For the first time, Qin Jian was a little excited when he set foot on this land that is considered a dream by countless people.

This stems from his favorite 1900, a famous scene in The Pianist at Sea - on the silent deck, people were waiting for the dawn, and suddenly a "Uh McRickin!" awakened the enthusiasm in everyone's eyes.

Through the sea fog, they saw the Statue of Liberty looming.

...

It's a shame there is no Statue of Liberty in Rochester.

So Qin Jian's curiosity about the land beneath his feet gradually faded.

The three of them were driven by Lin Xiao. After half an hour's drive, they visited downtown Rochester in May and finally arrived at Gibbs Street.

Eastman School of Music, a Broadway-like entrance.

I have heard about the name of Eastman for a long time, and this is the first time I saw it in person. Just speaking from the exterior, it really shows a modern atmosphere that is different from most traditional European music schools.

Qin Jian guessed that students here would not have to study the history of Western music in a cathedral that smelled of rotten wood.

After getting off the bus, Lin Xiao wisely left, leaving time for the two bosses.

He Jing: "Go back and take a nap?"

Qin Jian: "Turn around."

He Jing: “Want to go to the store?”

Qin Jian: "No, I want to see your school."

The two siblings walked into the school.

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After the tour, Qin Jian saw how wealthy the private aristocratic music academy was.

The 17th-century Italian Baroque organ located in the Art Memorial Hall alone is difficult to price. He Jing said that there is only such a large organ of its kind in North America.

In addition to art museums, Qin Jian also went to large rehearsal halls, sound laboratories and other places.

Generally speaking, Eastman's professional and complete ultra-modern hardware facilities are currently unmatched by ordinary music colleges in China.

"hi, ho."

Walking out of the teaching building, a middle-aged professor who looked like a professor greeted He Jing.

This was the sixth time Qin Jian saw someone actively greeting He Jing during his short trip to campus.

"Popular people." Qin Jian joked.

He Jing smiled noncommittally, "Have you earned enough? Let's go back and have some rest. I'll take you to the store this afternoon."

Qin Jian looked around and said, "Piano room, I want to go and visit the place where you first came here to practice piano."

He Jing brought Qin Jian to the door of a small piano room, where someone was practicing.

"mozart."

After listening for a moment, Qin Jian gave up the idea of ​​going in, and just felt the piano practice life of He Jingchu from the sound of the piano.

"Is it far home from here?"

"It's not far now."

Qin Jian nodded, looked at the thin figure in front of him, and sighed in his heart, his sister has always been working hard.

"Sister, let's go, I'm hungry."

After a simple lunch, the two siblings returned to He Jing's current residence.

Just a two-bedroom cottage on Gibbs Street.

The moment Qin Jian entered the room, he felt as if he had returned to 206 of the Ink Painting Garden. The decor was simple and elegant, and everything was still so simple.

There is no living room in the two-bedroom apartment. To the left of the door is a smaller bedroom with a small bed and a family photo beside the bed.

On the other side of the bed is a simple wardrobe attached to the wall.

Next to the wardrobe is a piano, an upright piano covered with a floral cover.

He knew the piano. It was a second-hand Kawa piano that He Jing bought after she entered school. There was an obvious paint chip on the leg.

Walking to the piano, he picked up the water glass on the piano. There was still tea in the water glass.

But after two more years of running around, the writing on the water glass has become completely unclear.

"Qin Jian."

Qin Jian turned his head, put down his cup and walked in the direction of the sound.

He came to a large bedroom.

He Jing had already placed Qin Jian's luggage, and then said, "Your room."

The brand new bedroom looks like it has been prepared in advance, and the bedding on the big bed is new.

"When I rented this house, I considered that you and Teacher Qin and Aunt Fang would come over in the future."

After saying that, He Jing looked at the large bedroom again with her hands on her hips, and then clapped her hands with satisfaction, "Have a rest. I'll call you later and go to the store to meet your employees in the afternoon."

"Sister, you should also take a rest."

Seeing He Jing's faint look of haggard under her makeup, Qin Jian expressed concern.

"Well, I'll take a nap too."

The two siblings each rested for a while.

...

In the afternoon, He Jing brought Qin Jian to the store, which is also located in a luxurious area on Gibbs Street.

A completely white signboard has only one Chinese character and one English word on it.

The simple black "Qin" character is full of Chinese cultural atmosphere, plus a "Piano" full of design sense.

"How is it?" He Jing asked.

Qin Jian: "Would it be too ostentatious?"

The two siblings looked at each other and smiled, then followed the sound of piano coming from the store door and walked into the mysterious wooden frame door.

The employees welcomed the two people with great enthusiasm. After Qin Jian entered and was spotted by the first person, everyone rushed to the lobby on the first floor.

As their leader, there is no need to say more about He Jing.

Although they have followed He Jing to meet many big figures in the music industry in recent days.

But the Qin Key class is different. Not only is there a new Chopin champion, but also their boss is the founder of the Qin style piano teaching method.

Under the lively atmosphere, He Jing introduced every staff member to Qin Jian.

Qin Jian listened carefully to He Jing's introduction and tried to match each person's name with their appearance.

He Jing had already told him on the way here that these people in front of her were the first batch of teachers she had recruited, and she had personally conducted pre-job training.

It's very good. There are seven piano teachers plus two academic staff and a receptionist. They are all energetic young people.

What makes Qin Jian even more satisfied is that five of the seven teachers are Chinese students.

This is exactly what he wanted.

Out of some curiosity, after He Jing introduced everyone, Qin Jian raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet.

moment.

"Who can teach me a lesson?"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone looked at each other in shock.

this...

He Jing did not expect Qin Jian to ask such a question, but she was not nervous and looked at everyone.

“What do you need to learn?”

A tall and thin young Chinese teacher stood up, and his actions attracted the attention of everyone present.

"It took five minutes to teach me how to touch the most basic keys."

As he spoke, Qin Jian sat in front of the piano in the hall, and everyone gathered around him with interest.

What follows will be an interesting scene.

Five minutes of piano instruction.

The lecturer is a courageous messenger among the first batch of teachers trained in the Qin-style piano teaching method, and the listener is the founder of the Qin-style piano teaching method.

"Touching keys is a very easy thing in our teaching method."

The young teacher placed his right hand on the keyboard, "You only need to relax your wrist and gently push your arm forward."

With a "dang" sound, a crisp note floated up.

"In this way, the power of the arm is transmitted to the fingers, and a basic key-touch process is completed."

"You try it."

Qin Jian followed the young man's description of the key-touching process, and like an obedient piano boy, he raised his arms and lowered his fingers, and played the exact same note.

He asked: "Is this so?"

Applause from the crowd immediately erupted behind him.
To be continued...