The next second.

From the first sound in his ears, a strange chromatic scale followed.

He could clearly feel every note in the fast melody, they were light and dexterous, and each one was full of personality.

When the song ended, when he looked back on it, he found that he could no longer find the feeling he had just had.

In his slightly regretful thoughts, the next piece has already flowed up.

The second, a Chopin etude that does not resemble Chopin.

Offstage.

Xia Dongting wanted to ask Shen Qingci how he picked the tune as a teacher.

He had the impression that Shen Qingci hadn't played these tunes when he participated in the audition, and as an old Xiao fan, he knew that these tunes weren't even a popular work in Chopin.

But he thought about it, and with one piece after another, which was played in very different styles, he forgot about it when the music was completely over.

Qin Jian closed his hands, but the spirit of the whole person still maintained his playing body.

About 10 seconds later.

"Perfect!"

The cameraman suddenly broke the quiet stage.

This sound also made everyone relax, and they finally dared to breathe loudly, which is not an exaggeration.

A few people in the back row came over with applause, and Qin Jian also stood up from the piano, his forehead already sweating a lot.

Playing five short pieces in a row is naturally not tiring, but the eight lights on the stage really shine on him a little hot.

After a short rest.

Shen Qingci, Qin Jian, and the two of them listened to the video from beginning to end around the camera.

"Are you satisfied?" asked Shen Qingci.

"Satisfied. Qin Jian replied.

Shen Qingci needed Qin Jian's own attitude, and Qin Jian also gave his own attitude.

Just right, best.

...

After finishing the recording work, Qin Jian proposed to invite all the staff involved in this recording DV to dinner, and everyone was not polite.

Then there is an old copper pot shabu mutton at 4:30 p.m.

...

On the way back to school, Qin Jian asked Shen Qingci about the repertoire of the Yangcheng Spring Festival Gala.

The advice given by Shen Qingci is also a classical work, a work that is a little more down-to-earth.

The two returned to school, Shen Qingci rummaged through the bookshelf in his office, and then gave Qin Jian a piano portfolio, "You can pick and choose the works in this one." ”

Qin Jian took over the portfolio.

It reads 'Classical Folk Piano Collection'

The old cover and the old title of the work are like this old-textured score, revealing a strong sense of age.

Qin Jian's gaze moved to the lower right corner - 'by Fu Hua'

"This is compiled by the old dean. ”

Shen Qingci hummed, and then changed the conversation: "When will you go home?"

Qin Jian withdrew his gaze from the sheet music and replied, "Tomorrow afternoon." ”

"When will you come back?" Shen Qingci asked again

"Let's start school. Qin Jian paused, "I was busy on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year last year, and I plan to stay at home for a while more this year." ”

"Yes, accompany your parents well," Shen Qingci took out an electronic key from the side pocket of his coat that Qin Jian was particularly familiar with, "I have time to go to the store and clean up." ”

"Understood. ”

...

Shen Qingci left the key to the Nanshi Coffee Table Piano Pavilion and left, and when he left, he once again told Qin Jian to pay attention to safety during the Chinese New Year, as for the rest, he didn't say anything.

If you want to say, it could be, 'Practice in moderation.'" ’

...

Back at 309, Qin Jian suddenly felt a lot more relaxed.

"That's it, it's finally time to go home!"

sent a voice message to Duan Ran, and as soon as he was about to put down his mobile phone, the familiar video call came to mind.

With a smile, he picked it up.

After a moment of trance on the mobile phone screen, the picture of Duan Ran's side appeared.

The picture shows Duan Ran in the school's piano room.

"How's it going, did the recording go well?" followed the other party's gentle voice.

"Over and over again. Qin Jian confidently gave the screen a thumbs up

"Haha, you're stupid. ”

"What's wrong with me?"

"You're stupid. ”

"What's wrong with me?"

"You're stupid. ”

"Huh?" Qin Jian was stunned for a moment, with an expression that was not in the situation

"Hahaha, it's even more stupid~"

Moment.

"Do you miss me these days:(?"

...

A video call was made until Rigger's figure appeared in the video frame, and the old French man enthusiastically approached and waved at the camera.

“hi，jian。 ”

Qin Jian's face was black, and he greeted the old man in stiff German.

"Okay, I'm going to class, you drink less at night~"

After hanging up the video, Qin Jian felt that his mobile phone was already hot enough to fry eggs.

Charging his phone, he looked around.

"Get to work. ”

After packing up the 309 miles and the outside, Qin Jian then packed all the luggage he would bring home tomorrow into a suitcase.

To prevent bumping, he reinstalled the record player in its original packaging.

The record player, like the luggage, was something he had to bring back personally.

When everything was ready, he left 309 on the phone.

"Where are we meeting?"

"It's still the old place. ”

..

Although the old place is still the old place~~~

An hour and a half later, in the private room of the Maojia Hotel at the entrance of the school, Qin Jian finally heard a familiar voice outside the door.

He can finally put his phone down.

Then the door was pushed open.

Li Shasha bared her teeth and jumped in, "Is a person lonely and dead?" Then Zheng Feng walked in behind her and explained, "Traffic jam. ”

"Convinced!" After that, Chen Tangjie also complained, "It's almost *** blocked to An Tianmen~"

Qin Jian waved his hand and said with a smile, "It's okay, don't worry." ”

"The president hasn't seen you for a long time."

"Brother Key has been waiting for a long time"

Ding Yaru...

Wang Lin...

Then one after another club members walked through and greeted Qin Jian.

The last one to walk in was Ning Qianxia, "Is the busy man going well today?"

Qin Jian looked at her and nodded, "Sit down." ”

"Everybody sits. Saying that, he stood up and turned his gaze to everyone, "There are not many people today, just us, Tang Jie, did you drive here?"

"Ugh. Chen Tangjie nodded a little embarrassed, because he took everyone out to play today, and he and Li Shasha both drove out

"Okay. Qin Jian nodded, "It's okay, then let's have some drinks today and have a good chat." ”

"Good. The crowd responded.

"Huzi, call the waiter, let's order. With that, Qin Jian sat down.

Then a table of people chatted about today's interesting things.

Ning Qianxia, who was still sitting next to Qin Jian, suddenly felt that she hadn't seen her for more than a month, and some subtle changes had occurred in Qin Jian's body, but what was the difference was there, she couldn't say for a while.

And Qin Jian could also clearly feel that Ning Qianxia on the side was a little less talking than before, and his complexion was not very good.

Out of a normal concern, he still asked the other party: "What's wrong, are you not feeling well today?"

Ning Qianxia was stunned, how could he have thought that the other party would suddenly ask like this, and then slowly raised his eyelids: "No, I'm just a little tired, I just got off the plane at noon." ”

"Huh, where did you go?"

Listening to Qin Jian's words, a hint of a smile appeared between Ning Qianxia's stretched eyebrows.

"I don't have time to play, I went to Berlin for a master class. ”