Chapter 79 Good evening, my friend

The customs' body couldn't help but pause. He raised his head and pushed his nose bridge, staring at Fu Tie tightly. The original dead fish eyes were fluctuating.

"Chopin...International Piano Competition?"

“Yes, Chopin International Piano Competition.”

"That's how..."

The man got up from the customs counter and looked down at Fu Ti's luggage.

A very simple bag, nothing else.

Other things are in the suitcase, so they naturally cannot appear in front of the customs.

Looking at Fu Diao in front of him, the customs officer sat back in his position, picked up the seal that was placed aside, raised his hand and pressed it.

Bang!

Customs approved.

He picked up his passport and handed it to Fu Di, and squeezed out a smile at Fu Di in a softer tone.

"Then... I wish you a smooth game."

"Okay, thank you."

Fu Diao took the passport from the customs hand, nodded slightly, and stood up and left.

And just after he passed the customs, the cold tone of the customs just now sounded again, no longer as soft as before.

"Next!"

...

Although Warsaw Chopin International Airport is a large airport, it is actually not big compared to some airports in China, especially Beijing International Airport and Haicheng Jiangdong International Airport.

It is even worse than some provincial capital airports, such as Wucheng Tianhe International Airport.

The easiest way to determine whether an airport is large or small is to see how long it takes to get luggage from the airport to get off the plane.

For example, at some airports, you just got off the plane and pushed your luggage out after a few minutes. Those must be a very small plane.

And like those... you get off the plane and wait for more than half an hour to leave your luggage for nearly an hour. This is definitely a large airport!

A typical example is Wucheng Tianhe Airport, where luggage at this large airport can be waited for more than half an hour for nearly an hour.

However, Fu Diao, who stood at the door of the Warsaw Chopin International Airport, did not wait for a long time, walked out of the house with his luggage.

It was already past five or six in the afternoon, and it was already considered late in Europe, and it was even almost completely dark.

The horizon in the distance almost sucks the last rays of the sun.

At the airport gate, there was a group of people who seemed to have seen before, carrying long guns and short cannons and interviewing the group of people who had just come out of the airport.

NHK Radio has previously launched the radio station that previewed the Japanese Chopin International Piano Competition.

The radio station that Yu Tianyou talked to himself before.

They were carrying those cameras to shoot the pair of faces who had just come out of the airport.

NHK Radio and Japan Radio, they are responsible for all the shootings of this Chopin International Piano Competition.

Now that they have just left the airport, they have begun to look for the contestants from the Chopin International Piano Competition and film everything about them.

Of course, perhaps because they are Japanese, they are more enthusiastic about Japanese players.

They prefer to shoot with Japanese contestants. For other contestants, they are a kind of shooting if they encounter them. If they can’t, then forget it.

It is obvious that Fu Diao is not on their shooting schedule.

People in Japan did not regard Fu Diao as a person who was very capable of competing for the championship of the Chopin International Piano Competition, and naturally they would not come to Fu Diao to shoot.

The target they were looking for was two people Fu Dian had met before.

The man was pushing the luggage cart with a small braid, which was the one Fu Diao had seen before when he left the airport.

Beside him was the Japanese piano princess, the piano girl who Fu Dian knew.

Kobayashi Ai Shi.

Ai Shi, Kobayashi, stood gently beside the man, listening to everyone's chat with a smile, extremely elegant.

Except for her seemingly smaller, her figure is slightly worse, her front and back are not protruding, and her appearance is limited to being a little quiet, everything else is perfect.

The boy standing beside him raised the rice cooker box in his hand, with helpless faces, as if he was accusing the customs of almost letting him pass the border because of this box.

Fu Dia guessed this matter. After all, no matter how Fu Dia thought about it, he could not think of the second topic of this person holding the rice cooker.

It is impossible to hold the rice cooker and say that this rice cooker is the rice cooker that once sealed the Great Demon King of Piccolo. I brought this rice cooker to Warsaw, just to get the Great Demon King of Piccolo bless us to get a good result. If we can't get this result, we will turn on the rice cooker and release the Great Demon King of Piccolo!

It’s not me who is wrong! It’s this world!

Although I feel that this style may suit the people in Japan, it cannot be like this no matter how you think about it.

After all, everyone plays the piano, so it is rare to be so second-rate.

Um...

Fu Diao's thoughts suddenly broke, and he remembered Lang Liangyue from China.

It seems that such a second-tier person is not that rare? In fact, there are some people who are also from it?

Fu Ti shook his head and prepared to leave.

The group of people who were slightly behind the radio station there seemed to notice Fu Diao's departure. They immediately picked up the notebook in their hands and looked at it. Then they raised their heads and quickly compared them, and their eyes lit up.

The man patted the shoulder of a person who was very poor at the camera, or was not allowed to replenish the camera, and led him to quickly towards Fu Diao.

Before Fu Diao was about to walk to the taxi position, he stopped, panted and picked up the microphone in his hand, looked at Fu Diao, and smiled barely, saying in English with a Japanese accent.

"Hello, I am Shiraku Nakamura. Are you... Mr. Fu Diao?"

After saying that, he straightened up, breathed a sigh of relief, and winked at the person behind him. The man was originally arching his body to breathe. After seeing Shiraku Nakamura's gaze, he immediately took a deep breath, straightened his body, and pointed the camera in his hand at Fu Ti.

Fu Di couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the two of them. He didn't expect that the NHK people would block him in this place.

I am obviously not a pre-position for everyone, and I am not the first target for interviews at all.

Unexpectedly, after seeing him, the people from NHK still sent two people to him to interview him.

However, although the two people in front of him could barely understand the English, they always felt strange, which made him not know how to answer.

I even need to reorganize the logic of this person's speech.

Nakamura Shiraku looked at Fu Diao and didn't speak for a long time. He couldn't help but look up and think for a moment. Then his eyes lit up, and he bowed suddenly to Fu Diao and apologized.

"Shin ありませんが, しばらくおちください (sorry, please wait for a moment)"

After saying that, he handed the microphone in his hand to the photographer behind him, jogged back to the previous large army, pulled the translator who was holding a small notebook behind the large army, pulled him to Fu Diao, pointed at the two of them, and spoke.

"Well, are you Mr. Fu Diao? I am Shiraku Nakamura, a reporter from NHK Documentary Channel."

The translator quickly said it in Chinese.

For some reason, this translator always speaks with a Northeast accent.

If it weren't for his appearance as if he was too Japanese, Fu Diao would have suspected that he was from Beizhou.

Fu Di thought for a while and nodded slightly: "Yes, I am Fu Di."

"That's great, contestant Fu Dian, I just saw you coming here at that place. I was a little unbelievable for a while. I didn't expect it to be you. Thank you for your hard work on the journey."

"Thank you?" Fu Di couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this and replied hesitantly: "Thank you for your hard work, too?"

"Hi, it's not hard or hard, player Fu Diao, I have a request to trouble you, that is, I hope to have some pre-match interviews with you now. I wonder if you agree? If you don't agree, we can leave now."

"Yes." Fu nodded.

Nakamura's eyes lit up and he immediately said, "Player Fu Dian please stand a little bit in this place. The background behind you is a little messy, which is not easy to shoot. It has some impact on the picture, so it's troublesome."

Nakamura Shirakage smiled and waved his hand, looked around, took Fu Diao to the wall at the edge of the airport, found a slightly clean background, picked up the microphone in his hand, turned on the notes in his hand, and asked Fu Diao.

"Well, because you are a contestant of the Chopin International Piano Competition, I have a few questions in this place to ask the Chopin International Piano Competition, why did the Chopin International Piano Competition come to participate in the Chopin International Piano Competition?"

"Why participate in the Chopin International Piano Competition?"

Fu Di didn't think much and spoke directly.

“Because I was chosen, I came.”

"Uh...is it just because of this? Isn't it because of something? For example, if you like Chopin, or if you want to play Chopin well, it's my lifelong dream, or my pursuit of art, or something like that? Just because... I'm selected, I'm here?"

Nakamura Shirakami had just spoken the first question and was stunned. He had never expected Fu Diao to talk to him like this.

What does it mean to be selected?

In this way, those other players who did not pass the competition will cry.

Fu Diao did not notice Shiraku Nakamura's thoughts. He just nodded slightly and replied.

"Yes, I passed the qualifiers for no reason, and after I got the qualifiers, I went to Warsaw to perform in April, and I passed the qualifiers and qualified for the first round, that's all."

“That’s all…?”
To be continued...