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Rachmaninov's "Piano Concerto No. 3" expresses the most persevering Russian spirit and the most powerful vitality.
This piece of music does not require exquisite piano skills, but a will like steel and gold and super physical strength.
This piece of music has been called "The Elephant's Work", a metaphor for its size and weight. A famous music scholar once described the physical effort of playing it once as "shoveling ten tons of coal", which shows how difficult it is.
There was even an Australian pianist who suffered a nervous breakdown after playing this piece. We can see the emotional power of this piece!
Rachmaninoff said that only Horowitz could perform this piano concerto well.
If a piano student brags in front of you that he can play "Piano Concerto No. 3", please give him a slap in the face to wake him up.
¡°And what Jiang Siming is playing now is exactly this piece of music.
The intro matches perfectly, without missing a beat.
The female teacher listened carefully. The previous songs were relatively simple and could be played normally.
This piece of music becomes more and more strenuous as it goes to the back, just like a person who was originally traveling lightly has been put lead cakes on his feet one after another, and his steps will become heavier and heavier. In the end, even moving a step will be a luxury, and he will eventually lose his strength. And give up playing.
But as you continue to listen, Jiang Siming¡¯s playing continues, and he has reached the middle part without realizing it.
This is the limit that the female teacher has almost reached. She has already begun to play unfluently, panting and sweating. Her fingers seem to have been filled with mercury, and the fingertips will become more and more painful as she plays.
But Jiang Siming seemed to have no such shackles at all, and his piano sound was as smooth and fast as the previous one.
The thick and extremely vital notes floated throughout the piano room. Although the children did not understand the piece of music, they were infected by the piece of music. They all remained silent and listened obediently.
The female teacher¡¯s heart also became heavy with the notes of this piece. She seemed to see Paul Korchagin in ¡°How the Steel Was Tempered¡±.
??Joined the revolution when he was young, fought desperately with guns and enemies, leaving scars all over his body. After the war, he worked so hard that he became paralyzed and blinded. Therefore, he once thought about committing suicide in despair, but finally, with his strong will, he overcame difficulties that ordinary people could not imagine.
The Russians at that time were greatly influenced by this book, which indirectly accelerated the development of Russia¡¯s industrial revolution at that time. Many Russians at that time were inspired by this book to have a strong fighting spirit.
At this time, the spirit expressed in this song and this book is the same, both of which are steel-like spirit and fighting spirit.
In the blink of an eye, the final paragraph has arrived.
But Jiang Siming still didn¡¯t pause at all. His fingers were like ten sleepless robots. He didn¡¯t know what fatigue was.
Hearing the last chapter, the female teacher suddenly shed tears.
It wasn¡¯t until the sound of the piano ended that she realized her gaffe, and quickly turned her head to wipe her tears.
Jiang Siming had already stood up from the chair and said to her with a smile: "Are you still satisfied?"
An admiring smile appeared on the female teacher¡¯s face, and she said: ¡°I don¡¯t have good eyesight. I didn¡¯t expect that your husband can even pull threes. I thought he was a stranger who broke into the school.¡±
"It's okay. You are responsible for the students, as you should be. Then I'll leave first." Jiang Siming felt guilty and wanted to run away. He was afraid that a flaw would be revealed in a while.
"I don't know your name yet." The female teacher smiled at Jiang Siming and said, "My name is Yin Zhirou, and I am the piano teacher of the second grade of junior high school."
"My name is Jiang Daming. Teacher Yin will have a good chat with you when he has a chance. I won't delay you and continue the class now. I'll leave first."
Using a trumpet when going out is a necessary skill.
"Well, Teacher Jiang, walk slowly." Yin Zhirou smiled slightly, revealing a cute pear dimple next to the corner of her mouth, which was so beautiful that it made people's hearts flutter.
The moment Jiang Siming stepped out of the door, anxious shouts from the children suddenly came from the classroom.
"Teacher, teacher!"
"Teacher, what's wrong with you?"
"The teacher seems to be ill, please call 120!"
"Teacher, don't scare us, wuwu"
Jiang Siming turned around in confusion and found that Yin Zhirou, who was fine just now, fell to the ground in a coma. The children were shouting anxiously, but there was no response from the other party.
problem occurs!
Jiang Siming immediately turned back??Classroom.
"Children, give way first." Jiang Siming said anxiously.
"Dad, you won't take advantage of my teacher, right?" Zhao Xiaoxiao came over and whispered.
Jiang Siming angrily gave her a blow.
When the other students saw "Teacher Jiang" coming, they immediately moved out of the way.
Jiang Siming came to Yin Zhirou in three steps and squatted down beside her. He raised her eyelids and took a look, then felt her pulse.
"Does your teacher Yin have a heart disease?" Jiang Siming asked.
At this time, a very familiar little face came over and replied: "Yes, teacher, our teacher Yin said that she has a bad heart."
"People with heart problems usually carry medicine with them." Jiang Siming immediately pressed Yin Zhirou's pocket after hearing this.
The pocket was connected to his thigh. Jiang Siming invisibly touched the female teacher's leg, but he just pretended it was nothing.
There was no medicine in his pocket. Jiang Siming said to the students: "Go and find your teacher Yin's bag. The medicine may be in the bag."
The students obediently went to find their bags, while Jiang Siming began to do it to Yin Zhirou
Don¡¯t get me wrong, it¡¯s not a dirty thing.
It¡¯s just some professional doctors¡¯ cardiopulmonary resuscitation first aid techniques, but they have to press the other person¡¯s chest with both hands.
But at this time, Jiang Siming didn't care so much. He completely ignored the softness on Yin Zhirou's chest.
Well, I completely ignored it. Really, he is an upright doctor!
Waiting until the children found Yin Zhirou¡¯s bag, Jiang Siming dug out a bottle of first-aid medicine for heart disease.
Jiang Siming immediately fed the other party the medicine. The medicine melted in the mouth, so there was no need to 'trouble' Dr. Jiang to use 'other' methods to give the medicine.
After the medicine was administered, Jiang Siming grabbed Yin Zhirou's finger, borrowed a female student's hairpin, and pricked her fingertips back and forth.
After a while, under the extremely adoring eyes of the children, Yin Zhirou gradually regained consciousness and woke up.
As soon as Yin Zhirou opened her eyes, she found herself lying in Jiang Siming's arms. Jiang Siming's face was less than half a meter away from hers, and the two of them were leaning on each other like lovers.
Before Yin Zhirou could make any move, Jiang Siming released her immediately, breathed a sigh of relief, and said:
"Teacher Yin, if you have a heart disease, you should carry medicine with you. It's too dangerous for you to do this."
Yin Zhirou finally understood and said embarrassedly: "I was in a hurry today and I forgot my bag in the office."
"You have to pay attention in the future. It seems that other teachers from the school are coming. I'll leave first. Goodbye."
After Jiang Siming finished speaking, he left without looking back. Yin Zhirou wanted to persuade him to stay, but Jiang Siming disappeared as soon as he left the door.
"Children, can any of you tell me what just happened?"
Yin Zhirou is a little confused. She usually doesn't have time to take medicine when she gets sick, and she has to lie down in the hospital for at least several days before she wakes up.
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