Argerich, a name that represents fantasy.

Sister, Genius, Goddess, Piano Queen, Piano High Priestess, Male God Reaper, One of the Greatest Female Pianists...

Among the countless titles, none of them can fully encapsulate this divine woman.

This woman who came to the world with a princess script, with God-given beauty and talent, seems to have been born with the purpose of sweeping the international piano world in the second half of the twentieth century, and by the way, capturing the hearts of many piano male gods.

Born in Buenos Aires in 1941, she learned piano at the age of three, gave recitals at the age of eight, went to Austria at the age of thirteen to study with Gulda, and soon after moving to Europe, she won two piano competitions in Busoni and Geneva in July 1957.

After that, the award was soft, and the concert schedule became more and more tight.

When her brilliant life was about to begin, she suddenly suffered from depression and decided to put everything down and say goodbye to the stage.

This made the whole piano industry sigh.

But one day after three years of silence, she was seen again at the 7th Chopin Competition, and Argerich won the Best Waltz and Mazurka Prize in one fell swoop, including the championship, in a humble manner.

From popularity to retirement, from comeback to popularity, Argerich is only twenty-four years old this year.

As a rare female pianist of her time, Argerich did not show weakness as a woman, nor did she aim to chase male pianists.

She just played herself instinctively, and finally left the world with an unattainable back.

However, this great piano priestess is still active on the world stage today

Perhaps this is the reason why countless pianists and women give her the most respect and admiration.

Duan Ran is one of Sister A's little fans, and Sister A's Chopin recording is also her favorite.

Argerich's words - that's right. Duan Ran thought about this, she seemed to understand what the other party was expressing, but she didn't know the other party's motive for doing so.

"Are you imitating Sister A?" Duan Ran had heard a lot of Sister A's imitators, but he was shocked for the first time.

Qin Jian nodded helplessly, "Argerich is almost the most difficult to imitate among the last ten champions. ”

Duan Ran nodded in affirmation.

From her auditory point of view, although Qin Jian's rapids imitating Sister A have reached the point where they can be faked, there is still a little bit less in it.

A little bit of something she couldn't tell.

"I couldn't grasp the message of her music. Qin Jian sighed, picked up a few rice noodles with chopsticks and fed them to his mouth, "According to her treatment, I can clearly distinguish several changes in her strength, I can currently play with an error of no more than 5 decibels per note, but the recording effect is not ideal compared to her." ”

For example, measures 42 to 44, referring to the score revised by Jan Ekier recommended by the organizing committee over the years, these three bars use the olive-shaped dynamic expression of 'crescendo + weakening' three times, indicating an emotional tendency. ”

"Handle the timbre with the same fingers and push the melody with the same ups and downs of dynamics, but what she interprets is more like an upward struggle, and what I interpret is more like a downward undercurrent. ”

"I've recorded this paragraph more than 30 times, and the result is the same. ”

Qin Jian stopped here and said with a smile: "Isn't it interesting?"

Duan Ran's expression seemed to feel that Qin Jian was not talking about an interesting thing, after listening to Qin Jian's words, she faintly felt a trace of worry, she didn't expect that Qin Jian's preparation process would have such a link before

She has the impression that all of Qin Jian's works, whether they are on the field or on other stages, are full of strong personal labels.

Beethoven, Mozart, Rach, and that Chris, each side is different, and each side exudes its own brilliance.

He's been playing his understanding.

But.

"Why are you imitating someone else this time?"

Duan Ran's question caused Qin Jian's left hand to stop in mid-air, and time seemed to stop at this moment,

The red oil soup fell down the rice noodles picked up by the chopsticks and fell into the lunch box.

There was a brief silence.

Qin Jian sniffed again.

Keep your head up.

Looking at Duan Ran with a complicated gaze, he saw the worry in Duan Ran's eyes.

The warm atmosphere at the dinner table seemed to be changing, and it gradually became depressed. The egg hurts

But only for a moment.

Qin Jian smiled slightly, and tasted the rice noodles in his mouth.

"Well, you can interpret this as an attempt. ”

Chewing, he added gently, "I understand what you mean, don't worry." ”

Is it just an attempt?Duan Ran muttered in her heart, the complexity revealed in Qin Jian's eyes just now was something she had never seen before.

The other party's later words did not completely dispel her concerns.

"Don't be stunned, eat quickly, I can help you if you can't eat it~"

"Hmm-"

Duan Ran came back to his senses and saw that Qin Jian's chopsticks had reached into his bowl.

"Ahh

...

After the meal, Qin Jian swaggered into the bathroom with his pajamas and took a bath.

Instead, Duan Ran sat in front of the piano, and she had to hurry up and touch the piano.

In the next fifteen minutes, Duan Ran didn't play a complete piece like Qin Jian, it sounded more like playing east and west.

"That's about six octaves in that second. ”

Duan Ran's left hand strength improved again. ”

Thinking of this, Qin Jian unconsciously associated the picture with a certain picture, and unconsciously, in the vast mist, he raised the flag again to salute.

Qin Jian simply pushed the door of the bathroom open, listening and sighing at the same time, washing his head with one hand and brushing his teeth with the other.

The picture is as real as the mood of the moment when his gaze accidentally moves to the toilet paper basket.

"This..."

Looking at the bright red white cotton paper in the white paper basket, Qin Jian only felt that his heart was slumped.

Then, I relaxed a little.

"Whew-"

With a long breath, Qin Jian changed into pajamas and walked out of the bathroom.

Duan Ran in front of the piano stopped when he saw Qin Jian come out.

The two people are separated by a distance of nearly ten meters, you look at me, I look at you.

The sky has already set outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the neon outside the window and the dusk in front of the bed seem to give two options.

"Go out and go around?" Qin Jian opened his mouth first.

Unexpectedly, before Qin Jian's words fell, Duan Ran walked to the bed in two steps, jumped up and occupied the position on the left side of the big bed, and then quickly got into the bed.

Only a small head was revealed, he blinked, and answered Qin Jian's question with practical actions.

"Okay~"

Qin Jian directly took off his pajama top, revealing his hardcover and sturdy upper body.

Walked in the direction of the bed.

Although this scene was often staged in Salzburg, it was still winter at that time, and the cabin was not warm, and Qin Jian still had a close-fitting warm coat at that time.

But now... Although Duan Ran didn't think it was anything, he still felt a little bit in his heart when he looked at this scene... A little flustered.

Qin Jian casually threw his pajamas onto the bedside cabinet and sat on the bed.

This time, Duan Ran was even more panicked.

By.

Or only one bed.