The recruitment meeting for the Deputy Principal of Weijiao has officially come to an end. This recruitment event, which set off a small wave in the Vienna classical music circle, finally ended with the result of "recruiting a Russian violinist from outside the orchestra as the Deputy Principal".
Not to mention the industry insiders outside the Victoria Diplomacy, even the members inside the Victoria Diplomatic Relations did not expect that the commander really recruited a new member! As soon as he came in, he was the deputy chief!
For this result, many members expressed their dissatisfaction at the same time, but after Mr. Evra's scolding, they no longer dared to speak out: "When will you have more strength than the other party, and then fight for the deputy chief. seat!"
This little farce just had a little splash, and it was completely beaten without any waves.
Some members of the Weijiao may still be sighing, and Luo Yusen is naturally the most resentful among them.
Within two days of the end of the recruitment meeting, he went to Mr. Evra's command lounge three times, and the last time, Master Evra simply didn't let him in—
Because this guy is so annoying.
After that, it was even more difficult for Luo Yusen to find Mr. Evra. This time is not because Mr. Evra is very annoying him, but because... Mr. Evra has received a letter.
This seemingly ordinary letter was slowly delivered by the post office to the small mailbox in front of the headquarters of the Victoria Communications on the third day after the recruitment meeting for the deputy chief of the Victoria Communications.
On the front of the envelope was printed the words "Mr. Evra. Receipt" in ink. Looking elsewhere, there was only the postmark of the post office and nothing else.
The staff in charge of letters in Weijiao was a little surprised when they got the letter. After all, there are very few people who send things by letter these days. But the staff member was still very responsible and put the letter on Mr. Evra's desk, waiting for the other party to go to work before opening it.
So, at nine o'clock that morning, when Mr. Evra came to his lounge, he had just taken off his suit and put it on the hanger, when he suddenly saw such a bulging letter.
This letter is really too big, and it is about one centimeter thick just by visual inspection. When Mr. Evra picked up the letter, he weighed it, and after estimating that it was really letter paper and nothing else, he carefully opened it and read it.
This read...
So Mr. Evra was stunned in the lounge, and he didn't go out all morning.
The person who sent the letter was really careful. The envelope of this letter was made of the most common yellow kraft paper, and the letter paper inside was just ordinary A4 paper. There was not a single trace of handwriting in the entire letter. The print, if Mr. Evra liked it, he'd find... nothing but the fingerprints of the postal and maintenance staff, and his own.
The words on the stationery have probably exceeded 10,000 words, but to sum up, about one third of the first words are about repenting to God, while the last two thirds of words... made Mr. Evra break into a cold sweat. .
The person who wrote the letter claimed to have been fortunate enough to work in the Golden Hall last year, and that he has always been proud to be there. But in the past year, he resigned from his job because he was worried about the exposure of something, and did not step into the building of the Friends of Music Association.
But some things were hidden in his heart, which made him very uncomfortable, and even felt endless self-blame, which made him often go to the church to find priests to repent in the past year.
However, until now, when he saw that the sinner was still at large, he finally couldn't help it, and decided that even at the risk of his life, the truth had to be released to the public.
In this letter, the other party used very brief words to describe what he knew happened that night.
The person who wrote the letter said that he did not see Lu Ziwen's death with his own eyes, but when he passed by the chief preparation room, because the door was not closed for some reason, so...
He heard an argument.
During this dispute, the two men quarreled so much that they even moved hands later. Originally, he wanted to stop it quickly, but when he heard the word "medicine", he felt that this matter was too dangerous, and he didn't want to interfere, so he hurriedly left.
Within two hours, he learned of Lu Ziwen's death.
He didn't know how Lu Ziwen died, and whether it really had nothing to do with another man, but he knew... That man "medicated" Lu Ziwen before his performance.
He told the truth of the matter to Master Evra, hoping that the upright and serious master could give his own judgment. And as a humble little guy, he didn't want to be involved in such a dangerous thing again.
After writing this letter, he felt that his mind was much clearer, he didn't have so much self-blame, and maybe he could sleep well at night.
The writer may have had a good sleep, but Mr. Evra had been in a daze all day, and even the afternoon orchestra rehearsal was temporarily handed over to Jasco for conducting.
When Mr. Evra slowed down, it was already the evening of the day. After a whole day of hesitation and decision-making, he finally made up his mind.
Once he decides to do something, then Master Evra will not stop doing it, and immediately use the contacts accumulated over the years to start investigating the owner of this letter.
What he couldn't believe was that the next day he got an answer of "Sorry, we really can't find out who this person is".
The other party is too cautious, and such cautious thinking is no longer like an ordinary little person. According to the investigator's words: "Mr. Evra, according to my observation, this person is very likely to be a very experienced professional. Like... an experienced private investigator?"
Unable to find out the identity of the other party, Mr. Evra couldn't help but have a little doubt about this matter: maybe... the other party's letter was just a rumor? Has Luo Yusen really never done such nasty things as "medication"
"Luo Yusen said that he really left before Lu Ziwen got sick, so you believe it? ! 』
Jasco's words flashed through Mr. Evra's mind. He hesitated for a while, and finally decided to talk to Luo Yusen in his lounge.
Luo Yusen was very surprised when he heard that Mr. Evra asked him to enter the lounge, knowing that he had been turned away several times by the other party in the past few days.
With the permission of Master Evra, Luo Yusen entered the command lounge with some anticipation.
As soon as he entered the lounge, Mr. Evra's attitude flattered Luo Yusen. The always indifferent conductor actually asked him about his recent piano practice with great concern, and gave him some encouragement, which made Luo Yusen relax involuntarily.
The two chatted happily (Luo Yusen thought) for more than an hour, and Luo Yusen faintly felt: Maybe Mr. Evra has recognized his strength and plans to promote him well in the next days.
Thinking of this, Luo Yusen couldn't help showing a triumphant smile, and before he thought about it, Mr. Evra suddenly sighed and said with emotion: "Oh, Luo, I see you young children, It reminds me of a genius I met when I was young."
Luo Yusen asked in surprise: "Mr. Evra, I don't know what you are talking about..."
"Well, he was really a genius, but then he went astray. He was the deputy principal of the New York Philharmonic at the time, but he was only in his early thirties, and it was very rare to get that far, but He was not satisfied, but began to covet the position of chief."
Luo Yusen was a little confused about this.
I just listened to Master Evra continue: "So in the next performance of New Love, he used some dirty tricks to the chief at the time, but he was discovered by the other party unexpectedly. From then on... He can no longer play in classical music. The world looked up."
Luo Yusen's body froze suddenly, he said with a dry smile: "Mr. Evra, this person is really inappropriate."
With a long sigh, Master Evra said: "That's right, you said that he didn't want to put on a great future, and he did such a thing to gain the interests of the past few years or more than ten years. It really shouldn't be! After a pause, he emphasized again: "You said, why did he 'medicate'?!"
Evra deliberately put emphasis on the word "drug", and he looked at Luo Yusen, who was sitting opposite, with a long gaze.
After the two said a few more words, Luo Yusen left the command lounge vainly, and Mr. Evra was left alone in the quiet room.
The ticking of the pendulum bell rang, and when it was the whole o'clock, the clanging sound made the gray-haired conductor slowly calm down, and his face gradually became gloomy.
With more than 60 years of experience, even if Luo Yusen's panic was only for a moment, he could not escape the eyes of Mr. Evra.
Mr. Evra clenched his fingers tightly, and there was a vague guess in his heart. Until the end, it turned into a sigh and sounded in the spacious and peaceful lounge—
"Maybe... Did Jasco really guess it right?"
Qi Mu, who was rehearsing at the Parison Opera House, had just finished a full day of practice.
He has only been in this theater orchestra for two days, but he has already been infected by the warm and united atmosphere here.
Perhaps the Parisian Theatre Orchestra is not as famous as Wei Ai and Wei Jiao, but there is really no shortage of excellent musicians here.
Just like what Master Lance said, Qi Mu can exercise his ability well here, so that he can transform from an excellent violinist to an excellent violinist more quickly.
The Pallison Orchestra is in the window period and lacks an outstanding and powerful chief, allowing the orchestra to reach a new level in a short period of time; and Qi Mu also needs half a year to give himself room for growth.
Therefore, the two hit it off, and under the introduction of Master Lance, Qi Mu soon joined the orchestra as the principal.
Although he only signed a contract with the theater for half a year, Qi Mu has already regarded this place as a place where he will work hard for a long time in the future. After two days of practice, he quickly became familiar with his position and felt his growth.
It will take a while to get into Wei Ai, so Qi Mu is not in a hurry.
Not long after leaving the theater, Qi Mu received a text message. He looked at the dense text on it, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and then sent a few short words: [The thing is sent, it's good. Next... just wait a minute.] After the other party replied with a brief "I know, sir", there was no reply.
The seeds are buried, it's time to water...
Qi Mu felt that he was really good at cultivating plants.