"Hello! How can I help you? ”

A young man who had just arrived in Mo got into a carriage with his luggage.

No one noticed that when he got in the car and pulled the suitcase, the trunk bounced up and down.

On the other side, in the room, a very thin young man practiced the piano frantically, his speed was extremely fast, but it felt very slow, which made people feel contradictory.

At this time, things like this are happening in every corner of Moxican City.

Jost's home.

It's another lukewarm, pleasant summer day.

There is only one day left before the preliminary round of the piano competition.

Jost and Klaus are also preparing for this piano competition.

Klaus practiced for half an hour, and then Jost practiced.

"I don't think I have anything to prepare, but you can practice again."

Jost has made rapid progress in the past few days under Klaus's guidance.

Jost asked, "Haven't you decided on the repertoire yet?" ”

"Let's decide when the time comes, there is no designated repertoire for this competition, I think the main thing is to look at the feeling, of course, if the technology is up to standard."

"So you can choose some songs that can show your basic skills in the front, and then you have to choose what you are best at, or the best interpretation."

"This competition is very subjective, not necessarily the most technical, but definitely the piano concerto that Tchaikovsky thinks is the most in line with what he wrote."

Jost said: "Then I don't need to practice, it's just a day anyway." ”

Klaus looked at it and said with a little disgust: "It's better to practice more, the game is different from playing now, it is possible that you will be nervous at that time, your brain will be empty, and you won't even be able to hear the sound, you can still play according to muscle memory." ”

Jost replied, "Anyway, it's not mainly up to me, I was added by the organizers later because of the small fame of the two of us." ”

Klaus placed the ball on the whirlpool in Jost's head, and then spun the ball in its original whirlwind, without bringing a single hair.

"Didn't you say it yourself, and there are a few works at the bottom of the box that you want to dedicate to Tchaikovsky and show him?"

Jost opened the iron ball on his head: "Don't spin on my skull!" ”

"My hairstyle is messed up!!"

Klaus raised his hands in surrender and said, "I didn't touch your hair, you made it yourself." ”

"Practice again."

"Remember that this is Chopin's "Winter Wind", not Beethoven, there is strength and gentleness at the same time, and it must be gentle, it is too heavy and it is not good."

"Okay, you've almost practiced "Winter Wind", it's really hard to make any progress in such a short period of time."

"Otherwise, if you play the song you said at the bottom of the box, it's so boring just to give the score, if you want to dedicate it, you can play it directly."

Jost blushed and said, "I can't play." ”

"Then you won't let me see what kind of twisting and pinching is going on."

Klaus also lamented this amazing talent, and wrote the works of that book, although they are all very simple and rough kinds, and it can be seen that there are no traces of training, and there are some good works in it. If you have undergone professional and systematic training, you are likely to become an excellent composer.

Jost ran upstairs and pulled out another notebook from his room.

There are still a lot of pages in this book that haven't been written.,And the handwriting is obviously more neat.。

Klaus flipped through a page and saw a piece called "The Maiden's Prayer."

The name is a very tender work at first glance.

"It's really well written, it's a little difficult at the front, some octaves and long arpeggios, but you should be able to do it."

Klaus took a closer look at the score and began to play it on the piano, the bright high notes almost melting into the human head. Klaus felt as if he was a praying girl in front of him.

Youth.

Chaste.

Fine.

But there is a little sorrow.

What a beautiful piece!

Babbey Klaus looked at Jost: "You wrote this?" ”

Jost replied, "Of course I wrote it!" ”

I had this melody over and over again in my head, and I had never heard it before.

"I didn't expect you to be a little public act in your heart!" Klaus quipped.

Such a delicate and girlish work, he feels that it was written by a female composer.

"This is inspiration, and you can't envy it."

Such a clean piece, simple but extremely beautiful melody, reminded him of Beethoven's "To Alice".

Although it is simple, there is a lot of room for processing, and the top pianists can play simple pieces very differently than others.

Klaus watched it again, and he liked the clean tune very much, and played it again, adding more understanding and processing.

Then he asked Jost to play it himself, and the original author would generally have a different charm and deeper understanding.

Jost flicked it again.

Klaus's face darkened as he listened, looked at the title again, and confirmed that it was "The Girl's Prayer" and not "The Girl's Bath".

"If you want to practice "Winter Wind", I don't want you to call any song Winter Wind, do you want to blow the girl away directly or hang up your clothes!"

Jost: ......

I actually practice the violin... It's not very good, though...

Klaus gave up on having Joost play his own compositions, which were relatively simple and would have exposed their shortcomings. And the piano apprentice to the virtuoso has not yet crossed the Kanchost, and it is still quite far.

"You should play "Winter Wind" and "Wild Bee Flying."

After speaking, he continued to flip through the notebook in his hand.

Page by page.

This is!

Crowston was sitting precariously.

I took a hard look at the score.

I saw that the name of the work was written in a few big characters "Little Red Riding Hood Etudes".

Then he plunged headlong into this score.

From time to time I tried it on the piano.

And then bared his teeth.

This span ......

This level of difficulty......

Etude serious...

Liszt and Chopin wrote that, but they were able to practice it themselves.

What is this going on with you?

And this is definitely not a work that can be compared with the previous tunes, and he can be sure that it was not written by Jost.

The reason is simple, not something he can write.

Genius is also to be reasonable.

So Klaus looked at Jost seriously: "Who wrote this?" ”

"I wrote it!"

Joost said categorically.

"You can't have written something like Little Red Riding Hood, you should know what I mean."

The previous works could be explained by genius, but this is obviously beyond the scope of genius.

Jost rolled his eyes and replied, "Believe it or not, have you heard of this before?" ”

"So I guess Grandpa Dalio got it from, some poor composer who didn't have the slightest fame in his life, you know a lot of people," Klaus said. ”

Jost was a little helpless: "Your imagination is really rich, I just saw some melodies suddenly appear in my head when I see the story of Little Red Riding Hood." And then it was recorded. ”

Then he took Jost to his room and pulled out a fairy tale book from the box, which was the story of Little Red Riding Hood.

The terrifying big bad wolf in the forest appeared in the picture book, with some crooked notes written next to it, and some messy essays, strong bass, weak to strong, which seemed to show the roar of the big bad wolf.

Then the picture goes to Little Red Riding Hood, with a brisk pace and a bouncing melody.

The big bad wolf hides in the jungle and snoops on Little Red Riding Cycle.

Little Red Riding Hood discovers the Big Bad Wolf.

Little Red Riding Hood is chased by wolves, running faster and faster, getting more and more nervous!

In the end, Little Red Riding Hood defeated the Big Bad Wolf, but after reading the tune, he thought that Little Red Riding Hood should have killed the Big Bad Wolf with two punches.

It's really a complete creative process!

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Note 1: The Maiden's Prayer is a piano piece composed in 1856 by the Polish pianist Badajewska.

Note 2: Little Red Riding Hood is Op. 69 of Rachmaninoff's Etude for Music and Painting, Op. 39, which is extremely difficult.

Rahe said it was a performance of Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf. But the first time I heard it, it felt like a violent Little Red Riding Hood beating up a big bad wolf. In fact, it is divided into the theme of Little Red Riding Hood and the theme of the Big Bad Wolf, so it may be more correct to open it.