Qin Jian trembled slightly, but his thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door the next second.
They both looked at each other.
Following the knock on the door, the wooden sliding door was gently pushed open.
"Teacher! Are you drinking?"
Looking at the empty bottles scattered on the small square table, Duan Ran's face was startled. Apparently she did not expect that the two people in the room were drinking in broad daylight.
Shen Qingci waved his hand at Duan Ran and turned to Qin Jian, "It's getting late. You guys should go back and rest early today."
"Tomorrow's competition in the Mozart works group still needs to be taken seriously."
"I think Vienna is also a good choice for you."
"As for the rest, it's up to you."
Shen Qingci said it.
Qin Jian stood up and bowed slightly to the other party: "Thank you, I gained a lot today."
Shen Qingci smiled and said, "Let's go, we're waiting at the door."
...
"goodbye teacher."
"Goodbye, Teacher Shen."
"be careful on the road."
As Qin and Duan left, Shen Qing opened the last bottle of wine on the table.
...
"What are you talking about?" Duan Ran asked curiously in the taxi, "Why did you drink so much?"
"Teacher Shen told me a lot about their studies abroad," Qin Jian said, waving his fingers in the air a few times, "It's very exciting."
Duan Ran asked suspiciously, "Who are they?"
"Don't you know?" Qin Jian turned to Duan Ran, "Didn't Teacher Shen tell you?"
Duan Ran shook his little head in confusion and looked at Qin Jian with a confused expression.
moment.
"They are the champions of the first Huayun Competition."
Qin Jian slowly said, "Among them are Teacher Shen, Sister Lin Jun, Conductor Xia, and a teacher named Leping. I don't remember the names of the rest, but they all sound very powerful..."
"Ah? Really or not? Isn't Teacher Xia Dong the conductor!?"
"Haha, I'm actually a trumpet player behind my back."
moment.
"By the way, Duan Ran, when did you start learning piano from Teacher Shen?"
"It was probably when I was in second grade, what happened?"
"No, I'm just curious."
"Quick, tell me a story."
...
Accompanied by the bright guitar music in the car music, Qin Jian recalled the conversation with Shen Qingci, extracting interesting fragments and telling them to Duan Ran bit by bit.
All the way down, the girl naturally listened with great interest.
However, Qin Jian did not mention "France" at the beginning of the dialogue and "Vienna" at the end.
Duan Ran had not said anything about going to France after the competition, and he felt there was no need to ask.
Maybe Shen Qingci just mentioned it to him casually by coincidence, or maybe the other party was conveying something to him intentionally.
There are too many possibilities, so be it.
Everyone has their own little secret, that's normal.
Qin Jian couldn't help but look out the window. Under the blue sky and white clouds, clusters of pink flowers had fully bloomed.
April has arrived.
May is not far away either.
....
When the car stopped in front of the hotel, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon.
The two returned to the hotel and changed out of their clothes. On the way to the piano room, they passed by a ramen shop and had a simple lunch.
Then he ran to the piano room.
...
One on the left and one on the right, the two of them occupied the two piano rooms at the innermost side of the corridor.
Duan Ran's piano room was already ringing, and the slow K448 bass sound came through the wall and bed.
Qin Jian sat down in front of the piano, listening to the melody in his ears and looking at the familiar black and white keys, but he sat quietly and didn't start.
It was as if a complicated fugue was playing out in his mind, and every thought was like a melody line.
Tangled together like a tangled mess.
After a long time.
"Let's talk about it after the game in Tokyo."
Shaking his head, Qin Jian threw all the thoughts and conversations in his mind into the corner.
Practice started.
time.
The clear melody of k279 ran happily in the small room.
Enjoy the sound of the piano.
Qin Jian quickly got involved.
...
I heard the noise next door.
Duan Ran sighed slightly.
She didn't know why, but she always felt that Qin Jian's state was a little strange after he came back in the afternoon, but she couldn't say what was strange.
This caused some subtle changes in her mood.
Probably he has been too tired recently. No one can bear such a dense schedule.
Duan Ran thought about it and took out a new etude from his bag.
This is what Rigel gave him in the afternoon.
Looking at the brand new music sheet that smelled like ink, she put it back into the cloth bag after a long time.
Then his eyes returned to the music score of k448 in front of him again.
I continued to practice.
...
Mozart fills the two piano rooms, you play yours and I play mine.
Qin Jian's Mozart is like the twinkling stars in the night sky, flickering in and out, dazzling and gorgeous, with a brilliant fantasy that makes it easy for people to be sucked into it unconsciously.
Duan Ran's Mozart is not so dreamy. She plays every note very solidly, and the gentle musical mood is more real, and it has a unique charm when you taste it carefully.
This scene is like a preview of tomorrow's Mozart competition.
....
Early the next morning, accompanied by Duan Ran, Qin Jian rushed to the Tokyo Opera Concert Hall again.
The piano competition of the Mozart group, the most important competition of this competition, has begun.
Ten fifteen.
Accompanied by warm applause from the golden hall, the jury came on stage.
Compared with previous competitions, there are several new faces on the judging panel today.
Shen Qingci's teacher Rigel is in the series.
There are also many contestants who are making their debut in this competition, but Qin Jian has heard of most of them.
The whole morning passed quickly in a hurry, and there were many refreshing performances of Mozart's works. However, the stop sounds from the judges' bench also appeared again and again.
Thirty-seven people participated in the first round of the competition, more than half of which took place in one morning.
This also includes Qin Jian.
...
"It's great, really. I feel like your playing the piano feels different."
In a Chinese restaurant near the Tokyo Opera and Concert Hall, Qin Jian and Qin Jian sat face to face, waiting for their food to be served.
"Haha, is that right? I'm playing normally."
Qin Jian himself was quite satisfied with his performance in the morning.
"Are you going back to watch the game after dinner?" Duan Ran asked.
"Let's go back and practice the piano." Qin Jian thought for a moment, "What do you think?"
"good."
...
After a simple meal, the two went directly back to the piano room near the hotel to continue practicing.
Since Duan Ran is going to France in May, he must have a lot of professional things to prepare. Counting the time to go to Vienna, there is actually not much time left.
In front of the piano, Qin Jian sighed.
Raising his hand across the keyboard, k491 sounded.