The cold winter has come quietly. The Danube River, which is long and narrow like a jade belt, is filled with a thin mist. Although it has never frozen, the chill has been shown through the cold white river water.
The Vienna Philharmonic, the country's top symphony orchestra, is housed in a retro European-style building on the banks of the Danube. White marble columns stand up the magnificent round arched gate, and the romantic baroque style is vividly reflected in every small carving.
As the end of the year is approaching, Wei Ai naturally has to prepare for her own global tour.
Half a month ago, a monstrous scandal swept the entire Vienna, and even the entire world music scene, but this still could not shake the stalwart status of the Victoria Ai industry.
Except for the loss of an unqualified principal violinist, the whole Wei Ai is still very lively, and there is no change - there may still be changes, and the smiles on the faces of many members are more sincere.
The tour starts the next day. After today's preview, the members packed up and planned to go back to make the final adjustments. In Mr. Dorensa's lounge, an unexpected guest was also ushered in.
"Dorensa, we've known each other for decades. I don't want to hide it from you... I think it's better for the orchestra to find a new chief earlier." The speaker was Wei Ai's deputy chief, Mr. Anthony, who took over half a month ago. Zayev's post, is currently the orchestra's interim chief.
Master Anthony is 72 years old this year. Even in the world of violin, he is still an older musician. His hair is gray, his face is wrinkled and ravine, and the traces of time are very obvious. Although his body is still strong, he can no longer adapt to the long-term orchestra rehearsal.
So before Zayev's accident, Anthony had already decided to retire from the orchestra and become a freelance violinist.
Hearing this, Master Dorenza sighed and said helplessly, "Anthony, a good principal violinist is not so easy to find, can you give me a little more time?"
Anthony also understood Mr. Dorensa's predicament, but he still shook his head and sighed: "Toronsa, I understand my level. If I could lead the orchestra ten years ago, I would be very happy and doubled. I'm working hard. But Dorensa, I don't have such a strong body now. I think... I can only give you three more months. The pressure and intensity of the chief's work is too high, I'm afraid I can't take it anymore. down."
Become the chief of Wei Ai
This is the dream of every violinist.
But Mr. Anthony knew that he really didn't have the energy and perseverance to be the principal of the orchestra. Because the greater the glory and the higher the status, the more difficult tasks and responsibilities are represented.
In the quiet and quiet command lounge, Mr. Dorenza was silent for a long time. In the end, he finally gave this answer: "Okay, Anthony, within three months, I think I will find you an excellent deputy chief to share your tasks. I hope you can persevere and guide Some of his experience as a principal will be better for our orchestra."
Anthony thought about it and agreed.
The Danube River outside the window flows slowly as it did thousands of years ago, and it also witnesses the alternation of the members of this world's top orchestra.
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The Parisien Theater is Vienna's local theater, which means that most of its members are locals. They rarely go to the world to perform, the workload is relatively light, and of course, there are many holidays.
A month and a half after coming to Parison Theater, Qi Mu ushered in his first long vacation after working.
As he said the day before, after the holiday, he did not relax himself immediately, but followed Min Chen to Bai Ai's temporary rehearsal hall, intending to learn some experience from the daily rehearsal of this top orchestra.
Bai Ai's temporary rehearsal hall in Vienna is a medium-sized concert hall on the third floor of the building of the Friends of Music Association.
This is a concert hall that can accommodate 300 spectators. The architectural layout of the imitation golden hall, the same golden-yellow gilt ceiling, and the same colorful and beautiful painted murals, are very classical in style.
When Qi Mu followed Min Chen into the backstage of the rehearsal hall, he looked at the concert hall curiously for a long time.
When Qi Mu and Wei Ai rehearsed at the Friends of Music Association building in their previous life, they used another medium-sized concert hall. He had never been to this concert hall that resembled the Golden Hall, so he couldn't help but take a few more glances.
In fact, Qi Mu's behavior is quite normal. When most musicians first entered the building of the Friends of Music Association, they couldn't help but be overwhelmed with excitement, and it was difficult to restrain their excitement.
This is the most sacred and solemn place in Vienna, the Holy Land of Music. It is the honor of every musician to come here to perform.
Of course, when Qi Mu officially met the members of Bai Ai, he was surprised to find that all of them bowed their heads and prepared their musical instruments solemnly. The whole backstage seemed to be a solemn church with no one Talk out loud.
Qi Mu: "..."
Wrong way
Qi Mu was puzzled, when suddenly he saw Kodori walking out of the room on the other side with a violin. Seeing Qi Mu, he widened his eyes in surprise, and then greeted him with a smile: "So... are you coming to observe today, Angel?"
These words were like a thunderclap, and the members of Bo Ai, who were still serious and serious just now, all raised their heads and looked in Qi Mu's direction. Then, chattering discussions sounded in various languages—
"Eh?! Is the little angel coming today? How come no one said anything?"
"Oh, here comes the little angel... Did God hear my prayer last night?"
"This is just heaven, God must have heard our call!"
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In these words, Qi Mu could only understand English, German and a small amount of French, but after a while, he heard someone say in surprise: "Wait, no wonder I find it strange, you said that the commander suddenly...cough cough, could it be? Because you want to welcome the little angel's inspection?!"
Bai loves everyone: "… "
The next second, Qi Mu felt that everyone's eyes were directed towards him. In those eyes, some contained sighs of grief, and some contained sweet expectations, which can be described as complex and profound, even more difficult to understand than Goldbach's conjecture.
Qi Mu: "..."
Still staring at him.
Qi Mu: "...Is there something on my face?"
Bai loves everyone: "QAQ!"
Little angel, you are the torment of sweetness and pain! ! !
Although he said that, when Qi Mu said that he would come here for the next few days to learn from everyone's experience during rehearsal, everyone in Bo Ai was excited and sad, as if they had foreseen their own sorrows and joys in the next few days. Additive life.
Seeing their expressions of "little angel, you don't understand our sorrow", Qi Mu nodded thoughtfully. After the rehearsal in the morning, while eating a simple fast food, he asked curiously, "Min Chen, a member of Bo Ai... Are you not welcome to come?"
Without waiting for Min Chen's response, Daniel on the side immediately shook his head heavily: "No no no! Little angel, you have to look at the essence through phenomena, and you have to understand that they warmly welcome you every hour, every moment, every minute, every minute. ·Stay in the mood of the orchestra for seconds. Of course... You must not come or go for a day, you must keep an eye on it all the time!"
Qi Mu: "...?"
Daniel explained again: "You think, little angel, learning experience is of course a complete set of learning. Maybe it's the moment you take a break, you miss something very important, or you lose it. An opportunity for inspiration, you say?"
Hearing this, Qi Mu thought for a while, and then it made more sense: "Daniel, I didn't expect you to have experience in this area?"
Hearing this, Daniel laughed dryly: "Hahahaha, as long as you can learn something, little angel, that's fine, that's fine!"
There was a bright smile on the face of the blond manager, but in the indifferent and cold eyes of a certain man, he was already full of bullshit in his heart.
Everyone, I have tried my best to do more things for you, and in the future... it's up to you!
In the next few days, everyone in Bo Ai really wanted to erect a monument of merit for their great orchestra manager, and engraved a few big characters on it: You are electricity, you are light, you are the messenger of heaven!
For five or six days, Qi Mu has been watching Bai Ai's rehearsal carefully every moment, learning from their experience. Most of the time, Min Chen personally stood on the podium and conducted the orchestra to rehearse, and sometimes it was done by Ketoli.
But no matter who presided over the rehearsal, everyone in Bo Ai said-
It was five of the most wonderful and blissful days they've ever had!
During these days, they seemed to feel the warm and gentle spring breeze, the icebergs melted, and all things recovered.
There is no longer any venomous accusations, and there is no longer any need to be wary and cautious. Although there are occasional small mistakes, their commanders will only point out their mistakes in a gentle tone, and even encourage them to work harder!
Encourage! It's actually an encouragement! ! !
Not to reprimand, but to encourage! ! ! !
That's one small step for mankind, but one giant leap for all their members!
During the afternoon tea break on the fifth day, Min Chen and Daniel went to the conference room to discuss the performance of tomorrow's performance, while Ketoli and Qi Mu spent a wonderful afternoon leisurely in the small coffee shop outside the rehearsal hall. .
In the coffee room, all the members' faces were filled with happy and contented smiles, and even Ke Duoli chuckled and said to Qi Mu with emotion: "Xiao Qi, I have really discovered it now, you probably really are. A little angel sent by God."
Qi Mu, who didn't know why, said, "...???"
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[small theater]
Mr. Dorensa: Where is the chief, where is the chief, what the hell are you, chief, where are you!
Master Akkad: Hello, look at me!
Mr. Dorensa: … You are too old, thank you.
Master Akkad: Look at my students! ! !
XD I feel like this is a small theater with sound