pianist from the sea

Chapter 79 The Second Blitz in Poland

September.

Huaguo·Haicheng Jiangdong International Airport.

Fu Tiao stood alone at the terminal building with his luggage, looking at the sign of the airport above his head, holding his mobile phone and slowly searching for the place he should go.

He was the only one here, and no one came to see him off.

A few people he knew in school, such as He Shen, who has now taken a plane to the beautiful country, may have settled down in the beautiful country by now.

As for his roommates, although school has started now, after they entered their sophomore year, their courses became more busy, and they also had less time to see Fu Diao off.

Except... one person.

The two stood at the T2 terminal of Jiangdong International Airport at the same time. Bu Liao dragged a huge suitcase and stood beside He Shen, looking at his phone, also slightly confused.

"So... where is my plane? Did I go to the wrong terminal?"

With his mind full of question marks, he followed Fu Tiao to the domestic terminal when he suddenly realized that he had come to the wrong place.

Because He Shen was changing planes, he had to fly to the capital of Beizhou first, and from the capital to Warsaw Chopin International Airport.

And he doesn't need to turn around.

"Indeed, if you guessed right, you did get the wrong terminal."

Fu Tiao raised his head and looked at Bu Le, who was nearly two meters away, and said in a daze.

"Where are you going? Why did you come to Jiangdong International Airport with me?"

"This... didn't I tell you before? I'm going to the beautiful country!"

"Tell me? Tell me what? Are you going to the beautiful country?"

"That's right! I've got the exchange qualification arranged by the school. The school starts in October. Of course I'm going to Jiangdong International Airport!"

Bu Liao replied as a matter of course, he looked at Fu Tiao and couldn't help but feel a little puzzled: "I remember that after I got this qualification, I yelled several times in the bedroom, and I even invited you to barbecue, you forgot? "

"Barbecue? I remember barbecue..." Fu Tiao hesitated as he spoke.

He remembered that day.

It seemed that they bought a barbecue that day and returned to the dormitory. They even made a special pot for cooking hot pot, as if to celebrate something.

But Fu Tiao was reading the music score at the time, and Chopin, who was full of thoughts, didn't pay attention for a while, and even forgot what he ate.

I just remember that after I ate a lot that day, my stomach felt uncomfortable the next day, and I had a long stretch.

Fu Tiao said awkwardly: "I only remember the toilet cubicle in school now. As for what you said that day, I forgot."

"Forget?" Looking at Fu Tiao, Bu Liao couldn't help feeling a little helpless, so he could only repeat to Fu Tiao: "Okay, then let me tell you again, that is, I have obtained the exchange qualification of the school and I want to go to the beautiful country of Manhattan study at the Conservatory of Music."

"Manhattan School of Music?"

"That's right, it's the Manhattan School of Music. I've said it several times, why can't you remember?"

Seeing the more and more helpless Bu, Fu Tiao remembered something, and immediately said: "It's not that I can't remember, the main reason is the name... I seem to have heard it before."

"Have you heard? You heard what I said in the dormitory before?"

"No, no..." Fu Tiao groped his chin, and after thinking for a long time, he hesitated and said, "I seem to have heard He Shen say this."

"He Shen? Well... the teacher in our school who resigned this year? The one in the piano department?"

"Yes, that's him." Fu Diao nodded very seriously, then looked at Bu with doubts, and asked in puzzlement, "Aren't you a singer? How do you know He Shen?"

Bu Liao immediately gave him a blank look: "Nonsense, who doesn't know He Shen? The top five Chopin players in Huaguo, you can even say that he is the top three. There are not many people in our school. He knew He Shen at the time. When Shen resigned, everyone in the school was shocked, especially those who studied with He Shen. They were all dumbfounded. They never thought that He Shen would resign? But by the way...you seem to be He Shen's student too ? Do you know a little bit of the inside story?"

"The inside story?" Fu Tiao thought for a while, then nodded slowly: "Well, I probably know a little bit."

"Huh? Really? Tell me about it!" Bu Liao was extremely excited for a moment, and his huge hands directly covered Fu Tiao's shoulders.

Even though Fu Diao is 1.8 meters tall, beside Bu Lie, he still looks like a child.

Looking at the huge Bu Le, Fu Tiao sighed.

"Actually, it's nothing. It's just that there is no hope of promotion. A bunch of people stuck around Mr. He's neck. Mr. He felt that staying in school was not particularly comfortable, and then ran away."

"This... that's it? He just ran away like this?"

For a while I didn't know what to say.

It sounds a bit outrageous, but He Shen seems to be the kind of person who really likes freedom.

Therefore, it is completely hard to say why He Shen left.

The two stood in the airport and looked at each other speechlessly. After thinking about it for a while, they could only helplessly spread their hands.

"Well, this really looks like He Shen's style. When I go back to the Manhattan School of Music, I will say hello to Teacher He for you."

"Okay, then please."

He Shen nodded.

At this time, he also found the information of his flight, and prepared to walk towards the check-in gate.

"Okay, I've found my flight, so hurry up and find yours, don't miss the flight."

"It's okay. My plane is not in a hurry. My plane is still five or six hours away. I came a few hours early mainly because I was afraid of being late. After all, the plane waits for no one."

Bu Liao waved at Fu Tiao.

"Then Fu Diao, see you later, if you will be able to go to the beautiful country in the future."

"Well, see you later, if you will go."

Bu Liao pushed the suitcase, left the terminal again, and prepared to walk towards the T3 terminal.

Fu Tiao just stood there watching Bu Liao go away from him, and sighed.

At this point, he once again fell into the situation where he had just come to this world.

There was no one around him again, only himself.

Life may be like this, no one can accompany you to the end, all roads can only be walked by yourself.

This is the case in this life, and it seems to be the same in the previous life.

It's just that in his previous life, he drew a land for himself as a prison, and he was greedy for a sense of security and dared not go to that land.

Now, because he was forced onto the land and there was no big ship behind him, he could only forcefully overcome his inner fear and gradually get used to this continent.

He Shen shook his head, walked towards the check-in position, and put his luggage on the shelf.

"Take out the electronic devices with lithium batteries for lighters and power banks, do you have any?"

"No."

"Are you sure you are not?"

"Confirm no."

"Okay, please wait a moment..."

"Okay, thank you."

He doesn't smoke, he rarely uses his mobile phone, and those electronic devices with lithium batteries...he doesn't seem to have any of them.

There are only some old godfathers in his suitcase, clothes, and music scores, but nothing else.

After the suitcase completely disappeared from his sight, a few seconds later, the staff put a luggage label on Fu Tiao's itinerary card and returned it to Fu Tiao.

"Well, I wish you a pleasant journey."

"Thank you."

Fu Tiao took back the luggage card, walked through the security check, and entered the interior of Jiangdong International Airport completely.

Huge floor-to-ceiling windows stood in front of him, and outside the window, countless white giants quietly stuck to the gray-black pipes, waiting for the guests.

aircraft.

Something that Fu Diao had never seen at sea before.

He has seen cars, so he is not particularly curious about cars, even the newer cars are the same, they are all things with four wheels.

However, he never saw the plane.

Especially this huge plane that can carry hundreds of tourists.

If it was a fighter jet, he seemed to have seen it in the roiling deep clouds at sea, but that plane was completely different from the current plane.

One focuses more on flexibility, while the other focuses more on passenger capacity and safety.

Following the boarding pass and the guidance of countless big screens, Fu Diao came to his plane and sat there waiting.

Not long after waiting, Fu Tiao followed the flow of people into the plane, sat down in his seat obediently, fastened his seat belt, and sat in a dignified manner.

Ka... The plane vibrated and taxied slowly. Fu Tiao's hand couldn't help tightening. Seeing that it hadn't taken off, he slowly let go.

Fortunately, he sat near the window and could see out of the window.

"Ding... Ladies and gentlemen, the plane has rolled out and is taxiing. Please fasten your seat belts, put away the tray table, straighten the back of the seat, open the sunshade, and turn off the electronic equipment..."

Fu Tiao was taken aback when the fuselage broadcast sounded, and then quickly checked.

The previous experience on the ship let him know that although these words may be standard words that have been said countless times, each of them must be useful.

Therefore, Fu Diao became more nervous.

This tense moment continued until the plane taxied to a stop. The sound of the turbines on both sides of the plane became extremely loud. Looking out from the window, the wings seemed to be trembling.

hum!
Before Fu Tiao could react, a strong thrust came from Fu Tiao's body, pressing him firmly on the seat.

The scenery outside the window flashed quickly, and finally the feet felt light, and the nose of the plane also tilted upward.

The plane is officially taking off.

Everything outside the window gradually became smaller and smaller, and was finally covered by clouds.

Fu Tiao looked at the empty world outside the window, and his originally tense and stiff body couldn't help but slow down a little bit.

If you look at it from this direction, there doesn't seem to be a big difference between this plane and the boat he stayed on before.

It's just that one is sailing on the sea, and the other is sailing on the sea of ​​clouds.

It seems that the survival rate of sea voyages is a little higher, but in fact, both accidents are similar.

It's just that one was drowned in the sea, and the other fell directly from the sky...

Thinking of this place, Fu Tiao quickly shook his head and spat lightly.

He didn't know what he was thinking, but he was actually thinking about the scene of the ship being destroyed and people dying on someone else's boat.

but……

Fu Tiao looked out the window and sighed softly.

However, it is really uncomfortable to entrust all of one's wealth and life on the captain, and basically have no room for one's own choice.

The scenery outside the window has not changed at all, almost the same blue sky and clouds.

Fu Tiao just stared blankly at everything outside the window, recalling everything on the boat, couldn't help but feel tired for a while, and fell asleep slowly.

This time, he fell asleep directly in the capital of Beizhou.

Fu Tiao walked out of the cabin a little tiredly, followed the guidance to another boarding gate from Beijing International Airport to Warsaw Chopin International Airport, and stood still.

It's the same process again.

But this time he got used to it a lot.

But this time, because it was an international flight, the plane seemed to fly higher, and the sea of ​​clouds was farther under his feet.

The flight of the plane was not particularly smooth, and he could always feel the vibration of the machinery under his feet.

Although he has adapted a lot, he is not used to it, and he is still not used to it. He always thinks of some bad things.

This seems to be a common problem encountered by many people who fly for the first time.

Obviously, the accident rate of airplanes is less than one in a million, especially compared with other means of transportation.

Such as bus, railway and so on.

I don't know how many times safer than those vehicles.

Even if the plane had a flight accident, the death rate was very low, and the captain could even rely on his own control of the plane to force the plane to be rescued.

But many people are still worried.

On the contrary, the car that everyone is most assured of has the highest accident rate among all means of transportation. Even comparing the death rate/mileage, the death rate of a car is [-] times that of an airplane.

But because the feet can't touch the ground and they can't control their lives, many people still dare not fly.

Of course, many people say that the main reason why they don’t fly is because of the high price. In fact, the price of the plane is not particularly expensive because of the domestic subsidy in Huaguo.

For example, the air ticket to Jiangzhou Ningcheng from a certain place in Jiangzhou is only 60rmb, plus 50 infrastructure fuel is only 110, while the railway needs 90, and the bus 110.

Some people say that the airport is far from the city center. If a small place flies to a small place, the airport is built directly near the city center, and it takes 10 minutes to drive from the city center.

Airplanes may be a more convenient and efficient means of transportation.

Fu Tiao looked at everything outside the window, all kinds of strange thoughts flashed through his head, and he became extremely tired unconsciously.

I don't know because of fear, or nervousness, or even worry or expectation.

Fu Tiao didn't know what he was thinking.

He fell asleep again like this.

The plane flies extremely smoothly, and people don't feel the bumps.

The scenes in the sky are the same, which makes people drowsy.

Fu Tiao felt like he had a dream, in which he was still on that big ship.

The people on board were still the same, not only the band members I met later, but also... old Danny.

Old Danny was still shirtless and drinking wine, shoveling coal in the bilge under the boat, and shouting happily when he saw everyone.

The doctor whose name was so long that he hadn't pronounced it correctly for decades was looking at the secretary in that place, constantly correcting other people's names for him.

The group of people in the kitchen were happily making cakes, watching Fu Tiao quietly take a plate away without making a sound, even helping him to cover up his traces, so that what he did would not be discovered by the captain.

At night, turn on the grand piano fixed on the floor, and let your own music sway with the sea, making the music more casual.

In his dream, he was lying in the smelly, rickety crew quarters, surrounded by extremely loud noises.

The people on board were discussing horse betting, alcohol, and women.

It was extremely vulgar and violent, but all of this didn't make Fu Tiao dislike communicating with him, but he lay on the hammock with great interest, watching the group of people fight and gamble.

It all gave him a sense of peace of mind and a sense of home.

It would be great if I could always immerse myself in this kind of dream.

After more than ten hours of flying, Fu Tiao was finally sent to Warsaw Chopin International Airport.

pop, pop...

The bouncing sensation of the landing of the plane directly awakened Fu Tiao from his sleep, and everything in the dream was destroyed by the huge light.

He raised his head abruptly, but his hands involuntarily grasped the handles on both sides.

"Hey, hey! Take it easy, relax, relax..."

The foreigner who was walking beside Fu Tiao, whom Fu Tiao hadn't noticed, stretched out his hand and patted Fu Tiao's shoulder in a friendly way, making him relax.

The man smiled and said: "Relax, we have arrived in Warsaw now, the plane has landed, you don't have to be nervous."

"Has it arrived yet?" Fu Tiao was stunned, his originally stiff hands gradually relaxed, and he sighed helplessly as he watched the plane crawling slowly.

Although he has been in this world for nearly half a year, he still has no way to fully integrate himself in this world.

Everyone in the family is looking forward to him being able to get a sufficient ranking on the world stage.

The teacher who played better also left his side.

Except for one roommate, the others are strangers.

This time I left Huaguo, I don't know when I will go back next time.

It is already the eve of the Chopin International Piano Competition, and there are only a few days left before the official opening of the Chopin International Piano Competition.

Although he has prepared a lot, he still has no idea in his heart.

Having said that, who can have a bottom line in the Chopin International Piano Competition?
Fu Tiao looked at the people around who were already getting up to get their luggage in a hurry, shook his head helplessly, and waited for everyone to squeeze forward like sardines in the aisle, then dragged their luggage out of the cabin and walked towards the customs.

The customs was still extremely serious. Every staff member was staring at the computer screen, and then looked at the person in front of him with cold eyes, as if that person might sneak in at any time.

Even if Poland is not considered rich and has no idea what the use of smuggling into Poland is, these are the responsibilities of those people.

wow...

There seemed to be some quarrels on the side, a boy with pigtails holding a huge rice cooker was arguing with the customs officers at that place.

It seems that the customs think this rice cooker is a criminal product.

But listening to the voice of their chat, this person is not from Huaguo, but from Dongying?

Fu Diao followed the team and moved slowly, seeing the man arguing for a long time before he was reluctantly allowed in.

At this time, he also stood in front of the customs.

Customs Fu Tiao took a look at the passport handed over, without raising his head, but moved his eyelids slightly, looked at him coldly with one look, and said casually.

"name?"

"Fu Diao."

"What are you doing here?"

"Participate in the competition."

"what match?"

Seeing the cold expression of the man in front of him, Fu Tiao couldn't help but smile.

"Chopin International Piano Competition."

(End of this chapter)