One last glance at the airport gate.

Moment.

Qin Jian smiled faintly, hung up the headphones, bent down and picked up the big bag, turned around and left.

At this moment, his mind was not complicated.

Needless to say.

Everybody, on the way.

...

When Qin Jian returned to the hotel again, the sky was already dark.

I took a shower, set an alarm clock and went to sleep.

It was the most restful sleep he'd had since coming to Tokyo, so much so that he sat up from his sleep when the alarm went off for the fourth time.

The sheets beneath him were soaked with sweat.

At this time, the room was already sprinkled with warm eyes, Qin Jian raised his hand to wipe the sticky fine sweat from his forehead, and looked in the direction of the window.

It's bright.

"Good weather. ”

"Whew. ”

Picked up the phone next to him and glanced at it, two text messages.

He Jing: Check your luggage again. ’

''He Jing: Haven't gotten up yet?'

The most recent one was sent ten minutes ago.

"Sister, I'll clean up now. ”

Throwing away the phone, Qin Jian jumped off the bed and stretched comfortably.

Then he slipped into the bathroom again.

'Bang la la~~~~'

'Bang la la~~~~'

......

Ten minutes later.

Qin Jian tidied up his luggage, and then he found that there were a lot of things that needed to be brought back, except for the things he brought to his family, the hand-made gift box for the fat man took up the most space, accounting for one-fifth of the suitcase.

Add to that the two tuxedos that must be put in the box, so that there is no place for all the miscellaneous little things.

"Headache. ”

Qin Jian scratched his head, walked to the side of the bed and poured out all the contents of his backpack.

Suddenly.

Among the scattered items, a long black box rolled out of the bag.

"What is this?"

Qin Jian raised the corners of his eyebrows, he had the impression that he had never bought such a thing.

Pick up the box, the pure black box does not have any logo on it.

And the moment he opened the box, a note fell out.

Moment.

''1st place prize, ^^'

(Actually, I don't know what kind of style you like, that's it!)'

Looking at the two lines of unfamiliar handwriting in front of him, just for a moment, Qin Jian's gaze softened, and he turned his head to look to the side.

A watch was lying quietly in a box.

The matte black case with the hands and the pure white dial look simple and elegant.

"Thank you. ”

After folding the note and stuffing it back into the box, Qin Jian took out the watch.

I looked at my left hand, then at my right hand.

After a moment's hesitation, he brought the watch to his left wrist.

Then it got busy again.

......

It's been three days since the Asian competition ended, and the contestants and orchestra judges from all over the world have left the place one after another.

However, the talk about the result of the final game has not yet stopped.

The day after the competition, the final ranking results were officially announced.

The young man from Huaguo received 13 votes with K491 and Zhong's outstanding performance, the highest number of votes in the audience.

In the following rankings, the players from South Korea, Singapore and Israel received 12 votes.

This end result looks rather subtle.

The Huaguo jury did not expect it, and the jury did not expect it.

After the results were announced, there was naturally a heated discussion.

I even heard that there was some unhappiness within the jury for the final result of the competition.

That night, Nobuyuki Tokai announced his withdrawal from the Piano Association, but no one knows the specific reason.

However, the next morning, while Qin Jian was still asleep, Rigel, the current president of the Mozart Music Society, personally sent an invitation to Nobuyuki Toi, hoping that the other party could attend the World Finals in Vienna in mid-May and continue to serve as an international judge.

......

1:30 a.m.

"That's it. ”

Qin Jian slapped his hands back and forth, took a breath, stepped across the suitcase, took out the last bottle of plum wine from the refrigerator, unscrewed the cap and took a sip.

Ten minutes later, check out and leave the hotel.

....

2:37 a.m.

Tokyo Haneda International Airport.

'Fly to Yanjing...'

The announcement in the departure hall sounded.

"Sister, don't say it, I'm going to get on the plane, well, okay, bye-bye. ”

After hanging up the phone, Qin Jian pushed his suitcase and walked towards the boarding gate.

...

With the plane in the air, the picture of the group of three people resurfaced in Qin Jian's mind.

Duan Ran should be about to get off the plane.

Uncle Bert didn't know where he was going again, and he didn't know when the next time we met.

Looking at the smaller and smaller Tokyo city outside the window, Qin Jian was sleepy again.

......

01:21 a.m. Paris time.

Outside Charles de Gaulle Airport, it was the dead of night.

There are only scattered travelers coming and going.

A tall, beautiful figure walked out of the airport with a suitcase.

The girl's somewhat haggard gaze swept over the unfamiliar environment outside the airport, and she was about to take out the phone in a hesitation.

That's when it happened.

"Duan Ran. ”

A calm middle-aged man's voice came.

When the girl heard the voice, a well-dressed middle-aged man was walking towards her.

The man's steps are steady and graceful, but his slightly serious gaze is a little daunting.

"Good work. ”

Looking at the girl in front of him, the corners of the man's eyes softened, "I've seen all the videos of your game, it's very good." ”

As he spoke, he reached out and took the suitcase from the girl's hand, and for a moment, "Let's go." ”

The girl didn't say anything, just nodded.

As the man got into a black car, the girl sat in the back seat, holding a mobile phone, and talking to the man.

'I'm here, rest assured!'

'You're going to be on the plane, too. ’

With the two messages sent, the girl's mood seemed to be better.

"Did you call your mother?" the man asked.

The girl bowed her head and said nothing.

"Obedient, hit one. The man said again.

The girl put on her headphones a little impatiently, "It's already hit." ”

Looking at the girl in the rearview mirror, the man sighed helplessly, and then stepped on the accelerator.

Soon, the car drove into a villa area.

....

Quarter past five.

The flight from Tokyo to Yanjing landed steadily.

Qin Jian took out his mobile phone in a daze, and two unread messages instantly dispelled his sleepiness.

Then he swiped the screen and replied.

'You're faster than me?'

'I'm here too!'

Moment.

The phone shook.

On the chat page, a picture was sent.

On a white plate, there is a steak that looks appetizing.

Duan Duan Duan Duan: Qin Jian, I want to eat rice noodles

Let it go: give it a chance and be obedient.

...

Stepping on the familiar land and listening to the familiar language in the airport hall, Qin Jian pushed the suitcase and walked out of the airport briskly.

As soon as you exit the airport gate.

From a distance, he saw Fang Zongyao leaning against a black car and waving to him.

...

"Just tell me a place, and make a special trip. ”

Qin Jian didn't expect that the other party would drive to pick him up, and he was a little embarrassed for a while.

Fang Zongyao smiled.

"Why are you so verbose?"

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