490. Short Skirt Controversy? I'll Give You Both Bites and Kisses
"Pack up, we're ready to go."
After hanging up the phone, Qin Jian sat back on the bed.
A five-minute phone call also made Duan Ran's shy and angry mood subside a lot.
"Where are you going?" Duan Ran crawled out of bed and approached Qin Jian and asked softly.
"17 Clough Street."
Qin Jian touched Duan Ran's head and asked, "What happened when you got up just now?"
It's okay if Qin Jian doesn't mention it, but when Duan Ran is mentioned, it's so awkward...
"Pretend to be stupid!" Duan Ran snorted, then got out of bed beside Qin Jian and walked towards the bathroom.
Qin Jian was confused when he heard it, probably just like Duan Ran was confused when he heard about No. 17, Clough Street.
He spread his hands, looked at the skirt under the other person's back, and muttered in a low voice, "Okay, you have the final say on how long your legs are."
After Duan Ran washed up, put on light makeup and changed to Qin Jian.
Qin Jian took a shower.
By the time he came out, Duan Ran had already changed his clothes and looked like he was waiting to set off.
The smart attire is no longer the same as yesterday. It is less sexy and more sassy.
"It moves very quickly."
Qin Jian wiped his head, looked up and down, and said with a smile: "Cool."
Duan Ran raised his eyebrows proudly,
Qin Jian also changed into a more casual outfit.
After changing their clothes, the two of them stood in front of the standing mirror. The two slender figures matched perfectly.
Duan Ran made a face and said, "Hey."
Qin Jian gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go."
...
"Where are you going?"
"you guess."
"I guess you'll tell me soon~"
"Oh, I learned it."
"Are you going to say it or not?"
"reject."
"Then please take your hands off my legs."
"You're not wearing a skirt."
"Then I will never wear it again."
"Steinway & Sons' headquarters in Warsaw."
...
17 Cliff Street.
When Qin Jian and his two men arrived by car, Paul was waiting at the gate.
After getting off the car, Qin Jian shook hands with Paul cordially.
"Long time no see, Mr. Paul."
"Long time no see, Mr. Qin." Paul said and turned to the side, looked at Duan Ran and nodded, "Miss Duan, long time no see."
Duan Ran also nodded politely in response to the other party.
After exchanging pleasantries along the way, the three of them walked into the door, walked through the hall on the first floor, and came to a huge piano room.
Qin Jian had never seen such a large piano room, it was about half the size of an ordinary concert hall.
There are two small platforms in the center of the purely wooden piano room. The height of the platforms is only half a meter, and the length-to-width ratio is about eight meters to six meters.
There is a large grand piano on each stage, and several staff members stand on each stage.
"These two pianos are upgraded versions of the latest product d274 from Hamburg Steinway Company," Paul said, "and will be used by the players of this Chopin Competition."
Qin Jian nodded calmly, "It feels good."
Paul said: "These two pianos have just been tuned and no one has touched them yet."
Qin Jian did not answer the call.
moment.
Paul looked at Duan Ran and said with a smile: "Come and try it, Miss Duan, maybe you will be surprised."
Qin Jian looked at Duan Ran and saw that Duan Ran was eager to try, so he nodded, "If you want to play, go up and have some fun."
The three of them walked to the nearest piano stand.
Paul introduced Qin Jian and Qin Jian to several staff members. One of the people in charge stepped forward and shook hands with Qin Jian, then turned around and gestured to the surrounding staff members to move away.
Duan Ran hung his handbag on Qin Jian's human clothes hanger, gracefully walked up to the stage and sat in front of the piano.
The movement here also caused another staff member near the piano platform to gather around.
Then the whole hall fell silent.
Everyone's eyes were focused on this young oriental woman with advanced facial features and aloofness.
Duan Ran adjusted the height of the piano bench.
The moment he raised his hand, the air pressure around the piano rose sharply.
Qin Jian couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth, and Duan Ran's stage aura became stronger and stronger.
The next second.
A set of extremely fast sound streams rushed out from the raised castanets, and as soon as the piano sounded, it rushed out of control to every corner of the piano room.
Vigorous and powerful, bright and warm, the charm is clear and clear.
Except for Qin Jian and Paul, everyone present was somewhat different from the young woman who was playing at this time.
This is the third movement of Duan Ran's Moonlight. The musical expression is energetic without losing rhythm, and it exudes a light and elegant sense of drama in a slightly surprising explosion.
Be concise and appropriate without being shocking.
Listening to the music in his ears, Qin Jian looked at the undulating figure in front of the piano, his eyes gradually becoming complicated.
Duan Ran's playing has changed.
This is what the music told him.
He deeply felt that Duan Ran was no longer the little girl who sat next to her and played k521 last year.
The fresh, elegant and finger-technical playing of the past has been quietly replaced by the calm and profound performance of today.
From time to time, the mundane step-like phrases are extended into long sighs amid the throbbing of self-questioning.
At this moment, Qin Jian was constantly thinking about how Duan Ran had managed to survive these past few months.
When he was in Salzburg, Duan Ran was never like this.
A person's technique can be improved in a short period of time through some training methods, but the interpretation and expression of music cannot be brewed in a short period of time.
"horrible."
It was difficult for Qin Jian to overlap the majestic woman in front of the piano at this time with the cute little woman lying in his arms last night.
For a moment, a desire to conquer him arose in his heart.
"Dang!——"
"Dang!—"
"Dang!————"
The song ends.
Applause rang out from all around, and Qin Jian also applauded.
Duan Ran stood up, nodded slightly, and then walked down calmly.
When she returned to Qin Jian, she still had the same momentum and excitement as a child who had just finished playing a game.
"How do you feel?" Qin Jian lovingly raised his hand and wiped off the small beads of sweat on Duan Ran's nose.
Duan Ran pursed his lips and started chattering.
But as soon as Duan Ran opened his mouth, Qin Jian's expression changed, and he was suddenly amused. At the same time, he praised the other party's cleverness and cuteness.
Paul on the side was confused after hearing this.
He probably only understood Duan Ran's last words, 'You go up and try?'
Of course, this cannot be blamed on Paul’s poor Chinese.
Duan Ran just spoke in dialect.
This was the first time Qin Jian heard Duan Ran speak in dialect, and the authentic southwestern dialect sounded unique.
"Okay, then I'll try it too."
As he said this, Qin Jian walked up to the small stage hanging Duan Ran's bag.
"Ms. Duan's performance just now was wonderful. How was your performance experience?" Paul asked politely in a low voice.
Duan Ran smiled and said, "Mr. Paul, it's not up to me to say this."
When Paul heard this, he smiled and stopped talking.
Then everyone around them became quiet, and they knew that this young man was one of today's protagonists.
Qin Jian sat down and adjusted his posture.
I saw him gently stretching out a finger, and under the curious eyes of the surrounding people, it slowly moved towards the lowest bass of the entire piano - A1.
The next second.
"when..."
An inaudible but extremely clear low sound came from the piano soundboard and spread through the air to everyone's ears.
Not bad, Qin Jian first gave high marks for the response speed and volume of the lowest bass.
Not all high-end pianos can play the pianissimo volume of four p.
Of course, not everyone can play the pianissimo volume of four p on this piano.
While the person in charge in the audience was proud of the piano he had tuned, he also gave Qin Jian full marks for his finger control.
"pound!!!!!!!!"
Then a violent chord with four or even five F’s exploded from the sky above the piano like a thunderbolt.
No one is watching what just happened.
At this moment, a tall figure carrying a travel bag and a black mask walked into the piano room.
She witnessed this scene.
She has a pair of lavender eyes, and behind her is a burly man and another staff member.