As the voice fell, a figure in a blue dress came to the stage with applause.

His gaze was fixed on the audience, his expression serious, and he nodded deeply.

Then he turned and sat down in front of the piano and adjusted his sitting position.

A moment later.

His hands were up.

And before he could remember the voice, Qin Jian seemed to feel his voice, from the man's steps on stage to the whole process from his standing in front of the piano with a bow.

Qin Jian seemed to have felt the breath between his hands, solemn with infinite profundity.

This depth is not a mask disguised on the surface at all, but an aura that is supported from the inside out.

Really.

As the man's hands slowly ran, Qin Jian felt that he had heard Chopin's profound side.

The battle is neat and the structure is rigorous.

The rapid advance in F minor is neither light nor heavy, but it still gives a sense of urgency.

"A distinct musical image. ”

As the music continued, it was already difficult for Qin Jian to focus on the other party's playing skills

The impassioned passages are matched with the body movements of the performers under the passionate emotions, and everything is so natural.

Qin Jian fell into deep thought in the music.

Compared to the previous two, Qin Jian is hard to say how good the Japanese player is, but all three of them have one thing in common.

That's the state.

Performance status.

It is different from the performance state of any piano player in the Huayun Competition.

Fang Zongyao's stability, Duan Ran's lightness, Feng Ziyan's freedom, and Zhao Yinuo's anger, although everyone has their own performance style, no one transforms their style into a certain external state and emotions and integrates them into their own music.

Maybe the man who was playing Chopin at the moment was not as good as Fang Zongyao's technique under his ten fingers, but musically, Qin Jian didn't think that the former's Chopin would belong to the latter's Majepa.

"Is this the average for the Asian youth group?"

At this moment, Qin Jian had a sense of abruptness.

Unconsciously.

There was silence with a soft echo of the epilogue.

Chopin's etudes were over, and the man at the piano picked up a handkerchief and wiped his hands gently, then turned to the sonata.

"Beethoven. ”

The man's expression was still solemn, but from the undulation of his torso to the swing of his arms, I could feel that his mental state had relaxed a lot.

Like Chopin's etudes just now, it is also a sharp board, and in this sonata-like structure, Qin Jian hears a more compact feeling.

Perhaps it was because the man switched to touching the keys with his fingers, and the powerful playing highlighted a sense of brightness in the music.

However, this sense of brightness is not abrupt at all, and the spiritual connotation and emotional atmosphere of the music are still highly compatible.

However, Qin Jian felt that the other party's performance in the Allegro trilogy of the third movement did not seem to be so in line with his own ideas.

If the strength and weakness of the melodic line in the vocal range are only one-sidedly in the player's own feeling, it is only a slight expansion of the linear skeleton, which can be seen in the excellent performers of every era.

But if it rises to the factional struggle of the sonata, or the formal theory of chronological order, it is a different matter.

For the minuet of the third movement allegro in his ears at this moment, Qin Jian felt that the form of the three phrases could be expanded, but the proportions and fundamental contours of the music could not be changed.

If Qin Jian were a judge, probably this contestant would have received a lower score for this movement.

For example, at this moment, a judge from South Korea was already frowning, and his thoughts seemed to be the same as Qin Jian's, while another judge from Singapore next to him was grinning in a trill.

Competitions are like this, it is difficult for one contestant to satisfy the quizzy appetite of all the judges, and if you are lucky enough to get the majority of the recognition, it seems to be enough.

Gradually, as he thought about it, Qin Jian felt that he had adapted to a certain change in his psychological state.

The pressure in my heart suddenly decreased a lot.

"Relax. ”

He sighed softly.

Qin Jian took off his coat and began to move with his fingers crossed, because the music in his ears had reached the end.

The round that belongs to him is about to be reached.

......

"Whoop~~~~~~~

As the performance of the contestants ended, the audience remembered the warm applause, which was the most enthusiastic applause since the beginning of the competition

"The next contestant, No. 4 in Group A, Qin Jian, from Huaguoquan Province, participated in the repertoire Chopin Etude op10-12, Beethoven's No. 1F Kojima Sonata, designated piano kawai. ”

Applause rang out again.

The moment Qin Jian got up and walked forward, he listened to the Chinese body in his ears without being startled.

It was also broadcast twice, but the second time it was no longer in English, but in blunt Chinese.

And even so, the moment he heard Qin Jian of Huaguo, Qin Jian still felt a brief 'buzz' in his mind.

For a while, an indescribable feeling suddenly surged in my heart, and I felt a slight dizziness in front of me.

Don't forget to come here, you're representing China in this competition. ’

Liao Linjun's words seemed to ring in Qin Jian's ears again.

Gradually, under the continuous applause, Qin Jian stared at Kawai's piano that had been placed in the center of the stage.

Under that lacquer-colored halo, a sense of mission gradually arose in his heart.

This feeling has always been there for him.

Just in this moment.

In a foreign land, under the applause, under the scrutiny of the audience that is about to be prepared to be judged by the various national judges.

Qin Jian felt that the emotions in his heart had begun to brew involuntarily.

Exhaled deeply.

Qin Jian nodded slightly to the surrounding players, and then walked towards the stage under the warm light.

Coming to the center of the stage, Qin Jian turned to face the audience and paused for a moment.

Glanced around.

Then he bent down slightly.

Get up and come to the piano, shake your hands and raise the tuxedo of your gown, and sit down.

Loosening his cuffs, Qin Jian closed his eyes slightly.

"Can't be in a hurry. ”

Feeling the heart that was still beating violently, Qin Jian was still adjusting his breathing and waiting.

The audience and judges who were lifted down didn't seem to be in a hurry, just quietly looking at the young people from Huaguo on the stage.

Await his revolutionary etude, a cry of national struggle in Poland.

That's it.

The atmosphere of the entire hall passed in silence for a second.

About five seconds, maybe ten seconds.

It was in a sudden moment.

The young man in front of the piano moved.

This moment.

The gaze of all the viewers instantly changed from calm to incredible surprise.

"Do you want to upgrade the pill with a delicate skill?"

The icy electronic chime sounded again.

"Yes. ”