Two knocks on the door rang, and Duan Ran quickly put down his phone and came to the door.
She didn't open the door immediately, but asked in a low voice: "Qin Jian?"
"it's me."
Hearing the familiar voice outside the door, Duan Ran opened the door.
Looking up at Qin Jian, who had an unspeakable expression on his face, her speculation seemed to have been somewhat verified.
moment.
"Constipation is a disease."
Duan Ran nodded.
"We have to cure it."
...
The competition on the stage continues.
However, after Qin Jian changed into casual clothes, the two of them left the concert hall.
The ranking of the ensemble is not important to either of them. With the original intention of participating in the check-in, the two of them are already very satisfied with today's performance.
And during this short trip to Vienna, Qin Jian wanted to know more about the stadium than just the stadium.
Especially after the thoughts in my heart have gradually become clear.
...
...
It’s 3:20 pm Vienna time, the sun is warm.
Coordinates, Mozart’s former residence ‘Figaro House’ located in the east of Vienna.
As one of Vienna's iconic tourist attractions, countless tourists come here every year, some of them are classical music lovers, and many of them just check in and take a souvenir.
The House of Figaro is not big, just an old-fashioned yellow building.
From the outside, this old house with a sense of vicissitudes of life is simple and a little shabby.
However, the interior of the house still retains the original appearance of the former residence, and every detail records traces of Mozart's life.
Including the harpsichord specially customized for him by Smolk Company and some manuscripts of works that look particularly 'realistic'.
"How do you know this is a fake?"
Lying on the fence, Duan Ran put his head around and carefully observed the yellowed music pages in the glass cabinet, on which the traces of the creation of the music scores were clearly outlined.
There is a label 'Mozart: Horo, k.447' attached to the bottom of the score page.
"Guess."
Qin Jian said casually, but his guess was also well-founded.
Whether it is the curvature of the arc at the end of the note or the uneven thickness of the bar line, it is almost exactly the same as the sketching habit on the manuscript in the space.
A composer's writing habits are indeed fixed.
But this manuscript is a bit too detailed, and even the scrawling of the essay gives people a calculated feel.
It is not so much a music score as a painting with the theme of staff.
"Okay~" Duan Ran stood up and shrugged, "Mozart, you play well, you have the final say."
at this time.
The voice of the Chinese tour guide not far away continued to be heard.
"It is said that Mozart purchased many properties in the city during his peak period in Vienna, and this 'Figaro House' is the most representative."
"Everyone, follow me. Next, I will take you to visit Mozart's bedroom."
At the end of the mobile tour group, the two quietly followed them again.
Explain.
However, probably because of his preconceptions about Amadeus' last wish, Qin Jian was not too happy with some of the tour guide's subjective remarks.
For example, she described Mozart as romantic, alcoholic, arrogant, and arrogant.
It seems that in order to deliberately create a "real side of genius with flesh and blood" for tourists, some trivial unofficial history fragments are pieced together and told into jokes.
Everyone came to the second floor.
"Between 1784 and 1787, Mozart and his wife spent the best short time of their lives in this room full of warmth."
"A happy life brought him the peak of his career, warm invitations from the upper class, and the company of famous friends."
The tour guide turned around and pointed to an old brown wooden table and said to everyone: "It is said that it was on this table that Mozart composed the great opera "The Marriage of Figaro."
The crowd suddenly burst into exclamations.
"Wow!"
“I’ve heard The Marriage of Figaro, it’s so good”
"The Marriage of Figaro is the pinnacle of comedy in one of Mozart's three operas." A short man wearing a fisherman's hat continued and said to the tour guide.
As his voice fell, the surroundings suddenly became quiet.
"This opera can be said to be Mozart's highest musical achievement, and I personally highly recommend it."
The fisherman hat talked a lot, as if it were a commentary.
Qin Jian also listened with great interest.
Finally, after everyone's interest was aroused, the tour guide took over again, "There will be a Le Nozze di Figaro performance tonight at 19:00 at the Poly Theater next to our hotel. Interested friends can go and experience it.
Check out the charm of this opera."
"The performance team is..."
.......
"Why do you feel like they are on the same team?" Duan Ran leaned into Qin Jian's ear and whispered, "But I also want to hear what he said. What should I do?"
"Then let's go to the Poly Theater at eight o'clock." Qin Jian smiled, "You follow them, I want to go around by myself."
With that said, he turned around and left the crowd.
However, Duan Ran quickly followed Qin Jian.
...
The two of them walked one behind the other, walking and stopping, but they never left the spacious bedroom.
Qin Jian would occasionally stay in certain places for a while, seemingly in a daze, but Duan Ran did not disturb him.
She knew what inspiration Qin Jian might be looking for.
Time passed quickly, and the second Chinese tour group arrived here.
...
Suddenly, Qin Jian's footsteps stopped at the entrance.
"The Kiwanis Club."
On the Chinese translation next to a small stone tablet in a corner, he once again saw the words mentioned in Mozart's last wish.
"In Kiwanis lore it is said: 'Where did all this great learning come from?'"
"Listen, as it is recorded in Genesis Chapter 4, long before the flood there was a man named Lamech, a descendant of Cain."
"Lamech had two wives, one was named Adah and the other was Chirath."
Seeing this, Qin Jian's heart beat faster and faster, and he murmured, "Yada... Qila..."
Then his gaze continued to fall on the next line.
“Adah gave birth to two boys, their names were Jabal and Jubal, and Chirah gave birth to a girl and a girl, their names were Tubal and Naamah…”
The brief text introduction disappeared soon, and Qin Jian was a little disappointed.
This information probably tells some legends and teachings about the origins of the Kiwanis Club.
But it also gave him some clues.
"Mozart himself said that he created some works after joining the Kiwanis Club and that he loved this organization very much."
Qin Jian sighed, he could vaguely feel that in the subsequent stories of the last wish, the Kiwanis Club would appear again.
Perhaps the unfinished Requiem, the Snowy Night Cemetery, and the Man in Black are all closely related to this.
All this prompted his heart to surge again.
Qin Jian wished he could click on the next chapter now.
But as usual, he must choose one of the three options in front of him and solve it in some way before he can continue to unlock it.
"Headache."
Qin Jian rubbed his temples, opened his last wish again, and looked at the three options.