King of Classical Music 147
The chilly winter came quietly. The Danube River, as narrow as a jade belt, was coated in thin mist. Although it wasn’t frozen, the chill could be felt just by looking at the white water.
The Vienna Philharmonic Orchestra, as the country’s top orchestra, was located in a retro European building on the banks of the Danube River. The white marble column held up a grand arched gateway, and the Baroque village was full of emotion, vividly reflected in every small sculpture.
It was almost the end of the year. Naturally, Wei Ai had to prepare its own global tour.
Half a month ago, a huge scandal swept over the entire city of Vienna, even the world’s classical music circle, but it still couldn’t shake the great status it had in the industry.
In addition to the lack of a qualified chief violinist, the whole orchestra was lively, without any change——there may still be changes, but the smiles of many members were more sincere.
The tour would start the next day. After today’s rehearsal, members were packing their things and making final adjustments. In Dorenza’s lounge, there was an unexpected guest.
“Dorenza, we’ve known each other for decades. I don’t want to hide it from you. I think it’s better for the orchestra to find a new chief as early as possible.” Anthony, the deputy chief of Wei Ai who took over Zayev’s post, currently served as the temporary chief of the orchestra.
Anthony was seventy-two years old. Even in the world of violinists, he was still an old musician. His hair was gray, his face was wrinkled, and traces of the years were obvious. Although he was still healthy, he could no longer adapt to the long rehearsals of the orchestra.
Before Zayev’s accident, Anthony decided to retire from the orchestra and become a free violinist.
Hearing this, Dorenza sighed and helplessly said, “Anthony, an excellent chief violinist is not so easy to find. Can you give me more time?”
Anthony understood Dorenza’s predicament, but he still shook his head and sighed. “Dorenza, I know my level. If I had been able to lead the band ten years ago, I would have been happy and worked harder. But, Dorenza, I don’t have such a strong body now. I think… I think I can only give you another three months. I’m afraid I can’t bear the work, pressure, and degree of the chief.”
Become the chief of Wei Ai?
That was every violinist’s dream.
But, Anthony knew he didn’t have the strength and perseverance to be the chief of the band. For, the greater the honor and the higher the position, the more arduous the task and the duty.
In the quiet command room, Dorenza fell silent for a long time. Finally, he gave the answer. “Well, Anthony, within three months, I think I will find a good deputy chief for you to share your task. I hope you can stick to it and guide him into being the chief, which will be better for our orchestra.”
Anthony thought about it and agreed.
The Danube flowed slowly outside the window, as it did thousands of years ago, witnessing the replacements of the world’s top orchestra.
The Palisade theatre was Vienna’s local theatre, meaning most of its members were local people. They seldom performed around the world, so their workload was relatively easy. Of course, there were many holidays.
One and a half months after arriving at the Palisade theatre, Qi Mu ushered in his first long holiday after working.
As he said the day before, he didn’t relax immediately after the holiday. Instead, he followed Min Chen to Bai Ai’s temporary rehearsal hall, intending to gain some experience from the orchestra’s daily rehearsal.
Bai Ai’s temporary rehearsal hall in Vienna was a medium-sized music hall on the third floor of the Friends of Music Association building.
This was a concert hall that could hold an audience of 300 people. The architectural layout of the building imitated the golden hall. It had the same gilded ceiling and the same beautiful, classical murals.
When Qi Mu followed Min Chen to the backstage of the rehearsal hall, he looked at the music hall curiously for a long time.
When Qi Mu and Wei Ai rehearshed in the Friends of Music Association’s building in his last life, they used another, medium-sized concert hall. He didn’t get to see the hall that imitated the golden hall, so he couldn’t help but look over everything.
In fact, Qi Mu’s behavior was also normal. When most musicians so much as entered the building, they couldn’t help but feel their hearts surging, it was hard to suppress their inner excitement.
It was the most sacred, solemn place in Vienna. It was the honor of every musician to come here to perform.
Of course, when Qi Mu formally met the members of Bai Ai, he was surprised to find that they all lowered their heads and prepared their instruments with a ringing seriousness. The entire backstage was like a solemn church, no one spoke.
Qi Mu: “…”
Wrong way?
Puzzled, Qi Mu suddenly saw Daniel coming to the backstage from a room on the other side, violin in hand. Seeing Qi Mu, his eyes widened in surprise, then smiled to welcome him. “So… are you coming to watch today, Angel?”
This was like a thunderclap. The members of Bai Ai, who had just worn straight and serious faces, all looked in Qi Mu’s direction. Then, chatter filled the air, in all kinds of languages——
“Eh? Is Little Angel coming today? Why didn’t anyone say anything?”
“Oh, here comes Little Angel… Did God hear my prayers last night?”
“It’s heaven. God must have heard us!”
……
In those words, Qi Mu could only understand English, German, and a small amount of French. Then, someone said, “Wait a moment, no wonder I thought it was strange that you said the conductor suddenly… Cough, is it because of Little Angel’s inspection?”
Everyone in Bai Ai: “…”
The next second, everyone’s eyes were shining towards Qi Mu. In their gazes, he saw sadness and sighs, but some contained sweet expectations more complicated and profound than Goldbach’s conjecture.
Qi Mu: “…”
It was still the same look.
Qi Mu: “Is there something on my face?”
Everyone in Bai Ai: “QAQ!”
Little Angel, you are the torment of sweetness and pain!
Although it was said so, when Qi Mu said he would visit the next few days to learn from their rehearsals, everyone in Bai Ai was excited and sad, as if they’d foreseen their life for the next few days.
Seeing their expressions of, “Little Angel, you don’t understand our sadness,” Qi Mu nodded thoughtfully. After the morning rehearsal, he ate simple fast food and curiously asked, “Min Chen, the members of Bai Ai… do not welcome me, ah?”
Without waiting for Min Chen’s reaction, Daniel heavily shook his head. “No, no, no! Little Angel, you need to see the essence through the present image. You need to understand their warm welcome and stay in the orchestra every hour, every minute, every second. Of course… Don’t go for a day. Keep your eyes on it at all times!”
Qi Mu: “…?”
Daniel explained again, “You think, Little Angel, of course, you need to learn a complete set of things when gaining experience. Maybe the moment you rest and blink, you will miss something very important, or you lose a chance to be inspired. Right?”
After listening to him, Qi Mu thought for a while, and found it very reasonable. “Daniel, I didn’t expect that you still had experience in the field?”
Hearing this, Daniel laughed awkwardly. “Hahahaha, as long as you can learn something from Little Angel, it’s okay, it’s okay!”
A smile lit the blond agent’s face, but in the man’s cold, indifferent eyes, he had already been in the hearts of cattle.
Everyone, I have tried my best to do more for you. In the future… it’s up to you!
In the next few days, the Bai Ai members wanted to set up a monument for their great orchestra agent, and engrave a few words on it: you are electricity, you are light, you are the messenger of heaven!
During the five or six days, Qi Mu watched Bai Ai’s rehearsal and learned from the experience. Most of the time, Min Chen stood on the podium in person, conducting their rehearsal, but some were conducted by Christole.
However, no matter who presided over the rehearsal, Bai AI’s members expressed——
This was the most wonderful and happy five days they’d experienced!
In that time, they felt the warm, soft spring breeze, the melting of icebergs, and the recovery of everything. There was no more vicious accusation, no need to worry and be careful. Although there were still some small mistakes, their commander would only reprimand them in a gentle tone and even encourage them to work harder!
Encouragement! It was encouragement!
Not reprimand, but encourage!
This was a small step for a man, but one giant leap for their members!
During the afternoon tea break on the fifth day, Min Chen and Daniel went to the conference room to discuss the next day’s performance, while Christole took Qi Mu to spend a wonderful afternoon in a small coffee shop outside the rehearsal hall.
In the coffee shop, all the members’ faces were covered in smiles. Even Christole smiled and spoke to Qi Mu. “Little Seven, I’ve discovered you really are the Little Angel sent by God.
Qi Mu, uncertain: “…??”
Translator(s): Empress
TL Check: Teo
Editor(s): Empress
Proofer(s): Ayn
Author:
The next day at 11 o’clock.
【small theatre】
Dorenza: Where is the chief? Where is the chief? Where are you!
Akkad: Hello, look at me!
Dorenza: You are too old, thank you.
Akkad: Look at my students!
XD Feels like this is a small theater with sound.
Hahahahahaha Qi Mu really is an angel to soothe their abused heart since only he can calm down the Big Devil Min Chen ufufufufufu. Min Chen as meek as a lamb in front of Qi Mu, wow this dog food is really tasty.
Hence, Qi Mu’s position in the majestic Wei Ai members’ becomes a holy existence askjdaksjdgkajsgd
Thank you for the chapter minna!
Thank you for the update! Lol the poor orchestra and their brief reprieve
Once Little Angel leaves, Min Chen will be the devil again.