The early winter in City B was much colder than Paris. The cold wind from Siberia shrouded the city into a winter city. Once the heating inside the house or the sunlight outside the house was lost, it would make people shiver.
After Qi Mu stayed in City B for another day, he set off and flew to City S. His vacation is only one month in total, and he is going to return to Vienna before Christmas. Now that there are less than two weeks left before the end of the vacation, he naturally needs to hurry up.
As soon as he arrived at the S city airport, Qi Mu met Zhu Wenjun and his wife who had been waiting at the airport for a long time. He smiled and went up to give the two of them a big hug, and then said, "Uncle Zhu, Aunt Cheng, why did you come here in person?"
Zhu Wenjun is only in his forties this year, and he is well-maintained. At this time, he is wearing a light gray coat, which makes him look even more youthful. Hearing Qi Mu's words, a dark color flashed in his eyes quickly, but it was hidden by the lenses.
Zhu Wenjun stretched out his hand and pushed the frame on the bridge of his nose, and said, "Xiao Qi, it's been a long time since you came to visit us in City S. Of course you have to come pick you up." As he spoke, Zhu Wenjun also enthusiastically pulled him away. The suitcase in Qi Mu's hand surprised the latter.
I saw Cheng Tingwen with delicate makeup on the side let out a groan from her nose, then glanced at her "unpromising" husband with disdain, and said, "Xiao Qi, don't pay attention to him, if he doesn't want to ask you for something, he will so?"
The three of them just walked to the parking lot. After hearing this, Qi Mu's brows frowned slightly, and he smiled embarrassedly: "I have something to ask me? Aunt Cheng, don't make me happy, how can I wish uncle? Is there something you want me to do?"
Cheng Tingwen glanced at her husband in disgust, and then said, "Just listen to him tell you about this, Xiao Qi."
Hearing this, a look of confusion appeared on Qi Mujun's fair face. He turned to look at Zhu Wenjun, who was standing on the other side of the car. He saw the gentle and elegant chief conductor of the S City Symphony Orchestra smirking and watching. myself, eyes... deep.
… and sure enough something happened!
After the three of them got into the car, Zhu Wenjun finally brought things together.
At first, Qi Mu thought that something went wrong with the latest concert of the S City Symphony Orchestra, and he needed his help to perform on stage. But what he didn't expect was that Zhu Wenjun said, "Xiao Qi, the new Huaqing Cup National Violin Competition will be held soon, do you know?"
Hearing this, Qi Mu, who had just fastened her seat belt, was stunned and looked up at Zhu Wenjun in the driver's seat in astonishment. I saw that the latter also just looked up at him, and in the clean and bright rearview mirror, the eyes of the two met.
After thinking for a long time, Qi Mu smiled helplessly: "Uncle Zhu, if I remember correctly, the Huaqing Cup... seems to require participants to be under the age of 20? I'm 22 years old this year, Uncle Zhu, I may not have Way to enter this competition.”
Zhu Wenjun: "… "
Cheng Tingwen, who was on the side, burst out laughing: "Xiao Qi, you really misunderstood, how could Uncle Zhu remember your age wrong. He didn't want to invite you to the competition, but..." The voice paused. , Cheng Tingwen glanced at Zhu Wenjun who was blushing in the driver's seat, and then continued: "He, I want to invite you to be a judge of the semi-finals!"
As soon as the words fell, Qi Mu was stunned in place. Then, he got the whole story from Zhu Wenjun's mouth.
It turns out that the Huaqing Cup is usually hosted by the Huaxia Classical Music Association or the B City and S City Classical Music Associations, and the three take turns to host, but this year, it happens to be the head of the S City Classical Music Association. As the vice chairman of the association, Zhu Wenjun took on the organization of this competition.
As the chief conductor of the S City Symphony Orchestra, Zhu Wenjun's ability is naturally unquestionable. Therefore, from the initial audition stage to the preliminary stage, the competition ended very smoothly. After three days, it will be the semi-final stage, and then the finals can be played.
Zhu Wenjun handled things properly without any mistakes, and even considered the weather conditions. Who knew that just when the judges and contestants were ready for the final three days later, one of the five judges appeared. a big event.
Because it is a youth violin competition, among the five judges, in addition to three more authoritative heavyweight music masters, there are two more talents from the younger generation.
One of them, Qi Mu, also knew Wang Zheng, who had collaborated with the S City Symphony Orchestra during its centennial celebration. Although Wang Zheng is an outstanding pianist, he also has some accomplishments in violin since he was a child, and has won some awards.
As for the other candidate, Zhu Wenjun thought about it for a long time, and finally chose a young violinist in Hong Kong City. Although the violinist is a little old and has not won any well-known awards, he is quite popular among young people, so he can barely count as enough judges.
But what Zhu Wenjun never expected was that he calculated that the weather was cloudy and sunny, and the traffic site, but he never calculated—
The judge suddenly fell ill!
The violinist from Hong Kong City suddenly suffered from abdominal pain the day before yesterday. When he went to the hospital for examination, it turned out that long-term drinking and smoking had caused a cyst in the other's stomach, which needed to be removed as soon as possible. This removal... It's not necessarily good in ten days.
Therefore, Zhu Wenjun was completely worried.
It was originally a candidate who was hard to find, but now something has happened. Do you think this makes him worry
At this time, Zhu Wenjun received a call from Qi Mu and knew that he was coming to S city to visit him.
Visiting is a small matter, but Xiao Qi's coming here is a big deal!
Although most of Qi Mu's music fans gather in City B, and most music fans don't come to City S, but Zhu Wenjun has heard "Ah, Xiao Qi!", "Xiao Qi" countless times from the mouth of his youngest daughter. Your fingers are so beautiful!", "I'll lick the screen when it's dirty".
Although Zhu Wenjun and Cheng Tingwen came from a musical family, their youngest daughter, unlike their eldest son who devoted himself to classical music, was not interested in music at all. Even when her daughter became an adult and had the right to make her own decisions, even their S City Symphony Orchestra The group's concerts are sometimes too lazy to listen to.
However, it is such a young daughter who is completely unfamiliar with classical music, but she bought the album of Qi Mu and New Ai with great interest, and even learned the technique of flipping the wall, and went to foreign websites to search for Qi Mu's videos!
Even his own daughter is like this, what is Xiaoqi like among young people!
Although it's not very kind, but compared with Xiao Qi, Zhu Wenjun really thinks that the original violin judge is simply a scum with a combat power of five!
When Qi Mu heard Zhu Wenjun explain the matter carefully, he put down his chopsticks and looked at Zhu Wenjun, who looked at the opposite, "Xiao Qi, you will definitely not refuse, right?" After thinking about it, he said, "Uncle Zhu, Although I am honored that you have invited me like this, but... my qualifications are still too shallow, I am afraid I cannot... "
"No! Xiao Qi! Your qualifications are not shallow at all! Last night, Mr. Tan called me very proudly and told me that you had already become the principal of the Vienna Parisen Theater Orchestra, and even had a relationship with Derek. You have worked with the Symphony Orchestra, and you have been invited by New Love before, so your qualifications are not shallow at all!" After a pause, Zhu Wenjun recalled: "I remember Tan always saying this: 'My family Of course, Xiao Qi is the most powerful, your stupid son is no match at all!'"
Cheng Tingwen's face darkened, and she gave her husband an elbow.
Qi Mu: "..."
It turns out... In Lao Tan's heart, he actually has such a stalwart image
But even so, Qi Mu was still a little hesitant: "Uncle Zhu, I have never been a judge of any competition. Will this be the first time..."
"No! Xiao Qi, I believe in your ability to appreciate music. You only need to comment on the players' music and give scores from your perception, and that's it." After a pause, Zhu Wenjun tweeted The frame on the bridge of the nose, smiled: "Xiao Qi, among these children who entered the semi-finals, there are many good seedlings. Like you, they are the future pillars of the Chinese classical music industry. In fact, I also have a little selfishness, just hope You can also look at these children and give them some pointers so that they can grow up better.”
These words made Qi Mu stunned, and he raised his head to look at the other party. I saw this elegant middle-aged man looking at him with a smile, his eyes were deep and tolerant, as if he was looking at a beloved junior, and he was also looking at... a growing hope.
At this time, Qi Mu couldn't say anything about refusal anymore. He looked down at this table of warm and simple meals, and finally sighed and said helplessly: "Uncle Zhu, even if I want to refuse you... I have eaten all Aunt Cheng's dishes, and I can't refuse it. Eat people's mouths. Short, um, Aunt Cheng, your tomato scrambled eggs are delicious."
Hearing this, Cheng Tingwen was very happy to put some chopsticks for Qi Mu, and said with concern: "Xiao Qi, if you like it, eat more. You child, you have been so thin after a trip to Europe, are you in? Isn’t it good there? I’ll just say their pizza and sandwiches, where can we find our honey-sauce pork ribs, fish-flavored shredded pork, and diced spicy chicken, you should eat more!”
Qi Mu nodded very obediently.
On the side of the dining table, Zhu Wenjun slowly laughed while looking at such a scene. He stared deeply at the child with a gentle smile in front of him, the comfort and warmth in his heart passed down the blood vessels to all four bodies.
After thinking for a while, Zhu Wenjun smiled and said, "Xiao Qi, I suddenly remembered something. Thinking about it now... Maybe it's really a prophecy."
Qi Mu's hand holding the green vegetables froze for a while, and he raised his head in confusion: "Uncle Zhu, I don't know what you're talking about...?"
"Remember what Master Farrar said more than half a year ago?"
Qi Mu felt something wrong in his heart: "..."
"As he said, you are such a little angel!"
Qi Mu: "..."
Now I regret not wanting to be your judge, can you! ! !
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