Early the next morning.

"Sister, I'll go first. ”

Qin Jian finished putting on his own black bag and put on his back.

"Wait a minute. A slightly confused voice came from the living room, "Qin Jian." ”

"Huh?"

Qin Jian returned to the bedside, and He Jingzheng rummaged through the bedside cabinet a few times in a half-fascination, and pulled out a brand new dark gray scarf.

"I forgot to give it to you yesterday," He Jing got up and tied the scarf in his hand around Qin Jian's neck, "Go and listen to Teacher Liao's words, I'll rest this afternoon, cook and wait for you." ”

Christmas gifts? Qin Jian's heart warmed.

"Sister, you can rest for a while. ”

......

Qin Jian gently closed the door.

He Jing's tiredness Qin Jian understands, especially in the days before the art exam, it is not an exaggeration for a piano teacher with the art exam to take seven or eight lessons a day from morning to night.

And being a piano teacher is not an easy job that seems to be easy.

When music is moved from the stage to the practice room, and then from the practice room to the classroom, music basically loses most of its beauty.

There is always one of the same mistakes and bizarre self-exculpations from students that can give you a headache for an entire class, or even a day.

There are difficulties in all walks of life.

"Master, intersection of Huaxing West Street, Beiyuan Road"

"Okay. ”

After waiting for 10 minutes, I finally passed an empty car, the weather was bad, and the taxi business was exceptionally good.

......

Qin Jian got out of the car and came to the store within two steps, and the neat first floor was like nothing happened yesterday.

Said hello to the old bartender and went straight to the second floor.

"Sister Lin Jun is early. ”

"Early. ”

Liao Linjun is rare not wearing a white coat today, and her simple overalls make it difficult for people to associate her with last night's bass hand.

It's kind of cool.

"Do you want to continue memorizing the score?" Qin Jian took out his brand new Beethoven sonata from his backpack, which he had specially put on after getting up this morning.

Not surprisingly, today's task should be to read the score of pathos.

"Clever, pathetic. ”

Liao Linjun clasped his hands together, threw the book in his hand aside, and took out his tool kit from the cabinet on the side, "Let's start." As he spoke, he lifted the soundboard of a piano.

Qin Jian came to his old position, opened the score, and read it in the morning light.

With yesterday's experience, today I quickly found my state, and in one morning, Qin Jian memorized the first and second movements.

Compared to the Adagio movement in F minor, it is clear that Qin Jian spent a longer time practicing the three movements of Pathos during this period.

The muscle memory that has been developed in the fingers has a great effect at this moment, and Qin Jian only needs to segment the phrase to strengthen the memory of the left hand, as well as the expression marks on the beatmap.

One morning passed, Qin Jian played blindly on the piano no less than four times, and hummed along with it four times.

During this period, he was also praised by Liao Linjun as 'beautiful pitch'.

Although this made Qin Jian a little embarrassed, on the other hand, as the other party said, he was able to sing every melody accurately undoubtedly because the score in his mind was accurate.

Towards the end of the morning, Qin Jian planned to go through the first and second movements to make sure that he was not complacent all morning.

As soon as Qin Jian brewed his emotions and popped out, the first set of chords was interrupted by Liao Linjun.

"Stop. ”

Is there a problem when you come up? The mood is wrong, the volume is wrong, or the pedal is wrong?

Qin Jian got up and looked at Liao Linjun with some doubts.

"I'm sorry, come and play this piano, it's just tuned, try it for me. ”

......

Changing the piano, Qin Jian brewed emotions again.

Almost.

Qin Jian didn't open the sonata collection in his backpack.

After a moment of hesitation, the focus guidance was also abandoned.

The fourth question raised by Liao Linjun on the first day of class echoed in my mind.

"What exactly are you trying to express?"

After pondering for a while, Qin Jian raised his hand.

The chords come out again, and under the solemn chords, the heaviness of the music follows.

It is still from the beginning of the bank.

Beethoven's Piano Sonata No. 8.

The performer, Qin Jian, began his performance.

......

The whole song ends.

"How does it feel?"

The words that came from the side made Qin Jian's heart tighten, how should he answer this?

Speaking from the heart, the performance level just now is really better than when the panel is hung.

But Qin Jian still had a trace of joy in his heart.

After all, only you understand what caused the difference between the before and after performances.

In the case of purely relying on his personal ability, he has just completed the memorization of the first and second movements, and has also had some outlines in terms of the integrity of the performance and the expression of emotions.

If he gave himself some quiet practice time, Qin Jian believed that he could do better.

This kind of 'better' is by no means a simple completion of the beatmap, Qin Jian can't describe it, but the psychology is undoubted.

What's more, it was never possible in the past, even in the hardest days before graduating from college.

"Sister Lin Jun, I believe I can do better, as long as I go further..." Qin Jian was a little excited, who didn't want to see his own progress?

"Wait a minute," Liao Linjun interrupted Qin Jian a little dazedly, "Is my question difficult to understand?"

Liao Linjun pushed the frame of the glasses and looked at Qin Jian with a serious face: "I mean, how does this piano play, do you make it clear, let's talk about the feeling of the bass area first." ”

“....”

Is that so?

Qin Jian nodded seriously, "Okay, the bass tone of this piano is dry. ”

After a pause, Qin Jian continued, "Throwing away the reason for the dry air in the room, it is estimated that the purity of the carbon steel of the strings is not high enough, and the copper wires on individual strings are not evenly wound. ”

The first half of the sentence is Qin Jian's feelings, and as for the latter words, they are just casually said, after all, the piano guide in his head clearly records the content of the piano making process.

The speaker is unintentional, but the listener is intentional.

Liao Linjun didn't know how many accidents the young man in front of her would bring her.

Regarding the string process, as an ordinary art candidate, why do you have such a clear view and cognition?

What's more, he was not wrong.

"What do you think should be done to solve this problem?"

Liao Linjun seemed to have truly discovered the way to open this treasure at this moment, and looked at Qin Jian, his eyes were filled with a hint of expectation.

"Another one. ”

......

......

In the end, Liao Linjun still didn't give Qin Jian a comment on the first or second movements of pathos, but only told him that the remaining task today was to complete the third movement.

"It's time to eat. ”

With the sound from downstairs, the two upstairs both put down their work.

During the meal, Qin Jian silently ate his curry rice.

The other two were arguing fiercely about whether or not last night's turkey was new.

The style of painting is extremely strange for a while.

"By the way, Qin Jian, do you have a concerto in your hand?"

Liao Linjun's sudden question made Qin Jian a little confused,

"Yes. "The 'Day of Anger' flashed through Qin Jian's mind.

"That's good, you can come back tomorrow and lie down. ”

After a simple lunch, Liao Linjun hurriedly left the piano hall, and before leaving, he told Qin Jian to arrange the time for the afternoon.

15：20。

Qin Jian finished the memorization of the third movement and then left.

After leaving the piano hall, Qin Jian did not return to the ink garden as soon as possible, and contacted Ye Yi, who happened to be at home.

"It's not too much to relax. ”

"The combination of work and rest is highly efficient. ”

In the taxi, Qin Jian looked at the chat list on the mobile phone screen, and the avatar belonging to three hundred catties was getting further and further back.

"I don't know what's going on with this preparation, it's been a long time since I've moved. ”

Suddenly, a system push came.

"There are 5 days left until 2014, are you ready?"

Qin Jian's heart moved, and he subconsciously clicked in.

"Good news, good news, Huaxin Mall is crazy about discounts...."

.....

That's good news, especially for some.

One-click forwarding.

'Three hundred pounds of smile'

Closing the phone, Qin Jian moved his eyes to the window, and unconsciously, there was indeed a lot of joyful red in the streets and alleys.

You ready?

This is indeed a problem.