"I'm here to send you an invitation!"
The unanimous words made Qi Mu and Min Chen stunned, and they both fell silent, and no one spoke.
In the quiet and narrow room, Qi Mu could only hear the ticking of the pendulum clock in the living room, perhaps accompanied by the dripping sound of some taps in the kitchen that were not turned off, breaking the silence in the room.
In the end, Qi Muxian laughed helplessly and explained: "Okay, I want to send you an invitation letter for the concert of our Academy Orchestra. Didn't I tell you before, the Paris Philharmonic Hall Invite us to perform, and the time has been set recently, next Wednesday night."
After a pause, Qi Mu looked up at the hazy crescent moon outside the window, and smiled: "Berlin is also very close to Paris, I think even if you drive here, it will only take you a dozen hours, if you have time, you can Come and listen."
There was a moment of silence on the phone, and finally the man lowered his voice and asked, "…Is it next Wednesday?"
Qi Mu nodded: "Well, the latest time the concert hall has been vacated is next Wednesday, and that afternoon is also the time for the academy's rest. You can go to preview it in advance." As he was talking, Qi Mu suddenly had a flash of light in his mind, A bad premonition emerged: "Could it be that the invitation letter you want to send me... is also next Wednesday?!"
There was a long sigh on the other end of the phone: "It's not next Wednesday, it's... next Tuesday night."
Qi Mu didn't expect such an answer at all, but he also understood that this answer didn't seem to be any different from next Wednesday. Because if he rushes back to Paris from Berlin that night, it means that he will not be able to attend the rehearsal that the orchestra will perform on Wednesday afternoon, which is absolutely not allowed.
Qi Mu slowly drew the veil curtains up, and the water-like moonlight seemed to be separated by a layer of veil, making it even more hazy. "Well, I didn't expect Bai Ai's global tour to start so early this year. This year... did it start in Berlin?"
"It's not a tour. The tour probably won't start until next month. The first stop is London."
Hearing this, Qi Mu was stunned for a moment. He thought for a while and asked, "Then what invitation letter are you going to give me? Could it be that some orchestra is going to perform in Berlin? Wei Ai?" Mu Du was a little stunned, and he said helplessly, "Well, I remember that Wei Ai was on vacation recently. It seems that there are no major orchestras going to start public activities during this time."
"Not a band show."
Qi Mu was slightly stunned and asked, "It's not an orchestra performance, what is that?"
"It's my... piano recital."
Light-colored eyes widened suddenly, and Qi Mu's fingers stroking the window screen clenched tightly. He digested the news for a long time before he fully understood it, and then involuntarily swallowed his saliva, wondering whether he was more excited or more disappointed.
"You're going to have a piano recital?! Are you really going to have a piano recital?! Why didn't I know... It's next Tuesday?!"
As a pianist, Min Chen has not held a solo piano recital for a long time. If the time must be set exactly, every Bertram piano fan will blurt out: "It's 15 months and three sky!"
Of course, during this period, Min Chen also played several piano concertos with Bo Ai as a pianist of the orchestra, but such a piano concert named "Auston Bertram" alone has already No one has seen it in over a year.
It was obviously going to be held next Tuesday, but Qi Mu didn't know it.
Min Chen's hoarse voice made the long dark night a little deeper. He whispered, "It's also recently... I set the time. I only intend to send invitations to some special people, and I don't intend to perform publicly."
In this regard, Qi Mu could only helplessly sigh.
The two chatted a few more times, tacit understanding that no one mentioned the matter of "sending an invitation letter", and hung up the phone.
Naturally, Qi Mu really wanted to listen to Min Chen's piano concert. He liked each other's music very much, which he admitted a long time ago. You know, it is far more difficult to listen to Min Chen's piano concert than to listen to Bai Ai's concert!
This man seldom gave piano recitals, and even if he did, he would hardly perform in public, but sent invitations privately like this time. So in these two lifetimes, Qi Mu has never heard each other's piano recitals, and can only say that he has heard the CD version, but not the live version.
Feeling a little regret in his heart, Qi Mu had just pulled the window screen completely and turned to go to the kitchen to turn off the faucet, but before he left for a long time, he suddenly heard his cell phone buzzing.
Min Chen: [After the piano session is over, I will send you the record. ] Stunned for a while, Qi Mu replied: [Okay, I will also send you the CD after the concert.]The phone was silent for a long time. When Qi Mu came out of the kitchen, he suddenly found that the phone on the coffee table was shining faintly. He opened it, but couldn't help laughing, as if he could see the sadness and loss of the other party in the simple words.
Min Chen: [When I have time, my apartment in Paris also has a large piano room with a nine-foot Steinway. I will play it for you. ] The other party said this for the sake of it, and Qi Mu naturally said: [Well, I will also show you, it is Tchaikovsky's "D Major" and "G Minor".]In this way, the text messages you send to and from me, until the last sentence "good night", is really over.
It was obviously the simplest little things, but Qi Mu patiently replied word by word, and when he was too sleepy to open his eyes, he reluctantly sent a word of goodbye.
What he didn't know was that when the indifferent and handsome man replied with a simple "good night", he held his mobile phone and didn't really fall asleep. He pursed his lips deeply, and quickly pressed a call.
The moment the call was connected, the other party's complaints started: "Okay... Min, you better have a very good reason to tell me that you really have something important to come to me. You dare to see Look at your phone and see what time it is!"
"Take my piano... set a time."
Daniel was about to roar, when he heard this, he was suddenly stunned: "What are you kidding? You need to adjust the time? This is a very troublesome thing! Okay, I remember that the orchestra still has more time on Wednesdays, here it is for you. Tune in to next Wednesday night?"
"… "
"Please, this is about to start. You told me to adjust the time?! I've tried my best!"
With a long sigh, Min Chen said, "He doesn't have time."
Daniel: "… "
After a while: "What the hell! Little Angel doesn't have time? Don't tell me what we decided last week, after all the invitations have been sent out, you told the little angel today?! Everyone was notified first, but they didn't tell the little angel?!"
Min Chen, who is rarely scolded like this: "..."
"Don't say you want to surprise the little angel!"
Min Chen, who was guessed thinking: "..."
"This is not a surprise, this is simply a shock!"
Min Chen, who was hit hard again: "..."
"Okay, the little angel must be very disappointed and sad. You can handle your own affairs by yourself. In the big night, you are in a long-distance relationship and don't have a baby to sleep with. I want to kiss my sweetheart. I warn you. , Min, don't interfere with that kind of disturbing dream..."
"Daniel."
A low and magnetic male voice interrupted what Daniel was about to say next. Daniel was stunned for a moment, and then said, "What's wrong?"
On the other side of the phone, the man's flat and unwavering voice can't tell any emotion: "Come to the orchestra early tomorrow."
"Ah? Why?!"
"...because, you're going to have lots, lots, lots of work to get done."
Daniel: "… "
You are public revenge! ! ! !
So, Daniel, please don't irritate a man who is in a long-distance relationship and is alone in an empty room. You see, retribution has always come so quickly.
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Not being able to attend Min Chen's piano concert made Qi Mu feel a little lost. But after a brief disappointment, it was more of a determination to catch up.
Qi Mu knew that the gap between himself and the other party was still far away. Even if more newspapers and magazines reported his news, when they commented on Min Chen, they would always only say "the voice of nature". , and could not give more praise.
At least... he wants to go to the place where this man is shoulder to shoulder, no!
It should be, want to surpass him, defeat him, want to be the same as the other party, to be the one standing at the top.
With such determination, Qi Mu took a little more seriousness in the following orchestra practice. He devoted almost all of his energy to the training of the orchestra and the piano practice after class. Perhaps the pressure was too great, and Professor Akkad couldn't help but sigh: "Xiao Qi, young people still need to relax more. Well, don't wear yourself out."
But to this, Qi Mu replied with a smile: "Teacher, you are so worried, in fact... I'm fine now."
A strong physique is naturally the root of everything. Qi Mu runs a morning jog every morning and does some exercise every night. Therefore, under such high-intensity study pressure, his body has become much healthier, and he has not been "overwhelmed" at all. ' sign.
Such serious and hard days always pass quickly, soon...
Then came the Wednesday when the Academy Orchestra was about to perform.