Time seems to flash back to the old man with a hooked nose and a big ring finger at the Bergen Music Festival last summer.
How could Qin Jian forget, especially when the other party's eyes exuded hunting? He believed that the old man would not let go of any wrong sound in front of him.
Chief conductor and current music director of the Paris Symphony Orchestra in France.
"I see."
Qin Jian understood, but Duan Ran used the word "uncle". It seemed that the relationship between Duan Hong and Bruno should be quite deep, at least not an ordinary superior-subordinate relationship.
So he joked: "What do you mean, do we want to participate?"
Duan Ran said on the phone, "I definitely want to participate."
After stopping, he continued, "That's what I think. Don't rush to agree to this, because there is still half a year. I heard from my dad that the organizing committee is still drawing up the invitation list, and the announcement should be sent out around May."
"I'm worried about the timing of this year's Chopin Music Festival. Last year's Chopin Competition just ended. You must attend this year's Chopin Music Festival. Last year, Mr. Rieger went to attend the Chopin Music Festival in June and didn't attend it until August.
Finish."
Qin Jian asked back: "What about you? If it's not scheduled, won't you go to the Chopin Music Festival?" He didn't believe that Warsaw would not invite the Mazurka Award winner this year.
Duan Ran first explained, "We have different identities. I can choose, but you can't. Fans all over the world are waiting for your appearance."
then.
"If time permits, of course I would like to participate in both. If I can only choose one, I would like to participate in the Paris Music Festival."
Seeing this, Qin Jian didn't ask any more questions, "Then let's make this plan for the time being and wait and see."
"Yeah." Duan Ran moaned comfortably on the phone, "Ah, the bed is so comfortable!"
Qin Jian smiled: "How's it going? Did things go well at school today?"
Duan Ran: "It went well~ By the way, Ms. Lin bought a hundred records."
Qin Jian said: "Haha, thank you Aunt Lin for your support."
Duan Ran: "I also bought one, will you reimburse me?"
Qin Jian: "Report, report, report."
Duan Ran smiled and said: "Hehe, but to be honest, today the teachers in the whole school are discussing your record. Do you still remember my music form teacher? It's that Professor Lanzhi, you even took one of her classes."
Qin Jian: "How could I forget that she was the middle-aged woman who liked to yell in class? She also asked me to answer questions."
Duan Ran: "Haha, what a yelling middle-aged woman, Professor Zhilan is talking to everyone about your record today, saying how magical your prelude is."
Qin Jian: "Thank her for me."
Duan Ran: "Hey~"
Qin Jian: "Why did you sigh suddenly?"
Duan Ran: "No, I just suddenly felt a little emotional. 15 years passed so fast. Last year at this time we were still preparing for the preliminary round."
Qin Jian: "Yeah, hey."
Duan Ran: "Do you still remember the day we met in Warsaw?"
Qin Jian: "Uh, wait a minute, I need to go to the toilet."
Duan Ran: "No, you can't check the air tickets."
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A long phone call about memories lasted until early in the morning, and when they finally hung up the phone, neither of them were in high spirits.
Even the memories are mostly good.
Perhaps a person is about to graduate, and she thought she was well prepared, but when the first round of defense was successfully completed, what did she say in her heart? Apart from joy, she also felt a little sad.
Duan Ran is grateful for this independent study time in Paris, and the life that is about to begin next is already approaching her more and more clearly.
She occasionally felt a little panicked today, but she told herself it was nothing.
She has always been unswerving in making choices for herself, but no one knows the various moments of panic she has experienced behind the scenes.
The other person, on the surface, seems not to care about record sales, but in fact he is full of pressure.
Behind the sales exceeding expectations is the recognition of Chopin fans and fans around the world, and at the same time, there is also generous revenue sharing.
But at the same time, he was a little worried that the next album wouldn't be good enough.
It's not bad, it's not good enough.
In the past, he was confident that he would make every record well, but now, he suddenly felt that he was bearing the expectations of countless people.
There were no sales of Mozart records, so he didn't feel the pressure.
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This is probably the case with growth. No matter where you are, you always have to carry something with you to move forward.
Be it fear or pressure, you can only look back on this journey after you have passed through the mountains and rivers.
The next afternoon, in the waiting hall of Hamburg International Airport, Qin Jian just finished calling Fang Xuehua when he received a piece of news that made him happy.
Uncle: 'Jian, I just received your record, but I already bought 100 copies yesterday. Now every family in the whole town has your record. Ido is listening to Raindrops "No. 15" over and over again.
", I can see that he likes it very much. I told him that you gave it to him. He was very happy. He was practicing Tchaikovsky recently.'
Let it go: 'I will definitely go to you to see him before this summer, and when will you return to China?'
Uncle: 'After Valentine's Day.'
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After a fourteen-hour journey, the passenger plane from German Airlines slowly landed at Yanjing International Airport.
The first time Qin Jian got off the plane, he felt the warmth of the morning light from Yanjing.
After several days of continuous low temperatures, the temperature in Yanjing finally showed a warming trend on the last day of January.
I drove directly from the airport to the Spring Festival Gala rehearsal and passed by a gas station to have my car washed.
When he arrived in Hall 1, a rehearsal of "My Motherland" was taking place on the stage.
Seeing Ma Peng, Lin Baoguo and others in the audience, Qin Jian came over.
The two of them congratulated Qin Jian one after another.
Lin Baoguo patted Qin Jian's shoulder unceremoniously, "Shouldn't you host a table?"
Qin Jian smiled: "Yes, you must come tonight."
Lin Baoguo laughed and said: "Forget it for today, I'll let you have a good rest first, but I heard that you have a great capacity for drinking."
Qin Jian waved his hands hurriedly: "Rumors, rumors."
Ma Peng on the other side: "This trip went very smoothly."
Qin Jian nodded: "Smooth."
Starting yesterday, the promotion of "Mirror" seems to have been vigorous again.
Overnight on the 30th, "Mirror" has reached the point where it can be seen everywhere on the Internet, and it has surpassed all topics and topped the list of hot searches.
Ma Peng naturally knew that capital was behind this operation, but even so, he still felt emotional.
The long-dormant classical music record market seems to have finally taken off in China.
"that's great."
Ma Peng sighed, his eyes returned to the stage, and for a moment
"How is it? How is the stage now compared to when you left?"