{"id":10431,"date":"2020-01-06T12:00:19","date_gmt":"2020-01-06T17:00:19","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/betwixtedbutterfly.com\/translations\/?p=10431"},"modified":"2020-01-13T10:53:49","modified_gmt":"2020-01-13T15:53:49","slug":"kocm131","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/betwixtedbutterfly.com\/translations\/kocm131\/","title":{"rendered":"King of Classical Music 131"},"content":{"rendered":"\t\t
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Evening fell as Qi Mu left the headquarters of the Vienna Symphony Orchestra.<\/span><\/p>

Carrying his violin case, Qi Mu easily found the nearest subway station and soon arrived downstairs at Lance\u2019s house. He was very familiar with Vienna and already knew which turns he should take at each junction and which train he should get on.<\/span><\/p>

When he arrived at Lance\u2019s house, the amiable maestro was cooking. Seeing the old man expertly fishing a juicy steak from the pan, Qi Mu quickly took out a plate and helped serve it.<\/span><\/p>

Lance smiled and the two soon set their dinner on the table.<\/span><\/p>

At the end of their delicious dinner, Lance, ever the gentleman, politely wiped his lips with a white napkin.<\/span><\/p>

If this was a meal with Akkad, Qi Mu was sure the table will be piled up with chocolates. If it was with Farrell, he would be questioned about his daily life with the maestro\u2019s concern.<\/span><\/p>

But unlike them, Lance was a gentleman who abided by conservative manners. He didn\u2019t bring Qi Mu to his violin room until all the dishes on the table were cleaned up.<\/span><\/p>

A violin was placed vertically in the tidy room. The window was opened, facing the street. Through it, he saw a charming view of Vienna.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

\u201cLittle Seven, it\u2019s been a while since I last heard your violin. The last time was at your concert in Paris.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Lance pulled a score stand to the center of the room and placed two pieces of music one on top of the other, saying, \u201cYou played \u300aE Minor\u300b and \u300aDevil\u2019s Trills\u300b in this room last time. Although I\u2019m not your teacher\u2026 I really want to hear what the pieces will sound like if you play them now.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Qi Mu looked at the scores on the stand, then smiled at Lance. \u201cThank you for your concern, Mr. Lance. I am honored to have the opportunity to play these pieces for you again.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

The old man nodded.<\/span><\/p>

Before long, a melodious and gentle \u300aViolin Concerto in E minor\u300b resounded in the small room.<\/span><\/p>

The sound was soft, but the tone was cheerful and bright, Lance couldn\u2019t help but smile and appreciate it.<\/span><\/p>

When the piece was over, Qi Mu didn\u2019t stop. Instead, he played a short passage to link it directly to \u300aDevil\u2019s Trills\u300b.<\/span><\/p>

The two pieces with distinctly different styles were connected so skillfully and naturally, it shocked the maestro.<\/span><\/p>

When playing the pieces, Qi Mu didn\u2019t even look at the scores.<\/span><\/p>

Most musicians practiced for many days before their performance to ensure a good show and strengthen their memory.<\/span><\/p>

But\u2026 There were always some exceptions. Min Chen, for example, didn\u2019t even need to read the complete score, as his excellent ears memorized the sounds for him. Qi Mu, on the other hand, strengthened his memory by <\/span>long-term procedural learning<\/a><\/strong> so he could memorize long scores. It was a habit he kept from his previous life.<\/span><\/p>

If it was an obscure piece, he might need to look at the scores intermittently. But for widely spread pieces that had been engraved into his head like \u300aE Minor\u300b and \u300aDevil\u2019s Trills\u300b, he could play without trouble.<\/span><\/p>

Once the performance ended, Lance praised him with a loud \u201cBravo\u201d. As the only audience, he expressed his appreciation with rigorous applause for the outstanding performer.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

\u201cI haven\u2019t seen you for half a year. Listening to those pieces again, Little Seven\u2026 I\u2019m really glad you\u2019ve grown.\u201d The old man sat on the sofa and sighed, \u201cWhen I listened to your music half a year ago, I felt a slight resentment behind it. But now, the only thing I can feel is\u2026 Well, joy.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

The word \u201cjoy\u201d shocked Qi Mu that he asked, \u201cMaster Lance, did you say\u2026 joy?\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Lance nodded and explained, \u201cLittle Seven, you have to believe that a person\u2019s state of mind will change along with their experience. You from half a year ago and the you from right now are very different. For instance\u2026 Are you in love, Little Seven?\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Blush spread from Qi Mu\u2019s cheeks to his ears, his whole face tinted pink. Qi Mu coughed awkwardly and whispered, \u201cMister\u2026 Mr. Lance. Why did you say that?\u201d<\/span><\/p>

It was so obvious, there was no need for him to answer. Lance had already figured it out. With a faint smile, he said, \u201cYou have a joy that only love could bring. Little Seven, I think\u2026 She must be a lovely lady, isn\u2019t she? Did you meet her in Paris?\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Qi Mu: \u201c…\u201d<\/span><\/p>

\u201cOh, Little Seven. Although I\u2019m not your teacher, I\u2019d be happy if you were willing to introduce your lovely little girlfriend to me.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Qi Mu: \u201c…\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Min Chen was preparing to board a plane to London at <\/span>Berlin\u2019s Tegel Airport<\/strong><\/span><\/a> when his eyelids suddenly twitched.<\/span><\/p>

Holding a small bag in his hand, Daniel asked, \u201cHey, Min. Why are you stopping all of a sudden?\u201d<\/span><\/p>

The \u201clovely little girlfriend\u201d nodded then stepped on the plane in one smooth motion.<\/span><\/p>

Countless stars shone in the dark sky. A silver plane flew from Berlin to London while a handsome young man stepped out of an apartment, violin case in hand.<\/span><\/p>

Qi Mu was on the phone, hanging up after saying, \u201cSend it tomorrow.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Before he could put away his phone, a text came from a certain man. There were only a few words on the screen, but he couldn\u2019t stop himself from laughing\u2014\u2014<\/span><\/p>

Min Chen: \u3010I\u2019m in London.\u3011<\/span><\/p>

Qi Mu strolled as he thought of a reply, then said: \u3010You\u2019ve just arrived? The tour will start in a few days. Please rest early.\u3011<\/span><\/p>

After a pause, Qi Mu decided to send another text: \u3010I went to an orchestra\u2019s recruitment audition today.\u3011<\/span><\/p>

After about five minutes, the other man didn\u2019t reply but called his phone instead. Slightly surprised, it took Qi Mu a moment before pressing the answer button. \u201cMin Chen?\u201d<\/span><\/p>

It was noisy on the other end of the line. Qi Mu could hear multiple people chattering about where to have fun before turning in for the night. Daniel was shouting, \u201cOi, take your room cards first, you little bastards.\u201d The man\u2019s low and magnetic voice stood out against the background noise.<\/span><\/p>

\u201cWhich orchestra?\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Qi Mu walked to the subway station\u2019s entrance, his phone in hand. \u201cThe Vienna Symphony Orchestra. They\u2019re recruiting for the deputy concertmaster, so I thought to give it a try. But\u2026 Guess what happened?\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Hearing this, Min Chen halted for a beat. Then, Qi Mu heard him walking, and the background noise started to fade. Min Chen gently sighed, then said, \u201cYou got first place.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

The bleak autumn wind blew into the subway and Qi Mu couldn\u2019t help but tightened his coat. He smiled helplessly and said, \u201cYou guessed it. Mr. Evra, their chief conductor, admitted that I\u2019m the best among the applicants but it didn\u2019t help me much.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Qi Mu swiped his subway pass card, while the man on the other end of the line hesitated. Finally, he asked, \u201cYou didn\u2019t want to go there?\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Qi Mu shook his head. \u201cI want to\u2026 The others had no opinion on it, but Mr. Evra declined my offer.\u201d Thinking of how helpless he looked onstage, Qi Mu squinted. He paused, then added oil and vinegar to the story, \u201cMr. Evra said he would never hire me as their deputy concertmaster. Well, I was very sad about it. Now is when you should comfort me.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Min Chen froze.<\/span> \u201c…\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Qi Mu couldn\u2019t hold back his laughter. \u201cWell, I lied to you. Mr. Evra thinks that I\u2019ve surpassed their concertmaster, Jacques. The orchestra couldn\u2019t hire a deputy concertmaster who\u2019s better than the concertmaster. I\u2019m not particularly obsessed with getting into the Vienna Symphony Orchestra, anyway, so it\u2019s no big deal\u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>

\u201cDon\u2019t be sad.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Qi Mu\u2019s words halted on his tongue. Stunned for a long while, he was still in a stupor when a subway train passed in front of him. After a long time, he asked in a low voice, \u201cWas I sad?\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Min Chen\u2019s low and magnetic voice came through the speaker, \u201cYou were.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Staring at the bright lights in the subway station, Qi Mu asked, seemingly to himself, \u201cWas I really\u2026 sad?\u201d<\/span><\/p>

What Akkad said was true. In this \u201cworst\u201d era, an outstanding violinist would always meet the biggest problem in their life; they were too excellent. In this era, perhaps more ordinary people would have it easier. When Evra rejected him, Qi Mu accepted it with a smile. Though he realized that\u2026 His future was uncertain.<\/span><\/p>

As Evra said, an orchestra doesn\u2019t need a deputy concertmaster who surpasses the concertmaster. Even in Paris, when Hooke wanted to invite him to join the New York Philharmonic, Boswell vetoed the proposal, as he regretfully informed Qi Mu afterward.<\/span><\/p>

Excellence had become a hindrance. It was as if there was a huge, boundless wall stretching out in front of Qi Mu. He didn\u2019t know how to overcome it.<\/span><\/p>

\u201cThings will get better, Qi Mu.\u201d Min Chen\u2019s sigh resounded in Qi Mu\u2019s ear. \u201cSoon, you will get your chance. I believe\u2026 The time will come very soon.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

The last few words made Qi Mu asked, \u201cWhat do you mean?\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Instead of answering his question, Min Chen said, \u201cDorenza is also in Vienna these days. He talked to me about you the other day. Wei Ai\u2019s tour this year will be postponed for two months because their deputy concertmaster will retire soon.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Qi Mu\u2019s eyes widened in shock. It took him a long time to say, \u201cIs it Mr. Anthony? I don\u2019t know at all\u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>

A smile in his voice, Min Chen whispered, \u201cDorenza told me in private. It should be\u2026 in the next six months.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Walking to the next lane, Qi Mu leaned against the wall and whispered, \u201cDo you think I can get into Wei Ai?\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Min Chen didn\u2019t deny, just replied with a soft hum.<\/span><\/p>

The roaring sounds of the subway drowned the young man\u2019s whisper. Qi Mu\u2019s smile didn\u2019t fade until he arrived at his station, even after hanging up the phone. With his violin case in hand, he stepped into his apartment.<\/span><\/p>

He felt lost, just for a moment\u2026<\/span><\/p>

Strength, after all, was the best protection in the world of classical music.<\/span><\/p>

In London, a handsome, elegant man slowly put down his phone. He looked out the window, over the bustling nightlife. His gaze was pointed east\u2014\u2014The direction of Vienna.<\/span><\/p>

Did he want his beloved to go to Wei Ai?<\/span><\/p>

Yes, but not as the deputy concertmaster.<\/span><\/p>

As…<\/span><\/p>

The concertmaster.<\/span><\/p>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t

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Translator(s): Kuro
Editor(s): Empress
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