Episode 301: The Information Reappears! The Portrait of the Queen of the Night
After making up his mind, Qin Jian decided to use the next time to learn about the construction site where he would move bricks in the future.
"Or home."
In fact, Qin Jian was also very curious about this place.
From Li Shuang's few words, he could feel the other person's strong sense of belonging to this place.
Think about it, four years for an undergraduate degree, three years for a master's degree, and four years for a doctorate. Even if you study consecutively, it will take at least eleven years.
A normal person can have several eleven years, and the most precious ten years are dedicated to a place like this.
Those engaged in academic research in the classical music circle are not like performers who can travel outside all year round.
If you want to make a name for yourself in this industry, you have to constantly improve yourself.
What's more important is to be able to endure loneliness.
Studying one thing wholeheartedly is both a physical and spiritual task.
This may also explain why Li Shuang looks a bit older despite his young age.
His bald head is the best answer.
"It seems I have to take precautions in advance."
With a sigh, Qin Jian turned the key.
The security door of Teaching and Research Room 309 was pushed open with a "squeak"
It was dark, and Qin Jian casually pressed the light button on the door wall.
With a "click" sound, the entire room appeared in front of him.
To be precise, it's not the whole picture.
The whole room is about 70 square meters in size, like a large rectangular box.
This area estimate does not include the bathroom and the space behind a locked door.
But what attracted him most was the huge mural on the entire wall.
The main and secondary wall paintings are actually more like a stage, with the background of the stage being mountains and rocks.
A strange-looking royal temple left Qin Jian a little confused.
But if you add the woman in front of the temple, he might be able to guess something.
It was an extremely coquettish woman, dressed in black attire, like the incarnation of the night, with two devilish horns on her head.
In his hand he held a brilliant silver flute.
On the side of the flute is engraved 'Magic Flute.'
"The Magic Flute."
"Queen of the Night, Pamina."
"Queen of the Night Mountain Temple, Aixis Temple."
Qin Jian murmured.
Even though he has already done enough homework on Mozart's opera "The Magic Flute".
But at this moment, he couldn't help but walk towards the gorgeous Queen of the Night, and the static portrait seemed to be moving in his mind.
On the stage where Mozart conducted the premiere of The Magic Flute in 1791, that stunning coloratura soprano, that legend about love and intrigue, light and darkness, seemed to open up in his heart at this moment.
The first act.
Qin Jian just stood in front of Queen of the Night.
He stood quietly.
Gradually, one character after another appeared on the stage, more choruses appeared, and more symphony orchestras appeared.
Finally, in the bright sunshine shining in front of the Queen's Temple, a silver-haired man appeared, waving the baton in his hand.
The grand symphony and vocal lines opened a grand banquet in his mind.
Then under the torrent of applause, the silver-haired man slowly retreated to the front of the stage.
At the moment he was about to turn around.
"Ding, I received a message from Papageno."
The sudden electronic sound in his ears made Qin Jian's eyes dazzled, and the key in his hand slipped involuntarily.
There was a "bling" in the quiet room.
Qin Jian shook his head vigorously. The queen in front of him was still a quiet queen, still standing in front of the mountain temple holding a silver flute.
It's just that the actors, chorus, orchestra, and the man with silver hair are all gone.
All that is left is the echo of 'Papageno' in my mind.
Qin Jian remembers this name very clearly. It is the character of the "happy bird catcher" who appears in the first act of The Magic Flute.
"intelligence..."
If it weren't for the voice in his ears, he would have almost forgotten that such a thing existed in space.
The next second.
Rubbing his hands together, the panel appeared in front of his eyes.
His eyes were focused directly on the small speaker in the upper right corner.
The panel flashed momentarily.
【Information Column】
[Fowler’s Discovery]: In front of the Queen of the Night’s mountain temple, an evil poisonous tongue was disemboweled. The happy bird catcher Papageno was blowing a cheerful whistle and singing beautiful songs, surrounded by the poisonous tongue.
corpse dancing
"Friends over there!"
At this moment, a voice came from behind him, and a layer of cold sweat suddenly broke out under his bird-feather shoes.
[Information source]: Papageno in thriller
[Information time limit]: None
...
After a long time, Qin Jian closed the panel, picked up the key, and wiped the sweat off his forehead.
The hallucination scene just now made him break out in a cold sweat.
"call."
"Another inexplicable piece of information."
Qin Jian was already used to this.
Although more than half a year has passed since he obtained the last information, he still doesn't know what this information is used for.
If I had to say something, it would be that the last piece of information cost him 500 points of admiration.
After a lot of research, the information expired after three days, and not a single one was left.
The source of the information was Chris, a scammer.
But it still leaves a good question
"'Who touched heaven with the piano.'"
And what clue did this intelligence leave behind?
Night King Mountain Temple, the corpse of Venomous Tongue, the bird catcher, and an unknown voice.
Qin Jian knew very well that this was the stage setting for the first act of The Magic Flute, and he also knew who was calling the voice. If nothing else happened, Papageno would be able to see a prince with a sword hanging from behind the mountain or from behind as soon as he turned around.
Come out of the cave.
He had seen this scene in many different versions of The Magic Flute Opera.
Now Qin Jian has three thoughts about this piece of information.
First, the 'bird catcher's discovery', what did he discover? If he just heard a call, what kind of discovery would it be?
If this is really the case, then it is understandable that he broke out in a cold sweat afterwards.
It also fits the image of the 'thrilling Papageno'.
Very appropriate.
Second, Qin Jian did not quite agree with his inference on the first question. He felt that the problem was not that simple.
Third, even if the problem is not that simple, what should he do~?
Fortunately, there is no time limit this time.
Mozart, Mozart~
...
"Hey~"
After feeling weak for a while, Qin Jian heard bursts of laughter coming from outside the window.
"The students all look so happy."
Qin Jian's eyes fell on the wall painting again, and he had to say that the Queen of the Night looked really good.
Leaving the wall painting, he continued to wander around the room.
Maybe he now understands why this place is called a construction site.
Under the wall on the other side is a row of tables. On the tables are various books and materials about opera, and most of them are not in Chinese.
Qin Jian can basically understand some German, but there are also Spanish, Italian, Czech, French...
Headache.
"As for French, Duan Ran should be able to help."
Qin Jian thought and sat down on a black swivel chair. Next to the black swivel chair was a brown swivel chair. There were only two chairs in front of the entire long table.
"I think this should be where Brother Shuang and the mysterious senior sister sit."
There is a refrigerator at the end of the long table, a small bar next to the refrigerator, a wine cabinet above the bar, and an LCD screen embedded in the wall on one side of the wine cabinet.
Under the LCD screen is a simple bed. Although the bed has no bedding and only a mattress, it is enough for a nap.
"No wonder this place is called home."
You can basically support your daily life here, provided you have a key.
"I don't know who designed it."
After changing his position and sitting behind the bar, Qin Jian looked at everything in front of him and felt particularly comfortable.