After the exit of the eighth group of South Koreans, the stage fell silent again.

Backstage entrance.

"Are you nervous today?"

"Not nervous. ”

"Okay, can you promise me one thing?"

"Huh?"

"Don't cry after a curtain call. ”

"Qin Jian!!"

At this moment, the sound of the curtain rang again.

"The next group of contestants, Qin Jian, Duan Ran, from Huaguo, participated in the repertoire JS Bach BWV208 Good Shepherd Lamb, designated to use the piano kawai"

The presenter's voice fell.

There was a slight commotion in the audience, and compared to Bach's two-piano works, his four-hand ensemble works rarely appeared on the stage, let alone the scene of the competition.

BWV208, more like a nursery rhyme.

During the judges' seat, many people's brows were slightly furrowed, including the judges from Huaguo, who didn't seem to be very optimistic about this work.

Perhaps this combination of young men and women left too much of an impact on them in the last round of performances.

They cast that precious vote and hoped that the young couple would come up with a better work in the final.

In the corner of the audience, Liao Linjun looked at the black and white figure in the center of the stage and waited quietly.

This piece.

It was decided after she hesitated for a long time in three of Bach's works.

...

As the applause fell, Qin Jian nodded at the audience again.

Then he turned around again and invited Duan Ran to take a seat.

After Duan Ran sat down, Qin Jian did it to her side.

The two of them adjusted their breathing rate under the scorching lamp.

Wait until the two breaths in front of the piano are synchronized.

on the big screen.

After a glance at each other.

Qin Jian nodded, and Duan Ran raised his arms.

The next second.

Her hands fell.

"Boom, bell..."

The crisp sound of string strikes slowly rises from the castanets.

Simple rhythms, white melodies.

The stage was enveloped in silence for a moment.

Duan Ran didn't have Aso Natsuki's flexible and changeable gaze, and her silent eyes seemed to only shrink and spread with the warm bass beside her.

Gradually, under Duan Ran's hands, a clean melody theme became clear, and then Qin Jian carefully controlled the transmission of power from his body to his fingertips, and cautiously hid something under his ten fingers.

Just when the audience's attention was on the gorgeous trills of Duan Ran's left hand.

A slightly dull melodic line also looms in the music.

When one discovers it, the two opposing melodic lines have been intertwined and slowly moving forward.

And as the music progressed to this point, Qin Jian paid more attention to feeling the power under his fingertips, as long as there was a trace of excessive noise in the humming sound of the bass, he would adjust the angle of his fingers touching the keys.

The music moves slowly, always within a certain tempo, with occasional voices fading out, and not knowing when new voices will slowly appear.

Over and over again, no note in the music is superfluous, and there is not the slightest deviation in any rhythmic stress.

Natural and smooth, without overly flashy tricks.

Qin Duan and the two in front of the piano are like two old men, sitting side by side in front of an ancient piano, there are no intense emotional ups and downs between their calm limbs, but they are alive in the dusk of the sunset.

Duan Ran's soprano voice is pure and holy, always guiding the development of music.

Qin Jian's bass is also appropriately controlled again and again to highlight the value of the bass pattern, and successfully construct a hidden huge tension throughout the long musical passage.

And among them, under the treble voice, his voice is full of unpretentious simplicity.

On this mysterious stage, two young people use their four hands to deduce a vibrant peace.

Round and broad, wash away the lead.

...

is such a work that was not favored by too many judges at the beginning, and after many fierce and noisy works, it presented a sense of tranquility to all the audiences present at this moment.

There is no tranquility that takes place or ends.

From the first note onwards, the mood of the music, like his tempo, has never changed.

Nobuyuki Tokai on the judges' bench admired this kind of music in his heart, although there was no way to see the young man play with his own eyes.

But he had the richest picture in his mind at the moment.

Impeccable technology, intimate cooperation.

The young Chinese people who came to participate in the competition this time all showed their different talents.

In comparison, there is still something missing in Natsuki's piano.

Maybe it's because my teaching to her has come to an end.

As the music gradually comes to an end.

Shijing Nobuyuki's mind once again echoed Shen Qingci's last words before parting last night.

"After this competition, I will return to China to settle down, maybe like you to bring my own students, or maybe go back to my alma mater to teach and become an ordinary piano teacher."

Maybe sending Xiao Xia Shu to Shen Qingci's door is also a good choice.

In a flash, the thought seemed to be unable to be separated from his thoughts any longer.

Until the music is in peace, completely ended.

...

With the applause in his ears, Shinyuki Tokai also clapped his hands, as if he had made a decision in his heart, and his eyebrows and eyes unconsciously stretched.

"I don't think he will turn me down (laughs). ”

......

Curtain call bow.

Qin Jian Duan Ran came to the backstage.

"Whew, I'm nervous. Duan Ran put on his sweater jacket and turned his face to look at Qin Jian, who was also sweating profusely, "Are we playing faster and faster?"

Qin Jian shook his head and smiled slightly, "Don't worry, there is no problem with the speed, this time should be the best time we play, and the sound effect of this concert hall is very suitable for this work." ”

"That's good. ”

Qin Jian's words made Duan Ran breathe a sigh of relief, all her attention was on playing, and she didn't have the slightest thought to listen to the sound of the entire hall.

"Let's go, let's go down and listen. ”

At this moment, the Japanese players who were about to enter the backstage door gave a thumbs up to Qin Jian and the others.

“good。 ”

As the sound of the curtain sounded again, Qin Jian responded to the other party with a smile.

"Come on. ”

......

After the quiet Bach faded away, the scene of the competition became fierce again.

......

An hour later.

In the final applause, the final of the ensemble group came to an end.

At the same time, it also means that all the matches in the regular group are over.

The Asian Organising Committee officially announced that all the final results will be announced at the same time tomorrow afternoon, and it was also announced that the competition in Mozart's group will start at 8 o'clock in the morning after tomorrow.

......

Outside the entrance of the Tokyo Opera Concert Hall

"Ah, liberated. Out of the concert hall, Duan Ran felt that he was finally liberated.

With the crowded exit crowd, the two came out onto the street.

"You're done, I have to stay up for another five days. ”

Qin Jian said a little stupidly, "Call Teacher Shen quickly, hurry up, go early and come back early, I want to rush back to practice the piano in the evening." ”

"Oh, forgot!"

Duan Ran said and took out his mobile phone from the cloth bag.

"Let's fight!"

Three minutes later.

Duan Ran pressed the hands-free button.

Qin Jian frowned, "What's so strange about this?"

Then he reached out and stopped a taxi.

I have to say that taxis in Tokyo are really expensive.

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