698. Girlfriend is jealous of the brilliance scattered on the stage
"what happened?"
Qin Jian turned over and sat up and turned on the bed lamp. Little Fatty Duan was looking at him with wide eyes.
"I'm just nervous, afraid that I won't be able to play well tomorrow."
As soon as she closed her eyes, Qin Jian's words rang in her ears - 'I hope you can make it to the end of this competition.'
She wanted to say that she had already entered the third round, so she had completed the task.
But she didn't dare to say it, which made her a little anxious.
Qin Jian could also guess what Duan Ran was thinking, so he enlightened: "There are only 21 people left, hold on a little longer."
The game has reached this stage, and no matter what, he hopes Duan Ran can grit his teeth and survive the last stage.
The players who are still at this stage are technically capable of reaching the finals. What everyone competes with in the end is physical endurance and mentality when performing on the spot.
"Relax, don't think so much. When you get up tomorrow, I will play the music with you again."
Qin Jian encouraged, "The finals will be the day after tomorrow, and we will see you on the stage soon."
After hearing Qin Jian's last words, the motivation in Duan Ran's heart was instantly aroused again.
She really wants to enter the finals stage with Qin Jian.
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She raised her little fist: "I will defeat you this time."
Qin Jian smiled, "Then let's give it a try."
The big and small fists collided together again.
"Sleep! Get up early tomorrow."
Little Fatty Duan directed Qin Jian to turn off the lights. After Qin Jian turned off the lights, the two of them lay down again.
This time Duan Ran fell asleep after a while.
Listening to the short and long breathing sounds on the side, Qin Jian felt relieved.
But he still couldn't sleep. When he closed his eyes, all he could think of was Adams playing Op59. This set of mazurkas simply came to life under his fingers.
It can be said that Adams' performance in the third round completely exceeded his expectations. The level of danger directly exceeded that of Li Xianlong, Ivanov and others, and he had the potential to surpass Rachel.
Through the preliminary round and the first two rounds of the main competition, Qin Jian has already regarded Rachel as his biggest competitor in his heart.
Rachel's playing style is modern, technically comprehensive, and her tone is pure, and she still maintains an impeccable shell.
Qin Jian didn't know what kind of performance the other party would perform tomorrow. He thought that even if the other party didn't drop bombs like Adams, they would maintain the same high level as before.
There is also Edmonds, a Polish player who excels in live performances and is increasingly showing the elegance of Polish local music on the stage.
He should be able to get the support of many Polish judges.
Natsuki, Fred's performance is systematic.
The performances of Fang Zongyao and Ido are unique.
The black player from Morocco should not be underestimated either.
As the stage figures of one contestant after another flashed before his eyes, Qin Jian also pulled out a list of his finalists in his mind.
Looking out the window for a long time, he recalled his thoughts and opened the piano space.
After the third round of competition, the value in his hand has successfully exceeded the 100,000 mark.
His heart has never been disturbed by this huge wealth.
Open the Chopin hand position formula, and from Chapter 1 to Chapter 3, the progress bar of every scale, every etude, and every technique has reached 100% and is flashing.
Each of these full progress bars contains his sweat, recording the time and thought he spent on the Chopin Competition.
And his enthusiasm.
‘Do you want to spend 20,000 worship points to activate the next chapter?’
He hadn't heard the cold notification tone for a long time.
What will be the next chapter?
Qin Jian asked himself this question more than once, but he didn't have enough admiration points to unlock it.
Today, he already has capital, but he has not made a choice yet.
If he successfully advances to the final round, he will only have the last round of the Chopin Competition left.
If he doesn't advance, then what he needs to reflect on cannot be figured out by spending 20,000 worship points.
“After all, it’s what you get by yourself that really makes you feel at ease.”
Qin Jian looked at the open page and muttered to himself, "Should I spend 20,000 worship points to activate the next chapter..." The prompt sounded in his ears again.
Before the prompt was finished, he turned off the panel with a wave of his hand.
Except for this competition, starting from the first round, he relied entirely on his own playing of notes to send himself to the crossroads of the finals.
Regardless, it made him feel at ease.
"Good night little fat man, I wish you good luck tomorrow."
Competition sometimes requires a bit of luck.
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October 16th is the last day of the third round of the 17th Chopin Competition.
Due to the temperature drop last night, Warsaw has a late autumn chill this morning.
However, at about 8:40 in the morning, there was still a crowd outside the big iron gate of the Warsaw Philharmonic Hall.
The reporters have completed more than half of their tasks, and they only have to persist for the last five days before they can take a vacation.
The enthusiastic audience held tickets and top-secret files of 80 people waiting for the door to open. They wanted to enter the arena as soon as possible to cheer for the players they supported.
At 9:15, the music hall opens.
Journalists and spectators enter the hall.
At 9:30, the jury team arrived.
The judging panel enters the hall.
At 9:37, the first Dutch player to appear today arrived at the competition site carrying a black bag.
Accompanying him were his mother and his sister, and he introduced his family to reporters at the scene.
"Lucas, how are you feeling now?" the resident reporter asked.
Lucas looked relaxed: "It's not bad. I think I can perform better today. God will bless me."
At 9:55, the on-site starting bell rang.
10 o'clock sharp.
Lucas performs on stage.
His expression and demeanor as he sat in front of the piano looked really relaxed.
He has already squeezed into the third round and reached the point where he signed a contract with a brokerage company.
Perhaps this made him no longer have any psychological burden. He played the mazurka at the beginning, and Op. 56 was full of vitality under his fingers.
At this time, contestant No. 7 backstage was making final preparations for entering.
The competition here is proceeding in an orderly manner.
At 10:57, Qin Jian put down his phone and woke up Duan Ran.
"It's time to get up, Miss Duan, contestant No. 7 has arrived."
When Xiaopang Duan came on stage, Ivanov and Rachel were there, so the two of them were not in a hurry.
Two hours is enough time for them to get everything ready.
After washing up, Duan Ran read the score accompanied by Qin Jian while eating breakfast.
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40 minutes later, Qin Jian put all the scores together
"How does it feel?" he asked.
"Wait a minute." Duan Ran picked up the first movement of the First Sonata and rolled his eyes twice. He looked at it carefully for a few times before closing the score. He muttered in his mouth and blinked as if he was making the last memory.
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Qin Jian watched without saying a word.
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As soon as Duan Ran finished the music, he picked up the hot water on the table and drank it in one gulp. Then a smile appeared on his face, "Thank you for your hard work, Teacher Qin. Thank you for your breakfast."
Qin Jian smiled, "Are you not nervous anymore?"
"A little more."
Duan Ran said as he stood up and changed his clothes, "It would be great if you could accompany me on stage."