Chapter 123:

The evaluation of the whole hospital twice in each semester is one of the most important things in the National Conservatory of Music in Paris.
In the past two evaluations, he did not feel the tension in the college at all, because Professor Akad taught him to teach normally every time, and did not give him any time to review. But this time, a week before the distance test, Professor Akade stopped his course.
In the face of embarrassing doubts, Professor Akade explained: "Small seven, you have no major shortcomings that need the teacher to give pointers. What you lack most now is experience. In your later life, your skills Will improve step by step, the understanding of music will be more and more profound, so in the end ... you will probably surpass the teacher." After a pause, Professor Akade shook his head: "No, it should be... you will go ahead sooner or later I."
This is too much praise, so I can't help but say: "Teacher, I have always admired you very much. You are my most respected violinist. I don't think I can reach your height in my life..."
"Small seven," Professor Akade put the piano in his hand aside and carefully looked up and said, "I have always believed that the future of classical music is the world of your young people. You as me Students, how can you be so unconfident about yourself? Well, this is probably the last test you have to take. This time, the evaluation track is up to you. I want to know... what kind of song would you choose? ""
In a short conversation, I decided to choose the measurement track.
Later, I asked Professor Akkad again, is it really just to enhance his confidence, and the other party will return the opportunity to choose this track to himself.
Professor Akad also said that there are indeed reasons for this, but on the other hand, he also hopes to see what kind of songs he will choose to examine his lovely students' understanding of their own strength.
Of course, the final selection of the selected songs did not disappoint Professor Akade.
Spring Sonata.
This Beethoven's No. 5 violin sonata in f major was written in his early years, which is different from the passionate emotions of the later period, because the first chapter of this song depicts a vivid spring scene, so it was later Known as "Spring."
The difficulty of this piece is not really high, especially compared with the difficulty of the two previous evaluations. However, Professor Akade was very satisfied with the selection and gave him a whole week to practice.
A song is divided into two difficulties: skill and expression.
In the former case, Professor Akade has always believed that there is not much flaw in the shackles, and it can even be said to have reached a certain bottleneck in life - even if this bottleneck is something that most people cannot meet in this life.
On the latter, a few days ago, Professor Ackard's friend Lance master came to Paris to visit old friends from Vienna. As a violinist with delicate feelings and very careful control of emotions, Master Lance was surprised to say that the suffocation in the sound of the piano has gradually disappeared, and even began to clear clearly.
At this time, a song that looks like "ordinary" and actually has a very connotation - "Spring Sonata" is just right.
In order to better understand this song, 戚暮 specially invited Lanster of the piano department to help him practice for a day.
After all, "Spring" is a piano and violin ensemble. If only the violin is solo, then even if it is awkward, it is difficult to master the song in a very short time.
The seven-day preparation time passed quickly, and when the official preparations for the assessment were completed, it was the last day.
It’s been half a year since he came to this college. I even remember the first time I took my suitcase and stepped into the gate of the college. I also remembered the situation that was deliberately embarrassed by Professor Akade in the special examination.
... But now, everything has passed for more than eight months, becoming the cloud of the past.
On the evening of the last day, he and Professor Akade together carefully cleaned the piano room. Of course, basically, they are moving, and Professor Akade is making garbage at the side - eating chocolate.
For the past eight months, Professor Akade still likes to eat chocolate. Such sweet sweets have never been liked, but recently, under the leadership of Professor Akade, he also eats a piece every day.
When asked why he would like chocolate so much, Professor Akade naturally said: "Because I am a Turin!"
But when this night, the last piece of glass was wiped clean and reflective, Professor Akade handed him a piece of chocolate. I didn’t take it immediately, but smiled and said:
Teacher, I have already eaten a piece this morning, you can eat it yourself.

Holding a box of exquisite chocolate gift bags in his left hand, Professor Akade gently shook his head and said in a soft voice: "Small seven, you know the teacher... Why do you like chocolate so much?"
He whispered a little, he subconsciously wanted to answer "not because you are a Turin man", but looking at Professor Akade's deep turbid eyes, he could not help but shook his head and said: "I don't know.

It was said that Professor Akade stretched his finger to the vast expanse of the sky.
The floor-to-ceiling glass was rubbed transparent and bright, without a trace of dust. Looking out through the clean and tidy windows, I saw a round of bright moon hanging quietly in the dark sky. The moonlight was too bright and bright, and a circle of halo was rendered in the surrounding sky. Even the stars look bleak.
"I like to eat chocolate because... it's like this moon, it can drive away the darkness around." Professor Akade's voice is low and dumb. "Small seven, I have experienced too much in this life for seventy years. Too many things, living to my age and coming to my position, have experienced too much pain. Since life has been so hard, then... why can't we be happy?"
I was so eager to look at Professor Akade, and I didn’t know how to speak for a while.
"You're fine, you will put some sugar on your coffee. Auston always likes black coffee and doesn't add a little sugar. There are only two kinds of situations for people like him. The first one is a smooth life, no experience. Anything is rough, so my heart is sweet and my mouth is bitter. There is another..."
"He likes to swallow his stomach and is not good at expressing his feelings. He will share joy with you, but he will not share the pain with you. Such people will live very hard if they encounter a person who does not know them. Professor Akkad said with a smile: "Small seven, the teacher does not want you to be a person like Auston, but when you are together, the teacher hopes that you have to understand each other more. Love is never alone. Things, the teacher missed this life, and you... don't miss it."
Looking at Professor Akkad's weather-beaten face, he nodded heavily.
He never thought that the teacher was so sweet, but because he was bitter. Also, Reed Akade emerged from poverty and poverty. As a violin master without any family background, he was able to get the status of today, and he must pay the hardships that ordinary people could not imagine.
Compared to my own teacher, I feel that I am lucky. At least... He also has a lover, a person who has not been in a hard-working career, has been ill, but deliberately concealed himself, and finally did not see the last lover.
I remembered the teacher who died young, and felt very emotional. He took Professor Akade and said a little more, and determined that the old man had really forgotten the pain, he took his box and left. .
After returning home, he immediately called the phone. However, the other party did not pick up immediately. Instead, after a while, they called back again. Listening to the voices of Kedori and Daniel over there, he stunned and suddenly realized: "Are you still rehearsing?"
Bai's global tour will begin two weeks later, so this period has been very busy.
The man’s low-alcoholic and elegant voice sounded:
Well, it’s been a little bit late for a little problem tonight.
Suddenly, I suddenly remembered:
Is it the third time to evaluate it tomorrow?

I opened the light in the room and said, "Well, it’s tomorrow. I told you before that I want to play "Spring" tomorrow. Unfortunately, no one recorded the album on the evaluation, otherwise I can send it to you. I heard it."
戚暮 This time I chose "Spring Sonata", except that this song is really suitable for him, and because of the record he received last week.
Before leaving Paris, he said that Daniel would soon send the record of his piano recital. Daniel's efficiency is really high, but in three days, I received this record.
The sly private piano will basically play Chopin's repertoire. Except for a few Beethoven piano pieces, only one "Spring Sonata" is not a simple piano piece.
When he listened to the song, he seemed to be able to see a pair of thin and slender hands moving fast on the black and white keys, using music to paint a vivid spring scene.
Now, he can't stand shoulder to shoulder with that man. But if it is this song, I believe...
He can do the level of ensemble with that man.
The night before the last evaluation, I didn't talk to you for a long time. After all, Bai Ai was still waiting for rehearsal. He regrets that the other party can't come to the scene tomorrow to listen to his last performance at the college, but he is also encouraging for the other side, hoping that he will bring a more beautiful symphony in the next tour.
What I didn’t know was that after he hung up the phone, Kedori looked at the man calmly and calmly under the stage and asked, "Oh, isn’t it because tomorrow you gave the whole orchestra a whole The holiday of the day, so... Are you so excited to practice this evening?"
This made the Bai Ai members on the side hear it, and immediately whispered -
"What?! Is it not a holiday tomorrow?!"
"Impossible... Say good tomorrow and give us a full day off."
"I’m going to tour soon, and I’m completely out of time without a holiday!!!

......
Listening to these guys' "whispering whispers", Yan Junmei's deep face is still calm and calm, he gently daggers and asks: "I have said that tomorrow will not be a holiday?"
Kedori smiled helplessly: "But you just said to Angel on the phone... Will you have to rehearse tomorrow?"
"Oh..." I saw the man sticking out his right hand and gently pressing his index finger against his lips. The thin lips were slightly hooked: "Kidori, do you know what it is... surprise?"
Kedori: "..."
Ok