It is not the first time that Wei Ai has performed at the Paris Philharmonic Hall, but the sensation of this concert is no less than that of any previous performances. Hundreds of fans gathered in this huge concert hall, even though the Paris Philharmonic has 2,400 seats, it is almost full.
An old-fashioned and serious little old man should be inconspicuous among such enthusiastic fans. But as soon as Professor Akkad took his seat, he heard an exclamation from beside him: "God! Are you Master Reed Akkad?!"
So far, Master Akkad was recognized for the first time at a concert (auditorium).
In the past, when attending concerts and operas, this master always just casually wore a suit, most of the time, let alone hairspray, he didn't even bother to tie a tie. Some people once whispered, "Hey, is that Master Reed Akkad?", but they will soon be convinced by the companion's sentence "How could Master Akkad dress so casually".
Now that he was recognized by fans, Professor Akkad responsibly signed a few names. When the concert was about to start, these fans slowly returned to their seats. At this time, Professor Akkad finally took a breath and really heard the low humming voices from around the seats—
"When I watched "The Sound of Music" before, listening to them introduce this European tour of Wei Ai was very good!"
"Ah, I also came here from Marseille after seeing the high evaluation of "Classical Music"!"
"Hey, are you too? I heard from my professor that this time Wei Ai's tour has made a great breakthrough, and it is almost praised! This time I asked him to take a leave of absence to attend the concert, and he said nothing. It's approved for me!"
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The world is fair and unfair.
Once a small flaw is reported, it is usually magnified suddenly, and it can even become unrecognizable after a second, second, third, and third report. For example, last year's Zayev scandal, which spread to many music fans, has become "Zayev hated the newcomer's strength and murdered him with his own hands before the opening of the performance".
But on the contrary, it is difficult to spread a beautiful thing. Wei Ai's reputation has been accumulated for hundreds of years, and a "chief scandal" incident made the glorious surface of this century-old band slightly flawed, but it has turned upside down for the first time in just half a year. thing-
Their performance is just too good!
Only when a good thing is good enough to be ignored and refuted, can it become a great good thing that people all over the world preach about.
From the first four concerts in Brussels, Manchester, Rome, and Geneva, Wei Ai has received numerous praises.
"With Julie Adritt, the Vienna Philharmonic Brings a New Wave of Piano Concerto! "The intersection of classical and modern, the well-deserved king of romance - Vienna Philharmonic", "Vienna Philharmonic: the splendor of an ancient myth"
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Among these laudatory praises, the "Hope" by the Belgian national treasure-level music critic Glatter was the most shocking.
As we all know, this musician has rarely written music reviews for the orchestra in recent years. The most recent one was "Madame Butterfly" by the Dresden Symphony Orchestra. Such a music review of more than 5,000 words was published directly in Belgium's "National Music Hall" magazine.
The title alone is indicative of Master Glatter's point of view—
"hope".
Wei Ai ignites a fresh and refined hope, and its music has a new change from the smallest corners. I seem to have seen the reborn awakening of this orchestra, which is a new direction for the symphony orchestra, and perhaps a new revolution in classical music.
Leaving aside whether Master Glatter's words are too good, some people questioned such an article, but most people decided to come and listen to the concert that Wei Ai called "Hope" in person.
And Professor Akkad's attitude is...
Ahem, I bought ten copies of "National Music Hall" in one go and treasured them well. The entire violin department of the National Conservatory of Music in Paris, from the dean to the professor, down to the assistant students, have all gone through Amway once, does that count
All in all, although he kept saying "Little Seven, don't let me down" the night before, Professor Akkad had been waiting with anticipation for half a month, waiting to enjoy the wonderful performance of his students.
In the modern-style concert hall, an opening warning sounded gradually, so the audience's whispered discussions gradually subsided. But for a moment, Professor Akkad spotted the figure of his student from the group of music at a glance. The little old man immediately sat up straight, thinking to himself: My little Qi stands out from the crowd!
Wei Ai who were shot innocently: "… "
The concert was not dissimilar to the one that Master Akkad had attended over the past few decades, still the usual conductor, chief, and at most a pianist bowing in thanks, followed by the opening performance.
It was not until the second stanza of this "Walstein Sonata" was played that the casualness in Professor Akkad's eyes slowly dissipated, and he listened to the music coming from his ears in a daze.
In these several tours of Wei Ai, except for this "Walstein", which remains unchanged, almost every performance will change several performances. The ability to never change the repertoire shows that the orchestra is confident in this repertoire.
Julie Adlet's piano performance is of course needless to say, and this "Walstein" comes to life under her hands, as if the dawn is reappearing. The conductor of Dorensa is something that Professor Akkad has never underestimated. His mild temper does not mean that this old friend has no strength, but he is as famous as Farrer.
But when Qi Mu actually heard Wei Ai's performance, he was still shocked.
The more brilliant the master of music, the more nuanced he is able to detect the slightest musical gap and feel the almost indistinguishable tiny progress. Perhaps it is more soft and delicate when the chords are played, or it is more enthusiastic when the collective allegro is in progress. Progress is progress and cannot be ignored!
Professor Akkad finally understands why Glatter's "Hope" seems to be the most exaggerated among the reports praising Victoria's tour. It is precisely because the appreciation level is too high that more shining points can be found, and the most real Victorian love can be heard.
It really is... a piece of hope!
"Walstein", "Piano Concerto No. 2 in C minor", Grieg's "Piano Concerto in A minor"... and the final encore "Toccata", "Sicilian Dance", the whole performance is more than two hours , which makes people unforgettable and hard to extricate themselves, until after the curtain really came to an end, the applause under the stage was long-lasting.
After three minutes of applause, the old man sitting in the middle of the crowd finally slowly raised his hands and patted them gently.
Professor Akkad's applause was very light, so light that it was quickly drowned out by the thunderous applause around him; but his movements were very steady, one by one, with relief and praise.
His students are really out of school!
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After Wei Ai's performance in Paris, Qi Mu went to Professor Akkad's house and spent a few more hours with the old man. Qi Mu sincerely invited Professor Akkad to Vienna to attend Viai's last European tour concert this season, but the latter was really unable to attend due to a waist disease.
However, when Qi Mu was feeling frustrated, Professor Akade smiled, patted the back of his student's hand, and said, "Xiao Qi, I will watch the live broadcast. Your piano teacher has heard it, really It’s not a waste of you to lose weight like this. But you can’t work so hard in the future, remember to eat more! You must gain weight to 80 kg, you know?!”
Qi Mu nodded in disbelief: "Yes, yes, I will definitely try my best to eat."
As for getting fat to 80kg... Teacher, even if you kill him, he can't do it!
The orchestra flew back to Vienna on the afternoon of the second day after Wei Ai's performance in Paris.
When they left, the city was still cold in spring, but when they came back, the ground was full of flowers, and there were many unknown wild flowers in the grass by the roadside. The spring in Vienna was as warm and charming as in previous years. Back at their base camp, everyone in Wei Ai felt much more at ease, and even the sun felt a lot rounder.
There are still three days left until the last European tour concert of Wei Ai. As soon as he got off the plane, Mr. Dorenza asked everyone to go back to their respective homes to rest and go to work the next day.
And the next day, when Qi Mu walked into Wei Ai's large rehearsal room with his piano case, he hadn't put his things down when he saw Carl from the violin team walking over mysteriously and whispered. Said: "Xiao Qi, someone was waiting for you downstairs early this morning. After Mr. Anthony communicated with him, he brought someone up."
Suddenly hearing that someone was waiting for him under the building of the Friends of Music Association, Qi Mu was slightly taken aback, thinking for a long time without getting an answer. After thanking Karl with a smile, he hurriedly put his things down and went to Mr. Anthony's lounge, intending to meet this guest.
After saying "please come in", Qi Mu gently pushed open the door of the chief lounge. The bright and warm sunlight shone down on the ground through the blinds. The first thing Qi Mu saw was Mr. Anthony who was sitting behind the seat. He looked to the side, and his eyes touched the black-haired man standing beside him. , stunned suddenly.
His eyes gradually widened, and before Qi Mu could speak, the other party first smiled and pushed the mirror frame on the bridge of his nose, and said gently and politely, "Long time no see, Qi Mu."