Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 359 60. Choose one of the three fragrant, true and false Mozart
In the past three days, Xiao Ji lived like an ant on a hot pot. He studied until late at night every day, recited the questions as soon as he got up early, and didn't dare to stop his hands and feet.

There was no other reason. She thought that the art test results were announced late, which made her heartstrings that were tense until the 29th broke overnight.

Last year and the year before, the re-examination results of Rongcheng Conservatory of Music were announced on March 3th. She originally thought that this year would also be on the 29th, so in the week before the 29th, she tried her best to make herself look ok, Even her roommates felt that her mental quality was too strong, and other students who were waiting for grades couldn't even read the books, but she seemed to be okay.

Not only that, but when she got home, she comforted her anxious mother and easily told her not to worry, there was no problem.

Even Lao Ji, who is good at observing words and expressions, found the worry hidden in her eyes, and praised her daughter for growing up in her heart.

But only Li An and Chen Xuan knew Ji Yang's true state. Ji Yang couldn't hold back in the morning of the 30th, and called Li An on the way back to the boarding class. Li An originally had nothing to do in the morning, but he knew what was going on as soon as he heard Ji Yang's tone. He knew the result, so he knew that there was nothing to worry about at all. It would be over in two days, and he would hang up the phone after a few words of comfort. up.

Unexpectedly, Ji Yang called him again during the piano group teaching and research meeting in the afternoon. He was not annoying, he could understand Ji Yang's mood, but he was a little displeased that Ji Yang was in such a good state a while ago, why he suddenly lost his composure It's over.

Naturally, it was impossible to answer the phone during the meeting, so he hung up the phone and called the other party as soon as the meeting ended.

Maybe his tone was a bit bad, but his words were full of words of relief. When he returned home after a busy day, he thought about it and edited a message to Ji Yang and sent it. After half an hour, around eight o'clock, Ji Yang replied to him: Thank you teacher, I see.

There are only eight words, no expression, and there is not even an exclamation mark in the two punctuation marks, which makes Li An realize that Ji Yang's emotions seem to be not as simple as he thought.

But what else can he say, when the ranking comes out, all the problems will be gone.

So he didn't say anything to the other party.

Two days passed in the blink of an eye.

There was still no movement on the official account of Rongyuan, and Li An also complained about the office efficiency of Rongyuan. This week, the re-examination results of the Ninth University have been announced one after another, and now only Rongyuan and Guangyuan are left.

"What did she say?" Li An put down the folder in his hand and asked concerned, "Will it be convenient for her?"

At this time, Ji Yang sent another message, Chen Xuan asked Li An to go to her own business first after reading it, "She's looking for me, I'll give her a call."

Li An nodded, Chen Xuan should be able to help Xiao Ji more than herself at this moment, "Let's discuss your repertoire in the evening."
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Half an hour later, Chen Xuan came out of the bedroom. The sound of the piano was coming from the study. She didn't interrupt Li An, and went to the bathroom for a while. When she returned to the bedroom, she picked up the music folder and started to read.

She hasn't touched many songs for a long time. Thinking of Xiaomi A's point of view, she couldn't help but smile, but even if the focus is on participation, she must at least come up with a decent performance, otherwise she will die of being laughed at.

Hmm - I don't know how unfamiliar the hand is, and her eyes are fixed on the first movement of De Vienne's Seventh Flute Concerto. After a while, she got up and went back to the living room, picked up the flute from the sofa, and then went to her Small classroom at home.

After installing the flute and checking the sound, she didn't play the tune immediately, but blew a long note first.

The soft sound of the flute in her ears blended with the faint sound of the piano from next door, making her feel like she was back in college one evening when she was practicing the flute in the piano room.

This feeling is different from the ninth floor of Yudong. The two often practiced together during working hours last year, but the purpose of her practice was mostly to serve her work.

At this moment, she is not sure why she wants to practice the flute.

Perhaps practicing the flute should be a pure thing in Chen Xuan's heart, just like the piano room should be a place for practicing the piano.

An hour passed in a blink of an eye.

Ang Lee is immersed in the p dynamic mark at the beginning of the first movement and cannot extricate himself. At the beginning of 12 bars, this dynamic mark appears six times, coupled with the emotional changes of the repeated passages, it seems that people are in a kaleidoscope.

How to strike the delicate balance between musical color and strength in the emotionally soothing melody passage is a puzzle left by Beethoven.

Ang Lee has always liked to do this kind of decryption.

In the blink of an eye, another 10 minutes passed, and he, who hadn't devoted himself to the development of new songs for a long time, withdrew his hands from the keyboard with some reluctance.

It was ten o'clock and he couldn't go on.

Almost at the same time, the sound of the flute next door also stopped.

It is always a peace of mind to have someone accompany you to practice the piano. Li An buckled the piano cover, got up and went back to the living room in two steps. Just as he was about to walk to Chen Xuan's room, Chen Xuan's door opened by itself.

"Practice long notes all night?" Li An asked.

Chen Xuan looked at Li An with a slightly teasing gaze as a matter of course, "Don't you practice scales before practicing the piano?"

As she spoke, she walked out of the door, wiped her forehead and took off the sweater on her upper body. The graceful curves were fully revealed from the top to the bottom of the neck, giving people an extremely pleasing sensory experience.

Li An was observing carefully, and then heard Chen Xuan's invitation, "Shall we take a bath?"

"Wash!" Li An took off his clothes even faster.

Seeing Li An being so active, Chen Xuan narrowed her eyes in doubt, wasn't it yesterday morning?
But in the next second, she was stung by the hot gaze of the other party. She hurried back to the bedroom to get the towel and quilt, stopped at the bedside and hesitated for a moment, then opened the drawer, and grabbed a square package into her palm.

"This?"

"uh-huh?"

Bawan, who was planning to watch the excitement, was already squatting at the door of the bathroom, but what awaited him was a closed door kill.

Not long after, it heard the sound of the shower being turned on at its fullest.

The mist all over the sky swallowed up the poetic picture that should have been written stroke by stroke, and was ruthlessly thrown on the other side of the toilet together with the shoes. The silence at this moment of whiteness is probably just a pure protective color.

Four 10 minutes is neither long nor short.

After washing off the tiredness of the day, the two walked out of the bathroom one after another, both feeling light in their bodies.

"Hey, art exams are like this. What did she say? What does that girl named Xiao Wu plan to do? Should she choose a random school or come for another year?"

"Should repeat it."
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Ji Yang was really looking for Chen Xuan at night.

After listening to Xiao Ji's words, Chen Xuan probably also understood the reason why the other party's mood has been so unstable these few days. final transcript.

In the world of art examinations, the realization of one person's dream is doomed to mean the shattering of a group of people's dreams.

In Lingyi's non-provincial orchestra re-examination results, Xiao Wu only ranked No. 20. This year Lingyi's orchestral enrollment plan outside the province is only [-]th.

In other words, Xiao Wu's dream was completely shattered, and one of Ji Yang's birthday wishes did not come true.

In addition to the failure of her best friend in the art exam, her two roommates were also pushed out of their dreams by their double-digit professional rankings.

One of them has already dropped out of school and went home, because no matter how hard he studies cultural lessons, nothing will change.

The scenes around her seemed to be stimulating Xiao Ji. She comforted herself during breakfast, saying that it would be great to repeat the study, and she could prepare for another year. At lunch, she felt that if she failed, she would be too sorry for her parents and teachers. , During dinner, her brain was exhausted, and she didn't know what was going on in her mind, so she wanted to find a place where there was no one to confide in.

What supported the normal operation of her body was the teacher's words——

"Enjoy this feeling."

Chen Xuan wasn't sure if the values ​​behind this sentence were right or not. Anyway, she didn't think it should be a kind of enjoyment. "Help me the hair dryer."

Li An handed over the hair dryer, "Then what did you tell her?"

"I didn't say anything, just let her sleep well and eat well," Wuyang Wuyang's voice from the hair dryer scared Bawan away again. After drying her hair, Chen Xuan stroked a lock of hair and muttered to herself, " It’s time for nutrition.”

Then he turned his head, "Come here and I'll blow it to you."

"No, I'm almost dry."

Seeing this, she unplugged the hair dryer, "By the way, I told her that the Chengdu Cup competition will be held next month, and she seemed to be more emotional after hearing it."

Li Ang: "How can she have time to participate in this competition?"

Chen Xuan: "There are ready-made songs, just report your name and participate in it. By the way, it can also adjust your mood before the college entrance examination. You don't really think that there will be any accidents in her culture class, do you?"

Not to mention listening to what Chen Xuan said, it seems that this is really the case. Ji Yang's perfect grades are enough to explain the problem.

"Let's talk about it when the time comes." Li An dried his hair and went to bed, "Come, help you choose a song."

Chen Xuan excitedly climbed onto the bed when she heard the words, moved to Li An's side and took out her mobile phone, "I have chosen three songs, please help me choose."

"The first one."

She clicked to play, and two seconds later, the brilliant string ensemble played with a playful motive unique to a certain composer, and immediately the bedding under the soft light was tainted with a touch of extravagance.

"Mozart."

Li An's guess is correct, or there is no need to guess at all. This kind of relaxed and lively melody without losing elegance and fun is unique to everyone.

The three movements are synthesized in one go, which makes people feel happy after listening.

"This guy blows really well."

Chen Xuanxin said of course, the performer is her super idol.

"Listen to the second one."

The second piece has no piano accompaniment, and the melody played by the flute declares that it is a work of the Baroque period.

"Bach."

Chen Xuan frowned when Li An blurted out. Chen Xuan seemed to be using this method to warn Li An that it was not a game of listening to the composer.

So after listening to the second song, Ang Lee didn't comment.

"The third one."

Chen Xuan pressed the play button again. As soon as the sound of the flute came out this time, Li An felt as if an ethereal swirl swept across his neck, and his arms were immediately covered with a fine layer of goosebumps.

The beginning of this piece of flute is too emotional, right?

The band that followed the stage even let the flute sound hanging in the air find a fulcrum, giving the listener a buffer gap, and allowing the music to move forward.

After listening to the three tracks, Ang Lee didn't know which one to choose, so he laughed and said that he should record them all.

This is not the answer Chen Xuan wanted. Obviously, only one song is needed for the video, and she left the decision to Li An, "I really can't decide to pay attention."

"Is it okay to choose whatever you want?" Li An was a little uncertain. He could at most listen to other people's opinions on this kind of thing, and decided that he had to do it himself.

Chen Xuan nodded foolishly: "You can brag about whatever you say."

Li An rubbed his chin, if he was allowed to choose——

First of all, he has to rule out the second Bach, because Bach is unaccompanied, and he wants to play steel accompaniment for Chen Xuan.

Of the remaining two songs, um, he prefers the third song in his heart. He really likes it and it sounds good, but considering that he is not familiar with the third song at all, he cannot guarantee that he will be able to play the third song in a short time. Play it in place, don't cause Chen Xuan's video to not be recorded due to your own reasons, the loss outweighs the gain.

But what if?
In the end, after weighing it up and down, he decided to give up the idea of ​​choosing the third song.

Choosing the first song can be regarded as returning to his field of expertise.

Of course, choosing Mozart is not without risks. It is foreseeable that in the next ten days, the two will have disputes more than once during the co-production process due to some difficulties in reaching an agreement.

Looking back on the past, there are countless reference cases, but fortunately, the process was quite interesting.

"Mozart!"

Li An's snapping fingers seemed to hit Chen Xuan's heart. The reason why she couldn't make a decision was that she couldn't choose between choosing Mozart or giving up Mozart.

In her eyes, there are actually only two options, Mozart and non-Mozart.

Since Ang Lee helped her choose, then Mozart.

Maybe there is a little bit of God's will in it, anyway, she has to face it this time.

"I'll give you the steel companion tomorrow," Chen Xuan said as she put down her phone and turned off the bedside lamp. The bedroom was plunged into darkness. After a long time, she asked, "Why did you choose Mozart?"

Ang Lee confessed frankly, "I am familiar with it."

Chen Xuanxin said that it was God's will, "Li An, which of these three works do you think is the easiest?"

"Mozart."

Chen Xuan smiled: "Which one is the most difficult?"

"Mozart."

Perhaps judging by amateur listeners, most people would think that Mozart is the simplest of these three pieces, but Ang Lee knows that the difficulty of Mozart lies in this, making it sound so simple.

Chen Xuan looked at the ceiling and sighed softly, "Do you know how many flute candidates choose this work every year?"

Ang Lee: "This song is quite suitable for the art test."

For a moment, "Did you choose it back then?"

Chen Xuan hummed: "Retest the repertoire."

Ang Lee: "It's a little surprising."

Chen Xuan: "What?"

Li Ang: "Don't art test monsters like you all choose that kind of big song?"

Chen Xuan: "Ms. Xiao helped me choose Iber, but I insisted on playing Mozart, and finally I did."

Li An smelled something unusual from Chen Xuan's tone, "Why, the Dao heart is not stable, and it didn't perform well in the end?"

Chen Xuan burst out laughing, "Talking nonsense again, what kind of Taoist heart is unstable, messy."

Paused, "It's not bad, but that's what it means."

Li An laughed, turned over and pressed Chen Xuan under him, "It seems that I also helped you overcome a psychological obstacle, how can you repay me."

Chen Xuan just let Li An suppress her, ignoring the other party's teasing, and asked calmly, "You don't have such a situation?"

Ang Lee shook his head and said with a smile, "It's very common for me to play a piece badly. Maybe it's because the technique is not up to standard, maybe it's because the score is not well understood, maybe it's because the cognition is not in place, but what does it matter? , anyway, I always firmly believe that one day I will be able to play it well."

Chen Xuan suddenly didn't want to think about Mozart anymore, she raised her hand to hook Li Ang's neck, her eyes fluttered, and the corners of her mouth raised, "Is it okay?"

provocative?

Ang Lee often feels that he is not good enough, but at such a moment, he has to do if he can't.
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after an hour.

The two came out of the bathroom again.

This time, both of them didn't feel that light and light, as if they were full and full, both of them were wrapped in a sense of fullness.

"Good night."

"Good night."

"By the way, what is the number of this Mozart's work? I only heard it is in D major."

"Mozart Flute Concerto in D major, k314."

Silent all night.

(End of this chapter)