Dream.

is precious.

...

Ning Qianxia ordered a song "Your Smile" by Fei'er.

The prelude sounded.

"Sister Qianxia, you are outdated. ”

The crowd laughed.

For today's college students, this is indeed an old song, a KTV classic.

Ning Qianxia's clean and clear voice is very expressive in singing a pop music in its own style, and it is different from the sound processing on the opera stage.

After the singing of a song with a dynamic rhythm and a clear melody.

The crowd applauded.

In the corner outside the laughter, Qin Jian picked up another bottle of beer without opening the cap.

That's when it happened.

"Qin Jian. ”

A sound brought down the whole quiet private room.

Ning Qianxia's crisp call sounded in the stereo.

Qin Jian looked up, and Ning Qianxia in the crowd was looking at him.

At this moment, Ning Qianxia, who was holding the wheat in both hands, looked at him and smiled, looking like a little girl, no longer the mature image of seducing severants on the stage.

It was also different from the cold appearance of the tense atmosphere a few minutes ago.

It is said that women's emotions are uncertain, and this point seems to be more vividly reflected in Ning Qianxia's body.

"Sing a song. Ning Qianxia called again.

Moment.

Qin Jian put down the wine bottle in his hand and stood up in the expectation of everyone.

"Good. ”

During this period of time, the other party has paid too much for the club, and at this moment he doesn't know how to refuse the other party's request.

...

It was already one o'clock in the morning when the drinking party ended.

Qin Jian couldn't remember how many songs he had sung, he only remembered that he had sung more than every night when he used to work.

A large group of people returned to school after drinking, and the door of the dormitory was closed.

In the end, Chen Tangjie was reprimanded twice before he opened the doors of the two dormitories.

Everyone supported each other and walked into the door of the dormitory.

Qin Jian and Ning Qianxia counted the number of people outside the door,

Before parting.

"Well, not a single one is missing. Ning Qianxia said and looked at Qin Jian, "Today's atmosphere is very good, and you can see that everyone is very happy." ”

"Yes," Qin Jian scratched his head, "thanks to you." ”

Ning Qianxia said: "What does it have to do with me." ”

Qin Jian sighed, and his eyes crossed the other party's speech at the dinner table, as well as the lively atmosphere in the KTV private room.

He opened his mouth to say something, but the words came to his mouth and swallowed again, turning into a sentence: "Thank you." ”

Ning Qianxia smiled, "You are a person who is really annoying sometimes. ”

Qin Jian also laughed, "Maybe, say when?"

"For example, now. ”

The night wind blew, the leaves on the campus were rustling, and no one spoke for a while.

Moment.

Ning Qianxia tightened his coat and said, "Pay attention to safety on the road, talk in the group when you are idle, don't disappear." ”

"We're waiting for you to come back. ”

"Good night. ”

...

...

Eleventh is the first small long holiday of the beginning of each school year, and the campus is full of new students rushing to the school gate with their luggage in the early morning.

A scene of hurry.

Wang Xiaoliang and Zheng Feng left early in the morning.

Chen Tangjie is a local, so naturally he doesn't need to bother much.

"Come home with me for dinner at noon. ”

Rejecting Chen Tangjie's invitation, Qin Jian came to 309 early in the morning and went through Mozart's recording work again.

In the afternoon, he came to Shen Qingci's office for class at the appointed time, and Natsuki Aso had already arrived early.

After class.

Shen Qingci left the two of them, "There are still two months left before the seminar, and you two should hurry up and process the works in your hands as well as possible." ”

As he spoke, he looked at Natsuki Aso, "Are you going home for the holidays?"

Natsuki shook his head.

He looked at Qin Jian again: "I'll drive you to the airport at night." ”

Qin Jian said: "Don't bother, Mr. Shen, I'll just go by myself." ”

Shen Qing said: "Then pay attention to your own safety, and Porter will pick you up when you get off the plane." ”

Before leaving, he told Qin Jian again: "Recording the concerto is a troublesome job, communicate with the conductor more." ”

"I know, don't worry. ”

After the two left, Shen Qingci returned to his desk and continued to get busy.

...

Outside the door of the teaching building, the two had just walked down the steps when Natsuki Aso stopped.

"Have a good trip, Qin Jianjun. Holding the sheet music in his hand, he smiled, "You go first, I'll wait for someone here." ”

"Thank you," Qin Jian nodded, "I wish you a happy holiday." ”

As he spoke, he turned and left.

After a while, a black sedan stopped at the school gate.

An unfamiliar figure pushed open the car door and went straight to the front of the teaching building.

Moment.

"Excuse me, are you Natsuki-sensei?"

"Hello, first time meeting, please advise. ”

...

Back in the dormitory, Qin Jian took a shower, packed his luggage, and went to bed to rest for a while.

At eight o'clock in the evening, he received a video call from Fang Xiaoyu on time.

"Master!"

From the perspective of the picture, Fang Xiaoyu is sitting in the piano room, and the mobile phone should be placed on the music stand.

"Have you eaten?"

Qin Jian asked.

"Eat the master!"

Qin Jian then asked, "Have you completed the homework you assigned last time?"

Fang Xiaoyu nodded vigorously, causing a certain degree of stuttering in the picture.

"Come on, play me, Pathétique Second Movement Adagio. ”

After a murmur.

The camera is positioned at the keyboard, and then the hands are placed on the keys.

Looking at the hand posture in the picture, Qin Jian nodded with satisfaction.

Soft as a song, with a slight noise and a little bit of old record.

This is already the fourth video lesson that Qin Jian gave to Fang Xiaoyu after coming to Yanjing, and I have to say that Fang Xiaoyu's progress is really great.

Especially in the grasp of the mood of the music.

In the last class, he just told Fang Xiaoyu to have a sense of picture in his mind when expressing music.

He didn't expect much from this, but in just a week, the other party showed him a vague picture.

Although it is vague, there is something.

An hour later.

“... If the picture in your mind is a sea of waves, which is what you want to convey and let the listener feel, then I suggest that you need to use a light and weak characteristic, so that the performance is like floating on the surface of the sea, creating an enticing sense of anticipation, allowing them to explore on their own, and there is no need to use a stereotypical and extremely weak performance to tell everyone what you really think. ”

After that, Qin Jian paused: "A good performer must learn to skillfully mobilize the emotions of the audience, understand?"

Fang Xiaoyu thought seriously for a while, and then said, "Master, I think I understand, I'll play it to you in the next class." ”

"Okay," Qin Jian said, "That's all for this class, won't you go back to Yangcheng on eleven days?"

"If I don't go back to my master, I'll practice at school. ”

"Where's Shi Yue?"

"She left in the afternoon. ”

"Okay, then you pay attention to safety alone, don't work when eating, don't run around if you have nothing to do, do you hear?"

"Don't worry, master. Fang Xiaoyu said with a smile, "Teacher Ye told me to eat at her house these days, her house is next to the school, I won't run around." ”

Qin Jian was slightly stunned, "Then you can follow her during this time." ”

Moment.

"She's been busy lately, hasn't she?"