King of Classical Music

Bo Ai’s symphony concert was still held in the Golden Hall this year. The gentlemen and ladies who came from all over the world wore dresses and formal attire, stepped on the red carpet under the building of the Friends of Music Association, and entered this world-renowned venue with great anticipation. concert hall.

Taking advantage of his position, Mr. Dorenza distributed a ticket to Bo Ai's concert to each of the members of Wei Ai.This ticket looks like a thin card, but everyone knows how important the meaning of this black bronzing card is——

This is an invitation that many music fans dream of!

Although many members of Wei Ai said "I don't want to go to Bo Ai's concert" and "The first stop of the performance at our door, it's a naked provocation! I don't want to listen to it", but when the night of the performance came, Those people who had firmly refused to attend the concert during the day all appeared at the entrance of the concert hall in formal attire.

"Charlie, didn't you say who is going to listen to who is a puppy?"

"Wow wow wow!"

"..."

When the concert started, Qi Mu was sitting on Mr. Dorenza's right hand, talking with him in a low voice.

For professionals like them, listening to Bo Ai's concert hall is not only for enjoying classical music, but more importantly, it is to get the improvement of themselves from the other party's staffing, music style, performance of performances, etc. experience.

At this time, Qi Mu no longer cared about who was conducting. As Wei Ai's deputy chief, his top priority was to learn from Bo Ai's concert.

Therefore, when Min Chen lowered his eyes to look at him, Qi Mu turned his head bluntly and said to Mr. Dorenza in a low voice: "Mr. Dorenza, Bo Ai's first violin group has appointed 11 people this time... ..."

Min Chen: "..."

After all members of the Bo Ai Orchestra bowed to the audience off the stage to thank the audience, Beethoven's "Symphony of Destiny" was the first to be played.

If you dare to start with "Destiny", you must have the strength to compete with "Destiny".

In the resplendent concert hall, the auditorium was silent, but the voice on the stage was extremely loud, roaring in the entire concert hall with an unstoppable momentum.The French horn is sounding the movement of life passionately, and the stringed instruments are playing hurriedly and nervously. Everything seems to be welcoming the next tense turning point, trembling for life!

This piece of music has already been familiarized and imprinted in the hearts of every listener in the audience. As the piece is getting closer and closer to the climax, many people even have flushed cheeks with excitement, waiting for the resounding clarion call of the heroes' liberation and freedom. Then you can defeat the shackles of fate!

Bo Ai's music style is as elegant as ever, and their metal-like timbre adds a lot of color to this resolute piece, making it even more indescribably majestic and imposing.

From Qi Mu's point of view, there was no way to see the expression of the man on the podium, but from the strong and powerful command of the other party, he could feel that this man was wrestling with the giant beast of fate.

This song is even more wonderful than when he heard it in the Bai Ai rehearsal hall a month ago. The overwhelming morale makes people have to avoid the edge, and he feels a dazzling and longing for it even more. The beauty and peculiarity of the world's first orchestra - the Berlin Philharmonic Orchestra.

After the end of "Fate", "Jupiter", "Paris"...

Every time the music sounds, it seems that the god of music is waving his magic staff on the stage, sharing the sound of nature that only belongs to God to the world.

At the beginning, Qi Mu could try his best to analyze the big and small problems of this concert rationally, and understand "why should we arrange such a sequence", "why should the second violin group play this passage", etc., but until In the end, he was already immersed in the infinite sound of music, forgetting his original mission.

After the audience finished all four symphonies, Qi Mu couldn't help clapping and sighed, "Mr. Dorenza, I actually forgot to analyze Bo Ai's concert this time, I'm really careless. "

However, Master Dorensa smiled and shook his head at the side, saying: "Xiao Qi, if you can always appreciate this concert rationally and seriously from an objective perspective, then this concert will not allow us to learn from experience at all. Worth. Auston has improved so fast, compared to last year, even I was blown away by his "Jupiter", let alone you? You are young, and it should be .”

Although Mr. Dorensa said so, Qi Mu still felt that he still had a lot of deficiencies that needed to be improved.

So when the concert that night was over, Qi and Mu had just returned home, and Min Chen hadn't had time to hang his coat on the clothes rack when he heard the young man's serious and dignified voice behind him: "Min Chen, tonight Can you explain to me the relevant situation of those four pieces?"

Min Chen didn't react for a while, and was slightly taken aback: "What?"

I saw Qi Mu raised his head, his handsome and beautiful face was full of solemn expressions: "I have already seen Bai Ai's progress tonight, there is still a gap between me and Kedori, but Mr. Anthony can leave I don't have much time. Min Chen, can you help me review tonight's concert again?"

Min Chen: "...four poems?"

"Yes, four symphonies." Feeling that his request was a bit overwhelming, Qi Mu sighed helplessly: "You are leaving Vienna tomorrow morning, and you are indeed a bit too busy, in fact, you only need one... "

"it is good."

The man's deep and magnetic voice interrupted the young man's next words, Qi Mu looked up in surprise, and saw that stern and elegant man raised his lips slightly at this moment, stretched out his hand and pulled him into his arms.

The warm and broad chest made Qi Mu suddenly at a loss as to what to do. He only heard the other party say in an extremely gentle voice: "My lover, I really want to make progress. As his lover, I will definitely satisfy him like this." A small request."

Suddenly, a warm current surged around her body. Qi Mu stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around the man's thin waist, and said in a low voice, "Min Chen...why are you leaving again tomorrow..."

"Because I have to leave quickly, so that I will be chased by you later."

Hearing this, Qi Mu couldn't help laughing in a low voice: "Then I have to follow up faster."

For the next five hours or so, the two sat together on the piano bench in the piano room, reliving Bo Ai's concert tonight.From the first song "Fate" to the last song "Trout", the man's long and thin fingers pressed the black and white keys smoothly and vividly, and beautiful notes flowed out gently.

Sometimes Qi Mu would suddenly understand something, and then quickly got up, picked up his violin, and practiced it.Most of the time, he listened carefully to Min Chen's performance, feeling what kind of emotion and what kind of different effects each of his small adaptations were intended to express.

Every conductor has his own different music style, Qi Mu suddenly felt that, in fact...

He really liked Auston Burtram's style best.

Just like what Professor Carl said two years ago: your music style is actually very similar to Auston Burtram.

Yes, his violin style is really similar to that of this man. They both try their best to pursue the most perfect melody, rigorous and dignified, majestic, with the most perfect and critical vision, and like the most classical and orthodox melody.

It turns out that I liked you the most from the very beginning...

When the third movement of "Trout" was played for the second time, Min Chen suddenly felt his shoulders sink.The movement between his fingers suddenly stopped, and when he turned his head again, he saw that at some point, the young man was already so tired that he leaned on his shoulder and fell into a deep sleep.

With gentle and quiet eyes as deep as the sea, Min Chen gently took aside the pen and paper in the young man's hand, then picked him up tiptoe, walked into the bedroom, and gently placed him on the big soft bed.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Min Chen didn't speak, but looked softly at the sleeping young man.

The white quilt set off Qi Mu's cheeks even more. Min Chen knew that during the two months of his absence, this young man had completely devoted himself to being busy. He lost weight even more.

"You're trying too hard..."

A sigh sounded like a murmur, and Min Chen bent down and pressed a kiss on the youth's plump and fair forehead.

At this time, a thin layer of white fish belly appeared on the eastern sky.Chaoyang was struggling to climb up on the horizon, and the golden light had already penetrated the clouds first, dyeing a thin golden border on the horizon.

Min Chen stretched out his hand to pull the quilt for the young man, and after tidying up the room, he pulled the suitcase, pushed the door lightly and left.After the solid wooden door was closed, the house slowly became quiet, only the golden sunlight finally gushed out, illuminating the world into brilliant gold.

When Qi Mu woke up, it was already noon.

On the note that Min Chen left on the bedside table, it was written in flowing Chinese characters: [I have asked the orchestra for leave for you, take a good rest, and don't lose weight.Min Chen. 】Looking at the handwriting on the note, Qi Mu couldn't help but put the note on his heart, as if he could still feel the remaining warmth of that man.

Min Chen has already worked hard, so naturally he can't stop there.

Qi Mu spent the whole day taking good care of his body and recovering his spirit. The next day he went to the orchestra again to participate in the rehearsal.

A week passed in a blink of an eye. When the members of the Vienna Philharmonic Orchestra arrived in Brussels, Belgium, Qi Mu stood in front of the majestic gate of the Delamone Opera House, looking up slightly, as if he had seen Wei Ai the night after tomorrow. The scene of the show.That was his first official performance after joining the orchestra.