Qin Jian really went to the toilet, but he really didn't know how to answer He Jing's question.

When he came back from participating in the competition in the Haiyuan, he did have less contact with He Jing, if you want to say that he was busy, he was not busy to this point, but sometimes he suddenly remembered it when he practiced the piano during the day, and he forgot it when he returned to the dormitory at night.

However, Qin Jian didn't explain how hard he practiced and how tired he was when he returned to the dormitory.

After Qin Jian returned to the dormitory, the sister and brother chatted for a while, and He Jing urged Qin Jian to go to bed quickly at 00:15 Beijing time.

Jing: Alright, go to sleep, prepare the music for the concert, and don't fall down when the time comes

Let it go: No, no, won't you, sister, will you come back for the New Year?

Jing: It depends, not necessarily

Let it go: okay okay, then you also pay more attention to your body, good night

Jing: Good night

...

Putting down the phone, He Jing continued to eat lunch.

It's a good day.

It's been a long time since Rochester has seen a clear sky.

After the meal, He Jing left the apartment and walked towards the Qungao building across the street, today she is not the teacher of the ICM piano training institution He.

Today she is just a master's student who needs to take piano classes.

Coming to the small piano room on the second floor of the Eastman Eastman Conservatory of Music, He Jing pushed open the wooden door of the piano room where her daily classes were held, and her tutor Di Lange seemed to have been waiting for a long time, and the score on the piano had been arranged for her.

Seeing her come in, Duranger smiled kindly.

"Ho. ”

"Teacher Di Lange. ”

After a brief greeting between the two teachers, Di Lange put down the sheet music in his hand, "Then let's get started." He spread out his palms and made a gesture of please, towards the piano.

He Jing nodded, took off her scarf and sat down in front of the piano.

Rubbing her cold and somewhat red hands, for a moment, she raised her head slightly, she had already memorized the score, and she didn't need to look at the sheet music in front of her, and directly put her hands on the keyboard.

Hold your breath and concentrate.

Suddenly.

Her hands snapped down on a heavy set of chords.

In the blink of an eye, another chord was sacrificed when the fingers of the hand table fell.

Two chords kick off the music.

Next, the familiar theme melody resounded throughout the room.

When He Jing played the first variation, Di Langa walked to the piano, "He, pay attention to control your expression, you are too serious." ”

He Jing slightly stretched her masseter muscle downwards when she heard the sound, trying to make her expression look softer, but at this moment, her left hand hesitated slightly for a moment.

It's just that the rhythm is light for a moment. He Jing took the initiative to stop and showed an apologetic expression, "I'm sorry Teacher Di Lange." ”

"It's okay. Dulanger shook his head and smiled, "If you really can't correct it, don't force yourself." ”

He Jing is very ashamed of this, the problem of expression management has been corrected countless times by her teacher since she got this work.

It was the first time since she was a child that she had been repeatedly revised on an issue, and she hadn't changed it yet.

"Hey. ”

He Jing sighed in his heart and started to bounce from the beginning.

Diranger also returned to his chair and no longer looked at He Jing's expression, and he also wondered why he, a student, couldn't manage his expression well over this work.

Maybe it's because she doesn't have a band yet, Duranger thought.

Soon, less than half an hour passed.

As He Jing drops the last chord, the whole piece ends.

Duranger clapped his hands in affirmation.

"He, tomorrow afternoon, can you join the band? I think some of the problems may not come to the fore until we join the band. ”

"But I can't fault anything until then, congratulations. ”

In the face of such praise, He Jing felt a little ashamed, after all, just the first time she made a mistake on the issue of expression management, which led to the forced termination of the music.

As if seeing He Jing's thoughts, the kind old man patted He Jing's shoulder: "Forget all the questions we said about expressions, from today onwards, you only have to play according to your own expressions." ”

After a pause, "Maybe I'm wrong." ”

He Jing looked at her teacher gratefully, she knew that the teacher's words were just to comfort her: "Thank you." ”

Dulange waved his hand, "Okay, this topic is over, you can take a look at this, Ho." As he spoke, he handed He Jing a form.

He Jing picked it up and glanced at it, nodded unconsciously, and after a while, when her gaze fell to the end, her intuition was incredible.

On the table is the list of concert repertoire of the Academy for the workshop of Rachmaninoff's works, and she sees her name behind the performer of the last piece of the repertoire.

The same finale, the same track that made her unable to manage her expressions.

She didn't know how to describe how she was feeling at the moment.

This...

He Jing raised her head differently and looked at Di Lange as if she was asking something.

"If you decide to participate in this event, then you can only follow my list of works to complete the concert performance at that time." ”

After a moment, he added: "Of course, you can stay here and continue your work with peace of mind, and Morrow mentioned you to me on the phone, and he appreciates your work at ICM." ”

It was only about a second before He Jing nodded.

Di Lang looked at He Jing's smile, he felt that he knew what the other party ordered, "Then see you at the concert hall at half past two tomorrow afternoon?"

"Thank you, Mr. Dulange. ”

He Jing bowed deeply.

She had already decided to participate in this event about an hour ago, and if Qin Jian didn't say that she missed her, maybe she would use the month after Christmas to continue working hard and try to save another sum of money in the new year, but the plan often didn't matter as much as someone's words.

Who knows if he really wants to talk about it, but no matter what, He Jing made a decision the moment he put down the phone.

It's just that he didn't think that his teacher would hand over the finale position that symbolizes the façade to him, and He Jing felt that there were many people in the whole team who were more qualified to sit in that position than himself.

However, He Jing's temperament has always been unyielding.

"Rest assured, I will continue to work hard. ”

Di Lang nodded with satisfaction: "For you, I have always been relieved. ”

The teacher and student negotiated again about the issue of rehearsing with the band for a while, and the class ended.

"Goodbye, Mr. Dulange. ”

He Jing put on her scarf and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute, Ho. Di Lange stopped He Jing, "If you don't mind." ”

"I wish I had your name on my guest list for Christmas. ”

"You know, Paul has been talking to me a lot about this lately. ”

The old man's expression was still so kind, so kind that He Jing couldn't bear to refuse.

But.

He Jing smiled, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dilange. ”

With that, she left the piano room.

Dulanger shrugged helplessly as he looked at the empty door frame, there were some things he couldn't do.

His mind returned to tomorrow's rehearsal, and his eyes couldn't help but return to the score on the piano.

‘RhapsodyonaThemeofPaganini’

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07:31:46Paragraph Paragraph Paragraph: Paganini Theme Rhapsody!

Qin Jian saw this information as soon as he opened his eyes in the morning, and he suddenly reacted at the moment and slapped his head.

"What the hell..."

00:21:34Let it go: By the way, Duan Ran, pull five yes?

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07:32:02Let it go: Uh-huh, you know