Whether they are former Chopin Gold Medal winners or today's big names in the piano industry, these dg artists all have a common identity - the judges of this competition.
At Lenovo's current point of time, the first round of the Chopin Competition is about to come.
Qin Jian naturally regarded this gathering as a gathering of judges.
Since it was a gathering of judges, Qin Jian, as a contestant, had an instinctive avoidance mentality.
He could directly refuse Baudelaire's olive branch, but for Walker...
In any case, he still has another secret contract, and that contract clearly records his identity - the DG artist who refused to sign the contract.
So outright rejection seems a bit...
Qin Jian looked at Duan Ran hesitantly.
The moment their eyes met, Qin Jian seemed to be conveying something.
Duan Ran couldn't tell Qin Jian's thoughts and smiled inwardly.
There was silence for a moment.
Then he pouted and said somewhat dejectedly: "But you have already promised me, tonight..."
She stopped mid-sentence, and anyone could see the loneliness on her little face.
Qin Jian realized it in a second, and suddenly there was a slightly struggling and undecided expression on his face.
Paul, who was standing aside watching this scene, was shocked.
He looked at Duan Ran, was this the same female artist who played Moonlight just now?
moment.
Paul awkwardly came out to help Qin Jian: "I'm sorry, Miss Duan, I really didn't know that you and Mr. Qin had made arrangements in advance." He took out two blue invitations from his briefcase and said, "Keep this as a souvenir.
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Qin Jian took it with a look of helplessness. He wanted to say something, but Paul smiled and shook his head, giving him an "I understand" expression.
Qin Jian sighed when he saw this, "I'm really sorry. Please tell Mr. Walker for me that everything went well."
Paul nodded and turned to look at Duan Ran: "Ms. Duan, Honoratka Restaurant is very good. I wish you a pleasant stay tonight."
Duan Ran responded with a somewhat embarrassed expression, "Thank you, Mr. Paul."
Qin Jian said nothing, looked at the other party gratefully, took the invitation, turned around and walked towards the door of the piano room with Duan Ran.
Unexpectedly, just as he was about to take Duan Ran's hand, Duan Ran opened his hand.
Looking at this scene not far away, Paul couldn't help but smile and sighed, "Oh, it's great to be young."
Watching the young couple walk out of the piano room, he was about to call his assistant when a strong and regular sound came.
Paul looked towards another stage. In front of the piano, the woman from Lincoln Center had already started playing.
It had been a long time since he had heard such an original sound of the Deppi piano.
The piece she played was also Moonlight III.
...
As soon as he walked out of the headquarters gate, Duan Ran grabbed Qin Jian's arm: "Am I very smart?"
"Perfect for your acting skills, but do you really don't want to go?"
The moment Qin Jian's hand was opened, he seemed to believe that Duan Ran was serious, but he couldn't remember what he had agreed to do tonight.
"Of course I do, but I think it's better to avoid suspicion. After all, your status is different now."
Qin Jian nodded and hugged Duan Ran with his backhand: "Tell me, where do you want to go next?"
"Don't you want to have a few places to wander around?" Duan Ran enjoyed the feeling of being hugged by Qin Jian on the street. He squeezed Qin Jian's big hand hanging on his shoulder with both hands, "I will follow you.
Eat and drink.”
"Then let's go to the Chopin Museum."
"Yeah, batida is nearby."
"What is batida?"
"Dessert shop! Didn't you read the link I sent you? Chopard chocolates are sold there!"
"Oh, I remembered it."
"You definitely didn't open the link."
"When I saw so many messages, I didn't have the thought to click on the link. I didn't want to call you right away."
"Humph, I believe you."
"Duan Ran, did you notice the three people who came in from behind just now?"
"Well, the woman in the middle should also be here to try out the piano."
"I guess she is also a contestant in this competition."
"I don't know about this. Anyway, her eyes are beautiful."
"Indeed, but it's much worse than you."
"Real or false? I will believe it."
"real."
"Mua~"
No woman doesn't like to be complimented, especially from the person they love.
This free mouthful made Qin Jian feel that women are really easy to coax.
...
Take the subway to Tamka Street.
Qin Jian once again felt the significance of Chopin to this city. Chopin's music was playing in the carriage, and every scenic spot introduced in the mobile advertisements was inseparable from Chopin's words.
As soon as they got out of the subway station, the two stepped onto Tamka Street.
Facing you is a wax figure of Chopin.
But it was different from the traditional image of Chopin in his impression. Although the Chopin in front of him was decently dressed and looked like a young man, he had an out-and-out cartoon character face.
This can't help but bring him closer to this great musician from 200 years ago.
"interesting."
Qin Jian looked at the navigation on the map on his mobile phone.
"Go west."
The Chopin Museum located on Tamka Street is undoubtedly a holy place for classical music fans and museum lovers around the world.
This is not only one of the largest personal museums in the world, but also the museum with the largest number of cultural relics related to Chopin in the world.
Qin Jian likes to go to places like this to find some inspiration, such as the Lage Memorial Museum and the House of Figaro.
With this mood, Qin Jian stepped into the museum's heavy wooden door.
Elegant and warm, this was his first impression of this space.
As he walked, one collection after another was displayed in front of him, including Chopin's original manuscripts, a model of his left hand, and the letters Chopin sent back to Poland after moving to France.
Each piece of the collection represents a piece of Chopin’s past, and each piece of the past makes Chopin clear and complete in front of modern people.
"This is the last piano Chopin ever used." Duan Ran translated for Qin Jian, following a French tour guide team.
With this piano as the centerpiece, the museum has restored the appearance of the living room where Chopin lived in his Paris apartment.
Standing in this living room, Qin Jian looked at this brown piano, and not only did Chopin come to mind.
And the short-haired George Sand, the woman Chopin fell in love with for the rest of his life, did he also sit on this piano and write novels?
And the long-haired Liszt, the close friend who maintained a cp relationship with Chopin until his death? Did he play the work that Chopin just wrote on this piano? It may be a posthumous etude or a certain mazurka.
.
"What are you thinking about? You are smiling so kindly?" Duan Ran gently came to Qin Jian's ear, "Like an old grandfather."
Qin Jian smiled and sighed softly, "I miss you."
"Qin Jian, you have become bad~" Duan Ran said such words, but he couldn't help but get closer and said quietly, "But I like to hear you say such things."
Once again, ignoring the gazes around him, he kissed her.
A whistle from the crowd seemed to add to the fun.
Right here, in front of the last piano used by Frédéric Chopin during his lifetime.