Chapter 2: Once Again
By this time, except for a few students, no one noticed that Jing Xiaoqiang was sitting in front of the organ.
He clumsily tried to step on the creaking pedal a few times with his toes.
It felt like the wooden pedals being pulled by the canvas straps were about to break!
Except for a few developed areas such as Pinghu, Shanghai, and Guangdong, most middle schools in the 1980s and 1990s had foot-operated organs. Music classes in those with poorer conditions even used accordions and harmonicas.
So very few students can play the piano.
The classmates whose attention was attracted by the organ's labored breathing sound all laughed, thinking that Jing Xiaoqiang was playing tricks again.
Two boys who were close to him jumped over and laughed at him: "Oh, sure, do you know which three keys are the do, re, and mi?"
"You're pretending to be pretty good. Can you tell the difference between black and white?"
As he said this, he reached out and tapped the keys next to him to make trouble, but there was no sound.
Essentially, the organ and the piano are similar products. One blows different reeds by stepping on the bellows, while the other directly strikes the reeds to vibrate, producing different scales.
On the contrary, the electronic keyboard uses electric keys, which is very different from these two categories.
Anyway, judging from Jing Xiaoqiang’s actions, he definitely won’t do that.
Feng Xiaoxia was so confused that she almost laughed out loud.
Look, the older boy has also learned how to pedal with both feet alternately, just like operating a sewing machine.
Then try pressing the keys to make sure your hands and feet coordinate to make the sound.
Lift your hands and test pressing the keys.
The two boys who were playing closely would definitely dare to say that Jing Xiaoqiang in front of them clearly couldn't do it!
Those spread out fingers look so stiff!
The isolated piano sound is even more harsh and monotonous.
But after two or three slow and spaced pronunciations.
First of all, the feet seemed to have found their own rhythm, which was much simpler than the three pedals on the piano . The continuous output of air was enough.
Then, the coordination of left and right hands, which is difficult for ordinary people to achieve, is very easy for Jing Xiaoqiang.
Start by pressing a key hesitantly every two seconds or so.
Just like Cao Zhi's seven-step poem, each of the previous steps seems ordinary.
But by the eighth single note, almost all the students had turned their heads.
Even if you don't have any musical background, you can hear that these notes are becoming more and more connected.
It is definitely not the result of random tapping.
One can even hear the seventh and eighth keys, which already have a faint echoing charm!
The two boys standing next to the organ looked as if they had seen a ghost!
Because Jing Xiaoqiang's fingers had already sped up, starting from the ninth note, suddenly a smooth melody echoed in the sunset!
Although his technique would seem like hitting him with a ruler to any piano teacher.
Not soft at all, just like braised chicken feet!
However, the key position, frequency, pitch, left-right coordination, and especially the biggest problem for beginners in music notation is the difficulty of seeing the music score with the eyes and identifying the keys with the fingers.
He crossed it easily, he didn't even need any score.
There are countless familiar music scores printed in my mind.
Naturally, from the first note, it is the famous Canon in C major...
This is a piece of music that the pianist practices every day, and Jing Xiaoqiang's ears are almost callused from listening to it.
It feels like he used the first eight notes of the Canon Variations to get his touch back.
In fact, the left hand is the same from beginning to end, serving as the background sound of the chord for the right hand, 15634145 is repeated over and over, which is called a canon chord.
The right hand expresses the theme melody more and more skillfully.
Most Chinese people were introduced to this song through the movie "My Sassy Girl" about ten years later.
The heroine was playing the piano in the classroom, and the hero went over to her and gave her flowers like a fool.
Just max out the romance index.
But now for Jing Xiaoqiang it is a song that heals and soothes his emotions.
Pull him out of the life-and-death torment of the earth-shattering landslide and make him feel the beauty of this world again.
He was even so skilled that he didn't even have to worry about the music in his fingers, feet or mind, as it flowed naturally and smoothly.
I feel neither happy nor sad. On September 12, 2021, thirty years later, I will return to that scene and see my partners, Antonio, Hudelsson, Larsson, Alex...
I'm going to take you away from that hell on earth.
If all this would still happen.
He just immersed himself in the performance and talked with the souls and ghosts.
All the students around were like they had seen a ghost.
In such a beautiful sunset, there is even more beautiful music.
The high school students suddenly understood the meaning of "Yunchun Baixue".
Compared with the pop music they are exposed to in their daily lives, quite a few of them are even pretentious and decadent.
This is like a mysterious variation from the fairyland, and it seems to have the effect of cleansing the soul.
They even forgot to wonder when Jing Xiaoqiang could play the organ, and they all stared blankly at the big boy who closed his eyes and immersed himself in the music.
Messy hair, the most common round-neck T-shirt these days, washed too much and even loose, showing the thinness of puberty .
The loose basketball shorts are also cheap street goods.
But with the background of music, there is actually a flowing filter effect.
Many people unconsciously closed their eyes to feel and embrace the nourishment of music with their hearts.
In fact, it was because of the difference between the organ and the piano, and more importantly, Jing Xiaoqiang's own touch was clumsy, there were some transitions and the strength of the keys also had many flaws.
But at this time, playing skills and accuracy are not important at all.
Instead, it was the emotional performance that made this canon resound with strong appeal throughout the new teaching building of Bazhong Middle School.
The break before the final evening self-study session, which was originally a bit noisy, suddenly became quiet.
The boys were sweating profusely on the basketball court downstairs, and the girls were whispering by the railings.
Everyone stopped, paid attention, and listened attentively.
Then I couldn't help but walk towards the source of that beautiful sound.
The music teacher in a large nightgown rushed out from the shabby room next door, looking surprised: "Who!? Who is playing Canon? Who is playing the organ?"
After saying that, she rushed towards the teaching building like a crazy woman, wearing slippers and curling irons.
But the sound of "pa pa pa" (clap, pat) crab steps became lighter and lighter, because everyone who heard it had to walk lightly, because only in this way could they listen to the enchanting melody.
Feng Xiaoxia's eyes almost popped out of her head!
She leaned her slender body to the side, trying hard to see if there was a tape recorder hidden next to the organ.
This is also the common idea of many people.
There was a carefree boy from another class standing at the door with disdain: "It's obvious that he's pretending! How could he play the piano…"
It was a slap on the back of the head!
The angry boy turned around and was about to curse, but he immediately became dispirited: "Hello, Principal..."
The gray-haired man in his sixties buttoned up his Zhongshan suit tightly: "Can't you just quietly enjoy such beautiful music?!"
The music teacher came over with disheveled hair. “It’s C major, right? Are you the new music teacher? Principal, we really should get a new organ…”
Then a bunch of teachers and students stared, "Can't you just be quiet and enjoy it?"
Jing Xiaoqiang closed his eyes, but he could still seem to feel the fiery red of the sunset on his eyelids.
But his emotions had calmed down, even as his fingers flew with great skill, and he even had an urge to tickle his throat, as if the enchanting Hudelsson also wanted to express his emotions.
The lead male singer of Broadway Theater is very sad.
In the chords of 15634145, I gently added my own singing...
No lyrics are needed, just la la la, with some bel canto singing and more of the yodeling style that Hudelssohn usually likes to mix in.
But not entirely.
It doesn’t matter. At this time, skills are really not important to Jing Xiaoqiang. He just has deep emotions that need to be expressed.
It was as if telling old friends that I was fine, I had returned to my motherland, I had a new life, and I would definitely find you and take you away from that damn hell.
This is what real music should be like, spiritual.
From the moment music was officially born in sacrifice, it was like communicating with the soul.
The teachers and students were no longer shocked. Almost everyone closed their eyes and listened to the heavenly music of the piano and the singing.
If the previous performance made people wonder whether there was any hidden equipment, now just look at Jing Xiaoqiang with his eyes closed and his facial expression as he made casual sounds.
Then just enjoy it.
Someone once commented that the Canon Variations in C major is an extremely wonderful divine song, which makes one feel even more sad when listening to it when one is sad, and makes one feel doubly happy when listening to it when one is happy.
In short, this song is a healing song that gently soothes every heart.
After the song was over, Jing Xiaoqiang's closed eyelids were no longer red.
He knew that the sunset had fallen into the night, just as everything in the past had passed.
When you open your eyes, you have a new life. Live well until you see your old friends again.
So at the end, he improvised a move of drawing a triangle in front of his body with his hands.
That was the most satisfying reward that drunk old man Alex gave to the entire band after he finished conducting a piece of music!
If he hadn't become an alcoholic after losing his son, he would have had a career as a conductor of the Philharmonic Orchestra!
However, Jing Xiaoqiang opened his eyes with satisfaction, only to see a sea of people in front of him! ?
Countless people have come in through the classroom door and are standing shoulder to shoulder throughout the classroom. The petite girls are squatting or sitting at the front.
The corridor windows, the front and back doors, and all the places where one could stick one's head out were all crowded with heads!
The usually serious principal, academic director, naughty boys, and shy girls all have stars in their eyes now!
Many people only opened their eyes with a sense of loss after the music stopped.
There was only a brief pause, and then, led by the principal, everyone applauded enthusiastically in unison, especially the girls sitting in the front, who clapped so hard that their palms turned red.
In the world of ordinary people, this is already a miraculous skill!
Please, one more song!
