Backstage entrance.

When the personal information of contestant No. 57 was being read out in the hall, Qin Jian had already adjusted his breathing and was ready to enter.

He flicked his shoulders and was about to get on the pitch.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute. ”

Qin Jian stopped and looked back, only to see Duan Ran pulling out his white handkerchief from the dress jacket in his arms.

"I almost forgot!" Two steps trot, Duan Ran handed it over.

Qin Jian took it and kissed the other party's forehead by the way, "You are the best." ”

With that, he turned and walked towards the revolving passage.

...

On stage, the presenter has already begun to prompt the track.

His repertoire includes Op. 45 Prelude in C minor, Ballade No. 1 in Op. 23G minor, Waltz in Op. 45F major, and Polonaise in A flat major at op. 53. ”

The host stepped down after reading out the repertoire that was a bit unusual in the choreography.

The audience applauded again.

Iglaz: "Wonderful, that's your suggestion. ”

"Sort of. Shen Qingci replied lightly, his eyes fell on the young man who came up from the backstage, and the corners of his mouth smiled slightly.

...

Without the wrapping of the dress jacket, Qin Jian's figure looked more slender in the stage light, and the crisp white shirt and black pants made him look like a pianist walking into the salon.

He clenched his hands and bowed to the audience, polite.

Applause fell.

He sat down at the piano and habitually wiped the keyboard again.

Adjust the height of the piano bench.

Breathe deeply.

Raise your hands and drop your fingers together.

"Whoa—"

A set of fantastical chords float up, and the clean sound of the piano gives off a sunny smell under the bright stage backdrop.

"Oooo

There is no simpler rhythm than this, and there is no simpler melody than this.

Qin Jian still had that expression that looked down on everything, and his eyes were looking directly at this certain point.

That point is the central point of the pitch-black halo on the back of the piano, or it could just be a coincidence.

The music moves slowly.

Crescendo in crescendo.

Crescendo in weakening.

From time to time, he shook his head or nodded to the melody of intertwined strength and weakness.

The focus of the gaze has never changed.

The harmony of the music suddenly became suppressed after a modulation, and this atmosphere quickly spread from the stage to the audience.

The long sound of the piano seems to be from far and near, easily dragging out a certain memory buried in people's hearts.

This sense of resonance made them have to carry their memories, look at the young man in white in front of the piano, and continue to move forward with the sound of the piano in their ears.

Gradually, the sound of the piano became weaker and weaker, and it became farther and farther away from people.

Silent, but full of signs.

When the sound of the piano completely disappeared into the hall with a fragile chord, some people woke up, while others were still remembering.

Rigraz wiped the corners of his eyes, and the Pole, who had never been able to resist the piano, exhaled deeply, there was so much he could say about this piece, but he said nothing.

The hall was silent for a full three seconds.

There was not a single sound during the period.

Three seconds later.

Qin Jian moved, and he withdrew his gaze.

The movement was also a little bigger, and his seemingly light finger drop snapped up a set of loud but dull chords.

"Wow ——!"

'Ballade No. 1 in Op.23G minor——'

He began the second piece of the round.

Whether the audience can pick up their pictures in the new melody and tonality is a matter of concern to Qin Jian.

Or not care, it's not something that can be manipulated by humans.

He didn't have time to think about it.

If the C-sharp minor prelude was the introduction to the story he devised to set the stage mood, he did.

So the next time is the time for him to tell the text of the story in the first ballade in G minor.

On the keyboard, ten fluent fingers dance a pleasing dance.

Filled with recitation-like melodies and heavy sounds, it seems like a real opening statement.

The temperament is serious, with pathetic emotions.

The first theme of the music appears under his fingers, sighing tones and waltz-like rhythms with a hint of melancholy.

The lyricism of the melody is out of control, and the meaning of the story is expressed through the piano, through the stage space to the audience, to the ears of every audience, and finally to the seventeen judges.

The judges love to hear stories in this round.

But the premise has to be a good story to move some of them.

In Chopin's time, Romanticism was constantly pouring in and hammering at those who had once indulged in the classical tradition, and literature and poetry soon set off a new artistic revolution.

At the right time, the young Chopin was desperate to find a breakthrough for this vicissitudes of life.

Oscar Kerberg once said, "When patriotism awakens in literature, music will follow." ”

Chopin was the first to follow.

Influenced by the poetry of the famous Polish patriotic poet Mickiewicz, he became the first composer to introduce the genre of the ballade to the piano.

Unlike humorous songs, which expose the distortions of society, narrative songs are more universal.

Ballade No. 1 in G minor, 'First' is the first narrative work born in Chopin's piano world.

Qin Jian's dedication to this work is by no means inferior to any Mozart concerto or Beethoven sonata, not only in the sweat of practice, but also in the time he spent in the sea of words.

Although the work has a specific textual source, Chopin did not simply organize the music according to the structure of the poem, but adopted a relatively free sonata form.

Introduction, presentation, unfolding, reproduction, epilogue.

After passing through the unique piano recital at St. Ann's Church, Qin Jian not only received feedback on the source of the timbre, but also re-reflected on the expression of this ballade.

At that recital, he tried to incorporate his own views on this piece for the first time.

The idea of including a performer in a well-structured piece of music is a somewhat dangerous thing in itself.

Especially when two conflicting themes collide, how can the performer unify them and develop a dramatic musical dynamic.

This was the conundrum that Chopin left to future generations of pianists.

It is also the exam questions given by the judges to the contestants.

At this time, the 17 judges looked at the Chinese youth on the stage with different expressions, listening to the linear melody in front of them from their own perspectives.

After the mournful first theme, the music naturally enters the gentle and lyrical second theme.

Qin Jian on the stage quietly withdrew the strength of his arm, and in the following touch keys, he only relied on the power of his wrist to adjust the notes.

It is such a simple little action, and the music surprisingly shows a sensitive and poetic side.

By the beginning, he continues to transform the theme into a development with subtle variations, reproducing the first theme.

Two themes, one tragic and the other gentle.

The two are upside down, intertwined in a contradiction, and enter the poet's anxious heart.

The rapidly developing contradictions are moving forward bravely in Qin Jian's highly concentrated condensation!

The speed of the music is getting faster and faster, as if the reproduction is going to be greatly compressed.

With a shake of both arms, two bars of short sentences are struck.

The end is coming.