King of Classical Music

Under the dark and dark night, the colorful neon lights adorned the city into the ocean of lights, and most of the sky was rendered bright red by the lights, no different from the white.

Walking under the milky white marble column of the city's concert hall, he put his hands in his coat pocket and said with a smile: "If I stay in the concert hall for a while now, then don't you wait for a long time?" He also added: "The wind in the evening of the city is still very cold."

It seems that I just came from Berlin, and I also pulled a small black suitcase. After listening to the embarrassing words, he looked at the young man with nothing to say, thin lips and slightly hooked: "Wait a minute? Well, let you warm me up."

I heard a word: "Warming? How to warm?"

"Put my hand in your palm and use your body temperature to warm me."

Even if he is so brazen, the man is still calm and calm, as if he is talking about the simplest thing to eat "tonight." And the cockroaches have already reddened the ears, and shy to the cheeky face of this guy.

Opposite the glare of a car, the scorpion glanced: "In fact, it doesn't matter if you are afraid of cold."

Squatting and looking at the past strangely: "What?"

"After chilling, you can make a braised hoof. Although..." As he said, he pulled up his left hand and looked at it carefully. Then he dismissed the "snap" and said: " Although the meat on the hoof is a little less, the muscles are still more powerful, and it is estimated that the chew is quite tasteful."

闵琛: "..."

He put down the "hoof" and smiled awkwardly. The exquisite and beautiful face of the young man has a sense of ridicule. This is a very different expression from the past, which makes the dark pupils more dull. For a long time, he makes a cold cry from his nose and asks: "You Also chat with him."

The two just walked to the subway station and didn't hear it for a while: "What are you talking about?"

The man's thin lips are slightly stunned: "You still chat with him."

"...who am I chatting with?"

"The man just now."

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Whoever expected to squat but whispered, then said: "No impression."

Hey: "...he is called Sheng Yanhui."

"Don't remember." The tone is affirmative.

"..............."

You can even remember the thick score of a book, and remember the name of Sheng Yanhui! ! !

Gently sighed, and said with a smile: "I also suddenly met Sheng Yanhui. After more than a year, I talked with him a few more times." When he said this, he suddenly realized: " After a while, I used to chat with Kedori and Daniel. Why didn't you say that you said?"

Yan Junmei’s deep face reveals a touch of “I am angry” and then says: “He is interesting to you.”

戚暮: "..."

Which eye do you see from?

There is a mind-reading trick: "I have seen both eyes!"

戚暮: "..."

It’s really no temper for this guy who suddenly squirted vinegar. He simply transferred the topic: “Yes, have you booked the hotel tonight? Suddenly, you will come over with something, let Daniel help you book the hotel. I want to go back to Vienna the day after tomorrow, and I have to visit Wu’s predecessors tomorrow."

Silence for a moment, whispered: "Daniel didn't book a room." Suddenly, he added: "His work is very inefficient. He said that the city is recently at the peak of the tour and it is difficult to book a room. ""

Hey: "..." Hesitated for a long time, he said helplessly: "You always let Daniel give you a pot, is this really good?"

Hey: "He doesn't mind."

"..............." But I am very mindful!

However, although he said this, he did not actually intend to let this guy really run to other hotels for two nights.

Two lover who had not seen for a long time (one week), one who had just crossed the small half of the earth, rushed to Berlin from Berlin, traveled to the market; the other listened to the music all day, and was exhausted. So the two simply brushed up and then said "good night" to each other, then turned off the lights in the room.

Of course, this is also the best situation in the imagination. However, for three seconds, he smacked a "hoof" that was stretched out with no expression. He said with no anger: "Okay, I have to visit Wu Lao tomorrow morning and have a rest early."

闵琛: "..."

After a long time, he lost his voice: "Wu is old, is it important for me?"

I didn’t even think about it: "Wu is important."

A slap in the face: "..."

In the darkness, he slowly adapted to the faint light. He looked at the lost man's expression on the other pillow, and couldn't help but smile. He stretched out his fingers and gently painted the other's eyebrows. His fingers slipped from the handsome brow to the thin lips.

Finally he whispered: "You are more important."

The cold and icy face softened and whispered "Well", and then reached out to the young man's waist.

As he said before: warm my body temperature with your body temperature.

You have always been a one-to-one person. You see... is it not successful now?

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When I visited Wu Lao the next day, I specially brought a few big gift bags. I have taken two heavy things with great acquaintance. This makes you want to blurt out at the beginning. "If you still stay at the hotel," you will swallow it back.

Wu Shengtao is a lifelong honorary professor of the S City Music Academy and plays a pivotal role in the Chinese classical music industry. Some of the symphonies and Etudes he has written have become the grading tracks of the young Chinese violinists, and even famous among foreign composers.

戚暮 I told Wu Lao when I was in the Huaqing Cup yesterday. I will visit him today, but when the latter discovered that he was still familiar with the figure, Wu Lao was also slightly stunned. They were placed in the door with a serious look.

Wu Lao’s home is the most common two-story old house in S City. The layout is very warm, and the color is mostly warm. When I first enter the door, I feel the breath of the home.

After entering the house, I found out that Wu Lao’s personal assistant Xiao Chen was also there. The competent and savvy assistant gave him and Wu Laojiao a pot of tea. Then he left the study room with great interest and took the study room. The door, by the way... some uninvited guest.

Sitting on a soft sofa and looking at the young man sitting opposite him, I saw the other person say, "Hello, hello, I didn't expect to see you here." The gesture is generous, the language is temperature and not It seems to be narrow.

Rarely encountered such a more powerful young man, a twilight glimpse, said: "Hello."

"Do you want a cup of tea?"

I picked up the teapot in the other hand.

Outside the study, the two men were so polite and exchanged, and they wanted to start a topic, which was very handy. In the study, 戚暮 交 交 交 交 交 交 交 交 交 交 交 交 交 交 交 交 交 交 交 交 交 交 交 交 交 交 交 交 交 交 交 交 交 交 交 交 交 交

When the two of them planned to leave, Xiao Chen sent them out with great enthusiasm.

Just walked to the entrance, the steps at the foot of the squat were stagnation, and turned to look at the smart and capable young man, and asked: "When you just chatted, you know very well about my concert, take the liberty to ask... you are My fans?"

Xiao Chen suddenly stunned, then smiled and shook his head: "I like Mr. Qi's music very much, but... I prefer the sound of Xiaoqi."

In his amazed gaze, Xiao Chen took out a few albums he had collected from his bedroom, and even the opera "Don Juan" of Dejiao had it. Also quite surprised.

This is no longer the standard of ordinary music fans, it is completely a veteran fans!

For the first time, people were "robbed" of the fans, but there was no anger. When he left Wu’s home, he even praised: “The young man’s ability is not much worse than Daniel’s. If he is well trained, he can even become a true orchestra agent in the future.”

Hearing his words, he smiled and shook his head: "But I believe that Mr. Chen should not leave the city. Wu Lao’s son died in a car accident twenty years ago. He adopted Mr. Chen and treated him like a son. Look. I think... Mr. Chen will not leave Wu Lao."

After listening to this, I didn’t say anything more.

When the two went to the nearest subway station, they did not wait.