Vienna, these three words seem to be the symbol of classical music.
In this elegant and warm city, countless famous music masters have spent their splendid and splendid musical careers. In various parks and squares in the city, you can see statues of music masters such as Mozart, Beethoven, Brahms, and even some streets and churches are named after them.
Vienna is a holy place for every classical musician. It seems that they are the happiest thing in their life to come here to listen to a concert and watch a musical.
When Qi Mu arrived in Vienna with Professor Akkad, it was mid-May.
The spring is already strong, and all kinds of flowers are competing for each other. Walking on such a quiet and quiet street, you can smell the fragrant flowers and listen to the melodious music at any time, which is really refreshing.
As soon as Professor Akkad arrived in Vienna, he took Qi Mu familiarly to a coffee shop called Sachar. Before Qi Mu could put away his suitcase, the music master said directly: "Come here for a Sachar. Cake and a latte. Oh Xiao Qi, do you want a Sacher cake too?"
Qi Mu smiled and waved his hand, "No teacher, I'll just have a cup of mocha."
Professor Akkad smiled, and after the waiter in uniform left, he said mysteriously: "Xiao Qi, although you have been to Vienna when you were a child, but... that was many years ago. Next time you have to take a good look, Vienna has been changing all these years."
Qi Mu smiled and nodded: "Yes, teacher."
"For example, the Sacher cake is a national treasure of Austria, why don't you have one?"
At the end of the day, do you still want him to taste this Sacher cake, which is known as the top ten cakes in the world? Qi Mu couldn't help laughing and crying: "Teacher... Would you like me to have another one?"
After seeing that Qi Mu really ordered another cake, Professor Akkad was satisfied. It didn't take long before two small cakes were served on the table and placed on a delicate gilt small porcelain plate, which looked delicate and lovely.
Qi Mu didn't touch the dessert after he just tasted it.
He turned his head and looked out the window, and saw a few cute children chasing each other on the light cyan masonry path. Beside them, stood a white marble statue. The figure looked forward with piercing eyes and held a thick piano score in his hand.
Looking at such a familiar yet unfamiliar scene, Qi Mu only felt like it was a lifetime away.
Everything is so familiar, even the scent in the air is the most familiar smell. The sun is still as bright as ever, and the pedestrians on the street, the road signs, and even this Sachar Cafe have not changed at all.
The only thing that changed...
Probably only him.
Qi Mu looked at the bright and dazzling sunlight outside the window, and gradually narrowed his eyes. Ten years ago, he came to this place alone, full of dreams, and he died here. And now-
He is back again.
"Hey Xiao Qi, don't you want to eat it? You can't waste it!" Professor Akkad looked at the cake that had only moved one bite on Qi Mu's plate, and blinked: "You can't just eat something so delicious as a cake. Eat so much."
Qi Mu immediately smiled knowingly and pushed his plate over: "If the teacher doesn't dislike me, can you help me share a little bit?"
Professor Akkad immediately took the plate and said "don't mind" and "don't mind".
After Professor Akkad thought that he was very thoughtful and led Qi Mu to visit Schönbrunn Palace, Belfort Palace, Stephen's Cathedral..., the two finally ended their first day of travel and came to the hotel where they stayed.
As soon as he put down the piano case and luggage in his hand, Qi Mu couldn't wait to open the thick curtains of the hotel.
In an instant, the beautiful golden night of Vienna came into his sight. The street lights of every street were where they should be, and the lights of every building were still distributed in their original places, exactly the same as what he remembered. Difference!
Qi Mu stared at this scene in a daze, and after a whole day, he finally fully realized—
I really came back.
…
Now that you're back? Something has to be done, doesn't it
The next day, Qi Mu didn't ask Professor Akkad what their recent itinerary was. If nothing happened, he wanted to go back to the house he used to rent to see.
Who knew that when Qi Mu spoke, he just knocked on Professor Akkad's door and happened to see Professor Akkad who was about to go out. I saw this gray-haired little old man wearing a very simple T-shirt and an ordinary coat today, looking like the most ordinary grandpa next door.
Seeing Qi Mu, Professor Akkad was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile, "Xiao Qi, you got up quite early. It just happened to be here, grab your violin and let's go."
Qi Mu: "... go?"
Professor Akkad nodded with a proper expression on his face: "Shouldn't we leave and stay in the hotel? Xiao Qi, young people can't waste time like this, bring your violin and let's go together. Let's roam!"
"… "
After Qi Mu went back to his room and took his violin, he thought that Professor Akkad probably wanted to take him to visit a certain master.
After many famous musicians become famous, in addition to those who like to settle in their hometowns, some also come to Vienna to integrate with the city. Therefore, there are quite a few musicians living in Vienna.
However, when Professor Akkad took Qi Mu off the subway and walked to a place he was very familiar with, Qi Mu's eyelids jumped for some reason, and a bad premonition suddenly surfaced in his heart.
When Professor Akkad brought him to a stop in front of the Prince Statue in Heroes Square, Qi Mu swallowed involuntarily, and finally managed to hold back the thought of turning around and leaving.
I saw Professor Akkad bared his white teeth with a smile and said, "Xiao Qi, let's start playing."
Qi Mu: "..."
After a while, the handsome and beautiful young man reluctantly kept the smile on his face and asked, "Teacher, what do you mean... start playing?"
Professor Akkad said as a matter of course: "Of course you will perform your performance directly here. Xiao Qi, although the teacher knows that you are from a relatively humble China, you need to be more open! Let the residents of Vienna also listen to you. The sound, like those street musicians we saw yesterday, boldly release your sound!"
The thought in his mind actually turned into a reality, Qi Mu shook his head helplessly, put his piano case on the steps beside him, and began to prepare.
When Professor Akkad saw that he agreed so quickly, he was surprised and whispered, "...Accepted so quickly? Xiaoqi is quite open, I thought I would have to persuade for a while..."
In fact, Professor Akkad did not know that although Qi Mu had never performed street performances in Vienna, when he was at the Munich Academy, whenever classes were closed on Saturdays and Sundays, he would go to the most prosperous square in the center of the city and play to his heart’s content. Play your own violin.
Performing in such a public place is a psychological test for the performers, which can increase their courage and ability to adapt to changes. There is no outstanding audio equipment, and there is no magnificent stage here. There are just some ordinary passers-by, who will give you heartfelt applause.
Of course, for Qi Mu at the time... It would be nice to be able to make a little extra money by the way.
Professor Akkad was worried about whether his lovely students would be able to adapt to such an environment quickly. After all, Qi Mu grew up known as a musical prodigy, like a flower in a greenhouse. However, what surprised Akka was that he was still worried, over there... Qi Mu was ready!
The delicate-looking young man looked at his teacher with a smile and asked, "Teacher, what kind of song do you want me to perform?"
Professor Akkad was stunned for a moment, and asked subconsciously, "Is everything ready? Has the rosin been wiped? Has the pitch been adjusted?"
Qi Mu said with tears in his eyes, "Teacher, I have already prepared all the most basic things you said."
The students were so promising and exceeded their expectations, but Professor Akkad was not used to it. He coughed lightly, and then said: "Okay, then you can play three pieces today. I won't support or pressure you by your side today. You are the only one to play. The exact track is yours to choose, but keep in mind... The first track can be amateur level, but the last track, I hope, will be at a level where you can go to the Golden Hall and play."
Qi Mu was a little stunned for Professor Akkad's last request, but after a while he nodded with a smile and said confidently, "Good teacher, I understand."
After Professor Akkad gave two more words, he quietly left. At this moment, only a lonely Qi Mu and an empty piano case were left under the big white statue.
In fact, when Qi Mu put the piano box on the steps, some tourists and passers-by looked at him unconsciously. There are many musicians improvising on the streets of Vienna, some are professionals, but more are amateurs. For such things, they have long been used to it, and it is not uncommon.
But... When the protagonist of the incident was a handsome and beautiful young Asian, they couldn't help but glance at it. By the time Qi Mu officially put the exquisite and beautiful imitation piano on his shoulders, four or five people had gathered around, waiting for this lovely young man to play.
In the place surrounded by the crowd, Qi Mu took a small breath and then slowly exhaled.
In the next second, the bow of the piano swayed, and the beautiful and beautiful sound of the piano flowed out like the sounds of nature!