King of Classical Music

Chapter 115

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The Paris National Conservatory of Music recruits only a thousand new students every year, and the number is much smaller after being assigned to each department. But the small number of people does not mean that its opening performance is not grand. For such a century-old famous school, as long as there is a large-scale performance every year, many old alumni will come to listen.

The concert hall, located just north of the Ecole Nationale Supérieure in Paris, has a history of more than 50 years. Under the moonlight, the baroque dome building reflects the silver glow that is unique to marble buildings.

Many excited and curious new students and old school students full of nostalgia chatted and laughed, walking one by one through the colorful cobblestone path in front of the concert hall. When they enter the concert hall, they only need to show their current or former student ID cards to enter the venue directly.

Of course, the academy also invited some people from the music industry outside the school to send them invitation letters. But all in all, such a lively and grand opening performance was almost a celebration of the National Conservatoire National de la Conservatory in Paris, with few outsiders intervening.

There are quite a few music masters who have left the academy over the years, so when many young freshmen suddenly saw a familiar face, they couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice, expressing their surprise and admiration when they saw their idol!

Master Akkad did not go to the backstage, but sat directly in the front row, waiting for the concert to start.

This old-fashioned and serious master rarely wore a small dress today, and also very formally pinned a delicate and beautiful tie clip to his tie. He looked very solemn and formal, although... His actions now seem very casual.

Professor Akkad quickly typed a message on his phone—

Reed: [The concert is about to start haha! I can go to Xiaoqi's house for dinner in the evening, it's amazing!]Faller: [… I also taught Angel for a while, so why didn’t he invite me to dinner? I’m really disappointed…] Min Chen: [Hehe.]

Daniel: […What are you huh! Min! Come back to me quickly! Getting ready for the rehearsal tomorrow! ! !]Reed: [Back? Where to go back?]

Min Chen: [Guess.]

Reed: [… ]

Too lazy to pay attention to this guy who "can't eat Xiaoqi's dishes and smells of vinegar all over his body", Professor Akade said a few words to the professor of the violin department beside him, and then thought to himself: Want to eat Xiaoqi's dishes? Dream it! Hey, I'm going to take pictures for you tonight!

What Professor Akkad didn't notice was that, just two rows away from him, a handsome man was slightly bowing his head, covering most of his face behind big black sunglasses.

Even indoors, the man still wears a black top hat with a large brim and wide sunglasses, so almost no one can find out who the other party is.

But... even so, a few minutes before the concert started, a young girl still came over curiously and asked timidly in German: "Excuse me... you are Auston Bertram. Sir?"

The man raised his eyes calmly and calmly, glanced at the other party through the dark sunglasses, and then replied in fluent French: "Excuse me... what were you talking about just now?"

The girl and her companion immediately lowered their heads in disappointment and said, "Sorry, we recognized the wrong person", and hurriedly returned to their seats before the performance started.

As she walked, she and her companion whispered, "That person seems to speak French. I never heard that Mr. Bertram can speak French. Sure enough, we think too much..."

There was no emotional ups and downs in the man's dark and deep eyes through a thin layer of lenses. He didn't take this little episode to heart at all, and even if a professor sitting beside him looked at him in surprise for a long time, he could ask without changing his face, "Is something wrong?"

So, a man who exuded "don't come near me" sat in the middle of the auditorium seemingly normally.

He seemed to want to look like everyone else, but he didn't know that it was this hat and sunglasses that made many people look at him a few more times.

After the first student who came on stage to perform the cello music finished the performance, Professor Akkad was applauding applaudingly when he suddenly heard a professor sitting next to him ask him curiously, "Hey, Professor Akkad, did you see that? That weird guy in the hat sitting behind you? He's so funny, and he's wearing a hat in the concert hall!"

Hearing this, Professor Akkad turned his head and glanced back nonchalantly. When he saw the weird man wearing a hat and sunglasses, he shrugged and said, "Professor Mas, the weird people in our world have always been A lot, what's so strange about that."

Professor Mars shook his head and said, "No, I think this man looks familiar... Don't you think he looks a bit like Auston Bertram?"

Professor Akkad: "...?!"

He looked back a few times, and when Professor Akkad saw the other party waved his hand calmly and calmly, he twitched the corners of his mouth, and took advantage of the moment when the second song was about to start, sneakily ran to the man's side, and Another violin professor on the side changed his seat.

"You bastard! How did you come to Paris?! Didn't you say that you didn't see each other less often before Xiao Qi graduated? This is going to be discovered by others. What if there are some boring people thinking about it? "

Three or four students on the stage had already started their small ensemble. Facing Professor Akkad's questioning in a low voice, Min Chen gently typed a line on his mobile phone and handed it over.

Professor Akkad: "..."

After the short quartet was over, Professor Akkad couldn't wait to ask in a low voice, "Since you left as soon as you finished the concert, why are you here? Daniel said that Bai Ai will start the rehearsal tomorrow, you It takes more than 20 hours to go back and forth, which is a waste of time!"

After a long silence, Min Chen did not answer Professor Akkad's question.

It took a long time for Professor Akkad to receive a short answer: "I would love to."

Professor Akkad: "..."

On stage, Leanster of the piano department has performed an excellent fifth piece of Bach's "British Suite". Professor Akkad applauded dejectedly, while out of the corner of his eye he glanced at the calm man beside him.

He really didn't understand, since he was going to leave after the concert, why did he have to drive more than ten hours to come here on purpose

… Single dogs, naturally do not understand such feelings.

The wide brim of the hat covered the man's handsome and profound face, revealing only the graceful chin. When he heard the host announce "Next, two symphonies by Haydn will be performed by the Orchestra of the Ecole Nationale Supérieure de Paris", Min Chen slightly raised his thin lips, and even his stern face softened a lot.

Why do you have to travel more than ten hours at night to come here

because…

"I miss him a lot. 』

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One hour after the concert, when the cello department, violin department, piano department and other departments all performed long or short performances, the highlight of the whole party - the symphony performance of the National Ecole des Conservatoires de la Conservatory of Music in Paris, finally It's the beginning.

The members of the college orchestra have always been the best students in the college. They walked to the stage with their instruments in an orderly manner and found their own seats to sit down.

These members represent the highest musical level of the Ecole Nationale Supérieure de Paris, and in such a grand concert, they must show their strength.

Countless flashing lights were blaring, and when a young and handsome young man walked up to the stage from one side of the stage, the atmosphere on the field became even more enthusiastic. Especially in the seats of the students of the violin department, someone has already exclaimed in a low voice.

The name "Qi Mu" has been widely circulated in the Paris Conservatoire Nationale since the first assessment of the last semester.

The whole academy evaluation has been going on for hundreds of years, and it is not that no one has won the first place in the evaluation several times in a row. Even more than 70 years ago, an outstanding piano master won the first place in the evaluation seven times in a row. Finally graduated with honor from the academy.

However, the master didn't score 90+ points every time, let alone...

Full marks from the main judge.

Bright, dazzling spotlights illuminated the stage, and the roar of applause below the stage seemed to lift the ceiling of the concert hall.

In such a lively and fierce applause, the most striking young man shook hands with the conductor of the orchestra, Mr. Kawaguchi. He was very calm and was not intimidated by the enthusiasm of the audience.

When the young man led the entire orchestra and bowed politely and gracefully, under the stage, Min Chen casually placed his fingers on the wooden armrests. He hid his thoughts and love behind the dark lenses, and only the corners of his lips could show: this person's happy mood at the moment—

This is his most beloved young man, who is standing at the place where the lights gather, letting the audience applaud him.

"Xiao Qi... It's great." Professor Akkad's low-pressure voice came from the side, "When I first saw him, I felt that he would become very good in the future, just like now, to be able to stand on his own. to be the principal of a large orchestra."

After a long time, Min Chen nodded lightly and said in a low voice, "I know, he has always been outstanding."

On the stage, after Qi Mu bowed with the orchestra members, he sat back in his seat, placed the bow lightly on the strings, and prepared to start playing.

He looked up at Professor Kawaguchi on the podium. When the latter's baton was gently raised, the next second—

The soothing and soft music blared loudly!

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Min God: I miss him very much.

Xiao Qi: I miss him too.

Fuwa: _(:з"∠)_Oh, you all miss him... Then who is he...

Girls: Kill Fuwa!