Bai Ai's symphony concert is still held in the Golden Hall this year. Gentlemen and ladies from all over the world dressed in formal attire and stepped on the red carpet under the building of the Friends of Music Association, looking forward to entering this world-renowned concert. concert hall.
Mr. Dorenza took advantage of his position to give each member of Wei Ai a concert ticket for Bai Ai. This ticket looks like a thin card, but everyone knows how important this black bronzing card is—
This is an invitation that many fans have been dreaming of!
Although many Wei Ai members recited "I don't want to go to Bai Ai's concert", "The first stop of the performance at our door, a naked provocation! I won't listen to it", but on the night of the performance, These people who still firmly refused to participate in the concert during the day, all appeared at the door of the concert hall wearing formal clothes.
"Charlie, didn't you say who's going to listen to who's the puppy?"
"Wow wow wow!"
"… "
When the concert started, Qi Mu was sitting on the right side of Mr. Dorensa, talking to him in a low voice.
For professionals like them, listening to Bai Ai's concert hall is not only for the appreciation of classical music, but more importantly, from the other side's staffing, music style, performance of the repertoire, etc. experience.
At this time, Qi Mu didn't care who was conducting the concert. As the deputy chief of Wei Ai, his top priority was to learn from Bai Ai's concert.
Therefore, when Min Chen lowered his eyes to look at him, Qi Mu bluntly turned his head and whispered to Mr. Dorensa: "Mr. Dorensa, this time, Bai Ai's first violin group has appointed a total of 11 people... "
Min Chen: "..."
After all the members of the Bossard Orchestra bowed their thanks to the audience off the stage, the first song that played was Beethoven's "Symphony of Destiny".
If you dare to start with "Destiny", you must have the strength to compete with "Destiny".
In the splendid concert hall, the auditorium was silent, but the voice on the stage was extremely loud, with an unstoppable momentum, roaring throughout the concert hall. The French horn is playing the movement of life passionately, and the stringed instruments are playing in a hurry and nervousness. Everything seems to be welcoming the next tense turning point, and trembling for life!
This song has long been familiar to the hearts of everyone in the audience. As the song gets closer and closer to the climax, many people have even turned their cheeks slightly red with excitement, waiting for the loud horn of the heroes to liberate their freedom. You can defeat the shackles of fate!
Bo Ai's musical style is as elegant as ever, and their metal-like timbre adds a lot of color to this resolute piece, making it more indescribably majestic and imposing.
From Qi Mu's point of view, there was no way to see the expression of the man on the podium, but from the strong and powerful command of the other party, he could feel that this man was fighting against the beast of fate.
This song is even more wonderful than when he heard it in Bai Ai's rehearsal hall a month ago. The strong morale makes people have to avoid its edge, and it also feels more dazzling and longing. The world's first orchestra - the wonderful and strange Berlin Philharmonic.
After "Fate", "Jupiter", "Paris"...
Every time the music is played, it is as if the god of music is waving a divine scepter on the stage, sharing the sound of the heavenly sounds that only belongs to God to the world.
At the beginning, Qi Mu could still rationally try to analyze the size of the concert, understanding "why the sequence was arranged like this", "why should the second violin group play this piece", etc. In the end, he was so immersed in the infinite sound of music that he forgot the mission he started.
After all the four symphonies in the audience were over, Qi Mu couldn't help clapping and sighing, "Mr. Dorensa, I forgot that I went to analyze Bai Ai's concert, it's really too careless. "
But seeing Master Dorensa smiling and shaking his head, he said, "Xiao Qi, if you can always appreciate this concert from an objective point of view, then this concert will not allow us to learn from experience at all. Worth. Auston is progressing so fast, compared to last year, even I was blown away by his "Jupiter", not to mention you? You're still young, as it should be ."
Although Mr. Dorensa said this, Qi Mu still felt that there were still many shortcomings that needed to be improved.
Therefore, when Qi Mu and Qi Mu had just returned home after the concert that night, before Min Chen could hang his coat on the clothes rack, he heard the serious and solemn voice of the young man behind him: "Min Chen, tonight Can you explain to me about the four pieces of music?"
Min Chen didn't react for a while, and was slightly startled: "What?"
I saw Qi Mu raised his head, with a solemn look on his handsome and beautiful face: "I have seen the progress of Bai Ai tonight, there is still a gap between me and Ke Duoli, but Mr. Anthony can leave it to me. I'm running out of time. Min Chen, can you help me review tonight's concert again?"
Min Chen: "...Four songs?"
"Yes, four symphonies." He also felt that his request was a little too strong, and Qi Mu sighed helplessly: "You will be leaving Vienna tomorrow morning, and you are indeed a little too busy. In fact, you only need one song..."
"it is good."
The man's low and magnetic voice interrupted the young man's next words. Qi Mu looked up in surprise, only to see that the cold and elegant man slightly raised his lips at this moment, and reached out and took him into his arms.
The warm and broad chest made Qi Mu suddenly not know what to do, he only heard the other party's extremely gentle voice, saying: "My lover, I really want to make progress, then as his lover, I will definitely satisfy him like this. A small request."
Suddenly, a warm current rushed to the four sides, Qi Mu stretched out his hand to wrap the man's thin waist, and whispered: "Min Chen... why are you leaving tomorrow... "
"Because I have to leave quickly, so that I will be chased by you later."
Hearing this, Qi Mu couldn't help laughing softly: "Then I have to catch up faster."
For the next five hours or so, the two sat together on the piano bench in the piano room and relived Bai Ai's concert tonight. From the first song "Fate" to the last song "Trout", the man's slender and thin fingers press smoothly and vividly on the black and white keys, and the wonderful notes flow out gently.
Sometimes Qi Mu would suddenly understand something, and then quickly got up and picked up his violin to practice. Most of the time, he listened to Min Chen's performance seriously, and felt what emotion and different effects his small adaptations were trying to express.
Every conductor has his own different musical style, Qi Mu suddenly felt that, in fact...
He really likes Auston Bertram's style the most.
As Professor Carr said two years ago: your musical style is very similar to Auston Bertram.
Yes, his violin style is really similar to this man, and they try their best to pursue the most perfect melody, rigorous and solemn, majestic, with the most perfect and critical vision, and like the most classical and orthodox rhythm.
It turned out that I liked you the most from the beginning...
When the third movement of "Trout" was played for the second time, Min Chen suddenly felt his shoulders sink. The movement between his fingers stopped abruptly, and when he turned around again, he saw that the young man had fallen asleep leaning on his shoulder for some time.
The gentle and quiet eyes were as deep as the sea, Min Chen gently took aside the pen and paper in the young man's hand for taking notes, then tiptoely picked him up, walked into the bedroom, and gently placed it on the soft big bed.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, Min Chen didn't speak, but looked at the sleeping young man softly.
The white quilt lined Qi Mu's cheeks even more. Min Chen knew that in the two months he was away, this young man had completely immersed himself in the busyness, and he was already thin. He lost weight even more.
"You're working too hard..."
With a murmur-like sigh, Min Chen leaned down and placed a kiss on the young man's plump white forehead.
At this time, a thin layer of fish maw white had already appeared on the eastern sky. Chaoyang was struggling to climb up on the horizon, and the golden light had already penetrated the clouds first, dyeing a thin golden edge on the horizon.
Min Chen stretched out his hand to pull the quilt for the young man, and after tidying up the house, he pulled the suitcase and gently pushed the door and left. After the solid wood door was closed, the house slowly returned to tranquility, only the golden sunlight finally burst out, illuminating the world into a brilliant golden color.
When Qi Mu woke up, it was already noon.
Min Chen left the note on the bedside table with flowing Chinese characters: [I have already asked the orchestra for a leave of absence for you, take a good rest, and don't lose weight. Min Chen.]Looking at the writing on the note, Qi Mu couldn't help but place the note in his heart, as if he could still feel the residual warmth of the man.
Min Chen had already worked hard, so he couldn't stop there.
Qi Mu spent a whole day taking care of his body and recovering his spirit. The next day he went to the orchestra again and participated in the rehearsal.
A week went by in a blink of an eye. When the members of the Vienna Philharmonic arrived in Brussels, Belgium, Qi Mu stood in front of the grand and majestic gate of the Opera de la Dramone and raised his head slightly, as if he had seen Victoria the night after tomorrow. scene during the performance. It was his first official performance since he joined the band.