There are a few white clouds floating on the clear blue sky. At the beginning of February, the coldness of Berlin's winter has gradually dissipated, and the humidity and warmth that only belongs to spring are slowly returning to this land.
The beautiful Rhine is shimmering in the sunlight, and the Boai headquarters building not far away is reflected in the ripples of the river, which seems to be a little softer.
Like Wei Ai, for Bai Ai, various small-scale performances and large-scale tours around Europe in the first half of this year are also important tasks for them to start the year. At the beginning of January, they set the specific city and related performance repertoire for this year's performance, and now they have already invested in arduous rehearsal.
The spacious and concise rehearsal hall is still the most prominent Bauhaus style of Bai Ai, and the loud and majestic music reverberated throughout the rehearsal hall for a long time.
The conductor's right hand on the stage suddenly stopped, and the sound of the trombone group stopped abruptly. His left hand was gently raised and gently climbed up the edge, followed by the beautiful sound of the violin.
When Qi Mu came to Bai Ai's rehearsal hall, what he heard was Beethoven's "Symphony of Destiny", which had both momentum and emotion.
The man's tall and handsome back is like a poplar tree, standing in the center of the stage. He seems to be the emperor in the palace, and he guides this heroic teacher named "Bai Ai" with vigor. Even in "Fate", He was tightly strangled by the neck.
The music is rising, the emotions are burning, and when it reaches its peak, it finally ends slowly, like a warrior who strikes again at the end of his destiny, riding the song of victory, gaining the dawn of hope, and using fierce and gradual The music that warms down expresses his joy.
In fact, Bai Ai has rehearsed such a "Symphony of Destiny" countless times. All the members cooperated harmoniously, and even the emotions have entered the peak state under the leadership of the conductor.
Facing such a majestic "Fate", Qi Mu had to reach out and applaud.
Crisp applause sounded in the quiet concert hall, and at this time, no one noticed his arrival. Ke Duoli looked at the young man who suddenly appeared at the door of the rehearsal hall, and beside him, Min Chen was the last to see Qi Mu.
With his back to the auditorium, Min Chen turned around, and finally found the young man who suddenly visited.
His deep and narrow eyes widened suddenly, and Min Chen quickly said, "Kedori, you will guide the next rehearsal", and then walked directly off the stage and walked towards the young man whom he had not seen for a long time.
When Qi Mu saw Min Chen approaching him, he smiled and planned to say, "The song "Fate" just now was really good, but just as he said the word "just now", he was hugged by the man. Then he took him directly out of the rehearsal hall like a kidnapping.
Qi Mu was held "all the way" and didn't understand what was going on until he was suddenly pulled by his arm and entered Min Chen's command lounge. Just as he was about to ask, he heard the door slam "bang-" A loud bang, followed by a hot, tight embrace.
The man's strong arms hugged Qi Mu's waist tightly, he buried his face in Qi Mu's shoulders, panting slightly. Qi Mu was only stunned for a while, and then he reached out and hugged the other person as well. He smiled helplessly and said, "You really scared me, I thought something serious happened."
But after a while, the man's dull voice sounded in his ear: "Something very serious happened, we... haven't seen each other for 43 days."
Hearing this, Qi Mu was stunned, Min Chen slowly loosened his waist and looked down at the beloved young man.
The eyes were intertwined, and the next second Qi Mu took the initiative to raise his head to kiss, and Min Chen unceremoniously deepened the kiss. The taste of the other party was a little unfamiliar to the two of them, but when the soft feeling touched again, the familiarity and longing buried in the bottom of their hearts could no longer be resisted.
Pressing the young man tightly against the cold solid wood door of the lounge, Min Chen kissed the young man's lips gently but hurriedly. The body fluids rhythmically moved between the lips and tongue, and the temperature rose in this small space. When they separated, Qi Mu's cheeks were already flushed, and she breathed hard to calm down.
Pressing their foreheads against each other, Min Chen asked in a low voice, "Why don't you tell me when you come to Berlin?"
"I want to be the same as you were before... a surprise for you."
The cocooned man was speechless for a moment, and finally sighed and said seriously: "As long as I can see you, it will be my biggest surprise. Wei Ai's tour rehearsal should have started, when will I return to Vienna?"
Qi Mu was already breathing slowly at this time, his arms were still hugging each other's waist, at this time he leaned back slightly against the smooth door, smiled and raised his eyes to look at Min Chen: "It's 6 o'clock in the evening. I will continue to rehearse tomorrow, and I have something to do in Berlin today.”
Min Chen was slightly taken aback and asked, "What's the matter?"
"I came with Mr. Tuckerman, and we came to Berlin to invite a musician."
Next, Qi Mu explained his purpose of coming to Berlin this time.
Mr. Dorenza and others all hope that Viai can make some breakthroughs in this tour around Europe, but it is best not to change the most essential musical style of the orchestra. This question haunted them for a long time, and they didn't get their thoughts, but Qi Mu found a trace of abnormality in the performance materials of Wei Ai in recent years.
So at that time, Qi Mu suggested to Master Dorensa: "Mr. Dorensa, why can't we invite a pianist with a rigorous and upright style, but more of a classical romanticism, to add color to our tour? ?I found that in the past three years, Wei Ai has rarely collaborated with pianists other than Austrian, and the piano concerto has not been performed more than two or three times. I think we can invite a pianist to play with the orchestra to make this tour a A piano concerto tour."
When Mr. Dorenza heard the word "piano", his eyes widened in surprise. After hearing Qi Mu's words, he immediately nodded and said, "Yes! We haven't invited a pianist to collaborate with the orchestra for a long time. , seems to be because that bastard Zayev had a bad time with a pianist? God, how many disgusting things did that bastard do, I just found out? Okay, Xiaoqi, thank you for your advice , I think I already know how to do it, so now all we need is... which pianist?"
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After listening to the young man's narration, Min Chen calmly narrowed his eyes and asked in a low voice, "Are you here to invite me?"
Qi Mu: "..."
The immunity to this guy's cheeky skin has long been ineffective, Qi Mu was just speechless for a moment, then shook his head and said, "How could I invite you, you are not qualified to be on our invitation list."
Min Chen: "..."
Seeing the man's expression of "I want to be on the shortlist, I want to be on the shortlist!", Qi Mu couldn't help laughing softly, and said, "Alright, alright, your style is very similar to what we want, If you can be our concerto pianist, that would be the best thing. But Min Chen, don't forget... You are Bai Ai's conductor and resident pianist. If you cooperate with us, Who will lead Bai Ai on the European tour in the first half of this year?"
Min Chen: "..."
After a while, he asked again, "Am I more suitable than that guy?"
After being stunned for a long time, Qi Mu finally understood who "that guy" was referring to, he punched this shameless person in the chest with a dumbfounded smile, then nodded and said, "Yes, yes, you are more suitable than her. Fit! Okay?"
Hearing this, the handsome and elegant man was a little satisfied, and then he said: "Since you are going to invite each other this afternoon, I can go with you. I am familiar with Berlin, and I can drive you and Tuckerman. "
Min Chen and Mr. Dorenza are close friends, so he occasionally visits Wei Ai, and is familiar with Wei Ai's band manager Tuckerman.
Hearing this, Qi Mu agreed: "Okay, Mr. Tuckerman should be waiting for me in the cafe downstairs in Bai Ai now. I originally planned to meet you and leave. let's go together."
After getting the opportunity to spend another half day with the young man, Min Chen calmly curled his lips, revealing an imperceptible smile.
Qi Mu and him walked downstairs and said, "You are still quite influential in Berlin. The master is also a relatively famous piano master. Presumably with you here, she may be more likely to agree to us. This tour. You know, it's not an easy thing to do going back and forth in various European countries."
Hearing this, Min Chen suddenly remembered: "Who are you planning to invite?"
Qi Mu replied subconsciously, "Master Julie Adlet."
Min Chen: "..."
The man stopped for a moment and never took another step forward.
Qi Mu turned his head to look at each other in surprise, and asked, "What's wrong?"
I saw a rare crack appear on Min Chen's cold and calm face under the warm and bright sunshine. He pursed his thin lips slightly, and said solemnly, "...I'll take you to the intersection, and then...you go to Julie Adlet by yourself."
Qi Mu: "...You know her." It's an affirmative sentence.
Min Chen: "I don't know!"
Qi Mu: "...you know her!"
A little guilty: "...I don't know."
Of course, the young man is not worried about what else this man will have with a female pianist in her fifties... ahem, an abnormal relationship, but he is curious, what makes this guy who has always been calm suddenly so panic · panic · Confused
The corners of his mouth twitched, and he learned how a female member of Wei Ai and her husband lost their temper on the phone a few days ago. Qi Mu pretended to be sad and said maliciously, "So you have something else to tell me, Don't hide it from me, Min Chen, you are so disappointing to me, I never thought..."
"Julie Adlet is my fan."
Qi Mu, who didn't expect this answer at all: "..."
Min Chen couldn't bear to look back: "I'm a... very crazy music fan."
Qi Mu: "..."