In the next few days, Su Qingjia began to observe her most important audience at the moment, Louis, and with her 2.0 vision, Su Qingjia found that she had begun to touch the old man's doorway.

She continued to improve the strength and speed of touching the keys, adding her own understanding to this simple etude, and finally ten days later, Old Louis poured the red wine from the glass in one gulp, without the usual elegant pretense of careful tasting, "Good! That's it! ”

Nima, it's been almost half a year, and finally got a "good", Su Qingjia felt that she was already in tears, she felt that she needed to thank CCTV, thank BBC, thank all kinds of TV, thank her parents, thank God and earth, thank you to the party and the country, thank you to the people, she finally passed this hurdle!

Before she could be happy, Louis ran to the bar and poured a glass of red wine, sat down on the sofa, and said the familiar words leisurely: "Come again." ”

Su Qingjia: ......

glared at Louis twice with grief and indignation, and Su Qingjia bounced the cotton again.

But with the first success, she obviously found a way, the more she played, the smoother she played, the better she played, and as the number of times Louis affirmed increased, Su Qingjia suddenly understood that what she lacked was what Louis needed to see-

Self-affection and characteristics.

This is a must for a good pianist, Su Qingjia suddenly understood Louis's teaching, he was trying to figure out the way Guò kept accumulating, so that she could find her own way, on this road, no one could help her, she had to rely on herself to find the most suitable strength, inject her own emotions.

Su Qingjia already has abundant emotions, but she still lacks a little characteristic, which needs to be accumulated, and only with the accumulation of quantity can there be a qualitative breakthrough.

But playing a piece of music for half a year has touched this threshold.

The exams at the Curtis Institute of Music came as scheduled, and Su Qingjia wrapped herself up thickly and went out with Mingling. Old man Louis had not been back the day before yesterday, and as the head of the piano department, this was the first piano department enrollment led by him, and he had to make preparations.

Philadelphia had another snowfall last night, and the temperate monsoon climate brought by the subtropical atmosphere made the winter unbearable cold, and the roofs of buildings were covered with white hats, and the city sanitation shoveled snow and sprinkled salt on the road.

A gust of cold wind came, and Su Qingjia silently shrunk her neck.

Curtis's piano room was full of people outside the admissions room, they all flew in from all over the world to take the admissions exam, most of them were ten* years old, and there were people in their twenties, they came to get undergraduate and graduate degrees from the college, but Su Qingjia also saw a few children who were no more than two years older than her.

The piano department appreciates children with extraordinary talents, but whether they can succeed is not a matter of course.

Because of the recommendation letter from the head of the piano department, Su Qingjia was exempted from the preliminary examination, of course, there are several who are exempted from the preliminary examination, and she is not considered to go through the back door.

Su Qingjia waited for almost an hour or two, and during this time, many people had been assessed, some with heavy faces, some with joy.

One of the black-haired, brown-eyed Canadian girls sat next to Su Qingjia, and when she entered, Su Qingjia cheered her on, but it backfired, and the girl ran out crying.

Su Qingjia was stuffed in her heart, so she sighed, and it didn't take long for her to arrive.

Ming Ling was waiting for her in the waiting room outside, Su Qingjia took a deep breath, stood up, walked through the long corridor to the piano room, she calmed down her mood, and then knocked on the door.

"Please come in." It was the voice of a female teacher.

Su Qingjia was still a little apprehensive, but she told herself to calm down, she must be calm.

After a simple self-introduction process, she presents her chosen repertoire to the judges.

This is the track she has been playing for half a year, and it is also the track that has been approved by Louis - "Dream of Love". Like "Bell", from the talented Liszt, although Su Qingjia finished "Bell" with a lot of strength and was recognized by Louis, but now, in front of Curtis's exam, "Bell" is obviously not suitable.

Louiston Guò considered and chose "Dream of Love" for her, this piece is not very difficult, but the important thing is the emotion in it, which few people can control well, let alone a twelve-year-old girl.

But this is obviously very suitable for Su Qingjia.

The judges all watched her every move carefully, and they all knew that this was a disciple of the chief examiner Louis, but, in the face of the rigorous selection, no matter how big Louis's business card was, he couldn't be the master.

Su Qingjia sat down at the piano and nodded to them, and Louis gave her an encouraging look.

Obviously, this master's heart is actually far from being as good as the one he usually looks out of, his eyes have become solemn, and the little apprentice's performance makes him a little expectant and a little worried.

His wrist drooped, and a melodious movement floated out between Su Qingjia's fingers.

The whole tune is affectionate and tactful, in Su Qingjia's playing, it seems to be a nightingale's singing, and the romanticism is vividly interpreted by her, which has a smart beauty.

Speaking of this piece, many people have played it, and the amateur ninth level can get started, but it is really difficult to control, the "king of the piano" Liszt put a lot of effort into composing this piece, and the speed is required to be fast, but as soon as the brilliance is not hot, the timbre will become very hard.

When Su Qingjia played the second paragraph, he added some experiences that he had seen in his previous life, and he played lightly, like a dragonfly crossing the water and clouds skimming the treetops, but there was a different kind of attachment.

At the end of the song, the judges applauded her, and she walked to the table and bowed.

Louis's eyes showed genuine joy, and it was clear that his disciple was very good, and he could be said to be the best player among all the candidates today.

The judges unanimously decided to give Su Qingjia a high score.

Su Qingjia suppressed her excitement and continued to listen to the judges' teachings and questions.

At the end, a female professor who sat in the middle but basically didn't speak asked her, "May you tell me, who were you thinking about when you played this piece?" ”

The female professor was well-maintained, but she looked fashionable in her elegant but not old-fashioned dress, and the black fur was very charming by her.

Su Qingjia was stunned, but still said, "I'm thinking about a friend of mine." ”

"Then he must like you very much." The female professor said, her eyes were reminiscing.

Su Qingjia didn't know how to answer for a while, and finally nodded blankly.

"That boy must have done many, many things for you, I can hear it in the sound of your piano." The female professor stroked her curly hair, full of charm, "You are really a lucky girl, but I hope you are a smart girl." ”

Although Su Qingjia was still at a loss, she still thanked the professor: "Thank you, I think time will tell." ”

The female professor nodded, stopped talking, and greeted the examiner, and finished asking herself.

Luis said, "Bella, now on behalf of the Curtis Piano Department, I welcome you. Congratulations! "Old gentleman Louis's English is an authentic London accent, and it is exceptionally elegant in a group of American pronunciations.

With joy and a touch of doubt, Su Qingjia thanked the judges.

Walking out of the piano room, Su Qingjia returned to the apartment with Mingling.

Mingling was in a good mood, and hurriedly packed up his things to prepare for a good celebration in the evening, and was busy in the kitchen, Su Qingjia saw that he couldn't help much, so he went back to the room.

She flipped through the book in her hand, which she had been reading all this time.

In fact, she has watched it three or four times, but she still enjoys it.

The photograph that Carlos had given her was sandwiched between her in the book.

The black and white colors are still contrasting, the young porcelain white skin is still as green as a young sapling, and the black tattoos are particularly eye-catching.

Su Qingjia traced it carefully with his hands many times.

From the moment she left Barcelona, when she played "Dream of Love", she would unconsciously think of Carlos, of his blond hair, of his blue-gray eyes, of his honey-filled dimples, of his twinkling ears.

She has been forcing herself to ignore the boy's feelings, but in the face of the tattoo that penetrates deep into the skin, Su Qingjia found that she really can't do it, the young man's words are so real, so real that she can't speak, and tears keep falling.

The guilt and strong shock in her heart made her pour all her love into the sound of the piano.

"Dream of Love" is based on "Let's Love" by Freirigrart, and the whole poem is written like this-

"I have died / before the doubts of love / by its hands / buried deep here / by its deep kiss / let me wake up / I have seen heaven in its eyes / "

Although Su Qingjia told himself, you will not be suitable for this teenager, you are almost thirty years old, twenty-six years in your previous life plus four years in this life, such a teenager will not have a good result with you.

But on the other hand, there was another voice in her heart telling her, why not? Carlos is so good, he loves you so much, why can't you love him? You're two years younger than him.

Su Qingjia fell into unprecedented confusion.

The words that the female professor said to her made her heart begin to tilt to the side, "You are such a lucky girl, but I hope you are even more of a smart girl".

Will her choice be the smart one?

*

Carlos would have heard a little bit about Bella from Director Lexach, and while he would have liked to call her and ask her in person, he admits that he was a coward.

In the afternoon, he started painting again. Lexage told him that Bella had successfully enrolled in the Curtis Institute of Music, and although he didn't know where it was, he thought that the school he could get Bella to go to must be very good.

Thinking about it, he began to sketch in his sketchbook.

When the sun was setting, it was already late at night on the distant shore, and Carlos said to the girl who was playing the piano in the drawing book: "Bella, I wish you a good dream." ”