This weekend, Yang Jingxing went to the Conservatory of Music. What embarrassed him was that He Hongchui came to him and asked how his writing of the variations was going.

Yang Jingxing could only play the version he played for Tao Meng once, and He Hongchui gave him a lesson on the spot, explaining the chord function circle of harmony progression, tonic chords, subordinate chords, dominant chords... and then asked Yang Jingxing to

Go back and keep working hard.

He Hongchui's talk was very simple and broad, with a lot of content. I hope Yang Jingxing has enough understanding and divergent thinking.

Yang Jingxing's etudes have reached 740, and he doesn't feel the increase in difficulty at all. So Li Yingzhen's plan for him is to study both the composition department and the piano department, and get a double degree, although he has not yet passed the exam.

school.

Hu Yiqing privately suggested that Yang Jingxing should stop wasting too much energy on cultural classes. The music school was almost a sure thing.

Yang Jingxing went crazy and said that he wanted to be an excellent high school graduate.

On Sunday night, Tao Meng asked Yang Jingxing: "Did you really compile the score yourself?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "If you ask a few more times, it won't be the case."

Tao Meng looked at Yang Jingxing with unpleasant eyes: "Stingy... I went home and looked at it, it was a bit difficult."

Yang Jingxing was happy: "Haha, you know how awesome it is."

Tao Meng was even more proud: "I bounced it down!"

Yang Jingxing added: "It's actually super simple."

Tao Meng was unconventional and said: "Actually, I like the theme song the most."

Yang Jingxing asked: "That one?"

Tao Meng thought for a moment and said, "It's the one with crazyforyou."

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "I can't remember."

Tao Meng gave up for a few seconds but was still unwilling to give in: "Just Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang..." She hummed so quietly that it was almost inaudible.

Yang Jingxing did indeed smile, and it was definitely a sinister smile.

Tao Meng immediately turned around and went back to reading, raising her left hand to cover her head.

Yang Jingxing protested: "You hurt people's self-esteem too much. Is my smile so ugly?"

Tao Meng covered her ears with both hands.

Yang Jingxing stood up again: "Okay, I'm going to practice the piano. Give me a step."

Tao Meng didn't move.

Yang Jingxing was really spineless: "I was wrong, I apologize."

Tao Meng still covered her ears and tried hard to move the chair forward with her butt.

At 6:30 pm on the 20th, Yang Jingxing called Liu Miao.

Liu Miao quickly answered: "Hello."

But he didn't hear Yang Jingxing speak. After a few seconds, the sound of the piano came. It was easy to hear that it was a birthday song.

Liu Miao's birthday is today and the family is having dinner to celebrate. Wu Heyu and Liu Chiwei saw their daughter answer the phone and said "hello", then looked down at the table, smiled sweetly, and did not move for two minutes.

I don't know who is talking on the other end of the phone.

After Yang Jingxing finished playing the piano, he picked up the phone and said, "Happy birthday."

"Thank you." Liu Miao finally spoke, and at the same time stood up and went back to the room, "Have you eaten... I'm at home... She's gone home... She must have, it's not like you."

Yang Jingxing was sad: "Doesn't this count as a gift?"

Liu Miao's demands are very high: "No one can see it, there is no sincerity."

Yang Jingxing was angry: "It's much better than the two-character text messages you sent!"

Liu Miao hehe: "Don't forget about Xia Xue."

"How is that possible! Hey, what's the date?"

Liu Miao threatened: "I'm going to tell her!"

…

Wu Heyu and Liu Chiwei waited for their daughter for five minutes and asked her: "Yang Jingxing's phone number?"

Liu Miao nodded.

Wu Heyu asked again: "What did you say? I was silent for a long time."

"Nothing, he played the piano for me."

…

On Friday afternoon, Yang Jingxing gave Tao Meng three manuscripts, which were the piano version of "Dang Dang Dang". Yang Jingxing arranged this piece of music very simply, so that he could relax himself and cater to Tao Meng's taste and skills, which were not as high as he imagined.

Yang Jingxing said: "Thank you for helping me fulfill my dream of sitting at the same table with a beautiful girl in high school."

Tao Meng, who was embarrassed, pushed the paper back to Yang Jingxing's desk: "I don't want it anymore."

Yang Jingxing hummed again: "Okay, I apologize."

Tao Meng looked at Yang Jingxing and said with a little excitement: "You know sometimes you really make people confused! Can't we talk like ordinary classmates?"

"Oh." Yang Jingxing nodded.

Tao Meng reached out and took the manuscript back.

On Saturday, Yang Jingxing was snatched away from Li Yingzhen by He Hongchui for the whole morning. He Hongchui said that the "Ye Yu Variations" that Yang Jingxing had remade this week was remarkable, but more of it was immature and unruly.

The prelude is not good, and it is a bit overwhelming. The theme is weak, and the decorative music is superfluous, which is not what Yang Jingxing did well. The first variation changes the theme to the left hand, which is simply ugly. The second variation is obviously imitating Haydn. The third variation

The variation is obviously an imitation of Mozart...and a very bad imitation.

He Hongchui reviewed and commented section by section in front of Yang Jingxing, and also explained theoretical knowledge, which benefited him a lot.

He Hongchui was so attentive, and Li Yingzhen was even more serious, letting Yang Jingxing struggle all afternoon on Chopin's "Waltz in C sharp minor."

The first time Yang Jingxing came down, he was scolded: "Listen to yourself, how can you be so impetuous and sad! I see that you are completely impetuous now!"

After the second time, he still scolded: "Badu is so artificial! Who can listen to it!"

It didn’t get much better after the third time: “This section in D major is supposed to be the gentlest section in the whole song, how did you play it!”

Looking back, Zhang Chujia gloated to Yang Jingxing: "The weirdo is finally going to have a taste of our lives."

Hu Yiqing comforted Yang Jingxing, saying that this was Li Yingzhen's strict request for him to withstand the pressure. In fact, Yang Jingxing was already playing very well. Young people, it's no big deal to appear exaggerated when playing such music.

Sunday, the 21st day of the ninth month of the lunar calendar, saw the frost, and the weather was gloomy. Not only was it cool, but it was also a bit cold. The autumn wind blew by, and the fallen leaves were in colorful colors.

In the morning, while resting on the balcony on the second floor of the North Building of the Conservatory of Music, Yang Jingxing could hear the sound of music coming from above and the voices of girls talking. He was sure that it was 306, practicing a song that Yang Jingxing had never heard before.

song.

This piece is very soft and quiet, which is completely different from "Contra". The flute, dulcimer, electronic keyboard and pipa play the leading roles, and the several parts blend well together, making it very comfortable to listen to.

Seeing Yang Jingxing standing there motionless and thinking about life, Li Yingzhen didn't urge him to hurry up and come back to practice the piano. This kid has really been a bit impetuous recently. Li Yingzhen regretted that she was too impatient and shouldn't have praised his talent like that, nor should he have let him

He had to delve into composing music so early. Maybe he really needed to take a good rest and calm down.

After listening to the performance upstairs, Yang Jingxing went back to the room, sat down in front of the piano, and played the piece he just listened to again without having to fumble around.

Li Yingzhen didn't interrupt, because Yang Jingxing played very well and was very involved. Yang Jingxing also played very simply, without being clever and making a bunch of ornaments and complicated chords.

After Yang Jingxing finished playing, he sat there in a daze. A female voice came from upstairs: "Hey, it's from downstairs."

Yang Jingxing didn't bother to go out to chat, and after a two-minute rest, he played "Waltz in C sharp minor" again.

Hu Yiqing and Zhang Chujia did not dare to comment and looked at Li Yingzhen. Li Yingzhen also did not praise Yang Jingxing and asked: "What is your experience?"

Yang Jingxing seemed to have answered the question incorrectly: "The world of music is too profound and broad, and my ideas are too naive."

Li Yingzhen sighed and comforted: "No matter what your thoughts are, as long as you work hard, you can't call them naive."

Yang Jingxing smiled: "Thank you."

When the three of them were having dinner together, Zhang Chujia asked Yang Jingxing: "Aren't you stupid because you were scolded by the two of them?"

Yang Jingxing made an expression like a congenital idiot.

Hu Yiqing smiled: "No, he is very confident."

Zhang Chujia also said: "You think I really have nothing to do. I come here to accompany you every day to be beaten, just to see what miracles you, a weirdo, can create."

Hu Yiqing suggested: "You should have a good rest for a few days. Really, don't go to the piano room at night."

Zhang Chujia continued: "You must not feel frustrated, otherwise I, a person who has practiced piano for more than ten years, will not be able to live... Those who have never written a work in their life should die early."

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "What kind of frustration? At most, I have some self-knowledge."

Zhang Chujia encouraged: "Come on, maybe there will be another man after 306."

As expected, Yang Jingxing didn't practice the piano that night. It doesn't mean that practicing is in vain, but the progress made by this kind of practice is too easy for him, and he can do it at any time.

But when he looks forward to his future, can he really make contributions and breakthroughs in music creation? It is doubtful. He even worries that getting it too easily will limit his level.

Even if he could play all the world's famous music very well within a year, for Yang Jingxing himself, it would still mean nothing. He would still not be able to create something of his own and share it with others.
To be continued...