In the next few days, Su Qingjia began to observe her most important audience, Louis. With her 2.0 vision, Su Qingjia found that she began to feel the old man's door.
She constantly improved the strength and speed of her touch on the keys, adding her own understanding into this simple etude. Finally, ten days later, old man Louis downed the red wine in his glass in one gulp. He did not have the elegance and posturing that he usually had when he carefully tasted the wine. That's it!"
Damn, it had been almost half a year, and she finally got a " good ". Su Qingjia felt that tears were welling up in her eyes. She felt that she needed to thank CCTV, BBC, all kinds of TV, her parents, the heavens, the earth, the party, the country, and the people. She finally got over this hurdle!
Before she could recover from her happiness, Louis ran to the bar counter and poured a glass of red wine. He sat on the sofa and said a familiar sentence leisurely,"Again."
Su Qingjia was speechless.
Su Qingjia glared at Louis with grief and indignation before flicking cotton again.
However, after the first success, she had obviously found a way. The more she played, the smoother she became. As Louis 'affirmation increased, Su Qingjia suddenly understood that what she lacked was what Louis needed to see.
His own feelings and characteristics.
This was a must for an outstanding pianist. Su Qingjia suddenly understood Louis 'teaching method. He wanted to let her find her own path through continuous accumulation. No one could help her on this path. She had to rely on herself to find the most suitable strength and inject her emotions.
Su Qingjia already had a lot of emotions, but she still lacked a bit of uniqueness. This required accumulation, and only with the accumulation of quantity could there be a qualitative breakthrough.
However, playing a piece of music for half a year allowed her to touch this threshold.
The Curtis Academy of Music's examinations arrived as scheduled. Su Qingjia wrapped herself up and went out with Ming Ling. Louis hadn't been back since the day before yesterday. As the head of the piano department, this was the first time he had led the piano department's enrollment. He had to make preparations.
It snowed again in Philadelphia last night. The tropical climate brought by the subtropics made the winter cold. White hats were worn on the top of the buildings, and the city's cleaners were shoveling snow and sprinkling salt on the road.
A gust of cold wind blew, and Su Qingjia silently shrank his neck.
The piano room that Curtis used to enroll students was filled with people. They had all flown in from all over the world to take the entrance examination. Most of them were young people in their teens, and some were in their twenties. They were here to take the college's undergraduate and postgraduate degrees, but Su Qingjia also saw a few children who were no older than her by two years.
The piano department appreciated children with extraordinary talent, but it was still uncertain whether they would succeed or not.
Due to the recommendation letter from the piano department director, Su Qingjia was exempted from the preliminary examination. Of course, there were still a few people who were exempted from the preliminary examination. She did not use the back door. Those who were recommended by the master would not be bad, so the preliminary examination was saved. This way, both sides were relaxed.
Su Qingjia had been waiting for almost an hour or two. During this time, many people had been assessed. Some of them had heavy expressions, while others were happy.
A black-haired, brown-eyed girl from Canada was sitting next to Su Qingjia. When she went in, Su Qingjia cheered her on. However, things did not go as she wished. The girl ran out crying.
Su Qingjia's heart was stuffed. She sighed. It was her turn soon.
Ming Ling was waiting for her in the waiting room outside. Su Qingjia took a deep breath, stood up, and walked through the long corridor to the piano room. She calmed herself down and knocked on the door.
"Please come in." It was the voice of a female teacher.
Su Qingjia was still a little nervous, but she told herself to calm down.
After a simple self-introduction, she was going to show the judges her self-selected song.
After careful consideration, Louis chose " Dream of Love " for her. This song was not difficult, but the most important thing was the emotions in it. Very few people could control it well, let alone a twelve-year-old girl.
But this was obviously very suitable for Su Qingjia.
It was obvious that this master was not as carefree as he usually was. His gaze became solemn. His little disciple's performance made him a little expectant and a little worried.
Su Qingjia lowered his wrist, and a melodious movement floated between his fingers.
The entire tune was affectionate and gentle. In Su Qingjia's performance, it was like a nightingale's song. The romantic colors were vividly interpreted by her, and there was a lively beauty in it.
Many people had played this piece before and could master it at Amateur Level Nine, but it was really difficult to control. Liszt, the King of Pianos, had spent a lot of effort to compose this piece. He had to be fast, but if he was too fast, the brilliance would not be enough, and the tone would become hard.
When Su Qingjia played the second verse, he added in some of the experiences he had seen in his previous life. He played it lightly, like a dragonfly gliding across the water or a cloud flying across the treetops, but there was a different kind of nostalgia.
When the song ended, the judges applauded her and she walked to the table to bow.
Louis 'eyes were filled with genuine joy. It was obvious that his disciple had performed very well. It could be said that he was the one who played the best among all the candidates today.
The judges unanimously decided to give Su Qingjia a high score.
Su Qingjia suppressed his excitement and continued to listen to the judges 'teachings and questions.
In the end, a female professor who sat in the middle but basically did not speak asked her,"Can you tell me who you were thinking of when you played this song?”
This female professor took good care of herself. She looked very fashionable in her elegant but not old-fashioned clothes. She looked very charming in her black fur coat.
"I'm thinking about a friend of mine." Su Qingjia was stunned.”
"Then he must really like you." the female professor said. Her eyes were filled with reminiscence.
"That boy must have done a lot for you. I can hear it from your piano.”The female professor flipped her curly hair and said flirtatiously," You're really a lucky girl, but I hope you're a smart girl.”
Although Su Qingjia was still at a loss, she still thanked the professor."Thank you. I think time will prove everything.”
The female professor nodded and did not say anything else. She greeted the examiner and finished her questions.
" Bella," Louis said," Now, on behalf of Curtis 'piano department, I welcome you." Congratulations!" The old gentleman, Louis, spoke English with a London accent, which was particularly elegant among a group of American accents.
Su Qingjia thanked the judges with joy and slight doubt.
After leaving the piano room, Su Qingjia and Ming Ling returned to the apartment.
Ming Ling was in a good mood. She quickly packed her things and prepared to celebrate in the evening. She was busy in the kitchen. Seeing that she could not help much, Su Qingjia returned to his room.
She flipped through the book in her hand. She had been reading this book all this time.
Actually, she had already watched it three or four times, but she still enjoyed it.
The photo that Carlos had given her was in the book.
The contrast between black and white was still stark. The young man's porcelain white skin was still as tender as a sapling, and the black tattoo was particularly eye-catching.
Su Qingjia carefully traced it many times.
Ever since she left Barcelona, when she played the song " Dream of Love," she would unconsciously think of Carlos, his golden hair, his blue-gray eyes, his honey-filled dimples, and his sparkling ears.
She had been forcing herself to ignore the boy's feelings, but when faced with the tattoo that was deeply carved into her skin, Su Qingjia realized that she really couldn't do it. The youth's words were too sincere, so sincere that she couldn't speak and tears kept falling.
The guilt and intense shock in her heart made her pour all her emotions into the zither.
"I once died/Before the doubts of love/Buried by its hands/Deep in this place/By its deep kiss/Awakened me/I saw heaven in its eyes"
Even though Su Qingjia told himself that he would not be suitable for this young man, that he was almost thirty years old, twenty-six years in his previous life plus four years in this life, such a young man would not have a good ending with him.
But on the other hand, there was a voice in her heart telling her, why not? Carlos is so good. He loves you so much. Why can't you love him? Your current physical age is two years younger than him.
Su Qingjia fell into an unprecedented confusion.
The female professor's words made her heart start to tilt to one side." You're really a lucky girl, but I hope you're a smart girl."
Would she choose the smart one?
Carlos would get some information about Bella from Director Rexatch. Although he really wanted to call her and ask her personally, he admitted that he was a coward.
In the afternoon, he started drawing again. Rexatch told him that Bella had successfully enrolled at Curtis Academy of Music. Although he didn't know where it was, he thought that the school that allowed Bella to go to must be very good.
As he thought about it, he began to sketch on the drawing book.
The sun had set, and it was already late at night on the other side. Carlos said to the girl playing the piano on the drawing book," Bella, sweet dreams."
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