Shen Qingci's words seemed to cast a seductive veil over tonight's concert.

This made Qin Jian look forward to this by three more points, although so far he still hadn't figured out the difference between the four schools.

So he's looking forward to finding something out of Perlman's playing.

It's hard to describe.

...

Mapo tofu is served with tea, and the meal is neither light nor salty.

There was still more than half an hour before the concert began, and the group staggered back to the street, passed the Revolution Square, and returned to the Chaiyuan after a while.

At this time, the door of the concert hall was no longer deserted, in addition to the familiar faces that had been together for two days, there were also some unfamiliar faces.

After the leader of the Huaguo Academy took a stack of tickets and handed them out to everyone, everyone knew that tonight's concert was originally selling tickets.

"It turned out that they were all here to attend a concert. Natsuki took the ticket.

Cai Song waved goodbye to everyone, and he had a special command seat.

Seeing that the time to enter was getting closer and closer, Qin Jian looked at He Jing beside him: "Sister, you?"

He Jing looked at her phone, and there were five minutes before the concert began: "Then I'll go first." ”

As soon as she was about to leave, everyone in Huaguo Yuan saw a tall and handsome blonde man come to the front of the team.

He had a ticket in his hand.

Qin Jian knew who it was, and the moment he met the other party's eyes, he nodded politely with a smile, and the other party smiled back, but it was obviously not as natural as his smile.

The concert is about to start, and Paul is coming to deliver tickets to He Jing.

"Quite sweet. Qin Jian muttered in his heart, and then whispered to He Jing: "Sister, you are busy first, and I will look for you in the evening." ”

He Jing smiled, "Waiting for you." ”

The two of them said one by one, which made others who didn't know the inside story think that there was some story in it.

Fortunately, Paul doesn't understand Chinese, but his expression is sour enough.

After He Jing and Paul left, the crowd gradually leaned towards the door.

"Let's go in too. Qin Jian said.

As soon as you enter the hall, the black piano in the center and front of the stage is particularly dazzling, and to the left of the piano is a conductor's podium, surrounded by rows of music stands and chairs.

The seating area of the Huaguo Academy is not bad, located in the middle middle row and the back, and the acoustic effect of this position is not inferior to the empty seats in the first two rows.

It was a special seat for professors and musicians from various universities, and perhaps a certain official from Moscow

It is very characteristic of so-and-so-ism.

7:15。

As far as the eye can see, the entire concert hall is already full.

With the reappearance of Ruggiero, the music soon fell silent.

This time, his speech was not translated, and it was probably not a very important word.

When he saw everyone applauding, Qin Jian also applauded.

"Applause and that's it. ”

Qin Jian is teaching Xia Shu.

The last applause evokes tonight's protagonist, Perlman.

The moment Perlman walked backstage, the whole stage felt different.

Ruggiero left the stage after giving him a warm hug.

At this time, only Perlman and his little apprentice were left on the stage.

Perlman, dressed in a simple black gown, sat down at the piano, and his little apprentice sat to his left and placed an old sheet of music on the piano stand.

This made Qin Jian a little puzzling, it stands to reason that a pianist of Parlman's level still needs to read the score to play?

The next scene on stage gave him the answer.

Perlman's little apprentice opened the score, and then sat quietly to the side again.

Perlman didn't look, his gaze looked at his left hand, and then without warning he rang the first note.

Rachmaninoff Etude 2, A minor. ”

A clear note, but it brought out a foggy melody, and Qin Jian had already entered the music.

Before setting off, Qin Jian had done all his homework on the trip, at least in his opinion, including Rahe's works from various periods.

Also contains this song 2.

In the summer of 1916, Rach returned to his hometown of Ivanovka and learned that his father had died of a heart attack two days earlier.

At the same time as the heavy blow brought to him by the bad news, it also made him feel a certain anxiety about death for the first time, and it was at this time that he conceived this work-

An etude titled 'The Sea and the Seagulls'.

...

The melody is gentle and serene, and Perlman seems to hide the music in the melody line, and if you don't pay attention to it, you will miss something.

It's a bit of a Debussy impressionist music.

In the half-beat progression of the bass melody and the right-hand melody, a crossed triplet joins, like circles on the sea level, and the treble melody is like the lonely seagull.

Perlman never looked at the score, but whenever it was time to turn the score, his little apprentice would always turn the score for him.

At the start of the middle section, Perlman's expression also changes with his melodic line, and he looks like he is trying to open his eyes wide, and the entire contour of his face is elongated.

With a slight shake of his head, his eyelashes blinked a few times from time to time.

When the music is at its most intense, the melody line alternates back and forth between his left and right hands faster and faster, like the waves hidden under the sea level at any time.

The high-pitched melody that symbolizes the seagull is involuntarily strong and weak in the shock, indicating a strong sense of unease.

Finally, the music ends with a faint chord.

"Whoop——————

At the end of the song, applause rang out.

A three-part performance brings a strong "visual effect" to everyone in the hall who listens attentively. ”

Qin Jian sighed.

Perlman's ability to shape the picture of music is so strong that the other party can easily hold the auditory nerve in his hands by changing the touch timbre of one or two notes and the superficial contrast between strength and weakness.

And it's just a short adagio.

Aesthetic and concise.

Qin Jian could only use these two adjectives to express his opinion on the music just now.

The other party shows skill, but also skill.

As the applause fell, Perlman straightened his cuffs, got up and bowed slightly to the audience before leaving the stage

Moment.

One by one, musicians with musical instruments came to the stage from both sides of the stage and took their seats one after another.

is the Moscow State Symphony Orchestra. Someone in the seating area of Huaguo Yuan whispered.

Once all the orchestra members were in place, Ruggiero took his baton and walked up to the podium, followed by Perlman.

Perlman was followed by his little apprentice, who was still holding the score.

Seated.

The audience was silent.

Ruggiero's gaze swept over the orchestra, and the last moment he met Perlman, his mouth cracked, as if to say, 'Old man, are you ready this time?'

Perlman lowered his handkerchief, and the Adam's apple on the collar of his white shirt loosened a little, which was considered a response.

Ruggiero raised his hands, his right hand slightly, and the orchestra sounded.

Familiar string group, familiar pull three.