As the results of the preliminary round of the Mozart works group were announced, the cheers and interviews in the lobby stopped.
Later.
The staff of the organizing committee came to the scene and announced that at 3 p.m. the day after tomorrow, the ten finalists of the Mozart works group will compete in the main hall of the Mutohkan Concert Hall for the last five tickets to Vienna.
.
At the same time, the staff also said that this will be the final battle of the entire Asian division.
After the staff left, there was another commotion in the lobby.
at this time.
"Qin Jian."
A warm and familiar voice came from behind.
Qin Jian turned around and saw Fang Zongyao walking towards him.
"I didn't see you two after looking around, so I was about to call you," Fang Zongyao nodded at Duan Ran, then looked at Qin Jian, and said with a worried look, "Mr. Fu just called me and asked me to
I urge you to prepare for the next game with peace of mind and not to worry too much about the result of the previous one."
"Don't worry, it's no problem," Qin Jian smiled, "Let Teacher Fu worry about it."
Seeing that Qin Jian was in good condition, Fang Zongyao didn't say anything else about the game results, "I can't go to watch your game the day after tomorrow. I have something to do at home and I have to go back tonight. I'll take a flight at 8pm.
Have a meal together?”
"Forget it for today, let's get together when I get back."
"Okay, you two call me when you return to Yanjing."
"must."
"Then I'll leave first and cheer for the game the day after tomorrow."
"Bon Voyage."
"bye."
"bye."
"Bye-Bye."
The three of them said goodbye and Fang Zongyao left.
"Shall we go too?"
Qin Jian looked at Duan Ran, the girl's face was still a little gloomy.
"Is it really okay?" Duan Ran asked with concern again.
"Do you think there's something wrong with me?" Qin Jian curled his lips.
"Answer my question." Duan Ran frowned.
""Ahem, there's really no problem." Qin Jian was serious one second, but couldn't help laughing the next second, "Why don't you always believe me?"
"Who told you to lie to others all the time?"
"When did I ever lie to you?"
"I don't care, you have to treat me to a piece of takoyaki tonight."
"Can I have two copies?"
"Three servings!!"
"Deal, let's go now."
At this moment, a microphone with the TBS logo appeared in front of Qin Jian.
Qin Jian turned around, and a female reporter wearing work clothes had already squeezed over.
"Hello, what do you think of the final results of the youth group?" The female reporter's Chinese pronunciation was very stiff, but her enunciation was quite clear.
Qin Jian glanced at the camera behind the female reporter and nodded.
moment.
He said with a serious smile, "I think it's great."
The female reporter was slightly taken aback, obviously not talking about Qin Jian's answer, and smiled reluctantly, "Your answer is very humorous."
"Your question is also very humorous." Qin Jian followed.
The female reporter was at a loss for words again, but quickly moved on to the next question, "Can you reveal the music for your next game?"
"That's a good question."
Qin Jian said, pulling up the girl next to him and passing by the expectant female reporter.
"Guess what."
Then he disappeared into the lobby.
...
After leaving the Tokyo Opera Concert Hall, Qin Jian felt that he was in a much happier mood.
I took Duan Ran to Ginza Street by car, fulfilled my promise of three takoyakis, and then walked around with Duan Ran. It was already nine o'clock in the evening when I returned to the hotel.
"I'm going to sleep in tomorrow morning. Don't call me, good night."
"Okay, okay, good night."
The two of them said good night to each other in the corridor, and then went back to their rooms.
No piano practice tonight.
...
After finishing his daily washing routine, Qin Jian came to the window and sat down.
"Only the last one left."
Sit quietly for a moment.
"call."
He sighed softly, then opened Amadeus' Last Wish and turned to the first chapter.
With the background music of k279 ringing in his ears, he slowly leaned on the sofa and slowly closed his eyes.
The simple harpsichord does not have too many words to describe, but it is filled with eternal creativity and pure beauty.
Qin Jian believed that this was Mozart's performance.
K279 in the preliminary round was Qin Jian’s Mozart debut.
He was surprised to be ranked first.
Enthusiasm did not knock on the door of the youth group finals for him, but a simple and exquisite song k279 opened another window for him.
Just let the chapter that is playing in my ears at the same time.
A coherent work, delicate and light, full of melodies of praise and expectation for happiness, unknowingly soothing people's hearts.
Gradually, Qin Jian fell asleep slowly.
...
The long night passed quickly.
When the midday sun shines through the glass window and illuminates the entire room, Qin Jian slowly wakes up.
The k279 is still ringing in my ears.
After turning off the panel, Qin Jian stood up and stretched.
“It was a comfortable sleep.”
Feeling a surge of energy from top to bottom, Qin Jian picked up the cell phone beside him.
"***, it's half past twelve."
Then he called Duan Ran.
The phone was connected, and there was a sound like a noise on the street accompanied by Duan Ran's voice.
"Have you finished practicing the piano?"
"Uh, I just woke up," Qin Jian said sheepishly into the phone.
For a moment, "You're not in the room?"
"That's it. I'm downstairs in the hotel. Stop talking and get dressed and open the door for me!"
"good--"
After throwing away the phone, Qin Jian went to the bathroom to wash his face, but when he was halfway through hanging his beard, he heard a knock on the door.
"It's really fast."
After opening the door, Duan Ran was smiling and carrying a big bag.
"Please come in."
Qin Jian said as he returned to the bathroom and continued shaving.
...
“Good bed!!”
Listening to the sound coming from outside the bathroom, Qin Jian smiled, rinsed his chin again, and walked out of the bathroom.
"Have you never come in?"
"Never." Duan Ran curled his lips, raised his head and looked at Qin Jian's face, and nodded critically, "Well, he still looks better with a shave."
Qin Jian felt a little embarrassed at this compliment, "Where did you go this morning?"
"Humph," Duan Ran smiled mysteriously, sat up from the bed, opened the big bag on the side, took out a gray gift box, and handed it to Qin Jian, "Yours."
Qin Jian took the box in confusion, looked at the 'bros & Co' logo on it, and frowned, "What is this?"
"open to take a look."
Qin Jian opened the box, and a faint scent of licorice came to his face. A set of exquisitely folded black dresses was lying quietly in the box.
"Like it?"
"How much?"
"Oh, don't worry about it. Your tuxedo is already very wrinkled. You will be on stage tomorrow. Try it quickly. I'll wait for you outside."
Duan Ran said and quickly ran out of the room.
Looking at the girl's leaving figure, Qin Jian felt touched again in his heart.