The large conference room of the Parison Theater is a large room with an area of about 100 square meters. In this conference room, dozens of members of the theater orchestra and dozens of opera singers can sit down to discuss and make suggestions for the next development schedule of the theater.
But now, the meeting, which started in the evening, has entered a white-hot stage. The party represented by the music director Mr. Greer and the one represented by the conductor Mr. Walls are arguing endlessly.
"Walls, I understand what you're saying, but it's not feasible! I've never heard an orchestra give up the vocal part of Ave Maria! Well, yes, I've also listened to the violin solo of Notre Dame. "Ode to Mary", but do you dare to say that "Ave Maria" is more brilliant than that with vocal accompaniment?!"
Mr. Greer flushed with urgency when confronted with performance problems. And Mr. Walls said hurriedly: "Oh no, Greer! Don't you think we've been performing Ave Maria for more than ten years, don't we need some improvement this time? Our theater is growing. , to innovate, innovate!”
"Yes! You want to innovate, but can you give me a better suggestion!"
…
The cause of the incident was a disagreement between chief conductor Walls and music director Greer when deciding on the repertoire for the Christmas Eve concert.
The former belongs to the innovative school, and believes that the orchestra cannot remain unchanged in this way, and needs to have improvements and innovations! Therefore, Walls suggested forgoing the usual vocal singing in the performance of Schubert's Ave Maria in this concert.
The latter belonged to conservatives, who believed that the "Ave Maria" without vocals could not perform the solemn and solemn music, and would only become a failure of this Christmas Eve concert, rather than achieve innovation.
The two quarreled for more than half an hour, and neither was willing to let the other.
It was also the first time that Qi Mu saw Mr. Walls look so excited. This gentleman from France completely lost his usual demeanor, and he firmly guarded his ideas.
Several members of the original band also persuaded a few words, but when it really involved whether to decide whether to "give up vocal singing", the members who persuaded also joined the "war situation".
These musicians who played the piano and played gracefully in the past have come to the juncture when they really decide the repertoire of the performance. They are all noisy, and they have no musician's bearing and demeanor - just kidding, this is a formal performance! What if you didn't make the best results because of the wrong choices? !
Seeing that the incident was getting louder and louder, several members were blushing and their necks were thick. The band's trumpet leader Nali looked at Qi Mu hesitantly and sighed: "Xiao Qi, what are you talking about? … In fact, I also think Mr. Walls’ idea is good, and we do have to make some changes. But Mr. Greer is also right. What if this change will have bad effects… Well, how can this be? it is good!"
Qi Mu was also helpless: "Nali, I don't know how to choose. This is really a difficult decision to make."
Na Li naturally knew that since Qi Mu had never spoken, there was definitely no way to decide. So she could only shake her head and said, "Oh, it seems that today's meeting is going to be held for a long time, if there is a voice that can sing in place of the human voice, it would be great! Mr. Walls and Mr. Greer will be satisfied! "
As soon as the words fell, Qi Mu was stunned for a moment. The young man's light-colored eyes widened slightly, his brows frowned, and the next second he suddenly thought: "Nali, you are so smart! I think I probably know how to do it!"
Confused Nali: "Eh?! Did I say anything, Xiao Qi..."
"I really want to thank you." Qi Mu gave Nali a smile, and he turned to look at Walls and Greer, who were already in a cold war. Qi Mu stood up and said loudly, "Mr. Walls, Mr. Greer, I don't know if you would like to hear me, but actually... I probably have a good idea."
Everyone's eyes turned to Qi Mu's direction.
Qi Mu took a deep breath, then let it out slowly, and slowly said his thoughts: "Actually, this is what I think..."
…
"So you took the matter to yourself?" On the phone, Zheng Weiqiao sighed heavily and said, "Xiao Qi, don't always increase your burden like this, you are still young, put so much pressure on yourself It's not good!"
Carrying the piano case in one hand, Qi Mu pressed the elevator button on the top floor, and said with tears in his eyes, "Brother Zheng, I really didn't put a lot of pressure on myself. I also agree with Mr. Walls' idea. There is a real-time innovative spirit, so after thinking for a long time, I decided to replace the melody of the vocal part with the sound of the violin solo.”
Zheng Weiqiao's tone was helpless: "Xiao Qi, your idea is really good, but if this is the case, then your weight in this concert is very heavy. Isn't this pressure?"
The elevator climbed up layer by layer, Qi Mu raised his head and looked at the number that kept flashing and jumping, his lips slightly hooked: "Well, but Brother Zheng, this is also a challenge for me, I haven't seen it for a long time after graduation. Put pressure on yourself, you know, people are often lazy, but they will rust."
"..." After a moment of silence, Zheng Weiqiao said speechlessly: "Xiao Qi, you are also called lazy, so will you let your brother Zheng still live?"
After the two said a few more words, Qi Mu hung up the call that spanned half the world. He took out the key and opened the door of the apartment, but was surprised to find that the room was dark and no one was there.
The sun sets very early in Vienna in winter, even if it is already dark, it is only early five o'clock at this time. Qi Mu shook his head to shake off the confusion in his heart. Just after he changed his shoes and put the piano case in the piano room, he heard the sound of the lock and key turning from the door.
Qi Mu walked out of the piano room and said with a smile, "When I first came back, I wondered why you were gone. Where did you go?"
Min Chen was also stunned when he opened the door. Hearing Qi Mu's words, his shoes changed for a while, but returned to normal very quickly. He raised his hand, raised the plastic bag in his hand, and said, "Go and buy some dinner. The orchestra's affairs are over early today?"
Since Min Chen has been to the Pallison Theater once, Qi Mu has strictly forbidden this guy to step into the theater again... Well, the show is still allowed to go to the show, but the backstage is never allowed to enter again!
You know, since Min Chen went there last time, the members of the orchestra have often laughed and ridiculed Qi Mu, saying, "Xiao Qi, how did you know Mr. Bertram?" Mr. Trem doesn't make a sound when he eats, isn't that true?" or something like that.
Although Qi Mu seriously told them that although Min Chen didn't speak or make a loud noise when he was eating, he still had the most basic chewing sound!
But these music fans had the expression of "Xiao Qi, you lied to us again".
In the face of such "brain disabled" music fans, Qi Mu deeply felt that if he told them that Min Chen was actually an ordinary person who could eat, drink and laugh, they would definitely say in unison: "No! Little Seven! Bertley How can Mr. Mu be like ordinary people!"
... Fortunately, he still remembered to keep the secret of "Min Chen is afraid of bugs".
Qi Mu took the plastic bag in Min Chen's hand, and took out the food packaged in the delicate yellow wooden lunch box and put it on the dining table. Min Chen went to the kitchen to get some utensils, and heard Qi Mu say, "This afternoon, I was discussing the repertoire of the concert. Because the memories ended earlier, I came back first."
Min Chen handed the chopsticks to Qi Mu, and asked casually, ""Ave Maria", "Blue Danube"... What else is there?"
Hearing this, Qi Mu looked up at him in surprise: "There's another song called "The Emperor's Waltz." After a pause, he asked again, "Have you heard the Christmas Eve concert at the Parison Theatre?"
A smile appeared in Min Chen's narrow and sharp phoenix eyes, and he shook his head gently: "No." In the youth's surprised expression, he whispered: "Ave Maria is a must for many orchestras' Christmas Eve concerts. The performance of the song, and the words of "Blue Danube"... Well, it's a terrifying paranoia of the Viennese towards the Strauss father and son, but I didn't expect that there is also a Strauss song, it's a terrible obsession what."
Qi Mu couldn't help laughing softly: "If you are heard by the Viennese, they will come around and beat you."
Min Chen raised an eyebrow indifferently: "Don't be afraid, my lover protects me."
Qi Mu: "...I feel that you're very ruthless recently."
A handsome and elegant man nod calmly and calmly and says, "Well, I'll only beat my love."
Qi Mu: "..."
In the eyes of Qi Mu's disgust, this simple dinner ended like this. During the meal, Mr. Bertram, who was considered by the members of the Parison Orchestra to "do not even make a sound while eating", behaved elegantly and had excellent dining etiquette, but he really did not make a sound at all.
But after the meal, the thick-skinned music master swept away the lunch box and threw it into the trash can.
Seeing this, Qi Mu's mind flashed: "...You went out to buy dinner today, shouldn't it be just to avoid the responsibility of washing dishes?!"
The man's straight and broad shoulders stiffened, then he turned his head and said with a blank face, "I would never do such a dirty thing, never, never, never would."
Qi Mu: "..."
What if you weren't so serious about it!
That's not what your expression says!
In the leisure time after dinner, the young man was earnestly practicing the violin in the piano room, while the man put one hand on the smooth cover of the piano and stared at the young man's figure earnestly.
The young man's thin back was reflected in the dark and deep eyes, Min Chen slowly frowned and said nothing.
… Really just going out to buy dinner
Maybe only he knew about it.