Thirteen Bass

Chapter 33 [33] 2 duets

Bai Lang felt that the spotlights on the scene were too hot, and he was almost on fire.His eyes were wet, but he felt dry with every breath, and the tip of his nose was already sweating, which made him instinctively want to touch it with his hands.But when he saw Qi Sinian standing under the light, he held back again.

Qi Sinian turned around and exchanged glances with him, then raised his arms neatly, and then took a deep breath, within a breath, the rapid and smooth melodies of the cello and violin pierced the void at the same time.

The heartstrings of the audience were all tensed.

The sad and lyrical Handel G minor in memory is presented at a speed of 80bpm. The brand-new theme melody is combined with a brand-new rhythm, which is freely stated by the fourth interval.

Bai Lang and Qi Sinian both abandoned all vibrato, the rhythm was clean and not procrastinated, the music lines jumped endlessly, the focus was close and far away, sometimes falling on the proud and bright continuous chords of the violin, and sometimes attracted by the gorgeous and vast bass of the cello .

For the mysterious and changeable Passacaglia dance music, some musicians like to use vibrato to pull out the sad aftertaste, while others like to process it into a sweet and fresh allegro.The Handel that Qi Sinian wants to interpret is completely different from these two common styles.

The ultra-high-level continuous bow and jumping bow of the violin are switched cleanly and naturally, and each string of variations is packed with colorful breaths; .It doesn't care about chasing the timbre of the violin, just like chasing the omnipotent god.

The temperature rose suddenly, and all listeners held their breath and were immersed in the scene.

The part belonging to the violin is bright and hot, and it steps proudly, resoundingly:

E'ilmiodestincosi' (We search for destiny)

Solingane'tumulti (Searching for the One Who Ignites the Soul)

Chepiucercandoiovo? (What exactly are we looking for?)

The cello part leaned forward to follow, and recited a solemn response in rapid tones:

Dell'universo, dell'universointero (is the whole universe)

Quandone'cieliilraggio (is the twilight of the sky)

Nascailgiorno, oilgiornomuoia (is sunrise, and sunset)

Amor,! amore'palpito! (It's love! It's love!)

Semprelietane' ritrovi! (We gain eternal life in love!)

The two rhythms and harmony are beautiful and dreamy, entangled and opposed, asking and answering themselves.Every back and forth collides with an exquisite sense of power, as if it is tailor-made for the two, from tonality to chords, from breath to variation, sublimated with incomparably brilliant sparks!

In the end, the sound of the violin suddenly rose, turning into the loud and clear screams of birds, and the cello settled down steadily, widening the distance in multiple consecutive variations.Before the arrival of the last coda, the theme of G minor sounded again, a series of counterpoint arpeggios spanned the distant thirteenth pitch difference, and the two voices hugged each other fiercely.

So beautiful.

Bai Lang tightly closed his eyes.

He almost went out of his body at this moment, his breath and raised right hand trembled slightly, and the shirt under the tuxedo was wet with sweat.All the noise around seemed to be isolated thousands of miles away. The orchestra sitting on the stage and the dark audience under the stage had disappeared.

Qi Sinian turned around and looked at him, and smiled at him.

Time seems to be stagnant in the Middle Ages, and it seems to slide forward rapidly in this smile.

The first audience stood up and applauded excitedly: "Bravo!"

"Bravo!"

"Bravo!"

There was thunderous applause at the scene, and Bai Lang returned to the human world again, sitting on the piano bench to welcome the applause one after another.

The much-anticipated violinist opened his arms, embraced the tearful cellist under the hot eyes of countless people, and dropped a light and restrained kiss on his ear.

Bai Lang felt Qi Sinian softly whispered a word against his ear.

It was a very awkward language, and the gentle syllables were quickly overwhelmed by the noisy voices at the scene.

However, Bai Lang felt that he should have understood.

Afterparty is located in the lobby of the largest hotel in Venice. The musicians wear Venetian masks as required and watch a carnival fireworks in the romantic night of the water city.

And the two performers who have faintly become the central topic are not in this venue.

After leaving the Phoenix Opera House, Qi Sinian took Bai Lang onto a gondola.

The sharp boats with the two tilted ends just drifted randomly along the water alley, and soon left the wide Grand Canal, shuttling through the secluded and narrow waterways of Venice.

Tonight's moonlight is as bright as water, illuminating the water's surface like shimmering silver satin.The night wind was warm and ambiguous, bringing laughter from not far away.Close your eyes, it seems that you can still vaguely hear the melodious waltz tune.

Bai Lang looked up at the ancient bridges passing above his head, and asked Qi Sinian: "Chief, can we come out like this?"

Qi Sinian drank some wine before coming out, and leaned against the boat.His expression was clear, his eyes reflected the moonlight, and he looked drunk.

"Nothing is wrong, Herbert won't mind," he said softly.

Bai Lang smiled: "If you mind, he wouldn't dare to say you."

Qi Sinian also smiled slightly, but did not speak, but lay down on his elbows, resting his head on Bai Lang's lap, and slightly closed his eyes.

Bai Lang's first reaction was to move, but Qi Sinian grabbed his wrist and said, "I'm tired. Let me lie down for a while, and we'll talk at the Bridge of Sighs."

Bai Lang obediently did not move any more, subconsciously relaxing his legs.He stared blankly at Qi Sinian's face under the moonlight, letting his hands be wrapped in Qi Sinian's warm and dry palm.

They stopped talking, and the surroundings fell into silence again, and the sound of running water was exceptionally clear.

After a while, Bai Lang tentatively called out: "Chief?"

"Yeah." Qi Sinian immediately closed his eyes and answered him, his voice was low and vague, "Good boy."

Bai Lang was taken aback for a moment.At this moment, those intense emotions and heartbeats that cannot be calmed down all dormant.He suddenly recalled Qi Sinian's appearance on the stage.Elegant, calm, and full of distance, he is the almost perfect Sean Chyi.But Qi Sinian who left the stage is so gentle and sexy, he can cook, play around and even flirt, which is different from everyone's perception.

This is the complete Qi Sinian, the other side of him that he would never show in front of others.This thought made Bai Lang's heart suddenly immersed in some kind of sweet and satisfying happiness.

Bai Lang hooked Qi Sinian's little finger with his little finger, and the tip of his index finger rubbed along the lines of Qi Sinian's palm.Then he leaned against the side of the boat and looked up at the dark and still sky of Venice.

The gondola drifted aimlessly along the bright moonlight waterway, and soon penetrated into an area with dense waterways.The water alley is closed, and there are towering ancient medieval buildings on both sides. There is only a narrow strip of night sky above the field of vision, like a ribbon, extending to the magnificent stars and moonlight in the distance.

Bai Lang heard a pleasant melody coming from the window above his head.A lady in retro court attire stood at the window, singing an aria with great emotion against the moonlight.

"Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?"

"Thou art more lovingly and more temperate."

"Rough winds do shake the daring buds of May,"

"And summer's lease hathall too short date."

The melody lingers on a midsummer night like a long dream.

Accompanied by the music, there were cheerful laughter of the girls.They stood on the carved balcony talking and frolicking, their long black and soft hair was blown by the lingering night wind, and their beautiful faces bloomed like roses.

One of the girls saw the gondola slowly passing by under the window, and smiled and threw a fiery red rose to Bai Lang in a tuxedo.

Bai Lang reached out to take it.He smiled and clamped the flower branch with his fingers, bowed and performed a non-standard gentleman's salute, in exchange for shy laughter from the girls.

Qi Sinian slowly opened his eyes, but did not get up, looked at Bai Lang's face with a smile, and did not speak.

From his expression, Bai Lang thought of the topic of "Gentleman Maestro Bai". He laughed himself first, thought for a while, and handed the rose in his hand to Qi Sinian, purposely leaned close to him and said, "Here you are." .”

Qi Sinian gave a low laugh, stretched out his hand to pinch his chin, and said in a low voice on purpose: "Would you like to pass on the roses that others gave you to me?"

Bai Lang kept watching his expression, rubbed his palm with his chin, blushed slightly and said, "Yes, I gave it as a gift, don't you like it?"

Qi Sinian rested his head on Bai Lang's lap, his eyes filled with an unbelievably gentle moonlight.

His gaze fell behind Bai Lang, and he said, "The Bridge of Sighs is here."

Bai Lang wanted to turn his head and take a look at this world-famous semi-circular bridge, but Qi Sinian suddenly stretched out his hand to press the back of his neck, and then kissed his lips deeply.

The author says:

Note:

[1] Passacaglia (Passacaglia): This piece is more about the configuration of violin + viola.Famous virtuoso Julia Fischer once collaborated with Daniel Muller on a violin duet version, which is available at station B.

The music processing method refers to this version.

[2] The few Italian words in the performance all come from the lines of the famous Italian opera aria.

Repertoires involved: Donizetti's "Love Elixir", Verdi's "La Traviata".

They are all in ancient Italian, and the Chinese is a blind translation by myself, which is a bit different from the original meaning.

[3] ShallIcompare... Those few English sentences come from Shakespeare's sonnet "A Midsummer Night's Dream"