After the meal, the sister and brother parted at the entrance of the Grand Theater.

Compared with the colossal symphony, Qin Jian wants to listen to a soothing solo piano concert quietly tonight.

As a special reward for the twelfth place.

Relax for the night.

Of course, regulating emotions is not the focus of his trip, to put it bluntly, it is completely aimed at the protagonist of tonight's concert.

Barenberg, as a living pianist, this old man is probably the best interpreter of Beethoven.

Although this small circle scoffed at the words 'so-and-so played by so-and-so' and so on, this did not hinder Qin Jian's thoughts in his heart, and he did not deny the Beethoven played by other musicians, but-

"Who can't have an idol?"

Standing at the entrance of the hall, looking at the poster hanging on the wall, the old man was holding the piano, and his small eyes were revealing the light of wisdom.

Qin Jian was a little happy.

With the contestant card, Qin Jian received a ticket and easily entered the main hall.

As soon as I entered the door, there was a hot feeling, which was much more soothing than the cold outside the door.

Although there were still 45 minutes before the concert began, the entire concert hall was already well occupied

At first glance, it was almost half full

9 rows of 28 seats.

Looking at the number on the ticket, Qin Jian quickly found a row of empty seats.

The viewing stage here has a great view, and although it is not in the center of the seats, you can see the whole stage in its entirety.

In addition, the front and back rows are temporarily vacant, which makes Qin Jian have to suspect that this is a position specially arranged for the relevant personnel of the game.

Flattered.

Leaning back in his chair and feeling the dry and warm air in the hall, the cozy teenager slowly pulled out his mobile phone.

"No signal..."

Looking at the upper right corner of the screen without a signal grid, Qin Jian silently loaded his mobile phone and took out the music sheet from his backpack.

Under the noisy and noisy concert hall, the young man wore headphones and held a heavy book.

......

As the minutes ticked by, there were fewer and fewer empty seats in the hall.

The boy was reading intently, not even noticing that the things around him were gradually filling up.

Even today, the concerto is a musical genre full of possibilities, and its allure is indescribable for every composer. ’

The author is probably trying to express a real composer.

Qin Jian pursed his lips and continued to look down

'I love the sound of traditional instruments, but frankly, we all know that today's performances are very different from the styles of the 18th and 19th centuries, and even the solo instrument, the piano itself, is evolving, and the skills required are not the same today, and the expressiveness of the orchestra is not the same today'

"The sound of traditional musical instruments is no longer the sound of a hundred years ago, which is the inevitable result of the development of the times"

And these changes have always led the development trend of this piano concerto..."

'At the same time, it will also mean for ......'

Broken.

Suddenly seeing the torn corner, Qin Jian was angry and anxious.

Who TM is so lacking in morality.

And what does this mean exactly?

"At the same time, it will mean a greater challenge for the piano soloist, the conductor, and even any of the concertos. ”

"If I'm not mistaken, it should be. ”

As soon as the boy took off his headphones, he heard a voice beside him, which was not fluent but unusually clear.

In astonishment, he hurriedly turned sideways, only to find that many people had sat down around.

And the voice just now came from the old man sitting next to him on the left.

The old man wore a gray fisherman's hat, a few gray stray hairs were coming out from under the brim, and a square face was wrinkled, but the whole person looked very energetic.

Seeing Qin Jian's surprised appearance, the old man hurriedly picked up his fisherman's hat and nodded slightly apologetically.

Standard Chinese pronunciation, "Sorry." ”

What a familiar face.

After Qin Jian was stunned for a short time, he fixed his eyes and searched hard in his mind.

The next second.

A name 'whoosh' flew out of my mind

"Seiji Kobayashi!"

Qin Jian was a little excited, but he still deliberately lowered his voice, "You are the commander of Xiaolin." ”

Although they often saw each other in the audio-visual materials of various concerts, even in the first two games, it was the first time that Qin Jian had such close contact.

took off his formal clothes, and the old man without makeup was indeed a lot worse than his image on the stage.

At this moment, the momentum on the command platform is completely lost, and it is completely like an ordinary old man.

"Hello. "For this old man, Qin Jian has great respect in his heart.

"You're welcome," the old man smiled, pointing to the book in Qin Jian's hand, and compared his thumb, "I never read such a book when I was young." ”

"Ahh

Qin Jian was a little confused about the way the people of the R country praised people, but he was still shocked that the old man could casually add the content of the missing pages.

One, this is a Chinese book.

Two, this is just a worn-out Chinese translation among thousands of sheet music.

Qin Jian didn't have time to react, and the old man continued: "You don't have to look at the previous part, I suggest you start with the parts of the strings, then look at the woodwinds, after you finish the percussion, then look at the brass part, and if you are interested, you can finally look at the conductor's part." ”

Qin Jian nodded while thanking him, and peeked at the author again when he closed the book.

'Occigira'

Once again, I was sure that this was not the other party's work, and I admired it even more in my heart.

This astonishing amount of sheet music, for him, is probably just a version of the rhapsody on a Paganini theme that he remembers.

With three bells ringing in the hall.

"There are still fifteen minutes before the concert starts, so please take your seats with your tickets. ”

"In order to maintain order in the venue, children under 1.2 meters are not allowed to enter"

"It will inevitably affect your enjoyment of the performance, please put your mobile phone in a silent state..."

......

“The concert ....”

The whole concert hall was filled with loudspeakers that remembered the prompts.

One old and one young sat upright.

"Every detail of Barombo's performance deserves your attention, but try not to limit yourself to a single phrase and let your ears memorize the process as fully as possible. ”

The old man stared intently at the stage, his eyes a little more bright, "Please try it." ”

It was obviously said to himself, which made Qin Jian's heart even more full of expectations for the next concert.

"Thank you for your pointers. Qin Jian also looked at the stage and said softly.

"No, no, it's just a little personal advice, it's not a pointer at all. ”“

The old man pondered for a moment, his tone full of respect: "You have a great teacher"

It's just that Qin Jian hasn't had time to react to the old man's words yet.

"Sorry, borrowed it. ”

"Sorry, borrowed it. ”

Suddenly, there were two cold female voices that were slightly familiar in the aisle.

Qin Jian subconsciously looked sideways

In the dim light, the girl looked at this side with a hint of surprise in her eyes.

"Row 9 30?"

Qin Jian asked subconsciously, his hand had already moved to the backpack next to him on the right.

...

"Hmm. ”

When the girl nodded, the stage not far away gradually lit up.