If the word 'possibility' refers to a performer's exploration of Chopin's music, the use of the word paradox here really makes Qin Jian not know from what angle to consider this whole issue.

Shen Qingci beckoned Qin Jian to come to the side of the sofa.

"Sit. ”

Then there was a 'bang' and a cigarette was lit.

"It started a long time ago. ”

"Everyone knows that Chopin grew up under the nourishment of Polish folk music, and now the so-called Mazurka, Cuyavia, and Warrior Dance are all traditional Polish dances, and the musical works he created are in the same vein as these folk dance music, so naturally there is an inseparable relationship with the internal rhythm and timing of folk music. ”

That's why there is a saying in the international piano world that if you want to play Chopin's music well, you must go to Poland to experience the spirit of this music. ”

Qin Jian nodded knowingly, but saw Shen Qingci smile and shook his head.

"This is the so-called national character of Polish music. ”

Shen Qingci first affirmed this, and then seemed to question this, "But this kind of nationality also has times when it is untenable. ”

"You know Chopin's Piano Concerto in F minor, right?"

Shen Qingci asked a joking question.

Qin Jian smiled, "Xiao Er's concerto." ”

Shen Qingci continued to ask jokingly, "What?"

"This," Qin Jian's eyes narrowed, and he hesitated slightly, how could he not know the piano goddess of war in the 70s, he was just thinking about a specific year.

Moment.

"It was supposed to be 1965, the 7th champion. Qin Jian replied.

Shen Qingci sighed: "Yes, a South American won the championship of the Chopin Competition, which caused huge public opinion at the time, you must know that in the six competitions before this, the championship trophy has been controlled by Europeans, and even the first five champions are from Poland and the Soviet Union at that time." ”

Qin Jian interjected: "The sixth is Pollini, I like his Xiao Lian. ”

Shen Qingci snorted: "From a personal point of view, I don't like the Italian style of playing, but this is not the focus of our discussion today. ”

He continued, "There's a story about Agrich and the Piano Concerto in F minor, and you should know that part of this piece uses elements of the Warrior Dance, and when Agrich went to the arena to rehearse this piece with the orchestra, she was timid, and after listening to the rehearsals of many Polish pianists, she found that she was not sure how to play, and even more nervous because there were only two days left before the final round. ”

"Later, when she said in her memoirs, 'I was very nervous, and at that moment I realized that the rhythm of these folk dances did not belong to me at all. ”

Shen Qingci paused, "This is indeed a foreign culture for her. ”

And from this point of view, I'm afraid only Poles can really understand the essence of this sense of rhythm. ”

Hearing this, Qin Jian couldn't help but speak: "But she won the championship that time!"

Shen Qingci smiled, "It's interesting, isn't it?"

"As a South American, Aglishi brought the Chopin Championship trophy out of European soil for the first time, and her move caused a great shock to the European piano world at that time. ”

It was also from that moment that the door to Polish national music was completely opened. ”

Qin Jian seemed to see from the story that the young woman with long brown hair was timid, and she was a little uncertain about stepping onto the championship throne.

It was hard for him to imagine how it took the woman two days to adjust herself to a proper state, maybe she had a flash of inspiration, or maybe she finally played her way.

But no matter what, in the end, she won the championship, and the championship is the championship.

At this moment, Qin Jian also probably understood what Shen Qingci's so-called paradox meant.

"Still. "Micro book

Just when Qin Jian was full of emotion in his heart, Shen Qingci's voice slowly sounded again.

"Ten years ago, outsiders knocked on the door. ”

Ten years ago?

Qin Jian's heart moved, and that was the fifth session.

Connecting with the context again, he suddenly thought of a person.

He looked at Shen Qingci and asked, "Are you talking about Old Dean Fu?"

Shen Qingci put away his smile and showed a rare proud expression: "Yes, although he was only the third in that session. ”

But he won the special prize for the best performance of the mazurka that the Poles have always been proud of. ”

Qin Jian knows the award for the best mazurka performance, and each Chopin competition will be divided into six special prizes for the best work.

That is to say, in the entire Fifth Chopin Competition, Mr. Fu Lao played the mazurka with his own strength to cover all the Polish style, the national dance music that the Poles are proud of. ”

For a while, an indescribable mood surged in Qin Jian's chest, he could understand why Shen Qingci had such a sense of pride just now, and he was also like this at this time.

This sense of pride made him a little enthusiastic and impulsive at the moment.

Unconsciously, for this year's competition, he felt that he needed to prepare more.

"So, in order to play Chopin's music well, you have to go to Poland and feel the spirit of this music" This seemingly golden rule was broken back then. ”

Shen Qingci sighed, "Qin Jian, I asked you to imitate a lot of the judges' performances for two original purposes, one is that I hope you can get close to Chopin through the analysis of the different interpretation processes of different pianists, this kind of proximity is only theoretical, more clearly, I hope that you can establish a bridge between yourself and Chopin's music after listening to and describing them." ”

"You have to be clear about that. ”

"I have to say that you have done a good job now, and some of the pieces you are playing today are very similar to some of them. ”

After saying this, Shen Qingci looked at Qin Jian meaningfully and reminded, "But you must not lose your way because of this, understand?"

"I know what you mean. Qin Jian replied solemnly.

Shen Qingci nodded with satisfaction, "As for the second one, it's about the sense of time in the work." ”

Qin Jian pricked up his ears, he knew that the point was coming.

But at this moment, the other party seemed to stop on purpose.

Shen Qingci said and strangled the cigarette butt to death: "But there is already a lot of content today, so let's stop here." ”

Qin Jian: ~

"As for the sense of time, we'll talk about it when you come back from Warsaw at the end of March. ”

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That's it, Qin Jian's next class is over.

After class, Shen Qingci wanted to stay with Qin Jian for dinner, and Qin Jian didn't refuse, the two men had a simple meal, and chatted about recording DV next week.

After dinner, Qin Jian took a taxi back to school.

Just like Shen Qingci said, there is a lot of content today, and Qin Jian feels that he needs to digest it well, whether it is a matter of direction or a bridge.

Hurrying back to the campus, when he passed the stone tablet engraved with the school motto again, he remembered the story of the old dean in his heart.

Unconsciously, the speed under his feet increased.