I don’t know whether Fang Xuehua will give birth or whether Qin Jian will count the days when he is in his mother’s womb. In short, on the auspicious day of February 22, Qin Jian was born.

“The weather is really nice.”

Qin Jian stood listlessly in front of the display window in the lobby on the second floor, looking at the bright sun on both sides of the street while breathing heavily.

Although today was a special day for him, he really couldn't lift his spirits at the moment.

Probably because the young people have good physical strength, Qin Jian and Duan Ran sat in front of the piano for too long last night, and accidentally sat there until 3 o'clock in the morning. Fortunately, after the last efforts of the two of them, Liao Linjun arranged two ensemble works

It was completed within the agreed date.

It is worth mentioning that Qin Jian asked Liao Linjun during the period if he could change the ensemble's final repertoire from Bach's to Mozart's K488, and the reply he received was that Bach's C minor two-piano work must be completed first, which also caused Qin Jian to perform again.

I didn’t mention k488 to Duan Ran either. After all, both of them still had their own competition tracks to prepare.

As a result, after the late night practice, Qin Jian went back to his room and lay down, almost as if he had just fallen asleep when the phone next to his pillow rang.

At 9:45, a greeting came from home.

After hanging up the phone and unable to fall back to sleep, he finally got up from bed at 10 o'clock.

a long time.

"Hey." With a soft sigh, Qin Jian opened the window. The cold wind that hit him made him shiver, and he felt a little more energetic.

He moved a chair and sat here, hung up his headphones, and played Bach's Double Piano Concerto again.

For Qin Jian, who has grown up again, Bach's musical works still seem like a behemoth.

As the father of music, Bach's name does not need any superlative adjectives to modify it. In the long history of music's development, he has always played the role of the vastest starry sky.

"ah."

"bach."

.......

Piano Room Building of Huaguo Conservatory of Music.

In a bright and modern piano room, in front of a black Steinway piano under a blue curtain, the young man calmly looked at the sheet music in front of him. However, under his violent body heaving, his hands on the keyboard were already covered with veins.

.

The sound of the piano that filled the entire room was also intense, with a burst of power.

As the mood of the music progressed, the boy suddenly raised his hand again.

at this time.

"stop."

The old man sitting next to the piano suddenly said, "Too much is not enough."

"Zong Yao, don't practice this piece for now."

Seeing that the young man's expression did not change, the old man continued: "Let's play the next song."

"is teacher."

The young man nodded, put away the sheet music of Paganini's Rhapsody on a Theme on the music stand, and then took out the sheet music of Mozart K545 from the side.

After a while.

The calm, orderly, gorgeous and clear melody sounded again.

...

After the song ended, the old man on the side sighed slowly, with a satisfied smile on his face: "Yes, this is the song for the finals."

"Yes, teacher." The boy in front of the piano nodded again.

As the old man spoke, he stood up and turned on the projector in the piano room, and then a scene of a concert hall stage appeared on the blue curtain. On the stage, a long-haired girl in a white dress was sitting in front of the piano, with a huge symphony orchestra behind her.

.

As the old man clicked to start, the screen started to move, and the girl in the image started to move.

The melodious sound of the piano slowly came out under the symphony.

"Mozart's Piano Concerto No. 21." The young man said calmly.

The old man nodded, "This is the video material of the 15th anniversary concert of the Osaka Music Festival last year. This girl is a student of Nobuyuki Tsujii, and she should be able to represent the highest level of the younger generation in Japan."

"Nobuyuki Toshii?" The young man's eyes finally showed a slight fluctuation, "Is he the blind pianist who won the second place in the 12th Asian Piano Competition?"

The old man sighed and said: "It's him. Since he lost to Shen Qingci that time, he withdrew from the international piano stage and started piano promotion and education activities. His achievements in the past few years have been quite good. This girl has already

I got a pretty high ranking in last year’s Cliburn Piano Competition.”

After a while.

The young man asked softly: "Will she also participate in this competition?"

"That's right." The old man looked at the curtain with sharp eyes, "According to the audition shortlist released by the Japanese Musicians Association, she has participated in almost all eligible categories, so you will definitely be in the next competition.

If you come across her, take a serious look at her. Her German-Austrian style is very mature, and there may be something you can learn from."

"She participated in the audition?" The young man was a little confused. Shouldn't such a seeded player be directly promoted?

"Yes." The old man nodded, "For this competition, the Japanese Musicians Association, as the main venue in Asia, has issued a total of 176 special invitation quotas to 47 countries in Asia. However, in Japan, all groups

All other contestants must be shortlisted through auditions.”

After a while.

The old man continued: "This girl not only ranked first in the Asian auditions and won the finals of the professional youth group, but her performance in the four-hand ensemble and Mozart group competitions was also very eye-catching."

"Zong Yao, come on."

For a moment, the teacher and student stopped talking, leaving only the girl in the picture playing quietly.

The song had just ended when a knock on the door sounded softly.

Then a tall, lanky young man walked in.

"teacher."

The young man who entered the room said hello to the old man, then turned to look at the young man beside him, "Zong Yao, long time no see."

"Hello, senior brother." The young man nodded slightly.

At this time, the old man stood up and said, "Since we are all here, let's get started."

As the old man finished speaking, the young man took off his backpack and took off his coat, then rubbed his hands, came to the piano, and sat on the young man's side.

...

after an hour.

The old man's voice sounded again.

"Chi Heng, you will play the high part this time."

...

...

The camera returns to the second floor lobby of the Coffee Table Piano House.

Just as Qin Jian came to sit down in front of the piano, the stair door on the second floor was suddenly pushed open.

Hearing the voice, he walked away and then glared, realizing that the person coming was not Liao Linjun.

The tall figure in front of the door was wearing a brown woolen coat and a peaked cap.

The familiar evil smile under the brim of his hat made Qin Jian immediately feel like he had returned to the Piano Coffee Table Shop in Nanshi.

"Hi, jian, happy birthday."

The figure in front of the door said and walked towards the piano.

Qin Jian quickly stood up.

An old man and a young man gave each other a warm hug.

At this moment, there was another door knock.

Duan Ran was walking out, rubbing his sleepy eyes, and suddenly saw the scene of a passionate embrace in the hall, and he suddenly woke up.
Chapter completed!