King of Classical Music

City B Symphony Orchestra is one of the famous symphony orchestras in China. Generally speaking, for such a formal large-scale orchestra, they all have a fixed team and rarely recruit new members.But there will also be a new situation like today, because there is no one to replace an important member, so members have to be exchanged with others.

Therefore, when Qi Mu arrived at the recruitment site where the City B Symphony Orchestra was located, many people were already waiting in the room, queuing up for a number.Qi Mu doesn't know most of the people among them, and occasionally there are one or two people who are familiar with each other just by chance.

Zheng Weiqiao introduced him: "Most of the violinists who came to recruit today are violinists from other orchestras in city B. You have been in Europe for a long time, and you haven't played in Huaxia a few times when you come back. The teacher probably didn't tell you that Huaxia's The symphony started relatively late, and personnel are still relatively scarce, so there are often such exchanges of members.”

The history of symphony music in China only started in the last century, and the internal management of the orchestra is relatively loose, which is similar to that of North American orchestras.

In Europe, where symphony music is well developed, it is very rare for many large orchestras to change personnel.For example, the Berlin Philharmonic Orchestra, which has the reputation of "the best orchestra in the world", even pursues the principle of "never die or quit".

Thinking of this, Qi Mu slowly narrowed his eyes.

He remembered that six years ago, the chief conductor of the No. [-] troupe in the world retired bravely at the peak of his career. He resigned from all his duties in a dignified manner, and handed over the baton to the current conductor of the orchestra, Min Chen. Thus, he became a myth of the king of modern classical music. .

"But don't worry, the selection of the City B Symphony Orchestra is still very formal, and the curtain votes are certain. I believe in your strength."

Qi Mu nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "Well, I will work hard."

Zheng Weiqiao pointed to a middle-aged man over there who was adjusting his pitch and said, "This is the deputy principal of the Symphony Orchestra of City B. His level is not bad, and he is your biggest competitor." Self-esteem, Zheng Weiqiao hurriedly said again: "Of course, he has never played in the Golden Hall. If you have not been abandoned in the past few years, you will definitely be able to surpass him."

Qi Mu didn't know his painstaking efforts, the young man nodded with a light smile, showing a calm smile: "Well, brother Zheng, I won't underestimate my opponent, don't worry."

Seeing this, Zheng Weiqiao smiled gratifiedly, and after a few more words of advice, she went to the side to catch up with an old friend, and Qi Mu put the violin case in his hand on the table alone, and took out the beautiful and exquisite violin , began to tune up.

The lines of the piano body are smooth and graceful, and the spruce wood grain used on the panel is clear, as if carefully designed by God.When Qi Mu took her out of the dark green velvet piano case, the eyes of several violinists on the side were all attracted to her, and they clicked their tongues in admiration.

"What a beautiful curve, this violin is really beautiful!"

"This design is a bit like a Si-style piano, with a small top, a wide bottom, and a beautiful streamline in the middle."

"It can't be a real Si-style piano... how much is it worth?"

……

The Si-style violin is a general term for the violins made by Stradivari more than 200 years ago. This type of violin broke the shackles of the original shape and formed a new style of violin design. Both the radian and the thickness of the board have reached their peak.Ten years ago, a Si-style violin was auctioned in Europe, and it sold for a sky-high price of 350 million US dollars.

Qi Mu didn't care about other people's voices, he picked up the slender bow and simply wiped the rosin on it for a while, then began to tune it.

Naturally, he knew that this violin was not a real Si-style violin, and every Si-style violin was priceless. Even a wealthy person would not be able to take her out in this kind of job application.

The one in his hand is an imitation Si-style violin, which was personally imitated by Master Zhao Shicheng, a Chinese violin maker. Even if it is an imitation, it can still be sold at an auction for a high price of six figures.

But...the Qi family doesn't have a real Si-style piano?

Qi Mu knows that Qi's father and Qi's mother really own an expensive and exquisite Si-style violin, which can be sold for at least 7 figures in the market, and this violin is currently in the safe of a Swiss bank. It was prepared as a coming-of-age ceremony for the original owner, but now...

Under the premise that a group of old seniors were worried that the original owner would be prodigal and even sold the "little princess", the seniors made decisions together, and the only thing to do was to wait until the original owner could perform another performance in the golden hall as the chief , the violin can be taken out.

Thinking of this, Qi Mu couldn't help sighing and shaking his head, did he know that the original owner had completely given up on that piano...

"Is this... Master Zhao's handwriting?" A surprised male voice suddenly sounded from behind Qi Mu. He turned his head and saw a young violinist looking at him, asking, "I've seen it before." After reading Master Zhao’s works, he likes to bend the head of the piano with an extra arc every time.”

Qi Mu was taken aback for a moment, then smiled: "Well, it's Master Zhao's handwriting."

"Ah! It's really Master Zhao's work. It's really rare!" The young man looked at the violin in Qi Mu's hand several times, then hesitated for a long time, and finally couldn't help asking Said: "Excuse me... are you Qi Mu?"

The young man's voice was silent, and was soon drowned out by the sound of everyone tuning and practicing. Only the middle-aged man not far away heard it and glanced here in surprise.

In fact, Qi Mu was also very surprised.

The original owner has not appeared in front of the public since he was 14 years old, and his appearance has changed slightly. It stands to reason that not many people can recognize him.But he was really surprised that this young man, who looked like he was only in his 20s, recognized him at a glance.

"Well, I am, I don't know you are...?" Qi Mu's handsome eyebrows were slightly frowned, and a embarrassed smile appeared on his fair face.

The young man exclaimed in a low voice: "It's really you! I grew up watching your competition when I was young! I like the "Bat Overture" you performed with the Vienna Symphony Orchestra nine years ago, especially It's the last allegro, your skills are awesome!" While speaking, the young man couldn't help but hum softly, making Qi Mu dumbfounded.

This young man looks a little older than the original owner, and he even said that he grew up watching his games...

Although it was just unintentional, if someone listened to it, they might think that the other party was deliberately sarcastic.

After thinking for a while, Qi Mu lowered his eyes slightly, and said with a smile, "Thank you for your compliment. I heard you practiced "Mazas Op.36" over there just now, and your vibrato is also very good."

The young man immediately started discussing with Qi Mu excitedly when he heard the words, but it was his turn to enter the arena not long after, and Qi Mu stepped aside with a smile, and after cheering him up, he began to pick up his hand again. The rosin rubbed silently.

Before going on stage, he doesn't like to practice repeatedly like others, but he likes to rub rosin.Seeing the white rosin powder gently covering the pure white bow horse tail hair, it seems that you will never get bored.

"Are you really...Qi Mu?"

Qi Mu turned his head to look, and saw the middle-aged man who was wrangling his voice just now walked to his side frowning.Seeing the other party's disgusted look, the smile on the young man's face gradually faded away, he raised his phoenix eyes to look at the other party, and said, "Well, I am, what can I do for you?"

The person who came was the seed player that Zheng Weiqiao had just mentioned.

The middle-aged man said impatiently: "I know what happened to you these past few years, Qi Mu. Didn't you say that you should never touch the violin again? Why are you picking up the violin again now? Don't think that your childhood What can those grades do to help you? I saw how you sounded better just now. Your level is too far behind. You'd better go back and play with those children's things obediently."

The middle-aged man didn't deliberately raise his voice, and the other people present also heard his words and turned to look at Qi Mu.From time to time, someone whispered about "Who is Qi Mu", and someone would immediately answer "It was the genius child prodigy eight or nine years ago. It seems that I heard that he has fallen in the past few years."

The middle-aged man obviously knew how many ridiculous things the original owner had done in the past few years, such as selling off Qi's father's most cherished sheet music, so he couldn't take a good look at the current Qi Mu.

Seeing this, Qi Mu felt helpless and funny.

When everyone was comparing notes just now, he was the only one who took the pitcher.Others directly rely on the trained ear to compare notes, but he still needs a comparer. This comparison is obvious from top to bottom.

but……

Unlike others who think that they can't hear the pitch, it is because he hears too many voices that he can't properly tune the pitch and needs to use a tuner.

This body has such a strong sense of pitch that it can even directly reflect indices such as pitch and vibrato for every sound in nature.In just over ten days, Qi Mu has not yet fully adapted to this magical feeling, so he deliberately took the tuner to prevent mistakes. He never expected that this would become evidence of "lag behind" in the opponent's mouth .

"Mr. Lu, thank you for your concern." Qi Mu remembered that Zheng Weiqiao seemed to have said that this person's surname was Lu, and he smiled politely, saying: "I have been practicing seriously these days, and I treat this recruitment very well." Solemnly."

Qi Mu has already restrained his temper as much as possible, after all, he is just a newcomer in the music scene, if he shows his sharpness too much, it is inevitable that he will not be convinced.

Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man was still persistent: "Qi Mu, I can be regarded as your elder. Your parents were indeed very brilliant back then, and you have received many honors, but I also listen to stories about the exhaustion of talents." You have gained a lot, we all know how you came here all these years, so don't embarrass your parents, you'd better go back obediently."

While talking, the middle-aged man still felt that he was really earnest: "The City B Symphony Orchestra is not a place where everyone can come. Don't regret it after embarrassing your parents. I am also doing it for your own good. You Those little cleverness can still be used when you are young, but when you grow up, let’s get married and have children in a down-to-earth manner.”

Hearing this, the corners of Qi Mu's lips became more and more curved. In the end, he had already looked at the other party expressionlessly, only hearing the other party still say self-righteously: "You children treat the recruitment of the band as a As a joke, you just said that you have been practicing seriously these days? How is this possible..."

"Mr. Lu," the young man let out a sneer from his nose, interrupting the other party's words.I saw Qi Mu turned his head slightly, and the broken black hair was parted from his full forehead, revealing a pair of beautiful eyes. "Excuse me, have you installed a camera in my house?"

The middle-aged man was taken aback, and subconsciously replied: "No."

"Heh, how did you know that I haven't practiced hard these days?"

"you……!!!"

Seeing the other person's speechless expression, Qi Mu raised the corners of his lips and let out a low laugh, not bothering to look at this person anymore.The middle-aged man surnamed Lu seemed to want to say something, but when his serial number was called, he prepared to go in and play with a livid face.

Before leaving, he walked up to Qi Mu aggressively, and sternly said: "When the result comes out, you will know how much you have fallen behind others these years! Kid, don't think that you can just because you are talented." Hu Lai, I will tell you with my strength that hard work is far more important than talent!"

Hearing this, Qi Mu smiled and asked back: "Genius is 90.00% inspiration plus [-]% sweat?"

The middle-aged man surnamed Lu nodded immediately: "Not bad!"

Qi Mu suddenly raised the corners of his lips, revealing a mouthful of white teeth: "Oh, I forgot to say the last sentence just now. But that one percent inspiration is far more important than 90.00 percent sweat."

"you……!!!"

Qi Mu watched as the middle-aged man angrily walked towards the recital room, and the smile that was intentionally evoked on his face slowly faded away.

He naturally knows that there are many hard-working people in this world, even if they have worked hard for a lifetime, they can't compare with those who are gifted, or even those who have a good family background.

Just like himself, if he didn't have talent, he couldn't have become the deputy principal of the Vienna Symphony Orchestra from an orphan; if he didn't work hard, he might just be a kid with a little talent, and it would be difficult to become a master.

However, in this world, there are also people who are full of ups and downs and who work hard but can become a generation of masters, such as Mahler; nor are there masters who have a poor family but can be famous through the ages, such as Schubert.

But they will never be jealous of other people's talents or family background.

A person like this who only knows how to be jealous, probably... can only be the deputy chief of an ordinary orchestra forever.

Qi Mu sighed softly, and the movement of rubbing the rosin in his hands also slightly stopped.

But what he didn't know was that by the window not far away, there were two energetic old men taking this scene into their eyes.

One of them with dark hair smiled and said to the companion beside him: "Old Tan, I haven't seen you for a few years, this kid from the Qi family... I don't even know him anymore? I am old and my memory is not good." Now, the one who wanted to sell the Si-style violin at the beginning, do you think it was him?"

The old man named Lao Tan snorted disdainfully, and said, "Who is this kind of prodigal who allows him to enter the gate of the Symphony Orchestra in City B? Find someone to kick him out!"

"Hey, don't! This is to let that little girl like Yue know that you are going to throw her son out, and see if she will turn against you."

At the mention of this name, a trace of sadness flashed across Lao Tan's face, he shook his head lightly, and said, "Then... then for Kisaragi's sake, give this prodigal son another chance?"

Hearing this, the smiling old man nodded lightly. After Lao Tan went to the recital room first, the old man looked deeply at the black-haired young man who was still wiping the rosin there for a long time, and suddenly sighed: "You...don't Let go of your talent again."

The author has something to say: [Fuwa's small classroom is hot! 】Today's topic: What is OP?

Op is the abbreviation of opus, generally among the works of masters, they like to number their works.

For example, there are 36 Kaiser etudes, which can be said to be op.1-op.36~ Like Chopin and Brahms, their works are also numbered XD