304 is a place to remember.

...

Qin Jian followed the sound of the piano to the door of the piano room, said hello to Uncle Ding and went upstairs.

As soon as he walked into the third floor, he heard the sound of an electronic metronome through the wall.

The speed is about 110 beats.

When I came to the door of the 304 piano room, the sound of the piano sounded again.

A column of arpeggiated scales in B minor.

"The flow is not bad, and the accent groove comes out. ”

Qin Jian affirmed it in his heart

"Judging from the timbre, the wrist of the key legato is still a little stiff. ”

"But it's good to practice like this in a month. ”

Qin Jian knew that Fang Xiaoyu should be practicing in the piano room.

At that moment, there was a sound of the door being pushed open in the hallway

He looked up and saw a girl with a cello on her back coming out of room 310.

The corridor was not dim, and the cello girl also discovered Qin Jian for the first time, her little face was shocked, and she covered her mouth incredibly.

"Shhhh ”

Qin Jian sighed softly than the gesture.

The cello girl nodded, walked over slowly, looked at Qin Jian and asked in a low voice with some excitement: "Teacher Qin, aren't you participating in a competition abroad... Why are you here.."

"The game is over, I've just finished it recently, and I happened to be passing by today. ”

"Oh, will you come back to class?" the girl asked excitedly again.

Qin Jian smiled, "Maybe." ”

It was also in his plan to use the vacation time to return to Bor to give lessons to art candidates.

...

After chatting casually for a few more words, Qin Jian asked about the recent situation of the school

"You-are going to take the monthly exam so soon?" Qin Jian was a little surprised.

"Yes, we didn't expect the first monthly exam to come so quickly, I heard the senior brother of the previous session say that the monthly exam will not start until September. ”

"Hey," the woman sighed, and the girl said with some anxiety: "Everyone has been very nervous recently, and they are all afraid that they will not do well in the exam." ”

Qin Jian expressed his understanding and said with relief: "The monthly exam is just a stage of your learning test, and the school will formulate the next teaching plan according to your feedback in the exam. ”

"Don't worry. ”

After a pause, she continued: "It's good to have this tension, it will always remind you not to let up, and half a year will pass soon, come on." ”

After listening to Qin Jian's encouragement, the girl's state was obviously much better.

She bowed slightly towards Qin Jian and said, "Thank you, I will tell you what you said." ”

"You're welcome, I wish you all a smooth first monthly exam. ”

"Hehe, goodbye, Mr. Qin. ”

"Goodbye. ”

...

Once again, all that remained in the hallway was the sound of the scale under the metronome.

After finishing again, Qin Jian looked at the time, it was already ten o'clock.

"The piano room is about to close. ”

After a moment's hesitation, he turned and left the hallway.

Then he sent a message to Fang Xiaoyu.

'Let it go: are you free tomorrow afternoon around half past five.' ’

The piano continued.

"Let's go, Uncle Ding. ”

Just as he walked out of the door, the bell for the end of class came from the piano room building behind him.

A moment later.

The phone shook.

'While the breeze is not dry: I'm sorry Mr. Qin! I just turned on my phone! I have time!!'

Qin Jian smiled and stopped.

'Let her go: see you at half-past five, three-zero-four, with your Chopin etudes'

'While the breeze isn't dry: good!!'

Moment.

His mind crossed over the scale that the other had just played, and something else suddenly came to mind.

Then.

'Let it go: bring a few more ripe strawberries'

...

The next morning.

Qin Jian started his morning exercise at 8 o'clock.

At the end of the two hours of basic practice, he opened Chopin's etudes and flipped to 07 in the order of practice.

Start the audition.

Half past twelve, cooking.

From half past one to half past two, the first study of the driver's license subject.

Everything went steadily in plan.

After finishing the afternoon reading and preview of Mozart's Concerto No. 20 K466, Qin Jian packed up and went out to Bor.

At five twenty-five, when he pushed open the door of the piano room of 304, Fang Xiaoyu was standing next to the hanger and looking at the score.

I haven't seen him for a month, and Fang Xiaoyu looks a little thinner.

Seeing Qin Jian walk in, she put down the score and said, "Hello Teacher Qin!"

"Why are you standing here?" Qin Jian closed the door casually and sat down in front of the piano, "Come on, go to class." ”

"Huh. ”

Fang Xiaoyu smirked and hurriedly came to Qin Jian's left side.

"How does it feel to practice scales this month?" Qin Jian asked.

"It feels okay, I practice every day according to what you have assigned, and when I go back in the evening, I listen to my own recordings during the day and then summarize. ”

Fang Xiaoyu thought for a while, and then said, "The independence of the fingers has improved, but when you quickly stick to the key legato, you still feel that your wrist can't relax, and then your fingers become a little stiff. ”

Qin Jian nodded, "Not bad." ”

It was about the same as he expected.

"Listen carefully and pay attention to my hands. ”

As he spoke, Qin Jian directly raised his hands.

The next second.

Ten fingers swept over the keyboard like the wind, then blew back again, back to where they started.

If you just look at the movements, it is very reminiscent of the sound of the piano will be heavy.

But what Fang Xiaoyu heard was the opposite, the sound of the piano was not only weak, but also no matter which pitch the scale went to, the volume she heard was the same.

"Wow!" she couldn't help but admire, compared with Qin Jian, what she played shouldn't be a scale, "Teacher Qin, how did you do it, the weak play can also ensure that the volume of each one is equal." ”

"Power and touch the keys. ”

Qin Jian said and looked around, "What about the ripe strawberries I asked you to bring?"

"Bring it, it's in the bag!" Fang Xiaoyu put down the score, opened the bag on the piano, and took out a box of bright red strawberries, "It's all ripe, I picked them one by one, they are all washed, you can eat them directly." ”

As he spoke, he handed it to Qin Jian.

“......”

Qin Jian took the box and checked it, a little crying and laughing, this is almost two catties.

He felt that what he said last night might have caused some misunderstanding to the other party.

"I don't eat it. ”

Qin Jian opened the box as he spoke, and a sweet smell came to his nose.

He took out one and placed it in the center C, then gave up the position in front of the piano.

"Come on, play this through the strawberry. ”

"There are only two requirements, don't squeeze the strawberry or let it deform too much. ”

"Huh?" Fang Xiaoyu opened his mouth and looked at Qin Jian in surprise.

Qin Jian nodded, "Come on." ”

Looking at the other party's serious face, Fang Xiaoyu was a little confused.

Still, she did.

Taking a deep breath, Fang Xiaoyu's right index finger trembled and put it on top of the strawberry.

It was only at the moment she pressed it that she found that the strawberry had deflated.

Her heart was crossed.

Continue to increase the strength of the fingers.

"Phew..."

The piano sounded, but a strawberry died.

And judging from Qin Jian's tone, it seems that he is not satisfied with this tone.

"The next one. ”

Fang Xiaoyu threw the rotten strawberries in the trash can with some distress and wiped the keys dry.

Took out the next one.

...

"Wow"

"The next one. ”

...

“... Whew"

"Keep playing. ”

"Phew!"

"The next one. ”