Chapter 268: Pre-Race Preparations
"Dad, the first qualifier is two weeks later, if I can get first place, I can go straight to the finals."
Gong Hai was full of confidence, eating ice cream exactly like a twelve-year-old child, and when he sat next to the piano and played, he couldn't tell his age at all.
After eating the ice cream, Mu Chun asked again, "Do you want to eat anything?" ”
Gong Hai shook his head, "Don't, Dad, you forgot again, eating too much affects the efficiency of practice, and I will never eat too much." ”
"Okay, Xiaohai is right about everything."
Mu Chun walked in front, Xiao Hai walked behind, and when he passed the station, Mu Chun stopped, "What else did your Uncle Ding Jiajun tell you?" Did it make you go home early? ”
Gong Hai thought about it, Ding Jiajun seemed to have said something like this, but it was still early, and he still wanted to practice.
So Gong Hai pulled Mu Chun's sleeve, "Dad, I have to practice the piano for a while, if I don't get the first place in the first qualifier, I will also practice the repertoire of the second qualifier, and I will practice the repertoire of the second qualifier in the afternoon." ”
"Well, it's all up to the kids." Mu Chun gently patted Xiao Hai on the shoulder, and bought orange juice and yogurt at the convenience store, Xiao Hai could give him food when he was hungry in the afternoon.
Chu Sisi and Liu Dan discussed the case for a day, and also listened to the sound of the piano for a day, although it is separated by a wall, but the sound insulation of the hospital can't block the sound of a piano at all, fortunately, today is Saturday, and there are no patients in the hospital in the afternoon.
Liu lightly persuaded Chu Sisi and said, "As long as there are people, there will be gossip, Sister Sisi don't have to be distracted, just wait for the end of the work to stabilize Dr. Mu." ”
Chu Sisi nodded, in fact, there was no other way to think of anything other than this.
Mu Chun sent Gong Hai to the subway station and gave Gong Hai his scarf, "It's windy in the evening, remember not to practice too late when you go home at night." ”
Gong Hai's eyes were a little red, and he didn't know if he had been practicing the piano for a long time or if he wanted to be separated from Mu Chun. So Mu Chun helped Gong Hai wrap the scarf and said gently: "Okay, go back quickly, otherwise you won't have time to practice." ”
"Okay, Dad."
Gong Hai walked down the steps leading to the subway station and turned back twice, Mu Chun waited until he completely disappeared into the subway passage before wrapping up his dark gray woolen coat and returning to Huayuanqiao Hospital.
Waiting for him was naturally Chu Sisi's puzzled face and Liu faintly gushing.
"Teacher, you've been practicing piano with him for a day?" Chu Sisi couldn't help but ask first.
Liu nodded lightly, "Yes, the teacher really practiced with this kid for a day." ”
"Liu Dan said that this is your son" Chu Sisi's voice suddenly became very soft, it was obviously impossible, she was afraid that it was true.
"Ah, it's my son."
Mu Chun replied calmly.
"What? Wait, teacher, what do you say? ”
Chu Sisi was surprised.
Liu faintly held his stomach and laughed wildly.
"Let me say, it's Dr. Mu's child, a piano prodigy, it's hidden deeper than oil, Dr. Mu, are there any secrets we don't know? God, Dr. Mu Chun has a son who is in middle school, if this matter is known by Sister Tian Tian, I don't know what the world will become. ”
Liu Dan was a little overexcited, but Mu Chun didn't talk about him, and let him play freely.
After a busy day's work, Bai Lu finally had time to sit at the piano and prepare for the first pre-selection of the repertoire, she wanted to discuss with He Ping what song to choose, so she picked up her phone and put it down.
A sense of frustration pervades the whole body, followed by a rapid heartbeat and chest pain.
How can there be chest pain.
may have been a little tired recently, and after the college joint performance, it was a substitute teacher, which inexplicably increased the workload.
Before I fully entered the preparation of the repertoire, I was already so tired, and I still had a month to go.
Bai Lu looked at all the current work arrangements of the school, and the most troublesome thing was the ice performance at the end of the year.
This performance actually has to cooperate with sports stars, Bai Lu drew a few crosses on the work schedule and drew a string of question marks next to the forks.
In the dead of night, she began to study the repertoire of the first qualifier, the first movement of Mozart's Piano Sonata No. 12 in F major, K.332, and originally wanted to choose one of Bach's "Twelve Equal Temperaments", but I don't know whether to lose my temper with herself or think that this competition is basically her last professional piano competition. If you still play the song you want to play, you should play it for yourself.
From the point of view of the rules, the first place in the first qualifier can directly enter the finals, the gold content of this first place is really very high, although it does not involve prize money and does not affect the final results, but it is more than half a month more than other players can practice the final repertoire, which is undoubtedly a very, very big advantage.
The final will be played with an orchestra and will be much more difficult than the previous two qualifiers.
However, for Bai Lu, the cooperation with the orchestra is not too worrying about the part she is not worried about, and Bai Lu, who grew up with the orchestra, is worried about the first two qualifiers.
The first should be that there is no chance, and this Mozart repertoire is not particularly proficient in itself, but I suddenly feel that I like this piece very much.
If you don't get a good ranking in the first qualifier, it should be considered a good warm-up, and there should be no problem in advancing to the second qualifier, and the second round will require three tracks, Bai Lu not only has an uncomfortable heart position, but also has a pain like his head is starting to crack.
She got up and went to the refrigerator to take out a can of Coke, and just as she was about to stand up, her heart beating faster and faster.
If this continues, the repertoire of the second qualifier will not be decided.
At nine o'clock in the evening, Bai Lu fell asleep on the table, and woke up hungry and nauseous in her stomach.
Walking to the square downstairs of the school, Bai Lu had only one thought, I really wanted to have a drink and then sleep well.
Anyway, it's a person back home.
The aroma of octopus balls on the side of the road was fragrant, blowing the cool breeze of the night, Bai Lu felt that the nausea gradually dissipated a lot, and saw a group of people who had just finished running at night queuing up in front of the octopus balls stall to chat.
The group looked to be of all ages, running in the cold wind on December nights in shorts and short sleeves, and after the run, the men and women had a late-night snack together.
I don't know what the value of running like this is.
"Chu Shenming, how much weight have you lost recently?"
I only heard one man say to another man named Chu Shenming.
"I've lost 8 pounds in the past two months, mainly because I feel very good now, and many of my previous problems don't seem to be gone."