"Well, we briefly talked about Mozart," Qin Jian replied, "basically he was asking me questions."

Qin Jian gave Duan Ran an overview of the chat conversation.

Duan Ran nodded after hearing this and thought for a moment.

"I have consulted Mr. Rigel before, and he told me that Sayevi is not as rigid as traditional European academic conductors. He is better at controlling the stage atmosphere created by his works. This seems to be somewhat contrary to yours.

Feel."

"Going in the opposite direction?" Qin Jian thought for a while, but couldn't figure out what Duan Ran meant. "How to say it?"

"Qin Jian, have you ever paid close attention to the Mozart you played?" Duan Ran asked.

Qin Jian frowned: "Which piece are you referring to?"

Duan Ran pursed his lips, shook his head and said softly, "I'm not talking about any piece of music, just Mozart. I remember the first time I heard you play Mozart alone was at the Coffee Table Piano Hall."

As she spoke, she raised her legs and hugged her knees and looked at the ceiling, "That was the first day of training before we were going to Tokyo. Do you still remember that day?"

"That was the first time we worked together."

"Yes, you hit me hard during the first ensemble," Duan Ran couldn't help but smile as he recalled the violent collision of his two hands in the air, "Actually, I was very unwell that day, but look at you

I was in such high spirits that I practiced with you until the early hours of the morning."

"Uh... I'm sorry, I didn't know at the time, I just felt that the remaining time..."

"I know," Duan Ran interrupted Qin Jian with a smile, "there is not much time left before the game, we must hurry up, I understand."

Sighing, she continued: "I always thought that I was already a very hard-working person, until I met you. That night when I returned to the room, I heard the sound of the piano continuing to play outside the door."

"You're playing Mozart K279."

"I was sitting on the bed across the door and listening to your performance. At that moment, there was something different about me."

"Because in my opinion, a person's playing style can be changeable, but his expression has traces. Before that, my impression was that your performance was like the Rhapsody on a Theme of Paganini, full of richness.

personal traces.”

"But when I heard your Mozart, I was surprised. Your melody is so intimate, and what flows from your fingertips is a kind of sensitive elegance, calm and natural, completely unlike you."

"No, not to mention that it alleviated some of the pain caused by my body. I fell asleep listening to your Mozart that night."

"That was the first time I heard you play Mozart. I thought your Mozart was like this. But when you arrived at the Tokyo finals, your Mozart changed. The passion and virtuosity in your bones came back to you.

, now when I think back to the third movement, I still feel a shuddering feeling."

"And on the final day in Vienna, your Mozart changed again. K491 was no longer irritable. On the stage of the Golden Hall, the impure sound of the piano was like a holy mass. At a certain moment, I even felt a kind of

The feeling of an angel descending on the stage.”

"These changes."

Having said this, Duan Ran stopped and looked at Qin Jian.
Chapter completed!