King of Classical Music

Faced with this sudden situation, Zheng Weiqiao was also dumbfounded. He looked at Qi Mu and whispered, "If you get No.1... I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing."

The score of this competition is selected by multiple judges, and Professor Carl will not be given more benefits just because he is the main judge.And now that Professor Carl said this, it is obvious that he means that No.2 in his score is higher than No.1, but after combining with the scores of other judges, he got the current dissatisfied score. result.

In fact, Qi Mu was also deeply surprised by the current scene.

He looked at the bearded professor on the stage with complicated eyes. After a long time, he sighed and said, "Professor Carl's temper has always been weird..."

Zheng Weiqiao subconsciously wanted to blurt out the question "How do you know he has a weird temper", but when he saw Qi Mu frowning slightly, he was taken aback for a moment, and swallowed what he wanted to say again.

On the stage, Professor Carl began to announce the results of No.1: "No.1 is a very down-to-earth kid with profound skills. His performance of "E Minor" really surprised me. He is—"

Zheng Weiqiao subconsciously held her breath.

Qi Mu lowered his eyes slightly, and already understood the ending.

"He is Sheng Yanhui!"

Sheng Yanhui, who was sitting on the seat in front of Qi Mu, still didn't understand what happened, until the people around him congratulated him one after another.Sheng Yanhui just got up and was about to walk on the stage, when he suddenly realized something, he turned his head and looked at Qi Mu with a complicated expression.

Under the dazzling light, half of Qi Mu's cheek was illuminated, he smiled and said, "Congratulations, Sheng Yanhui."

Sheng Yanhui's lips moved, but in the end he went on stage without saying anything.

After Professor Carl handed the No.1 trophy to Sheng Yanhui, he said to the microphone: "No.2 has superb skills and can perform Paganini's music to this level. Very rare. He's just—"

"Qi Mu."

Amidst the applause and applause of the whole hall, Qi Mu calmly walked to the stage.At this time, Sheng Yanhui and No.3 Zhao Zhengwen were standing on both sides of Professor Carl, as if they were welcoming him, the No.2.

Qi Mu reached out to take the crystal cup handed over by Professor Carl. Before he could say thank you, the bearded professor suddenly whispered: "Long time no see, Qi Mu. You want to go to Munich with me study?"

"..."

Qi Mu's movement of receiving the crystal cup froze for a moment, and then he asked, "Professor, shouldn't No.1 have the opportunity to study further?" Ability, Qi Mu deliberately changed into English: "Look, I'm only No.2." While speaking, Qi Mu shook the crystal cup in his hand.

Professor Carl frowned and asked, "Who said that only one person is allowed?"

"..."

At this time, the leader's speech had already begun. Except for Qi Mu and the bearded professor who were whispering on and off the stage, everyone else was listening carefully.

Qi Mu glanced casually at Sheng Yanhui from the corner of his eye, and then whispered, "Professor Carl, Sheng Yanhui will be a good student. For his age, his level is very high, even in Europe, I think They are all top-notch. If you accept him as your apprentice, you will definitely not make a mistake."

Unexpectedly, the bearded man seemed to be determined by the weight, and refused to let go: "But, your level is higher than his. Your performance of the last piece really dropped your level. I know you should It's not just at the current level. The Munich Academy of Music has resources that you can't believe, kid, you can't grow in China, and the place you should go is the academy."

"Thank you for your kindness, but Professor Carl, I'm not old enough to go to the academy quickly, but Sheng Yanhui...can't wait." Qi Mu raised his eyes to the burly and strong Professor Carl, with firm eyes: "I I want to ask you, if I am No.1 in this game, will you accept No.2?"

Professor Carl was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head and said, "No."

"Then this is really a joke of God, Professor Carl, I happen to be No.2, why do you need to break the rules?" Qi Mu spread his hands and said with a smile: "Professor, I really hope to be your student, but I I don't want you to make an exception to accept apprentices in this way. To be honest, your style is not suitable for me, and you know it."

Professor Carl nodded in embarrassment.

"Believe me, if your student is Sheng Yanhui, then you will be like Romeo and Juliet—'love at first sight'."

After a long time, Professor Carl seemed to have finished thinking. He showed a simple and honest smile on his face covered by a thick beard, nodded in approval and said, "It's a pleasure chatting with you, Qi. It's a pity, you are really not suitable for me. student, your style... is somewhat similar to his."

Qi Mu was taken aback suddenly, and asked reflexively, "Who?"

A sentence of obscure German came out of Professor Carl's mouth, which made Qi Mu stunned.

It wasn't until the competition was completely over and Zheng Weiqiao drove him to the City B Symphony Orchestra that Qi Mu slowly came back to his senses.He turned his head and looked out of the window, only to see the rare blue sky of City B through the clean glass window, as if it was as blue and boundless as the rest of the world.

"Auston Burtram..."

"Xiaoqi, what did you just say?" Zheng Weiqiao asked, "Although you are only No.2, you are already very remarkable. After all, you have not touched the violin for so many years, and it is really good to be able to return to your current level!"

Qi Mu looked away from the window, he nodded with a smile, and said, "Brother Zheng, you don't need to comfort me, I already feel very happy."

Zheng Weiqiao looked at Qi Mu carefully for a long time, and after confirming that he was really not disappointed at all, he turned his head and continued driving.On the side, Qi Mu slowly frowned his delicate eyebrows, and after a long time, he suddenly curled his lips into a smile.

Bertram is a noble surname in Germany and one of the four dukes. People with this name will own countless assets that belong to the Bertram family that have accumulated for hundreds of years.But it is a pity that after the two world wars, this family is no longer as glorious as it was in the past few hundred years. It is said that their hundreds of years of assets have also shrunk by half.

But even so, it is still a giant standing among the upper class in Germany.

As for the current generation of the Duke of Bertram, the poor man has no next generation to inherit his title.Due to some special reasons, the new Duke no longer has German nationality. Apart from the name "Auston Bertram", he also has a more widely known name——

Min Chen.

Thinking of this name, the smile on Qi Mu's lips became more helpless.

This is the first time that someone has mentioned Min Chen's name in his ear since he was reborn. If he didn't say it, he almost forgot that in the lounge of the golden hall, where he closed his eyes for the last time, he and Luo Yusen What did that scumbag say? He deliberately used the word "Min Chen" to annoy him.

"My style...is very similar to him?" Qi Mu murmured to himself as he was submerged in the softly flowing music in the car. Qi Mu thought for a while, then shook his head with a smile: "The music of Min Chen and I The style...how could it be like that?"

At this moment, Berlin is half a world away.

Being able to enjoy the reputation of "the best orchestra in the world", the Berlin Philharmonic Orchestra really lives up to its name.From the world-class members of the orchestra, to the world-renowned principal violinist, and even the conductor who is too good to be envied, as long as the Berlin Philharmonic is mentioned, no one in the music industry can find a fault.

This orchestra has inherited the rigorous and solemn character of the Germans, and every piece they perform is so perfect that it makes people feel that it is God's work.The same orchestra, but different conductors, will conduct different styles.

If someone wants to ask what is Min Chen's style?

Vienna's hall-level music newspaper "Voice of Vienna" once commented on two words——

perfect.

It simply brought the harsh and delicate characteristics of the Germans to the extreme. In the concert conducted by Min Chen, everyone can only feel that this piece of music should be played in this way, with this kind of emotional rendering, this kind of instrument matching. , This rhythm control.

And now, the rehearsal hall of the Berlin Philharmonic Orchestra is ringing like the roar of the soul. When the song is over, the man standing on the podium shows a slight look of satisfaction.He raised his head and looked around the orchestra, and after meeting everyone's gaze, he opened his lips and said, "Tomorrow is the last rehearsal, are you...ready?"

The man's deep and magnetic voice spread out from the podium to the surroundings. He spoke in obscure German, but it made people think it was as mellow as playing a cello.

Everyone in the audience nodded in unison and said, "Ready."

Having cooperated for many years, Min Chen is also very confident in these partners.He nodded in satisfaction, and turned to look at the principal violinist aside.

The latter immediately stood up knowingly, and said: "Then the day after tomorrow we will start our last global tour of the year. In these two days, everyone should prepare the things that should be prepared. Our first stop is London, and we will go to Paris, New York, Tokyo, Singapore and Berlin, and finally going to China's capital city B, everyone knows that, right?"

Everyone said "hmm" in unison.

Hearing this, the chief smiled and turned to look at the man standing on the podium, and said, "Min, should we continue today?"

The handsome and indifferent man shook his head slightly, but after a while, everyone present packed up their things in an orderly manner and left the rehearsal hall.

At this time, the blond man who had been watching for a long time stepped forward, patted the man on the shoulder with a smile, and said, "Min, the last tour of this year is about to start, why do you regard city B as the city of this year?" Is it the last stop?"

The lights gathered on the stage shone down from top to bottom, sculpting the man's profound face into a more three-dimensional shape.He glanced lightly at the blond man, and asked, "Daniel, how are your preparations for tomorrow's rehearsal?"

"...You want me to do this?!"

"Aren't you my agent?"

"……Yes."

"Oh, how's the preparation going?"

"..."

Seeing Daniel scratching his hair and walking away, Min Chen's deep and dark eyes slowly lowered.

Why did I go to City B in the end...

Actually he didn't know either.

I just thought it was time to go back.