The time difference between Moscow and Paris is less than an hour.

Duan Ran and Qin Jian have barely been synchronized for a while, and there is no need for good night to good morning, Qin Jian didn't feel anything at this point, but Duan Ran felt very happy.

Probably there is a difference between men and women.

However, anyone who wakes up early in the morning and picks up their mobile phone to look at it and finds that the last message that appears in the dialog box of the person who is pinned to the top of the chat is the word 'play', and they can't be much happier.

She knew that Qin Jian had always used the 26-key input method.

You can miss one of the five letters of the heart.

"No matter at all!"

Duan Ran snorted indignantly.

For a moment, the corners of his mouth lifted, revealing a little fox's smile, and then crackling.

'What are you hahahahaha?'

'What do you want to play in the middle of the night?'

'Who are you playing with?'

'How to play?'

'Huh?'

'/smile'

Hyphenation, punctuation, and emoticons sent six messages in a row.

In the next second, she only felt that every pore in her body was relaxed.

I felt much more comfortable in an instant.

"Hmph~"

The phone was thrown on the bed, and she went to wash up.

After the last trip to Germany, after Duan Ran returned to Paris, the people around her felt that she had undergone some changes.

At home, I love to laugh more than before, although I still don't talk much, but it doesn't make the family embarrassed.

"Morning, paragraph. ”

A kind greeting.

"Morning, Lena. ”

As soon as Duan Ran came to the dining room, her stepmother stopped being busy and greeted her warmly, "Breakfast will take ten minutes, you can go to the living room to watch TV first." ”

"I'll help you. ”

Duan Ran moved his hand as he spoke, which made Lianna a little flattered.

After a while, a cute little head also emerged from the door frame of the dining room, and the bear in her arms also showed half of the bear's head.

The little girl looks like she is seven or eight years old, and she has the cute appearance of Duan Ran when she was a child, but her pupils are the same blue as Lianna.

It can be seen that the little girl must be a mixed-race beauty when she grows up.

The moment Duan Ran turned around, he just caught this scene.

The little girl retracted half of her head in an instant, leaving only one big round eye to look at the person who was walking towards her—''Sister?'

It should be her sister, the little girl reminded herself in her heart that her father had told her that this person was her sister.

"Duan Xuan, let's eat an apple first. ”

Duan Ran half-bent down and handed the apple in his hand to the little girl in front of him.

The little girl cautiously stretched out her hand, then took the apple from Duan Ran's hand and turned around and ran away, due to her excessive movements, the little bear in her arms slipped down.

The little girl didn't look back to pick it up, Duan Ran shook her head with a smile, and then bent down to pick up the bear under the door frame on the ground.

This scene was also captured by Liana, and the kind-faced French woman also showed a smile.

Ten minutes later.

As the man took his seat, the four of them began breakfast.

The atmosphere in the dining room was not bad.

Until the man's words rang out.

"Duan Xuan, go to play the piano after dinner. ”

The little girl said aggrievedly, "Dad, I don't want to play the violin." ”

The man picked up a strawberry pie without any care, took a bite, and the crispy sound made people swallow their saliva, "It's not negotiable." ”

Lena ate in silence, knowing that her words were useless.

This scene is not the first time Duan Ran has seen it at the dinner table, and she is silently playing with her mobile phone or going back to the room directly.

But today I don't know why she wants to say something, maybe she gradually began to accept this place from her heart, or maybe she saw the shadow of her childhood in Duan Xuan's body.

"Since she doesn't want to pull, wouldn't it be nice to let her do something she likes on the weekend?"

Duan Ran's tone was very flat, so flat that the man didn't know how to answer it.

Lianna looked at Duan Ran with some gratitude.

Moment.

The man did laugh, although it looked a little reluctant.

He said to Duan Xuan: "Okay, since your sister has a better suggestion, then you can do something you like today, and it just so happens that your sister can stay at home for a day today." ”

Xiao Duan Xuan burst into tears and smiled, Duan Ran seemed to have become a savior in her mind at this moment.

A small turmoil passed like this, but Duan Ran knew that there were some things that she couldn't change, and she knew his father.

And in a way, if her father hadn't pushed her at some point in her childhood, she wouldn't have met someone in a Hua Yun Sai way, and she would have missed everything after that.

After the meal, Lianna smiled and refused Duan Ran's help and cleaned up alone.

Duan Ran was about to go back to the room when the man stopped her.

"Duan Ran, you wait a minute. ”

...

in the living room.

"Has the audition been decided?"

The man sat upright on the couch.

Duan Ran sat opposite him, and Duan Xuan honestly sat beside Duan Ran with the bear in his arms.

The little girl seemed to be beginning to like to come to her sister a little, even though she still didn't understand what the adults were saying.

"Almost, I'll go back to school tomorrow and talk to Riggle about which one to decide. Duan Ran replied.

Regarding the Chopin International Competition, Duan Ran and Qin Jian signed up last year, but their recommenders are different.

The first round of the competition is in the form of a global DVD audition, and after the contestants pass the registration review, they will send their works to the organizing committee in the form of DVDs in early February.

A jury of Polish musicians will select 160 candidates for the preliminary round, and the finalists will be announced in mid-March.

In the first round of DVD auditions, the repertoire required by the contestants includes four genres: etudes, nocturnes, mazurkas and ballades from the officially designated Chopin portfolio.

The man nodded his head to indicate that he understood, and said with a smile: "Prepare well, but don't put too much pressure on yourself." ”

The father and daughter sat for a while, and Duan Ran went back to the room.

After Duan Ran got up, Duan Xuan looked at his father, and then kept up with Duan Ran's pace without looking back.

The man looked at this scene, and his heart was full of helplessness.

Duan Ran did not refuse his little sister to come to his bedroom.

She practiced the piano, and Duan Xuan sat aside and watched obediently.

After a while, Duan Ran didn't know what he had in mind, and then cut from the torrent to the swan of Saint-Saëns.

Fierce notes flow to soft melodies.

It only took a moment for the atmosphere in the bedroom to soften.

The dreamlike melody is pure like a girl's dream, woven by Duan Ran's white ten fingers.

Slowly, Duan Xuan walked to the piano.

The little girl listened obsessively.

After the song, Duan Xuan said with some excitement: "I've been practicing this song recently!" She seemed to have found a common topic with her sister.

Duan Ran smiled, "Do you need an accompaniment?"

Duan Xuan's eyes widened suddenly, his eyes were full of incredulity, but then his expression darkened, and he said a little depressed: "But I haven't practiced yet..."

Duan Ran subconsciously touched Duan Xuan's head, "I'm not proficient in playing either, go and bring the piano to my room." ”

Duan Xuan nodded vigorously: "Hmm!" said and turned around and trotted out of the room.

The man in the living room didn't know what was going on, he only saw his younger daughter walking into the eldest daughter's bedroom with a bulky cello in her arms.

It wasn't long before a lyrical piano prelude came from the bedroom, followed by a soft cello joining the music.

Lena also heard the sound of the ensemble, she put down what she was doing, and walked softly to the bedroom door.

The man smiled.

Turning his gaze to a picture frame on the wall of the living room.

The man in the photo is still not blessed, he is wearing a delicate dress, holding a cello in one hand and a bow in the other, and his deep eyes are looking into the distance.

There is a line of small print below the photo.

'Photographed at the Konzerthaus in Frankfurt'

'Performer, Duan Hong'

...

9:40 a.m. Paris time.

Someone in Moscow is still dreaming.

The saliva at the corners of his mouth had dried up.

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