King of Classical Music 197

Qi Mu emphasized the student’s enthusiasm before they entered the Geneva Conservatory of Music, but now… he finally understood the saying, “the strong waves drive on those that came before”.

The students were extremely “enthusiastic” when Qi Mu had been at the college more than ten years ago. Various music fan organizations and student groups had been established within the college, and students often met to see concerts held thousands of miles away.

Now, in the soft, warm Geneva breeze, layers of human figures surrounded the handsome young pair so that not even a drop of water could pass through. At first, only a few girls with violins gathered, but when others discovered the situation, the entire road was blocked off. 

When someone squeezed in, someone had to move, right?

A man with a hat, sunglasses, and a mask was pushed, step by step, out to the crowd’s edge. Min Chen just stood firm and didn’t have time to respond when he heard, “Hey, make way, make way! What are you doing in the middle of the road? We need to see Little Seven!!!” 

Min Chen, subconsciously took two steps to the side: “…” 

After letting the other party squeeze into the crowd, Min Chen suddenly realized: Wait a minute! Why did he make way?!

At the center of the crowd, Qi Mu never thought that one day he’d fall for the tricks of his own juniors. 

When he was at the college, Carl Thomas, the only free conductor among the world’s four major conductors, once arrived for a visit. At the time, all the students in the conducting department rioted, and the students in the piano department were no exception——Carl Thomas was also a famous pianist. 

However, the students weren’t so overwhelming then. After all, Mr. Thomas was 40 years old then and looked the part of a serious, middle-aged man. No matter how much the students loved music, their desire for beauty couldn’t be changed. 

Qi Mu deeply understood how terrifying the “Bertram Music Fan Club” was when it dominated the college! They’d block out the sun, show off their might, stamp the ground, and roar until the teachers and students took cover together. 

But now… 

“Thank you for your support. I will continue to work hard…” 

“Well, well, thank you Alice. I’ll keep trying.”

“It’s Leia, right? Thank you so much for your support.” 

“Thank you…

……

What did the students need most? That’s pen and paper, of course!

Sure, conservatory students probably didn’t have paper on hand, but surely they always carried a pen? As a result, Qi Mu had only just signed an autograph by the time the next person emerged. Some students brought notebooks with them, some simply asked him to sign their hands, backs, and clothes. Someone even asked him to sign their violin——

“With Little Seven’s signature, I’ll practice even harder!!!” 

“Just put it down, Lucy! Everyone knows you’re the laziest, hahaha….” 

……

The autograph session was turbulent and hard to resist. After signing one wave, another passed. And when it passed, two more followed in its wake. Qi Mu was so glad that he had to practice the violin for a long time each day, or he definitely wouldn’t have the strength to persist in signing so many names in a row!

When the class was approaching, many students who needed to catch up stepped forward first. Before leaving they shouted, “Little Seven, can you stay for a while?” , “Little Seven, I’ll go ask the professor for leave!”, “That is, Professor Richard’s class can be held every day, but we can’t see Little Seven every day!” 

Qi Mu waved to the students in tears and laughter, breathing out a sigh of relief. Suddenly, he heard a surprised voice, “God, Little Seven… Your hands are so beautiful!!! I… can I shake hands with you?” 

Qi Mu: “…”

By then, there were only four or five students left. Qi Mu smiled and let them shake his hand one at a time. After all, they were all his juniors. No matter how exaggerated and excessive their enthusiasm was, Qi Mu had to take it. Rather than being overwhelmed, he thought that the students living under the college’s shelter were rather cute. 

“Little Seven’s hands are so slender and white!”

“Soft, tender, I really want to take a bite…” 

“Yes, they’re so beautiful. I really want…” 

Standing off to the side, Min Chen, whose face was already dark, thought: Who allowed you to touch his hands!! Who allowed it!!!!!

The handsome, elegant man stepped up to protect his lover. Before he’d moved two steps, though, he was poked. Turning his head, he saw a brown-haired girl holding a cellphone. She asked, “Upperclassman, can you take a photo of us with Little Seven?” 

Min Chen, the upperclassman: “…”

Under Qi Mu’s helpless gaze, Min Chen’s body stiffened and his fingers tightly clenched around the phone to take the picture of his beloved and these rogue, sticky students. In the photo, the young man surrounded by the crowd curled up his lips into a warm smile. He seemed relaxed, like he hadn’t been in a long time. Even the covers of his eyes were filled with joy. 

After each batch of students left, probably to make it to class, smaller and smaller batches stepped forwards until the group finally dissipated. 

Qi Mu finally sent off the last girl. He slipped his hand out of hers, and before he had time to breathe, he felt a heavy, dark gaze settle on him. Qi Mu looked up again. Although he couldn’t see Min Chen’s expression clearly through his sunglasses, he definitely felt the angry aura. 

Qi Mu reached out to straighten the hat on his head. He really needed to disguise himself a bit, at that point. After thinking about it, Qi Mu said tentatively, “Actually… When I was in college, your music fan organization was really the largest. At least half the students in the college are your fans, really!”

At that time, two students happened to walk past them——

“Nina, Nina! They say Little Seven is here! Where is he, where is he?!!”

“Doria, were you not a Mr. Bertram loyalist before? Why do you suddenly like Wei Ai’s Little Seven so much?” 

“Well, Mr. Bertram is a thing of the past. Nina, don’t you know which is the most popular music fan organization this year? Of course it’s the Little Seven music fan club! Little Seven ranked first, but Mr. Bertram… Well, he’s just second in my heart.” 

    ……

Qi Mu: “…”

Min Chen: “…” 

Finally, he understood the college’s latest “fashion trend”. On the way to the clock tower, Qi Mu tried his best to lower his hat’s brim to cover his face as much as possible. He didn’t understand at all why he became so popular, but somehow he’d been surrounded by nearly a hundred people just then… 

Well, he really didn’t want to experience it again.

By the time they reached the bottom of the bell tower, the sun was already setting. 

The baroque bell tower was about fifteen meters high, with a sharp spire and a dynamic, curved design, making full use of the freedom of the Renaissance. The walls of the clock tower were dominated by vivid sky blue and warm beige. The lively colors made the tower more youthful.

“I used to come here every morning after my morning practice to listen to the six bells. This clock tower seems to have stood here since the college’s establishment, and many musicians come here to listen to it. It’s like hearing the centuries-old history of the Geneva College.” 

After a pause, Qi Mu added, “Jenny, as you know, is the Dresden Symphony Orchestra’s current conductor. She’s only a few years older than me and she had just graduated when I entered the school. I heard that she was the most influential person there at the time. As the head of the violin department, Jenny once held a solo recital in the clock tower and all the students came to listen. Do you know whose pieces she performed?” 

Min Chen raised an eyebrow. “Whose?” 

Qi Mu’s lips curled. “Yours, every piece was yours. Jenny was the president of the Bertram music fan club and she admired you very much.” As if recalling a time long past, Qi Mu smiled. “Actually, when I first entered the college, I was almost pulled into the organization by its members. If it wasn’t for me being too busy to take part in the activities, maybe I would’ve become a die-hard Bertram fan.” 

Min Chen’s lips drew upwards along with his elegant eyebrows. He asked in a low voice, “So now… you are not a fan of Mr. Bertram?” 

Qi Mu’s chin raised slightly. “Of course not.” 

Min Chen calmly nodded. “Well, you’re not just his fan, you’re his lover.” 

Those simple words were mixed with his infinite pampering. Qi Mu couldn’t help laughing and didn’t speak on the topic any further. 

The two walked side by side in the Geneva Conservatory of Music under the twilight. Qi Mu talked about what interesting things happened there and who took care of him. 

When the two reached the violin department, Qi Mu spoke emotionally, “If it wasn’t for the bursary program, I don’t know what I would’ve done. But, even though I entered the college, there was still a gap between me and the other students. It was no small thing, either. I really appreciate Professor Deville for helping me at the time. He was a very serious scholar. If I have the opportunity, I really want to thank him in person…” 

“Oh God! You’re Wei Ai’s Little Seven, aren’t you?! I see you!” 

Qi Mu: “…”

Min Chen: “…”