There is no doubt that Pollini is a clever pianist, and Qin Jian is occasionally a little clever.

So he could sensitively capture what old Haring was trying to tell him.

Although Old Haring didn't say it directly, Qin Jian knew that in the other party's German-style logical listening, his second sonata still lacked thought in performance design.

But is he really lacking in thinking? Qin Jian put a question mark here.

He couldn't say that what he said was wrong, because it was a suggestion from a very high-level Chopin listener.

Qin Jian didn't float either, because he had learned to think, reflect, and question.

Just like not every Chopin lover likes Rubinstein's performance, Shen Qingci, as a top Chopin player who came to Asia, likes it or not, but he understands that Chopin's Piano Sonata No. 2 should be regarded as four movements independently.

From this point of view, the elder Haring and Shen Qingci are on opposite sides of this issue, and their opposition may stem from the different sensory experiences of Polish music between the two regional cultures.

Qin Jian was temporarily caught in this convection and took care of himself, he couldn't and didn't dare to determine who was right.

Maybe they're all right, after all, music is a subjective art.

However, through the narration of Old Haring, Qin Jian has a deeper understanding of the meaning of Chopin's music in the country of piano in different periods.

As the elder Haring said, "Chopin's piano works are a heritage of world musical culture." ”

Music lovers from different periods and geographies can study it.

Qin Jian was doing something like this.

The afternoon passed quickly, Qin Jian listened to the celebrity anecdotes in the mouth of old Harlem, and asked some questions from time to time, such as what the Chopin arena used to look like.

After chatting, Qin Jian touched the silver-labeled Steinway, the timbre and feel were not as good as he expected, but he still praised the piano for being well preserved.

In the afternoon, Old Harlem stayed for dinner, and Old Mrs. Harlem made crispy and delicious pineapple pie and a sweet soup.

He had drunk this local sweet soup of hamburgers when he was in Germany, and it was very good, a hundred times better than the beetroot soup in Warsaw.

In the evening, Qin Jian found the old bartender to ask about tomorrow's departure, and the old bartender told him that he didn't need to prepare anything, and he could leave at noon.

This is Qin Jian's first time participating in a classical music festival, and although he did not attend as an invitee, he is still very happy.

As one of the top 10 classical music festivals in the world, the Bergenbells Classical Music Festival has long been known as the second largest classical music festival in Northern Europe.

"I don't know who I'll be able to meet tomorrow, and maybe some old acquaintances. ”

Returning to the hut, Qin Jian translated the literature for a while, and then played the Internet to fight the landlord, and then soon ran out of beans.

Duan Ran was still practicing, and Qin Jian was a little bored for a while.

With a rub of his hands, he summoned the panel.

There are now two rows of new items lying in the backpack that I haven't paid attention to for nearly two months.

However, they are all tasteless little things, such as Chris's various potions, or some small equipment, which have not improved Qin Jian at this stage.

Aside from the purple Crazy Potion, it's kind of practical, but there's no big concert scene for the time being, so it's not going to work.

Of course, there are some good things, such as Amadeus's Last Wishes, Beethoven's Sonata Collection, Baroque Music Art History, Intermediate Piano Guide, Chris's Piano Sonata No. 4, as well as purple gold coin doubling cards and golden mystery event cards, these items are still very good to grow and explore.

It's just that Qin Jian doesn't have time now, and he doesn't have any extra worship points to use to play life.

looked at the number of gold coins that were already 2300w+, and then looked at the experience slot on the gold coins that was about to burst.

"It's a collection game. ”

"Ding, do you want to upgrade?" a cold electronic voice sounded.

Qin Jian swung his head and chose no.

It's early, it's early, it's early.

Turning off the panel, Qin Jian took out his mobile phone and chatted with the fat man for a while.

The fat man has recently been addicted to a piano talk on the Internet.

During the whole chat, Qin Jian spent most of his time listening to the fat man talk about this.

The fat man bragged about how handsome the protagonist was when he played the piano, how good he was at playing the piano, and how wonderful the story was.

Speaking of which, Qin Jian has also seen a lot of the Internet, and he has also read some about writing classical music, but what are they?

It almost scared the hell out of him.

Let it go: forget it, I'm afraid

Three hundred pounds of smile: Ouch, really brother, go take a look, this book is absolutely good, and it's not exaggerated at all, I feel that the male protagonist is better than you

Let it go:... title

The fat man then sent a book title, and the first time he looked at the title, Qin Jian felt that this must be a book written by a woman.

Three hundred pounds of smile: What, don't look at piracy, go to a certain point to support this author, I really rarely see someone write like this

Qin Jian slapped his eyes across the screen, am I a human?

Then I searched for the next app with my backhand, and then searched for the book.

"40w is a lot, but these three-digit recommendation votes and single-digit monthly passes are a bit pitiful. ”

He flipped through the comments again, and there was a lot of scolding in the comments, but there were also a few of them that praised the author.

"Let's see. “

rushed to the author's name of 'Seven-Colored Glass Heart', Qin Jian felt that this book should not be sprayed so badly.

But after reading two chapters, Qin Jian collapsed.

He clicked on the WeChat chat interface and asked the fat man: "This is too bloody, isn't it, the male protagonist is a deaf bullet **?"

Then the fat man replied, "Didn't Beethoven become deaf later?"

Qin Jian: "Aren't you raising the bar?"

Fat man: "Oh, you bear with it, stick to fifty chapters, and after fifty chapters, it's not good to watch my live broadcast and eat Xiang." ”

It's too ruthless.

Qin Jian listened to these familiar words, and suddenly thought of the comment just now: "You can't be the little brother who loves to play the flute, right?"

Fat man: "Shhh, believe me, hold on to fifty chapters." ”

Qin Jian: "Okay." ”

After the fat man's persuasion again, Qin Jian endured it and opened the book again.

After patiently reading a few more chapters, he couldn't help but complain again, no wonder the comments were all scolding.

If you want to write about a man who is handsome, you just need to say that he is handsome.

Why bother's smooth and fair face with angular coldness, under the long and slightly curled eyelashes, there are dark and deep ice eyes, wild and unrestrained', every time I see such a character describing Qin Jian, I have a feeling of 'lying down'.

But there is one thing to say, although the plot is bloody and the dialogue of the characters is even more spicy... There's simply no way to evaluate.

But the description of the music part is really good, and I can see that the author really understands it.

When he saw the last sentence at the end of chapter 21, Qin Jian rewarded the author with 100 soft sister coins.

'Mozart is an angel, innocent and ignorant, indistinguishable from each other. ’

"It's so well written. ”

Qin Jian was deeply touched by this sentence, and was excited and rewarded another 900 yuan with a backhand.

became the first leader of the book.

His ID is high on the fan list: Book Friend 20150807001234

Second place was an apprentice: a little brother who loved to play the flute

Just then, his cell phone rang.

He Jing's phone call interrupted his reading.

Qin Jian picked up the phone.

"Sister. ”