Paul, can you tell me more about it?"

Qin Jian and Paul came to the side.

"What do you mean, if it's the piano itself, I think you know it better than I do. Paul replied.

Qin Jian pondered for a moment, "Just now you said that there are only three of these pianos in the world, right?"

"To be exact, there are only two left in the world, and in '06 there was a fire at the Pelov plant. "You know, so now there are only two left, one here and one at Carnegie Hall." ”

Qin Jian also nodded regretfully, "Paul, are all the pianos here bought by DG Company?"

"Most of the pianos here are in the company's collection, and a small number are donated by businessmen or famous pianists. ”

"Is the piano here for sale?" Qin Jian asked the question in his heart.

Paul's expression was as if he had heard a funny joke, "Mr. Qin Jian, you must know that not every pianist can come to this hall. ”

"At least I've never seen a pianist who can take a piano with him from here after the recording. ”

Qin Jian nodded, "Sorry, it's abrupt." ”

"You're welcome, it's just a small question. Paul said, and couldn't help but cross Duan Ran's direction, his eyes thoughtful.

Moment.

However, as far as I know, Kolsowski took a red mahogany from here that year, but for this purpose he recorded five CDs of Chopin's complete works for the company. ”

Corso.

This famous Qin Jian naturally knows that the old man who is called the modern Chopin by the Nordic piano industry has never married in his life, and he has been accompanied by the piano, creating the myth of Chopin's piano record sales.

It's just that he didn't know that there was such a thing behind this.

"A small suggestion. Paul laughed.

Qin Jian nodded again in thanks.

Paul left, and Qin Jian sat down in front of the Steinway that he had played yesterday.

He did have some ideas, and he could see that Duan Ran really liked the piano.

You don't have to think about the one in Carnegie Hall, you can only use your brain from the DG side.

"It's just a little tricky. ”

With a light sigh, Qin Jian retracted his thoughts.

Attention returned to the present.

Raise your hand and drop your fingers, Mozart's K271 Concerto rises.

In the hall, in addition to Duan Ran's impressionist style of Chopin, Mozart's passion and fanaticism also joined.

The two voices have their own characteristics, and it is difficult to distinguish between them for a while.

Qin Jian was looking at his own playing ideas while thinking back to Duan Ran's words last night.

Duan Ran's words last night touched him a lot, in addition to the sentence 'I really miss you', there is also a sentence 'Didn't you notice it yourself.' ’

After Duan Ran's unintentional point, Qin Jian seemed to realize something.

After two hours of exploration, after thinking about the comparison repeatedly, he found that the problem was not big.

It's just that there's been a bit of a shift in mindset about something.

Once upon a time it was 'I'm eating melons.' ’

Now it's 'I know I'm eating melons, I see I'm eating melons'

Qin Jian realized this, and he made some new discoveries.

If the Mozart he played before was like floating on the top of an iceberg on a horizontal plane, he now discovered that the faint, much larger part was actually hidden beneath the water.

It's just that he can't see the whole picture of it all yet.

He saw the birth of Mozart, his childhood, his glory days in Vienna, and the wedding of Figaro, which he created in his depression.

But that's not enough, maybe by seeing Mozart in full, he can touch the iceberg.

Amadeus's last wishes remain the key.

Thinking of this, Qin Jian didn't have that sense of fear of being dominated.

Immerse yourself in this new Mozart experience.

It is as if you can see the silky slow melody of the second movement, like a school of fish swimming across the sea level without a single ripple.

Qin Jian imagined a soothing string accompaniment in his mind, and his subordinates became softer and gentler, and he unconsciously closed his eyes.

Mozart's piano world is clearly visible in front of your eyes.

Four hours went by in a flash.

...

When his fingers stopped, he opened his eyes again.

In the afterglow of dusk, Duan Ran didn't know when he had come to the piano.

She was holding her cheeks with both hands, looking at Qin Jian intently and smiling.

"It's beautiful. ”

Duan Ran got up and handed over a clean handkerchief, and said softly, "I want to know what you were thinking about when you played K466 just now." ”

Qin Jian took the handkerchief, "The creation of K466 was completed in 1785, which happened to be the stage of the completion of "The Marriage of Figaro". ”

Wiping the sweat from his palms, "This was the peak of Mozart's writing, and he hadn't written a symphony for two years, which gave rise to the official saying that 'he wrote this concerto as a symphony'." ”

As a result, when modern people play this work, they only pay attention to its grandeur and scale, and the intensity of the drama, and often ignore the fact that Mozart was at the bottom of his career when he wrote this work. ”

"So we need to add a little melancholy to it, and the key point is the control of the touch angle and the wrist strength when the long sentence is moving, which can dilute the 'Beethovenian majesty' in the musical mood to a certain extent, so as to become a Mozartian delicate whisper. ”

Duan Ran nodded thoughtfully, and then said with a smile, "Who told you all this?"

"Hmm-"

Qin Jian hummed, folded the handkerchief and handed it back to Duan Ran, and smiled mysteriously: "This is what Mozart told me personally." ”

"It's a lie again. ”

"This time it's real. ”

"Well, I believe you. Duan Ran didn't take back the handkerchief, "I gave it to you, it should be the tuition fee for this class." ”

"Then you're welcome, to be honest, it feels really good. Qin Jian said and put the handkerchief in his pocket.

At this moment, Duan Ran's phone rang suddenly.

"It's Mr. Potter. ”

"You pick up. ”

...

"Mr. Potter. ”

"Oh, dear Duan, help me ask if Jian's phone fell into the toilet?"

Duan Ran covered his mouth, and Qin Jian hurriedly took the phone, "Uncle, my phone is charging in the hotel, you say." ”

"We need to talk face-to-face about your contract to record CDs, do you have time now?"

"There is time, where we will meet. ”

"Ten minutes later at the door of the hotel, please bring your dear paragraph. ”

“... Okay, sir. ”

...

"Let's go?"

Qin Jian imitated Old Porter's rough tone and said roughly, "Dear Duan." ”

"Haha, you. ”

Duan Ran smiled and picked up the backpack, hugged Qin Jian's arm, and raised his head in the tone of Old Potter: "Okay, Jian." ”

Laughing all the way, the two left.

Today, Qin Jian's harvest was great, breaking through a layer of psychological barrier that he had never been aware of.

He is more full of expectations and confidence for this recording and even for Mozart's future in Amadeus's last wishes.

"Duan Ran. ”

"Huh?"

Under the slanting sun, old Porter at the door of the hotel grinned at the two and waved his hand.

"Thank you. ”

“... Why are you so serious? ”