According to Qin Jian's practice plan at this stage, the five-hour time will be divided into four time periods by him.

In the first stage, he would spend an hour practicing the scales on Chopin's hand formula, and according to his mental progress, the time to unlock the next page of the formula should be years ago.

In the second stage, he spends two hours practicing the Chopin Prelude and Mazurka that he learned this week, which is a compulsory repertoire for Chauce.

In the third stage, he would spend another hour practicing the details of Rachmaninoff's Piano Concerto No. 3, which could be a rhythm of a broken chord or the weight of an ornamentation.

In the fourth stage, he will spend the next hour practicing the piano practice homework left by Li Sanli in each class.

If he had 10 hours of practice, he would double the amount of time he spent practicing in each stage, and that's how he's been practicing lately.

At the same time, it takes into account Lach and Chopin, space and work.

He doesn't have to think about the question of 'what do you want to play on the final exam?' like most of his classmates.

It depends on the mood when the time comes~

There is less than half a month left before the first end of the class of 2014, and in addition to rehearsing three times a week, the rest of the club's energy is also put into preparing for the final exams.

"A reasonable and moderate relaxation will make everyone feel more energetic when they are practicing and rehearsing. ”

This is the time when Chen Tangjie rarely stands on Wang Xiaoliang's side.

...

When I returned to my dorm room that night, 404 was empty.

Qin Jian knew that the three of them had gone out to replenish their energy in order to have energy during the piano practice and rehearsal.

However, he also knows that the 404 trio, as the core backbone of the club, usually delays a lot of time in rehearsals, and in addition, they have to prepare their own repertoire for the exam recently.

The young man was angry, he understood, although his own hat had not yet been removed.

Isn't it funny.

Enjoying a quiet Friday, alone in the hostel.

Turn on the lamp and turn on the music.

Qin Jian took out the unarranged duo score of "Passacarria" and continued to work, he didn't plan to delay it until he woke up.

Two hours later.

Qin Jian gave up the idea of adapting this work into a solo work.

"It's not a two-handed job at all. ”

He is not complaining, if he submits his homework according to the simple and popular saliva version of "Passacaria" on the market, then this year this subject must be passed.

Reorganized his thoughts, Qin Jian started from scratch.

After the sound was turned off, he noticed that the workload was reduced.

In about half an hour, he wrote the treble part of the violin, without adding any personal understanding, and reproduced every harmony in exactly according to Handel's artistic style, and all the two notes of the violin were restored to his pen with the notation of harmonic intervals.

An hour later, writing down the last two chords of the bass part, Qin Jian put down his pencil and blew off the eraser crumbs on the score in one go.

"It's no problem to hand in your homework. ”

Looking at the neat four-hand ensemble "Passacarria" in front of him, Qin Jian seemed to be able to see the flowing music from a single note.

The deep cello bass melody is like a father, and the playful and cute violin bass melody is like a cute little daughter.

"It's supposed to be a four-hand song for dad and daughter"

With a smile, Qin Jian put down the sheet music and rubbed his eyes, got up and turned off the light with a sigh.

Sleep, sleep.

...

On Saturday, there was nothing to write about, so I woke up early to wash up and take fritters to the library to check the materials, and when I had swept away all my sleepiness, I went straight to the piano room.

If I had to say something, it was that at ten o'clock in the morning, students who passed by the piano room building and left the school gate had a high probability of seeing a figure sitting in front of the white Steinway of the piano room on the second floor.

Assuming that the student would have returned in time for 10 p.m., he would still have seen the figure sitting in front of the white Steinway when he returned to the piano building.

However, when it came to Zhou Tian, Qin Jian's plan changed.

Especially on this Sunday when the final exam was approaching, he came directly to Ning Qianxia's piano room with fried dough sticks early in the morning.

"It's pretty early. ”

When Qin Jian entered the door, Ning Qianxia was practicing his voice, and when he saw him come in, he pointed to the score on the piano, "Exam repertoire." ”

Saying that, he ignored Qin Jian and continued to start his practice, and casually shook two flower cavities to make Qin Jian feel no longer sleepy.

Every semester, students in the Department of Singing and Singing need to have a student from the Piano Department to play the accompaniment, which is the tradition of Huaguo Academy.

As the first sister of the big singing department, the first heroine of Figaro Spring, her steel companion can't find one too cheap.

Qin Jian summed up left and right, and he simply came by himself, after the sea market competition, he could feel more and more that Ning Qianxia's mind might have shifted from himself.

After returning from Haishi, all the other party's energy seemed to be focused on vocal music majors and club rehearsals, and she became more and more like a female workaholic

Seeing this, Qin Jian felt that everything before was probably his own illusion, so now it seems that as a normal relationship between men and women, he no longer has some kind of rejection and psychological burden.

What's more, the other party is now his most powerful right-hand man, plus a flowery soprano with unlimited potential in the future, this kind of powerful thug is not something that can be found anywhere.

Besides, it's just a steel companion~

Qin Jian thought about it, happily eating fritters and looking at the score in his hand, humming softly.

Berg's Lulu.

He was unfamiliar with this aria, and he was still a little shocked when he found out that the singing part had a three-octave range after reading it in its entirety.

Long.

"How's it going?"

Ning Qianxia, who had been leaning on the edge of the windowsill, opened his mouth and asked, "Have you eaten enough?"

"Full"

Qin Jian got up as he spoke, threw away the bag in his hand, turned around and said, "I'll wash my hands." ”

Looking at Qin Jian's departing back, Ning Qianxia was in a daze, and then sighed softly.

...

It's not the first time the two have worked together, and they quickly figured out some problems from the first three times.

Then it didn't take a morning to solve the problem.

"It should be almost the same if we meet again tomorrow afternoon. ”

Before the end, Ning Qianxia said.

"OK," Qin Jian clasped the piano lid up, "Then I'll see you in the rehearsal hall in the evening." ”

"See you in the evening~"

Leaving here, Qin Jian went directly back to his piano room, and then practiced the piano for four hours.

After eating at the school gate at three o'clock in the afternoon, I went back to the dormitory and came to the rehearsal hall with the score of the Magic Flute.

He was looking forward to tonight's rehearsal, and after nearly half a month of rehearsals, the first scene of the second act had almost met his requirements.

Tonight, he might be able to harvest the clue fragment of the third treasure.

...

A quarter past six in the evening.

"President~~~~"

The rehearsal hall sounded Wang Xiaoliang's disgusting voice pinching his nose.