() Porter Sr. didn't play a single part of anyone, he probably just said that he suddenly had nothing to say or that he should do something else, and for a European-born music historian, instinctively playing a part of Bach on the piano seemed as simple as a puff, and it was natural.

Although the sense of Baroque time is too broad, we must explore their unifying character according to the various cultural tendencies of the era.

Perhaps it was the growing power of the Counter-Reformation, the consolidation of the monarchy, or the influence of the development of science and the exploration of the earth.

In short, in terms of artistic influences, these more or less contributed to the music that emerged in the Baroque period.

Therefore, on the piano, there must be an intimate relationship between the volume of thought and the expression, just like the scene Qin Jian saw at this time.

The movements of Old Porter's hands and arms are highly consistent with the concept of the notes he plays under his ten fingers.

Qin Jian's eyes flickered, and there didn't seem to be much emotion in the music, but it didn't sound like the digital Bach that the outside world had been talking about, what he heard was the choir of the church, the horse-drawn carriage jolting on the cobblestone path, the picking festival in May, and the bonfire without modern civilization.

"It's harmony. ”

Qin Jian didn't know where all this came from in his mind, but this was something he had never thought about.

Gradually, Qin Jian seemed to feel that he was approaching a behemoth, and he had already seen a corner.

It was at this right distance that the music was heard.

"Isn't there a bravo?"

In front of the piano, Old Potter himself applauded.

"Uncle is uncle. Qin Jian chuckled and applauded.

Duan Ran's emotions were also very excited, such a Bach was also new to her.

"Any music needs to be designed, but it needs to be oriented"

Old Potter said as he buttoned down the lid of the piano and stood up, his expression suddenly becoming a little serious.

"Maybe I'm biased."

Long.

The seriousness on Old Potter's face flickered away, and a playful smile reappeared

"But I'm already on my way, Jian. ”

"Okay, I booked three tickets for the concert tonight, and we'll leave on time at seven o'clock. ”

"Now time is left to you, remember, speed and timeline. ”

......

The staircase door on the second floor was open, and only Qin Jian and the two people in front of the piano were left in the hall, listening to the sound of the glass bottle of ping-pong coming from downstairs, Qin Jian knew that the old man had returned to his essential post.

"Qin Jian. ”

"Huh?"

"I think I experienced that feeling, that kind of coordination, between tempo and voice. ”

"Tell me about it. ”

"I can't tell, let's give it a try, shall we?"

"Good. ”

Qin Jian raised his hand and placed it on the piano, and Duan Ran followed closely and placed his hands as well.

Not long after, with the momentum of Duan Ran raising his hand and dropping his fingers, the performance of the two began.

This time, the single melody belonging to Duan Ran was still going very smoothly.

But as Qin Jian's second voice entered secretly, both of them seemed to feel the collision of the two rhythms again, and they became different.

The third voice...

The fourth part...

...

Judging from the picture alone, Qin Jian's expression at the moment is flat, if you pay close attention, the ups and downs of his arms have obviously changed compared to before, and he is no longer raised and fallen.

And Duan Ran still bit his lower lip slightly, his eyes still wandering between the score and his hands. It's just that her body fluctuates a little more than before, as if it was infused with a positive emotion.

The personality of the melody of the treble voice gradually stands out, like a drop of sunshine in a gloomy minor key, exuding a lot of color.

Full of vitality.

Qin Jian didn't feel that the balance of sound was broken, and in order to make the music sound more harmonious, he lowered the volume again, but the balanced flow under Chopin's hand brought a constant flow to the bass voice without diminishing in the slightest.

Gradually, the counterpoint of the four voices became more and more blurred under the highly cohesive performance, and finally even blurred to a balanced clarity.

......

Ground floor.

Potter, who was sitting at the bar, held the bar and enjoyed the afternoon sun.

He never thought he had a Bach complex, but during the sixteen years he lived there, he always tried to find Bach's footprints in any corner of the world.

"Bach's music should not belong to any one limited time and place. ”

Gradually, Old Potter became a little sleepy, and unconsciously, under the sound of the piano from the second floor, he slowly fell asleep.

The recent period of continuous cross-border travel has made the sixty-five-year-old man feel a little tired.

.......

Time walked quietly.

Practicing over and over again, talking over and over again, everything happened in front of the piano on the second floor.

Of course, there are also arguments here, such as whether the volume of a treble vibrato should be higher or smaller, Qin Jian thinks that a little smaller will make the balance of the sound sound more balanced, while Duan Ran always insists that a bigger one will give the bass more room to adjust the motivation of the sentence.

In this process, Duan Ran's stubborn side also emerged.

However, in the end, it was won by Duan Ran's persistence, because Qin Jian felt that it would not hurt to listen to women's truths occasionally.

18:30。

"Is it over?"

"The end is over. ”

After finishing the practice, Duan Ran went directly back to the room.

Qin Jian washed his head and woke up the sleeping bartender by the way.

18:45。

On the first floor, an old man and a young man are playing haha, and Qin Jian still has some expectations about the concert he will go to in a while.

"Trust me, tonight's show will surprise you. ”

"Don't you want to refund the ticket?"

"That's hard. ”

As he spoke.

From the second floor, there was the sound of 'Dengdenden' going downstairs.

Qin Jian looked over, "......."

Judging from Duan Ran's makeup, it is obvious that it has been carefully retouched, and his facial features, which were originally full of alienation, have softened a lot at this time.

The dark green cashmere jacket is a black tight sweater, which subtly highlights the girl's unique figure, the black leggings under the light-colored high-waisted checked skirt wrap a pair of slender legs, and a pair of simple black leather shoes with a sense of campus.

Duan Ran's legs are long, this is the first time the two of them met at the Yuefu Piano Shop, Qin Jian paid special attention to it...

And this is also the first time in Qin Jian's memory that Duan Ran has worn a skirt other than a dress skirt.

There is still a hint of greenness in the maturity...

For a while, the picture is full of sense.

"Oh ~ dear Duan, you ——— tonight"

Without waiting for Old Potter to finish speaking, Qin Jian hurriedly dragged the old man who was about to move beside him: "Okay, okay, uncle, let's go." ”

Qin Jian's gaze finally avoided Duan Ran, and he picked up the old porter and walked towards the door, he still remembered the image of the old bartender shuttling among the flowers last Christmas.

Looking at the equally tall figures of an old man and a young man, Duan Ran's gaze finally fell on Qin Jian's back, and the corners of his mouth showed a hint of imperceptible cunning, and then hurriedly followed Qin Jian's side.

"Let's go!"

"Let's go!"

"Jian, can you take your arm off my neck?"

......

Outside the gates.

The taxi started slowly.