King of Classical Music

Chapter 65

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In Paris at the end of March, the salty and humid spring breeze from the Atlantic Ocean gradually awakened the city from the mild winter.

French people are born with a kind of romance that comes from their bones. Walking on the street, you can often see couples walking hand in hand, and sometimes they will directly give a hot French kiss, frankly expressing the sweet love between lovers.

Qi Mu has long been stunned from the beginning, and now he can walk past these loving couples with a blind eye. He grew up in Austria since he was a child, and although the folk customs are very open, they are really not open enough to kiss on the street.

The apartment is only a few streets away from the college. A handsome and delicate Chinese youth walked across the street with a piano box, which was still very eye-catching. It has only been here for more than ten days, and Qi Mu's good popularity has been vividly reflected.

Walking through the bakery on the street, the fat man will hand the bread to Qi Mu with a smile, wishing him good morning; walking to the flower shop on the street corner, the blond girl who is cutting the branches will give the extra flowers today. Put one or two branches on Qi Mu and wish him a good mood.

You see, a good-looking and polite child is the most popular.

Of course... Professor Akkad is definitely not included in this range of lovers.

Of course, Professor Akkad loves his lovely students very much in his heart, but when he encounters something about music, the master suddenly becomes serious and can't tolerate even a little sesame-sized defect.

On the evening of the third day of Qi Mu's practice of "Capriccio No. 24", Professor Akkad asked Qi Mu to formally play the piece he had arranged.

The result was naturally very disappointing to him. Professor Akkad said: "Xiao Qi, although you have tried hard to arrange some passages, what I want is never to let you completely arrange this piece, but... in your There are some wonderful chemistry going on in the performance.”

This kind of evaluation made Qi Mu more serious. In addition to practicing and adapting in the academy, he spends most of his time going out to collect wind, hoping to get some spark-like inspiration from this beautiful and romantic city like spring.

And in London, England, separated by a strait, the first performance of the Vienna Symphony Orchestra's Tour of Europe concert officially started.

This grand concert took place in London's most prestigious concert hall, the Royal Aubert Auditorium.

In this concert hall with a history of more than 100 years, musicians from all over Vienna are making final adjustments, and the audience sitting in the front hall is also looking forward to the start of the performance with laughter.

In fact, this time the concert of the Vienna Symphony Orchestra and the concert of the Berlin Philharmonic almost collided. In order to deliberately spare time, Daniel chose to perform on the fourth night after the concert tonight. .

And when Mr. Evra knew that the golden retriever agent had deliberately separated himself from the performance time for three days, he snorted with disdain and said, "Daniel, if you don't know that Ketoli has been physically in the past few days. Not great, I really thought you wanted to delay the show indefinitely."

The relationship between Min Chen and Mr. Evra is still good. When Min Chen was still studying at the Leipzig Academy, the master once conducted the Leipzig Conservatory Orchestra, and at that time, Min Chen was a pianist.

Therefore, before the performance that night started, Mr. Evra invited Min Chen and Daniel to the backstage, and then entered the exclusive second-floor box from the backstage to enjoy the music.

In the past, when Evra invited Min Chen, Min Chen would politely decline. This man never liked being privileged, so he just sat casually in the audience. And this time, even Evra didn't understand why Min Chen accepted his invitation.

Only Daniel thought for a moment and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to see with your own eyes... What's up with that Luo Yusen?"

After a moment of silence, Min Chen lowered his eyes: "You think too much."

Although he said so, when Evra began to proofread the pitch of all the members of the orchestra, Min Chen did not immediately go to the box. Instead, he stood in the place covered by the curtain, staring deeply at the handsome but slightly obvious man in the orchestra. A haggard Chinese violinist.

This is Luo Yusen...

Luo Yusen, who was playing the music, suddenly felt a chill in his heart. He looked around for a while subconsciously, but found no strange person. He had to shake his head, and after adjusting the pitch, he surreptitiously looked at the fat black man standing at the front of the orchestra, his eyes... gloomy and fierce.

Not long after, just as the percussion group was about to take the stage, an exclamation suddenly sounded in the orchestra: "God! Why are there few sheets of my score?!"

Everyone looked at Jasco in amazement, only to see the black fat man looking at his score in horror, and said, "These are the pages that I am most unfamiliar with! I can't guarantee whether I can make This piece of Huacai is completely memorized!"

There are people in this world who just don't have a good memory, and Jasco... is one of them.

If it was Qi Mu, he could guarantee to memorize 10 pages of sheet music within an hour. And if it was Min Chen, then he could play it perfectly just by listening to it once. And Jasco's violin level is very high, but his memory... is really not very good.

Mr. Evra also noticed the situation here. He sternly said, "Jasco, why is your score missing? You're ready to go on stage, you should take someone else's score first."

However, Jasco shook his head vigorously, sweating profusely: "No no no, Evra! My section is Huacai, which is different from the scores of other members of the orchestra. This section is more about skills, and it is difficult to memorize it. Just Gao, I... Although I have memorized it, I can't guarantee that I can play it all."

Evra was so angry that he couldn't even speak: "Jasco! Why can't you even keep the score? You can't memorize the score and you still haven't kept it, don't you want to perform?!!!"

In fact, the relationship between Jasco and Mr. Evra has always been very good, but when such a thing happened when he was about to perform on stage, Evra was naturally angry-

After all, he was the second-place winner of the world's worst-tempered conductor selection.

The backstage suddenly became a mess, and even Daniel frowned strangely: "Isn't Jasco always bad at memorizing sheet music? Why didn't he keep his sheet music well, and it happened to be a splendid piece? It's strange... "

Beside him, the handsome and elegant man was squinting slightly, looking at the Chinese man standing behind the orchestra, without saying a word.

I saw that although Luo Yusen was also anxiously talking to the members, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if... a very happy look.

Suddenly realizing this in his heart, Min Chen pursed his thin lips, walked up to Evra's side without any hesitation, and asked in a low voice, "Which song's splendor is it?"

Min Chen's sudden appearance made many orchestra members completely stunned: they didn't expect this gentleman to be backstage!

Among them, Luo Yusen, who was standing behind the crowd, was even more horrified! I saw his eyes widened, and even the corners of his raised mouth were about to collapse, because... He vaguely remembered that someone seemed to have commented on Min Chen when he was in school: "Mr. Bertram? Music score machine! What kind of score you take a look at, you can directly carry it on your back!"

Sure enough, when Evra suddenly heard Min Chen's question, he was stunned for a while, and then looked surprised: "My God, Min! I forgot that you were here! It's Farrer's Sonata in F major. , Damn... Have you heard this piece by Farrer? It's a piece he only wrote the year before, and hasn't played it a few times in public."

When he heard the title of the song, Min Chen's handsome eyebrows raised, and he asked in a low voice, "It's actually a song by Farrer?"

This question made Evra feel a little desperate: "Oh my god, you really haven't heard this song?! God, this is a nightmare! Jasco, don't let me..."

"A difficult paragraph of splendour... It should be at the end of the third movement." As soon as Min Chen finished speaking, Evra looked at him in surprise, only to see the former calmly closed his eyes and turned around Looking at the sweaty black fat man: "Can you understand the score without the five lines?"

Justin nodded quickly: "I understand! I'm just not sure if I can remember it completely. The score is a psychological suggestion."

Hearing this, Min Chen nodded lightly, then he took a pen and a few pieces of white paper handed over by Daniel, and quickly wrote on the score with his fingers. He wrote extremely simply, he didn't even draw five horizontal lines, he just marked the simplest notes, and even remembered to mark the symbols such as crescendo and crescendo!

In the quiet backstage, no one dared to utter a word. When the sound of writing with the pen ended, it happened that the first violin group came to the stage. Without even looking at it, Jasco took over the handwritten scores and quickly stepped onto the stage at the end of the orchestra.

Evra also breathed a sigh of relief: "Hu... Min, fortunately you remember the score of this piece, it's really nice."

I saw Min Chen calmly raised his eyes to look at him, and said calmly: "I have listened to Farrar's command before, um... It seems like it happened the year before."

Evra: "… "

Daniel: "… "

Evra stepped out from the other side of the stage in disgust.

And behind him, Daniel said with tears in his eyes: "Evra is going to dislike you again, Min. His temper is not much better than yours. He has directed this song several times, but he couldn't do it in such a short time. If you write down the sheet music silently, don't hurt him."

Min Chen gave a soft "um", but he didn't take it to heart at all.

His eyes fell lightly on the black-haired man in the second violin group, his eyes narrowed dangerously.

"Is that you... Luo Yusen?"