Chapter 130: Shen Qingci's Bach, the first sound of the final
(16 January 2013, 09:00).
"It's snowing again. ”
Qin Jian put on his coat and stood in front of the glass window in the room, looking out of the window at the white expanse, and smiled slightly.
"Sister, let's go out for a walk in the morning. Qin Jian turned around and said.
"Huh?"
He Jing was a little surprised, since the end of the semi-finals, the other party has been anxiously busy every day, but today, the whole person seems to be a lot more relaxed.
But it's okay, you really should relax today.
He Jing thought for a while and smiled, "Okay, where do you want to go?"
"Let's go, Yenching Conservatory of Music. ”
With the arrival of the last final day of the Huayun Youth Music Skills Competition, Yanjing also drifted the first heavy snow of the year.
Yesterday, in the Chime Concert Hall of the National Center for the Performing Arts, in addition to violin and piano.
After the final competition in the final stage, the top three in each event have been determined.
After the official video of the 'Classical and Junior' event went viral on the Internet a few days ago.
On the night of the end of the first final day of the Huayun Competition.
Among the major domestic online media, the discussion of the Huayun Contest has risen again
Even some Western classical music media have joined the discussion.
'The Future of Western Classical Music is in the East' - Editor-in-Chief of 'RPE' Classical Music in Country Y
'A group of young people and a colorful musical feast' - 'BBZE' magazine
Titles like these have gone viral on major music sites.
It was like creating a certain atmosphere for the final day of the Huayun Competition.
At 16:30 in the afternoon, the final of the violin came to an end.
Ultimately.
With Viniawski's "Piano Concerto No. 2 in Minor", Hill Aili from the Xinjiang Provincial Musicians Association surpassed Jin Yang, the candidate of the Yanjing Musicians Association, who was highly anticipated before the competition, with a slight score difference of 006 points.
In one fell swoop, he won the violin championship
After the game, the entire jury was still arguing.
During the banquet, one of the female judges left early, and for her, judging was just her job.
With the final announcement of the results of the violin competition, the end of her work has ended.
But for her trip to Huayun Competition.
There was still something unfinished waiting for her.
17:00。
In the last two hours until the Piano Finals
In a huge backstage, Feng Ziyan, Duan Ran, Qi Feng, Zhao Yinuo, and Fang Zongyao were doing the final debugging and practice on the piano that they would play tonight.
Each piano is surrounded by several technicians.
There was only one piano in front of it, and there were no players.
An old foreign man in a leather apron was lying under a huge castanets, adjusting the strings in the treble little by little.
His movements were slow, slow, and he could barely see the tools in his hands moving.
But every once in a while, there was a subtle change in the sound of the strings as he fluctuated.
Time is going by little by little, with the sweat of the old man's temples.
Not far from the Grand Theatre, in a small restaurant next to the metro station.
"Qin Gang, I'm nervous. There was a slight unsteadiness in the woman's voice.
On a small table, one dish, one soup and two bowls of rice, Qin Gang and his wife sat facing each other.
"If you're nervous, just watch a concert. The man's voice seemed much calmer, "Hurry up, let's go to the Grand Theater early and wait after eating." ”
"Well," the woman said, looking at the barely touched rice in the man's bowl, "you hurry up and eat too." ”
"I'm full. ”
The man sighed softly and took out his phone again to look at the time.
17:30。
Inside a room at the Eight Days Inn.
There was a rustling of showers in the bathroom.
Outside the bathroom.
He Jing picked up a square box from Qin Jian's bedside table.
More than ten days passed, and a thin layer of dust fell on the box.
Gently wiping away the dust with her hands, He Jing took out the black tuxedo from the box.
Start tidying up.
When Qin Jian wiped his hair and walked out of the bathroom, a straight three-piece tuxedo had been neatly spread out on the bed.
After drying his hair, Qin Jian took out a new roll of gauze and wrapped his left hand again.
He had become somewhat accustomed to looking at the jumping white left hand during the performance.
"Hurry up and clean up," He Jing handed the tuxedo to Qin Jian, "There is still an hour." ”
Ten minutes later.
Qin Jian looked at the mirror, and a strange feeling appeared in his heart.
Under the black straight tuxedo jacket, the delicate white lining perfectly highlights the elegant temperament of the whole person.
He Jing helped Qin Jian tidy up his bow tie, looked up and down, and nodded with satisfaction, "Not bad, let's go." ”
Qin Jian straightened his neckline a little tight, "You're not going with me?"
"You go first, the players have to enter early. ”
"Okay, sister, hurry up.
With a click, Qin Jian left.
He Jing glanced at the time, "1743." ”
He then tossed his phone aside.
When I came to the mirror, I took out a makeup bag that I hadn't opened for a long time.
18:15。
National Centre for the Performing Arts.
Inside the Chime Concert Hall.
The stage, the lighting, the recording, the temperature of the venue, under the last inspection by the technician, everything is ready.
18:00
As the crowd outside the Grand Theater gradually densed, on the stage of the Chime Concert Hall, the various concerto troupes have completed the final pitch adjustment accordingly.
18:30
The eight entrances to the concert hall are open and the audience is open.
The long-awaited audience flocked to it.
The bell hall was noisy.
From the first floor to the second floor, around the center of the stage, the terraced auditorium has been blackened, and almost every area is full.
Gradually.
The atmosphere of the final venue has quietly arrived.
Twenty-four cameras were raised simultaneously from different positions in the venue.
All the live broadcast windows also opened at the same time.
19:00。
With the long ringing of three chimes.
The golden light in the hall slowly spread from the center of the stage to the venue, and the entire concert hall was bathed in a sea of gold.
After a moment of intense commotion, the audience gradually fell silent.
On the stage, behind the rows of trapezoidal music stands, there are neat rows of black seats.
In the center of the table behind the last row of seats, four timpani of different sizes are arranged in a circle, and a number of percussion instruments such as small drums, big drums, tambourine, triangles, and sound trees are lined up.
It smells elegant under the warm light.
Directly in front of the stage, next to the conductor's podium, a giant black grand piano was waiting quietly.
At this moment, facing the empty stage, the loud voice of the male announcer sounded in the quiet hall.
"The 6th Huayun Youth Music Skills Competition. ”
"Piano crew. ”
"Finals. ”
"Now it's officially begins. ”
At the same time, a man dressed in a navy blue delicate dress with delicate short hair walked up calmly from the side of the stage.
At the opening ceremony, Mr. Shen Qingci, an internationally renowned pianist, on behalf of the jury of the piano group of the Huayun Competition, presented a wonderful interpretation to everyone. ”
As the moderator finished speaking, the man sat down at the piano.
The moment he picked up the back hem of his dress.
I saw him lift his hands and drop them.
"Oooooo————oo
The solemn chords are on the verge of breaking out with a strong catharsis.
Bach's minor Toccata Fugue is played in the mystical land of the East.