Both the master and apprentice were in a state of tension all morning, and in fact, most of them were the personal inner drama of a certain master.

In the afternoon, when the results of the piano preliminary examination were announced, Fang Xiaoyu's name appeared on it without accident, and at the same time, the results of the third primary school also fully met the standards for participating in the re-examination.

The re-examination will be held at 2 p.m. the next day.

In the evening, Qin Jian spent an hour combing Fang Xiaoyu through the pathos sonata again in the school's piano room.

The atmosphere was still slightly tense.

However, Qin Jian's inexplicable energy in the morning faded a lot.

The next day, at 13:30 p.m., the main building of the concert hall.

The judging panel led by Shen Qingci passed through a group of candidates' parents and walked into the third examination room.

At 14:00, the re-examination starts on the hour.

Compared to yesterday, the number of candidates today has significantly decreased by the majority.

Qin Jian noticed that many of the candidates here were from the High School Attached to Huaguo Academy.

And Fang Xiaoyu's real competitors are them.

It can be said that looking at the world, among the piano practitioners from primary school to junior high school, the performance level of the affiliated middle schools and elementary schools in China can hang the whole earth to play.

This is no exaggeration.

Time walked quietly.

One by one, the candidates entered through the entrance of the examination room and came out again, they left Bach, Liszt, Beethoven, Scarlatti, Chopin...

During the whole process, Qin Jian also listened carefully in the corridor, and I have to say that through yesterday's screening, the children who returned here today are basically the best of the best.

But despite this, it is not difficult to find some problems from it.

He found that many of the children's performances had a formulaic flavor in them.

For example, the fast finger part, they play the same fast melody progression from right to left, he can't hear whether the player is playing Chopin with Beethoven or Beethoven with Chopin, he can only see from the music that the performers in the examination room are stiffly supporting the power of the whole music with their thumbs.

It's like a kind of mass-produced 'high-skilled worker'.

This precarious feeling made Qin Jian feel unsure, if he was a judge, such a performance should have been interrupted a long time ago, because he felt that there was no need to continue listening.

Such candidates, their hand habits and playing skills have been deeply rooted in their bodies, if they came to the Chinese Academy to spend four years to correct their childhood mistakes, then Qin Jian has nothing to say.

But what's interesting is that most of them have been able to save the day and get the music done.

And it's a complete finish.

You must know that these tracks are not yesterday's first trial tracks, they are full of a large number of large-scale works, and the difficulty is almost above the repertoire prepared by Fang Xiaoyu.

However, at this stage, Qin Jian no longer cares about the length of the piece and the difficulty of talking about it in the market, he believes that his students can interpret Beethoven's work in her way.

"Small fish. ”

"Yes, master. ”

"Are you nervous?" This was the first time in the past two days that Qin Jian asked Fang Xiaoyu if he was nervous.

"Not nervous. Fang Xiaoyu replied.

"Their tunes are huge. Qin Jian said.

"Some I haven't heard of. Fang Xiaoyu smiled, "The song played by the long-haired female classmate just now is very good, and the melody is so beautiful." ”

Fang Xiaoyu's words made Qin Jian stunned.

When is this Nizi still having the heart to listen to other people's tunes?

Secretly, he thought again, isn't this Fang Xiaoyu.

The Fang Xiaoyu who repeatedly impressed him.

"Whew. ”

Qin Jian sighed, "I'll give you this piece when your college entrance examination is over." ”

"Thank you, master, have you ever played that tune?"

Qin Jian shook his head, "I haven't played it, but I can introduce a teacher to you, and the version she played is the best I've ever heard." ”

"Wow, that must be a great character. ”

Qin Jian said: "Quite outstanding. ”

Moment.

Fang Xiaoyu: "Ask, master." ”

Qin Jian: "Huh?"

Fang Xiaoyu: "What's the name of this piece?" 678

Qin Jian paused, and his gaze softened.

"Called, Norma's memories. ”

...

As the re-examination reached the white-hot stage, the sky outside the window gradually darkened, and the light in the corridor was no longer sufficient.

In the shadows, each waiting candidate has a different look, not knowing what they are thinking.

Time goes by little in the music.

"Candidate No. 36, please prepare. ”

...

Fang Xiaoyu took off her red down jacket, revealing her little blue dress skirt.

"Don't raise your hand until you adjust your breathing," Fang Xiaoyu said and raised his small fist again, "Master, I'm in." ”

Qin Jian nodded.

Fang Xiaoyu walked into the re-examination room.

After an afternoon of exams, it was a little hot in the exam room at the moment.

Fang Xiaoyu walked onto the stage and bowed slightly, then sat down in front of the piano.

In the quiet examination room, every judge quietly looked at this thin little girl.

Although this little girl was not a student of any of the students present, she showed that she was not weaker than any student of the High School Affiliated to Huaguo Academy in the preliminary examination yesterday.

As everyone here, they naturally don't want to worry about which place the teacher has cultivated the students, what they are looking forward to is the performance of this little girl today.

"It's time to go. ”

A male teacher sitting next to Shen Qingci spoke.

This sound seemed to interrupt Fang Xiaoyu's breathing rhythm and her thoughts.

Fang Xiaoyu pursed her lips, she tried her best not to be affected by it, and continued to adjust her breathing.

The hall continued to be quiet, and the teacher who had just spoken did not speak again.

Outside the exam room.

Qin Jian also waited quietly, at this moment he was much calmer than yesterday, and it was also time to test the results of his and Chris's teaching.

...

"Fang Xiaoyu, you don't have the right to be nervous. ”

"Fang Xiaoyu, you didn't have a chance to sit here. ”

The two psychological hints seemed to make Fang Xiaoyu find the rhythm of breathing at the last moment.

With a deep breath, Fang Xiaoyu slowly raised his hands.

In Shen Qingci's eyes, this driving is very similar to Qin Jian.

In front of the piano, Fang Xiaoyu raised his head slightly.

The next second.

Her two arms pressed down hard with the momentum of leaning forward with the entire upper body.

"Wow——————"

A powerful chord seems to inject a shot in the arm for the whole music at the beginning.

The music followed the trend, and Fang Xiaoyu looked up at the top of the stage hall, his ten fingers flexibly shuttling on the keys.

Every ornament that flowed through her fingertips, every phrase that was hooked out seemed to be perfectly designed.

Ups and downs, strength and weakness orderly.

While showing his skills, Fang Xiaoyu's pathos gradually mobilized the emotions in the hall.

...

"Master, what kind of emotions do you need to play pathos?"

"If you can't get into college and can't continue to study piano, what kind of emotions will you have?"

"Don't be willing. ”

"That's unwillingness. ”

...

The heavy chords were struck violently again, with the unwillingness of a young girl.