King of Classical Music

The large conference room of the Paleson Theater is a large room with an area of ​​about [-] square meters.In this meeting room, dozens of members of the theater orchestra and dozens of opera singers can sit down and discuss, and make suggestions for the next development agenda of the theater.

But now, the meeting that started in the evening has entered a heated stage. The party represented by the music director Mr. Greer and the party represented by the conductor Mr. Walls are arguing endlessly.

"Walles, you get me right, but it's not feasible! I've never heard an orchestra give up the vocal part of the "Ave Maria"! Well, yes, I heard the violin solo "Ave Maria" "Ode", but do you dare to say that "Ave Maria" is more brilliant than the one with vocal accompaniment?!"

Encountering performance problems, Mr. Greer's face flushed with anxiety.And Mr. Walls said anxiously: "Oh no, Greer! Don't you think we have performed "Ave Maria" for more than ten years, and this time there is no need for some improvement? Our theater is developing , to innovate, to innovate!"

"Yes! You want to innovate, but can you give me a better suggestion!"

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The cause of the incident was that when deciding on the repertoire for the Christmas Eve concert, the chief conductor Walls and the music director Greer had a disagreement.

The former belongs to the innovative school, and believes that the orchestra cannot continue to remain unchanged like this, and needs to be improved and innovated!Therefore, Walls proposed to abandon the usual vocal singing when playing Schubert's "Ave Maria" in this concert.

The latter belonged to the conservatives, who believed that the "Ave Maria" without vocals could not perform the solemnity of the music, and would only become a failure of this Christmas Eve concert, rather than achieve innovation.

The two argued for more than half an hour, and neither would let the other.

It was also the first time for Qi Mu to see Mr. Walls so excited. This gentleman from France has completely lost his usual demeanor, and he is determined to stick to his own ideas.

Originally, several members of the orchestra even spoke a few words of persuasion, but when it came to the matter of "abandoning vocal singing", the dissuading members also joined the "battle".

These musicians who played elegantly in the past, when it came time to decide on the repertoire of the performance, they were all arguing, and they didn't have the style of musicians at all-just kidding, this is a regular performance!What do you think would happen if the best results were not produced because of the wrong choice? !

Seeing that the incident was getting louder and louder, and several members blushed and their necks were thick because of the arguing, Na Li, the trumpet chief of the orchestra, looked at Qi Mu hesitantly, and sighed: "Xiao Qi, what do you think about this matter?" ...Actually, I also think that Mr. Wallace's idea is good. We really need to make some changes. But Mr. Grayer is right, what if this change will cause bad effects... Sigh, this But how good!"

Qi Mu is also helpless: "Nali, I don't know how to choose, this is really a difficult decision."

Naturally, Na Li also knew that since Qi Mu hadn't spoken all the time, there must be no way to make a decision.So she could only shake her head and said: "Oh, it seems that today's meeting will be held for a long time, if there is any voice that can replace the human voice, it would be great! Mr. Wallace and Mr. Greer will be satisfied! "

As soon as the words fell, Qi Mu was taken aback for a moment.The young man's light-colored eyes widened slightly, and his brows frowned slightly. The next second, he suddenly thought: "Nali, you are so smart! I think I probably know what to do!"

Confused Nali: "Eh?! Did I say anything, Xiao Qi..."

"Thank you so much." Qi Mu gave Nali a smile, and then he turned his head to look at Walls and Greer, who were already in a state of cold war.Qi Mu stood up and said loudly: "Mr. Walls, Mr. Greer, I don't know if you would like to listen to me, but actually... I probably thought of a good idea."

Everyone looked at Qi Mu in unison.

Qi Mu took a deep breath, then let it out slowly, slowly expressing his thoughts: "Actually, I think so..."

……

"So you took the matter onto yourself?" On the phone, Zheng Weiqiao sighed heavily, and said, "Xiaoqi, don't always burden yourself like this, you are still young and put so much pressure on yourself It's not good!"

Qi Mu held the piano case in one hand, pressed the elevator button on the top floor, and said dumbfoundedly: "Brother Zheng, I really didn't put a lot of pressure on myself. I also agree with Mr. Walls' idea. There is a real-time innovative spirit, so after thinking for a long time, I decided to replace the vocal part of the melody with the sound of the violin solo."

Zheng Weiqiao's tone was helpless: "Xiaoqi, your idea is really good, but if it is true, then your weight in this concert is very important, isn't this pressure?"

The elevator was climbing up layer by layer, Qi Mu looked up at the constantly flashing and jumping numbers, the corners of his lips curled slightly: "Well, but Brother Zheng, this is also a challenge for me, I haven't seen it again for a long time after graduation. Put pressure on yourself, you know, people are often lazy, but they will get rusty."

"..." After a moment of silence, Zheng Weiqiao said speechlessly: "Xiaoqi, you are also called lazy, so you make Brother Zheng still alive?"

After the two of them spoke a few more words, Qi Mu hung up the call that traveled halfway around the world.He took out the key and opened the door of the apartment, but was surprised to find that the room was pitch black and there was no one there.

The sun sets very early in Vienna in winter, and even though it was already dark, it was only in the early five o'clock at this time.Qi Mu shook his head to shake off the confusion in his heart. Just after he changed his shoes and put the piano case in the piano room, he heard the sound of the lock and key turning from the door.

Qi Mu walked out of the piano room slowly, and said with a smile: "When I first came back, I wondered why you weren't here, where did you go?"

Min Chen was also taken aback when he opened the door. Hearing Qi Mu's words, his movement of changing shoes froze slightly, but returned to normal very quickly.He raised his hand and raised the plastic bag in his hand, and said, "I went to buy some dinner. Today's band business is over early?"

Ever since Min Chen went to the Palaisson Theater once, Qi Mu strictly forbade this guy to step into the theater again... Cough, well, the show is still allowed to watch, but the backstage is never allowed to enter again !

You know, since Min Chen went there last time, the members of the orchestra often laughed and teased Qi Mu, saying, "Xiaoqi, how did you know Mr. Bertram?", "Xiaoqi, I heard that Mr. Bai Mr. Treme doesn't even make a sound when he eats, is it true?" or something like that.

Although Qi Mu told them seriously that although Min Chen didn't talk or make loud noises when eating, the most basic chewing sound was still there!

But these music fans had an expression of "Xiaoqi, you lied to us again".

Faced with such "brain-dead" music fans, Qi Mu deeply felt that if he told them that Min Chen is actually an ordinary person who can eat, drink, and mess, they would definitely say in unison: "No! Little Seven! How could Mr. Mu be like an ordinary person!"

...Fortunately, he still remembers to keep the secret that "Min Chen is afraid of bugs".

Qi Mu took the plastic bag from Min Chen's hand, and took out the food packed in exquisite yellow wooden lunch boxes and put them on the dining table.Min Chen went to the kitchen to get some tableware, then heard Qi Mu say: "This afternoon we are discussing the repertoire of the concert, because the memory ended earlier, so I came back first."

Min Chen handed the chopsticks to Qi Mu, and asked casually, ""Ave Maria", "The Blue Danube"... what is the other one?"

Hearing this, Qi Mu looked up at him in surprise: "There is another song called "The Emperor's Waltz." After a pause, he asked again: "Have you heard the Christmas Eve concert at the Palaisson Theater?"

There was a smile in Min Chen's narrow and sharp phoenix eyes, and he shook his head lightly: "No." Amid the surprised expression of the young man, he said with a low smile: ""Ave Maria" is a must for many orchestras' Christmas Eve concerts. As for the repertoire, "The Blue Danube"... Well, it can be regarded as the paranoia of the Viennese towards the Strauss father and son gods, but I didn't expect that there was also a Strauss song, which is a terrible obsession Already."

Qi Mu couldn't help laughing out loud: "If the Viennese heard what you said, they'd have to surround you and beat you up."

Min Chen raised an eyebrow indifferently: "Don't be afraid, my lover will protect me."

Qi Mu: "...I feel that you are very indebted recently."

The handsome and elegant man nodded calmly, and said in a calm tone: "Well, I only beat my wife."

Qi Mu: "..."

Under Qi Mu's disgusted eyes, this simple dinner ended like this.During the meal, Mr. Bertram, who was considered by the members of the Paleson Orchestra as "not even making a sound when eating", had an elegant manner and excellent dining etiquette, and he really didn't make a sound.

But after the meal, the cheeky music master directly swept the lunch box and threw it into the trash can.

Seeing this, a flash of light flashed in Qi Mu's mind: "... You went out to buy dinner on purpose today, maybe it's just to avoid the responsibility of washing dishes?!"

The man's tall and broad shoulders froze, then he turned his head and said expressionlessly: "I never do that kind of nasty thing, never. Never. Never."

Qi Mu: "..."

Since you are not so serious, what are you doing!

That's not what your expression says!

In the leisure time after dinner, the young man practiced the violin seriously in the piano room, while the man put one hand on the smooth cover of the piano and stared at the young man seriously.

The thin back of the young man was reflected in the dark and deep eyes, Min Chen frowned slowly, without saying a word.

...really just out to buy dinner?

Maybe only he knows about it.