The incident of "the deputy principal of the second violin group of the Victoria Jiaotong University was dismissed by the orchestra" was a little splash in the music scene in Vienna. After all, it is rare for the deputy principal of a world-class orchestra to be forcibly fired without any immediate cause.
However, what is unexpected is that this incident has not been reported by several music newspapers, and even several magazines were suppressed by Mr. Evra by using relationships before they were published. Obviously, he did not want to let this matter. Things are big.
So when Luo Yusen went to Zayev, the latter didn't even know that he had been fired. The two found a secluded place to sit. The cafe was very quiet. Coupled with the barrier of the box, almost no one would hear their conversation.
Zayev frowned: "How did you get fired by Evra?"
Three days after being dismissed, Luo Yusen's face was already dark, his hair was a little messy, and his expression was very bad. "Evra ... seems to know about us," he said.
As soon as these words landed, Zayev immediately widened his eyes and shouted: "Nonsense! How could Evra know about this? If he really knew about it, do you think you can still sit safely now? Here? You don't know who Evra is, and I don't know? If he knew that you drugged Lu Ziwen before he played, he would have exposed the matter right away!"
Luo Yusen shook his head, a glint of resentment flashed in his decadent and haggard eyes: "Evra said that he had no evidence, so the reason he fired me was 'my level is not worthy of the orchestra'. Damn, he actually still Saying that I don't want to hang out in the world music scene in the future..." When he said this, Luo Yusen covered his face in collapse: "Mr. Zayev, what should I do?!"
Zayev was speechless for a while, and after a while, he asked, "He said that you can't get along in the world music scene... What does he mean?"
Luo Yusen clenched his fingers tightly: "I went to interview a violinist in a small band the day before yesterday, and they rejected me as soon as I passed it! Yesterday, I handed my resume to two British orchestras, and the result was a direct result. Sent back by the other party! Mr. Zaev, Evra has been famous in the classical music world for too long, he is really... powerful!"
While talking, Luo Yusen's eyes were red, and he looked at the man opposite him expectantly: "Mr. Zayev... I'm really desperate, Evra is serious about what he said! I can only rely on it now. You, please help me quickly!"
Although Luo Yusen said so, Zayev, who had been pinning his hopes on him, slowly retracted his hand on the table. He sat back with a complicated expression. After a long time, he asked, "... You said just now that Evra has no evidence?"
Luo Yusen felt a little surprise in his heart, and then said: "Yes, he has no evidence, and I don't know where he heard some rumors, but he dismissed me so firmly! Mr. Zayev, please help me. !"
While talking, Luo Yusen stretched out his hand to hold Zayev's hand, but he did not expect the latter to shrink back quickly subconsciously, making Luo Yusen grab the air.
Luo Yusen suddenly froze in place, panicking in his heart, as if he suddenly realized something.
I saw Zayev looked at him calmly and said, "Evra is indeed quite well-connected in the circle. If he wants to block you, then I can't do anything. Well... or I will recommend it to you. Go to the conservatory to be a tutor? With your qualifications, you should be able to become a full professor within ten years. Evra's hand is not going to be sent to the academy, so you can go there."
Luo Yusen's face slowly turned cold, and he said, "Mr. Zayev, I'm only 35 years old... You made me go to the academy so early? I can still work in the orchestra for at least 20 years!"
Zayev shook his head gently: "But Luo, you saw it too, Evra won't give you this chance."
"...Did you forget who I am because of who I am now?"
Luo Yusen's voice was gloomy and hoarse, which made Zayev feel a little uncomfortable. He shrank his neck and said, "Luo, I spent a lot of effort to bail you out of prison before, do you think... You made a simple matter of 'medicating Lu Ziwen unable to appear' to make it happen. "Lu Ziwen died unexpectedly", does it have anything to do with me?"
Luo Yusen clenched his fingers into a fist: "But Mr. Zayev! It's because of you, you said that after this incident, you would make me the deputy chief of Wei Ai, and I will do this thing! Those things at the beginning! I kept it secretly, but now you actually want to cross the river and demolish the bridge?! You are not afraid that I will take all those things... "
"Luo Yusen." Zayev smiled calmly, with a treacherous smile on his slightly old face: "Even if you announce this matter, then... everyone will only know that I will let you frame Lu Ziwen. , but... I never asked you to kill him."
Luo Yusen was shocked: "You... What did you say, I didn't kill him at all!"
"Really? You know exactly how he died. If I hadn't put things down for you at that time, you... I'm afraid you still don't know if you can sit here? Do you think... I'll pay you back? not enough?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zayev picked up his suit and got up to leave. He threw a 100-yuan euro on the table, tapped the cold and stiff table with his finger, and said, "Luo Yusen, tomorrow I will ask my assistant to hand you the information of the Aarhus Conservatory of Music, the dean there. I'm very familiar with him, he won't reject you because of Evra."
Luo Yusen slowly raised his head and looked at the man smiling like a gentleman in disbelief.
"This is what I can do for you... The last thing. Luo Yusen, cherish your opportunity."
Until Zayev left the box, Luo Yusen stayed in his seat and did not regain his senses. In the end, he squeezed the hundred-yuan bill tightly. The regret and pain that came a year later turned into tears and slapped his face. wet-
"Ziwen... Ziwen, I really didn't want to kill you, I really didn't... It was Zayev! Yes, it was him!!! I didn't want to hurt you... You died from an asthma attack. Well, it has nothing to do with me..."
It is this remorse, with the denial of one's own sin.
About half an hour later, Luo Yusen also got up and left the cafe. What he never knew was that just two minutes after he left the coffee shop, an ordinary-looking foreign man dressed as a waiter walked into the box where they had just been seated.
In the evening of the same day, Qi Mu received the small and unique bug.
He turned on the bug and listened for a while. When he heard someone's cry of "confession", he was slightly startled, and he couldn't tell what he felt at the moment. I probably don't have any hatred anymore, I just feel that Luo Yusen's life is ridiculous...
At this time, how can you still be so self-deceiving
From a certain point of view, this person is really poor enough.
After listening to the contents of the bug, Qi Mu sent a text message to Mr. Char.
In the text message, he bluntly said that he hoped that the other party would hint in a subtle way that Mr. Evra "Luo Yusen seems to be very restless recently", and asked a small music magazine to report it - "The chief violinist of Wei Ai and the former No. The second violin group deputy principal met privately".
About two days later, Qi Mu saw this gossip in an underground tabloid.
At this time, it is necessary to thank Vienna for its strong musical atmosphere. In this city, entertainment gossip is sometimes not as important as the gossip in the classical music industry.
After finishing all the things he should do, Qi Mu asked Mr. Char to guard the U disk with the recordings and not move.
If you do too much, you may have some mistakes, so...
Let the wise and upright Mr. Evra work a little harder.
When I get a chance later... Treat Mr. Evra to dinner
—Qi Mu thought to himself in his heart.
It has been a month since entering the Parison Theater, and Qi Mu has completely integrated into this big family. Although the strength of this band is indeed worse than the Weijiao, Wei'ai, Niuai, etc. Qi Mu has worked with before, but in general, here, Qi Mu understands the need to "become a chief" factor.
When he was in the Academy Orchestra, although Qi Mu was temporarily serving as the principal for more than a month, because the students were busy in their spare time, they didn't spend much time rehearsing together, so he only touched the edge. , without really feeling the responsibility of a principal violinist.
"Xiao Qi, I didn't expect you to master this "The Marriage of Figaro" so quickly. The performances in the past few weeks have been very exciting!"
The conductor-in-residence of the Pallison Theater is a brown-haired Jewish conductor. He admires Qi Mu's strength very much, and he also agreed to Qi Mu's participation in the orchestra at the beginning.
Qi Mu smiled and shook hands with the conductor, and said, "Mr. Walls, thank you very much for your compliment, I will continue to work hard."
A suave, gentleman and polite young man is always very easy to be liked by others. So in the entire Parison Theatre Orchestra, including the conductor Mr. Walls, they all liked this young and lovely chief of their own.
Tonight happened to be the band's once-a-week celebratory dinner, and Qi Mu did not refuse this time. When the group of people left the party, Qi Mu had just walked out of the party's door with the piano case, and the oncoming cold wind suddenly woke him up.
But for a moment, a man who always pinches the time precisely...
Also called.
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[small theater]
Min Shen: I don't want to be on the phone anymore.
Xiao Qi: ... I don't want to have emotional dramas on the phone anymore.
Fuwa: _(:з"∠)_Wait
Min God: Huh.
Fuwa: QAQ will be back soon! See you soon! ! ! !
The scum thing, Fuwa will solve it as soon as possible, some of the things behind it are now slowly explained, and when it is solved, all the truth will be completely exposed~ Don't worry XD