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"Hey, when are you coming back?" On the other end of the phone was the dean, whose voice was full of helplessness, "At least let me do a job."

Dvořák leaned on the soft sofa, with a small notebook compared to his figure on his long legs, and took a sip of the black tea next to him, "Later."

"Late, late again! That's what you replied to me when I called you a week ago!" The man on the other end sounded very angry.

Dvořák narrowed his eyes, "Fidel, you don't know, I found a treasure here."

Perhaps it was because Dvořák's tone of voice was too cautious when he said this, so that Fidel was silent for a while, and then read quietly, "It can't be that David mentioned before, the temporary principal violin of the city symphony orchestra Well, I heard that you still want him to be a student?"

"Rejected," Dvořák said with a smile on his lips.

"You deserve it if you were rejected! You skipped so many public classes arranged for you and went to country C to recruit apprentices. I know Chen Yuan from that orchestra. His violin accomplishments are indeed worthy of respect, but you and I We all understand that the limit is just like that, and now you have taken a fancy to the interim chief of their orchestra? A 27-year-old young man, you are in a daze, De."

The person on the other end seemed to be a little annoyed.

"Since when did you become a guy who easily let rumors judge for you? You didn't even hear it personally, so you made such an inference? It's not fair." Dvořák said, standing aside He clicked a few buttons on his computer.

After hearing this, Fidel was silent for a while, and then he gritted his teeth and said, "If you hadn't run away and thrown me so many questions, I wouldn't have been called by them serially all day long... But De, Is that young man really as good as you say?"

When he said the last sentence, Fidel's tone showed a bit of imperceptible expectation. It is true that Dvořák has not played for many years, but whether it is his character or his vision, he is very trustworthy. of.

Especially after Fidel calmed down for a while, looking back, he found that there seemed to be very few people who could be praised by Dvořák in the past, and most of them are now well-known figures in the classical music scene.

"The thing about the course is that you have to add it to me on your own initiative. I already said at the time that I didn't have time. You ignored my feedback. You know I hate it the most," Dvořák said, putting his hand between his lips. He took off his cigarette, then curled his lips and said, "As for that violinist, Fidel, doubting my eyes will be the stupidest thing you have ever done in your life."

Upon hearing this, Fidel quit immediately, and muttered unconvinced, "You think I am happy, the course is not arranged by me, but you, who are fascinated by a violinist from country C Yes, there is partiality everywhere in the words, it could be that the soul of being seduced by others is gone, do you want me to go over and check for you--"

"Come on." Dvořák's eyes fell on the photo on the computer screen, and he raised the corner of his lips, "The next stop is Vienna."

"Vienna? Why in Vienna? You're coming to see Wilford's competition--"

Before Fidel finished speaking, Dvořák hung up the phone directly. He stared at the young man on the screen for a while, and finally couldn't help laughing.

That little guy is going to participate in the Wilford Competition, which is the most demanding performance competition for violinists in the world. It is held in a different location every year, and this time, it is set in Vienna.

The Wilford competition is named after the top violin competition in the world. Those who can win the ranking in this competition will either be admitted to the Higher Conservatory of Music, or have the opportunity to join the family of the Dana who used to only listen to it. The first session started in Vienna, 12 years for a week, every 12 years, it will return to Vienna, and two 12 years ago, is when Dvořák came to the fore.

Dvořák stood on Wilford's stage at the age of 12, shining brightly and attracting the attention of the whole world, and now the young man has set his first stage to the world in Wilford.

If it were someone else, they might interpret the young man's move as ambitious, or as a newborn calf, but when Dvořák saw the photo of the young man with a smile on the publicity panel, he always felt that it was the young man who gave him a lot of money. His, sweetest confession.

Swiping his finger across the screen, Dvořák hooked the corners of his lips, and murmured in French in a low voice, "How many surprises can you give me?"

·

"I don't agree!" Inside the Municipal Symphony Orchestra, Liu Zhi's irritable voice broke through the door of the chief conductor's room.

Zhang Lao inside the door frowned and looked at him, and said coldly, "Yiming's strength is fully qualified to go to Vienna to participate in the election. The performance that day was perfect, which is recognized by everyone."

"Qin Yiming was not the only one who performed that day. The perfect performance was the joint efforts of all the performers in the audience. Mr. Zhang, I know you like Qin Yiming, but everyone has seen his ability. You can't just abandon our entire symphony orchestra because of your preference, can you?"

Old Zhang frowned. Liu Zhi's words were so embarrassing that he couldn't help but turn ugly, "When did I disregard the interests of the orchestra? It was everyone's hard work that made the performance perfect that day. But the credit of the chief is absolutely indispensable—”

"Let Qin Yiming go to Vienna! Mr. Zhang, the funds and so on should come from our orchestra?" Liu Zhi interrupted Mr. Zhang impatiently. Can you afford it? Then if we let the funds go out, how will we make up for the performance of our symphony orchestra next month? Will the investor chamber of commerce agree with us to use the funds like this? Besides, Mr. Zhang, let Qin Yiming went to participate in the competition in Vienna, what do you think about him, win an international award? Is it possible for him? Can he do it? You let him do such a [-]% impossible thing, then those Didn’t the money go to waste in the end?”

Liu Zhi questioned him one after another, and really stopped Mr. Zhang.

It wasn't that he began to doubt Qin Yiming's strength because of Liu Zhi's question, but Mr. Zhang discovered that it was indeed a lot of money to let Qin Yiming go to Vienna to compete. On such an international stage, there were few people in country C before. The precedent of participating, they went, and often represented not only their symphony orchestra, although they can use this to apply for more funds, but... one side is standing on him, and the other side is very good at this aspect Liu Zhi, will investors really choose to stand by him?

But just because the investors didn't agree, did they give up sending Qin Yiming to Vienna?

Mr. Zhang has been on the road of classical music all his life. He can definitely tell who is capable and who is not.Agreeing Qin Yiming to go to Vienna to compete was not his preference or selfishness, it was the insight he had devoted his whole life to classical music.

That kid is more talented than him, can go further than him, and can go further than everyone he has seen so far, it is Zhang Lao's judgment.

And when he thought of the smog and the newcomers who obviously lacked strength, Mr. Zhang became a little angry for a moment. He slammed the table and shouted at Liu Zhi, "I said let him go, just let him go." Let him go, so what if Yiming's family is not well off? Even if I pay alone, I will send him to Wilford!"

Liu Zhi paused, as if he didn't expect Mr. Zhang to be so obsessed with this matter. He clenched his fists and looked at the persistent Mr. Zhang. His eyes gradually became cloudy and fierce. He didn't continue with Mr. Zhang. Instead of fighting, he turned around and slammed open the door, rushing out.

A few people who looked like assistants outside immediately backed away with their heads down. Liu Zhi turned around and left without even looking at him. After Liu Zhi left, the group of little girls also started whispering.

"Hey, send Qin Yiming to Vienna?"

"That's what I said just now. The performance that day was good... But just because of this, Mr. Zhang is too heartbroken, right?"

"He also said that he wanted to be a sole proprietorship. He really likes Qin Yiming, but what's the use of that? He's just a stubborn old man."

"You can't say that. Qin Yiming's performance that day was really wonderful, and he was so good-looking. If he really sent it over, even if he didn't get any ranking, it wouldn't be a bad thing for our symphony orchestra, right? ?”

"What do you know? Do you think Mr. Zhang is the one who can really call the shots in our orchestra now? He is so old and stubborn, and his superiors have already planned to replace him. He has been able to do it these years purely because of his fame. You always wait Well, no matter how much Mr. Zhang cherishes his feathers, if someone really wants to throw some dirty water on him, how can Old Antique be able to stop—”

The assistant's twittering was behind him, and Liu Zhi, who was turning the corner, raised the corners of his lips, feeling that the little assistant's words seemed to wake him up.

Yes, why Zhang Lao can sit in this position is purely because of his fame when he was young. Now that he is old, it is not easy to find a chance to replace him?

After he shaved off the two old bones of Mr. Zhang and Chen Yuan in the orchestra, the orchestra would completely belong to Liu Zhi. Pointing fingers?

"Brother, that matter...how should I say it?" Liu Ming's call came at such a time.

As soon as Liu Zhi saw the phone number, his voice softened instantly, "Don't worry, brother will definitely help you out, just practice the piano well."

After Liu Ming heard this, he hesitated in his voice, "Brother, does Mr. Zhang disagree? Or, should I forget about it?"

"Who cares if he agrees or not? Give him some face and he really takes himself seriously. A Ming, it's your 24th birthday. Brother will definitely praise you this time. What Qin Yiming, what Chen? Yuan, get the hell out, the position of chief of our city symphony orchestra belongs to my brother," Liu Zhi said word by word, "You just need to practice the piano well, and I will take care of other things for you."

Liu Ming on the other end answered twice, and the call hung up.

In the darkness, the light of the phone was hidden in his clothes, Liu Zhi silently lit a cigarette, thinking of the tall man who followed Gu Yanzhi that day, his eyes revealed a trace of disgust.

He said that that kid Qin Yiming must have something wrong, and as expected, he turned out to be gay!If it wasn't for his younger brother's future, he would really not want to provoke someone with such a problem. That tall man looked like a dog from the back, and he didn't expect to get involved with Qin Yiming.

It's quite strange to say, he followed all the way last night, during which time he couldn't see the man's face, and when he left Qin Yiming's house, he wanted to continue to follow, but he disappeared around the corner- --

Before Liu Zhi finished thinking, the cigarette in his hand was suddenly taken away, and he was taken aback.

In the next second, a screen was placed in front of him.

The black-and-white picture, the blurry scene, looks like it was cut from the surveillance camera, and what's in it is actually a small video of him going to the warehouse that day!

"Skynet is restored, I still found it, isn't it unexpected?" Gu Yanzhi took back the phone while talking, lowered his head to fiddle with it, and said boredly, "I heard you calling Liu Ming just now, Zhang Old is indeed old, but guess which one would you choose compared to old Zhang and the manager who attempted murder, those thighs you hugged tightly before?"

As soon as Liu Zhi gritted his teeth, he would never mistake the voice, but when he clearly adjusted the surveillance, where did Qin Yiming find this video? !

"Did you record it?" After a moment of silence, Liu Zhi asked in a low voice.

"Guess." Gu Yanzhi laughed twice while talking, "Oh, by the way, did you go home after the performance that day?"

Gu Yanzhi's topic changed so suddenly that Liu Zhi subconsciously replied no, but when he came back to his senses and wanted to change his words, Gu Yanzhi behind him had already walked away, and even turned around to show him a very provocative gesture.

Liu Zhi, who was standing there, clenched his fists tightly, his eyes staring at Gu Yanzhi with anger.

It has been a long time since he was reborn, relying on his understanding of the future of this world, he has gone very smoothly in almost every step, and found the evidence to threaten Qin Yiming in advance, so that his younger brother can sit in the chief position.

But... why did it become like this?

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