Qin Jian was speechless in a daze.

The original black and white tone of the beatmap suddenly became colorful at this moment.

He quickly flipped back a few pages, each one as well.

Only the piano's parts are still black.

The color of the staff for each of the remaining voices has changed.

The notation of the violin part turns red.

The viola turned orange

Turquoise harp, purple bass, golden trumpet, brown bassoon, green tenor horn, silver flute

The color of the notation changed, and wherever he looked, Qin Jian could clearly hear the melody on the score in front of him.

Horizontally, the concerto scores of each of the different instruments highlight the performance marks of the main notes.

Vertically, the harmony of the monophonic notes of different instruments in the same measure is displayed with clear harmonic markers, and the beatmap has clear lines linking several notes together.

"Gollum. ”

Qin Jian swallowed unconsciously.

This perspective is the real analysis of a score in the most professional way. ”

For a score, a hundred conductors, maybe a hundred different ways of dealing with it.

But no professional conductor would jump out of the harmonic formula given by the composer.

This is consensus and common sense.

With Qin Jian's current musical literacy, being able to memorize the score of each instrument is still memorizing the unreasonable effect of the pill.

Under such a premise, it is not difficult for him to do a simple analysis, but it is absolutely impossible to dismember the music like a cow in front of him.

Qin Jian was even sure that an ordinary commander would not be able to do this in such detail.

"I don't know if I can save this kind of score. ”

After quickly browsing the introduction of the first page, Qin Jian closed the score, reviewed it slightly in his mind, and his face was happy.

"There's a play!"

In the next second, I hurriedly opened the score, and from the second page, I read it quickly.

The wings of the piano boy increase the ability to parse staves by three times.

The time limit is one hour.

Five minutes have passed.

At this time, the staff on the stage are busy again, and the musicians of the Lesiby Symphony Orchestra are walking out of the backstage one by one.

As soon as he appeared, it caused restlessness under the stage.

Netizens who watched the live broadcast through the Internet also commented during the barrage.

', foreign orchestras are coming, 66666'

'Very looked, [serious face]--'

'See clearly, Lethiby Symphony Orchestra, one of the five major symphony orchestras of the ball'

'It's not good-looking, the chief violin is like an aunt~~'

'I understand P, artists look like this'

'So, you look like an artist too?'

'Roll the calf'

At the scene, after the members of the Lethiby Symphony Orchestra were seated neatly, the host's voice sounded again.

"The fifth player to appear in this round - Fang Zongyao, was selected by the Organizing Committee of the Huayun Competition. ”

"Specify the piano, yhxf. ”

"Repertoire of this round"

"Prokofiev's Piano Concerto No. 3"

"Instructor, Fu Hua"

"Concerto, Lescyby Symphony Orchestra"

"Conductor, Andres Nelson"

Applause.

The live barrage jumped wildly again.

"The selection of the organizing committee, and the operation of this show, and the internal champion???

"I actually played Pusan, oh grass~'

'Majepa has been looped countless times'

"Come and see Nelson's passing, by the way, the three Pu San is very simple, the average of our hospital"

'If you don't pretend to be forced to die, which hospital?'

'It's coming, it's so handsome~~'

On the side of the stage, Fang Zongyao and Nelson walked out in a row.

Changing his previous image in black, he wore a white tuxedo today.

The partial short hair style is handsome and capable, like a teenager who walked out of the comics, quiet and noble, full of aura.

Under the applause, Fang Zongyao and Nelson nodded and exchanged two words, then turned around and gave a simple hug to the 'aunt' who was in the position of principal violin.

Then he sat down at the piano.

After the hall fell completely silent, with a wave of Nelson's baton.

The solitary clarinet plays a quiet introduction.

Under the magnificent orchestra.

The young man in front of the piano quickly raised his hand and dropped his fingers.

The jump begins, like two cheerful rabbits.

A witty epic.

Prokofiev's fantasies filled every corner of the Chime Concert Hall.

Backstage staff are already busy for the final end of the game, and a group of media reporters are already stationed on the way for the players to step down.

Qin Jian hurriedly flipped through the colorful music scores, and while reading and memorizing, he still kept analyzing Shen Qingci, Xia Dong, and the content recorded on the original score.

The commanding perspective in his mind became clearer and clearer, and he became more and more confident about the next uncommanded stage.

After reading the seventeenth variation, Qin Jian stretched and looked up at the stage.

Fang Zongyao's second movement is halfway completed.

"It's time. ”

Just as Qin Jian flipped the sheet music to the next page. ‘

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.

Get up and open the door

Outside the door, Duan Ran was wearing a beige coat, carrying shoes in one hand and a cloth bag in the other.

"Let me stay for a while," Duan Ran said and slipped sideways through the door from Qin Jian's side, "My rest room is occupied by reporters. ”

With a small chaos coming from the corridor outside the door, Qin Jian hurriedly closed the door.

When he turned around, Duan Ran had already sat down next to his place, panting heavily.

"How can there be reporters in the background?"

Qin Jian asked a little puzzled, picked up a bottle of water from the cabinet on the side and handed it to the other party.

"Thank you," Duan Ran took the water, "I don't know, as soon as I came out of the backstage, a man and a woman surrounded me and asked me if I had time to answer a few questions from them, but when I returned to the rest room, a group of reporters were already blocking the door." ”

"I see, then you should stay here for now. ”

Qin Jian said and returned to his seat, "That, I still have some things that I haven't finished processing." ”

Looking at the sheet music spread out on the table, Duan Ran nodded hurriedly, "You're busy with you, don't worry about me, I'll just sit here."

As he spoke, he glanced at the lighter and cigarette case next to the book, and his eyes flashed with surprise, but he didn't say anything.

Qin Jian stopped talking, and continued to quickly flip through the sheet music in his hand.

Duan Ran sat beside him at a distance of fifty centimeters, his eyes turning around thoughtfully.

On the screen, Fang Zongyao's third movement has come to the whole work.

Since the third movement, there has been no applause from the jury, and every burning eye is waiting for the final completion of the music.

The music is getting closer, and the brilliant percussion comes to life under the golden brass of the high back.

Fang Zongyao in front of the piano held his breath and waved his hands fiercely.

Fast, dense and calm.

Until the two big hands stood up, under the invasion of a violent storm.

"Wow-" sounded, and the song ended.

Applause erupted.

At the same time, Qin Jian closed the score in front of him.

"Whew. ”

Take a long breath.

Shaking his head, he got up and began to straighten up his tuxedo.

Moment.

Duan Ran's voice sounded behind him, "Come on." ”

Qin Jian nodded in the mirror.

Turning around, he took a deep look at the other party.

"Thank you. ”

As he spoke, he opened the door to the lounge.