Chapter 242: Fantasy Narrative Rondo, Concert [I]

fantasy, fantasia.

A form of free and easy, musical and imaginative instrumental music.

That's exactly what the piano music is on stage at this time.

The piano has a clear tone and the player's keys are charming.

And He Jing's indifferent and ascetic performance expression injects a different flavor into the music itself.

Filled with free and harmonious tones, it shuttles between each pair of ear canals.

With her calm hands, she drove away the disturbances that existed in people's hearts.

This Fantasia by Beethoven and 1809 is dedicated to Count Brunswick.

The work is rich in tonal variety and expression, and not only adopts an improvised, complex and free structure to meet the general characteristics of the fantasia genre, but also has its own characteristics.

It embodies the essence of Beethoven's piano music language and is a fusion of Beethoven's music from various periods.

He Jing also chose this piece in the hope of expressing more about her understanding of Beethoven in a limited time.

The gurgling sound of the piano on the stage makes people listen to it at first glance, and a number of different emotions emerge.

And in fact, when the listener feels it with his heart.

You can find that there are countless passages in this emotion.

The layman looks at the bustle, and the insider looks at the doorway.

Qin Jian looked at the erect back in front of the piano through the backstage, and it seemed that he had not heard such a delicate performance for a long time.

The contestants on the field are more inclined to use brilliant finger techniques to bring the emotions between the notes, and it is obvious that the theme and form of the music itself are used to drive the emotions

However, at this moment, He Jing's body leaned down slightly and raised his wrist.

The music comes to the last set of Chakon variations.

The music that was slowly wandering in the hall one second suddenly sped up the next.

Changing the soft playing style of half of the part, He Jing's ten fingers quietly jumped vigorously.

In the first eight minutes of the whole work, it seems that he is silently accumulating this power for 'Cha Kong'.

In a continuous group of sixteenth notes, the piano finally has a steady, dripping crescendo.

Clear and concise, let the tail note under the pedal sound in the air.

The atmosphere in the auditorium also became more steaming with the heat of the rising strings.

Fast showmanship, explosive accents, layered.

The stage is like a moment into Beethoven's impromptu scene.

The stark contrasts of dynamics and tempo, as well as the final interpretation of the theme, are covered in her final performance.

Strongly supported by the bass, the melody goes straight to the high point with a powerful stream.

The next second.

Instantaneous fall.

"Wow. ”

It's a rollercoaster ride.

Before the audience could find solace in the weightlessness, the music stopped.

"The ending looks like a modified version, but it's still exciting. ”

At the backstage door, Xia Dong said and applauded softly.

Whether it was from yesterday's first rehearsal or the op.77 that had just ended with the stage, He Jing's thoughts and attitudes towards piano works surprised him frequently.

Simplicity, self-denial, away from the form of self-expression together.

This is a rare occurrence among the many players he has worked with.

And her piano does not lose the power of the inner expression of music, and the natural expression of emotion is profound.

He believes that in time, He Jing's name will definitely be known by more people.

"I really don't know how you two grew up. Xia Dong sighed with a smile.

"She's so much better than me. Qin Jian knew what Xia Dong didn't know, so he said without thinking.

He Jing's piano has always been at a high point in the impression of Qin Jian's two lifetimes, but today after listening to this fantasia seriously and completely.

His cognition was refreshed again, and He Jing's expression on the piano was no longer limited to the piano itself.

In another three and five years, no one knows what kind of heights the other party will reach.

As the aftermath of the hall dissipated.

He Jing withdrew his hand, stroked the piano, got up, bowed, and did it in one go.

"Whoa~~~~~~~~~

"Whoa~~~~~~~~~

"Whoa~~~~~~~~~

Amid fierce applause, the stage was temporarily off.

"How does it sound backstage?"

As soon as she entered the backstage, He Jing let out a long sigh and looked at Qin Jian, who couldn't pay more attention to the sounds of other places during the performance.

"The stage sound effect is better than I expected," Qin Jian clapped his hands, got up and handed He Jing a bottle of water, "Moreover, Xia Zhi said that it is very exciting." ”

With Qin Jian's words, He Jing felt steady, and suddenly the whole person was a lot more relaxed, "Xia Zhi has won the award." ”

Xia Dong hurriedly waved his hand: "Tell the truth, tell the truth." ”

"I'm a little curious, though, which version of the Fantasia in G minor you're playing, and it's the first time I've heard the Chakon variation at the end. ”

It was a 1970 version remastered by Beckotson. He Jing said.

"I see. Xia Dong nodded.

The three of them chatted briefly.

When the applause in the hall rang out again, He Jing once again walked onto the stage.

With the warm-up of the first work, her whole state is more relaxed and active on the stage.

He Jing's second work.

Chopin Ballade No. 4 in F minor.

The gorgeous melody carries the melancholy melancholy of a gothic doll's moving steps, like the stars twinkling irregularly under the night sky.

After Beethoven's No. 77 work, it brings an alternative romantic experience to the audience.

And just after this romantic dry, Qin Jian heard He Jing's Mozart again after many years.

The last piece of the first half of the concert, Mozart's Rondo in A minor, K.511.

I have to say that He Jing's concert repertoire is not a common repertoire in public concerts, and even a set of large-scale sonatas and suites cannot be found in the repertoire list of the first half.

For a professional meeting, this first-half repertoire may seem like a lack of weight.

But it's still full of Beethoven, Chopin, and Mozart.

Fantasia, Ballade, Rondo, three different styles and genres, under He Jing's exquisite design, still exude brilliance.

There is always a moment when the sound of the piano will quietly enter your heart, and when you realize the moment and want to reminisce, you find that she has quietly slipped into another world.

......

In a soothing Mozart minor, the first half of the concert ends.

Qin Jian once again played a temporary classical piece and introduced the Yenching Symphony Orchestra about the Second Concerto and Xia Dong.

So before the second half officially began, the audience was noisy and excited.

With the official debut of the Yanjing Symphony Orchestra, the audience gave the greatest respect to the stage with warm applause.

After all the members of the orchestra are ready.

About ten seconds passed.

Xia Dong and He Jing walked onto the stage from the backstage entrance.

Under the applause, He Jing shook hands with the principal violinist, turned around and bowed.

Sit down in front of the piano.

Moment.

She exhaled softly and nodded at Xia Dong.

Then raise your hands and place them on top of the keyboard.

The next second.

"Collapse—collapse—"

Two empty plucked strings shattered the sleeping stage.

...

Second half, the only track.

Prokofiev, Piano Concerto No. 2. “

"On the prairie where the gods died, there were wildflowers. ”

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