Duan Ran looked at the three words 'Ning Qianxia' on the screen of his mobile phone, and the enchanting figure on the stage appeared in front of his eyes.
As a woman, she had to admit that the fatal attraction exuded by the other party on the stage had no gender boundaries.
The phone is still ringing.
Duan Ran climbed up from Qin Jian's back and said with a smile, "I'll make breakfast."
He stretched out, put on his woolen coat and left the room, closing the door gently.
The only sounds left in the hut were Qin Jian and the sound of the phone.
moment.
"Hello."
Qin Jian picked up the phone.
"Hello."
Even though there had been no contact for almost two months, the person on the phone was still so crisp and clear, "Two things. The first thing is that the first act of The Magic Flute has almost been rehearsed. The second thing is that there are only a few steps left before the start of the competition."
It’s time for next week.”
The other end of the phone explained everything about the competition. Only then did Qin Jian know that there was such a thing as an opera competition. He felt nervous and relaxed at the same time. Fortunately, there was still some time left and there was still time to adjust.
"Thanks a lot."
As he spoke, his eyes moved to another piece of handwritten information on the corner of the table, the section of "Ada and Chira" written on the blackboard. He also searched for a large amount of information about the Magic Flute from the clues of the Freemasons.
"Thank you, Qian Xia."
"You should thank me properly, but I didn't call you to hear what you said. I just want to know if you can still catch up with the game in your schedule?"
Qin Jian thought for a moment and said, "I will rush back within three days."
"Okay, I'll inform everyone later."
"How is everyone doing lately?"
"It seems that you are so busy that you don't even have time to check the group messages every day." There was an unpleasant smile on the phone. "Everyone is very nice, and everyone has been caring about you since you left."
your situation."
Qin Jian held the phone and felt a little guilty.
"But it doesn't matter, we know you are busy."
After a short silence, "How is it? Is the record recording going well?"
"fine."
"That's good. Remember to send me a copy when it is officially released. Bye, we have to rehearse."
The call was hung up, Qin Jian sighed and put the phone aside.
I picked up the pen again and started writing in the last few blank bars of the score.
This is probably the first time that the opera "Ada and Zilla" has been presented in this way, with a modern person handwriting it down with a quill on a vintage parchment book.
The second act alone has as many as fourteen vocal parts and thirty-two orchestra parts. This huge structural framework is unprecedented in the history of opera.
Just looking at the voices in front of him, Qin Jian felt uneasy in his heart.
Putting down the music score, Qin Jian rubbed his temples and walked out of the bedroom.
"Wow?"
As soon as he went out, he was surprised by the various small plates placed on the small table.
At a glance, there were fifteen or sixteen kinds of dishes, and even the roasted pork chops planned to be eaten tomorrow had already been cut into plates and served on the table.
Looking at the figure who was still busy in front of the stove, Qin Jian asked curiously: "Is this a buffet?"
Duan Ran turned around and took out the ripe cheese in his hand, "Yes!"
"What are you doing? Are you tired of living?" The food on this table is enough for two people to eat for a day.
After taking off his apron, Duan Ran looked at Qin Jian and smiled: "They are all things that cannot be taken away. Let's try not to waste them."
moment.
Qin Jian nodded knowingly and turned on the record player, "Then let's get started."
"No, brush your teeth first!!"
"Well--"
Accompanied by Bach's morning music, it is the same as every poetic morning in the past.
It's just that the topic is no longer about music.
Dining room.
"When do you plan to leave?" Duan Ran asked.
"Let's wait and see." Qin Jian chewed toast.
"Is there something going on at the school?" Duan Ran asked again.
Qin Jian didn't nod, but he acquiesced.
Duan Ran put up his cell phone and said: "I just checked the flights, and now there are two routes to choose from."
"If we leave and return to Hamburg soon, you should be able to catch the morning and afternoon flight to Frankfurt. Then an hour and a half later, there will be a flight from Frankfurt to Yanjing. The landing will happen to be around 9 o'clock tomorrow evening, Yanjing time.
, it shouldn’t delay your return to the dormitory.”
"If you don't choose this route, you can only wait until the direct flight from Salzburg tomorrow, so you will get off the plane early the day after tomorrow, Yanjing time."
"These are the two fastest routes." Duan Ran added, "In fact, the fastest route should be that we take the train to Vienna early this morning, and then take the flight to Yanjing at 8:30 in the morning. In this way, you can
We can land in the evening, but unfortunately the flight will take off soon."
Obviously the last line could not be kept up. Qin Jian looked at Duan Ran with warmth in his heart and secretly thought of the other party's intelligence.
Just by seeing a caller, I made arrangements for my next trip.
"Let's just wait for the flight at noon tomorrow." Qin Jian said.
Duan Ran narrowed his eyes and smiled, "That's just right, there will be a flight back to Paris at noon tomorrow."
Qin Jian nodded in relief, and the two of them continued to eat.
Duan Ran didn't ask what the reason for Ning Qianxia's call was, which made him feel a little guilty. He didn't know why he felt guilty. He would never have felt this way before.
The bread that was so milky just now feels like wax in your mouth.
Human affairs are so strange. Sometimes you want to ask, but you know you can't get the answer, but you still ask. But when you don't want to ask, someone can't help it anymore.
Although there was no starting point for the topic, Qin Jian still put down the bread.
"cough."
"She called me because of club matters. In the next week, our club will represent the school in Haishi to participate in the national opera auditions for music schools."
"ah?"
Duan Ran frowned, she didn't expect Qin Jian to do such a thing.
"Hey," Qin Jian smiled bitterly, "I just found out. My roommates didn't tell me before. I guess they didn't want to affect my recording."
"So that's it," Duan Ran nodded. If it were her, she would make the same choice. After all, recording records is Qin Jian's career. He hesitated for a moment: "How are you preparing for the opera you compete in?"
How's that going? You've been here all this time..."
Qin Jian sighed, "It's not bad. She has been busy with club rehearsals since I came to Germany. If she says it's OK, there shouldn't be any big problem."
Hearing this, Duan Ran was relieved. She had seen Ning Qianxia's professional ability. The most rare thing was that she could still worry about Qin Jian's affairs.
Just as Duan Ran told Qin Jian on the first day they met, she hoped that Qin Jian's opera society would get better and better. From Vienna to Hamburg, she saw Qin Jian's passion for opera. It was not a superficial sentence of "I can
Arrange an opera?" a light-hearted way of saying it.
He is really making all kinds of efforts for this, and everyone can see it. All he has to do is play the piano step by step, and a lot of fame and fortune will be waiting for him in the future.
However, he did not give up his own career and opened up another path full of unknowns.
And on this unknown road, someone seemed to be helping him.
For a while.
To the person I have never met.
Duan Ran had an indescribable feeling. The hostility hidden in his heart seemed to have weakened a bit, but the sense of crisis had become a bit stronger.
"Can you tell me about Ning Qianxia?"
"ah?"
Duan Ran smiled, "Is it convenient?"
Human affairs are so strange. When you already know the answer to the first question, you can't help but think about getting the second, third, or even fourth answer.
No matter whether there is innocence behind it or not.