"Shen Qingci is going to play Chopin. ”

This was Qin Jian's first reaction subconsciously.

And when the second reaction came, he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Wow !!"

For the same first powerful chord, Qin Jian heard the volume almost the same as the one he played, but he obviously had a kind of actual effect that the other party played was greater than his own.

"The reason for the piano?"

"No way. ”

Qin Jian denied his thoughts in a moment, "The volume of an upright piano can't be stronger than that of a grand piano." ”

In my thoughts, the music is almost halfway through.

Qin Jian looked at the back and forth hands on the piano and pondered again.

If you don't look at the performer, Qin Jian can't tell whether this piece was played by Shen Qingci or Stoffe himself.

Compared with his own reproduction performance, Shen Qingci's reproduction performance has safely reached the original grandeur of Stouff in terms of overall acoustics.

Especially in the push of chords, even Qin Jian sounded that the other party still had spare strength.

"But what's the problem?"

Qin Jian thought back to what he had just played, whether it was from the touch of the keys to the angle or the strength of his arms, he had fully mobilized.

"Do you need to push harder?"

In the middle of the question, the music has stopped.

Shen Qingci turned his head to look at Qin Jian, "Did you hear clearly?"

Qin Jian nodded uncertainly.

Shen Qingci could see Qin Jian's hesitation, "It's okay, try again." ”

Qin Jian sat down in front of the piano again and began to play.

"Wow!!!——"

There was a loud noise, as if the entire oil painting on the wall was shaking.

It was only the moment the first chord fell, and his right hand only ran two sets of sixteenth notes before stopping.

The living room fell silent as soon as it fell, as if there was still a little residual sound echoing in the empty room

"It's even more wrong. Qin Jian shook his head, he turned his head and asked, "Teacher Shen, is it a problem with the color of the modulation audio?"

This time he mobilized almost eighty percent of his whole body strength, but the feeling of coming out was not at all the feeling of Stoff.

Shen Qingci replied softly: "Speaking of which, I have to remind you here that Liao Linjun's key color theory can be applied to almost all kinds of instrumental music, but you must be aware that not all performance problems can be solved in this way-

"Especially in the playing of multi-part instruments. ”

Qin Jian thought about it for a while and understood the reason, there is only one melody line in the process of playing a monophonic instrument, so after clarifying the key given by the composer, the key color can be expressed more intensively, even if the off-key and transposition will not hinder their expressiveness.

However, having only one voice is also destined to have a single voice instrument that can only tend to be flat in color depiction, and cannot achieve a three-dimensional effect.

Multi-part instruments can even play more than two voices at the same time, so that the staggered music can present a three-dimensional sense of key color, but the difficulty is much higher.

Thinking of this, Qin Jian suddenly grabbed a clue, "Three-dimensional..."

Returning to the problem he is facing now, he continues to think, "Whether it is the same volume or the second time it is greater than the other party's volume, it has not achieved the effect of the other party's performance. ”

"So it's not a matter of volume. "That's the crux of the matter.

Shen Qingci on the side lit a cigarette, and he left Qin Jian time to think.

After a long time.

Qin Jian fumbled on the piano himself, and he repeatedly tried to play the first chord, using various ways to try to achieve the performance effect of Shen Qingci.

With his repeated attempts, Shen Qingci had already finished smoking the second cigarette.

He quietly watched the young man try again and again, as if he saw his former shadow from the other party again.

The same stubbornness, the same tirelessness.

This is good.

...

After about 10 minutes, Qin Jian finally stopped by himself.

"Teacher Shen, I want to go back and think about this question tonight. "Look at the Book Pavilion

"Good. ”

Shen Qingci replied briskly, although he was a little surprised, Qin Jian didn't ask him any questions.

This made him see his former shadow from the other party.

The same stubbornness, the same tirelessness.

This is good.

...

In the next time, Qin Jian chatted about some of his recent gains, and Shen Qingci also gave his own views on some issues.

At the end of class, Shen Qingci just asked Qin Jian to continue to summarize and analyze the performance of the Polish judges according to the plan.

Before Qin Jian left, Shen Qingci suddenly said something at the door.

"Qin Jian, you have to watch carefully and listen attentively. ”

...

Out of the unit door, Qin Jian swayed on the cobblestone path of the community, thinking about the meaning of this sentence.

I feel that the other party is still reminding me of the problem I just encountered.

Look closely, listen carefully?

Qin Jian felt that he could interpret this as: what to watch and what to listen to?

"Ahh ”

A soft sigh.

"What are you looking at?"

"Listen to what?"

He muttered and repeated, and in a few moments walked out of the neighborhood.

A gust of wind blew coldly, and Qin Jian shuddered.

"If only I could go back and take a hot shower. ”

Some complained and got into the taxi, Qin Jian looked at the brightly lit community outside the window, and inadvertently remembered the idea of planning to buy a place to stay in Yanjing.

It's just that he has been busy since he came back from Haishi.

"Let's talk about it after the New Year. ”

"And the car. ”

He has long been indifferent to the concept of money, and he did not consider these issues from the perspective of asset preservation, and even the future rise in housing prices made him unable to cheer up.

From this point of view, he is by no means a good financial manager.

Compared with the issue of personal assets, he is more concerned about the two issues that haunt him at the moment.

...

Back at 309, Qin Jian patiently completed today's two-hour translation work.

It was midnight, but he didn't have the slightest desire to sleep.

Opening the suitcase, he casually pulled out a record from it.

'Beethoven String Quartet. ’

Looking at the handwriting on the album cover, "It's you." ”

The record player was temporarily placed on the idle desk under the wall of the Queen of the Night, and after the music was played, Qin Jian returned to the piano and listened quietly.

...

As the name suggests, the string quartet consists of two violins, a viola and a cello, and is the most important form of chamber music in the classical period, and it is also the most ideal, harmonious and classic combination of chamber music.

"Music is such a magical thing. ”

Qin Jian admired it in his heart, and praised the record player as a good thing, he didn't think so before.

The friendly and soothing string music makes people feel relaxed for a while.

After a while, the last bit of unhappiness blocking Qin Jian's chest disappeared.

"It's good to have problems. ”

With a long sigh, Qin Jian turned off the record player and lay down directly on the wooden bed.

"Good night. ”