When Qin Jian returned to the hotel, Duan Ran was lying on the side of the bed with headphones and looking at Xiao Er's score.

He motioned for Duan Ran to continue.

Chubby Duan sent a sweet wink and continued to look down.

He took out Xiao Yi's score and pencil and sat by the window, turned on his mobile phone to record and hung up his headphones.

Regarding the content of the evening rehearsal, he needs to sort it out again.

...

An hour passed unconsciously, and when Qin Jian took off the headphones, Duan Ran had already changed into pajamas.

"Done?" Duan Ran got out of bed, moved to his side, and sat on his lap.

Qin Jian leaned back on the back of the sofa chair and nodded, "How are you today?"

"It's not bad," Duan Ran replied, "It's over once, and the conductor can just play according to the dress rehearsal when I play." ”

"What do Teacher Shen and Teacher Riegel say?" Qin Jian then asked.

"They also said it was good," Duan Ran smiled, "but I don't know what's good, so let's do it, it'll be over tomorrow after the show." What about you, is it going well?"

Qin Jian: "It's okay." ”

"Huh?" Duan Ran asked, "Is something wrong?"

"It's not a situation," Qin Jian sighed, "It's a matter of speed." ”

"I wanted the orchestra to be a little faster in the third movement, but Marek refused my request, telling me that in the final stage, the orchestra had to provide the exact same speed to each player. ”

Duan Ran hummed lightly, "And then?"

Qin Jian spread his hands: "Then I can only accept this situation, but this is completely understandable, after all, it is a competition, so as to ensure that everyone is fair." ”

"It's just that if it could be a little faster, it would be even better"

Listening to Qin Jian's tone, Duan Ran put her mind at ease, she was going to say this, but now it seems that there is no problem.

"I know, but I think you're the best at any speed. Duan Ran said playfully.

"That's right!" Saying that, Duan Ran got up and took out a delicate small gift box from his bag and handed it to Qin Jian, "My mother gave it to you." ”

Qin Jian took it, looked at the words 'Chopin Chocolate' in his hand and said with a smile, "Thank you Aunt Lin for your supervision, I will practice well in the future." ”

Duan Ran patted Qin Jian's shoulder, learned from Lin Chaoge's tone and said, "Come on, young man, I'm optimistic about you." ”

Qin Jian raised his face, and Duan Ran under the warm white light made him look good.

Duan Ran's heart skipped a beat unconsciously when he saw Qin Jian's familiar eyes, and then he took a step back and said coquettishly, "I have a game tomorrow!"

The little fat section of the milk fierce milk turned around and jumped into the bed.

Qin Jian: ...

Qin Jian felt very aggrieved, he just wanted to say that you are so good-looking.

However, Duan Ran reminded him of one thing, "You should be the last to appear, 8:30 p.m.?"

The little fat man in the bed covered his head even tighter when he heard this.

Qin Jian: ...

This reaction...

Aren't you really tired and scared last night?

...

...

On October 19th, the 17th edition of the Chopin Competition celebrated its first final day.

From 10:30 a.m., the whole of Warsaw is like entering the eve of Christmas.

In the streets and alleys, banners and posters of LED office buildings in shopping malls, and the crowd can see the promotional information about this final everywhere they go

From 10:30 a.m., the Warsaw Philharmonic Hall opens all its exhibition halls and visitors can come and go as they please.

The different display cases contain information and anecdotes about Chopin competitions from different periods, which complete the development of Chopin competitions.

Let people understand the significance of this competition more deeply.

At 15:00 in the afternoon, the Warsaw Philharmonic Hall welcomed the first government vehicles, and under the maintenance of security personnel, dignitaries from all walks of life from Warsaw entered the concert hall.

They wore suits and leather shoes, and their wives were dignified.

They will represent the government at the opening of the finals.

At 14:30, the jury's motorcade arrived.

At 15:00, the main hall of the finals opens.

Spectators enter.

Everything is going on in an orderly manner.

Today's venue was set up differently than the previous three rounds, with flags hanging from various countries on the wooden walls around the stage.

In the center of the stage hung the flag of the International Association of Musicians and Chopin's portrait.

All members of the Polish National Symphony Orchestra sit upright on objects in strict manner.

The whole stage gives people an extremely solemn feeling.

A feeling of being on the sports field.

It's like you're about to start a thrilling fighting match.

The audience consciously kept quiet, and they quietly walked to their places and sat down.

Each of the 17 judges compiles their own score sheets that will determine who will win this year's award.

Twenty cameras in the hall of the site recorded the scene.

At 15:30, Paroken walked onto the stage in a well-fitting black suit.

"Wow-"

The audience burst into applause.

"Good afternoon. ”

His echo echoed in the empty hall.

He began by thanking the guests, as with the opening speeches of every grand competition.

On behalf of the organizers, Paroken began the opening speech.

...

Compared with the quiet scene, there is a lot of noise in the background at this time.

Fred was wearing a brand new black dress today, and he was communicating with Marek at the entrance.

Fred was a little nervous under the reporter's lens, and he took out a handkerchief to wipe his forehead from time to time.

Marek smiled and told him to relax a little more, "It's just a show, you have to believe that you don't have any problems." ”

...

At 16:00, Paroken's speech ended, and the game officially began.

The hostess took the stage to announce the admission of the first contestant of the day.

Under the applause, Marek was the first to walk out of the stage.

Then Fred came out and the applause was even louder.

Fred Zmeiermann from Germany will present his final repertoire –

'Op 21, Chopin's Piano Concerto No. 2 in F minor. ’

Fred sat down in front of the watchful eye of the audience, the audience in front of the television, and live footage from around the world.

As soon as he sat down, he began to adjust the height of the piano bench until he found a suitable height.

Taking a deep breath, he looked at Marek.

Marek received the prompt and turned and waved his baton.

The dull but soft string minor plays the prelude to Xiao Er.

In the long shot, Fred's sunken eyes gradually sunken deeper and deeper, and he has entered the state of music.

The intro of Xiao Er's band is nearly 1 minute and 20 seconds shorter than Xiao Yi, which means that the piano will enter and meet the audience earlier.

In the weakened strings, Fred entered the music with unmistakable precision with a violent chord.

The flowing melody unfolded.

Bach's Chopin is once again presented as a concerto.

A stunning start.

...

Once again, don't be blinded by the constraints of this young German man under the camera.

When he sat down at the piano, he would immediately become a veteran in the same old hand.

His first movement was only halfway there, and at least half of the finalists understood why he chose Xiao Er.

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