930. Brother-in-law and sister-in-law with baby and want baby composition class and concert [Part 2]
Op.109 and two modern pieces, the hand of Duan Ran in history
In fact, the question of where to live is already a trivial matter in the eyes of adults.
However, Qin Jian still answered the child's question seriously, "It depends on the organizer's arrangements. We may stay in the event hotel."
The time was almost up. Duan Hong and Qin Jian exchanged a few words about the Paris Music Festival before taking Lian Na and Xiao Duan Xuan to prepare to return home.
"See you in Paris."
Duan Hong took Xiao Duan Xuan from Qin Jian.
Then he walked up to Duan Ran and said in an apologetic tone, "I'll try my best on June 8th."
Duan Ran knew that Duan Hong had been busy for the Paris Music Festival for three months, and he would definitely be even busier in the upcoming June.
"Just a weekend show."
She advised Duan Hong not to go back and forth, then touched Xiao Duan Xuan's head, and finally waved to Lian Na.
"bye."
"Goodbye, sister and husband."
Amidst the farewell sounds, the two watched the three people leave.
When another group of travelers arrived in front of the airport, Qin Jian and Duan Ran left arm in arm.
On the way back to school, the three of them became two, which made people feel a little uncomfortable for a while.
Although Xiao Duanxuan only lived in Vienna for ten days.
"Duan Ran."
"Um?"
"Let's buy a mobility scooter."
"Red?"
"How about white?"
"Well, people like red."
——
Back at 413, the two of them got busy without taking a break.
Duan Ran went to the classroom, she had a class in the morning.
Qin Jian went to school to submit a leave application for the next two days.
Then we came to Langton's classroom.
As soon as June is over, he will face the final exam. Regarding the repertoire of the professional exam, Qin Jian needs to exchange ideas with Langton in advance.
He wanted to play Beethoven.
"op109."
Straight to the point, Qin Jian directly reported the repertoire he had been planning for a long time.
Langton thought it should be something like op.106 or op.111, "Don't you want to try something more challenging?"
Qin Jian smiled and said: "109 is quite a challenge."
Langton pushed up his glasses dubiously. He was more willing to believe that Qin Jian was just recently obsessed with works in the key of E major.
"All right."
Langton agreed, and then he picked up two pieces of music score from his desk, "How about adding these two works, take a look."
Qin Jian took it and turned to the first page. It was full of intricate notes that made people dizzy, "Modern works."
Langton nodded, "The graduation work written by Maioni's doctoral student has not been published yet."
"Are you familiar with Professor Maioni?" Qin Jian said and turned to the next page. The second page looked a little clearer.
"Well, we only had coffee together once," Langton immediately noticed Qin Jian's problem and quickly emphasized, "These two works can be regarded as good works over the years."
Qin Jian patiently flipped through the first book. He wanted to say that at least for now, he could not see the subtlety of this work.
Although it is only four pages, it reads longer than those complicated papers piled up with countless adjectives.
"Give it a try."
Langton seemed to be asking.
This attitude forced Qin Jian to retract some of his personal prejudices, and then opened the second book.
The second work looks much cleaner than the first one, and there are still traces between notes and chords.
"Okay, I'll study it when I get back."
As he spoke, Qin Jian put away the two pieces of music scores and put them in his bag.
Just as he was about to leave, Langton suddenly stopped him.
"Wait a minute, Qin."
"You said?" Qin Jian turned around.
Lang paused for a moment, but didn't come up with anything special. "Duan has started to increase the intensity of his training recently?"
"Well, she is always afraid that the concert will not perform well."
Langton nodded, "Her volume has improved. Please remind her not to be anxious and keep it up."
"Good professor."
"Okay, come back early after your work, and have a safe journey."
"thank you."
After saying goodbye to Langton, Qin Jian left the office.
There was a sigh in the office where Langton was the only one left.
The fat professor picked up the book in his hand. The book was borrowed from a friend at the Milan Conservatoire.
The page of the opened book contains a record of a pianist named Dilbeth.
This talented performer from Hungary became famous at a young age, but had to say goodbye to the stage completely at the age of 25.
There is no other reason, except that the ring finger of his right hand has been playing irregularly and hard all year round, which led to a major accident during a tour.
The accident left her no longer able to play strong, fast phrases.
The accompanying picture next to the text is a close-up of two photos of hands. Before the operation, Dilbes’s fingers were extremely crooked, even worse than a chubby boy.
Another photo shows the finger after surgery, which looks like a normal person.
But it was too late.
When Langton saw Duan Ran's little finger on his left hand for the first time, he thought that he had seen records of this situation somewhere before.
Eventually he found the record in the library of the Milan Conservatoire.
Now he was thinking about how to prevent Duan Ran from happening this accident more effectively.
Maybe everything was just that he was overly worried, and Duan Ran's situation was just a trivial problem.
But no matter what, he couldn't allow himself to let that one percent possibility continue to exist.
He planned to consult some orthopedic medical experts privately first.
Are there any risks if the surgery is done in advance?
——
It was already noon when Qin Jian returned home from shopping for groceries.
Duan Ran came back just in time for lunch to be cooked.
A long-lost lunch for two.
After lunch, there was a fierce battle in the bathroom. The fierce battle spread to the bedroom and continued until it got dark.
...
Night had fallen, and the two of them hugged each other and still didn't want to get up.
"I'm going to miss you."
"Me too, I'm staying home alone these days and pay attention to safety."
"Um."
"In addition, practice the piano moderately and don't be anxious. Langton asked me to tell you that your volume has improved now and he recommends that you continue to persevere."
"Well, I'll try my best."
"You can do it, and have you noticed that your timbre has actually changed?"
"Yes there are some."
"Come on, maybe by next year you will have become a completely different person."
"Silly words."
"Silly?"
"uh-huh."
"...your hands."
"God, you can still..."
"Goodbye, goodbye, I really can't do it anymore."
...
An hour later, the May 29 battle finally ended.
There are less than twelve hours before Qin Jian's departure time.
It is no longer appropriate to say goodbye between the two of them, so the atmosphere is pretty good at the moment.
After lying down for a while, Duan Ran got up and helped Qin Jian pack his luggage.
Qin Jian was not idle either. He got up and was busy heating the leftover rice.
Since returning from Milan last month, Qin Jian's suitcase has been placed by the bedroom window and is now covered with a layer of dust.
In addition, some sundries were moved from the study room and stacked together to make the entire bedroom look narrower.
Now that Xiao Duanxuan is gone, Duan Ran has no intention of moving these sundries back.
The study room has been tidied up and can be used as a small guest room. For example, if the eldest sister comes one day, she can stay here.
So the question is how to deal with these debris that have no place to put them.
Can't throw it away yet.
Because one of the large suitcases was sent by Qin Jian's parents, and most of the things inside were Qin Jian's winter clothes and some daily necessities.
After walking back and forth for a while, Duan Ran felt that he needed a large wardrobe at home.
Buy a wardrobe and do a spring cleaning!
The little woman became full of fighting spirit.
Having made up his mind, Duan Ran decided to do a super cleaning after the concert.
Then she happily packed Qin Jian's luggage for tomorrow.
Every time like this, she felt a small sense of happiness when she saw the clothes folded by herself being neatly stuffed into the suitcase.
Of course there are also times when you are called to eat.
"Have a meal!"
A sound came from the kitchen.
"Come on, come on!!"
The leftover rice is also delicious.
During the meal, Duan Ran proposed her bedroom renovation plan, and Qin Jian agreed.
"wait me back."
After dinner, Duan Ran went to practice the piano, while Qin Jian was busy in the kitchen until after ten o'clock.
In the afternoon of the next day, Duan Ran sent Qin Jian to the airport gate.
"Send my regards to my sister and Mr. Potter."
"Well, you can eat the things in the refrigerator when they are warmed up. Don't be lazy, you hear me." Qin Jian asked again.
"I know ~ mua"
Sending a kiss, Duan Ran urged Qin Jian to quickly enter the airport.
The two said goodbye, and Qin Jian boarded the flight to Rochester.
——
The eighteen-hour journey was not a short one, and there were no special episodes along the way.
If I have to say something, meeting the deputy principal trumpet of the Vienna Youth Symphony Orchestra is something that can be mentioned.
The two had worked together during the Mozart Competition, and he was deeply impressed by this trumpeter, who was very capable, but the chief trumpet player above him was an old man with high qualifications.
Along the way, the chatty trumpeter kept complaining to Qin Jian about the band's layoffs this year.
"Too bad, I have to go to America to try my luck."
Qin Jian never thought that this professional musician who had climbed to the position of deputy principal in a professional orchestra would also have to find a new job due to layoffs.
"The market is getting worse and worse. Hey, I've been in Vienna for eleven years."
Qin Jian could see that this talkative senior trumpeter did not want to leave Vienna.
"It will be fine."
He could only be so comforted.
He understands the market, and he has had a similar experience that was quickly forgotten by his brain.
Among a million people, there is only one protagonist.
Only the real protagonist has the right to speak.
When they got off the plane and said goodbye, the two left each other's contact information.
After collecting his luggage according to the signs, Qin Jian walked out of the terminal with his mobile phone.
Among the people picking up the airport, He Jing had been waiting for a long time. Next to her stood an energetic girl with short hair.
"Sister, this is it."
He Jing smiled and took Qin Jian's suitcase, "Lin Xiao."
"Hi boss!"
At this moment, Lin Xiao playfully stepped forward and bowed to Qin Jian.
"My name is Lin Xiao, a native of Shashi, Sister Jing's junior sister, and one of the first batch of teachers trained in the Qin-style piano teaching method."
——
Qin Jian suddenly felt new. What was new to him was not the girl Fu Nan.