923. From Cold War to Marriage? Official Announcement!?!?!?
One morning a month later.
When Qin Jian woke up from bed again, the figure beside him was no longer there, leaving only a pair of messy white pajamas at his feet.
He vaguely recalled Duan Ran's words before leaving - "Take care of your beard a little."
And reminded him of an important point: "We need to have dinner together at noon."
So he immediately became energetic and quickly picked up the cell phone beside him and checked the time.
"It's only a quarter past nine." He breathed a sigh of relief.
After clicking on the message and scanning around, he called Duan Ran directly.
The other party was picked up instantly and said, "You're actually awake!"
Qin Jian hummed with a slightly heavy nasal voice, "What's going on? Uncle Duan and the others haven't arrived yet?"
Hearing this on the phone, he sighed and said, "Something happened at the Paris airport, so the flight was delayed. I have to wait for half an hour~"
I see.
"Thank you for your hard work." Qin Jian sat up, stretched, looked out the window and asked, "Is it cold today?"
"Today is much warmer than yesterday," he said after a moment, "Would you like to sleep a little longer? I will take them around the school in a while, and you can just come over during lunch."
Qin Jian sighed and got out of bed, "I'm not going to sleep anymore. I have to get up and get ready."
Wandering to the bathroom, he curled his lips at the faint dark circles on the mirror, "I'd better go over and find you."
He applied again.
After all, according to Chinese tradition, Duan Hong came to Vienna with his wife and children, so it would be rude not to pick him up at the airport himself.
Just, "Oh, no need. Haven't we already agreed on this issue? Besides, it's too late for you to leave now. They'll be here in half an hour."
The little fat man on the phone just asked him to rest and wait at home. "There is breakfast in the thermos. Wait for my call at noon. Remember to shave. Hang up. I am making too much noise."
"Okay." Qin Jian said nothing more, "Pay attention to your safety and call me anytime if you need anything."
"Well then, bye~"
"bye."
Qin Jian put down the phone and breathed again, then picked up the electric toothbrush on the basin and started working.
Of course, the toothpaste has been squeezed out in advance.
The vibration of "woo buzz buzz buzz" gradually made him wake up.
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One night half a month ago, Duan Ran received a call from Paris. Duan Hong told Duan Ran that he and Lian Na would take Duan Xuan to Vienna in mid-May.
This is not a fun trip.
Duan Hong and Lian Na are going to Graz for a ten-day business trip due to work issues, and they hope to keep Duan Xuan here for a while.
Duan Ran naturally had no problem with this, and Qin Jian also welcomed it.
Hence the scene this morning.
For this reason, Qin Jian spent an afternoon last week cleaning up the small study room next to the bedroom and adding a cartoon bed in it to welcome his upcoming sister-in-law.
She is indeed the "little" sister-in-law. Duan Ran said that Duan Xuan just turned 10 years old this year.
...
After washing up and having breakfast with love, Qin Jian started his morning exercise.
While moving his hands at a constant speed, he continued to think.
...
Within a month, he played almost all Schubert's piano works.
It's all, and it's performed from memory.
This sounds really surprising, but in fact it is.
Especially after Langton's deliberate exaggeration, Qin Jian's photographic music-reading ability has recently been spread throughout the school.
As the cradle of classical masters, the Vienna Staatsoper has also had several performers with "photographic memories" in its history.
But this is the first time that such an appalling situation as Qin Jian's happened.
Even in such a school, everyone knows that Schubert himself was not very productive in terms of the number of piano works he created.
But fifteen Schubert piano sonatas actually exist in the history of piano.
In addition to several fantasies, characteristic ditties, diversions, variations and other small works, not to mention performances, one would have to memorize all these works within a month - "
Unless he really has the ability of photographic memory" - Langton said.
Qin Jian seemed to have demonstrated this superhuman ability among a group of geniuses.
Some people want to believe this is true, while others naturally sneer at it.
For example, Frank and Irene firmly believe that Qin Jian has such abilities, and Orange Mary Katia belongs to the latter.
She privately said that Qin Jian's move was not just to create a gimmick for the concert a few days later, "I never believe that he has never played Schubert's works."
As a person involved, Qin Jian had to admit that he had indeed put in a lot of thought into preparing for his solo recital three days later.
In other words, he would take any recital seriously, whether it was held in a country church in a small town north of Bergen or in the high-end concert hall of the Vienna State Conservatory.
From song selection to theme expression, he strives to achieve perfection in every aspect.
Even if it's just a weekend concert to "get the job done".
As for what others were talking about behind their backs, firstly, he was not interested, and secondly, he couldn't hear it.
Even if he heard some comments, he himself didn't care.
Gimmick?
What could be a more direct gimmick than his name?
"phantom."
An hour and a half later, Qin Jian stopped. He already had the final piece of the concert in mind.
After getting up and leaving the piano, he called Langton, and on the phone he reported the concert program to him.
When Langton heard "Phantom", he asked jokingly, "Are you sure it's not Liszt or Ravel?"
"Phantom" is a vocal work by Schubert in his later years, and the piano part is just a pure accompaniment. "Liszt and Ravel both wrote piano works titled Phantom."
"It's Schubert." Qin Jian replied in the affirmative, and then explained, "I have already adapted it."
Langton: "Understood, then I will submit your concert program."
Qin Jian: "Excuse me, Professor, but I also want to take a leave of absence from the afternoon class."
Langton: "Huh? Are you feeling unwell?"
Qin Jian: "We have guests at home."
Langton: "Wow, do you need me?"
Qin Jian: "Uh, no need for the time being."
After hanging up the phone, Qin Jian looked at the time, then changed into formal clothes and left.
Arriving at a well-known French restaurant on Conse Street, he sent Duan Ran its location and attached a message: 'Waiting for you?'
moment.
Duan Duan: Mo Mo Mo, I love you, I’ll be there in half an hour!
After getting a positive reply from the other party, he started ordering food.
...
When everything was ready, he took out his mobile phone and looked through the homework he did last night.
I hummed while watching, and laughed from time to time.
It can be seen that he is very satisfied with his small work.
He kept nodding his head, and the peripheral light in his right eye suddenly dimmed.
Turn your head sideways.
Outside the glass showcase, a pair of innocent blue eyes were looking at him curiously.
Immediately afterwards, the other party turned around and ran away, with the pink cello case on his back bouncing.
Clumsy and cute.
——
"Was Duan Ran so stupid when he was a child?"
Confused, Qin Jian straightened his collar and stood up.
After a while, a family of four appeared outside the restaurant door.