Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 358 59. Xiaomi's AB side, Bei Shisan airborne

There are many kinds of sighs, such as sighing, feeling helpless to the reality, and sighing with a smile, like letting go of the unpleasant past.

Chen Xuan: Come on, Ziyu.

Replied to a @自己的师妹, Chen Xuan was about to delete the group page, and Lin Ziyu replied to her in seconds in the group.

Lin Ziyu: /smirk, let's come together, senior sister

Chen Xuan: I will definitely visit you when the time comes.

After a while, Lin Ziyu sent a private message: Sister, are you really not going to participate?

Chen Xuan could feel Lin Ziyu's regretful tone behind this line of words.

She had answered the same question on the phone of Teacher Xiao Hongxia a week ago.

To be precise, it should be ten days ago. That afternoon, after recording the k256 demo with Li An Wang Panpan in the conference room, she happily returned to the office, picked up her mobile phone and found that the Xiaojiaban group had already added 99.

There are also two private messages under the group, one from Lin Ziyu and one from Sun Yuman.

The two sent her the same link.

Link content: Asian qualifier schedule of the No.13 Falunbuer Flute Competition.

The competition system has been upgraded again, and the Asian competition area will no longer be divided into multi-regional competition venues. The organizing committee of the competition has designated Huaguo Conservatory of Music as the only competition venue for this Asian qualifier.

Then click on the group, there are many people @ her.

There is a feeling of calling her inside and out.

On the eve of the 18 No.12 Falun Bell Flute Competition Huaguo Qualifiers, the story of Chen Xuan, who was still an undergraduate, secretly practicing the competition repertoire with those postgraduate seniors and sisters has long been a must-read in the Xiaojiaban introductory manual one.

Whether it was the senior brothers and sisters at the time, or the younger brothers and sisters later, they all felt sorry for Chen Xuan missing the 18-year competition.

At that time, she only replied with three emojis, which were posted in the dialog boxes of the group, Lin Ziyu and Sun Yuman respectively. Out of politeness, she could not choose to ignore them, but for a while, she didn't know what to say except for the emojis. good.

It would be a lie to say that you don't want to participate.

In December last year, she took advantage of the opportunity to go to Yanjing to watch Ang Lee's finals, and she participated in a teacher's party. At the party, Teacher Xiao announced that when the No. 13 Faren Bell Asian Qualifiers will be held in Huayuan in August next year, Her heart skipped a beat.

Even in the past four years.

But to participate, you have to prepare for the competition. The competition will be held in mid-August, and there are still four and a half months.

Unlike last year when Ang Lee was preparing for the Xinghai Cup, the work of the two of them was far less busy than it is now
At this moment, she opened her work schedule for the next four months. How could it be full of words? From orchestra rehearsals to helping students prepare for competitions, from the opening of the arts examination department to the opening of summer grade examination classes, it can be said that the transition to this year is almost seamless. September.

In her heart, each of these jobs involves her income, and whether she and Li An can make up their down payment as soon as possible.

Life goes to the left, dreams go to the right, especially after living in Rongcheng for a year, Chen Xuan has a better understanding of what is expressed in this sentence.

Now she can feel a little bit more about Li An's feelings about the matter of being sent to study abroad. She wonders if Li An can feel her own feelings at this moment.

Although in terms of nature, studying abroad needs to be considered much more than participating in an international competition, but even if you don't go out now, you will still have the opportunity to go out again when your life stabilizes. However, the Faren Bell Flute Competition has a clear The age limit of the competition, the applicants must not exceed 28 years of age.

By the time of the next session, I will be thirty.

Chen Xuan felt that she was a little hypocritical again. In the past two days, a voice that had never appeared in her heart appeared in her heart and said to her:
"Oh, Xiaomi, why are you still thinking so much? Is there really a conflict in time? Is it really irreconcilable between game preparation and life? At most, you won't have as much time to practice the flute as you used to in school, but So what, if you don’t practice well, you can’t participate. Think about it, did you want to participate in this competition because you wanted to win a prize? Go sign up, this is your last Farenbel, if you miss it, you really won’t have another chance gone."

Chen Xuan didn't have time to think about the reason why she had such thoughts, then another voice would jump out and say to her:
"There are five repertoires in the qualifiers. Are you going to practice perfunctorily to participate in the competition? Should this be your attitude towards the flute? You have grown up, stop being immersed in the fantasy body of a little girl, What can you do if you miss a competition, there are always regrets in life, think about you playing on the stage of the competition a piece that you can’t listen to, do you want to use this way to put an end to your flute youth?”

Xiaomi A and Xiaomi B started to quarrel again.

Fortunately, Lin Ziyu sent another message at this time: Sister, the head of the jury for the Asian competition is still Debster
Chen Xuan laughed in her heart because she really wanted her to participate.

Zheng Haitao is with Li An, and Lin Ziyu is with Chen Xuan.

Facing the junior sister who is closest to her in Xiao's class, Chen Xuan didn't want to be perfunctory to the other party's concern, but at this moment her thoughts were exactly as she said to Teacher Xiao on the phone: Let me think about it.

After replying to Lin Ziyu's message, Chen Xuan crossed out the other party's chat page, opened the fan group, and suddenly the office door was pushed open, and Li An and Ma Tao came back with meals for five people.

"Work hard boss, work hard Brother Tao."

Several people sent the meal money to the group one after another. According to the second office regulation of the West Office, those who bring meals downstairs must not refuse to accept the red envelopes in the fan group for any reason.

Li An liked the feeling of receiving red envelopes. He received four red envelopes in a row. After receiving the red envelopes sent by Chen Xuan in the group, Li An clicked on Chen Xuan and sent a private message: Go to my classroom after dinner.

Xiaomi: Just go, why are you smiling so ripplingly?

Bawanyi: You'll know in a while

After the meal, the two of them came to classroom No. [-] together.

"What good thing?"

Chen Xuan knew that Li An's police station had returned to Qin Yong's office.

"In addition to recording a trio, you and I will also record a solo piece."

Li An's tone was smug, but he didn't catch the surprise on Chen Xuan's face at the first time, huh?Normally, Chen Xuan should be very happy. Usually when the two of them talked about what songs they recorded this week and uploaded them to station B, Chen Xuan would show joy. What's more, this time it was a professional stage professional recording, so peaceful?

After a while, a smile appeared on the corner of Chen Xuan's mouth, "What are you planning to record? Pick one from the concert repertoire?"

Ang Lee has already thought about it, "I plan to practice a new work by Beethoven."

Chen Xuan was a little surprised, "Ten days to practice a new sonata?"

Ang Lee is not so sure, "I want to challenge. I haven't practiced Beethoven's new works after the competition. It has been settled for almost four months. I think I can try again."

Seeing Li An's expression eager to try, Chen Xuan thought it was great, even though work and life are so busy now, Li An will still look forward to practicing a new work, but, "Recite a piece of music in ten days is still quite stressful, Do you want to watch the score video then?"

Li An and Qin Yong also discussed this issue in the morning. Qin Yong said that it is no problem to read the score, and then just find someone who specializes in turning the score to sit next to him, and sometimes reading the score is better than reciting the score. Bring visual sensory impact.

"Depending on the situation, I guess [-]% of the time I won't be able to memorize it. Just help me transcribe it." Li An's plan was to memorize it as much as possible, but he didn't force it, because time really didn't allow it. "And you, what do you want to record?"

Mozart in D major, Bach in A minor, Paganini, Poulenc, and Viennese Bravi. One after another flute works emerged from Chen Xuan's mind. If you look carefully, they are all from this French music class. Works designated and selected by the Rembel Flute Competition.

I want to record too much, far more than the above.

Shaking her head and throwing her mind away from the content of the competition, Chen Xuan withdrew her thoughts. Based on the nature of the recording alone, she would probably record a standard three-movement sonata.

"Let me think about it again," Chen Xuan said, suddenly thinking that if she chooses a work that needs a steel accompaniment, will it add another burden to Ang Lee invisibly?
"Don't worry," Li An said at this moment, "After thinking about it, send me the steel companion score."

Chen Xuan frowned, "Do you still have time to practice the gangbang?" She certainly hoped that Li An would play the gangbang for her, but after all, there was only so much time, and Li An still had to prepare his own new piece, "How about I choose a An unaccompanied piece."

"Just choose a song that you like." Li An could probably guess Chen Xuan's concerns, and directly broke the words, "Don't worry about me, I have time to practice piano from Monday to Friday, the key is you. In-house club classes, classes and rehearsals on weekends."

The two chatted and saw that it was two o'clock in the afternoon, and Chen Xuan was going to go to club class.

The two decided to go home at night and discuss it later.

After Chen Xuan left, Li An also withdrew his mind and started practicing piano.

The first stage of 740 practice is officially over. Compared with the deliberate speed-up when practicing transposition 299 last year, this year he did not deliberately emphasize speed-up in the works selected in the 740 stage, but it is worth mentioning that he re- Each of Wen Gu's 740 songs basically reached the speed required by Czerny.

Although this is not something to be too proud of, he does not need to be overly humbled by the fact behind the incident—compared to last year, he not only has improved finger skills, but also practiced more efficiently.

We must know that the difficulty of 740 is greater than that of 299. Due to work reasons, he did not spend as much time practicing piano this year as last year.

As he said, he hasn't practiced a new repertoire in the past four months, and he plans to use a new repertoire to try his understanding of piano performance during this period of time.

Beethoven's No. 13 Piano Sonata in E-flat major, it cannot be said that Ang Lee has never practiced at all. In order to score the short documentary of the concert, he simply touched the opening of the second movement of this work.

As one of the most free-form works in Beethoven's piano sonatas, all its movements must be played together without interruption.

To remind players, Beethoven marked the end of each movement with 'attacca subito', which means to play the next movement immediately.

This undoubtedly posed a problem for the performers in terms of emotional transformation of the movement, so Ang Lee planned to use this afternoon to study the sheet music of this work carefully.

15 minutes before leaving get off work, he finished the work.

After initially finishing the chart work, Ang Lee plans to start practicing tonight.

On the way home, he and Chen Xuan talked on the phone and decided to have dinner at the fast food restaurant downstairs. Chen Xuan said that he would get off the car immediately and asked Li An what kind of claypot rice he wanted. Of course, Li An's first choice was mapo tofu.

During the meal, Chen Xuan's mood was obviously higher than that at noon, but she still didn't know what song to choose after chattering.

After returning home, Chen Xuan immediately rummaged through the boxes and cabinets. After a lot of work, he finally found two thick black music folders from his suitcase, one of which looked very old.

Chen Xuan pointed to it and said, "This is the music clip I used in junior high school, isn't it well protected?"

Li An nodded, and picked up the other one. Excuse me, this weight, "No wonder your box is so heavy." After living together with Chen Xuan for so long, Li An knew for the first time that the other party still had such two sets of music stands in his box.

"This?"

He randomly opened it from the middle, and the picture that caught his eyes made him instantly filled with question marks?
"This, what is this?" Li An stared at the music score in front of him. He had seen two half notes, he had seen slurs, he had seen accent marks, and he had seen these three types of marks combined together. Also seen.

But the one in the middle of the two notes, how should I describe it, it's like the simple version of Orz being reversed, and then stretched into a line, holding the two notes, what the hell?

What's more, Comrade Chen Xiaomi didn't mark or comment beside this irregular line, which made him feel discriminated against.

Look at this guy, he doesn't even know such a simple symbol.

Don't say you know it, Li An swore he hadn't even seen it.

Chen Xuan turned her face and glanced down, with a smile in her eyes, "Guess."

a long time.

"I guess it's a modern flute playing technique." Li An didn't forget to touch his chin after speaking.

Chen Xuan: It is so obvious that it takes so long to think about it? ?

"Then guess how to play this symbol?"

Ang Lee chose to give up directly, not to mention modern flute scores, he might not be able to understand some modern piano scores.

"In the process of playing these two notes, the flute mouth is turned, which is used to replace the semitone transition of the fingers."

"Oh——" Li An pulled out a long voice, with a look of sudden enlightenment. He seemed to understand. Looking at the two notes, the relationship between the intervals is a group of ascending major second degrees, and the number of notes is one. Looking at the speed, it is soft and beautiful. Adagio.

Then at this speed, from a half note to an upward half note, there is also a semitone upward in the middle, and the finger alone is bound to be unable to play mellowly. , using the invisible inclusiveness of gas to connect the two tones, just imagine that Ang Lee can feel that the transmission of the two tones breaking the smallest unit of semitones is better than mechanical finger buttons.

"Uh..." After listening to Li Ang's analysis, Chen Xuan thought for a moment, and most of the descriptions were quite accurate. Returning to the track itself, "Actually, the composer is here to give more meaning to the timbre."

"It's hard to control, isn't it?" No matter how simple the technical principle is, it may be too difficult for human beings to implement it. Li An feels that the performance of this place is not as easy as Chen Xuan's expression looks like.

"It's okay." If I remember correctly, this should be a modernist sketch that Chen Xuanyi got before the exam. At that time, Teacher Xiao explained it to her and she blew it out.

Li An gave a flattering thumbs up, and at this moment, the phone beside the bed beeped.

Chen Xuan turned around and picked up the phone, it was a message from Xiao Ji.

"The last time you taught her a lesson, she didn't dare to send you messages these two days."

Li An smiled wryly, he didn't have much to do that day, and logically Rongyuan should have given his grades the day before yesterday.

It's been three days.

(End of this chapter)