King of Classical Music

Every year at the end of the year, Wei Ai's global tour will start as scheduled.No matter which different countries he has been to for performances in the middle, Wei Ai's last tour every year is destined to be held in his home base - the Golden Hall.

And today is the day of the last tour of the year.

A long and narrow Danube flows through the center of Vienna and slowly flows into the distance.In the dark and charming night, countless ships on the Danube have already lit up their boat lights, embellishing this beautiful long river into a sea of ​​lights with thousands of bright beams of light.

The building of the Vienna Music Friends Association, located on the banks of the Danube, is also doomed to be restless tonight.Numerous gorgeously dressed ladies walked onto this long red carpet under the hand of accompanying gentlemen, and then disappeared into the magnificent marble arches.

There were an unusually large number of media who came to the Weiai concert tonight, and the dazzling flashlights illuminated the road to the red carpet like daylight.After the performance started, they pretended to pack their SLR and tripod, and then ran into the concert hall.

You ask why there are so many media reporters tonight?

Of course they came to find news!

As we all know, looking at the entire classical music world, where is the most news?

Of course they are Bo Ai and Wei Ai!The former just ended his tour a few weeks ago, and they haven't found any reasonable reason to interview them yet, while the latter... isn't this just a concert!

So when Qi Mu prepared his violin and looked at the front field through the thick curtain of the backstage, not to mention the dark head under the stage, it was the reporter standing on the second floor with a SLR and a camera Let him be taken aback.

"There are so many reporters here today! Xiao Qi... You have to pay attention." A member of the trombone team came over and said, "I heard from Mr. Tuckerman that the number of media that submitted interview applications this year is higher than that of last year." Twice as many! God, how many people must there be?"

Qi Mu: "..."

It seems that he has to think about how to get out after the concert...

Although this thought flashed through his mind, at this moment, Qi Mu was actually most worried about Min Chen's problem.This man said a long time ago that he would come to this concert, but looking at the posture of the reporters blocking the gate, if Min Chen really showed up, even if he was wearing a mask, he would probably be able to Get picked up!

After thinking about it, Qi Mu couldn't help but took out his phone and sent a text message: [Why don't you come tonight, there are too many reporters here today, you might be interviewed by them. 】But after a while, the phone replied: 【Don't worry, I will be there. 】Looking at such a short seven words, Qi Mu was stunned for a while.Then when he asked Min Chen what he was going to do, the latter remained mysterious and refused to answer, until he was about to go on stage and turned off his phone, Qi Mu had no choice but to give up temporarily.

Anyway, he knows where Min Chen's seat is, wouldn't it be nice to see him then?

However, what Qi Mu never expected was that when the concert was about to start and he and Mr. Dorensa led the orchestra members to bow collectively, a certain seat on the left side of the third row of the audience was still empty. on!

There are a total of more than 1700 seats and more than 300 standing seats in the audience, which are very tense. Basically, except for some fixed free tickets every year, most of the tickets will be sold out within a week of the first ticket issuance, and the image appeared. In the case of this year's "big news", the tickets were sold out on the second day.

Therefore, such an empty seat is particularly eye-catching.And it's so far ahead that it's simply attracting everyone's attention.

Even Mr. Dorence looked at the seat in surprise, and after bowing, he asked softly in Qi Mu's ear: "Xiaoqi, I remember... is this seat for Auston?"

Hearing this, Qi Mu raised his eyes and stared at that seat for a while, then sighed, and replied in a low voice: "Yes, Mr. Dorenza, this seat is indeed reserved for Min Chen. But I think...he Probably couldn't be there."

After hearing this, Master Dorenza nodded in understanding, while Qi Mu returned to his chief seat and sat down, waiting for the performance to begin.But even at the second before the final concert was about to start, Qi Mu still glanced at the empty seat with full expectation, but what disappointed him was——

There was still no one on the seat.

After sighing softly, Qi Mu raised his right hand and slowly placed the bow on the strings.In the arms of the young man, the little princess "Edith" is lying freely and beautifully, shining bright brilliance in the place where the lights are shining, and she is so beautiful.

The piano sound of "Edith" is basically high-pitched and loud, but this "Sorrowful Waltz" by Sibelius is a low-pitched and deep piece.Mr. Dorenza stared solemnly at the percussionist standing at the back of the orchestra. This time he did not use the baton, but gently waved his hands.

Following Mr. Dorenza's movements, in an instant, the sound of gentle and dull timpani sounded faintly.

What followed was the cello's low whimper, as if it were softly weeping.Similarly, the stringed instrument group also started a slow and long croon, and even the always clear and beautiful violin wept softly, as if mourning for some irreparable ending.

As one of Sibelius' masterpieces, this "Sorrowful Waltz" depicts the grief and helplessness when the god of death is about to take away the loved ones.The mournful cry of the cello is an exclamation of the end of life and ushering in death, while every beat of the timpani seems to touch the heartstrings of the audience present.

The low-pitched and sad tune lingers in the entire golden hall. The melody is very low and soft, and it doesn't directly and intentionally express that kind of grief, but it shows a kind of pain that is extremely painful and has been Unexpressed sadness.

When the whole song was halfway through, Mr. Dorenza suddenly straightened his back a little and swung his hands upwards suddenly. In an instant, a soft and high-pitched violin ensemble sounded suddenly!The first violin group and the second violin group sang in unison, and a cheerful melody that was completely different from before suddenly sounded.

As if recalling the happy times, this beautiful melody did not make the audience off the stage feel happy at all. Instead, it was like a heavy stone, quietly pressing on everyone's hearts.

How beautiful it was at the beginning, but now when life and death are separated, what a torment it is!

A "Sorrowful Waltz" was finally submerged in silent weeping. When the last cello's coda ended, there was an immediate burst of applause from the audience, and some audience members couldn't help shouting: "bravo!"

Driven by this, the applause became more intense and echoed in the golden hall for a long time.

On the stage, Qi Mu raised his head and smiled at Mr. Dorenza, and then, within a short while, there was another Mozart's "Concerto for Violin and Piano No. [-] in G Major"!

This is a symphony completely different from "Sorrowful Waltz". The cheerful and intense opening directly dissipated the rich and sad atmosphere just now, and the cheerful and relaxed notes ran happily from the sound hole of the violin. There are beautiful dance steps in the huge concert hall.

On the stage, the French horn sounded softly, as if talking to the violin, forming a beautiful and smooth melody.

But off the stage, all the audience listened mesmerized, and even the reporters standing on the second floor gradually forgot the purpose of their trip at the beginning - to cover big news, and began to seriously Listen to this concert.

Wei Ai's strength is definitely the top in the world. If even Wei Ai's concerts can't attract these classical music reporters, then what else in the world can impress these people who love classical music deeply?

But among the crowd carrying cameras and SLRs, there was one person who seemed so out of place.It was a tall and straight man. He wore a black peaked cap and a big mask, covering his entire face.

Beside him was a middle-aged man with sweating head and pale face. He tried several times to take his SLR from the young man's hand, but was declined by the other party.After finally waiting until the end of "Sorrowful Waltz", he couldn't help but whispered: "Mr. Bertram, I'll just pick up the SLR, you don't have to..."

"Shh."

His slender and straight fingers gently touched the thin lips. Under the shadow of the peaked cap, Min Chen's dark and deep eyes were like stars, quietly looking at the uncomfortable reporter, and said, "Kewell , you don't mind, I'll just take it."

Kewell: "But the editor-in-chief asked me to bring you in and take good care of you. The SLR is very heavy, so I just..."

"No need, I'll take it."

Cowell: "..."

But you put me under a lot of pressure! ! !

Kewell wiped the sweat from his forehead, and began to regret how he was so unlucky to take on such a task.

Kewell is a reporter of "Voice of Classical". When he was assigned the task of interviewing at the Weiai Concert today, he was still very surprised.

You know, this is a big fat job!Now who in the industry is not proud of "getting the news about Auston Burtram and Qi Mu first"!If he can really grab such big brother news, then his year-end award this year will be very objective, right?

However, just when Kewell began to fantasize about what kind of car he could change into this year, the editor-in-chief suddenly called him to the office and...introduced him to someone!

Looking at the extremely familiar man, Kewell wept silently in his heart: Editor-in-Chief!You said earlier that you knew Mr. Bertram, why did they bother to grab the news!Wouldn't it be nice to have a face-to-face interview? ! !

"Oh Cowell, Auston is going to participate in Wei Ai's concert tonight, but you know, our colleagues are really too much, they must have blocked the gate and the concert hall long ago."

Cowell: "...Yes."

Didn't you say yesterday that we are going to block the door too!

"So I will trouble you tonight and bring Auston in. We must not let our despicable colleagues find his trace. I think you must be up to this great task, right?"

Cowell: "...OK."

Is it really okay for you to say that about yourself, editor-in-chief...

But no matter how much you think about it, now it has reached the point where you have to bite the bullet.As this duck who was put on airs, Kewell almost exhausted all his brain cells before he helped this man carry out a great disguise!

However, in fact... this disguise was not so successful.After all, no matter where someone stands, there is a calm and calm aura that scolds Fang Qiu, even if you want to ignore it, it's hard to ignore!Fortunately, Kewell was pleasantly surprised to find that these colleagues of his were the people he never expected to find the most, and they were actually by his side!

So, after evading exploration several times in a row, Kewell was finally lucky enough to bring Min Chen into the second floor of the concert hall... well, that is the base camp of the reporters.

Kewell wiped away bitter tears: It's really not easy, isn't it!

Beside him, the handsome and noble man slightly raised the brim of his hat and looked at the young man sitting on the stage.His eyes narrowed slightly, carefully watching every movement of the young man——

Watching him skillfully press the strings, watching his right hand flying and jumping out of the dazzling bow.

In the ear, there is the intense and cheerful sound of the piano, while in front of the eyes, there is the appearance of the young man immersed in the music, smiling and calm.Everything is as beautiful as an oil painting, or an oil painting with its own sounds of nature.

Regarding this, Min Chen pursed his thin lips with some displeasure, and frowned: Well, it's too far away, and I can't even see his young man's eyes clearly.

...Kewell on one side is about to cry, okay? ! !

To be able to take you here, Kewell said that he has lost his life span for ten years, right?You still have to go further...? ? ! !

——The concubine can't do it! ! ! !