Europeans have always had a feeling of being quiet and afraid of trouble, which is more thoroughly reflected in Parisians. In the city of Paris at night, the surroundings are quiet and ethereal, only the sound of the wind blowing the leaves is playing, which makes the night more beautiful melody.
Walking from the National Conservatory of Music in Paris to Qi Mu's apartment is actually very close, only two blocks away. But this time, Qi Mu felt very long. He walked side by side with this man who had appeared in Paris inexplicably, and involuntarily slowed down.
Qi Mu originally wanted to ask why the other party suddenly appeared here, but he suddenly thought... It seems that this man mentioned in the text message a few days ago that he will not be required for the next two concerts of Bai Ai.
So according to this statement... Even if the other party now travels around Europe, it seems to be his freedom
Thinking of this, Qi Mu didn't know what to say for a while, so he could only silently look at the ground illuminated by the moonlight.
The first spring rain of the year just fell in Paris a few days ago, and the temperature at night was not so low, but Qi Mu still wore an extra scarf—
He has always been afraid of the cold.
"Spring in Paris is very good." The man's low and magnetic voice sounded on the quiet street. Qi Mu turned his head to look at him in surprise, only to see Min Chen raising his eyes slightly to look at the hazy moonlight, and said in a low voice : "I like spring in Paris, it's quieter than Berlin."
Qi Mu was a little confused for a while with this kind of endless words. He pondered for a while, and suddenly a flash of inspiration came: "That's why... you came to Paris?"
I saw Min Chen calmly nodded, and said with great certainty, "Yes."
Hearing this, Qi Mu laughed helplessly: "I have never seen spring in Berlin, I don't know what it will be like."
Although there was an indifferent smile on his face, at this moment, Qi Mu thought to himself: It turned out that he came back because he liked Paris. He almost thought... This man came to him on purpose.
Looking at the young man who seemed to believe it, Min Chen's deep and dark eyes filled with a smile, he nodded, and did not mind darkening an industrial city again: "The air in Berlin is very bad in spring, um... Not as good as Paris."
Qi Mu had never been to Berlin in the spring before. Hearing Min Chen's words, he could only nod his head: "That's right..."
Min Chen nodded vigorously: "That's right."
… the whole people of Berlin are going to kill you!
"But I think London's spring is pretty good too. By the way, speaking of this, I heard that Bai Ai's concert in London was very successful. I saw a report on "Classical Paris" and on "Voice of France" There are also special introductions…”
Once the conversation started, the awkward atmosphere eased a lot.
When Qi Mu walked downstairs of his house, he suddenly felt that time passed so fast, and it was already there before he said a few words. But at this time, it was getting late, so he could only smile and wave his hand, and said, "Since we are all in Paris, we can get in touch if we have the opportunity."
Min Chen put his hands in the pockets of his long trench coat and nodded lightly, "Well, good night."
Qi Mu smiled and said, "Be careful on the road."
The bright moonlight was gradually obscured by a large dark cloud. On the quiet and narrow street, only three or two pedestrians walked quickly. The handsome and beautiful young man smiled and said a few more words before turning around and entering the small building. After watching him go upstairs, the man standing downstairs still did not leave.
Min Chen raised his head slightly and looked at Qi Mu's room silently. The bright lights have been lit by its owner, dispelling the darkness outside the window a little.
In fact, even Min Chen himself couldn't figure out why... He suddenly decided to come to Paris.
It was because he suddenly wanted to know what was going on with him, so he rushed over to look for the answer in such a hurry, but in that quiet and dark corridor, when he saw the thin and thin back of the young man, it seemed The "find the answer" thing... has become irrelevant.
At first, he paid special attention to him because he was familiar with the sound of the piano.
Later, he discovered that the young man's piano sound was exactly the same as that of that person, and he devoted all his attention to this strange thing.
In fact, before last year, Min Chen didn't even know that the person he had been looking for for so many years was called Lu Ziwen.
A trivial help from childhood was engraved in Min Chen's heart for a long time. After finding it, he was surprised to find that the other party had become the Deputy Principal of the Vienna Symphony Orchestra very well, so Min Chen decided—
Push him.
Recommend Lu Ziwen to Dorensa and help him perform that grand performance with the Vienna Philharmonic.
Min Chen hadn't even decided how to meet Lu Ziwen and what to say for the first time. Everything had become impossible. Later, he met a violin with exactly the same sound as Lu Ziwen's...
Qi Mu.
There are many thoughts in his heart, but on the surface, Min Chen still looks indifferent. He looked up at the lit window, and after an unknown amount of time, he suddenly walked away and disappeared into the dark street.
When Qi Mu woke up the next day, he just went downstairs with the piano case, and when he looked up, he saw that familiar figure. He was slightly stunned for a while, then walked forward with a smile, and asked, "Min Chen? What a coincidence?"
Under the bright and warm sunshine of the spring morning, Min Chen shook his head gently: "Unfortunately, I'm waiting for you."
Qi Mu: "..."
Seemingly unaware of the youth's speechlessness, Min Chen raised his left hand and glanced at the mechanical watch on his wrist, then said, "It's eight o'clock in thirty minutes. If you don't leave now... will you be late?"
Up to now, Qi Mu still doesn't understand why this man suddenly appeared downstairs, but he also knew that he didn't have much time left, so he walked and said, "Well, it's okay, recently Mr. Card went to the United States for an event and won't be back in a few days, so it doesn't matter if I'm a little late."
In fact, the journey to the academy only takes ten minutes, but Qi Mu will buy some breakfast along the way, so he will have more time to prepare. Qi Mu walked quickly, but what he didn't expect was that Min Chen actually followed him all the way.
With a smile, he took the bun prepared by the uncle of the bakery. As he walked away, Qi Mu asked helplessly, "Min Chen, what are you looking for today? I have been busy with the homework assigned by the teacher recently. What time?" After a while, Qi Mu suddenly remembered something: "By the way, have you had breakfast? Would you like to come?"
Very consciously and autonomously, he squeezed a croissant out of the box in Qi Mu's hand. Min Chen calmly took a bite and said, "Is it still Paganini's No. 24?"
Qi Mu nodded: "Yeah, it's the same song. The teacher gave me two weeks, but it's a pity... It's been a week now, and I haven't practiced the song well."
As they were talking, the two happened to pass by the flower shop. The little blond girl from the flower shop gave Qi Mu the sunflowers she had cut today. She also looked at Min Chen furtively, and asked in a low voice, "Seven... Who is this person? Are you a friend?"
Qi Mu turned to sunflowers, and the corners of his lips twitched, revealing a gentle smile: "Yes, he is my friend, Weina."
The little girl looked at Min Chen shyly again, then smiled and handed him a sunflower that was blooming just right.
Min Chen just took it in surprise, and at this time Qi Mu had already said a few words to the little girl, then raised his footsteps and continued to walk towards the academy: "Weina has only a seven-year-old mind, but she is a very easy-going person. The girls are also very kind.”
"Well, she's cute."
Qi Mu smiled and said, "She only sends flowers to those she likes. It seems that she likes you very much."
Hearing this, Min Chen was stunned for a moment, and even the steps under his feet paused. "Then she... likes you very much too."
Qi Mu smiled and stopped talking about this topic: "By the way, are you going to the academy too? I may be a little busy recently. If you need me to lead the way, I can ask Delan to take you there. Oh yes, Derain is a handsome Swiss guy in the piano room next door to me. Although he is practicing the violin now, he has studied piano for many years, and you are his idol."
The piano department of the Ecole Nationale Supérieure de Paris is also well-known in the world, and most of these proud people admire Auston Bertram, in other words... Min Chen.
Min Chen is only 31 this year, but he has already stood at the top of the world piano. Even when he attended Xiao Sai's main judge a few years ago, countless young pianists rushed to sign up for Xiao Sai, forming a group of young pianists. Small orgasm.
"I have nothing to do, I just want to go to the academy to see, by the way... I can listen to your "No. 24" with my own ears."
Min Chen's indifferent words made Qi Mu slightly startled. He turned his head to look at the other party, and saw that the man was still looking ahead calmly, as if he was really just wandering around and listening to his violin.
A strange thought flashed in Qi Mu's mind, but before he realized what it was, he disappeared without a trace.
Just stop thinking about it, Qi Mu wickedly bent his eyes: "Oh? Do you really want to hear... my "No. 24"?"
Seeing the "malicious" smile on the face of the young man, Min Chen raised his eyebrows: "Huh? Yes?"
"Then... I have to ask you to give me more pointers!"
Min Chen: "...?"
Wouldn't it be better to have a world-class conductor standing here
Qi Mu wasn't that stupid yet.
Since the other party sincerely wants to listen to his music, then... let's point out some areas for him to improve by the way.
Well, it really kills two birds with one stone.