King of Classical Music

Although the female judge was only joking, it made Qi Mu dumbfounded.When he officially started playing, even Qi Mu himself didn't realize it, so he got a little more serious.

Even though Mr. Swell kept stating that he had never spoken to Qi Mu before today, the female judge's joke really caught Qi Mu's heart.Only he himself knows that he is really "going through the back door"——

Knowing Mr. Swell's favorite repertoire from Min Chen, isn't it a kind of back door?

"The Magic Horn of Youth" is one of the representative works of the famous German composer Gustav Mahler in the [-]th century. The recital will choose such chanting repertoire, but since Qi Mu has chosen, he is naturally well prepared.

Any musician in the world, no matter how good he is, cannot really master all the music.Qi Mu only practiced this song "The Magic Horn of the Youth" for a few weeks when he first entered the Geneva Academy, and he never had the chance to touch it again.

Seeing the handsome and beautiful young man gently put the long bow on the strings, he was slightly relieved, and then, the slow and soft music sounded out from the holes of the piano.That voice seemed to sound from the distant sky, sliding across the rippling Rhine River, passing the call from afar.

This short section played by Qi Mu is "The Magic Horn of Youth" 4. "Legend of the Rhine", which is usually sung by a clear and loud soprano in a formal performance, and the violin accompaniment in this section plays a kind of role. The role of harmony renders the beautiful and moving artistic conception of the legend of the Rhine.

The whole piece is only about three minutes long, and the difficulty is not too high, but this seemingly simple piece always has different effects when played by different people.

Among Mahler's compositions, apart from a few well-known symphonies, Alan Swell prefers this piece "The Magic Horn of the Boy".As a world-class conductor, Mr. Swell thinks he has heard a lot of "The Magic Horn of the Boy", but few people can play the piece "Legend of the Rhine".

Less, but it does not mean that he has not heard.

The chief violinist of the Berlin Philharmonic Orchestra, Kedori Sterling, once performed this song "Legend of the Rhine". Mr. Swell has to admit that, in terms of the technical effect of the performance, Kdori's The performance plus the singing of the world-class soprano musician is really much better than the scene in front of you.

However, for some reason, Swell inexplicably felt that this young man's performance... was actually no worse than Kedori.

If it is said that Kedoli played the most magnificent "Legend of the Rhine", then what this young man played is a melodious and approachable "Legend of the Rhine".

It's also easy to understand, without this vast stage and the cooperating orchestra and musicians, it would be absolutely impossible for Qi Mu to perform in an over-the-top manner.Originally, when Qi Mu was practicing last night, he thought about how he could perform this folk song well without a companion.

He thought about this problem for a long time, and finally got a solution that was barely resolved, but Qi Mu was very dissatisfied.But when he arrived at the venue of the music festival by car this morning, Qi Mu was contemplating with downcast eyes when he suddenly heard a low and elegant voice sounding from the side.

"Do you like to listen to opera?"

Qi Mu was taken aback for a moment, then turned to look at the man beside him in surprise.I saw that Min Chen was flipping through a music magazine calmly and calmly, without any special expression, as if he was just asking casually.

After thinking for a while, Qi Mu replied: "The opera is pretty good too, but... I don't listen to much."

Qi Mu was right, although his adoptive father and mother's family was not considered poor, but it was not considered a wealthy family either.After he entered the piano store, he often did some odd jobs to earn money. After saving money, he would buy a concert ticket, but he seldom listened to opera.

As for the later adoptive parents passed away, after he entered the Geneva Academy, he was so busy that he even had to make time for concerts, so he had no time to listen to operas.So although Qi Mu didn't dislike opera, he didn't have any special feeling about it.

Min Chen nodded slightly when he heard the words, he closed the thick music magazine, and turned to look at Qi Mu.The sun shone through the clean glass of the taxi, and Qi Mu seemed to see a little reflection on Min Chen's left index finger, but he didn't pay any more attention.

"There are still some differences between opera and symphony. Opera is based on singing, and the performance of the orchestra must be served by the lead singer. From a certain point of view, opera and symphonic poetry are somewhat intertwined." When talking about this, Min Chen Suddenly stopped, looked at Qi Mu with deep eyes, and asked, "What do you think is the difference between them?"

Qi Mu was taken aback for a moment, he frowned slightly, thought for a while, and asked tentatively, "The subject?"

"What about their similarities?"

As soon as these words fell to the ground, Qi Mu seemed to clear away the clouds and mist, and suddenly understood: "Narrative!"

In the quiet and spacious concert hall, the young man's 3-minute piano sound has ended, but he still seems to be wandering in the venue.Mr. Alan Swell, who was sitting in the middle of the judging panel, suppressed his smile rarely, and was thinking about something while frowning.

Qi Mu was not in a hurry, just smiled and looked at this world-class conductor.

After a long time, Mr. Swell sighed softly, and said: "I feel that my hearing and identification of intonation is pretty good. Even in terms of mastering the melody and rhythm, I can say with a cheek...that I can still master it. But Qi Mu, your song "Legend of the Rhine" has only changed a few subtle rhythms, but I always feel that there is a big difference."

There was a little smile in Mr. Swell's blue eyes. He looked at Qi Mu and said, "I thought about it just now. Did you change this short song...to a symphonic poem?"

Qi Mu naturally knew that it was impossible for such a small change to escape Alan Swell's ears.Although this master is not one of the four major conductors in the world, he is also someone who is infinitely close to that level.

Qi Mu nodded slightly, and said, "Yes, Mr. Swell."

After getting an affirmative answer, Mr. Swell nodded with a smile, and said: "Your modification makes this piece more suitable for performance. It is indeed a good idea, and the modification is also very good. Is it your own idea?"

Qi Mu replied with a smile: "The specific changes came up on the spur of the moment when I was waiting to play. As for this idea, it was... a friend of mine, please remind me." Qi Mu subconsciously concealed the truth from Min Chen. He remembered that Min Chen had said before that he didn't want to reveal his identity.

After listening to Qi Mu's explanation, Mr. Swell smiled and said: "That friend of yours is also a very talented person, well, I have already decided on your result, which is 'stay'. Wait until all the players have played After the end, the staff will announce the final results."

After hearing this, Qi Mu bowed seriously and walked off the stage directly.

What he didn't know was that behind him, Mr. Swell's smile gradually disappeared. He looked meaningfully at the tall and handsome figure of the young man, and whispered to himself: "Change the opera into a symphonic poem." ...This kind of idea, why does it seem that I have heard of it somewhere..."

Just as Qi Mu walked out of the square, he suddenly saw the figure standing in the crowd.

Min Chen was looking down at the words on a column of celebrities. He was only wearing a long black custom-made coat, and the wide brim of his hat covered most of his face.He was very focused, and when Qi Mu walked up to him, he didn't seem to notice.

Qi Mu turned to look at the column of celebrities, but when he saw the words on it, his eyes froze.

Qi Mu: "..."

It turns out that you are looking at it so seriously, you are looking at your own achievements...

Every square in the music festival town looks very similar. While waiting for the competition, Qi Mu was not in the mood to look at the surrounding environment. Naturally, he didn't notice that this square was actually the one they had visited on the first day—standing standing It is the square of the column of celebrities of Mr. Auston Burtram, the chief conductor of Park Love.

In fact, when Qi Mu came to him, Min Chen had already noticed his figure, but he didn't turn his eyes away, and still seriously studied the words on the celebrity column word by word.

After a while, he seemed to have discovered something. Min Chen suddenly raised his eyes and said solemnly: "The person who selected the music is really not professional enough. I performed at the Sydney Opera House on October 10 last year, not October 30th."

"..." After a long silence, Qi Mu couldn't help asking: "Perhaps the person who selected the song and the person who wrote the text...are not the same?"

Min Chen: "..."

Feeling that the surrounding air seemed to drop a few degrees, Qi Mu walked to the edge of the square with Min Chen, dumbfounded.It didn't take long, but the performances of the last dozens of people were all over. Even though there were only ten musicians left, the number of people in the square didn't decrease at all——

Because they also want to know at the first time, who can get the opportunity to play with the New York Philharmonic Orchestra this time.

Qi Mu picked up his piano case and stood up, waiting for the final result to be announced.And this time it wasn't the judges who came out of the concert hall, but the official staff of the music festival came out with a microphone.This pretty staff member stood directly in the middle of the square—beside the celebrity column, and cleared his throat.

"Welcome all visitors to the Hong Kong Ocean Music Festival. Today, the temporary recruitment competition for the New York Philharmonic Orchestra has come to the final result. There are many strong players present, and the judges and teachers' comments are also very fierce. Now, I will announce the competition final result."

This beautiful little girl also seems to know that it is very bad to make people hungry. She spoke fluent English and said: "The one who finally got the chance to perform on the same stage with Niu Ai today is the performance of "Legend of the Rhine" Mr. Qi Mu!"

"Qi Mu...? It sounds like he's from China."

"I've never heard of this name, is it a dark horse?"

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As soon as the staff said this, the other people present began to look for this lucky guy, but Qi Mu suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and he relaxed all of a sudden.

In fact, Qi Mu had already guessed this result.There were very few professionals present, mostly amateurs.Even if there were professionals, Qi Mu didn't see a familiar face, so there wasn't much of a challenge.

Qi Mu's only concern is how to do his best.

"Mr. Qi Mu, if you are still present, please go forward and register your contact information, and then the professionals from the New York Philharmonic will contact you directly."

Without being too pretentious, Qi Mu directly walked towards the staff member with the piano case in hand, intending to register his contact information.When the people around saw him stepping forward, they kept looking at Qi Mu with appraising eyes, while Qi Mu stepped forward calmly.

What's more, just when he was about to touch the data card in the hands of the staff, an abrupt voice suddenly sounded: "How is this possible?! I am the substitute for the violin section of the Motley Symphony Orchestra, how could this Chinese person beat me?" ?!"

There was a sudden silence in the arena, and everyone looked in surprise at the brown-haired white man who spoke angrily.

I saw that the latter was blushing angrily, walking towards Qi Mu and the staff step by step, and said as he walked, "I will be able to become a regular directly next year. How could this little-known Huaxia person defeat me? I I don't agree, did he come in by cheating from your Hong Kong city officials?" When he said this, the man deliberately emphasized the word "Huaxia people".

These words were already very serious, which made the staff member turn cold.

But Qi Mu looked calm, he looked this very impulsive white man up and down, and asked: "Why...do you think it is impossible for Hua Xia people to defeat you, sir?"

The man stared at Qi Mu viciously, while Qi Mu raised his eyes and looked at him calmly.

The man sneered and said, "Where are there any good classical musicians in places like Huaxia? Even if you are a member of the Huaxia Philharmonic Orchestra, you are far worse than our Motley Symphony Orchestra. How can you compare with mine?" On the same level? You Chinese people don’t have any musical talent at all!”

These words finally made Qi Mu completely change his face.

Qi Mu reluctantly suppressed his anger, let out a sneer from his nose, aggravated his tone, and said with an unfriendly expression: "Sir, do you know what you just said?"

The racial discrimination engraved in the bones will not be disturbed by Qi Mu's words at all. The man said disdainfully: "Is there any music master among you Chinese people? I have never heard of any music produced by you. A powerful person. The Chinese themselves do not have this kind of elegant music, you Chinese..."

"I really... don't seem to be a master?"

A deep and magnetic male voice suddenly sounded from the crowd, as mellow and melodious as a cello.Obviously the voice was not loud, but it made everyone present startled, subconsciously looking at the person who made the voice.

At the place where the crowd met, a tall and straight man gently took off the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose.He walked in the direction of the white man calmly, every step he took was very steady, with an inherent nobility.

When he walked up to the white man, the handsome and indifferent man took off his black velvet hard hat with one hand, and raised his left hand in front of his chest in a polite gentleman's salute.

There was no expression fluctuation on that stern face like a knife, Min Chen looked at the completely stupid white man calmly and indifferently, and said in a flat tone: "As a Chinese, I may... and indeed I am not What master."