then.

In the last time before returning to Yangcheng for the New Year.

Qin Jian's crazy 12-hour piano practice life begins again.

Four days later.

Qin Jian's k279 sonata has basically been played. As the first link in Mr. Mozart's last wish, this sonata that is less than fifteen minutes is not only related to the unlocking of the next chapter, but also can be used as a track for the Mozart's preliminary round.

So no matter what, this is the first work he has to complete.

In addition to this song, Qin Jian will also spend an hour practicing the Dongfeng Etude every morning.

As his Chopin hand position became more pure, with the steady increase in proficiency of various playing techniques, Dongfeng's various finger techniques were also better improved.

The evening time period is a special sonata session for Mr. Beethoven.

Through the experience of Huayunsai, Qin Jian has already had his own experience in how to perform a long sonata on stage.

After repeatedly watching his game video, he will pay more attention to the transmission of small emotions and the overall promotion of coherent emotions during practice.

While striving to deepen the musical style of the classical period as much as possible under the premise of proficiency.

In addition to practicing piano and sleeping and eating, Qin Jian spent the rest of his time listening to the performances of piano masters of various styles, and frantically absorbing the nutrients he needed.

Of course, this is not entirely true.

Every day before going to bed, he would still ask people to chat and watch videos.

This does work for alleviating fatigue for a day.

.........

.........

A bright morning.

Accompanied by the crackling sound of firecrackers from the window, Qin Jian dropped the last sound of the third movement of k279.

"Finish."

Qin Jian gently closed the piano cover, stood up and stretched.

I simply cleaned up the messy house.

I pasted the Spring Festival couplets I bought some time ago on the small door of 206.

Looking at the word "Fu" upside down on the door, Qin Jian nodded with satisfaction.

Then he left with his luggage.

At this moment, when I walked through the noisy corridor, a false door heard a sound, "It's time to start the pot and put the dumplings!"

Qin Jian speeded up his pace.

......

As the most solemn traditional festival of the Chinese nation, the Spring Festival is the eternal spiritual pillar of every Chinese.

New Year's Eve is the last day of the year.

On the day when the moon is over, there is nothing more ritualistic than here when you go home.

......

Lunar New Year's eve.

The most crowded day of the year in Yangcheng Bus Station.

Qin Jian looked forward to the New Year every day when he was a child, but now he doesn’t have a headache about the New Year.

But it is indeed a physical job to squeeze out from the crowded bus station with large bags.

17:50.

"Master, Hongtai Community."

After getting into the taxi panting, Qin Jian felt a little relieved

"Go home for the New Year," the driver grinned at the rearview mirror and stepped on the accelerator. "Hait up your seat belt and check it strictly during the New Year."

The car started to move slowly.

"Yes, go home for the New Year." Qin Jian adjusted his sitting position, put on his seat belt, and said casually, "It's the New Year, are you still leaving the car?"

"Me?" The driver skillfully held the steering wheel. "Yeah, there are no people at home. My wife is gone. My son is busy with work. He said he can't come back this year. I'm idle at home. It just so happens that there are not many cars on the street during the New Year, so I'll just come out and run away."

Qin Jian sighed.

The driver's cheerful voice rang again, "It's nothing, young people should be busy."

“You are talking about it.”

Along the way, with the scenes passing outside the window, the old and the young kept saying one by one.

Soon, the car stopped at the entrance of the community...

Qin Jian got out of the car with his luggage.

The driver stuck his head out, "Happy New Year, young man!"

After saying that, the car started again.

Qin Jian waved toward the taxi that was driving.

“So too.”

"Happy New Year."

...

......

"Hurry up, change your clothes."

"Dumplings will be ready in a while"

As soon as he entered the house, before Qin Jian could put down his things, he was urged by Fang Xuehua to change his clothes.

"Okay, I'll change it."

Qin Jian came to the bedroom with the new clothes in his hand and came out again. A sumptuous dinner was already set on the dining table.

He Jing walked out of the kitchen with two plates of hot dumplings.

"Study."

There were constant sounds of firecrackers outside the window, and the TV in the living room was playing the news broadcast.

The family of four sat around the dining table again.

Qin Jian gathered the wine glasses in his hand.

"Dad, mom, sister, happy new year!!"

"Quiet, Happy New Year!!"

"Teacher Qin, Aunt Fang Happy New Year!"

"Happy New Year, wait, where is my wine glass?"

In the gathering of a cup of laughter, there is a faint happiness and a faint warmth.

After a meal.

The family moved to the sofa and started watching the Spring Festival Gala together.

“This show is getting worse every year.”

"It's all old faces, it's meaningless."

When we arrived at a piano solo program, the whole family cheered up.

He is a famous pianist in my country who is playing the Yellow River Suite.

"Qin Jian, when will you be able to show us this stage?" Fang Xuehua quipped, "Can you do next year?"

Qin Jian pretended to be serious.

"Okay, next year."

With laughter and joy, time passed quickly.

.........

After the New Year, Qin Gang and his wife returned to their bedroom to rest.

There were only two siblings left in the living room.

"How are you prepared?"

"Fortunately, time is a little tight."

"Have you done your passport?"
To be continued...