This relieved Paul.

The person who called his name was his college classmate and one of the reception staff at the conference.

Paul completed his undergraduate studies at the Glinka Conservatory in Moscow, and although he is now studying Eastman, he still has a group of friends in Moscow.

Led by his former classmates, the Eastman Conservatory team also got on the bus, but not to the Tchaikovsky Conservatory.

The bus stopped as it drove into a snowy field.

Before the eyes is a sprawling manor house, located on a high ground on the banks of the Moscow River south of the Kremlin.

Legend has it that it was once the residence of Katerina the Great, and as one of Mosca's most famous large estates, it was one of the gathering places for the symposium of Rakhnov's works, but it was mainly a place for people to rest and gather.

The Tchaikovsky Conservatory is the real venue.

At lunchtime, the cafeteria of the estate will serve the favorite food of teachers and students from different countries and regions.

The luxurious restaurant is full of people and languages.

He Jing quietly came to a corner with a plate of dumplings that looked like the size of buns.

Although the dumplings are not delicious, they can't stop her from being in a good mood today.

Looking at Qin Jian's circle of friends posted four hours ago, she couldn't help but want to tell the other party several times that she must wear an extra cotton coat when she got off the plane, but in the end she still held back.

After lunch.

He Jing visited some of the local musicians who organized the event with her mentor, Professor Dulange, and at 2 p.m., she went with Eastman's army to the Red Square Concert Hall to enjoy an exotic New Year's concert.

The itinerary was more than she imagined.

So much so that when she returned to her room in the manor at five o'clock in the afternoon, she was already exhausted, and the long flight journey was hard enough.

But she didn't mean to take a nap, and lay on the bed and counted the hours, until the corridor outside the door became noisy again.

Listening to the familiar words, she raised the corners of her mouth slightly.

At noon, she had already checked that there were only two domestic colleges and universities that came to participate in this event, and she had already greeted the younger brothers and sisters of Haishi Conservatory of Music since the morning.

So.

He Jing swept away her tiredness, got up and came to the mirror...

It wasn't long before her phone suddenly vibrate.

Brother: Sister, I've arrived, don't worry.

This is followed by a photograph of the interior of the room.

...

...

The room full of medieval feeling gave Qin Jian a moment of warmth.

yes

Qin Jian felt that the winter in Moscow was much colder than he imagined.

After taking the mobile phone to report his safety, Qin Jian put down the mobile phone and put it away.

Fifteen minutes later.

Shen Qingci beckoned everyone in the group to gather at the door of the manor's hotel.

"Everyone is packing up and getting ready for dinner. ”

The crowd gathered and went to the restaurant, but there was no caviar truffle foie gras to look forward to.

However, the form of the buffet is also good, and for a group of students who have not yet stepped out of the university gate, it is a very experiential thing to eat in such a place full of upper-class cocktail party atmosphere.

Qin Jian didn't have so much to do, and waited for a long time in an equally quiet place with a dumpling the size of a bun.

Suddenly, a familiar figure walked into the hall.

The two seemed to see each other at the same time.

Qin Jian beckoned, Cai Song nodded, and then took a cup of black from the tray in the hand of the passing waiter and strode over.

"Pretty heavy?"

Coming to Qin Jian and sitting down, Cai Song glanced at the dumplings with big buns in Qin Jian's keyboard, and couldn't help but complain and make fun of it.

On the bus that got off the plane, Qin Jian contacted the other party.

"How's it going, how is the concert on Red Square?" Qin Jian asked as he ate.

Cai Song shrugged, "Bei Jiu commanded by Gaspal is not bad, but there is a tragic revolutionary mood in everything Mao Zi plays, which makes people easily constipated when they listen to it too much." ”

Qin Jian always thought that Cai Song should not be the kind of person who would combine the three words 'music, maozi and constipation' into one sentence.

However, the other party's words are not rough, and it will be too much to integrate some emotions into the expression of music.

But this is also a major feature of the expression of the Russian national music school.

So the two men, who had met for less than five minutes, got into a pinch again – the subject of the debate – on whether the stylistic peculiarities of the Russian folk music could cause constipation in the audience.

This is not the first time, and something is destined that it will not be the last.

But the scene seems to be happy for both of them.

"Senior brother. ”

A sweet senior brother pinched off the two.

The arrival of Natsuki Aso with a plate of Red Square put an end to the conversation between the two.

Under Qin Jian's introduction, Cai Song knew that the other party was Natsuki Aso.

"I saw your solo concert in Osaka, Miss Natsuki. ”

Cai Song's speech made Natsuki a little embarrassed, firstly, she had held three solo concerts in Osaka, but she was not sure which one the other party was talking about, and secondly, she had not heard of the famous young conductor of China in front of her.

This made her not easy to answer.

In fact, the main reason is that she did not go to Haishi with the troupe and missed the opportunity to meet the Gu Symphony Orchestra.

"Thank you, your music is great too. ”

However, after living in China for half a year, Natsuki still grows.

In this way, three young people who are a little famous in the Asian classical music circle once again started a new topic - on Russian food.

In fact, it is not difficult to find that with the increasing number of people gathered in the restaurant, many cross-border or cross-national, and even cross-state musicians can find old friends or partners such as the same teacher, and then form one small circle after another.

After eating three dumplings, Qin Jian saw a lot of old acquaintances.

For example, Li Xianlong in Tokyo, although the rapids played by the opponent in the preliminary round lost to Duan Ran in speed, but in the end he still won the fourth place in the junior group in the finals in Vienna, and the fourth place was very good.

There is also a leading teacher from the Curtis Institute of Music, a famous pianist - the short Lamour, although he once lost to Qin Jian in a victory, but this does not mean that Qin Jian must be stronger than him, with a modified version of Mozart's concerto on stage to participate in the classical music competition and go to the end, but this courage and courage are worthy of praise, I think the other party must have prepared something new this time.

There are far more acquaintances than one or two.

Here, Savier was talking to the old director of the Tchaikovsky Conservatory.

On the other side, Uncle Potter's old lover, the Black Pearl Beauty Teacher, Shetty.

Qin Jian suddenly realized that the world was really not big.

But perhaps on the other hand, this illustrates the place of Rachmaninoff's work in the piano world.

Thinking about this, he couldn't help but dig a little deeper, whether to put Rach in the history of music and browse, or just to the piano world.

"Classical music is like a circle. ”

Murmuring, he was interrupted by a sudden burst of piano in the hall.

Not only him, but everyone's attention turned to the source of the sound.

Qin Jian squinted.

In front of the quaint grand piano in the center of the hall, a somewhat arrogant-looking figure was opening and closing.

I have to say that those who dare to take the initiative to sit in front of the piano in such an environment can get a medal of courage.

The music attracted more and more people into this hall that was more and more like a drinking party, and of course, this is also a matter of course, after all, the conference will start tomorrow, and it is normal for all the bigwigs to come out and walk around today.

It's just that some people pay attention to the person in front of the piano, and some people pay attention to the music at this time.

...

"Sounds good. ”

This is probably because Qin Jian's angle can only see the back of the long hair fluttering in front of the piano.