Thirteen Bass

Chapter 15 [15] Solo

Bai Lang couldn't help but blush when he said that.

"I'm still far behind," he said, "No matter how much you improve, you will always be my idol."

After hearing what he said, Qi Sinian smiled again and didn't say anything more.

Bai Lang looked up at the photos again. They were Qi Sinian's different stages in his musical journey. It was as if he was born for the violin, and each stage easily shone brightly.

One day, he will also have a photo with me, and it will be put into a frame like this, and it will become a memorable moment in Qi Sinian's life.

It would be best to hang it at his home in Switzerland.

Bai Lang thought so.

While they were talking, Elder Armor came out of the kitchen with three teacups and a saucer of refreshments on the coffee table.The Samoyed and the golden retriever also went back to the house, lying carelessly on the carpet in front of the sofa.

Bai Lang sat on the sofa with Qi Sinian, listening to Mr. Amo chatting with Qi Sinian. This time, they naturally used English.Qi Sinian talked about his future plans, including staying in Vienna for a long time.In this regard, Elder Amo did not say anything, but on the contrary, he paid special attention to the situation of the E group during his speech.Bai Lang didn't make a sound, just listened quietly.

This legendary music master was not very enthusiastic, but he was by no means as eccentric as the rumors said. It could be seen that he valued his disciple Qi Sinian very much. After hearing that the two of them were going to Venice to participate in the music festival, he looked up carefully. Glancing at Bai Lang, she asked him, "Are you Fried's student?"

Bai Lang thought about his words and answered in English: "Yes, sir. When I was in North America, I have been studying with Fried."

Elder Armor got up from his chair and said, "Show me your hand."

Bai Lang also stood up.

This requirement may seem outrageous, but it is not difficult to understand.A professional virtuoso can tell a lot from his hands.For example, on Bai Lang's hand, each finger pulp of his left hand was covered with thick calluses, and there were also old and new strangle marks on the fingers and tiger's mouth.Especially on the right side of the thumb, there is a strange bulge, which has become extremely hard day after day.This bump is honored by cellists and has a special name - "thumbpositionforcello".

Objectively speaking, Bai Lang's hands are not good-looking, at least they are not worthy of his handsome appearance.But Bai Lang is not someone who would care about such small things, he agreed and stretched out his hand generously.

Elder Armor only glanced at it briefly, and he already knew it in his heart.He nodded and said: "I like you Chinese kids very much. You are talented and practice hard enough. The North American circle is impetuous, and staying there for a long time will easily wear out your aura. Your choice is very wise."

Bai Lang didn't expect to hear such a comment from Elder Amo, and he was a little dumbfounded.Before he remembered Europe, Fried once said that the European classical music circle was staid and arrogant, and that if they stayed for a long time, they would lose their enthusiasm for music.The outside world said that Amo and Fried were soulmates when they were young, and they had several classic cooperations. Unexpectedly, they even spoke in very similar ways.

Qi Sinian patted him on the shoulder: "Thank you, teacher?"

Bai Lang couldn't help laughing, and said crisply, "Thank you, Mr. Amo."

Elder Amo glanced at Qi Sinian, with an intriguing look in his eyes, and he also had some interest when he looked at Bai Lang: "Since Sean is so optimistic about you, let's try."

Bai Lang was dumbfounded.He didn't understand why the topic suddenly turned to him, and he didn't know what the so-called "try" was about. He just thought of the musical instruments in half the room, and he probably had some bad premonitions.

Sure enough, Elder Amor stood up and walked to the edge of the musical instrument shelf, touched his chin to look at the score on it, and said, "Since he is a student of Fried, he should be good at Mozart. How about Amajor?"

This sentence was a question, but Bai Lang didn't think it was asking for his own opinion.

Qi Sinian stood up, walked to Amo with a cup, and expressed different opinions: "I don't think it's appropriate. No basso continuo, no adaptation, but a concerto."

"You're right." Amo nodded, agreeing with his opinion: "Then don't Mozart."

Qi Sinian took another sip of coffee, picked and picked among the piles of scores on the shelf, looked at Bai Lang again, stopped his movements suddenly, and smiled: "How about Chakong?"

Bai Lang stood beside the two dogs in a daze, feeling like a chicken waiting to be slaughtered.

"A duet?" he asked.

Qi Sinian gracefully put down the cup in his hand, and said with a smile, "Solo. Elder wants to hear how you play, can you?"

Bai Lang was a little nervous, but it was impossible for any mature performer to refuse such an excellent opportunity to perform. He collected himself, tried his best to act confidently, and said, "Of course."

Amo took off his glasses and looked at Qi Sinian, frowning: "Qiakong is a concerto?"

Qi Sinian put his hands into his trouser pockets, and said in an unhurried tone, "Isn't it good without accompaniment? No song is more comprehensive than Chakong."

Bai Lang listened to their conversation silently, and felt that the way the master and apprentice got along was more like old friends or partners for many years.That's right, at Qi Sinian's level, even the famous Mr. Elder Armor would no longer treat him as an ordinary student.

Elder Amo thought about it and agreed with Qi Sinian's opinion.So he casually dragged a chair and sat down, and said, "That's Chakong. Come on, Bai, don't be nervous, let me listen to your music."

Bai Lang's piano sound ended in an incomparably sad and meaningful multi-segment chord.The pure double tone of Re fell slowly, and the atmosphere seemed to fall into the boundless and eternal death.

Bai Lang closed his eyes, unable to struggle out of his emotions for a long time, until Qi Sinian's weak applause rang in his ears.

He opened his eyes, and met Qi Sinian's smiling eyes: "Bravo, Bai Lang, it's great."

Bai Lang put down the bow carefully, he was a little unsure, and looked in the direction of Master Amo nervously.

Elder Armor closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair with no expression on his face.After a while, he looked at Bai Lang, nodded and clapped his hands, but he seemed to be still thinking about something and didn't speak.

Qi Sinian comforted Bai Lang with his eyes, then smiled and said, "Elder, Chakong is so good, don't you want to comment?"

Elder Amo looked at Bai Lang differently from just now, he looked at Qi Sinian again, and asked, "Have you two known each other for a long time?"

Qi Sinian was not surprised, just smiled and said vaguely: "It's sort of. We met in Julia a few years ago."

"No wonder." Elder Armor showed a suddenly realized expression, and said, "That's right, thanks to being Fried's student, the basic skills are in place."

Bai Lang didn't know if this "no wonder" was a compliment. He felt a nervous feeling of scalp tingling after the exam and waiting for the results, so he said flatly, "Thank you."

Elder Armor went on to say: "I heard Sean's Chacon in your music."

Hearing what he said, Bai Lang's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously looked at Qi Sinian's face.

Qi Sinian still had a smile on his face, but immediately said in disapproval: "I don't think he's imitating me, Elder."

Elder Armor didn't get angry, but replied calmly: "I'm not imitating you, Sean. I don't think anyone can do it across the cello and violin. This is the first time I've done it." Seeing you are so restless."

Qi Sinian shrugged his shoulders: "I'm sorry."

Elder Armor showed a warm smile on his indifferent face, and said, "I'm just suddenly looking forward to the duet of the two of you. I think it will be a great piece of music."

The author says:

Note:

[1] bassocontinuo: Continuing bass.One of the main music forms in the Baroque period, that is, the composer wrote two main themes, one high and one low.

(Because it would be strange to write in Chinese, so I used English)

Mozart didn't write a cello concerto, so Herder Armor said "No Mozart".