"Knock !!!——————"

Like the most gloomy wind from hell, it tore everything on the stage to shreds, and swept away the farce of Mozart's departure and left in the world.

Only the echoes of sin and redemption remained.

It's a thrilling intoxication.

...

"Ding. ”

"Discover Franz's Apprentice's Ring. ”

...

About five or six seconds passed, and it wasn't until the moment Qin Jian struggled to talk about his arms on the big screen that Xia Dong slowly withdrew his hands.

Even though the music was over, he could still feel a hint of trepidation.

At the very end of the movement, he almost lost control of the orchestra.

This is a terrible thing for a conductor who is rising in his career.

If you really picked a pick on the stage just now, the consequences would be really....

"Fortunately, I finally took it. ”

Xia Dong secretly breathed a sigh of relief with his back to the audience, and couldn't help but glance at the piano.

"Again. ”

A moment later.

"But it seems to feel good. ”

Xia Dong adjusted his facial expression, no longer paying attention to Qin Jian, who was still stunned in front of the piano, and turned around first, and then the baton cocked slightly.

The next second.

"Wow".

All the concertos of the Yenching Philharmonic Orchestra stood up in unison.

At this moment, the corners of Qin Jian's mouth raised, and he turned off the panel in front of him as he got up.

After shaking hands with the principal violin and hugging, Qin Jian walked to Xia Dong's side, "Thank you for your hard work." ”

"Stinky boy, you almost played with me. ”

"At the end of the game, please eat sushi. ”

With a brief conversation between the two, the entire orchestra bent down in unison.

I don't know which corner of the stage suddenly sounded a round of applause, and then a series of applause rang out.

"Whoa————————

"Whoa————————

"Whoa————————

Applause resounded throughout the hall.

Erquan left with the members of the percussion and woodwind sections, and the principal violin left with the members of the string group.

Finally, Xia Dong patted Qin Jian's shoulder.

"My mission is accomplished. ”

Then the baton spun around gorgeously in his hand and inserted it into his trouser pocket accurately, and left.

With Xia Dong's departure, the applause from the audience gradually weakened.

It wasn't until the audience was completely quiet that Qin Jian nodded slightly at the pitch-black audience.

Then he turned around and went back to the piano and sat down.

At this moment, it seems that the audience is only realizing it.

The game isn't over yet.

"It's finally coming. ”

Natsuki Aso patted his chest lightly, took a deep breath, and calmed his nervousness.

Be prepared to listen.

Liszt's clock is her beloved work.

...

Quiet.

In front of the piano, Qin Jian sighed slightly.

One last glance at the quaint purple carved ring on the far left of the inventory.

【Franz's Apprentice's Ring】

[Item introduction]: The ring worn by the proud protégé of Liszt, the king of the piano, after equipping, the player can bless some of the body movements of the king of the piano during the piano performance

"Exactly the same as what Chris introduced. ”

Qin Jian smiled, what a coincidence

"Do you wear Franz's Apprentice's Ring?"

"Yes. ”

With a faint 'click', the quaint sluggishness was embedded in the empty equipment slot.

Suddenly, Qin Jian only felt that his arms were light, and then his entire upper body became lighter.

Feeling this wonderful feeling, the music score in my mind is racing in my head.

The next second.

"Focus on guidance. ”

"Open. ”

With the first measure in the consciousness get the first set of sounds.

On the big screen, Qin Jian's raised right hand stretched out in an exaggerated amplitude, his big and small thumbs slightly hooked, and when he was just enough to press an octave distance, he paused for half a beat in the air.

Then he landed lightly, and at the same time his right foot stepped slightly on the sustain pedal.

In an instant, the left hand also replicated the same movement with the right hand, and after three reverberant and incomparably clear drips, it fell.

"Da, da, da"

"Drip, Drip, Drip"

"Da, da, da"

It's like a conversation between the left and right hands, and it's crisp.

As the conversation ended, Qin Jian suddenly leaned back, his right hand was raised high in the air, his wrist hooked, and it fell again in the next second.

The five fingers of the right hand are stretched out with all their might, and the sound jumps in the high register.

A hammer strikes the strings, and the grand piano's towering castanets appear to be transformed into a bell tower.

The short and powerful sound formed by the silver bell-like timbre and the stuttering of the piano in the high register produces a series of vivid and vivid bells after hitting the piano castanets.

The figure in front of the piano seems to have turned into a silent bell ringer.

Drunk with the unfolding of the theme of the music, under Qin Jian's indifferent and calm expression, everything seemed to be so easy.

His large hands raced on the keys, leaping between the notes, like a stream splashing under the hooves of a galloping horse.

The music continued.

Gradually, Qin Jian let his ten fingers move freely with his body in the music, but his thoughts couldn't help but drift into the distance.

Qin Jian wasn't sure why he ended up reversing the order of the tracks, maybe he was just homesick.

From the busy preparations after the Spring Festival to the last piece of the final competition of the Mozart Competition today.

In Tokyo, Qin Jian has a harvest.

I appreciated the style of the World Championship, and also felt the wonderful performances of works from various periods brought by players from different regions and countries.

Although the final result of the youth group was only one place away from the end, the direct ticket to the duo group was already in hand.

"At least a trip to Vienna is warranted. ”

Qin Jian faced the piano and couldn't help but smile, and a super long-distance jump in his left hand once again made the music advance a **.

I don't know how Ye Yi is doing recently, Qin Jian's mind unconsciously appeared that thin figure again.

"How's Taotao's minuet going?"

"I'm not really a good teacher. ”

After coming to Tokyo, Qin Jian only sent a few brief messages to the other party.

With the life of practicing the piano with Duan Ran every day, Qin Jian himself could sense that he seemed to be consciously avoiding some such and such problems.

Headache.

Duan Ran.

Ye Yi.

As the music progressed at the end, the two faces in Qin Jian's mind alternated wildly.

And now the music has changed again.

Heavy low chords with a hint of heaviness.

And also.

In less than 100 days, the college entrance examination is about to begin, do you really want to choose to go abroad this summer?

This seems to be another issue.

"Whew. ”

With the last one-handed trill.

Qin Jian sighed lightly.

With both hands, he lightly tied up the last note.

"So be it. ”

"The end. ”

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