Yes, in 1762 Vienna was already the most important musical center in Europe, and music had become an important part of royal life. ”

...

"I heard that Haydn was the musician of a Count's house not far from my residence, and in fact I had long wanted to see this great musician who could only write symphonies. ”

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"But before that, I had just finished an audience with Francis I, and it was a pleasant evening, and when the Emperor asked me to play with only one finger after the banquet, I did without hesitation. ”

"Looking at the Queen's pompous purple wig, I immediately thought of the theme of the music in my mind, and played several tunes cleanly, which was greatly appreciated by all the nobles of the palace. ”

"Although the other court musicians were laughing in unison, I saw in their eyes the playfulness, and their eyes seemed to say, 'Look, this hillbilly from Salzburg is juggling,' but I took this as a chic identification, and it seemed to me that their performance was like a fart I had put on last night, like their work, full of strange smells. ”

"But then I was approached privately by a court composer, who was very appreciative of my music, and I felt sincerity in his pious attitude, and his name was Saarilie, remember. ”

"Sorry, I may have digressed, let's go back to Haydn. ”

Reading this, Qin Jian's brows suddenly furrowed, and he was more interested in the character of Saarilie mentioned by Mozart in this chapter than the placement of the old man Haydn

A great composer who was full of all kinds of controversies in later generations.

A key figure in the development of opera in the late eighteenth century, Sarrilie was not only a prolific composer in Vienna, but also an excellent teacher, and he was famous all over the world, Beethoven, Liszt, Schubert, and even Mozart's only son among his students.

However, after his death, his work was rarely mentioned again.

Rather, he was forced to be tied to Mozart's death as if he had been abandoned by the Lord.

Rumors have been circulating for centuries.

"Amadeus's last wish. ”

Qin Jian muttered and kept walking around the small room, as if he wanted to think about the key to some problems, and this kind of thinking had nothing to do with music.

The storybox, which cost 10,000 Cult Points, now seems to be more than just an autobiographical description.

Turning off the panel, Qin Jian felt a heavy feeling of returning from the dust of history.

"Austria, Vienna, Salzburg, court composer, purple wig of the Empress, gorgeous creations done with one hand. ”

This scene seems to be played over and over again under the melody of K545, in the palatial palace, the ministers and court musicians surround the emperor, the maids pushing the dining cart, and the gardeners in the garden, as if they are attracted by the man sitting in front of the piano, and they are curious about what kind of music he is playing.

"Dadada... Dida Didi Da..."

Qin Jian hummed involuntarily, his fingers kept swinging, and the throbbing in his heart became stronger and stronger.

At a certain moment, Qin Jian seemed to have found something in his heart.

Not wanting to miss a minute, he hurriedly flipped through the box.

"Found it!"

Then he pushed the door open, leaving behind him a mess of clothes and household items thrown all over the bed, like Mozart's scruffy couch at Casa Figaro.

Under Duan Ran's confused gaze, he came to a piano and sat down, and opened the score in his hand to the music shelf.

A moment later.

The piano creaked out.

“k545？”

Listening to the simple and somewhat childish melody in his ears, Duan Ran's gaze moved to Qin Jian's face again.

"Huh?"

The girl was even more confused at this moment, was this the person who sat next to her two hours ago?

The exaggerated chest is raised and the funny expression is more like performing comedy, and the left hand beating on the piano is unusual.

"What's wrong with him?"

As the girl wondered, she gradually found that the music in her ears didn't seem to sound so strange, and there was a special feeling vaguely, naughty with a pure sense of improvisation.

After a long time.

Duan Ran looked at Qin Jian and smiled, turned to look at his score, and started practicing again from where he had been interrupted

"Probably every genius has a neurotic side. ”

The afternoon sun shone on every corner of the room, and two distinct melodies wafted over the hall.

The young men and women in front of the piano are each working towards this goal.

Practicing the piano can also be poetic, just like that.

.......

21:30。

Outside the window, it was completely dark, and only a piano melody remained in the hall.

Qin Jian, who had already finished practicing, did not disturb Duan Ran, who was still in the state of practice, he leaned against the window with a bottle of mineral water and listened quietly.

He didn't know who the piece was, and it looked like Liszt's from the frequent maddening octave jumps, but the gorgeous interlude had a strong Chopin color, and even continued to be associated, and the impression of stillness at the end of the piece was very much like that of Debussy.

"What's the name of this song?" Qin Jian asked curiously as the music ended.

"Norma's memories. ”

Duan Ran looked at Qin Jian, "Liszt." ”

"It was a good play, I thought it was Chopin's mazurka. Qin Jian said seriously.

"Are you praising or hurting people?"

"Of course it's a compliment, and the first time I noticed you like to bite your lip when you play the piano. ”

Duan Ran got up and smiled lightly, sorting out his score, "When I was a child, I didn't like to play the piano, I was trained by my father every day, at that time, I wanted to cry when I sat in front of the piano for an extra minute, and then once my father said that if you cry again, you will have to practice for an extra hour today, so in order to practice for one hour less every day, I really can't sit still, so I bite my mouth and hold on to the end, and then later, I get used to it." ”

"Then your father must be very relieved now. ”

Duan Ran hesitated for a moment, then smiled lightly: "Maybe." ”

After packing up the score, Duan Ran covered the piano lid and looked at Qin Jian, "I'm going to eat, what about you, do you want to go together, I bought a lot of instant noodles yesterday." ”

Qin Jian looked at the time, "Let's go, let's go out to eat, celebrate, no matter what, K521 can be regarded as passing." ”

"That. ”

"You're welcome. Duan Ran said and turned around and walked towards the room, "Wait for me to change my clothes." ”

Qin Jian: ...

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"What do you want to eat?"

"I want to eat spicy. ”

"Spicy?

"Rice noodles, when I was a child, I liked to eat my mother's rice noodles the most. ”

"Aren't you from the north?"

"Who told you I'm a northerner. ”

"By the way, you said that, why didn't you choose a unit for Huayun Competition?"

"I won't tell you. ”

At night, young men and women keep a proper distance on the streets.