The next morning, it was sunny outside the window.

The windows were filled with sunlight.

When Qin Jian woke up from the bed, it was already 10:34.

He put down his phone and got up to snort, turned his head to look at the little fat man who was still sleeping under the quilt, and then raised his hand and pushed it up.

He pushed hard, back and forth.

"Get up, get up. “

Duan Ran didn't react.

He continued to push.

"It's almost 11 o'clock, get up and get up. ”

Duan Ran snorted in a daze, then turned over, this time even his head got into the bed.

"Okay—"

Moment.

Qin Jian grabbed the corner of the quilt and clenched it tightly.

In the next second, he pulled violently, and in an instant, the little fat segment wrapped under the pajamas was exposed.

Duan Ran was angry at this moment, and he didn't know what to mumble in his mouth, and then curled up in a ball vigorously, as if he wanted to continue sleeping.

Still, her fluttering eyelashes betrayed the fact that she was awake.

Seeing this, Qin Jian was happy, and he didn't pay attention to the other party, and got out of bed by himself.

He went to the bathroom to wash up, and when he returned to the bedside, Duan Ran still maintained the posture just now, motionless.

"Okay, okay, get up quickly, get up and clean up, we have to leave early, we can't let your dad wait for us, right?"

When Duan Ran heard this, she finally opened her eyes reluctantly, looking at the warm smiling face in front of her, she wanted to get up and ask for a hug, but when she thought of the cool feeling of the quilt being taken away just now, she suddenly felt that this smile was very hateful.

"Alright, listen to me—ah!!"

Qin Jian just tried to do something with his deep magnetic voice, but Duan Ran bit down on his left arm.

So his voice had to be high-pitched.

After taking a bite, Duan Ran sat up cross-legged as if nothing had happened, "What are you going to say?"

"Get up!"

Qin Jian looked vicious, but Duan Ran was not afraid at all.

She straightened up and stretched, a comfortable moan coming out of her throat.

The long, outstretched arms seemed to encircle all the sunlight in the room.

"Obey~"

...

After yesterday morning's intense game, the two watched the last group of games in the afternoon, and after watching the game, the two decided to go out and have a good turn, regardless of the result, the first round of the game has ended, it's time to relax.

As a result, after eating and playing, I returned to the hotel at more than eleven o'clock.

To be reasonable, Duan Ran should be very tired after a busy day, but after going to bed, she asked Qin Jian to accompany her to watch the drama.

Qin Jian thinks about it, just watch it, and see that he will sleep.

But he wondered, Duan Ran wants to watch The Walking Dead, can this kind of film urge the distress code?

He really doesn't understand how Duan Ran likes to watch this kind of drama, but he is not disgusted with dramas with this kind of theme, and he can accept it.

It's just a girl who is usually cold outside, but in private she is keen to watch this kind of bloody and violent scenes...

Okay, too.

As a result, the two of them stayed until more than three o'clock in the morning, and finally under his compulsion, the two put down the computer and went to sleep.

Last night, Duan Hong called the two of them to have a meal together at noon today, although there was Bergen's meal as a premise, the two men could be regarded as having contact and understanding, and the other party only said to have a light meal on the phone.

But as Qin Jian, he still has to take it seriously, at least in terms of form, he still has to pay attention, and he still has Duan Ran with him today.

Half an hour later, after Duan Ran cleaned up and came out of the bathroom, the two left the room.

...

Today is a rare day holiday for every player, and the players can be seen everywhere near the hotel.

As soon as the two of them left the hotel, they met a Russian guy with arrogant cheekbones, and Ivanov was carrying an oversized convenience bag.

When Ivanov saw Qin Jian, he was excited as if he had seen his idol, he greeted Qin Jian in English, and by the way, he also greeted Duan who was in the same group as him.

Facing the enthusiastic Ivanov, Qin Jian also smiled and said 'hi'.

A vignette of going out.

After a few days of competition, some personal socialization was established between the players of different nationalities.

To some extent, many of them have overlapping life experiences.

Maybe Qin Jian is the Ivanov of the Huaguo Academy, Ivanov is the Ricky of the St. Petersburg Conservatory, and Ricky is the Qin Jian of Juilliard.

They only need to open up the conversation at the right time to talk about a whole lunch.

Qin Jian was waiting for Duan Ran backstage yesterday when he encountered Ivanov's active accosting, and Ivanov had just come down from the stage and was interviewed by the Russian media.

Ivanov quickly established communication with Qin Jian with only a few simple English words and Chopin's work number.

Two young men with very poor English just chatted like that, which has to say another great thing about the musical language.

In this way, Qin Jian's Xiao Sai trip has another foreign friend, a Slavic friend who looks upright.

Separated from Ivanov, the two went straight to the agreed hotel.

...

During the rest period of the contestants, the judges are not allowed to take a moment to relax.

They were now meeting at the Chopin Institute, a few kilometers away from the Bulg Hotel, to discuss something.

...

11:45。

Chopin Institute, conference room on the second floor.

The room was slightly dark, and there was a lot of discussion.

The conference room is a square structure, and although it is a pure wooden room, it smells of printing ink at the moment

In the middle of the room is a large round table made of old spruce wood, and 17 judges sit around the table, with different expressions.

There are also two notaries sitting at the very bottom of the round table, who do not participate in the discussion and are only responsible for supervising the process.

Branhano sits on the projector on the east wall, which shows a table of the tickets won by the first round of the Chopin Competition.

The data sheets were collected by the notary public from the portfolios submitted by the 17 judges at the end of each group of competitions.

This data sheet is probably difficult for others to understand for a while.

[It is recommended to look a little slower here, the promotion rules of the game are a bit complicated, and the promotion of the first three rounds mainly depends on the number of YES obtained]

The table has only two columns.

The top grid of the first column reads 'Rank', and the top of the second column says 'Yes'.

Continue on.

The first five lines under 'Rank' have a black Arabic numeral '1'.

The first five lines under 'Yes' also have a black Arabic numeral '17'.

As follows.

'Rank|Yes’

1.‘1|17’

2.‘1|17’

3.‘1|17’

4.‘1|17’

5.‘1|17’

The implication is that there were five contestants who received the first number of votes in this theory, and they received unanimous votes from all the judges in the first round of the competition, and all 17 votes were passed.

It should be noted here that at this time, the 17 judges did not know who the last names of the five contestants were and which country they came from.

Maybe they would have communicated privately, but none of the judges were stupid enough to take the initiative to communicate with the other sixteen judges about a particular contestant.

As a judge of the Chopin Competition, his identity is actually particularly sensitive at this stage.