The price of cuteness is that Qin Jian has been practicing piano with Duan Ran until 10:30 in the evening.
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After Duan Ran successfully completed the final piece of the 'Fourth Round' in the afternoon, he took the initiative to practice piano.
Of course Qin Jian was happy to accompany him, but as a result, neither of them had dinner.
After leaving the piano room, Qin Jian asked Duan Ran what he wanted to eat, and Duan Ran said there were a lot of snacks in the room.
“I haven’t even eaten much!”
So the two of them went directly back to the cabin, sat side by side by the window, looked at the sea, ate snacks, and spent the last bit of time today.
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Early the next morning, it was Qin Jian's turn to play Duan Ran's listening and recording time.
Throughout the morning, Qin Jian only played the first three rounds of music.
This was the first time that he played the first three rounds completely in the order of the game in front of others.
With the lessons learned from yesterday's 'Black Keys Incident', he paid extra attention to the small parts when he was playing today.
Moreover, he controlled the playing time of each round within the previously preset range.
There was no mistake after three rounds, it was perfect.
Duan Ran even bluntly pointed out that Chopin played by Qin Jian already has a personal temperament that belongs to him.
Faced with such comments, Qin Jian was naturally unwilling to let Duan Ran go. He asked Duan Ran to tell him what kind of temperament he had.
This question stopped little fat Duan. After thinking for a while, Duan Ran used a lot of good words.
But Qin Jian was not satisfied.
"What is a flowery boy? Can you be more systematic?"
Obviously what Qin Jian wanted to hear was a more profound description.
After playing these three rounds of music, he also felt what Duan Ran said was his own.
It’s not just about playing techniques and music processing, but also about the spirit.
A feeling of integration.
It seemed as if the bits and pieces of Chopin that he had accumulated in his body over the past six months were gradually crushed and merged together after the Bergen incident.
It's hard to describe, but it feels real.
At noon, the two of them had a casual lunch just like yesterday, and then returned to the piano room.
Taking advantage of the energy gained in the morning, Qin Jian played both concertos to Duan Ran in the afternoon.
After he finished playing, Duan Ran turned off the recording on his phone and sat next to him.
"I also want to listen to the second movement in E minor."
Qin Jian's heart moved, and then he nodded, "Okay."
moment.
He raised his hand again.
Although there is no accompaniment from the band, and there is no soft introduction in the key of E major from strings to guide the mood, this does not prevent the piano from melancholy alone.
As Qin Jian fell to his fingers, the melancholy mood spread from the piano again, and soon filled the small room.
As he played, Duan Ran sat beside him and listened quietly.
When the second theme shifts to the key of B major with a delicate ornamentation, the quiet music suddenly fluctuates, like a wisp of breeze blowing into a midsummer dream, giving people a pure and romantic feeling.
The tattooed left hand on the keyboard plays every accompaniment sound shape extremely solidly and steadily, without deliberately being soft and even and coherent because of the artistic conception of the music.
The right hand seems to be borrowing the power of the arm, as if it is performing an expressive cantabile performance.
The cantabile melody part and the hazy accompaniment part are intertwined, sometimes gentle, sometimes shy, sometimes impulsive and passionate.
Unconsciously, Duan Ran leaned closer to Qin Jian.
Looking at the pair of big hands on the piano, she felt that she completely fell in love with the second movement played by Qin Jian.
It has nothing to do with Qin Jian or Chopin, it just means that I like a piece of piano played by one person.
She felt that although Qin Jian's second movement was not as brilliant and rich as the first movement, nor was it as free and elegant as the third movement, it even had a hint of childish stubbornness and impulsiveness.
But the way in which she hides gorgeousness and delicacy in simple and straightforward statements made her feel as natural as melting emotions into flowing water and air.
It is straightforward yet sensitive, and the lingering and changing mood revealed in the music from time to time is like a young man full of daydreams about love.
"What a nice view."
When Qin Jian dropped a note, a soft sound rang in his ears...
He looked sideways, and he didn't know when the corners of Duan Ran's eyes had become wet.
Duan Ran wiped the corners of his eyes and said, "Well, it sounds really good, just like listening to a confession."
Hearing the word "confession", Qin Jian felt a surge of emotion in his heart. These two words reminded him of many things.
Just when he was about to say something, Duan Ran suddenly turned to look at him: "The final song hasn't been decided yet, okay?"
Facing Duan Ran's expectant gaze, he shook his head for a moment and said, "It's decided."
Duan Ran sniffed, "Are we different?"
Qin Jian nodded and gently held the other person's shoulder: "It's different."
After hearing this reply, Duan Ran leaned into his arms and said delicately: "I've been in trouble these past two days. It's nothing like before."
Qin Jian asked suspiciously: "What happened these two days?"
Duan Ran: "Do you think you are a genius?"
Qin Jian: "That's right."
Duan Ran: "Will you leave me?"
Qin Jian: "No."
Duan Ran: "If you dare to abandon me one day, I will kill you."
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Just like that, Qin Jian's day ended.
The problem of selecting the final track that had been bothering him was also solved.
It's strange to say.
When Qin Jian watched Duan Ran make his decision, he felt relieved.
Just for a moment, all the troubles disappeared.
Just like he should have chosen Xiao Yi to compete in the finals.
When he thought about it later, he didn't know why he was hesitating so much before.
After getting rid of the last worries and reviewing the complete four-round performance, he became enlightened.
He understood what was different about his Chopin. If he had to compete on stage tomorrow, he felt that he was completely ready.
He felt that he had to thank Duan Ran again for giving him some tips or companionship at a critical moment.
As for what Duan Ran said about killing him, he didn't dare to take it as a joke because Duan Ran said it very seriously at the time.
But he didn't feel any fear. At that time, he replied to Duan Ran like this: "After I die, see if the tattoo on my hand has changed. Really."
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Early the next morning, Duan Ran had her period, and it was so violent and so plentiful that even a pair of thickened safety pants for night use could not protect the sheets.
Although the sheets had to be washed, Qin Jian could clearly feel that Duan Ran's mood was different from the previous two days.
I was laughing and joking early in the morning, looking at the bright red sheets and smiling like a child.
This time he has gained more experience. In the past, he had never stayed with Duan Ran before her period.
He has to say that this woman is not scared when she gets her period, but what is scary is before she gets her period.
"Hey, this blood is too difficult to wash off."
Here he was rubbing the sheets with his shirt off, and in the bedroom Duan Ran was repeatedly practicing the Black Keys Etude on Pikachu.