The mottled lens was locked on a suburban road with a burst of snowflakes.
A car drove past a billboard.
'Wele NewYork!'
Turning away from the bustling scene behind him, he drove towards the end of the road.
...
Quietly, late autumn has arrived.
There is not much left until the overseas selection date for the 18th Chopin International Piano Competition.
The entire piano community is preparing for this five-year grand event, which is different from the Mozart Competition which is more of a memorial than a competition.
There is a reason why the Chopin Piano Competition is called the Olympics of music.
For this reason, the final Chopin master classes are being held all over the world, and applicants from all over the world are rushing to master classes in various places, hoping to hear some teachings or psychological counseling at the last moment.
After all, every master comes from the luxurious jury seat of the Chopin Competition - each of their votes may rewrite the ownership of the championship trophy of the 18th Chopin Competition.
...
It seems that the shadow of winter can already be seen outside the car window.
The fields on the roadside look a bit desolate at dusk.
"Another year of my youth is about to pass."
"Please, can you please stop acting like a poet?"
"Okay~"
The car drove quickly across a highway and stopped in front of a suburban villa.
From the outside, it looks like a small villa with a simple structure. A figure is standing there waiting in the small garden in front of the door.
As soon as Feng Ziyan got out of the car door, he hugged the figure in the small garden, "You are such a shameless guy. You haven't come to Curtis to see us for so long!"
As he spoke, he punched the opponent in the chest.
Fang Zongyao was beaten so badly that he took a small step back, but he didn't refute anything: "Everyone is busy."
"Why."
Feng Ziyan nodded sadly. He had really worked hard in the past six months. In addition to practicing classical music, his major course was jazz piano performance. He had to take many courses on a daily basis, and he also had to deal with various competitions. The little time left was spent picking up girls.
Fang Zongyao looked Feng Ziyan up and down and said, "Not bad, I'm finally willing to lose weight."
After not seeing each other for almost a year, Feng Ziyan has lost a lot of weight, and his whole person's energy and spirit have changed a lot.
Feng Ziyan nodded helplessly when he heard the words, and gently leaned into Fang Zongyao's ear: "It can't be reduced." He quietly pointed behind him.
Just then, the sound of a car engine sounded and the taxi drove away.
"Feng Ziyan! Come and move your luggage!!"
moment.
"learn."
Fang Zongyao patted Feng Ziyan on the shoulder sympathetically.
Then the two of them walked towards the figure behind the luggage.
"Long time no see, Yinuo."
"Hmm, how was the concert last week?" Zhao Yinuo handed a large box to Feng Ziyan, clapped his hands and then said: "It's nearing the end of the semester, and we really don't have time to rush over to see you, but I browsed your school’s forum, and it seems like your concerts received a pretty good response.”
"And Xiao Yinuo plays well. It seems that you are almost ready." Zhao Yinuo said and took a deep look at Fang Zongyao.
Fang Zongyao smiled and said, "The concert is okay, but the preparations are still far from done."
With that said, the three of them walked into the villa under the leadership of Fang Zongyao.
A piece of luxury.
"I'll go, you rich second generation."
Although he was mentally prepared, Feng Ziyan couldn't help but admired when he walked in: "You said that if you don't inherit your good family business, why are you fighting for our jobs?"
Fang Zongyao had a dark look on his face.
"Where is Qi Feng?" Zhao Yinuo asked, "Didn't he arrive yesterday?"
at this time.
"Oh, who is this? Really lost weight?"
A soft chuckle came from the fence on the second floor.
Feng Ziyan looked up and saw Qi Feng rubbing his eyes and leaning on the fence, "Sorry, I'm jet lagged, I just got up."
"Tsk tsk, Yinuo is beautiful again, what a pity."
Feng Ziyan: "Get out~"
Dinner was served by Fang Zongyao and Zhao Yinuo, and soon a table of brightly colored Chinese dishes was served to the table.
For this reason, Feng Ziyan specially took out a bottle of Erguotou.
"drink!"
"cheers."
"Cheers~"
"It feels great to have everyone together again. It feels like the Huayun Competition was just yesterday."
"Yeah, time flies too fast."
When the four branches of Huayun reunite again, it is natural to reminisce about the past.
"Hey, it would be great if Qin Jian and Duan Ran could come this time." Qi Feng sighed, "How are they doing now? Qin Jian and I have lost contact after the Mozart Competition. Where are they going to school now?
Woolen cloth?"
Fang Zongyao said: "Duan Ran is in France, and now he is under Rigel's sect. Qin Jian returned to China after the competition, and is now in the Chinese Academy of Sciences, but he recently went to Germany."
"Aha?" Qi Feng said unexpectedly, "What's going on?!"
"There's something even more amazing." Feng Ziyan received the message: "I don't know what this guy thinks. He went to the Chinese Academy of Sciences to study opera. I heard Teacher Wu said that he also formed some kind of opera club."
"What the hell?!" Qi Feng felt that his imagination was not enough, "He doesn't play the piano anymore?"
"Play," Zhao Yinuo received again, "Isn't he been recording in Germany recently? The collection of Mozart works he recorded with DG is expected to be released by the end of the year."
Qi Feng was almost speechless, "Why don't I know anything!?" After saying that, he looked at Feng Ziyan fiercely. This was where Feng Ziyan had the most contact with him, "Why didn't you tell me anything?
I!?"
Feng Ziyan also felt aggrieved. Every time the two chatted, the topic besides games was women, and the other party never asked him about it. What's more, he only found out about Qin Jian's stay in Germany two days ago.
Zhao Yinuo shuddered and came to the rescue for Feng Ziyan: "We also heard from Duan Ran a few days ago that they are in Salzburg now."
"Ah ha?" Qi Feng seemed to hear something in the words, "Are they two together?"
A lustful smile appeared at the corner of Feng Ziyan's lips: "I can't believe it."
Qi Feng nodded knowingly, smacked his lips and said, "Tsk, I really can't tell. This beast Qin Jian is really doing big things in a low voice."
"Now that's good, the six of us are now two couples, and Zong Yao and I are the only ones left."
"Shit, Duan Duan didn't say she was with Qin Jian, how could you two grown men be so gossipy?" Zhao Yinuo rolled his eyes at Qi Feng, "Besides, when did I promise someone?"
Seeing that the fire was burning on him, Feng Ziyan quickly said good things to Zhao Yinuo with a flattering look on his face, then turned to look at Qi Feng: "You can give Lao Fang a try."
Fang Zongyao turned his head away. He really didn't know what to say. Qi Feng had an expression on his face that said, "Are you still a human being?"
Zhao Yinuo opened Feng Ziyan's hand in disgust, "I didn't realize you had this habit before? Deduct points, deduct points, deduct points!!"
"No, no, no! Don't button it!"
Feng Ziyan's wailing made several people laugh.
After laughing for a while, several people recalled the Huayun Competition, and for a while they lamented that there were two less people among the six, which always lacked a little flavor.
"Yinuo, why don't you send the photo we just took to Duan Ran. They are together anyway."
Qi Feng's suggestion immediately won the praise of everyone present.
"You can have this."
"Yeah, let me check the time difference. It's 4:30 in the afternoon in Salzburg. They must not have slept."
"Hurry up."
moment.
Zhao Yinuo picked a photo in which all four people showed their faces, "That's it."
Click Send.
The message has been sent for five minutes, but there has been no response from the other party.
"How about giving them a call?"
As soon as Feng Ziyan finished speaking, Zhao Yinuo's phone lit up and a new message was sent.
Everyone gathered around.
Duan Duan Duan Duan sent a photo.
"I think from a shooting point of view, this photo should have been taken by Duan Ran while lying on the bed."
"Aren't you talking nonsense?"
Feng Ziyan also felt that he had said nonsense.
Duan Ran is not seen in the photo, but there is a smooth calf at the bottom of the photo. The house as a whole looks like a retro wooden structure. Although the color is cooler, the furnishings still give people a very warm feeling. a feeling of.
But the most eye-catching thing in the photo is the tall figure sitting in front of the piano with his back to the camera.