Aug. 7, 12:00 a.m.

Less than 24 hours before the Bells International Music Festival, Qin Jian walked out of the Qinfang canteen in a leisurely manner.

He wasn't going to practice this afternoon, and patting his stomach, he walked towards Old Harlem's quarters.

Visit at this time, it should be no problem.

...

Qin Jian's visit made the old couple very happy, especially the old Mrs. Haring.

As soon as he entered, the old woman made him a cup of coffee, and then prepared some fruit as a treat to him.

Old Haring, as the male owner of the family, naturally had to ask Ming Qin Jian's intention first, he didn't believe that this kid who practiced the piano all day long would have time to visit him.

"I would like to talk to you about the question of the afternoon before yesterday, about the second movement of the Sonata in B flat minor. ”

Qin Jian explained truthfully.

Listening to Qin Jian's words, Old Harlem shook his snow-white eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth twitched, with an expression of 'I knew it was like this'.

"Come on, little one,"

As he spoke, he picked up the pipe on the table and led Qin Jian into the back room, a study-like place.

As Qin Jian expected, there was indeed a piano here.

"This?"

At this moment, Qin Jian's entire gaze was focused on the piano's label, and he saw the silver-labeled Steinway for the first time.

Seeing Qin Jian's expression, Old Haring said with some smugness but no show-off, "I was the same as you when I first saw it, but then I collected it, a 33-year-old guy, you can give it a try later, but you have to be light." ”

Qin Jian smacked his lips, compared to a thumbs up, this piano is older than his grandfather, it can really be regarded as an antique.

"Sit. ”

Old Harlem motioned for Qin Jian to sit down, "I can give you some experience with Chopin's Sonata No. 2, because I am not good at playing the piano myself. “

Qin Jian nodded and sat down, not disappointed by the other party's words, and then waited with an expression of ready to listen.

Old Haring thought for a moment, "Let's talk about Rubinstein first, I've heard a sonata in B flat minor many times next to Artur. ”

Qin Jian's eyes widened instantly!

Artur Rubinstein!

I've heard it many times next to him!

That's a lot of information, and Rubinstein is considered to be the closest player to Chopin in history.

As for the other honors and titles, there is no need to say more, the old man's recording is regarded by many people as a reproduction of Chopin's works, although Qin Jian has reservations about this.

Old Harlem was not surprised by Qin Jian's reaction, and continued: "Artur once told me this passage describing the Second Piano Sonata during a private chat. ”

"He said: 'Every time I play the Second Piano Sonata, I have a strong sense of mission, I feel that I have a heavy responsibility to convey a certain spirit, and I hope that the listener will be infected and immersed in it, and I hope that someone will tell me after listening to my performance that when he listens to the funeral march, he not only hears death, but also feels rebirth, which means that I have completed a good performance.'" ’

Qin Jian didn't have to think too much, "Very unique insight." ”

But from a pianist's interpretation, Rubinstein's words are too difficult to do, and he believes that Rubinstein can play the feeling of being reborn in death in a single movement, but at least for the time being, he can't understand how to play it, let alone how to do it. Night Night Chinese

"Yes," said old Haring, his quivering gaze filled with indescribable remembrance, "he seems to play casually every time, but most people don't know him. ”

"He was the most adventurous pianist of his time. ”

After a pause, "You must have heard his concert in Moscow in 1962." ”

Qin Jian shook his head, 1962 was too far away for him, he didn't know that there was such a concert.

Old Haring waved his hand, "Go back and listen to it, you can find sound materials everywhere, go and hear how Rubinstein played the four movements of Chopin's sonata in that concert, young man, sonatas must be connected to each other, this is the rule set in the Bach period, don't try to destroy anything." ”

Qin Jian nodded, and regardless of the words behind Old Harlem, he will definitely find this concert to feel when he goes back today, and in the future, he will keep it reasonable to question first.

However, "You and Rubinstein?" Qin Jian wanted to clarify a small personal doubt first.

Harlem Sr. smiled, "According to young people nowadays, I should have been his 'private' tuner at some point, but the private here is limited to his contract with Steinway & Sons, and you know, every Steinway piano artist has a personal tuner. ”

"You're really awesome. ”

Pure Chinese, pure praise.

The shock in Qin Jian's eyes was enough to explain his mood at the moment.

Suddenly, he felt like he was sitting in front of a glorious piano history.

Rubinstein used to be a personal tuner, and with this title alone, the old Harlem can be regarded as a living fossil of the world's existing piano tuning industry.

It is not difficult to get another clue from this, he only knew that the old Haring was from Hamburg, but now it is certain that the old Haring has worked at Steinway and Sons for a long time, and it is estimated that the old bartender must have worked at Steinway and Sons as well.

There is also Liao Linjun, Shen Qingci said that Liao Linjun interned at Steinway and Sons in his first year abroad.

Sorting out this string of information, Qin Jian probably had a guess about the relationship between the three people, and the three of them should have some kind of master-apprentice relationship in the piano tuning.

"Well, let's talk about Pollini's Sonata No. 2. ”

With Rubinstein in front of him, there was no fuss about the appearance of Pollini's three words, but as his favorite Chopin player, he was eager to hear what Old Harlem had to say about Pollini's performance.

Harlem Sr.: "The first time I heard him live was in 1960. ”

Qin Jian sensitively grasped the era this time, and interjected: "You mean the sixth Chopin Competition?"

Old Haring laughed twice: "That's right, in the 1960 Chopin Competition, Rubinstein, as the honorary chairman of the jury at that time, had to play Brahms's Piano Concerto No. 2 at the opening ceremony, and I went with him to Warsaw to inspect his piano before he went on stage, and also watched the Chopin Competition that year. ”

"That year Pollini played Sonata No. 2 in the third round, and I admire this Italian, and you must know very well that he won the gold medal this time, and as the first non-Slav to win this award, he knows how to control himself too much. ”

He was almost demanding every note under his fingers to complete the second sonata. ”

"You don't hear a single superfluous note in his playing, and he can control every note to be exactly where it's needed in the music. ”

Qin Jian agrees with this statement, and it is true that the elder Haring said that Pollini's Chopin had great attainments in this regard.

Old Haring continued: "Listening to his sonatas, you can feel what he's going to do next almost ten bars after the first movement. ”

Qin Jian took a hissed breath, and Old Harlin's wise gaze instantly caught this detailed expression, and he asked in a guided tone, "Think about it, isn't that the case." ”

Qin Jian had to say yes.

"That's what Pollini can't be replicated. ”

Old Haring raised his hand and pointed to his temple, "If you want to be a good pianist, you must not only use your brain, but you must learn how to use your brain." ”

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