King of Classical Music

In the winter, the cold wind screamed outside the glass curtain wall of the concert hall. Many guests had already left the symphony orchestra concert hall of the city, and some musicians who met old friends still laughed and laughed in the lobby. Have a good nightingale.

Although he is old, Master Feller is still full of energy. Even in the face of Daniel, who has always been arrogant, he can take every topic and say that the people around him laugh.

After half an hour, the musicians who had nothing to talk about when they met were finally tired. They left one after another. In the end, only Daniel and Mr. Faller were still on tour for the second half. Who should choose the track in the season, and talk non-stop.

Still standing on the side of the cried, Kedori first pointed out the problem: "But Mr. Faller, Daniel... You two are not the same orchestra, so... who do you want to choose the theme of the orchestra, there is no Any relationship?"

Mr. Faller heard a glimpse and then nodded with a smile: "Not bad, Daniel, you just choose who seems to have nothing to do with me."

Daniel also smiled and nodded and said, "Yeah, in fact, we discussed it before this year, we may have performed on the theme of this year's tour season with the theme of Schumann's repertoire." This kind of thing was in the previous year. At the end of the year, there will be a heated discussion. The orchestra will come up with various programs and finally decide by the music director or the chief conductor.

After listening to Daniel’s words, I’ve been walking around without saying anything. I’m looking up at him and asking, “I agree?”

Daniel stunned and then suddenly thought: "When you discuss this, you are on vacation in China!" When it came to this, Daniel suddenly stopped -

He actually remembered that it seems that all of them have forgotten to support this big man! ! !

Frightened and coughed, Daniel asked again: "Hey! Don't tell me, you think this theme is not suitable?! This year is the 160th anniversary of the death of Master Schumann, don't give me this joke!"

Who cares but has a thin lip and a slight hook, and the tone is plain: "I didn't say it was inappropriate."

Daniel: "..."

Kedori: "..."

Master Feller: "Ha ha ha ha, Auston, you are still so bad."

I don’t know how to spread my hand, and a group of four walked in the direction of the exit of the concert hall. Master Feller did not drive, so he took a ride. When Daniel and Kdori went to pick up the car, he was looking at the traffic on the street in the distance, and suddenly he heard a male voice beside him.

"Auston... seems to you and that, know?"

Hearing the words, he turned to look at Master Farr in a strange way, only to see the latter looking at himself with a smile. The sly man was a little higher than the Master of Feller. He thought about it for a long while, and replied, "Well, I know him. What happened, Farr?"

Master Farler nodded and said, "He is a good violinist. He is very skilled. When I saw him, I remembered the way I used to play the violin. It’s probably his age. It’s so young!”

He listened quietly to Master Faul’s appreciation for the blasphemy, and a glimmer of light in the deep scorpion. For a long time, he asked: “Do you think he is very good?”

Farer smiled and asked: "Auston, don't you think so? I used to hear that he had played with the Vienna Symphony Orchestra. It should be seven or eight years. If it wasn't for this from China. The genius boy has some impressions, and I have not heard of him. Over the past eight years, his musical style has changed so much that I can’t hear it."

As the world's top conductor, composer and violinist, Master Feller's ear is naturally unmatched by the average person. Even after listening to the same person's performance after seven or eight years, he can recall the original music.

But tonight, when I heard the two "D major" and "Liang Zhu", the Master Faul was very surprised to find that this former musical prodigy matured several levels in emotional processing and skill performance, completely Not like a 20-year-old youth.

"This kind of excellent seedlings is rare in the current music scene. Young is really good, I am old." Farre said with such emotion.

In the darkness of the night, he was thinking about what the scorpion was thinking. After listening to the words of Master Feller, he said: "Well, he does...have changed a lot from the previous music style, when dealing with some details. It has also changed a lot. His "d major" is even better than I thought."

One month before the performance, he once called and asked some of his thoughts when he wrote "D major". Being able to talk directly to the composer is a very lucky thing. If you have such an opportunity, you don't have to, so you can't do such a stupid thing.

So half a month ago, I had already heard a recording that was rumored to him. Although the sound quality was slightly lacking, I was still able to hear it. The one that was smashed half a month ago. Compared with this one tonight, the major tune has already fallen a grade.

Thinking this way, he whispered his lips and said: "He is still a very hard worker."

Master Feller was still the first to see a person who praised him so much. He looked at him for a long time, and then smiled: "Auston, you rarely praise such a new person. It seems that the cockroach is really good. At his age, he should now study in the college. There is no good teacher to lead him, but it is very bad."

Hearing words, looking at False in amazement: "You mean..."

Master Farler smiled slightly and looked up at the bustling night scene of the city: "I think Paris is a good place."

Soon, Daniel and Cdori drove from the parking lot, and when Fayle returned to his hotel, Daniel smiled and held the steering wheel and Kedori sitting in the co-pilot position. He sat alone on the left side of the back seat and wondered what he was thinking.

He thought back to Faul’s words. The handsome brows wrinkled more and more tightly. In the end, he sighed softly and whispered: "The words of Paris... Is it him?"

At this moment, I have already returned to my hotel and started to pack my luggage. The centennial celebration of the s city symphony orchestra was soon the spring performance of the b city symphony orchestra. He had to go back to the city b early and prepare to join the rehearsal as soon as possible.

I was loading a coat into the trunk, and when I didn't look up, I heard my phone slamming for a while. He immediately stood up, crossed the suitcase, reached for the phone on the table, looked at the name on the text message, and took a moment to open it.

闵琛: "The performance tonight is very good, congratulations. 』

He smiled and snorted, then quickly pressed a few times on the screen: "Thank you for your blessing. I also listened to the conductor and said that you may not have time to come. I didn't expect you to be there tonight. 』

Not long after, I received a reply: "I arrived at Hongkou Airport this afternoon and the ticket for tomorrow will fly back to Berlin. 』

I just received a message after I finished reading it. "There are some things in the orchestra recently. 』

Looking at the flashing text on the phone screen, I couldn't help but laugh. He simply put the clothes in his hand directly, and officially responded to the other party's information: "I wish you a good trip tomorrow, I am also tomorrow's plane back to the city. By the way, I encouraged your admirer in your name today, and I will inform you in advance, don’t mind. 』

The long street on the Bund is a bustling, and the vehicles coming and going have never stopped at such a late night. He was looking up at the dark Huangpu River outside the window. The phone in his hand suddenly vibrated and he opened it.

His gaze paused for a moment on the smiley face of the message, and then he replied to the past: "Okay, it doesn't matter. I also wish you a good trip. 』

At the end of the phone, there was no response. I had already put down my mobile phone and continued to sort out my luggage. I also turned to look at the Huangpu River that was swallowed up by the darkness.

There are several freighters on the river surface that are slowly moving. The lights in the city are too bright, but the rivers in this abyss are somewhat cold.

The man's slender fingers are rhythmically beaten on the metal shell of the mobile phone. Although the surface is still calm and calm, in fact, the heart of the embarrassing has long been wavering, thinking too much.

Daniel has long investigated the relationship between Lu and Lu Ziwen. It seems that apart from the only cooperative performance in Vienna eight years ago, there is really no involvement. At that time, Lu Ziwen was only the most common newcomer in the first violin group, but he already had the aura of a genius prodigy.

However, since ... does not matter, then why is the change now so huge?

why……

Will it become similar to Lu Ziwen?

闵琛 Slightly tighten the scorpion, thin lips and slightly squat.

It is impossible for anyone in the world to have music similar to this exactly the same level...

It is impossible.

For the first time, I felt that I had encountered a closed door. It was not locked at all, but there was no gap. It had been cemented and compacted with cement, and even the air could not penetrate. This is a dead end that he can't even start, but he is in front of him, so that he can't ignore it.

For thirty years, he was the first to encounter such a wonderful thing, and heard such an almost identical "bell".

Even if there are slight differences in some details, even if the publicly-identified "The Bells" is exactly the same as Lu Ziwen, no one dares to say a negative word. Because this is awkward, able to