King of Classical Music

3 pm, Vienna.

At this time, the number of pedestrians on the red brick streets has gradually decreased. They have made a cup of rich coffee or milk tea for themselves, ready to spend leisurely and pleasant afternoon tea time.

Members of the Vienna Symphony Orchestra are no exception.

They came down from several steps in twos and threes and walked to the cafes everywhere in the street. Generally speaking, there are several relationships that are good together. Of course, there are people who are alone in the end and no one cares, such as Luo Yusen.

"It’s all snobbery..."

Luo Yusen snorted in his throat, and his handsome face showed a stern look.

Since the death of Lu Ziwen, other members of the orchestra began to alienate Luo Yusen intentionally or unintentionally. Although the results of the medical appraisal said that Lu Ziwen died unexpectedly because of asthma attacks, the cause of the disease was absolutely impossible to fight, but everyone still buried a thorn in his heart.

Some people even discussed in a place that Luo Yusen could not hear: "Lu... Is it really an asthma attack after Luo left?"

This kind of thing is not known at all.

It is impossible to install a camera in the chief lounge, and Lu Ziwen’s death time is not accurate to a few minutes. Even Luo Yusen deliberately poured the cup of medicine water into the sewer pipe and the cup before leaving. This did not leave any evidence at all.

However, evidence is one thing, and people's minds are another.

This caused the situation that Luo Yusen was isolated today.

"Hey, Luo, why are you alone?"

When Luo Yusen turned around, he saw a black and fat dwarf man walked down the steps. A trace of disgusting flashed through his eyes, but soon he laughed again and said, "Mr. Thomas, you Why are you going so slowly today? I want to go for a walk, so I didn't follow everyone."

lie!

There is no one wanting to go with him.

The short man named Thomas looked at Luo Yusen with a meaningful look. When he didn't have a person around him, he suddenly said, "Rom, so many days have passed, as if you have nothing to do..."

The pace at the foot of Luo Yusen suddenly fell.

The short fat man smiled: "Hey, did you say that the land was in the end after you left the asthma attack? Haha, I am joking, don't mind, Luo." Said, the man concealed The ground pressure is low: "I will keep you secret, Luo, haha!"

After that, the fat man snorted and threw a look at Luo Yusen's disappointment. He quickly followed the band members who walked in front and left, leaving Luo Yusen, who was alone, in the same place. And Luo Yusen looked at the fat body that was constantly twisting and obese, and the nausea in his eyes was just about to spit it out.

"Mom Thomas, you dare to threaten me... I was not you, if you were not..."

Luo Yusen’s eyes are red, but he still hasn’t said the last words. For a long time, there is no one in the streets of red brick maple leaves. Only the leaves that are constantly drifting are still swirling in the air.

In the Huaxia b city, which is separated by a small half of the earth, the night is already full of color, and it is approaching late at night. Zheng Weiqiao was driving along with the road, and two people drove the car, and all the noise outside the car was separated.

"Zheng Ge, I am so embarrassed to let you wait a little longer today." He sat in the passenger seat and smiled apologetically. "I didn't expect that when I returned to the background, I found that you were still there. Waiting for me, actually you can go early."

Zheng Weiqiao shook his head and held the steering wheel with one hand. He said, "I will wait for less than an hour, but it is Xiaoqi. You have to listen to Tan’s guidance. Tan is an old artist. He is at a certain These aspects are really accomplished, and his guidance is very helpful for your future path."

This is obviously because I was listening to Tan Zhenghui’s advice during that hour.

Hearing words, you are really crying and laughing. He shook his head and said, "Zheng Ge, actually, I didn't see Tan old when I went there, but..." It was a pause, and the color was slightly positive, and a beautiful expression appeared on the beautiful face: " Instead, go see you."

"...!!!"

I obviously felt the tires slippery!

Fortunately, Zheng Weiqiao's car skills are still very good, he immediately stabilized the car. Just when he thought he was very calm, Zheng Weiqiao’s exclaimed voice came: "Hey?! That is what? How did you see him? Did he really not return to Berlin?"

A series of questions made you feel very interesting. He nodded and replied one by one: "Well, that's right, that's what you are, what you are, what you are, he didn't go back to Berlin. Zheng Ge, you don't have I heard the mistake. It is recommended by Tan Lao. The old man cares for me. Only me, Du Ge and Tan Lao know this."

This is also a big news for Zheng Weiqiao: "You let me think about it..."

But for a moment, Zheng Weiqiao couldn't help but say: "Small seven...you really didn't read the wrong person?"

The face is expressionless: "I really really didn't really see the wrong person, Zheng Ge."

"...oh, really..."

戚暮: "..."

In fact, if you want to say whether you have read the wrong person, you still feel a little dizzy and not real. But the hot temperature that remained at the waist made him unable to hypnotize himself, when that person did not appear.

because……

Really awkward.

In fact, Tan Zhenghui just wants to create a chance to know you and pave the way for his future in Europe. But Tan Lao did not know that there were many people in Europe who knew him, whether it was London, Berlin, Munich or Vienna, but hey... he really didn’t know.

I also know that I don’t want to take this line. It’s the one who took the train of Daniel Duke. It has a good relationship in the European classical music world and will go even further in the future. Shun some.

This, he really appreciates Tan Lao.

But what I most worried about was the question that suddenly came out when I finally separated. He subconsciously said the pitch of the car's whistle. He remembered that there was no hidden praise in his eyes.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but turn my head and look at the night scene of the city that was constantly flying backwards out of the window. The sharp and handsome eyebrows gradually wrinkled. He sighed and thought to himself: Is it true that it is true? It’s the first time I’ve met, and I don’t know where he knows that he actually has absolute sound...

"I didn't expect it to be really embarrassing. He actually came to listen to this concert. I didn't notice him." Zheng Weiqiao sighed with a sigh of relief and then asked: "Yes, that little seven you." I just really talked to you about it. I thought that Tan would tell you about the renewal."

He did not sign a long-term contract with the B City Symphony Orchestra.

The city symphony orchestra was forced to recruit people because the deputy chief of the second violin group was temporarily ill. During this time, the deputy chief’s body has recovered almost, and naturally he will return to the orchestra. Therefore, the position is to be let go again.

Zheng Weiqiao once asked him a few days ago, in the end, what Tan thinks. However, he also said that he was not clear, because Tan Lao did not mention this matter with him, and their temporary contract is indeed about to expire.

Zheng Weiqiao thought about it and said: "If you want to go back to the city, I contacted some friends a few days ago. It is said that the s-symphony orchestra of the city has started recruiting again. It is the teacher of her original orchestra, and the members there are also Watching you grow up, this is fine, they..."

"Zheng Ge, Tan Lao hopes to hire me as an assistant chief."

"They will take good care of you, and you won't... assistant chief?!!!"

Hey: "..." He obviously felt the car slipping on the road again.

I couldn't help but grasp my own seat belt. The whole person moved back and said, "Well. Du Ge said that he is not too young, and he wants to leave the orchestra and open his own recital. Of course, there is no conflict between the solo violinist and the head of the orchestra, but Du Ge feels that he is not so much energy."

"..." was silent for a long while, Zheng Weiqiao has already determined that he is ready to do everything, even if he tells him that "Zheng Ge, 闵琛 我 做 做 做 首席 首席 ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” ” 郑 郑"Mr. Du has this plan is also possible, but Xiaoqi, you really ... think about it is to develop in the orchestra? Perhaps you can also be a violin soloist like Sheng Yanhui."

This question has not been answered for a long time.

It was just a red light. After Zheng Weiqiao stopped the car and turned to look at him, he just planned to ask again, but he was stunned at the moment he saw the youth look.

In the night of the chaotic and lonely night of the city, the young man’s good face is under the illumination of the light, and he can’t catch it. An unspeakable loneliness and helplessness are clearly revealed on the face, and Zheng Weiqiao’s heart is a glimpse.

For a long time, I only listened to the whispered voice: "Zheng Ge, my current goal is only the orchestra. Some people think that the road of solo is more brilliant than the orchestra. They can change the orchestra freely and let the orchestra become their accompaniment. But in my heart, I always think that only by being able to cooperate with others can you truly reach your peak. If you only take your own path, then... you will only be one, not after others. You."

"I think Du Ge has been the chief of the orchestra for so many years. I want to go to solo now, I am afraid it is also the idea."

"I will definitely work hard when I have a solo chance, but my business is always an orchestra."

“It’s like awkward... Why do everyone in the world mention him when he mentions him as an excellent conductor, and then mention that he is a good pianist?”

"Because you can cooperate with others, be able to guide others, and be able to direct others, this is really a talent."

......

Zheng Weiqiao looked at him with a sigh of relief, and he did not return to God for a while. When the car behind him kept pressing the whistle, he quickly stepped on the gas pedal and started the car. At this time, Zheng Weiqiao did not know what was inspired. He even said that he said: "Small seven, I support you."

A long time later, Zheng Weiqiao thought of this scene again. He really felt that he had been brought a path that could not be refuted by the child.

From the deputy chief of a second violin group, to the assistant chief, to the chief.

From the city of B, to Paris, to Vienna, and finally to Berlin.

He walked with the child all the way, and witnessed him as the one standing at the top of the world.

There is not only one path to success in this world, but as long as it is a choice, he is unrelentingly

stand by.