It has only been a few days since the beginning of the third year of high school, and the students feel that the atmosphere is very different from before. The classrooms between classes are no longer so noisy, there is no rush to the cafeteria after school, no one secretly turns on their mobile phones to text during class, and the evening study hall is almost full.

On Friday afternoon, Hu Yiqing didn't come to give Yang Jingxing a lesson because she was going back to the city to see her parents. At eight o'clock, Ren Chuyu and Li Ya, who had finished self-study, came to the piano room to inquire and see how Yang Jingxing's piano practice was. Ren Chuyu also brought snacks to share with Yang Jingxing, but asked Yang Jingxing to play two small songs in return. Ren Chuyu also played two songs herself, but she was more dishful than Yang Jingxing.

On Saturday morning, Yang Jingxing received a call from Hu Yiqing, asking him if he wanted to enroll in a cram school to study music theory, and said that some cram schools were run by teachers from the Conservatory of Music, which would be very helpful for the exam.

Yang Jingxing still said that he already had a good teacher and didn't want to do more. Hu Yiqing said that she knew a friend who helped her professor run a class, and she could ask for some study exam materials. Yang Jingxing thanked again.

Yang Jingxing prepared dry food, entered the piano room at 7 o'clock in the morning, and never left except for going to the toilet. If you can't practice ten fingers, I'm really sorry for CERN.

During class, Yang Jingxing's unintentional pen movement could make Tao Meng stunned. But the piano is a piano after all, even if it is 599, it is much more difficult to practice well than to turn the gel pen in your hand dazzlingly.

At about three o'clock, a group of people suddenly came to the piano room, about a dozen. Yang Jingxing knew two, one was the director of the music department, and the other was the vice president. A twelve or thirteen-year-old girl seems to be the protagonist, and there are two white foreigners, a man and a woman.

The group of people all looked at Yang Jingxing, and it was obvious that he shouldn't be here. Although the air conditioner was turned on in the room, Yang Jingxing was still sweating. The white shirt and black pants were also soaked with sweat, and they were wet and dry, and now you can clearly see a lot of salt stains. There was still uneaten bread and water on the chair next to him.

The director of the teaching and research department asked Yang Jingxing: "Didn't you say that you would use it at night? Zhou Hanhui is going to participate in the interview of the Juliet Conservatory, go quickly!"

Zhou Hanhui is obviously that little girl, she must be from Shangpu Junior High School. The little girl looked at Yang Jingxing with a not very friendly look, as if her things had been robbed. And behind her should be his parents, her father has a small video camera in his hand, and her mother's bag should be able to buy a good piano, why bother here.

Yang Jingxing hurriedly packed up his things, and quickly wiped the keys and stools, preparing to escape, but suddenly changed his mind: "I'm sorry, can I stay and have a look?"

A group of people were surprised, the little girl's father was quite friendly, and asked his daughter: "Hanhui, this brother wants to stay and cheer you on, are you willing?"

The little girl looked at Yang Jingxing again and nodded. Yang Jingxing hurriedly thanked him and ran to sit in the back seat.

Juliet's interviewer tried the piano first, and then asked Zhou Hanhui to prepare. It took half an hour to prepare, the stool was adjusted for a few minutes, drinking water, and sitting quietly...... The others sat quietly, occasionally speaking quietly.

After finally starting, Yang Jingxing heard that Zhou Hanhui was playing Beethoven's 14th Piano Sonata, and coincidentally, he tried it this morning.

I'm ashamed, look at the little girl, how well she plays, so small hands, many difficult sentences are handled very well, and one tone is right. When playing the piano, Zhou Hanhui's face vaguely had firmness and concentration that did not match his age.

Zhou Hanhui played the whole song, almost twenty minutes. After it was over, Yang Jingxing applauded alone, causing others to look at him, and he hurriedly stopped.

Zhou Hanhui was not affected, rested for two minutes, and continued to play a song by Mendelssohn, the last song Yang Jingxing didn't know what the name of the road was, but he knew that the skills of the little girl were a few grades higher than his current self.

Sure enough, Zhou Hanhui was praised by everyone. However, Zhou Hanhui seemed to have been numb by the praise, and she was not very happy, just looked at Yang Jingxing, as if she was showing off. Before she came in just now, she had already learned Yang Jingxing's piano skills outside the door.

After Zhou Hanhui's group left, Yang Jingxing sat in front of the piano again, and sat for a while before starting, also playing the moonlight sonata. This is also a fairly simple song, Yang Jingxing tries to use his accurate calculation brain and precise fingers to complete a satisfactory performance, but it is really not that easy.

In fact, Zhou Hanhui's group of people hadn't left yet, they were having a discussion in the teacher's lounge next to them, and they could vaguely hear Yang Jingxing's piano. Among this group of people, two are interviewers from Juliet, and one is Zhou Hanhui's teacher, the famous piano professor Li Yingzhen. And Zhou Hanhui's parents are obviously also experts. They listened to Yang Jingxing's piano sound, and it was really stressful.

The director of the teaching and research department decided to tell Yang Jingxing to stop making noise, but Li Yingzhen suddenly stopped him and said, "Listen, listen to him play." "Because Yang Jingxing started playing "Don Juan's Memories" again, he is really a talent.

Yang Jingxing didn't know that someone was eavesdropping, the score of "Don Juan" was written down when he was visiting the bookstore, and he felt that such a song should be very helpful to practice skills, and if there is a goal, the road ahead will be much faster. It's all difficult, so don't you need to learn the simple ones? Although this idea is wrong now, it can be used to vent. It's like a player who doesn't score a free throw can dunk a dunk. These days, Yang Jingxing has to cool up several times before leaving the piano room, and now he is quite proficient.

"Don Juan" was regarded as an etude by Yang Jingxing, and the song could not be called a song, it was a practice question. His ten fingers flew across the keyboard, and except for a few special passages, the rest of the time there was almost no prioritization, just a fast.

There are some mistones, and the tempo is almost completely out of number. But after two minutes of listening, the lounge was silent. The two foreigners occasionally raised their eyebrows, but Li Yingzhen's brows furrowed more and more, and she sat motionless. Zhou Hanhui's little girl was expressionless, occasionally turning her body and pursing her thin lips.

When the long string of minor thirds of chromatic marches and the accompaniment of the runes came in a storm, the foreigner's head was raised, and he opened his mouth and laughed silently. Li Yingzhen sighed slightly, stood up gently, walked out of the lounge, and stood at the door of the piano room next to it. The others also followed, and they all stood there listening to Yang Jingxing making noise.

Those large-span arpeggios, octave marching, reverse scales, alternating octaves...... In Yang Jingxing, it seems to be a taste, a way to deal with it, and there are many mistakes. But the graininess is still there, barely even and clear.

Zhou Hanhui's father put his arm around his daughter's shoulders and whispered, "You see, everyone has their own merits worth learning. My brother must have practiced very hard to be able to play so fast. ”

The director of the teaching and research department looked embarrassed: "This student ......" I don't know what Lu Dao said to cater to everyone's meaning.

After listening for another two minutes, Li Yingzhen pushed the door of the piano room open, and Yang Jingxing's piano sound stopped abruptly. Li Yingzhen walked in with everyone, and they all stood in front of the right side of the qin, which was quite scary. Li Yingzhen pointed at Yang Jingxing and said unceremoniously: "You continue, keep playing." As soon as he saw that Yang Jingxing was still memorizing, he said, "Start with one hundred and forty-five bars." "She is in her fifties, and she looks like a simple and ordinary person, with a kind face, but now she is a little angry.

So Yang Jingxing continued, probably feeling provoked, as if he was playing faster than before. Most of the audience looked at Yang Jingxing's hands, and Li Yingzhen's brows began to wrinkle again. After Zhou Hanhui's little girl looked at Yang Jingxing for a while, she turned her face away, looking impatient. The female foreigner is the most tolerant, with a happy smile on her face, and she listens attentively.

Li Yingzhen found out that Yang Jingxing was at least not stage frightened, and he was still playing as fast and rotten as before. After the song entered the last dozens of bars, Li Yingzhen walked two steps closer to Yang Jing, and the others also adjusted their standing posture.

A series of octaves clamped three degrees, and Yang Jingxing's fingers were rubbed against the air and became feverish. The middle-aged Caucasian man finally laughed out loud, stood on tiptoe with his hands in his trouser pockets, and shook his body, exchanging incredible glances with his female colleagues with the same expression.

It was over, Zhou Hanhui's father and two foreigners smiled and applauded Yang Jingxing. But Li Yingzhen stared at Yang Jingxing, her brows still furrowed and asked: "You kid, do you play the piano or play the piano?

Yang Jingxing hurriedly said: "The teacher hasn't taught me yet, I'm playing by myself." ”

"Play and play!?" Li Yingzhen's voice raised, "The fingering is all wrong, the most basic ones are not, what are you playing? Is four against six like you? Look at your octave hand shape, how ugly is it!?How do you swing your thumb?" What she said was the truth, Yang Jingxing relied on his extraordinary physical fitness and wide palm to reach an unusually fast and rotten accuracy, but his hand shape and fingering were really miserable in the eyes of professionals, and the sound of playing the piano was even worse.

Yang Jingxing was also pleasantly surprised: "Thank you, thank you, I will correct it." ”

Li Yingzhen looked at Yang Jingxing for a while, and then said softly: "Correct! If you practice like this, your hands will be broken!" She said to the foreigner in English with regret: "We have many gifted children, but it is because we have no opportunity to receive systematic and formal education that we waste ......"

This was suspected of slandering Shangpu, and the half-bald director of the teaching and research department hurriedly explained: "This student has just started practicing the piano recently, and our music teacher taught him, but he is not a professional piano teacher. ”

Yang Jingxing also said: "The teacher taught very well, but I didn't learn it well. ”

The female foreigner greeted Yang Jingxing first: "Hey, you played very well." ”

The male foreigner also shook hands with Yang Jingxing and agreed: "Soon, rare." When they looked at Yang Jingxing, they felt like the MVP on the court, and in the acrobatic troupe, they saw that they could throw a few basketballs in the air and keep throwing them into the hoop without dropping their hands to the ground.

Yang Jingxing smiled embarrassedly, looked at Zhou Hanhui and said, "I see that she can play so well, and I am very motivated." Then he said to the little girl: "I will work hard to keep up with you in the future, and you must also work hard, don't let me catch up with you." ”

The little girl is a little girl, Zhou Hanhui couldn't help but smile proudly, looked at Yang Jingxing and nodded.

All laughed, the atmosphere had become good, but Li Yingzhen still continued to attack Yang Jingxing: "If you continue to practice like this, it will be impossible to surpass her! If you want to learn, study hard, no matter what you do, the foundation is the most important!"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Teacher Xie Lu, I will study hard." ”

Li Yingzhen looked through a few of Yang Jingxing's books impatiently, and began to wonder how he had practiced the piano all these years, still reading music theory, worship, and playing Don Juan.

However, today's protagonist is not Yang Jingxing, so he can't waste too much time, so Li Yingzhen asked, "How tall is it?"

"Senior year. ”

Li Yingzhen asked the director of the teaching and research department again: "Didn't Mr. Chen teach?" Mr. Chen is a piano teacher at the school, a man in his forties, and he is famous.

He said that he wanted to study composition at the beginning of the school year, but he had never said it before, and his family asked not to leave the cultural class...... The teacher in their class is responsible for taking him, Xiaohu, you've seen it. Just two years after graduation, I studied music education at Quhang Conservatory of Music. "The director of the department can be regarded as a clear relationship, and he breathes a sigh of relief.

Li Yingzhen sighed lightly, put down Yang Jingxing's book, and said, "Then you can practice hard, we won't bother you." ”

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Teacher Xie Lu." ”

Li Yingzhen took two steps and turned around, handing Yang Jingxing a business card: "Take it." What's your name?"

Yang Jingxing glanced at it, and the business card said "Puhai Conservatory of Music Li Yingzhen Piano Art Studio - Professor Li Yingzhen", and bowed again: "Professor Li, my name is Yang Jingxing." ”

It seems that Yang Jingxing still doesn't know that he is famous, so Li Yingzhen left with everyone, and explained to Yang Jingxing before leaving: "It's not playing the piano, it's playing music!"

This is Yang Jingxing's biggest problem, but it is too early to say that this problem is not solved until those basic problems are solved.

After dinner, Yang Jingxing went back to the piano room to continue. At eight o'clock, Hu Yiqing came, bringing a new hairstyle and some preparation materials. Yang Jingxing flattered Hu Yiqing's hair was good-looking, Hu Yiqing didn't care too much, and began to talk about business.

In the first exam, you will be tested in music theory, melody writing and song writing. Hu Yiqing said: "I asked, the writing exam will not require you to write good works, it just depends on whether you know the basic writing knowledge of the Tao, that is, you need a certain foundation of harmony and chords, I also read the syllabus of the music theory exam, which is much more demanding than we were at that time, you have to pay attention." Next time, I'll bring a few more sets of exam questions over and we'll take a look. ”

Yang Jingxing asked, "Teacher Hu, are you free tomorrow?"

Hu Yiqing said: "Yes, we can start practicing in the morning. ”

Yang Jingxing said: "No, I want to invite you to dinner." ”

Hu Yiqing smiled: "No need...... Let's talk about it when you get in. The re-examination is mainly to test harmony, mainly the natural sound system, and you may not have seen it. There is also ear training, which may not be difficult for you...... The piano is much more demanding than ours, at least 299 ......" Listening to the tone, she was also very anxious.

Yang Jingxing said: "In order to invite you to dinner, I will also fight." ”

Hu Yiqing's mind is all on work: "Let's redraw the plan, don't rest on weekends in the future, okay?"

Yang Jingxing said: "I'm really embarrassed. ”

Hu Yiqing shook his head: "Your main teacher is much harder than me. ”

After drawing up the study and preparation plan, Yang Jingxing continued to practice the piano, which has always been the basic fingering, and no longer blindly challenged the difficulty. Hu Yiqing instructed Yang Jingxing to read books and prepare for classes by himself, and went to the teacher's lounge to help Yang Jingxing pour water twice.

At ten o'clock, Hu Yiqing asked Yang Jingxing to stop practicing, asked him what he had learned about music theory, and then tested Yang Jingxing to see if his self-study had passed.

It turns out that Yang Jingxing has no problem reading music and intervals, and the chords are still in the understanding stage. So Hu Yiqing began to teach Yang Jingxing chord knowledge in combination with the piano, first the in-situ chords, Yang Jingxing was able to draw inferences from one another, and it only took ten minutes to play all kinds of three chords and seven chords.

Hu Yiqing looked at Yang Jingxing enviously: "Sometimes I think you are really smart." ”

Yang Jingxing panicked: "Most of the time it's stupid?"

Hu Yiqing smiled: "That's not what it means. ”

After the exam for a while, Hu Yiqing began to teach Yang Jingxing to turn the chords again. Hu Yiqing's music theory is obviously much stronger than her piano, and the rules are clear, the focus is clear, and the head is the way.

Hu Yiqing thought that Yang Jingxing would have a big head, but this guy could also hear the words, and kept nodding his head to show that he understood. It only took more than half an hour for Yang Jingxing to finish learning the basics of chords!

But Hu Yiqing didn't believe in genius, so he let Yang Jingxing continue to play and consolidate his practice. Yang Jingxing was very cooperative, and after practicing, he even tried to add some melody by himself.

It was past eleven o'clock, and Yang Jingxing asked Hu Yiqing to rest. Hu Yiqing looked at her watch: "It's late, let's go...... Bring your stuff with you, someone is going to clean it in the morning. ”

Yang Jingxing said: "I'll send you, and I'll come back later." ”

Hu Yiqing was speechless: "Who wants you to send it, you have to have a good rest, you can only have energy during the day, and you can't sleep so late every day." ”

Yang Jingxing said that he was very energetic, and said: "You are accompanying me until so late, if you let you go back alone, I am really embarrassed...... It's not just because I think you're pretty, it's dangerous. ”

Hu Yiqing looked at Yang Jingxing in surprise, and only after a few seconds did he raise his voice to pick up the majesty of the teacher: "In the school, what is the danger...... Let's go for a walk and get moving. ”

Because it is time to turn off the lights in the dormitory, many street lights in the school have been turned off, and only some main intersections have headlights, and the light is still quite dim.

Because Hu Yiqing studied at the university in Quhang, the two naturally talked about it. Quhang Conservatory of Music is much worse than Puhai Conservatory of Music, but the city is still quite good.

Hearing that Yang Jingxing's home is Jiuchun's, Hu Yiqing was pleasantly surprised to say that he had gone to Yingshan to play during college, and he still remembered that the water in Qingying Reservoir was clean.

Yang Jingxing said: "It's also very clean now, and on behalf of the people of Jiuchun, you are welcome to play at any time." ”

Hu Yiqing said: "My classmate's name is Bai Yue, and her parents are both high school teachers from yours, so I don't know if you know each other." ”

Yang Jingxing didn't know him, so Hu Yiqing continued: "Bai Yue is now in graduate school, and she is about to graduate." ”

Yang Jingxing was grateful: "It's good that you didn't read it, otherwise I wouldn't have been so lucky." ”

Hu Yiqing smiled: "I suddenly feel stressed these days, I really look like a teacher." ”

Yang Jingxing patted his ass: "You have always been an excellent teacher!"

Hu Yiqing looked at Yang Jingxing: "What were you playing with when I was in class before, either texting or reading idle books!"

Yang Jingxing said: "Well, you still haven't done a good job, and you haven't criticized and corrected me in time." ”

Hu Yiqing smiled: "Then I will criticize you more in the future." ”

"Xie Lu, Teacher Xie Hu!"

After walking for ten minutes, it was only one or two hundred meters away from the teacher's dormitory, Hu Yiqing asked Yang Jingxing to go back and asked, "What time can you get up tomorrow?"

Yang Jingxing said: "It's one o'clock in the afternoon." ”

Hu Yiqing criticized: "It's better to go to bed early and get up early, this bad habit must be broken." ”