Please, come home and practice the piano

Outside the toilet door on the second floor, Li An received Xiao Ji's message and opened the work group of the Art Examination Department and replied to everyone's messages.

It can be seen that everyone can really use the word "great love" for Chen Xuan's stage performance.

Of course, he must also despise Qin Yong.

The children in the Art Examination Department would never have imagined that the price they would see at 9:30 tonight would be that Saturday's rest day would be cancelled.

Hearing footsteps coming from the bathroom door, Li An put away his phone.

Lao Chen: "Go and smoke one?"

Li An touched his pocket and saw that both smoke and fire were in the bag. Lao Chen said, "I pretended."

The two came to the designated smoking area outside the theater gate. Lao Chen handed over a cigarette. Li An tried to take the lighter from Lao Chen's hand, but Lao Chen lit the lighter directly. "You come first." ."

Helpless, Li An could only respond to Lao Chen with both hands protecting the fire, "Thank you, uncle."

Then Lao Chen lit one himself: "Did Chen Xuan play well today?"

Ang Lee: "That's very good. Listen to the applause."

Lao Chen grinned: "I still remember the first time she came on stage. I was listening below. Although I didn't understand, I felt that she was particularly suitable for this. Plus she also liked it, so I wanted to support her in learning hard. .”

"In the end, I didn't expect to study this subject until she went to university. In fact, we also discussed it with her in high school. She was unwilling to give up, otherwise her grades in cultural classes would still be improved."

Li An: "I know, Xueba."

Lao Chen waved his hand: "I can't say that I am a top scholar, but it is true that half of my time is spent practicing the flute."

Ang Lee: "Yes."

Lao Chen: "Her teacher and her sister at the time suggested that we let her continue studying."

Li An: "Teacher Zhao and Sister Yaqiong."

Lao Chen: "She told you all."

Ang Lee: "Yes."

Lao Chen nodded: "I discussed it with your aunt for a long time. My original intention was to hope that she would take the flute as a hobby. In the future, when she enters the workplace, or when she gets married and starts a business, she will have a flute to show off. Specialty, or something I have as a pastime in my spare time, I didn’t think about letting her eat this bowl of rice in the future, but your aunt thought she liked it and couldn’t bear to let her give up, so she later found Teacher Xiao.”

Li An thought for a moment, "You and Auntie are thinking about her."

Old Chen smiled: "Did your parents support you studying music at that time?"

Li An: "They don't think as carefully as you do. Just learn it and do whatever you can. If you don't learn it, you will be kicked down."

Lao Chen: "I heard her say that you didn't go to Chengdu to take any classes at that time. Even if it was a naked exam, you call it a naked exam, right?"

Li An: "Yes, I took the exam without taking the exam. I took the exam because of the advice of my teacher when I was taking the art exam. I didn't think about taking the music school at first. I just thought that I would be satisfied if I could enter an art school. Our It is relatively backward and has little information.”

As he spoke, Li An couldn't help but smile, "At that time, everyone was talking in the dormitory about getting admitted to the Conservatory of Music, and they all felt like they were daydreaming. We all felt that to get into the Conservatory of Music, students must be students with outstanding abilities and very good family conditions. I just had the opportunity, so even though I signed up, I didn’t think about the next step.”

Lao Chen: "You never thought you could pass the exam."

Li An: "I never thought about it. I kind of gave up after the first try. All the students around me played so well."

Lao Chen: "But you passed the exam in the end."

Li An: "No, uncle, I have to thank my university teacher for this. I still remember that the first time I met him face to face was on the first day of reporting. He asked a senior sister to call me to the piano room. The first time we met In other words, you know how much your kid weighs, so just train to death for me for the next four years."

Lao Chen: "You were noticed during the exam."

Li An: "So I can be admitted to the piano department of Rongyuan University thanks to my two teachers. They gave me direction and hope at different stages of my life."

Lao Chen: "I think they must be very happy to see you like you now."

Ang Lee: “I can only say that with everyone’s help, I have made some progress in my work at this stage, but I still need to continue to study and summarize more. Whether it is teaching or performance, I still have many problems.”

Lao Chen nodded with satisfaction: "It's a good thing to make progress, but you also have to pay attention to your health. I heard Chen Xuan said that you always stay up late."

Li An shyly said: "It's okay, okay, uncle, don't worry, I will try my best to coordinate work and life in the future."

Lao Chen: "She doesn't like to sleep in?"

Li An: "No, no, she never sleeps in."

Why was Lao Chen so disbelieving when he heard this? He smiled and said for a moment, "It's almost time for the next one. Let's go in."

With a sigh, Li An led the way, "Uncle, let's have some barbecue tonight. Chen Xuan just sent a message saying that she wants to eat meat."

"It doesn't matter what we eat, it's up to you." Lao Chen said and followed.

Li An: "You love beef and mutton."

Lao Chen: "I love to eat, but I don't eat much. We haven't finished the ones you sent us during the Chinese New Year."

Ang Lee: "Aha?"

Lao Chen: "I was still wondering why my classmate sent so many things. I thought Chen Xuan ordered them specially for us. She was embarrassed to say, you don't know how hard I worked to stuff all those things into the refrigerator."

Ang Lee: "Haha, blame me, blame me."

Lao Chen was happy when he thought about it: "Can you get used to eating seafood?"

Li An: "I like to eat that shell, it screams Gala."

Old Chen was speechless and thought to himself: "The sea will open in September soon. I will get more for you then."

Li An: "Oh, thank you uncle, please give me more Galaha. I can eat a bowl sitting there by myself."

Old Chen smiled: "Okay, okay."

Looking from a distance, under the neon lights in front of the theater, the heat between the two people could be felt ten meters away.
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Song Lian knew that since the two of them hadn't been back for so long, they must have gone to smoke. They probably smoked more than one cigarette. It smelled so strong, but it was strange that she would get angry if she just smelled the cigarette smell on Lao Chen. , but both of them smelled of cigarette smoke, so she thought it was nothing.

As the seventh player appeared on the stage, Ang Lee's attention returned to the stage again.

Jin Shangxian.

As for Jin Shangxian's appearance, he has a big face with a flat face, and a pair of squinting eyes exuding wisdom.

It doesn't mean anything else, it just means that Jin Shangxian's appearance is very recognizable.

Jin Shangxian's performance on stage is very personal. He moves with style and style, giving people a sharp-edged feeling. He is a ruthless character at first glance.

But when he looked at his steel partner, he humbly turned his body completely towards the piano and bowed. This was the only one among all the players who had ever appeared.

This alone won Ang Lee's favor.

Ang Lee is a piano player, so he naturally brings the perspective of a piano partner. Which piano partner doesn't want to get 100% respect from the performers. The moment the steel accompaniment sounded, Jin Shangxian's whole feeling on the stage was different. From his body movements to his facial expressions, he seemed to have entered the music.

Li An observed carefully, and it was strange that before the other party blew the blow, he felt that the other party had a desire to talk.

It made him eager to hear what kind of music the other party would play.

How much stage training does it take to develop this kind of stage control? It's amazing, it's really amazing.

Even before he heard it, Ang Lee could tell that the other party was about to play a piece of music that would impress him.

When the thirty-second measure came, Jin Shangxian directly started playing the flute.

With energy flowing through Changhong, Jin Shangxian played a very textured and firm backbeat D note.

Then in the fine vibrato, the ascending scale reaches all the way to the high notes. The opening is eye-catching. There is no doubt that the drama of Mozart's music has been fully realized at this moment.

As the music unfolds, Jin Shangxian's textbook-like performance explains how this dramatic tension and inner resolution should be balanced.

Ang Lee didn't know what kind of treatment the judges didn't like today, but he was certain that the European judges, especially, would like it.

Jin Shangxian played a flute concerto with an operatic feel.

Hearing the third movement in a row, when the playful flute sound of the third movement sounded, the aria sung by Constance the maid in the third act of the opera "Escape from the Harem" suddenly appeared in Ang Lee's mind.

Mozart also used the same theme motive in this aria, and Jin Shangxian simply turned this work into a completely Mozart opera.

Every decorative style has a strong flavor of Mozart's comedy, which is wonderful.

Li An didn't even pay attention to the flashing reminder of the language picture, and his attention immediately returned to the ending cadenza that the other party was about to enter.

I saw Jin Shangxian on the stage with a solemn expression, his fingers flying, and each note was like a blue rainbow, outlining an implicit and sincere musical picture.

If classical style decoration had been thoroughly applied to this extent, the improvisational technique of the cadenza would have become irrelevant.

He started playing the flute right from his mother's womb, and Li An was convinced.

In the lounge, except for Xi Tane, who was about to appear, all the other players' eyes were fixed on Jin Shangxian on the big screen.

Such a brilliance cannot be described as wonderful. Ye Xinyi did not hide her love for Jin Shangxian's brilliance: "Idol!"

Chen Xuan Xinxiao Xiaoye is really straightforward. Everyone has their own preferences for radish and green vegetables. She is not interested in Jin Shangxian's treatment. The excessive decoration completely drowns the substance of the work, which has no sense of beauty to her ears.

But she estimated that Li An must like it very much.

The more she listened, the more boring she became, so Chen Xuan moved her attention aside. The enthusiasm in Ye Xinyi's eyes once again reminded her of many things, like a swordsman in a martial arts story who only pursues the art of swordsmanship.

Chen Xuan has a hunch that in ten years, Xiaoye will occupy a place in the international flute field.

When Jin Shangxian finished playing, there was applause in the lounge, and the next second there was even greater applause from the front court.

Sandwiched between the two rounds of applause, Sitane still kept smiling. When the host's voice sounded again, Sitane straightened his lining tie, and then walked into the entrance gate at the signal of the staff and stepped onto the stage.

The appearance of the two star-level players who are most vocal about winning the championship is the biggest highlight of today's game.

Jin Shangxian has already drawn his sword, how should Xita take the move?

Suddenly the arena felt like a preview for the finals.

Chen Xuan is also looking forward to it. She personally admires Si Tane's playing style.

In the auditorium, taking advantage of the gap between Jin Shangxian and Xi Ta Nei, Ang Lee hadn't opened the German novel APP he had downloaded before. He was only thinking about the Chinese translation, and then 'Bis zu unserer Heimreise müssen' popped up in his mind. , which made his heartbeat accelerate to the top.

This shocking feeling was like a bolt from the blue, shaking his internal organs together.

"What's wrong?" Lao Chen noticed something strange around him, turned around and asked with concern.

"It's okay, uncle, look, this guy is the favorite to win this competition." Li An quickly changed the subject.

Sun Yuman: "So handsome."

Song Lian: "You are quite energetic."

Lao Chen: "Heh."

Ang Lee: "Uh."

Judging from the appearance, Sitane really looks like a male model who accidentally escaped from the fashion week. Her appearance and figure are unparalleled among the male contestants.

But don't be fooled by his clear and handsome appearance at the moment. Even after the transformation, his playing style still has a neurotic fantasy quality, which can be seen from the first two rounds of competition.

As the steel partner sounded, Sitanei raised his silver flute.

There is no gold flute head, and there is no gold flute body. It is just a silver flute with some oxidation on the surface, which looks a little old under the stage lights.

The steel partner came to the thirty-second bar, and the first sound was played in the west tower, with the backbeat of D.

The clear rhythm processing and emphasized note head directly reflect Sittane's playing ideas, which are almost Mozart-like.

In the process of getting closer to the composer himself, he differed from Jin Sangxian's unscrupulous straightforwardness. Instead, he chose a hint, using the smooth logic of his technique to hint at motivations outside of music.

Ang Lee would never dare to say that he had a superior understanding of Mozart's music, but he still had to say that listening to Mozart in the West Tower requires a certain threshold.

This kind of phrasing that drastically differentiates the texture will feel strange to a considerable number of amateur Mozart lovers. But if you listen carefully and listen with an understanding of classical music, you will find that behind this strangeness lies a kind of pure music. Cohesion.

It’s a subtle feeling that’s hard to explain, and one that Debst rates quite highly.

An important aspect of Mozart's style that is difficult to grasp is how to make music become a series of clearly identifiable events, rather than just an accumulated flow.

If you want to find a new approach, the first thing you have to do is to get rid of the continuity of the music itself, and the risk of doing so is that if you are not careful, you will break the framework of the work.

In fact, there is already a contestant today who has chosen a similar approach. The difference is that Sitane always controls the music on the verge of breaking the frame, while that contestant uses a very aggressive approach to complete the work at the beginning. The frame shattered directly.

Breaking the framework of a work is undoubtedly a deviant thing, especially in the performance of classical music.

Therefore, Debst admires Sitane's grasp of the scale of processing. Indeed, after a period of silence, Sitane has mastered a more stable expression technique for the musical understanding he pursues. There is no doubt about this.

It depends on what kind of performance the other party can show in the final works.

After hearing this for the third round, Debst already had a rough list of finalists in mind, although there were still several contestants who did not take the stage.

What he is worried about now is Chen Xuan's situation. Selfishly, he wants to give Chen Xuan a chance, even though he knows that the opponent will still go his own way in the finals.

But he only has 0.5 points more power than other judges. He knows his peers very well. When reviewing works from the classical period, he will never show mercy to deviant performances.

(End of this chapter)