Bar 93 shifts to Bb major for clarinet and French horn, giving the music a new motive.

The musicians who play both parts are all male performers, and they use their rich sound to show a sense of peace and high-pitchedness.

And the piano, which has always been rational, has gradually brightened.

It seems that the confrontation between the band and the piano has resumed.

In this interwoven melody, Sabina uses her baton to orchestrate the material elements of the second theme of the music.

An exciting piano melody unfolds one after another, the continuous bE sound is like a church bell, Qin Jian's outstretched right hand plays the chord second melody, trying to challenge the entire wind part with both hands.

This time, Sabina took the initiative to back down with the orchestra, and the volume of the entire orchestra was lowered by one level.

Immediately after that, the piano's rapid sixteenth notes become condensed melodic lines.

The unity of the sound, the coherence of the top and bottom, and the completely seamless legato is like a hand playing.

Qin Jian completed a high-speed performance of his two-handed skills here.

The difficulty of this section can only be understood by everyone who has studied this piece, Liao Linjun, as a live audience member who has heard Qin Jian play here twice, she must say that Qin Jian's control of his fingers is more mature than when he was in Moscow.

She felt that Qin Jian had understood what technology was to serve the music itself, and she heard Qin Jian's introspection here.

A pair of pear nests emerged under Liao Linjun's frame, and no teacher would be unhappy about the real growth of his students.

In just ten minutes, the first movement continues, and the story line outlined by the piano is still slowly moving forward.

He walked forward selflessly under the gaze of everyone.

Every surprise on his hands would have attracted countless eyes, but he was completely unaware of all this.

At this time, all he has in front of him is the piano, his mind is only the image of himself, and the only sound in his ears is the sound of the piano and the 'band that belongs to him for the time being'.

"Selfless playing is a noble character that belongs to the performer. ”

Among the spectators seated in the first row was a special spectator.

Ryan Giggs Hoppe is one of the most famous critics in the European classical music scene today.

The chief music critic from The English Times made a special trip today to see this concert of La San belonging to Grisbeck and his wife.

It's just that Hope never expected that it was this young man from China who appeared, as a big figure active in the classical music circle, he naturally knew which one Qin Jian was, and he also planned to write a long review for the CD recorded by the other party in collaboration with Sayev, but he gave up after the CD was unsuccessful.

So he thought he knew this young Chinese performer very well, but he felt that he was wrong at this time.

He had no idea that a man who was good at playing Mozart could interpret Rachmaninov in such a vastness.

This made him chant God in his heart, and at the same time, he re-examined Qin Jian's performance today from the perspective of a music critic.

Hope believes that Qin Jian has superb playing skills, there is no doubt about this.

Unlike those who walk into the concert hall, in Hope's eyes, the whites will have the idea that 'musicians who can go on stage are skilled performers' before they enter the concert hall.

Hope also avoids the reality that today's audience takes for granted a very high level of skill on stage.

But he is well aware that the musicians who are crowned with great skill have all kinds of subtle differences between each other, which is the pleasure that novices do not experience.

In Hopper's view, from Mozart to Chopin to Rachmaninoff, Qin Jian's fingers show a kind of non-sleek and light surface kung fu, and there is no tiresome heroism.

Especially the second point, having seen enough of those disgusting performances, Hope thinks that Qin Jian's indifferent and clear performance body movements are simply a clear stream in the greasy torrent.

When listening to a behemoth like Rasan, the third-rate listeners are listening to the momentum, the second-rate listeners are listening to the sound, and the first-class listeners are listening to the music.

Music is a high degree of unity that encompasses all the skills and ideas of the performers.

Hope found something interesting in the connection of Qin Jian's playing, and before he realized that the music had entered an extraordinarily complex passage, the problem that the composer had asked the performer was solved by Qin Jian without realizing it.

By the time Hope realized this, the passage had completely passed. The first grab

He's already planning to write in next week's music review column: 'You don't immediately realise how clever he is at tackling Rachmaninoff's challenge to the performers, and everything is transformed into sheer dexterity in his hands – his technique will make you forget about musical technique altogether.' ‘

Hope pondered, his burning gaze once again in front of the piano as the music grew more and more nervous in his ears.

"With more effort on the young people, I need to be more inspired. ”

Under the soft warm light, he could see the sweat on Qin Jian's neck, as well as the unrefined shirt collar soaked with sweat,

By this time, the bass part of the orchestra was already moving nervously in the darkness, and Sabina had to devote every part of her whole body to conducting in order to keep up with the increasingly mysterious music of the piano keys.

Eyes, arms, shoulders, sections, and even slightly moving footsteps.

She flicked her big arms, and the brass instruments immediately let out a sharp call.

At this point, the piano voice is no longer a protest or uneasiness, but a complete despair.

The struggle, the concentrated sound, the rapid down-keying speed, all of this did not seem to stop the piano from being swallowed up by the orchestra.

Moment

The whole hall seemed to slow down.

Flash.

Suddenly, the music became quieter.

The melody was like a mournful sigh, Qin Jian shook his head slightly, his eyes gradually revealed a little affection, and his hands made a coherent melody in the opposite direction.

Then another 'sigh' melody flowed from the orchestra.

The two voices respond to each other, like a goodbye, like a sad conversation.

In the end, all the 'sighs' are floating in the echo, which makes people feel a burst of heart-wrenching.

The mood in the music is a bright melancholy, a melancholy that belongs to Rachmaninov looking to the East across the sea.

The picture Qin Jian painted through music infected everyone at this moment.

The whole hall was silent in such an atmosphere.

However.

How can the drama of music end here?

Another drop of sweat hit the black tattoo.

Tattoo in

With the bass voice that gradually disappeared in his ears, the corners of Qin Jian's mouth raised slightly.

Cadenza's "cadenza passage", which had been waiting for three hundred and two bars, finally arrived.

The audience was silent, and all the audience, including the conductor and all the musicians, focused their eyes on the piano.

This moment.

The figure in front of the piano is like the absolute master of the stage.

Qin Jian ignored the sweat of his stinging eyes and closed his eyes directly.

Stop.

Raise your hand again.

"Focus on guidance. “

"Let's go. ”