Chapter Twenty-Three: Dangdang, Dang, Dang

This weekend, Yang Jingxing still went to the conservatory. What embarrassed him was that He Hongchui took the initiative to find him and asked him how he wrote the variations.

Yang Jingxing could only play the version for Tao Meng to listen to, which allowed He Hongchui to teach him a lesson on the spot, talking about the chord function circle of harmonic progression, the main chord, the subordinate chord, and the genus chord...... Then let Yang Jingxing go back and continue to work hard.

He Hongchui spoke very simple and broad, and there was a lot of content, I hope Yang Jingxing has enough understanding and divergent thinking.

Etude Yang Jingxing has developed to 740, and this increase in difficulty doesn't feel anything for him. Therefore, Li Yingzhen's plan for him is to study in the composition department and the piano department, and get a double degree, although he has not yet been admitted to the school.

Hu Yiqing privately suggested that Yang Jingxing should stop wasting too much energy in cultural classes, this conservatory is almost a sure thing.

Yang Jingxing said nervously that he wanted to be an excellent high school graduate.

On Sunday night, Tao Meng asked Yang Jingxing: "Is the score really made up by yourself?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "If you ask a few more times, it won't be." ”

Tao Meng looked at Yang Jingxing with unpleasant eyes: "Stingy...... I went home and watched it, and it was a bit hard. ”

Yang Jingxing was happy: "Ha Luha, I know that the Tao is amazing." ”

Tao Meng was even more proud: "I bounced it off!"

Yang Jingxing said: "It's actually super simple. ”

Tao Meng is not ordinary, and said: "Actually, I like the theme song the most. ”

Yang Jingxing asked, "That one?"

Tao Meng thought for a moment and said, "It's the one with crazyforyou." ”

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "I can't remember." ”

Tao Meng gave up for a few seconds and was still unwilling: "It's just dangdang...... she hummed very quietly, almost inaudible.

Yang Jingxing really smiled, and it must have been a treacherous smile.

Tao Meng immediately turned his head and went to read, his left hand raised to block his head.

Yang Jingxing protested: "You hurt people's self-esteem too much, am I smiling so ugly?"

Tao Meng covered his ears with both hands.

Yang Jingxing stood up again: "Okay, I'm going to practice, let's go." ”

Tao Meng didn't move.

Yang Jingxing is really spineless: "I was wrong, I apologize." ”

Tao Meng still covered her ears and used her ass to move the chair forward with her ass effort.

At half past six in the afternoon of the 20th, Yang Jingxing called Liu Miao.

Liu Miao answered quickly: "Hey." ”

But I didn't hear Yang Jingxing speak, and after a few seconds, there was the sound of the piano, which was easy to hear, it was a birthday song.

Liu Miao is celebrating her birthday today and at dinner with her family. Wu Heyu and Liu Chiwei saw their daughter answer the phone and said a word of feed, and then they looked down at the desktop, smiling sweetly, and didn't move for two minutes, I don't know who was talking at length on the other end of the phone.

After Yang Jingxing finished playing the piano, he picked up the phone and said, "Happy birthday." ”

"Thank you. Liu Miao finally spoke up, and at the same time stood up and went back to the room, "You didn't eat...... I am home...... She went home...... There must be, not like you. ”

Yang Jingxing was sad: "Isn't this a gift for me!?"

Liu Miao's requirements are quite high: "No one can see it, and it is not sincere." ”

Yang Jingxing was angry: "It's much better than you sending a two-word text message!"

Liu Miao hehe: "Don't forget Xia Xue's." ”

"How is that possible! Hey, what is it?"

Liu Miao threatened: "I want to tell her!"

……

Wu Heyu and Liu Chiwei waited for their daughter for five minutes and asked her, "Yang Jingxing's phone?"

Liu Miao nodded.

Wu Heyu asked again: "What do you say, don't be silent for a long time." ”

"It's nothing, he plays the piano for me. ”

……

On Friday afternoon, Yang Jingxing gave Tao Meng three manuscripts, which were the piano version of "Dangdangdang". This piece is very simple for Yang Jingxing, he is relaxed, and he caters to Tao Meng's taste and skill that is not as high as he imagined.

Yang Jingxing said: "Thank you Xie Lu for helping me fulfill my dream of sharing a table with a beautiful woman in high school." ”

Tao Meng, who was embarrassed, suddenly pushed the score paper back on Yang Jingxing's table: "I don't want it." ”

Yang Jingxing lowered again: "Okay, I apologize." ”

Tao Meng looked at Yang Jingxing, a little excited, and said bitterly: "You are really at a loss sometimes, do you know the way, can't we talk like ordinary classmates?"

"Oh. Yang Jingxing nodded.

Tao Meng reached out and took the manuscript back.

On Saturday, Yang Jingxing was robbed by He Hongchui from Li Yingzhen for a morning. He Hongchui said that Yang Jingxing's re-doing of "Night Rain Variations" this week is remarkable, but it is more immature and unruly.

The prelude is not good, and it is a bit noisy. The theme is thin, and the decorative music and painting are added, and it is not something that Yang Jingxing has played well. The first variation changes the theme to the left hand, which is simply ugly. The second variation is clearly an imitation of Haydn. The third variation is clearly an imitation of Mozart...... And the imitation is terrible.

In front of Yang Jingxing, He Hongchui reviewed and commented section by section, and explained the theoretical knowledge by the way, which benefited him a lot.

He Hongchui was so attentive, and Li Yingzhen was even more serious, so Yang Jingxing struggled for an afternoon on Chopin's "Waltz in C sharp minor".

Yang Jingxing was scolded for the first time: "Listen to yourself, how can you be so impetuous and sad! I see that you are impetuous!"

After the second time, he still scolded: "Octave is so contrived! Who can listen to it!"

The third time it was not much better: "This section in D major should be the gentlest part of the whole piece, how do you play it!"

Looking back, Zhang Chujia gloated at Yang Jingxing: "Strange is finally going to taste our days." ”

Hu Yiqing appeased Yang Jingxing, saying that Li Yingzhen was strict with him and asked him to withstand the pressure. In fact, Yang Jingxing has already played very well, young man, playing that kind of tune, it seems to be a little exaggerated, what's the big deal.

On Sunday, the twenty-first day of the ninth lunar month, frost fell, and the weather was gloomy, not only cold, but also a little cold. The autumn wind blows, and the fallen leaves are colorful.

In the morning, when he was resting on the balcony on the second floor of the north building of the Conservatory of Music, Yang Jingxing could hear the sound of music coming down from above and the sound of girls talking. can be sure that it is 306, and it is practicing a tune that Yang Jingxing has never heard.

This song is very soft and quiet, which is completely different from "Contra". The flute, dulcimer, electronic organ and pipa play the leading roles, and several voices blend well and are particularly comfortable to listen to.

Seeing Yang Jingxing standing there motionless thinking about life, Li Yingzhen didn't urge him to hurry up and come back to practice. This kid has been a bit impetuous. Li Yingzhen regretted that she was too anxious to praise his talent like that, and she shouldn't have let him have to study composition so early. Maybe he really needs to rest and calm down.

After listening to the performance upstairs, Yang Jingxing went back to the house, sat down in front of the piano, and played the song he had just listened to without groping.

Li Yingzhen didn't interrupt, because Yang Jingxing played very well and was very devoted. Yang Jingxing also played very simply, without pretending to be clever and engaging in a bunch of ornaments and complex chords.

After Yang Jingxing finished playing, he sat there in a daze. A female voice came from upstairs: "Hey, downstairs." ”

Yang Jingxing didn't bother to talk about it, and after resting for two minutes, he played "Waltz in C sharp minor" again.

Hu Yiqing and Zhang Chujia didn't dare to comment, they both looked at Li Yingzhen. Li Yingzhen didn't praise Yang Jingxing either, and asked, "What is your experience?"

Yang Jingxing seemed to answer the question: "The world of music is too profound and too broad, and my ideas are too naΓ―ve. ”

Li Yingzhen sighed lightly and comforted: "No matter what your idea is, as long as you work hard, you can't say it's naΓ―ve." ”

Yang Jingxing smiled: "Thank you." ”

When the three of them were having dinner together, Zhang Chujia asked Yang Jingxing: "You won't be scolded stupidly by the two of them, right?"

Yang Jingxing made an expression of congenital idiot.

Hu Yiqing smiled: "No, he is very confident." ”

Zhang Chujia also said: "Do you think I really have nothing to do, I come to accompany you every day to get hit, just to see what miracles you can create." ”

Hu Yiqing suggested: "You have a good rest for a few days, really, don't go to the piano room at night." ”

Zhang Chujia continued: "Don't be frustrated, otherwise I, a person who has been practicing the piano for more than ten years, will not be able to live...... Those who haven't written a work in their lives have also died early. ”

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "What kind of frustration, at most, is a little self-knowledge." ”

Zhang Chujia encouraged: "Come on, maybe there will be more men after 306." ”

Yang Jingxing really didn't practice the piano that night, not that practicing is equal to practicing in vain, but the progress made by this kind of practice is too easy for him, and it can be done at any time.

But looking forward to his future, will he really be able to contribute and make breakthroughs in the creation of music? He even feared that getting it too easily would limit his level.

Even if he plays all the famous songs of the world world quite well within a year, for Yang Jingxing himself, it is still equivalent to nothing. He still can't create something of his own and share it with others.

A new week begins. Tao Meng interrogated Yang Jingxing early in the morning: "You were in the city again last night?"

Yang Jingxing shook his head.

Tao Meng didn't bother to inquire carefully, and said, "I went home to play the score, it's very good." ”

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Xie Lu Xie." ”

Tao Meng glanced at Yang Jingxing and didn't say anything more.

The students around the fourth table of the second group felt that the past two days were a bit abnormal, and they were a lot quieter, and they didn't hear Tao Meng's laughter and anger, and when she and Yang Jingxing discussed the topic, the academic atmosphere was particularly strong.

In the last class on Thursday morning, Tao Meng listened to Yang Jingxing analyze an application problem, Xie Lu Xie, looked at it himself, and then asked in a low voice: "Yang Jingxing, are you angry?"

Yang Jingxing wondered: "What are you angry about?"

Tao Meng was serious: "Don't pretend, you must remember?"

Yang Jingxing said: "Oh, it's nothing if Ferrari doesn't look at it, and besides, you agreed to take me there, but I didn't take the opportunity myself." ”

Tao Meng smiled symbolically: "Here we go again...... You're not angry?"

Yang Jingxing looked at Tao Meng: "If you are talking about my way of speaking, I am not angry, do you think, if I am angry, will I still listen to you?

Tao Meng chuckled: "It's good if you're not angry, don't talk so seriously." ”

Yang Jingxing felt quite serious: "If I affect your mood, it will affect your study......"

Tao Meng reiterated: "It's not so serious!"

Yang Jingxing asked, "Do you know what is the most serious thing about the Dao?"

"What?"

Yang Jingxing was quite disappointed: "I just found that I actually have no influence." ”

"It's not so serious...... Tao Meng regretted it as soon as he said it.

Yang Jingxing was so sad that he hit his head on the table.

Tao Meng hugged his hands, buried his head, lay on the table and shook his shoulders for a while, then got up, looked at Yang Jingxing with a flushed face and said, "Then let's say okay, we are not allowed to say this in class in the future." ”

Yang Jingxing nodded.

After ringing the bell for class, the teacher walked out. Yang Jingxing jumped up and shouted to Tao Meng: "It's finally time for class, come on!"

Tao Meng buried his head again, and only got up after a while, ignored Yang Jingxing, and ran away.

On Saturday, Yang Jingxing handed over the new manuscript of "Variations on the Night Rain" to He Hongchui. He Hongchui was really surprised that Yang Jingxing had forgotten all the ideas and theories he had said last week, and this time the new draft had completely changed and become very concise.

Those ornaments and inversion chords are almost gone, leaving only a simple intro of three bars, followed by a clean and bright thematic presentation, repeated twice. I played it four times, all in a very simple way. The end ended with a long note of a major chord, clean and serene.

He Hongchui read the score for a while and then sat down in front of the piano by himself. I played it twice, and the second time was slower and smoother than the first, full of emotion. Then, he began to revise the score, changed the chords of his subordinates, and asked Yang Jingxing to play it himself.

Playing his own tunes, he may have different feelings, Yang Jingxing seems to be a bit contrived. But both professors praised him anyway.

Li Yingzhen is training Yang Jingxing's understanding of Chopin. Chopin, it's really hard to play. Many of the pieces may sound simple to beginners, but when you dig deeper, you will find that Chopin's mood is really difficult to grasp. When many people play Chopin, they always want to explode when their emotions accumulate, but Chopin has always refused to break out, which is really torturous.

Xiaoxiao's "Nocturne in E flat major" was played over and over again, almost making Yang Jingxing even doubt his playing level.

Yang Jingxing practiced all morning before he barely passed, Hu Yiqing and Zhang Chujia were tired of listening, and the two went to the side to chat, not knowing what to say, happy.

In the afternoon, it was "Nocturne in B flat minor", I don't know if Lu Dao has rich experience or Yang Jingxing prefers this song, he only played it more than ten times before he was praised by Li Yingzhen: "It's that feeling, it's very sweet, very beautiful." ”

Zhang Chujia debunked: "He likes this." ”

At night, Yang Jingxing also had to call Liu Miao Xia Xue to play "Dream Wedding". This is really a huge gap, and Liu Miao and the others can't hear that this "Dream Wedding" has the flavor of Chopin.

After listening to the piano music, Liu Miao had something to ask: "When you went to Europe during the summer vacation, did you know any foreign women?"

Yang Jingxing said: "Of course there is, don't underestimate me." ”

Liu Miao asked, "And the photos?"

Yang Jingxing's head was big: "Did you see it?"

Xia Xue said: "Listen to what Zhou Longlong said. ”

Liu Miao anxiously asked, "Why didn't you show us?"

Yang Jingxing said: "It's not good-looking. ”

Liu Miao shouted: "Your mother has used photos as a computer desktop!"

Yang Jingxing explained: "Their aesthetics are completely different. ”

Xia Xue asked, "Is Puhai cold?" It's only ten degrees here. ”

……

Entering November, there are only two weeks left before the midterm exams, and everyone wants to give their senior year a confidence, and the atmosphere is a little tense.

Tao Meng has confidence and leisure, and brought a voice recorder on Sunday night to Yang Jingxing to hear how he played "Slam Dunk".

Of course, Yang Jingxing complimented: "Easy and smooth, it means that you have a peaceful mind and are very good." ”

Tao Meng asked, "Are you definitely going to be admitted to the Conservatory of Music?"

Yang Jingxing nodded.

Tao Meng said: "I really didn't expect it. I remember when I first started high school, I saw you...... It feels very strange, not like a student at all. I thought you'd be in particular trouble. ”

Yang Jingxing shot back: "When I first looked at you, I didn't expect you to be a serious squad leader." ”

Tao Meng asked, "What do you think?"

Yang Jingxing smiled: "I thought you were a romantic, beautiful, happy and lively little girl." ”

Tao Meng sneered: "I'm sorry to disappoint you." ”

Yang Jingxing said: "What, this is called overjoyed!"

Tao Meng chuckled.

Yang Jingxing looked at Tao Meng again and was satisfied: "I compensate myself." ”

Tao Meng looked at Yang Jingxing, and after making sure that he was not embarrassed, he was angry again: "I can see from the beginning that you are annoying, and you are still there." ”

Yang Jingxing was a little overjoyed: "Don't be so cooperative." ”

Tao Meng really didn't put his left hand down for a long time, until it was time to discuss the topic.

The mid-term exam began on November 16, lasting for three days, using the framework of the college entrance examination. At the end of every exam, there are a few happy and a few worried. Yang Jingxing is neither happy nor worried.

"How do you feel?" Tao Meng asked him.

Yang Jingxing said: "I feel that you are a good tablemate. ”

Tao Meng hehe: "Don't dare to be." ”

On the evening of the 18th, Yang Jingxing called Xia Xue again, still playing a birthday song.

Xia Xue is also celebrating her birthday at home, but Liu Miao also came to accompany her and was preparing to eat. Liu Miao saw that Xia Xue didn't speak after answering the phone, so she asked, "Is it him?"

Xia Xue nodded.

Liu Miao stood up and put her ear to it: "I'll listen...... It's a little different. ”

After Yang Jingxing finished playing, he said to the phone: "Happy birthday, Miao Miao's ears are very smart." ”

Xia Xue said: "Wait a minute, I'll turn on the speakerphone." ”

Liu Miao went to close the door and asked loudly, "How did you hear me?"

Yang Jingxing said: "I held the phone in my pocket. ”

Xia Xue didn't have time to say, "Thank you, thank you...... Happy birthday in the front, and a different story in the back?"

Yang Jingxing teased: "This is called "Birthday Song Variations", I will explain it to you later." ”

Xia Xue said: "There is a fun, like a waltz. ”

Yang Jingxing asked, "What gifts did you receive?"

Xia Xue said: "Miao Miao sent it, the mobile phone chain, it looks good." ”

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