516. Enlightenment and Remodeling on the Streets of Warsaw Do you want sugar too?
"What’s wrong with you?"
Seeing Duan Ran's rosy face reaching her neck, Qin Jian thought she was uncomfortable, so he quickly got out of bed and helped her to the bedside.
"It's okay~" Duan Ran lifted his still wet hair on his left temple, "It's too hot in the bathroom."
Qin Jian touched her forehead and asked with concern, "Do you have a fever?"
Duan Ran smiled heartily, "No," he said, throwing the bag in his right hand onto the suitcase not far away, turned around, climbed onto the bed, and got into bed, "Just cool down for a while!"
Qin Jian was still a little worried when he saw this, "You have to say something if you don't feel comfortable."
"I know—" Duan Ran took out his phone from under the pillow, "Come here quickly."
Qin Jian also got into bed and looked at the screen of his mobile phone, "Are you going to watch a movie?"
Duan Ran opened a cool player and said, "You promised me a long time ago."
"Okay, what do you want to see?" Qin Jian naturally took Duan Ran into his arms, "The Pianist on the Sea, excellent!"
"Hehe, I knew you liked it too." Duan Ran put the phone into Qin Jian's hand, "Take it, hehe."
"Do you believe I can tell everyone's lines?"
Qin Jian held the phone at a comfortable angle and was about to adjust his posture.
"Xinxinxin! Wait a moment, pause first!,"
Duan Ran threw off the quilt and jumped out of bed. He ran to the refrigerator with bare feet, opened the door and took out a large bag of snacks and two bottles of beer, and then ran back again. Qin Jian
Just watching the Pikachu that was stretched out of shape on her pajamas, shaking non-stop.
"What a cute Pikachu~" Qin Jian thought it was obviously a cute pajamas.
Duan Ran got back into bed with a slight gasp, and opened the beer for Qin Jian with a look of great interest. Then he tore open a bag of potato slices and gritted his teeth, "Okay, let's start!"
The familiar picture instantly pulled the two of them into the small mobile phone screen.
...
‘I’m still asking myself’
In the picture, the dark staircase was elongated under the moonlight, Max wiped his beloved trumpet and began an inner monologue.
'Should I have left his floating city on the sea in the first place?'
...
A familiar jazz trumpet sounded, and the endless sea surface appeared.
.The two young men became quiet.
They know that the story of 1900 begins again.
Every time he saw the conversation between Max and the musical instrument shop dad, Qin Jian would feel depressed. He didn't want Max to sell his trumpet, even if it was just a movie or a story.
As time passed by, whenever a touching plot appeared or moving music played, Qin Jian would take a sip of beer.
Whenever he saw little 1900 re-interpreting the theme variations of the first movement of k311 for the first time in the dark cabin hall at midnight, Qin Jian couldn't help but wonder where he had heard Mozart and who taught him.
Touch such pure beauty.
"He is so beautiful."
Duan Ran seemed to be talking to herself, Qin Jian gently stroked her head, "Yes."
Music always appears appropriately in conjunction with the story and scenes, giving people an indescribable inner desire to express.
The cheerful waltz took Max, who was seasick, through an unforgettable night on the waves. In this place, Qin Jian would always think of the way the fat man cowered on the wall when he took him to climb over the wall to go to the Internet cafe in the middle of the night.
When 1900 stood on the iron ladder down to the shore, facing the endless land, Qin Jian felt the confusion in his heart, which was a kind of fear of the unknown.
...
Only occasionally the sound of Duan Ran chewing potato chips would make Qin Jian get out of his story thoughts for a moment.
The movie went by an hour without realizing it.
The first climax came when the jazz king from the land and the pianist from the sea, two men wearing white dresses, finally walked to the same piano in front of everyone.
"Finally it's time to play the piano!"
Duan Ran sat up a little excitedly, "I like this part so much!"
"Haha," Qin Jian laughed, "Have you ever played these songs?"
Duan Ran nodded and said, "Play the ger Breaker."
Both works were performed by the black pianist Jelly. Qin Jian had listened to Duan Ran’s jazz, so he thought she would have a good feeling playing these two works.
Qin Jian had seen this section countless times when he was younger, and he also practiced the carve.
"What?" Duan Ran raised his head, "Do you want to duel with me?"
Qin Jian laughed and said, "I'm afraid you'll cry if you lose."
"Humph~ That's not necessarily the case." Duan Ran's eyes returned to the phone screen and he pouted, "Don't underestimate me."
The exciting piano battle has begun.
As two professional piano players, their perspectives are not simply based on stories.
Qin Jian made his own evaluation of Jelly's first Big Fat Ham song, "Jelly played this New Orleans jazz-style piece really well, basically expressing the effect of big band on the piano, which is very impressive."
story background."
Duan Ran was reluctant when he heard this, "I think 1900 played Christmas Eve very well. Wasn't the section he adapted in the middle wonderful? I think 1900 should have won the first round."
"...There is simply no comparison." Qin Jian said, "I lost the first round with 1,900."
The audience responded with jeers at 1900.
"Then what about the second round?" Duan Ran said unconvinced, "1900 memorized Jelly's crave after listening to it only once, and the arrangement was better, basically erasing all traces of Jelly's performance.
I interpreted this piece in my own way.”
"You said it yourself," Qin Jian took over Duan Ran's words, "The crave composed by jelly is a jazz song. Without jelly's creation, 1900 may not be able to play such music in its lifetime. Moreover, jelly's performance of Yongzhi
This is what this piece expresses."
"This is directly related to the fact that he grew up in a cheap brothel. Without these experiences, he would not be able to write such frivolous rhythms."
"1900 wiped away the vulgarity in the work and elevated Crave, which also lost the true nature of Crave. So why didn't Jelly win the second round?"
"You!" Duan Ran didn't know what to say to refute the other party. She admitted that what Qin Jian said seemed to make some sense, and she became so angry that she stopped talking.
Qin Jian didn't let her do this either. He felt that he was not wrong.
The two of them seemed to be really angry, and neither of them paid attention to the other for a while.
Until the end of the third round.
After all the applause and cheers were dedicated to 1900, Duan Ran snorted: "What about the third round?"
Qin Jian felt as if he had heard a big joke.
"Duan Ran..."
"You are also a professional piano player..."
"What's the 1900 in the third round? It's fake. It's a four-hand piece, don't you know?"
Duan Ran stopped talking.
After a while, Qin Jian felt that what he had just said was a little too much.
I'm thinking about whether to apologize for this.
At this moment, his arm seemed to be lifted, and then a slight pain came.
Duan Ran buried his head, bit his arm, and made a groaning sound.