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694. Article 6 Jury Regulations

The next morning, Qin Jian woke up feeling full of energy.

This is very important. You can go on stage with an empty stomach, but you must not be depressed.

"Wake up."

Duan Ran's voice came from the bathroom, "Come and brush your teeth and wash your face and get ready for dinner."

"coming."

Qin Jian raised his voice and shouted to the ceiling. He stood up and saw the breakfast on the table, and breathed a sigh of relief.

When he got out of bed and went to the bathroom, Duan Ran was washing his face with his hair tied up. His toothbrush had already been filled with toothpaste on the sink.

A heartwarming scene.

"What time did you get up?" he asked.

"7:40," Duan Ran rubbed his cheek gently and looked sideways at Qin Jian in the mirror, "Did you sleep well?"

Qin Jian grinned and nodded.

Then he picked up the toothbrush and put it into his mouth and started brushing it. His mouth was full of white foam and he didn't forget to grunt: "Thank you for your hard work, Duan Lazy."

"Hahaha - you hate it."

...

Little Fatty is not lazy at all.

After having a quick bite of breakfast, she started to work on what Qin Jian would need to wear, bring, and use in a while.

Agent lady + babysitter are online.

Duan Ran is busy here.

Qin Jian was already sitting by the bed and meditating, which was his habit before going on stage.

He came on the scene with the second pick this morning.

An hour later, the time reached 09:24, and the two people left the room.

The hotel is less than 150 meters away from the concert hall.

Qin Jian was stopped by two waves of fans at the main entrance of the concert hall and the lobby corridor.

Naturally, he couldn't ignore the fans' enthusiasm, so he gently gave each of them his signature.

Two female fans also wanted to take a photo with him alone, and Qin Jian was satisfied with this.

One of the female fans dishonestly leaned against Qin Jian while taking pictures.

Duan Ran could only stare from the sidelines.

'Look how happy this guy is.'

She thought that she was lucky that she was still with him now. If she hadn't been there, she didn't know if this guy would have told me about taking photos with female fans.

After reflection, Duan Ran decided to use his girlfriend's rights.

After arriving at the rest room, Duan decisively said, "You can take photos with female fans in the future, but you must let me know afterwards."

"Huh?" Qin Jian didn't expect that he would take a photo with a female fan and make Duan Ran jealous. He felt funny in his heart and joked: "Do I need to send you the photo when the time comes?"

Duan Ran actually frowned and thought for a while, then raised his head and said happily: "This is good!"

"..." Qin Jian raised his hand and knocked Duan Ran on the forehead, "It's okay, just take a picture."

This blow made the little fat man feel aggrieved. He pursed his lips and said, "You dare to attack me after only two days!"

He said angrily and turned his back.

Seeing this, Qin Jian stepped forward helplessly and hugged Duan Ran from behind. He leaned into her ear and whispered softly, "You get older easily when you are angry, girlfriend."

"Hmph~"

At this time, there was applause on the big screen, and the two of them turned to look at it at the same time.

"It's begun." Qin Jian said in a deep voice.

Duan Ran broke away from his arms, turned around and helped him straighten the cuffs of his dress, "Get ready, you're on stage early today."

After Duan Ran tidied up, Qin Jian asked Duan Ran to wait for him here for a while.

"Why are you going?" Duan Ran asked.

"I'm going to check on the piano."

Qin Jian left the rest room after leaving these words.

...

On the screen in the rest room, the opening process of today's game has been completed.

Irish player No. 46 came on stage to applause.

Bow and take your seat, adjust your chair and stool.

Ronald's third round begins.

Opening Sonata No. 3.

The sonorous and powerful falling finger symbolizes his understanding of this work.

The scene was soon brought into the stage mood by the Irish boy's Sonata No. 3.

His name is not as often active in newspaper reviews on the streets of Warsaw as Qin Jian Ivanov Rachel, but Big Mouth Gomez once mentioned him in an episode, "He embodies his playing skills."

On the note, his music is his technique."

In the opening chapter, Ronald's performance of the fast tone group was presented in exquisite detail, which was rare compared to the third sonata in yesterday's competition.

Excessively magnifying the musical details to this stage is no longer a good thing.

In the third round, the judges will pay more attention to the contestants' macro layout of the work, and every contestant knows this.

But Ronald still translates the music score word for word today? Maybe he is adhering to his Chopin music concept.

The four-movement sonata was over? He was sweating profusely.

Then he played two brisk waltzes of his own choice.

After that, he started playing the mazurka.

There was at least a small group of people at the judges' table who expected Ronald to change himself and show something new.

But Ronald was still sketching music? He didn't make any mistakes and he didn't change himself at the same time.

During the 55 minutes of playing time, he only did one thing - carve out the details of the music.

When he left the stage, Argerich shook his head regretfully. She admired the child's meticulousness. But there is more to Chopin's music than meticulousness.

A contestant does not necessarily have to perform everything, but his music must have moving connotations.

After three rounds of competition, she only saw Ronald's body and did not feel it.

"It's already very rare."

Even though she thought so in her heart? She still praised Talibek beside her, "He is a good young man."

Taribek didn't see Argerich start writing? He raised his pen to meet Argerich's gaze and wrote "yes"? "Studying music music is a virtue. I bet he can write two complete sets of mazurkas from memory.

sheet music."

Taribek thinks this Irish boy can give it a try in the finals.

The competition has reached a stage, and every judge sitting here has roughly their own finalist list in mind.

This list will change with the current round of competition, but not much? Unless there is more than one unexpected birth.

"It's time for contestant No. 57 to appear again."

Talibek glanced at the next page of scoring sheets, sniffed his round nose and said with a smile, "He chose Mr. Fu's mazurka."

He seemed to be speaking to Argerich.

Argerich knew this was a friendly joke from an old friend, so she didn't answer.

After the host award Qin Jian's track sequence was announced, she applauded along with the audience.

This applause contains praise and memories of the past.

...

Under the applause, Qin Jian walked to the center of the stage and bowed to the audience with a smile.

Then he sat back in front of the piano gracefully.

When the applause ended, he took out his handkerchief and put it aside.

Adjust the piano bench, ventilate, and adjust your breathing.

This round is a tough battle, Qin Jian understands.

Raising his hand, he placed the standard Chopin hand position on the keyboard.

This scene is not common for the audience. Qin Jian would raise his hand and lower his finger in the previous rounds.

Time passed by second by second, and Qin Jian never moved.

He is waiting for an opportunity.

Another three seconds passed, his eyes condensed for a moment, and his right hand suddenly moved.

Op.28-1, Prelude in C major spreads across the stage like brilliance.


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