The ICE bullet train, which represents the forefront of the new technology of high-speed rail bullet trains, gallops passionately on the dilapidated railway tracks at a speed of 120 kilometers per hour.

Even though the distance from Berlin to Essen is only a few hundred kilometres, it still takes three or four hours to reach the edge of the Ruhr area.

In addition, because of the train scheduling in front of them, ICE stopped directly in the middle of the road and couldn't move, which made the expressions of the three people sitting in the first-class ICE car not particularly comfortable.

Obviously, Germany has the world's most advanced high-speed rail bullet train technology, but because the government has no money, Siemens has not upgraded their ICE bullet trains.

At the same time, coupled with the fact that there are so many trains, wagons, and high-speed trains running on the German railways, all of which share the same line, the extremely difficult transportation caused by these vehicles, and the fact that the vehicles cannot be increased due to the lack of money to replace the old railways.

All these reasons made their ICE bullet train strike not far from Duisburg in the Ruhr area, and lay on its stomach halfway.

"So...... This is your German ICE? ”

Zhao Chengzhen, who was wearing a windbreaker and was not too hot, looked at Fu Tiao's expression and asked with an extremely strange expression: "To be honest, when I went from Paris to Berlin, I also took your German ICE, but why does it feel like two completely different trains?" ”

"I don't know, don't ask me ......" Fu Tiao looked at the completely stagnant train and felt a little headache, so he could only rub his head and sighed: "I only know that DB (deutsch bahn, German train company) is notoriously late, and I don't know anything else." ”

"I can understand what to do, but the problem is ......"

Zhao Chengzhen got up and looked at the bicycle that easily overtook them in the distance, full of doubts.

"The question is, how can your bullet train still lie on its stomach? Are you really sure this is a bullet train? ”

"Germany! Very normal! ”

Hamelin, who was sitting next to Fu Tiao and Zhao Chengzhen, smiled and took a bite of a grape from his object's hand, and then turned his head to look at the two who were looking out the window boredly, and couldn't help but smile and poke the glass.

"After all, precise German craftsmanship! Lying down not far from the station is also a skill! ”

"Probably because there is still a car in front of you that is stuck there and can't move, and there may be some problems in the front because of scheduling, so that other cars are stuck in the middle of the road again, probably so."

Fu Diao raised his hand and glanced at his phone, and asked at the two of them.

"Then again, what are you two going to play at the Ruhr Piano Festival? I haven't been paying attention to this lately and have spent a lot of time practicing......"

"I'm Debussy, Ravel and some other French music."

It seems that because ICE was lying in place, Cho Sung-jin finally took off his coat and hung it on a hook on the side.

Because it is a first-class seat, the space is more spacious than the second-class, from the original 22 rows to 1,2 rows, Fu Tuo and Zhao Chengzhen sit just in a single seat, and there is plenty of space behind them to hang clothes.

He fanned the wind with his hand, leaned back in his chair, and said helplessly to Fu Tiao.

"I am a representative of the French music school, and I originally told my teacher that I planned to continue to study more in school and not rush out to give concerts, but because my teacher was invited, he couldn't find anyone, so he pulled me over to make up the numbers."

When he talked about his teacher, his expression was a little unnatural.

"My teacher is now a representative of the French school, and he was a little dissatisfied with me because after losing a Chopin International Piano Competition, he suddenly hid and wanted to keep precipitating his own operations, and he wanted to pull me out to participate in music festivals or competitions."

"If you don't want to go to the race! At the very least, you need to make sure that your concert doesn't stop! I need you to prepare a 2-hour concert for me for a month, and you're going to have to give me a concert every month unless you go to a music festival that can give you two months! ”

Zhao Chengzhen raised his hand with an extremely serious expression, pretending to be his teacher's tone and spoke, and then his body collapsed suddenly, looking at Fu Diao and Hamelin helplessly, and sighed.

"I couldn't help it, I was directly pulled over to the festival, and I didn't have time to prepare those big songs, so I randomly found some representative works of the French school, as well as ...... A few Chopins came over for the festival. ”

When talking about Chopin's side, Zhao Chengzhen glanced at Fu Tuo.

It's just that Fu Diao didn't react, but looked at Hamelin on the side and asked him, "What about you?" Hamelin? ”

"Me? I'm going to make it simple......"

Hamelin looked at Fu Diao and Zhao Chengzhen and laughed, rubbed his hands, and pointed to the sheet music on the table and smiled.

"I just won a few championships, I talked to my teacher and my manager a few times, asked me if there were any music festivals or anything like that, struck while the iron was hot, and saw if I could push me a little further, and then I asked about the Ruhr Festival, and after spending a little bit of money, I got into it at the last minute."

Speaking of that little price, he gave his little thumbs up, looked at the two of them and smiled and nodded, and then looked at his object...... Guys.

A disciple of the sect, with a solid background, directly sent Zhao Chengzhen to the Luer Piano Festival to participate in the music festival.

The other is that the pure family has money, which pushes him into it.

Looking at these two people, Fu Diao didn't know what he should say.

However, Hamelin added to Fu Tuo.

"Oh yes, Dior, didn't you just ask me what I'm playing at this festival? I'm still going to play Chopin and let you see how well I've been studying these months! Let me tell you, my teacher complimented me on how much I improved! I feel like you'll be able to surpass your level at the Chopin International Piano Competition, if you don't improve...... Then be careful. ”

"Because...... I've made a lot of progress! ”

After that, Hamelin raised his eyebrows at Fu Tiao, as if he was provoking and joking.

Fu Tiao didn't pay much attention to it when he heard it, but just smiled at him as well.

"So coincidentally, I'm making good progress."

Hamelin's eyes lit up when he heard this, his body leaned forward ten degrees, and he couldn't help but ask curiously when he looked at Fu Tiao.

"So Fu Tune, what is the work you played at this festival?"

"Hmm...... Brahms, Beethoven, and Chopin, right? Fu said to Hamelin.

"Wow, Beethoven, Chopin! Perfect! I love your selection of works! ”

Hamelin got up suddenly, walked in front of Fu Tiao, stretched out his hand and said, "Dior, I bought your ticket, you must not let me down!" ”

"Don't worry, I shouldn't."

Fu Tiao smiled at him and reached out to shake his hand.

Click......

The vehicle moved slowly again, probably because the traffic ahead had finally cleared, and the vehicle had also slid into the predetermined track after a short slide.

"Ahead to the station, Duisburg."

With the staff's indistinct arrival accent, the vehicle finally stopped and the door slowly opened.

The city's main railway station, covered with a green gauze of decoration, appeared in front of everyone.

Zhao Chengzhen lifted his luggage, put on his original coat, and after covering his slightly thin body, he waved his hand at Fu Diao and said with a smile.

"Fu tune, then I'll go down first, and I'll see you at the concert later."

"Goodbye!"

After saying hello to Fu Tiaohamerin, he was the first to get out of the car.

Although the distance between these cities is very close, it takes about ten minutes to travel from one city to another by rail transit.

However, because of the need to practice in advance, everyone chose to live in their own city.

After Hamelin saw Zhao Chengzhen leave, he originally wanted to talk to Fu Tiao about something else.

It's just a pity that he thought about it for a long time and didn't know what he should talk about.

He can't seem to talk about music, he can't talk about hobbies, he doesn't know what Fu Tiao likes at all.

You can't talk to Fu Tiao about how cute his object is, how fierce and powerful he is at night, right?

Looking at Fu Tuo's appearance, there should be an object, but he felt that East Asians didn't seem to like to discuss this kind of thing, so he could only shrug his shoulders at Fu Tuo in the same way, returned to his position, and chatted with his object for a while.

After the vehicles in front were completely evacuated, the high-speed rail could finally move forward again.

Although it can only maintain a speed of 60-80 and slowly move around the old rails, it is much easier to use than the previous one.

It only took five or six minutes to get from Duisburg to Essen next door.

With the slurred sound of announcing the station, Fu Tiao also lifted his clothes, smiled at Hamelin and nodded.

"Then I'll go down first, and I'll see you back at the concert."

"See you at the concert back!"

Hamelin took the two subjects beside him and waved goodbye to Fu Tiao.

They moved on to their next stop, Mülheim.

Fu Tiao, on the other hand, came to the city of Essen alone.

He stood in the main fire in Essen, looking at everything around him, and for a moment he was a little stunned.

Everything is not much different from two months ago, it is still so shabby, full of industrial beauty of gray and black, and there are not many bright colors in sight.

The previous "duel" between Lang Liangyue and Kissin did not have any sense of influence, and even the residents of the city did not feel it.

But......

Is that really a confrontation?

Fu Tiao looked at the place where he and Lang Liangyue had ordered coffee before, and couldn't help but suddenly laugh and slowly shook his head.

At the beginning, Arcade played at full strength, and many people lost the opportunity to compete for the best player of the year.

Kissin is a bit of a harder, and he chooses to do his best to play a piece that can be compared to Arcade.

It's just a pity that in the end, it was still missing a little bit, and his performance was not perfect enough.

And Lang Liangyue seems to be completely open.

After confirming that he couldn't play Arkady, he didn't choose the same strategy as Kisin to play in the ring and compete for the rookie of the year.

Instead, he opted for a normal performance, playing a new record that he was ready to sell.

"Lang Liangyue in Paris"

A record that can't be considered excellent, can only be said to be good, can be listened to, and is okay.

He wasn't good at Chopin in it, but he still tried to interpret it well.

Fu Tiao didn't like this, so he didn't meet Lang Liangyue in the future, but left directly and returned to the school to re-study and research.

Once you've made sure you're at the level you want, you're back on the stage, the Ruhr Festival.

Although the Ruhr Music Festival backstage told himself that it was because of his good Chopin performance, winning the championship at the Chopin International Piano Competition, and his teacher and agent recommended him to enter the festival.

But it is obvious that he was able to enter the Ruhr Music Festival not purely by winning the championship of the Chopin International Piano Competition, but by relying on his teacher and agent.

And this opportunity, for many people, is actually only once.

If you don't play well the first time and the overall level of the festival drops, then it's hard for you to get invited again.

So in fact, for Fu Tune, this is a challenge that only once.

is not only a challenge to himself, but also a challenge to Lang Liangyue.

He wants Lang Liangyue to know what Chopin is and what is called respecting the stage.

And......

Lang Liangyue is not invincible to herself.

Fu Tiao took a deep breath and stepped out again.

After checking in to the hotel, which was still not much different from last time, he walked in the direction of the concert hall with his luggage.

I don't know when Lang Liangyue's avatar has been removed, and I don't know how many different performers have been replaced in the middle.

But now, on the walls of the concert hall in Essen, there will be only one person's head.

That's Fu Tune.

Only Fu Diao's avatar is here.

Pure black, reflecting the light on the background, is a profile photo of Fu Tune, I don't know when it was taken when Fu Tune was playing.

His gaze was long, looking into the distance with an indifferent expression.

The arms are slightly raised, as if to breathe musically.

Although there may be a bit of a boastful element in it, Fu Tiao was attracted to himself at the first glance when he saw his photo.

This photo was taken so well that Fu Tiao couldn't help but touch his face, a little doubtful that he was as handsome as in the photo.

Did that group of people give themselves a photo P?

Fu Tiao couldn't help but think so.

Around his photograph is a ring of red, red-hot magma-like steel, that envelops him.

The city of the Ruhr region is a microcosm, and the white keys of the piano are connected to form the symbol of the Ruhr Festival.

On top of the magma-like red was his personal information.

June 26, 2016.

Concert Hall Essen.

Fu tune.

The three lines of information represent his place at the Ruhr Festival.

He looked around, perhaps because he was in a hurry, and suddenly realized that there was not only this huge picture around the concert hall.

But there were many, many other posters that were also posted around the concert hall, announcing the arrival of Fu Tune to everyone.

Looking at such a scene, Fu Diao was a little stunned for a while.

This is a lot higher than the specifications of the previous European tour.

But soon, Fu Tuo was relieved.

That's right, after all, the Ruhr Piano Festival is also a famous piano festival in the world anyway, no matter what you say, the strength of the people is here, and it would be strange if the scene was not big.

And before that, it was clear that Kissin, Arkady, and Lang Liangyue were in the same scene, and they were no worse than them, so what was there not to be shocked?

Click......

There was a commotion in the house, and a group of staff in black suits walked out with a smile and a smile, skillfully pulled a touch of tobacco from their pockets, licked the cigarette paper in their palms with their tongues, wrapped it with the filter, and skillfully lit it and took a puff.

The expression is extremely pleasant, as if discussing something to communicate.

Fu Diao thought about it, took two steps forward, and was just about to speak, when the staff noticed Fu Diao's route, immediately took two steps forward, raised his hand to stop Fu Diao, and by the way, took out the cigarette butt from his mouth with his other hand, and after snuffing it out with one hand, he regained the elegance of the concert hall staff, and smiled at Fu Diao.

"I'm sorry, sir, the concert hall is not in the music yet, if you have any questions, please contact our staff, if you are going to attend the concert, please come back when the concert starts, thank you for your cooperation."

"No, I'm not here for a concert." Fu Tuo shook his head at the staff.

The staff was stunned.

He glanced at Fu Diao, his brows furrowed slightly.

He always felt that Fu Diao seemed to be a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen Fu Diao, so he couldn't help baring his teeth, took a slight breath, and asked.

"Uh...... So what are you doing here? ”

Unconsciously, when he faced Fu Tuo, he had already used honorifics.

Fu Tiao didn't blame the staff for not recognizing him, but took two steps back, stretched out his hand and pointed at his far-reaching gaze on the side, looking into the distance, and couldn't help but smile.

"No, look at that."

"See that?"

The staff was stunned for a moment, and their eyes followed Fu Diao's hand to the wall of the concert hall, and a huge poster appeared in front of him.

He knew the poster, which he had put up with his colleagues, so he was naturally familiar with it.

When he just wanted to ask Fu Tune what was wrong with this poster, he couldn't help but be stunned.

He found that the face on the poster was very similar to the face of the person in front of him, as if it had been carved out of a touch.

He suddenly thought of something, looked at Fu Tiao with a hint of embarrassment and disbelief, and was about to say something, but Fu Tiao had already smiled at him and said.

"I'm Fu Tune, and I'm here for a concert."

(End of chapter)