329. Perseverance in the eyes of the forgotten corner
ten minutes later.
"Paul, do you know the origin of this piano?"
"I don't know the details, but it is said that I bought it from a businessman in Sicily."
"Have you ever seen anyone use this piano?"
"No, it is no longer suitable for recording or playing on stage. The hammers and strings have aged excessively. No one is willing to take the risk to repair it. After all, it is an old antique."
"That makes sense." Qin Jian sighed, "Paul, do you know Chris?"
"A piano maker."
"A piano craftsman," Qin Jian repeated Paul's words word for word for a moment, "maybe he is also a composer."
"That's not a contradiction." Paul smiled, "Do you want to try this piano?"
After a long time.
"No," Qin Jian stared at the piano for a long time, turned around, smiled and shook his head, "Let's go and try that Steinway."
"That's great, Mr. Qin Jian. To be honest, I'm very interested in appreciating your Mozart up close."
"You have to know that I do translation work for countless performers every year, and I have been fortunate enough to listen to many close performances of Mozart in private. I have to say that without the environment of stage decoration, their music is not what I expected.
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...
The two left chatting and laughing.
The black piano left behind continues to sit quietly in the corner.
Just like the writing on the small plate next to the thorn flower carvings.
‘The piano inventor who was forgotten in the corner——Chris Frian’
'1731'
...
Stopping in front of the Steinway piano, Qin Jian set up the bracket of the piano board, "Maybe I will disappoint you too."
Paul said: "I don't think so, my feeling has always been very accurate."
Qin Jian sat in front of the piano.
Looking at the clear black and white keyboard in front of him, his thoughts suddenly returned to the black piano in the corner behind him.
Maybe it's just a coincidence, maybe not.
But whatever it is, what does it matter?
Some things have always been there, but I just happened to encounter them today.
If there had been no Huayun Competition, if there had been no Mozart Competition, if there had been no trip to Vienna, if there had not been an impressive result, too many ifs would have resulted in me missing out on today.
In that case, I will probably never sit here in my lifetime, let alone discover anything special.
Looking at it now, although it is inevitable to think about it, after all, a discovery is a discovery, but now is not the time to study these.
Maybe I'm just worrying too much.
Thinking of this, Qin Jian felt much calmer.
As if he no longer had any scruples, he raised his head and glanced at Paul, who was already ready to listen. He stretched out his hands generously and said with a smile, "Paul, is there any Mozart piece you want to listen to?"
"Let me think about it," Paul raised his head and thought about it for a moment, then said, "The third movement of K310."
K310 third movement.
Little Presto.
As soon as Paul finished speaking, Qin Jian's fingers started to move.
The turbulent minor-key melody, with its unexpectedly bright colors, flowed quickly among dozens of pianos.
Qin Jian knew very well that this was Mozart's best trick.
If you interpret it according to the mode and color, you will fall into a trap and you will never be able to climb out.
Mozart is not sad, even in his gloomy minor-key works.
As Qin Jian played, Paul couldn't help but fall into this melody.
He liked the melody of the third movement of k310. He had never heard such a Mozart minor tune.
The music flows.
...
...
Someone here started playing, and someone on the other side just stopped.
Duan Ran took off the piano cover, which did not mean that her practice for the day was over.
She has always been a person who likes to make plans and implement them.
There are still three hours left before her practice goal today.
She just needed a break, but when she stopped, she found that the negative emotions that had been squeezed into the corner by the music melody surged up again, especially when she saw the black and white keys.
So during this break, she didn't want to see the keyboard, and she tried her best to control her emotions.
She has been in a bad state recently, which can be clearly heard from her violent music.
She knew the source of the problem, but she didn't know what to do about it.
That feeling of helplessness is like getting a complicated piece of music that you can't start with.
Her hands were tied into her hair, and her silent elbows were supported on the hard piano board.
at this time.
There was a gentle knock on the door.
"Sorry, can I come in?"
Then a man's voice came from outside the door.
Duan Ran didn't respond, as if he didn't hear.
One minute passed
There was a soft sound of the door lock opening, and the man walked in.
Looking at the haggard figure in front of the piano, the man said, "I just want to remind you that the flight is only four hours away. Don't you need to pack up?"
Duan Ran still didn't respond.
The man moved a chair and sat next to her, paused, and said, "Although you keep silent, your recent state really doesn't look very good."
"What I want to say is that no matter what happens, you should try to face it proactively, instead of sitting alone in a place with no one and closing yourself off. This is not an effective way to solve the problem."
"Do you care about him?" the man suddenly asked.
The words here are not abrupt.
Duan Ran nodded slowly.
Seeing Duan Ran's reaction, the man sighed, "I've also watched that video. To be honest, I don't think there's anything wrong with it. I even have to praise him. It was indeed a wonderful performance."
"There are dramatic conflicts, clever arrangements, and the singers are excellent."
"But I think you have to be clear. We are all people who deal with the stage, so we are the group of people who can best distinguish between the stage and the off stage."
"It seems to me that they are just looking for some dramatic effect on stage."
"That's all."
There was no comfort in his tone.
"If you feel that a certain scene on the stage hurts you deep in your heart and makes you unable to distinguish certain situations for a while, why don't you ask him face to face?"
"Perhaps the actual situation is completely different from what you imagined."
Slowly, Duan Ran raised his head, his helpless eyes seeming to be seeking some kind of help.
"If you have any questions about this, why don't you ask him face to face?"
The man gently patted Duan Ran on the shoulder, "Although I am not qualified to talk about relationships in front of you, you have grown up, and I want to tell you that you have to fight for relationships by yourself at any time.
"
"You are good enough, but it is undeniable that the person you care about is better."
"He was born for the stage."
"No one can change that."
moment.
"Okay," the man looked at his watch, "there are still three hours and forty minutes before the plane takes off. You can choose to continue practicing or go out to eat. You haven't eaten all day."
"If you need anything else, pack your things and I'll wait for you in the car."
After that, he left the bedroom.
...
Duan Ran exhaled softly.
After a long time, she stood up from the piano.
When she walked to the piano, she looked at herself in the mirror, and the phrase 'Relationships are always earned by oneself' lingering in her ears.