511. Six hours before the match belongs to Duan Ran
Whose mother.
Probably only Qin Jian could ask such a mentally retarded question.
"get up!"
Full of energy, Duan Duan jumped up from the bed, and then dragged Qin Jian into the bathroom.
After washing, the two of them decided on today's schedule.
"Holy Cross Church - Palace Chinese Restaurant - Saxon Park - Tomb of the Unknown Soldier"
Duan Ran quickly drew four circles on the map with a pen, and then connected the four circles into a line.
Except for the Imperial Palace Chinese Restaurant, the remaining three places are where Qin Jian wants to go.
"Set off!"
He urged Qin Jian to change clothes, and within a short time the two of them set off.
...
When they first arrived in Warsaw's Old Town, they met a tour group from China.
When I asked, I found out that this group of compatriots was going to the Holy Cross Church.
With luck, the two of them became non-staff members of the team and followed at the back of the team. Next to them was a couple with a little girl.
"Sister, you are so beautiful~"
"You are beautiful too~"
After the rain, Warsaw ushered in a sunny day with a suitable temperature. Everyone walked towards the Holy Cross Church while listening to the male tour guide telling the history of the old Polish city.
“When Nacui left here, they laid hundreds of thousands of landmines throughout Warsaw, even in cemeteries, because they felt that the first thing the survivors would do when they returned to Poland was to go to the cemetery to pay homage to their deceased relatives and friends.
"
Along the way, he saw European-style houses under the blue sky and white clouds, occasional street corner sculptures, fountains, and open-air cafes on the two-story tiled houses. It was difficult for Qin Jian to separate the bright scenery in front of him from the gray past.
Connected together.
"Although the Poles' hatred of Germany has subsided now, it does not mean that they have forgotten their history."
As the tour guide spoke, he suddenly stopped in front of a building that looked out of place with its surroundings. Under the wall in front of the building were bouquets of small white flowers. Probably because of yesterday's heavy rain, there were not many petals left on the bouquets.
"Almost all the buildings in Warsaw that you see now were newly built after the 1950s and 1960s. This place was razed to the ground during World War II. After the war, the people of Warsaw referred to the oil paintings left behind.
The appearance of the old city was reconstructed with old photos, and some stone pillars and arches that were not blown to pieces were cleared out for recycling during the reconstruction."
"But this is the only house that has been preserved."
The tour guide didn't say anything more, because every tourist could clearly see the hundreds of bullet holes on the wall and the light red marks that could not be washed away by the years.
It's like an oath to never compromise.
moment.
Duan Ran also bought a bouquet of white flowers and placed them in the corner.
...
After passing through this new and vicissitudes of old city road, the tour guide led the group to the next street.
The whole street was filled with Chopin's slogans. To be honest, Qin Jian was a little surprised because he didn't see any introduction about this street in the guide.
A street less than 30 meters long, places and cultural relics related to Chopin can be found in almost every corner.
"The dress Chopin wore for his first public performance was provided by this tailor shop."
"This is the salon bar where Chopin worked part-time."
"The first proprietress of this coffee shop is said to be Chopin's lover."
There are various historical secrets, Qin Jian doesn't know whether they are true or false, but they do sound more real than what he heard in the Chopin Museum.
Musicians with flesh and blood are not just for those few minutes on stage, nor are they only in the hearts of music fans.
They are in life.
"Didn't you say that George Sand was the love of Chopin's life?" Duan Ran suddenly asked.
"This," Qin Jian spread his hands, "this, I just heard about it."
At this moment, there was a faint sound of piano coming from the front.
Listening carefully, the two looked at each other.
"Riptide?" Qin Jian was a little unsure.
"Yeah..." Duan Ran was a little reluctant.
The two of them looked together and saw a group of people forming a small circle.
"Wow, it's a piano!" the little girl on the side said in surprise.
"Nini, let's go and take a look." The little girl's mother walked over with the little girl. The little girl's father looked at the two of them and gently invited: "Let's go and take a look together?"
Qin Jian and the other two smiled and followed them.
When I got closer to the crowd, I saw that in front of the door of a musical instrument store, a foreigner carrying a travel bag was sitting in front of a relatively good-looking piano and playing, surrounded by people holding cellphone cameras.
"The local old man said that this was Chopin's favorite musical instrument store before he left Warsaw. The piano at the door is the 1850 model piano that Chopin once played."
"It is said that this piano can play Chopin's tone. Interested tourists can give it a try
Qin Jian's favor with the tour guide ended there.
"What the hell is 1850?" Qin Jian smacked his lips in a low voice, "Looking at the quality of this piano, it must have been less than 10 years old."
Duan Ran covered his mouth and laughed, "Okay, it's a tourist attraction, why are you so serious about it, and the sound of this piano sounds pretty good to me."
"That's true." Qin Jian nodded.
The tour guide continued: "It only costs 10 euros a time, and you will get a small gift if the performance is great."
Just as he was talking, the foreign man who played the super slow version of Torrent stood up under a round of applause.
Qin Jian was just thinking about what kind of gift this guy should get, when the clerk smiled and handed over a pack of cigarettes.
I'm going~
aside.
Nini’s mother: “Nini, do you want to go up and play a song for everyone?”
"I want to, but I don't know what to play." Nini frowned innocently.
"Just play the minuet." Nini's mother encouraged.
When Qin Jian and the two heard this, their eyes became interested.
Nini's mother generously put 10 euros into the small box on the piano.
Nini walked up and sat down gracefully.
Then he started to play jingle and jingle, sitting in a very standard posture with his wrists down to his fingers.
Although the minuet in three beats is a little immature and slow in the hands of a little girl, it still has a sense of elegance.
"good."
Qin Jian nodded.
Nini's father, who was taking a video of his daughter, felt comfortable when he heard his daughter was praised. He smiled warmly again: "Nini has been learning piano for half a year."
After the little girl finished playing, she stood up and bowed politely, and received applause and cheers.
The clerk gave her a big colorful lollipop.
"I want that lollipop too!"
Qin Jian turned to look at Duan Ran when he heard the sound, and saw Duan Ran pouting softly, like a little friend who wanted a toy on the street and couldn't walk.
After only hesitating for a moment, Qin Jian decided to win the biggest lollipop for Duan Ran, even though he really didn't want to touch the piano recently.
Just when he was about to step forward, Duan Ran stopped him and said, "Okay, I was teasing you, thank you~"
"Wait."
Qin Jian gently broke away from Duan Ran's hand and took out 10 euros from his pocket as he walked out of the crowd.
As soon as he appeared, everyone noticed.
Nini's family was also a little surprised.
Nini’s father did not turn off the camera, and the lens was still facing the piano.
The moment he saw the young man in the camera taking off his coat, sitting in front of the piano and loosening his cuffs, he suddenly began to look forward to it.