The world's top conservatories can be counted on two hands, and the Ecole Nationale Supérieure de Paris is one of the most outstanding conservatories.
Any top music school will have a variety of large and small symphony orchestras or small private student orchestras. Almost every orchestra will perform from time to time. This is one of the ways for students to connect with each other and improve their strength.
Qi Mu had thought about joining the violin department's own stringed band, but unfortunately, Professor Akkad gave him too many tasks every day, so he couldn't join the band's daily practice. Things will stop.
But after the opening ceremony of the academy, when Qi Mu just returned to the piano room signed by Professor Akkad, he heard his tutor say: "Xiao Qi, you will start rehearsing with the academy orchestra tomorrow."
This made Qi Mu stunned for a while before asking tentatively, "Teacher, don't we need to continue practicing the song?"
Qi Mu had already seen that in terms of skills, he had basically entered a bottleneck period, and it was difficult to make progress in a short period of time. And Professor Akkad also changed from simply honing his skills at the beginning to improving his control and understanding of songs, but Qi Mu was not confident enough to think that he had reached the level of Professor Akkad.
Professor Akkad nodded, took out a piece of paper from the music folder on the glass coffee table, handed it to Qi Mu, and said, "This is the letter of appointment I got from the dean a few days ago. He will directly serve as the principal of the academy orchestra temporarily."
Such an answer made Qi Mu completely stunned. He didn't have time to say "Why do you put such an important thing in the piano score?", he asked: "Teacher, I remember that the orchestra leader is not An Ge? An Ge's strength is very strong. Yes, I think he is capable of this position, and I don't want to take his seat."
Seeing the upright faces of his students, Professor Akkad smiled and said, "Xiao Qi, don't you know? Ang is about to graduate soon. He is now preparing his graduation repertoire and exams. So he has been very busy these days, and the orchestra has basically half resigned, and Zakdo is managing it as the deputy chief."
After a pause, he added: "In other words, at the current level of Zakdo, I think it will take some more training before the chief, so the chief of your temporary appointment, the chief also agreed."
After listening to Professor Akkad's words, Qi Mu realized that An Ge was about to graduate. He suddenly remembered something, and said with a smile: "Teacher... I suddenly remembered, it seems that I am about to graduate too?"
The smile on the corner of Professor Akkad's mouth stiffened for a moment, but he quickly covered it up again and laughed: "Yes, if you can get the first place with a high score in the evaluation two months later, then Xiao Qi... You can really graduate."
Indeed, as Professor Akkad said, he did not want the Academy to become a chain that trapped Qi Mu's development.
For many students, the Ecole Nationale Supérieure de Paris is the cradle for them to develop their contacts, enhance their strengths, and spend their formative years with peace of mind. But for Qi Mu, he can already be on his own. He doesn't need to make the academy his protective wall, but to make himself the pride of the academy.
In the warm and quiet piano room, Professor Akkad narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at himself, a student who had only been with him for half a year. He hid the reluctance in his eyes and said, "Well, tomorrow you will officially report to the orchestra. From now on, remember to rehearse in the Academy Orchestra every afternoon, you know? The Academy Orchestra of the Ecole Nationale Supérieure de Paris is still very good. Yes, basically when you go out, you can directly get a letter of appointment from a first-class orchestra."
Qi Mu nodded lightly and said, "Yes." After a while, he suddenly thought: "Teacher, you asked me to report tomorrow, so today is... ?"
Professor Akkad said with a smile: "Today? Of course you have to play the songs that Farrar taught you to the teacher! Xiao Qi, don't be lazy, the teacher is better than that fellow Farrer. It's much stricter, you have to take it seriously! If it's a little bad, don't want the chocolate that the teacher brought you from Turin!"
Qi Mu: "..."
In fact, he really doesn't want chocolate...
During the whole day, in addition to playing all the three pieces that Professor Akkad arranged last time, Qi Mu also played a few pieces that Professor Akkad had temporarily checked.
It's really a pity that Qi Mu already knew the temper of his tutor very well, so he had practiced a few more songs, and he even got a few of them right. This made Professor Akkad's face turn blue and white, who wanted to "use the question and hide the chocolate and not give it to the students", and finally took out the chocolate that he treasured.
"This is the chocolate made by the teacher's favorite old shop. It can only be sold in Turin. Xiao Qi... You must taste it!"
Qi Mu couldn't help crying and said, "...Teacher, I really..."
"Don't say it anymore! Hurry up and take it away, you should be reluctant to see the teacher again!"
Qi Mu: "..."
There is an old saying in China since ancient times, which is called "the elder bestows it, but dare not refuse it". Qi Mu took the small bag of chocolates, and after hesitating for a long time, he sneaked into his lounge while Professor Akkad was not paying attention.
Although it is said that "the elders don't dare to say goodbye", but Professor Akkad is not a Chinese. Hmm... it doesn't count.
Under the splendid and warm sunset, the warm summer wind blows through Paris, making the city a little hotter.
Qi Mu was walking in the Ecole Nationale Supérieure with his own piano case. From time to time on the lawn, students who knew him greeted him with a smile, and some people glanced at him from a distance, and then chatted with his companions lively about him. Reed Akkad's favorite student, talk about how he won the first place in the hospital evaluation twice in a row.
When Qi Mu hadn't walked out of the gate of the academy, he suddenly received a text message from Professor Akkad, only to see a few lines of small characters displayed on the flashing phone screen—
[Hmph, Xiao Qi, you actually bought this chocolate too. Well, not bad, it's as delicious as what I gave you just now, so the teacher accepted it. But tomorrow morning, you have to practice the piano seriously, and go to the orchestra to report in the afternoon. You are not allowed to bribe the teacher, you know!] Looking at these arrogant words that meant to overflow the phone, Qi Mu couldn't help laughing out loud.
After he replied "Yes, I got it", while walking out of the gate of the academy, he whispered to himself, "The teacher is really cute. He clearly knew that it was his own chocolate..."
The voice of the young man was drowned out by the sound of the piano that could be heard everywhere at the National Conservatory of Music in Paris. When Qi Mu returned home with a bag of fresh vegetables, he had just put the things on the shelf by the entrance, and suddenly picked up the sound. Got a call from Vienna.
Looking at the name on the phone, Qi Mu was stunned for a while, and after the call was connected, he only heard a slightly hoarse voice from the other side of the phone: "Things are already looking up, sir."
Qi Mu's fingers holding the phone tightened slightly. After a long time, he nodded lightly and asked, "What did you find out?"
"I haven't been able to find out who pulled Luo Yusen out of prison. Sir, I got a clue a few days ago. When I went to investigate again, I found that the person who pulled Luo Yusen out..." After a pause, the other party hesitated for a while, but still said: "Perhaps you know him too, he is still very famous in Vienna."
Hearing this, Qi Mu's heart tightened.
Although Jasco is not a household name in Vienna, he is naturally quite famous.
Qi Mu asked, "Is it... someone from the Vienna Symphony Orchestra?"
Mr. Char on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment, then shook his head quickly, and said, "No, no, sir, it's not from the Vienna Symphony Orchestra, but from the Vienna Philharmonic Orchestra. Uh... You should have heard of it, Wei Ai. Chief... Mr. Leon Zaev?"
The light-colored pupils tightened suddenly, and Qi Mu's fingers squeezed his mobile phone tightly, because the excessive force made his fingertips slightly white, but he didn't notice it at all.
Mr. Char added: "Mr. Zayev is still a relatively powerful person, but sir, I am very sure that he was indeed the one who released Luo Yusen from prison. He found a substitute and led Luo Yusen's parents to look for him. He got a lawyer and was eventually released on bail."
Then on the phone, Char briefly recounted what happened, everything was very reasonable and well-founded, and he even bluntly said that he could send some of the evidence he found to Qi Mu the next day, and asked Qi Mu to leave an address.
By this time, Qi Mu had to believe... the answer that he had never thought of.
"Please continue to help me investigate, just based on Zayev and Luo Yusen, check their past... things in the past year." After a pause, Qi Mu added: "Money is not a problem, I will pay the money tomorrow. to your account."
After Mr. Char agreed, Qi Mu hung up the phone.
In the quiet and dark room, all that was left was the ticking of the clock, breaking the rigid atmosphere that made the air freeze.
After a few minutes, Qi Mu raised his hand to turn on the light, and the room suddenly lit up, illuminating the young man standing in the entrance with his head bowed and silent.
I don't know how long it took before Qi Mu started to move. He lowered his head and changed his slippers. He took a few steps with the piano case and the vegetables he bought. Before entering the kitchen, he heard his cell phone ringing again.
After the phone was connected, the passionate "The Bell" came to an abrupt end. Qi Mu stood leaning against the kitchen counter, smiled and asked the other side of the phone, "Why did you suddenly remember to call... Min Chen?"