Chapter Sixty-Nine: Tuning the Piano Is Not Flirting, Concentration Is Not Enough
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At this price, you can buy a second-hand upright piano, isn't this a robbery!?
"Too expensive?"
The woman closed the notebook and somewhere found a small toolkit.
"No, no, it's not expensive, then do you have time in the near future?" Qin Jian hurriedly said.
Eight thousand is eight thousand, listening to the other party's tone just now, it may be somewhat discounted because of He Jing's relationship, and besides, adjusting such a high-end piano, judging from the identity and technology of the other party, this charge is actually not too much.
"There will definitely be no time this year, and I will go to country R after the New Year, probably around April next year. β
"You can ask your friend to bring the piano in mid-March next year. β
Qin Jian was a little puzzled again.
It's understandable that you don't have time this year, and it's understandable that you don't have time for the New Year, you can understand even if you go to country R, but you're done, why do you still have to send the piano over?
This....
"Teacher Liao, what do you mean... Don't you come to your door?"
As soon as the words came out, looking at the woman's gradually wonderful expression, Qin Jian quickly realized that there was a problem with his expression, and hurriedly changed his words: "No, no, I mean, you can only send the piano over and you can adjust it here and then move it out, right?"
"If you provide door-to-door service, it's not impossible~"
The woman took off her white coat, revealing the overalls vest inside, and hung the tool bag on her waist, looking like a professional female technician, her face that was almost tense just now changed in a blink of an eye, and she looked at Qin Jian and said gently: "Add money." β
"Ah, no, no. Qin Jian hurriedly waved his hand, he still sent the piano over honestly.
"Is there anything else wrong with that?" the woman's smile grew softer and gentle
"It's gone, it's gone. Qin Jian felt a chill in his back.
"Well, get on with your work. The woman said, turning towards a gray matte grand piano, "Come here." β
Qin Jian wiped his forehead, rubbed his stomach and followed, why didn't you ask me if I was hungry this time?
"As a professional pianist, the importance of the ear is undeniable. β
The woman sitting at the piano took off her left glove and played a note on the piano.
Then, I repeated it.
"Tell me. β
Is this going to be followed by an ear training class?
Qin Jian was happy.
Music theory, sight-singing, and ear training, these three courses are commonly known as the primary three courses in the music discipline.
Not only will the art examination be used as an examination subject, but it will also be a compulsory course for music students at university.
Among the three basic music courses, ear training is the most difficult.
Although there are many scientific methods and even ear training techniques summarized by some so-called masters that can effectively help some people with poor 'ear power' to identify some intervals and chords in the course requirements, for those who are born with a very high level of insight, they already have the prerequisites to become a professional or even professional musician.
God appreciates the meal, and if you don't accept it, you can't do it.
After all.
Music is still an art of listening.
Qin Jian didn't dare to say that he had absolute intonation, because he had never tested it in the true sense, nor had he been affirmed by any professional master.
But for the scene in front of me, it is enough.
As a musician, Qin Jian never thought that his forte was piano playing.
But for listening to the chords, or even finding an inconspicuous woodwind submelody in the background of a complex and staggered symphony, Qin Jian dared to pat his chest and assure that there was no problem.
"Big character group, B flat. β
It's impossible to be wrong.
Qin Jian stopped quietly three meters away from the sound piano,
"Huh?"
The woman was slightly surprised, according to the general academic listening process, she should first pop up the A of the international standard tone small character group, and then play other monophonic intervals and other topics after giving reference.
But just now I just talked about a note casually, and on the premise of not giving a reference to the standard tone, this kid actually heard it?
It's a little interesting, the corners of the woman's mouth raised, and this time she pressed two notes at the same time.
"Where's this?"
A set of extremely high dissonant overlapping tones sounded instantly.
"Three groups of small characters are G sharps, four groups of small characters are F sharps, and minor seventh intervals. β
As soon as Qin Jian's voice fell, the sound of the piano sounded again, this time it sounded like three notes.
"Go on. β
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"Yes, really good. β
Liao Linjun, who has always only regarded piano tuning as his only profession, deeply understands how important it is to have a good ear for this job.
Ten years of study, from the wood dehumidification room of the world-famous BΓΆsendorfer piano factory in Vienna to the hammer grinding room of the piano superstar Steinway & Sons at the Bauhan site.
Liao Linjun has witnessed too many magical moments related to the world's top lawyers.
On this blue planet, there is no shortage of virtuoso.
However, there are very few who can make piano production and tuning into art.
Yes, tuning is also an art, an art of tone, an art with a higher threshold.
"Qin Jian, have you ever considered the major issues of the university, such as..."
The woman's leaping thinking Qin Jian didn't keep up, or didn't notice it.
"The last note of that set of melodies just now, I'm really not sure if it's C or B, can you play it again?" Qin Jian frowned, and a note that couldn't go up or down lingered in his mind.
With Qin Jian's words, the woman thoughtfully poked her head into the lid, looking at the string that had not yet been tightened, and the smile between her eyebrows could no longer be hidden.
Perhaps.
The woman didn't repeat what she had just said, nor did she answer Qin Jian's question.
"Alright, let's get to work. β
......
Throughout the afternoon, Qin Jian sat in front of the piano the whole time, and whenever he played a note or a group of notes according to the woman's instructions, he had to say whether the notes were high or low, whether they were good or not.
With her own judgment, the woman kept busy under the castet.
"Is the last DOL's downside five degrees stable?"
"Steady. β
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The woman put away a small wrench, straightened up, and let out a deep sigh.
Qin Jian looked at it, and a babbling stream was flowing down the white riverbed to the mountains and rivers.
"Whew, try it. β
The woman suppressed a faint gasp, "Listen to your F minor rapse and finish it at half the tempo of your normal playing." β
Half the speed.
Qin Jian retracted his gaze, thought about half the speed, opened the panel, and flipped to the first and fourth movements of Beethoven's sonatas.
Go through the first four measures slightly.
The ring finger of his right hand moved slightly, and the music played.
It's just that the music is no longer a rush version of the fast run, more like a cheerful nursery rhyme.
What's even worse is that whenever the chord sounds, Qin Jian will feel that he has played the wrong note.
The fourth movement, which can be slowed down twice as slowly, is not so difficult in terms of difficulty.
Ruled out the possibility of playing wrong, the only thing left is the piano itself.
Qin Jian was even under the influence of the sound of the piano, and he didn't even bother to focus on guidance.
The hand shape and phrase structure that he was used to were no longer clear because of the halving of the speed, although under the guidance of the old car's demonstration and imitation, the finger traces that were leaked out of the storm still gave Qin Jian some warnings.
Hidden dangers about quick success.
At the end of a crooked piece of music, Qin Jian was a little embarrassed.
"How about it, you can play the piano yourself?"
The woman looked at Qin Jian with a playful expression, she didn't pay too much attention to the details of Qin Jian's performance, thinking that the other party's performance was substandard because of the piano.
"I tuned it?!" Qin Jian looked at the keyboard under his ten fingers with some puzzlement.
"Isn't it?Every note is adjusted according to your judgment.,And every note is also after you confirm that I change the next tone.,Have you forgotten what happened just now?Boy~"
At first glance, it seems like this, but I sound like it, and the pitch of every note seems to be OK.
"Tuning the piano, like playing the piano, can never focus on the surface of just one note. β
"We have to start with the first sound, to feel the vibrations of the strings, to find the part that is in full proportion to our own frequency, to get it through the power, this power that can be seen is like color, if you pay attention, it is in your body, in front of your eyes. β
......
Qin Jian kept echoing this passage in his mind, and he couldn't calm down in his heart for a long time.
When he came back to his senses, the woman was once again covered in a white coat.
I got up and just wanted to say something, but I saw the woman pick up the phone.
"For your sake, I'll take you with me for dinner in the evening. β
The woman typed on her phone, as if something funny had suddenly occurred to her, and an elusive smile hung on her lips.
"Just introduce a little beauty to you, speaking of which, between the two of you..."
"There's a bit of a connection. β