() And Liao Linjun didn't make any extra movements, but slowly raised his index finger in the process.

With the 0.01 seconds that Qin Jian's finger fell, he gently pressed on his first note.

"Oooo!————oo

A set of dotted notes, whistling out.

At this moment, the whole hall seemed to be really awakened.

With the two fierce bass notes that jumped out of the castanets of the grand piano, Qin Jian looked at the keys he pressed, thinking that his ears were hallucinating.

"Where's my voice?!"

Then.

There was no time to think, there were obviously two people in front of the piano, but the melody in the hall seemed to be only one person.

Qin Jian's waist hurriedly exerted force, instantly pouring more power into his hands.

At this time, the sound ratio of the high and low tones reached a certain balance, and the two-handed melody belonging to Qin Jian had already ended after speeding up the playing speed.

However, gradually adapting to the new speed, Qin Jian left one hand to do decorative sounds, and gave more positions on the keyboard to Liao Linjun according to the score.

Bass melody.

The volume and fluidity that erupted under Liao Linjun's vigorous and powerful fingers had completely shocked the two young people.

In Duan Ran's memory, it seemed that his teacher couldn't play the piano at this volume so lightly.

This bass sound is like the bass brass part of a symphony, and the thick resonance directly makes the treble melody above even more beautiful.

"Is this the symphony of a four-hand ensemble?"

Duan Ran's shaking pupils looked at the four hands on the keyboard blankly, only to feel a sense of grandeur rushing across his face.

This feeling she had only felt in a symphony.

She knew that the feeling she was created had nothing to do with Qin Jian.

Unconsciously, Duan Ran's left hand was already nervously clenched, and the words that Shen Qingci had said to her once again sounded in his mind.

'Music determines the volume first, and then the volume determines the music. ’

Her eyes moved to Liao Linjun's hands again, and her heart was full of infinite respect.

And at this moment, where the two voices alternate on the score, the melody of the bass part suddenly quiets down.

For this sudden quietness, Qin Jian and Duan Ran were shocked again

That's right, it was the feeling of quieting down, the sound that was obviously in front of him, Qin Jian heard it as if it had come from a distant place.

This made him not even know how to continue playing for a while.

"Relax, let go of the voice, staccato to legato. ”

The sudden voice around him was like a lifesaver for him, and Qin Jian hurriedly adjusted his breath at the moment of raising his hand.

Follow Liao Linjun's instructions.

With both hands arched, under Chopin's hand, groups of high-pitched sixteenth note groups flow out rapidly.

In the bass accompaniment voice, which flickers and flickers away, the color of the treble voice suddenly becomes gloomy.

Like an elegy to the sound of a roof bell, a feeling of a church slowly flows out.

Qin Jian seemed to have found the essence of K521, listening to the voice beside him, and slowly blended into a trace of his own emotions.

Liao Linjun sensitively noticed the changes in the music, and then shook his left hand to lower the volume of the chords, allowing Qin Jian's emotions to find a place to live.

"It's how it feels. ”

Gradually, Qin Jian took over the second half of K521 with the key in his mind.

Back to the dominance of music.

Until the music ends.

"W-"

"Wow————"

With the two hands on the piano falling neatly.

The next moment.

Only the echo of the melody tail remained in the hall.

A complete four-hand ensemble ended, which was also the first time that Qin Jian completed the treble part completely under the double voice.

Qin Jian raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead, and looked at Duan Ran with some excitement.

It seemed that he felt his emotions from Qin Jian's gaze, and Duan Ran's awesome little look was passed on.

That's when it happened.

"Ahem!"

With Liao Linjun coughing lightly, the two hurriedly withdrew their gazes.

"Duan Ran, do you remember the feeling of the accompaniment part?"

"Mr. Liao, I basically remember the feeling of each movement, but some details need to take time to change, you can rest assured that I will deal with it as soon as possible. ”

"You didn't have a problem practicing before, it was Shen Qingci's problem, he didn't tell you what to do with the bass part of this work, just change the idea in the music. ”

Liao Linjun said and swept Duan Ran's left hand again, his eyes fell on the somewhat bent little finger, and his heart softened: "From today onwards, the center of gravity of the left hand of the piano practice will be placed on the ten fingers, if your teacher has any questions, let him come to me, do you hear?"

"I hear you. Duan Ran nodded hurriedly.

Liao Linjun got up and touched Duan Ran's head, "Sit down." ”

"The structure of Mozart's four-hand gesture is closely related to the way the subject sounds, rather than to what the subject might be used for. ”

"Duan Ran, what Shen Qingci told you is the opposite, right?"

Duan Ran nodded.

"He was always wrong, and this principle of audibility was even applied to the retrograde of a melody. ”

Liao Linjun sighed and said again, "In the late eighteenth century, all considerations outside of music, whether mathematical or symbolic, became completely subordinate to music. ”

"And the overall effect, sensory, intellectual or emotional, all comes from the music itself. ”

"Do you understand what I mean?"

"You need to start with the music itself and think about what you should do with your hands. ”

"The theme of the music is created by the composer, and we need to do more than just restore it with our hands. ”

Long.

"Mozart's music, more importantly, thinking. ”

Liao Linjun said and took out a new sheet of music from his bag, "After K521 practice, play this Bach." ”

"I've been doing it lately, you guys take care of yourselves, and send me the repertoire for your competition next week. ”

"Come on. ”

The door rang again, and two young men were left in the hall again.

After a brief exchange, Duan Ran started a new practice of K521, and Qin Jian returned directly to the room.

Liao Linjun's last words kept lingering in his mind.

"Mozart's music, more importantly, thinking. ”

For this sentence, through last night's practice, Qin Jian has been deeply touched.

Lying on the bed, Qin Jian opened the panel again.

His gaze swept over Amadeus' last wish.

The next second.

A flash of white light.

The second movement, Vienna's glory days

...

"In this way, I said goodbye to my childhood hometown. ”

"I don't know when my chin has grown a faint beard. ”

"At this point, I don't need anyone to call me a prodigy. ”

"Vienna is more desolate than I expected, with humble churches and crowded streets that always smell of rotten cheese. ”

"But it doesn't matter. ”

"The moment I came to this soil, I was sure that the city was going to go crazy for me. “