For the rest of the day, the whole living room never stopped.

Qin Gang was called up by Qin Jian's piano sound.

Qin Jian also once again showed Qin Gang one of the necessary qualities of a professional pianist - accurate audition.

In Qin Gang's ears, every piece of folk music that Qin Jian played just now seemed to be carefully practiced, but in fact, Qin Jian played it for the first time.

While paying attention to the details in the score, he played and communicated with Qin Gang from time to time.

"Dad, what do you think of this tune?"

"I sound good. Qin Gang held the teapot and crossed Erlang's legs on the sofa and shook his head to the music.

After a while.

"Dad, what about this one?"

"It's good, too. ”

After another moment.

"Dad, this one is pretty good, isn't it?"

"Okay. ”

“...”

Later, Qin Jian didn't ask anymore.

In the end, Fang Xuehua gave Qin Jian an idea, "If you want me to say that jasmine just now, it's good, who hasn't heard of jasmine." ”

As he spoke, he sang two sentences, "What a beautiful jasmine~~"

As soon as he heard his mother sing it, Qin Jian didn't hesitate, plus he also preferred this kind of tune that the public is familiar with, so that even after he made a certain adaptation, everyone could still hear it, and everyone was interested in continuing to listen to it, after all, it was a people's stage.

After settling on Jasmine, Qin Jian made a drastic adaptation of the old dean's original score.

Adapting a solo piano piece of less than 5 minutes into a new 7-minute piano piece in the form of a duet is no easy task.

There was obviously not enough time in one morning, but Qin Jian had already put in it and couldn't pull it out, and he didn't want to interrupt his hard-won inspiration.

So the original plan for him to drive to his grandfather's house became Qin Gang's drive again.

Qin Jian sat in the co-pilot, sometimes writing and drawing, sometimes muttering to himself and chanting two tunes.

It's the same when I get to the old man's house.

Fang Lao and his family hadn't seen their grandson for more than half a year, so they naturally prepared a table of meals at noon.

It's just that Qin Jian, his grandfather, and grandfather just said a few words, and then carried the bag to the desk in the bedroom and got busy.

Before entering the door, he left a sentence, "Grandpa, you will eat first in a while, I still have some work to deal with." "Qin Jian doesn't want to do this either, but there are some things that it just rushes by.

Qin Gang was a little embarrassed by this, but his father-in-law affirmed Qin Jian's spirit, "Young people just have this attitude of work and study." ”

"There's no hurry, I'll wait. ”

Seeing that the old man had spoken, Qin Gang didn't make an expression, in fact, he was still a little happy in his heart, how could a father not want to see his children work hard.

But that said, the wait was nearly an hour.

When Qin Jian pushed the door out again, several adults in the living room were waiting.

Old Man Fang looked at Qin Jian and smiled, and said heartily: "Qin Jian, is the work done?"

It could be seen that Qin Jian still had some joy on his face, but he still said apologetically: "Okay, grandpa." ”

"That's good, then let's have dinner!" Old Man Fang ordered everyone to move, he raised his hand and beckoned Qin Jian to sit beside him, "Come, tell me about your trip to Moscow." ”

As a volunteer for the construction of the old third line, Fang Yankai has personally experienced two important stages of China's industrial development, and witnessed the era of the former Russia-aided construction.

During the meal, Qin Jian recounted in detail what he saw and heard in Moscow, the white doves on Red Square, the nameless tombstones on Revolution Square, the artistic subway station, and so on.

The old man listened happily, and sang a piece of cranberry blossoms for a table of people halfway.

The old man said that the song was given to their young technicians by a Russian engineer in the workshop, and it tells the story of a girl who has a crush on a teenager.

Qin Jian wrote down the feeling when the old man sang, and the beauty that has been precipitated over the years is rare today.

After the meal, Qin Jian took the initiative to ask to wash the dishes, but the family didn't let his hands get a drop on it. 軒軒書

"Not really, Mom. ”

Next to the kitchen sink, Qin Jian felt that it was a bit of a fuss.

"Okay, okay, go and accompany your grandfather, we should leave as soon as we get back." ”

Fang Xuehua said and drove Qin Jian away.

...

At half past five in the afternoon, the family of three left and rushed to the dinner in the evening.

On the way there, Qin Jian and He Jing made a voice call.

On the phone, He Jing really had something to do with Qin Jian, about the piano teaching method that Qin Jian had mentioned to her in Moscow.

After returning to Rochester, He Jing sorted out and summarized what Qin Jian told him, and then tried to apply it to teaching, and the result was unexpected.

So she was once again noticed and valued by ICM, and then her leadership gave her a small teaching and research project, but she did not accept the assignment, she had no intention of staying here for a long time.

But she still wants to continue to study this teaching method in depth, which is why she is looking for Qin Jian.

After Qin Jian figured out the ins and outs of the matter, he didn't say much on the phone, but just said that he would send a message to the other party in two days.

He plans to take the time to cut and refine the first half of Chris's intermediate piano guide in the past two days, and provide it to He Jing as a complete first stage of ideas.

Qin Jian knew that the value of this thing was difficult to measure in the field of piano education, just like his relationship with He Jing, which could not be measured by all material things.

If this thing can play a greater value in He Jing's hands, it can be regarded as a little contribution to the cause of piano education.

What's more, Qin Jian knew that He Jing could handle this thing well.

As for the subsequent part of the pedagogy, it will depend on how the subsequent developments develop.

Of course, Qin Jian didn't dare to take out all his belongings in one go, this has nothing to do with trust, it's simple-

"Take your time and I know, uh-huh, sister, I know, I'm in a hurry, I'll sort out and think about it in the past two days, and then send you an email, uh-huh, if you have any good ideas, send it to me and let me consult. ”

"Okay, hahaha, don't worry, that's hanging, you go to sleep, uh-huh, I'll take it for Uncle Chen for you." ”

"Good night, sister. ”

In the car, Qin Gang and his wife did not inquire about the little secrets of the sister and brother, and after a while, the car drove to the place.

Kaihua Hotel is already a top consumption place in Yangcheng, a small place.

The two families of six met for a greeting first.

The theme of the next meal also basically revolved around Qin Jian.

The big boy Bai Jing sitting next to Qin Jian, like Qin Jian, is in the first year of college, majoring in computer programming, and the two of them can be regarded as playing from childhood to adulthood.

"Kangkang, you have to learn more from your brother Jian, you see that your brother has begun to develop abroad. ”

During the meal, Lao Chen's daughter-in-law said to her son.

Chen Kang responded shyly: "Yes." As he spoke, he got up and picked up a glass of drink and looked at Qin Jian, "Brother Jian, I respect you for this cup." ”

Seeing this, Qin Jian hurriedly stood up, "My own person is still so polite," he raised his glass as he spoke, and then looked at Lao Chen and his wife, "Uncle and aunt, in the future, it will be the world of computers and the Internet, and the future of Kang Kang's choice of this major is absolutely fine." ”

Listening to Qin Jian's words, Lao Chen and his wife also smiled from ear to ear, and they also picked up their cups for a while.

"Then I wish you both a bright future. ”

"Thank you, uncle and aunt. ”

"Cheers!"

"Cheers!"

...

Before the end of the dinner, Lao Chen communicated with Qin Jian about the Spring Festival Gala program, and after both parties determined a series of things, they broke up.

On the way back, Qin Jian sent a message to Fang Xiaoyu.

...

"Xiaoyu, are you free tomorrow morning?"