As the orchestra's principal violinist, Qi Mu and the conductor Mr. Walls took the place of everyone in the orchestra and bowed with the audience on the stage before walking back to the backstage. As soon as he entered the backstage, he was stunned for a moment by the crowd gathered together, and when he got closer, he could hear—
"B... Mr. Bertram, I like your "Tsunami in the Night" very much, can you sign it for me?"
"Mr Bertram, I especially liked the concert you conducted in Berlin last year. Can you sign my autograph?"
"Mr. Bertram, actually... I'm actually a big fan of Kodori! Could you help me convey your admiration for him, I'm Karloff of the Parison Theater Orchestra!"
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Some people hear other people's voices without seeing them, and some people hear other people's voices before seeing them.
Qi Mu stood at the outermost layer of the crowd with his violin, not knowing whether he should walk away or walk in. Just when he hesitated, a long piper of the orchestra found him and shouted loudly: "Hey, Xiaoqi is here, Xiaoqi is here!"
In the sound of surprise from everyone, like Moses sharing the red sea, he made way for Qi Mu.
At the end of the road, a stern and elegant man was sitting in front of a small temporary table, turning his head to look at Qi Mu. On the table, there are various notebooks, signature pads, and the most exaggerated thing is that some of them also put a piece or two of tattered paper that I don't know where to find it.
Before Qi Mu came, Min Chen had already signed more than half. When the young man came, he moved his wrist a little bit, and a handsome and beautiful word "Min Chen" appeared on the last signature book.
After all, Min Chen didn't listen to the last encore, so when he was led by the staff to the backstage, the actors and musicians of the theater were still performing on the stage. And when the encore was over, when the musicians came back sparsely, Min Chen was standing in front of the Merit Wall watching the orchestra's commendation record.
To use an inappropriate analogy, when the first member of the orchestra discovered this "uninvited guest", his eyes suddenly radiated a wolf-like green light, and the whole person stood in place.
The first person stopped, the second person stopped, the third person, the fourth person...
Somebody exclaimed, "Mr. Auston Bertram?!"
Immediately afterwards, Qi Mu saw the situation of "a group of dumpling skins wrapping dumpling stuffing".
When he saw this scene, Qi Mu felt very speechless. He was about to say something, but before he opened his mouth, he heard a violinist in the orchestra awkwardly say: "Xiao Qi, so you know Mr. Bertram. Don't tell us! I like Kodori the most! Humph, I'll ignore you all day tomorrow!"
The next second: "That's right, I also like Mr. Bertram very much, Xiao Qi, you are not cute at all! I will ignore you tomorrow!"
"Me too, I will ignore you tomorrow, Xiao Qi!"
"Add me one, add me one, Xiao Qi, you are still hiding it, it's really bad!"
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After saying this, Qi Mu suddenly found that he didn't even have anyone to talk to tomorrow. He raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, dumbfounded, and said repeatedly: "Yes, yes, it's my fault... Or, I'll ignore everyone tomorrow?"
Everyone said in unison: "No!!!!"
Qi Mu: "..."
The difference is too obvious!
Having said that, when the band members dispersed, Min Chen greeted Mr. Walls a little, and he and Qi Mu left first. The Parisien Theater is a local theater in Vienna, and the orchestra almost only serves the performance of its own theater, so Min Chen is not very familiar with this theater and their orchestra.
The streets of Vienna in the winter night were blown by the cold wind, and the blue-gray ground seemed to be covered with a thin layer of hoarfrost like snowflakes. Just looking at it with the naked eye felt a chill blowing.
When Qi Mu and Min Chen walked out of the backstage of the theater side by side to the nearest parking lot, this short distance of only 500 meters also made the young man who was naturally afraid of cold couldn't help shrinking his neck and shrinking himself in the warmth Inside a soft wool scarf.
Qi Mu likes this scarf very much. Min Chen specially sent it back when Bo Ai was on tour to Stockholm. According to the latter, his mother often went to the old shop to order scarves and gloves, and the craftsmanship there was very good.
"Is it cold?" Min Chen asked in a low voice, looking at the young man's shrinking appearance.
Qi Mu raised his head to look at the other party, and saw that the man was only wearing a thin coat, and even put his hands out of his pockets very freely, his face was calm and normal, and there was no sign of being afraid of the cold at all.
Seeing this guy's frosty face, Qi Mu suddenly realized: Of course, ice cubes are not afraid of cold!
Feeling a little amused by his own thoughts, Qi Mu raised the corners of his lips and said with a low smile, "Well, it's not particularly cold, but my hands are a little cold..."
Speaking of this, Qi Mu suddenly stopped, then quickly took out a pair of wool gloves from his pocket, put them on for himself, and said with a smile, "I forgot the gloves you knitted for me, although they look like It looks a bit like a bracer, but it's still very warm. By the way, aren't you afraid of the cold?"
Seeing that the young man was about to put on the last glove, Min Chen quickly grabbed the glove and put it on his right hand. Under the amazed eyes of the young man, Min Chen stretched out his left hand and grabbed his cold right hand, his thin lips slightly hooked: "I'm afraid of the cold, gloves... put them on for me."
Qi Mu: "..."
You put on your gloves before you talk, okay
Although he thought it was funny, Qi Mu didn't shake Min Chen's hand away.
The night was low, and on the road to the parking lot, the street lights were dim, and there were almost no pedestrians. Therefore, he took the man's warm and hot hand generously, feeling the scorching temperature, and even his heart warmed a little.
"Speaking of gloves, when I first arrived in the band today, many members made fun of me."
Hearing this, Min Chen raised an eyebrow and repeated, "Trick?"
"Well, they said... Xiao Qi, your gloves look too good-looking, they're so cute." After a pause, Qi Mu smiled again: "So, I replied to them like this: My lover knits Yes, isn't it cute?"
Min Chen's fingers tightened slightly and slipped on the young man's cool palm.
Just as the two had reached the parking lot, Qi Mu stopped, turned to look at the handsome and tall man, and said with a smile, "Do you know how they replied to me?"
Min Chen frowned slightly, thought for a while, and said, "It's cute?"
Qi Mu first shook his head, then nodded again, and said, "It's really cute, but they said—'Xiao Qi, your girlfriend is so cute'!" Looking at the corners of the man's lips, Qi Mu thought of himself When I suddenly saw the other person's appearance in the backstage just now, his eyes gradually softened.
He knew that this man was afraid of trouble, but for himself, he sat quietly backstage at the Parison Theater and signed dozens of autographs. He doesn't like to be noisy, but he can answer every member's question politely, and even remember the name of every member who needs to say hello to Kedori and others.
Thinking of this, Qi Mu seemed to feel a warm current from his heart, along every tiny blood vessel, and together with the blood, it spread around the body. Even the cold wind couldn't dispel the warmth, so Qi Mu couldn't help but smile.
The next second, he stood on tiptoe a little and placed a light kiss on the man's thin lips.
After a brief encounter in the dark, a bright smile appeared on Young Junxiu's beautiful face, and his tone was gentle: "I think... my girlfriend is really cute, and I love him very, very, very much."
Surprise was reflected in his slightly wide eyes. Min Chen lowered his head and looked at the smiling young man in front of him. After a while, he hugged him tightly and kissed him affectionately and tenderly.
In the dark and hidden parking lot, two tall, straight and handsome men were hugging and kissing. The kiss was lingering and gentle, and the chatting between the ears and temples seemed to be treating the most beloved fragile treasures.
The cold nights in Vienna bring the bleak cold that is rare in Europe, but in such winter nights, as long as you have each other, there will be no coldness. From the bedroom of the high-end apartment came the creaking sound of the bed, mixed with the shy moan of the youth, and the man's low and heavy breathing.
When the morning sun rises from the eastern horizon with splendid brilliance, people greet the light of the new day with laughter, and Qi Mu takes "a certain large dog" for a walk together. They ran past Chamblon Palace, past St. Tesvan's Cathedral, and circled the azure Danube, looking at the sparkling waves on the lake.
At the end of the day's morning practice, Qi Mu set off to the Parison Theater, while Min Chen went to Bai Ai's temporary rehearsal hall.
Before leaving, Qi Mu suddenly thought: "Tomorrow, the theater will start a one-month holiday, and I happen to be fine. How about I go to the rehearsal hall tomorrow to watch your rehearsal?"
Min Chen was stunned for a moment when he was arranging his sleeves, then he nodded and said, "Okay."
Without thinking too much, Qi Mu gave the other party a light kiss, and then started to go out - he still needed to catch the subway.
What Qi Mu never knew was that his simple sentence, "I'll go see your rehearsal", made the entire Bo Ai's members spend a day that was worse than death.
"The third bass of the second violin group, do it again, do you need me to let Kodori demonstrate it to you?"
"Richard, don't you know how to play the clarinet? Do you need me to teach you how?"
"Most, is your brain thrown into the Danube? Quick, quick, quick, do you know how to write the word "fast"?"
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Bai loves everyone: "QAQ!"
Obviously already very good, commanding you is simply nitpicking! ! !
There is only one principal violin in the whole orchestra, how can you make them all at the same level as Kedori! ! ! !
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Fuwa really likes Min Shen and Xiao Qi. Every day my mind is full of all kinds of PLAY_(:з"∠)_
For example, what I think of today is the floor-to-ceiling window PLAY... [Shy shot and cover face]