorways, and changed from pressing down with his fingertips at the beginning to pressing down with his fingertips.

At first, she only thought about the strength of her fingers, but then she gradually thought of her wrists and arms, and finally she controlled her whole body.

In this process, she had vaguely understood Qin Jian's intentions.

"Teacher Qin is teaching me how to see my own strength intuitively. ”

...

Five minutes later.

At this moment, the strawberry on the central C has been pressed 23 times by Fang Xiaoyu, and it still remains in its original state.

And the dozen or so piano sounds in the back have basically reached a volume.

That's when it happened.

"Change your fingers. ”

Qin Jian's voice fell, and Fang Xiaoyu switched to his middle finger.

...

Another twenty minutes passed.

"Okay," Qin Jian turned on the metronome on the piano and adjusted it to a speed of 70 beats, "Now you don't need to play the C major scale again through the strawberries." ”

"According to the feeling just now. ”

Fang Xiaoyu nodded.

Throwing away the strawberries, she took a few deep breaths.

At the last moment when the qi protruded, the beat point stuck with the metronome raised his hands.

The moment she pressed the little finger of her left hand and the thumb of her right hand at the same time, her mind flashed instantly, and her wrist had a feeling of being liberated.

In the contours of the scale development, the volume of each note is magically consistent.

Fang Xiaoyu was ecstatic in her heart, and the wrist problems that had been bothering her seemed to be gone.

But at the moment when she was distracted, her left hand suddenly tightened during a finger piercing, and a sound came out.

She hurriedly adjusted, and then smoothly completed the rest of the part.

Qin Jian stood behind Fang Xiaoyu the whole time, and he had to admire it in his heart at this moment.

Chris's approach is really good.

He heard it better than Fang Xiaoyu, from the uneven force last night to this time just now, the other party had basically mastered the control of his wrist.

Qin Jian admitted that Fang Xiaoyu had accumulated nearly a month of hard work.

But without this method in Chris's intermediate guide, I'm afraid it will take a while for the other party to master this kind of power control.

sighed.

He clapped his hands, and the applause was given to Chris, and also to Fang Xiaoyu, "The next scale practice, just control it according to this power, remember?"

Fang Xiaoyu nodded vigorously, at this moment, his admiration for Qin Jian had reached an incomprehensible level.

"Thank you!

The rest of the time, Qin Jian told Fang Xiaoyu some of his experience in controlling wrist strength, which also included some basic rules of Chopin's hand position.

Fang Xiaoyu carefully memorized Qin Jian's words in his notebook.

...

"That's all for now, you practice first. ”

"Okay, do you want to continue to practice the scale according to this method for another month?" Fang Xiaoyu put away his pen, looked up and said, "Teacher Qin, we... It's going to be a monthly exam. ”

"I know about the monthly exam, you can just play the scale for the monthly exam" Qin Jian picked up Fang Xiaoyu's Chopin etude, "Now you can start preparing the first etude." ”

"yes!" was finally able to play the tune, and the crisis of the monthly exam seemed to have been lifted, Fang Xiaoyu was a little excited.

"Let's just play this one. Qin Jian handed the score to the other party

Fang Xiaoyu took the score and looked at it, pursed his lips happily and said: "Revolution, I like it so much, I used to want to practice, but I always felt that I couldn't play." ”

"You can practice your finger skills now, so touch the music according to the beatmap this week, and play it for me in class next week. ”

"Compliance!" Fang Xiaoyu nodded again.

For a moment, "Teacher Qin." ”

"Huh?" Qin Jian was packing up and preparing to leave, "Is there any more questions?"

"Can you play it and show me?" Fang Xiaoyu stuck out her tongue, this request made her a little embarrassed.

"Okay," Qin Jian replied briskly.

He didn't want to leave a preconceived auditory impression on the other party before Fang Xiaoyu started practicing, but since the other party had spoken, he couldn't open his mouth to refuse.

Anyway, he was also the first student in the true sense of the word.

"Teacher Qin, can I record it, I promise not to send it randomly!"

"Record it, it's okay, but don't record it when you step on the pedal, I'm not wearing shoes today. ”

"Hahaha, rest assured. ”

Qin Jian sat down in front of the piano, moved his wrist, and took off his watch, "Pay attention to my wrist movements." ”

The voice did not fall.

The next second.

Qin Jian's right hand suddenly bounced high.

A flick of the wrist.

Moment!

The palms of the hands are stretched out, and the five fingers are grasped in the air.

Then Fang Xiaoyu suddenly fell down in astonishment.

"Qiang !!!!"

Like a thunderbolt out of thin air, rushing into the sky.

The first set of chords reverberated the entire corridor under the passionate and powerful falling keys of the Qin key.

After the order, his left hand followed, and the momentum of his five fingers was like thousands of horses galloping on the black and white grid, mighty and mighty.

In the corridor on the third floor, one after another piano room doors were pushed open.

Everyone came to the door of 304 together.

Look at each other.

"This is Fang Xiaoyu's piano room. ”

A boy with a trumpet in his hand swallowed.

...

In Fang Xiaoyu's mind, Qin Jian has always been her idol, although she has never seen Qin Jian's performance.

But she knew it must have been a shocking scene.

It's just that at this moment, she felt that she had thought wrong before.

The moment Qin Jian began to play, along with the piano under his fingers, the entire piano room changed.

He just waved his arms casually.

It is like a colorful chalice placed on the stem of a flower, and when you touch it with your fingers, it will become a beautiful cell like water vapor.

Noble and delicate, sensitive and elegant.

But beneath this bewildering exterior, his revolutionary etudes contain this extreme fervor and fervour.

For a moment, Fang Xiaoyu's left hand holding the mobile phone slowly drooped.

...

It was nearly dusk outside the window, and it was dinner time at 6:40 in Bol.

Because they have to study at 7:30 in the evening.

Goddess Ye Yi's evening self-study, no one wants to be late.

But at this moment, many students who went to the cafeteria stopped on the path downstairs in the piano room.

They looked up at the window of 304.

Even Lu Desheng came to the window, listening to the sound of the piano on campus, eating the pancakes in his hand.

Gusto.

...

Inside the 304 piano room.

The fierce melody fluctuates and indicates that the revolution has come to an end.

Qin Jian's expression was indifferent, and he inadvertently exerted his right hand again.

In just a moment, the essence of the music is perfectly pushed to the climax.

"Boom!"

Two fell.

The end of the song.

Qin Jian sighed, picked up the watch on the side and brought it up, "It's probably such a feeling, you practice first, and we'll talk about the sentences and details in the next class." ”

"Teacher Qin, can I learn piano with you?"

The voice of the small fish behind him came.

Qin Jian smiled, "Aren't I teaching you?"

As he spoke, he turned his head.

I saw Fang Xiaoyu's pupils trembling slightly, and his eyes were full of indescribable longing.

"I want to be your real student. ”

The next second.

She folded her hands at her sides and bent straight down.

"Please take me. ”