fingers of musicians

The desk in the ward was turned, and now it was facing Zhong Guanbai's bed.Lu Zaoqiu sat at that desk to write the score, and when he was tired late at night, he looked up at Zhong Guanbai for a while.

He studied Zhong Guanbai's manuscripts as if he was researching how those great musicians created and performed in the past, listened to a few concerto recordings, listened to Zhong Guanbai's previous works repeatedly, and recalled Zhong Guanbai's creative preferences and habits.Even though Lu Zaoqiu already knew many things in his chest, he still went through them all over again, fearing that there might be some omissions.

It takes a lot of effort, but I don't feel it, my body and mind are in it, and I don't feel tired.

Lu Zaoqiu was already on the thin side, and the consumption of his body could not be concealed from others. Before he noticed it, he was first distressed by the students, and then he was blamed by other senior teachers in the college headed by Ji Wentai for not cherishing his body.Ji Wentai called him to the office, and reprimanded him: "What are you trying to do? You want to lie down with Zhong Guanbai, don't you?" After the Dean Ji finished speaking, he found that the words were ambiguous. Didn't the two of them lie down early? went together?Ji Wentai considered himself an old man and couldn't think carefully, so he quickly added, "You fell ill before he woke up, what should you do?"

Ji Wentai's attitude is that he can't wait to take Lu Zaoqiu home and raise him, he must let him eat and sleep.Lu Zaoqiu couldn't, so he had to say that he was a little busy recently, and he wanted to write out the score of Zhong Guanbai's concerto and record it for later use, so he couldn't wait.

When Ji Wentai heard it, he said angrily: "How could this be the case? After finishing the score, do I still need to write the part score? Is there another soundtrack after the concerto? Will this go on forever?" He couldn't help but criticize Lu Zaoqiu, a college professor with a promising future, actually went to work for Zhong Guanbai's useless brat, so with a wave of his hand, he asked someone to arrest a few of Lu Zaoqiu's students to the office, and asked them to help Lu Zaoqiu sort out scores.

Lu Zaoqiu usually didn't have any work for the students other than teaching, and suddenly there was a task, and everyone was very excited. Lu Zaoqiu left the dean's office, and the students followed him to ask for the music score.

Part of the score that has already been written is in the hospital. The students said that they would not bother Mr. Lu to send the score, and they went to pick it up together, and they were going out of school to let the wind go. .”

Where has any student ever made such a joke in front of Lu Zaoqiu?

To this day, everyone in the academy knows about the matter between him and Zhong Guanbai. Most of the students are open-minded and regard this matter as a good story, and there are many discussions. The impulse to be escorted by the relationship, but everything only exists behind Lu Zaoqiu's back, and no student has ever brought it to Lu Zaoqiu to talk about it.

As soon as the girl finished speaking, she was immediately pulled behind by several other students. She herself had a bad feeling and didn't dare to look at Lu Zaoqiu.

Lu Zaoqiu glanced at her, but his expression didn't change. It was more convenient to let a few students go together in his car.

The whole journey was silent, Lu Zaoqiu didn't speak, and no one dared to speak.

When arriving at the hospital, Lu Zaoqiu went to park the car, and a few students bought some fruits nearby, and carried them to the ward.As Lu Zaoqiu explained, several people were quickly admitted. When they got to the ward, a student knocked on the door, only a nurse came out, and said softly, "Mr. Lu said that some things need to be copied, please wait a moment."

A few people unconsciously lowered their footsteps, they saw Zhong Guanbai through the door, Zhong Guanbai who can only be seen on TV or online in most cases.He looks different from the many arrogant and condescending looks on the screen, and it is also different from the smiling or cautious looks who used to haunt the campus and around the serious Professor Lu.

His slightly curly hair is a bit long, and it looks soft around the pale cheeks. The whole person is sunken in the white bed, showing a gentle appearance, maybe too gentle, as if it will become a soft feather at any time, melting into the same The color of the quilt has disappeared since then.

A few students did not enter the ward, but stood outside and waited.

Lu Zaoqiu came back soon and gave the students a copy of the score, and he kept the original score for himself.

A student handed the fruit to Lu Zaoqiu and said, "Buy it for..." Because of the influence of the girl before, he almost said "Mister's Wife", but he didn't know what to call him if he didn't mention Mrs. It became a sentence that no one could understand clearly: "Buy it for... to eat. Get well soon."

They didn't know the specific situation of Zhong Guanbai, and thought he was just asleep, so they didn't dare to go in and disturb him before.

Lu Zaoqiu didn't answer: "He can't eat."

Another student next to him complained in a low voice: "I just asked you to buy flowers."

The student who handed the fruit retorted even more quietly: "How dare I send flowers to...?"

No one said that since Zhong Guanbai can't eat fruit, he should invite Lu Zaoqiu to eat it. At this moment, everyone has a strange common understanding: Teacher Lu doesn't seem like a person who can eat.

The last few students left the fruit by the door of the ward after listening to Lu Zaoqiu's instructions.

After a period of time, a few students learned that Zhong Guanbai would not be disturbed, so they often came to ask some questions. Sure enough, Lu Zaoqiu had never touched those fruits. On the contrary, the students had an apple and a banana. Every time I come, there are fruits to eat.

The score and the parts of each part were completed one by one, checked by Lu Zaoqiu, and bound into a book for performance. At this time, a student pointed to the blank cover of the score and said, "Mr. Lu, there is no title for this concerto yet. "

Yes, Zhong Guanbai did not write down the title of the song, and the title cannot be found in any of the manuscripts.

Lu Zaoqiu nodded to the students, expressing his understanding: "Let me think about it."

That night, he was lying on the bed next to Zhong Guanbai, holding Zhong Guanbai's hand on the bed in the dark with a distance of tens of centimeters, and asked silently: "Abai, what would you call it?"

no respond.

There are only two days until the band's recording date.

Lu Zaoqiu took the time to go back to Wen Yuean's small courtyard in the suburbs of Beijing, which now belongs to Zhong Guanbai.He sat in the yard, reread Wen Yuean's memoirs, reread the script of the movie, and reread the score of the entire concerto.For some reason, remembering the things that Wen Yuean asked him to put away when Zhong Guanbai was a child, he took them out to look at them one by one, and finally picked up the pen that Zhong Guanbai used to practice calligraphy when he was a child, and wrote two lines on the concerto score:

Finger Concerto for Two Pianos and Violins

Composer Zhong Guanbai

The font is Wei Kai.

The writing brush was brought back to the ward by Lu Zaoqiu, and then to the academy.All parts also have titles, just a few more words than the score, such as solo violin, first piano, second piano, first violin, second violin, flute, timpani...

Each volume also bears Zhong Guanbai's name.

On the day of the recording, Tang Xiaoli said that he wanted to watch it, and he arrived outside the recording studio early. Qin Zhao was not free, so Tang Xiaoli said that if he came, he would be late.

There is usually no rehearsal for high-level orchestra recording, the score is sent out, the conductor and the sound engineer explain the points to be paid attention to, and the chief of each department confirms that there is no doubt, and then starts to play according to the score.

This is the first time that Lu Zaoqiu is not the principal violinist in the orchestra's performance.

The principal of the first violin department has a duty, but in fact few people use it: to replace the conductor when the conductor is absent, and take over the conductor's authority and responsibility and all the work.

Qianlu Zaoqiu had never encountered the conductor's absence, but today, he finally met him.

Before the recording, he didn't talk too much, the markings on the score were already detailed enough, emotion, speed, strength... All the parts that need to be reinterpreted based on the original score have all been interpreted by Lu Zaoqiu, the performer almost There is no room for any reworking from the score, and therefore no possibility of error.

Lu Zaoqiu talked about the purpose of the recording, the outline of the story, other precautions, and some slightly unusual aspects of this recording: the title of the score is a concerto for two pianos and violins, the score has two pianos, the recording studio There are also two pianos, and there are indeed two different piano parts on the piano music stand, but this recording will only use one piano, the second piano, and the performance of this piano is similar to that of the solo violin. The performer and the conductor are all the same person, and the first piano is missing throughout the whole piece. Except for these slightly special places, everything is played according to the score.

Tang Xiaoli looked at Lu Zaoqiu with a calm expression, and suddenly felt a little sad, different from when he just found out that Zhong Guanbai had been shot, now he was not anxious or worried, just a dull, inexplicable sadness Leaked from the bottom of my heart, slowly spinning in the body.

This may also be Tang Xiaoli's first time watching a performance so seriously, without a seat, just standing outside the recording studio.

He looked at Lu Zaoqiu standing at the front of the orchestra, with a violin and a bow in his hands, no different from when he first met him several years ago.

Over the years, he has changed, Zhong Guanbai has changed, everyone has changed, only Lu Zaoqiu has not changed.

Lu Zaoqiu seemed to stand there forever.

In fact, there is a little difference.

Tang Xiaoli remembered that when he went to see Zhong Guanbai a few days ago, Lu Zaoqiu's students were also there, and very occasionally some of them dared to say slightly inappropriate witticism in front of Lu Zaoqiu, he saw Lu Zaoqiu smiled very shallowly, Although not obvious, there was no doubt that it was a smile.

The radiant violinist in the recording studio came from the violinist in the dark concert hall of the Conservatory of Music, but something illuminated him, and the dark figure was added with colorful colors of light stroke by stroke.

When the recording was over, the light from Lu Zaoqiu's body gradually dissipated.One by one, he shook hands with the band members, said thanks, and sent them away.But he himself did not come out of the recording studio, nor did he collect the parts on the music stands.

After making a gesture to the sound engineer, Lu Zaoqiu sat in front of the untouched first piano.

The front side baffle of this piano was also removed like the second piano, exposing the entire action, and the dual microphones stood in front of the action, ready to pick up sound.

Everyone has left, behind rows of empty seats and music stands in the recording studio, there is only one figure playing the piano from the back.

"Zhong Guanbai is he alright?"

Tang Xiaoli suddenly heard Qin Zhao's voice, turned around and asked a series of pleasantly surprised words: "What happened to Zhong Guanbai? Woke up? Did you go to the hospital just now?"

"That's..." Qin Zhao walked up to Tang Xiaoli, looked at the person in front of the piano for a while, and felt that the illusion when the back suddenly came into view just now was a bit unbelievable. Zhong Guanbai and Lu Zaoqiu are two completely different people. , no one has ever confused them, but, for some reason, "I just made a mistake."

Tang Xiaoli was stunned for a moment, didn't speak, continued to watch for a while, and then said: "The whole song has been recorded just now, Chief Lu probably didn't want to ask another pianist to play the first piano, so he took this part of the piano apart, I didn’t record the first time, and now I should be recording the second time myself, only recording the first piano.”

Qin Zhao thought for a while and said, "Maybe it's more than that. He's making two-handed preparations. Zhong Guanbai can't wake up. He plays for Zhong Guanbai. When Zhong Guanbai wakes up, the first piano part of this concerto will still be played in the future." A vacancy is left, no matter when Zhong Guanbai wakes up, as long as he still plays the piano, there will always be a day to fill in the piano part. This is Zhong Guanbai's song, and it is also Zhong Guanbai's piano."