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885. Unsuccessful conversation employment with works by Liszt

Qin Jian did not expect to receive another lunch invitation from Yegor before leaving.

After agreeing on a time and place with Yegor in the text message, Qin Jian made a video call to Duan Ran. After chatting with him for half an hour, he excused himself to sleep, then hung up the video and opened the space.

He needs to make some preparations for tomorrow's meeting.

...

At exactly 12 o'clock the next morning, Qin Jian appeared at the door of the small shop where the two had lunch together 15 minutes early.

He pushed open the door and entered.

There were no other customers in the restaurant at this time.

The young waiter who was playing with his cell phone with his head down looked up when he heard the sound of the door.

"Hi."

The young man from Yekaterinburg with a mustache stood up. He remembered that this familiar guest had just come in not long ago.

"Would you like a beef soup rice?" the young man asked Qin Jian in Russian.

Qin Jian smiled and stretched out two fingers.

The young man returned his warm eyes to express his understanding, and then got busy.

Qin Jian sat at the table where they sat last time and started waiting.

In fact, he still didn't have much hope for today's meeting. There was no basis for it, just pure intuition.

But he still came to the appointment. He wanted to hear what Yegor would say today, and if the phone was suitable, he also wanted to ask him how he evaluated the concert that night.

Time passed leisurely, and Qin Jian carefully looked at the interior of the restaurant while thinking about how to meet him.

It's not hygienic enough, let alone the decoration is exquisite, but the food is really good.

It is somewhat similar to the folk food shops in domestic alleys.

His eyes fell on the busy young man behind the glass cabinet, and he suddenly asked in Russian: "Does Professor Yegor come here often for lunch?"

The enthusiastic young man turned around and replied: "Yes, he will come every day except New Year's Day."

At this moment, the store door was pushed open.

Qin Jian thought it was Yegor, and then a big Russian man wearing a shabby leather jacket walked in, "Man, let's get some rice with thick soup!"

The big man yelled rudely, glanced casually around the store with unruly eyes, then walked to a table in the back and sat down.

Qin Jian looked at the back of the big man, as if he was seeing a homeless man coming out of Song of Travelers.

At 11:58, the store door was pushed open again, and a gust of cold wind blew into the store again, which also messed up Yegor's hair at the door.

The old man sat in front of Qin Jian,

The waiter brought over two steaming rice bowls at the right time, not forgetting to say hello to Yegor at the same time.

"Good afternoon, professor."

This time Qin Jian spoke first, "What is the purpose of your appointment with me today?" He picked up the spoon.

"I want to discuss with you about Chopin - Zal." Yegor also picked up the spoon and mixed it on the dinner plate.

Zarl.

Qin Jian began to think as he watched the rice and thick soup on the opposite plate gradually being mixed together.

"You can try this way of eating." Yegor reminded.

Qin Jian laughed. He wanted to tell the other person that he had been accustomed to and mastered this way of eating since he was a child, until he fell in love with Mapo Tofu Rice Bowl.

moment.

"It was not Negreuz who was the first to associate Zarl with Chopin's music."

Yegor nodded, "I know."

Then Qin Jian said, "It's not Heise either."

This time, Yegor did not nod, he smiled.

This was probably what he liked about talking about music with Qin Jian. The other party would always give some interesting opinions. Although he couldn't accept this statement at all, he still paused politely and said, "Let's talk about it."

Qin Jian grunted and changed his tone to start telling a story, "October 17, 1859."

Yegor continued: "The tenth anniversary of Chopin's death."

"Yes."

Qin Jian nodded, and then imitated Yegor's use of a spoon to stir on his plate.

"There was a huge commemoration ceremony that day in Warsaw."

At the dinner table, a slightly hoarse voice began to speak in a deep story-telling tone.

"Many European musicians were invited, and the most famous among them was Liszt, who was at the height of his popularity in the European music scene."

"As a close friend of Chopin, Liszt was undoubtedly the biggest star attending the event that day."

"He played a lot of Chopin in this concert."

“Finally he played Chopin’s Concerto No. 1, and the audience that night was almost all Chopin fans and local music scholars.

"Shortly after the concert, a young music scholar named Del wrote a music review for the concert."

"This scholar from a small town called olsztyn near Warsaw first used Zarl in his review of Liszt's last performance of Chopin's Concerto No. 1."

"The Polish word Zarl is not easy to translate. It generally means a special emotion - an emotion full of sadness and longing.

"If the explanation makes sense, then it is the most appropriate way to interpret Chopin's music."

"However, Del's purpose of using this word in the music review at the time was obviously to ridicule Liszt's performance that night as too fancy and cool, lacking the real Chopin emotion in it."

Hearing this, Yegor couldn't help but nodded, "I think this explanation is reasonable."

"The word was later used by Hesse in a letter of praise. As the letter was widely circulated, more and more people knew the word.

Qin Jian paused.

"This is the Zal that Negoz later used when describing Chopin's music in his book The History of the Development of the Russian Piano.

"Personally, based on the explanation, I think this Zal is Zarl in Polish."

"The two words are roughly the same character."

After that, Qin Jian started to move, and the meal on the plate changed from thick soup rice to thick soup bibimbap, which was indeed more delicious.

"To be honest, after hearing this, I thought you were at that concert."

Yegor made a joke that was not funny at all, "But now I am curious about where you got the story about the scholar named Del."

If what Yegor wanted to talk about today was about Negoz and Zarl, Qin Jian felt that he had made a good start.

But if the other party asked Del, all he could say was, "Sorry."

"All right,"

Yegor did not force himself.

moment

"After your concert."

"I have been thinking about whether the concerto you played that night incorporated the Ral. mentioned by Niegaoz."

Yegor emphasized, "You connected sadness with open-mindedness in your "master class" in the classroom. At that time, I thought you were reminding the students how to play the inner emotions of Chopin's music."

"You are an interpreter of Chopin, and you also know Russian piano very well."

"So I would like to ask you, what do you think Ral of Nietzsche is expressing, and is there any intrinsic connection with the Russian piano in his eyes?"

——

There is a saying that you have to eat your food one bite at a time, and you have to answer your questions one by one.

There are still five hours left before the flight back home takes off.

Qin Jian has plenty of time today.


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