Argerich was not the only one in the audience who was full of inner activity at this time.

Branhano also had mixed feelings.

He had to admit that what Andrzey had just said was like what the chairman of the Xiao Sai jury should have said.

There is expression, there is attitude, there is pattern.

But when he thought of the confrontation that night, Branhano felt that his heart was more completely broken,

He couldn't be sure of how true his teacher was now, and he didn't know why the other party brought up the No. 13 contestant at this time.

Instinctively, he felt that there was some ulterior motive here.

But he couldn't say anything.

Because the best mazurka player in his mind is number 13.

He should have been happy and proud that he and the other party had a common point of view.

"I'm also proposing the number 13!"

The thick voice was none other than Ogy.

Branhano looked.

Argerich looked.

All looked to him.

An Jieyi looked at his most simple disciple with a calm gaze.

...

Ogur opened the conversation for a new round of discussion.

This time, the topics and content of the discussion have precipitated a lot, and the focus of the discussion has obviously returned to the live performance and Chopin's music itself.

The jury of the Chopin Competition collectively erupted in professional scholarship.

Twenty minutes later.

The old notary had to replay the video of the mazurka played by contestants Nos. 9, 12 and 13 at the request of everyone.

Another twenty minutes later.

Once again, let's get to the discussion stage.

The Russian judges, led by the bearded man, seemed to have really hugged the group this time, and although their actions were a little disgraceful, the other judges present understood it.

With Ivanov's overall performance in the third round, it is still up to the last Russian to make it to the final.

If Ivanov hadn't made it to the final, the Russians would have been the biggest runner in the Chopin competition.

The five players who advanced to the main tournament plus one of the top seeds of the national team were finally wiped out before the final, which was indeed a great loss of face for the Russian piano.

Therefore, the Russian judges have torn their faces and fought for this final Mazurka Award.

Fortunately, Ivanov's performance in mazurka today was well worth the fight.

...

Finally, after a war of words, it finally entered the final referendum.

The winner of the Mazurka Grand Prize will be selected between No. 9 and No. 13.

At this moment, the scene once again entered a tense atmosphere.

Branhano stood up and called the voting open.

The judges who chose contestant No. 9 raised their left hand, and the judges representing contestant No. 13 raised their right hand.

'Huh'

In a second.

In addition to Ivanov's Russian teacher, 16 hands were raised in the air.

No one can tell the results in the first place.

The judges looked left and right at each other.

The old notary makes statistics.

5 seconds later.

The 17th Chopin Competition has come to an end.

7 left hands, 9 right hands.

Player No. 13 won the final victory by two votes.

...

So far, three winners of this year's four major individual awards have been born.

A few families are happy and a few are sad.

But the Russian judges didn't have time to hang their heads.

Branhano then stood up to announce the final work of the jury for the day.

"The selection of the finalists is now open. ”

The old notary turned on the projector.

In a flash, a row of tables with numeric question marks appeared on the curtain.

In the lower right corner of the projector is PM22:47.

...

At the same time, a discussion was going on about the Chopin competition in a small bar on the west bank of Wisval.

Interesting discussions.

The discussants were two people who had gotten together without drinking, and they had two glasses of sparkling water on their table with straws stuck in them.

"No way. Shen Qingci leaned back in his chair, with a smile in his tone: "As long as there are a few sober people in the jury, Mazurka will not fall into his hands." ”

Igraz laughed, he liked Shen Qingci's appearance of speaking forcefully, "Then I'm done, it's your turn, you speculate." ”

Shen Qingci crossed Duan Ran's figure for the first time in his heart, but he said: "That student of Puchev, or the Julian girl, they are both good." ”

"The Russian kid is good, but the previous performance is too bad" Igraz automatically filtered out the American chick, "Shen, do you think he can make it to the finals?"

"Look at what the jury thinks about his previous mistakes, but I guess he should have entered, and you know the Russian judges, about the same as your Polish judges. ”

Shen Qingci said lightly, "Besides, his last Mazurka also saved him a lot of things." ”

"Hey. ”

Igraz sighed softly, and he was inevitably a little sad when it came to the 'Polish judges' and the 'promotion issue'.

Moment.

Iglaz: "Shen, what exactly is the final repertoire you are preparing? ”

Shen Qingci: "Xiao Er." ”

Iglaz: "I don't believe it. ”

Shen Qingci: "Then you still ask." ”

Igraz sighed again: "Because I still can't understand why you chose to retire. ”

Shen Qingci smiled: "Then don't think about it, take a sip." ”

Both men picked up straws at the same time.

...

23:30 minutes.

Bulg Hotel.

Duan Ran had already fallen asleep, and Qin Jian was sitting alone by the window drinking beer.

It's been almost 20 days since he came to Warsaw, and he hasn't touched a drop of wine, and it's rare that he won't be on the agenda for the next two days, so he simply relaxes.

Three rounds have passed, and the final list will be announced tomorrow, but he has no waves in his heart.

He chatted with Duan Ran for a long time tonight, like two old friends.

Qin Jian asked her if she would be sad if she didn't make it to the finals.

Duan Ran said no.

"There won't be any pressure to get in, but if you don't get in, you don't get in. ”

"Isn't it just a matter of a moment, and I'm thinking about the course when I get back to Paris. ”

Duan Ran said frankly that she would never fail the course, "Never!"

Qin Jian could see that the other party's mind really didn't seem to be on this competition.

He doesn't think there's anything wrong with that, and he doesn't want to put any more pressure on the opponent whether they can reach the final or not.

In the past six months, he occasionally wondered if he would be disappointed if he didn't get the desired position.

But now, it's almost the final.

After the game, life goes on.

There's still a lot of work waiting for him.

"Isn't the game just a momentary thing?"

Qin Jian muttered Duan Ran's words, and couldn't help but sigh: "That's a good point, little fat man." ”

Throwing his head back and taking the last bite of the can, he quietly got up and stuffed the can at the bottom of the trash can.

Then I went to the bathroom and brushed it before going to bed.

Seeing that the little fat Duan was sleeping, he gently kissed the other party on the forehead.

"Good night. ”

...

October 17th.

13:30。

The lobby of the Warsaw Philharmonic Hall is overcrowded.

There are 30 minutes left until the finalists are announced.