()" Yes. ”

Qin Jian made a choice for the next second.

The same picture reappeared, only with a brighter color.

The panel turned into a large quaint bookshelf again, and a black light flashed, and a page with a purple glow flew out of the shelf, and then turned into a fragment.

The black cover in the inventory is gone.

"Ding, gain a new skill singing power"

Singing dynamics?

Qin Jian hurriedly opened the list of skills.

A new icon appeared on the small side under the guidance of concentration, a small scale at both ends, a throat and a hand.

In the process of playing the piano, the singing voice of the singing melody can be enhanced to a certain extent.

Simple skill profile.

Qin Jian tasted it carefully.

He noticed that there were no changes in his body, and there was nothing more in his mind related to singing.

However, the singing performance of this Qin key is known.

Usually melodic piano pieces feel more vocal.

Because it is played in a purely melodic and accompaniment format, except that there are no lyrics, the rest of the part is almost indistinguishable from the song.

So Qin Jian was a little puzzled.

The composition of a piano melody is basically composed of paragraphs and sentences, and how to deal with these sentences and paragraphs to make them singable should be done by the hands of the hands.

"In the process of playing, can the singing of the melody be enhanced to a certain extent?"

"Is it a direct bonus?"

And for music with clear motives, this skill is a bit of a frustration.

As another key presence in the middle of the musical elements, the 'motive' is a phrase or vocabulary.

The motive works are not so singing, and the instrumentalization is more serious.

Overall, however, this skill is a good skill for playing the works of composers such as Chopin, Mozart, and Schubert, who are known for their long melodies.

"The specifics have to be explored in practice to know. ”

"Ha Qi ————"

A wave of sleepiness hit, and Qin Jian sighed.

Exited the skills page and glanced at the inventory again.

The growing drowsiness discouraged him from continuing his research.

"Sleep. ”

Then, less than thirty seconds, uneven breathing rang out in the living room.

"Hoo ————"

"Whew—"

"Hoo ——————"

"Hoo ———"

Young people are still growing their bodies, and it is right to rest early.

And it doesn't hurt to snore once in a while.

"Hoo ——————"

Early the next morning.

After lunch, the two siblings went straight to the long-distance bus station.

"Qin Jian, listen to your sister more, prepare well for the art exam, I won't say much to your mother and I don't have to say anything else, you can pretend to be that bank card." ”

"Jingjing, if this kid is not honest, you can call me. ”

In the waiting hall of the bus station, Qin Gang instructed again.

After seeing the two sisters and brothers get into the car, Qin Gang and his wife also left.

14:32。

Qin Jian and He Jing returned to the Bor Art School.

As soon as I walked into the campus, I was greeted with a familiar smell.

The sound of various musical instruments intertwining came from the direction of the piano room building.

It doesn't sound dense, though.

"Sister, aren't there many people who practice the piano?"

Qin Jian was slightly puzzled.

In my memory, during this time period, when the art exam was less than ten days away, the campus was densely packed with piano practice from morning to night.

"Many students have already left school early. ”

Walking to the door of the piano room, He Jing smiled and said, "Go ahead, give you three days to sort out the repertoire of your art exam, and I will check it when I go back." ”

"It's all up to Mr. He. ”

Piano Room Administrator's Office.

Lao Ding was sitting in a rocking chair listening to the radio.

Suddenly, there was a familiar call.

"Uncle Ding!"

When Lao Ding heard this, he sat up and looked at it fixedly, "Yo, it's really your kid back, it's a shame, Qin Jian, you have won glory for our Spring Province, hahaha." ”

"You're laughing. Qin Jian hurriedly snorted, even Uncle Ding knew this.

"But don't be proud, keep trying. Lao Ding deliberately stiffened his face and said seriously.

"That's what you're saying. ”

"Which piano room do you open today?"

"No need uncle, I'll go up to find Zhao Yu. ”

"Zhao Yu, let me take a look. ”

Moment.

"304, go ahead. ”

"Thank you, uncle. ”

As soon as Qin Jian turned around and was about to walk up, Lao Ding's voice came from behind him again.

"Don't hide in the piano room and smoke secretly, do you hear?"

"Quit it!" Qin Jian said as he disappeared at the staircase.

In the empty corridor on the third floor, a bright flute sounded.

"The fat man is in a commotion, and he still doesn't like to close the door when he practices the piano in the west. ”

"But now it does sound like it doesn't feel the same as it used to be. ”

Qin Jian stayed at the door of the 304 piano room for about 10 minutes.

Wait for the sound of the flute in the house to fall before pushing the door in.

"Oops!"

"Qin Jian, you're scared to death!"

The fat man was intoxicated by the wall, and when he turned around, a tall black figure frightened him so much that he almost didn't hold the flute in his hand.

Qin Jian entered the room and closed the door tightly, and then clapped his hands a few times, "It's a good blow." ”

When the fat man heard this, his face, which was still resentful just now, bloomed like a daisy in a second, "Really!?"

Qin Jian nodded, "Except that the brilliance of the introduction has no sense of design, the Allegro breath is unstable, and the Adagio has no emotion——"

"The fingers are not smooth. ”

fatso

"Still. ”

"You've really improved. ”

"Don't fool me, I'm going to cry when you said it just now. ”

"Don't cry in a hurry, what about the steel companion score I asked you to print?"

"Well," said the fat man, pulling a new music clip from his bag.

Qin Jian took it and opened it.

《re ur 》

Fantasies with piano accompaniment.

On the beatmap, the piano accompaniment consists mainly of a large number of bar chords in the left hand and trills in the right hand.

Judging from the notes and rhythm, although it is not very difficult, the speed of this piece is not slow.

Coupled with some ornamentation and strong and weak handling, it is indeed not easy to want to sight-read directly.

Give it a try.

"Come, prepare. ”

Qin Jian said and set up the music stand, took out his mobile phone, turned on the recording, and put the mobile phone on the piano.

"Brother Jian, it's my first time to join the steel companion, shall we slow down first?"

The fat man on the side also became serious and came to the side of the piano, but he was not ready to hold the flute.

"Okay. ”

After receiving Qin Jian's affirmative reply, the fat man licked his lips and placed the flute to his mouth.

Then the two looked at each other and nodded to each other.

Qin Jian turned his head and stared at the first line of the score in front of him, concentrating his attention on the instrument department.

"P is weak———— F is strong"

"Crescendo. ”

I reminded myself again in my heart that I was silently reciting.

"Focus leads to openness. ”

The next second.

Qin Jian's right hand was raised and fell, and his index and middle fingers jumped rapidly at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye.

Gradually, the beating amplitude is getting bigger and bigger.

Then.

A dense, scalp-tinging trill rolls in.

It's like something out of nothing.