More than two weeks had passed since Tan Lao\u2019s concert was reported on by several magazines in the classical music circle like the\u300aMusic Hall\u300b and the\u300aSound of Music\u300b, but the buzz still hasn\u2019t dissipated.<\/p>\n
Most of the professionals had a high opinion of the concert. The performers who were invited for the concert were all the famous musicians in Huaxia. There were no accidents, and all the performances were successful. Therefore, from an appreciative perspective, this concert was one of the most outstanding performances of the year.<\/p>\n
On the other hand, a young \u201cunknown\u201d had appeared and attracted the attention of a lot of people. While Qi Mu\u2019s name could be found in their distant memory, he hadn\u2019t appeared in public for nearly ten years, and as his comeback was with such brilliance, they could only emotionally declare, \u201cYoung talent, ah!\u201d<\/p>\n
For non-professionals and those not in the circle, classical music generally sounded lofty. As while others were listening to the Spoon Brothers\u2019 Little Pear, and they asked, \u201cWhat are you listening to?\u201d they answered with, \u201cI\u2019m listening to Balakirev\u2019s \u300aIslamey: Oriental Fantasy\u300b.\u201d<\/p>\n
See, wasn\u2019t it just pretentious?<\/p>\n
But, that person who played such beautiful music on the violin. . . what\u2014a\u2014handsome\u2014brother!<\/p>\n
The superimposed effect would startle the world, and that would just be tragic. Especially for those with a superficial understanding of classical music, they would fall for the enemy and only shout: what a male god.<\/p>\n
So, of those that did not know Qi Mu, there were many in and outside the industry that liked his sound. . . and his face. At the time, Qi Mu had no idea, but many girls bought the B City Symphony Orchestra\u2019s tour album because of him. And, after listening to the majestic music, they shouted: \u201cCoach, I want to learn how to play the violin!\u201d<\/p>\n
Beauty is not strength\u2014\u2014that was the evaluation of his many fans. It was also the opinion of \u300aVoice of Music\u300b\u2019s editor, Li Mei. When she saw the young man that followed Zheng Wei Qiao in, Li Mei suddenly felt as if she had become the editor of a fashion magazine and a T-model had walked into the room.<\/p>\n
\u201cLi-jie, this is Xiao Qi. It\u2019s been difficult on you today!\u201d While he spoke, Zheng Wei Qiao handed over the boxed cake in his hands, \u201cI heard today\u2019s exclusive interview was with Li-jie, ah. I\u2019ll be waiting for you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u300aVoice of Music\u300b was one of the leading magazines that covered classical music in Huaxia. Although it wasn\u2019t on the same level as \u300aMusic Hall\u300b, it was still a professional magazine that was not to be taken lightly. In general, their interview candidates were only the seniors of the industry, like Tan Lao or Du Sheng, and other musicians who had won awards.<\/p>\n
After all, it was a classical music magazine. Although \u300aVoice of Music\u300b was a leader in the industry, compared to other newspapers, it had flat sales. But to their surprise, half a month ago, their magazine actually doubled their sales!<\/p>\n
After a meeting of the higher-ups, the sharp increase in sales was generally believed to be related to Tan\u2019s concert. Specifically. . . related to the young man\u2019s face on the cover. So, they set forth with this scene: \u300aVoice of Music\u300bAn exclusive interview with Qi Mu by Zheng Wei Qiao.<\/p>\n
Li Mei was thirty years old this year, and she had long passed the age of infatuation, but even she couldn\u2019t help but glance a few times at the beautiful youth.<\/p>\n
She certainly understood why this young man could double the sales of their magazine. \u201cXiao Zheng, don\u2019t be polite! I wanted you to come so I could thank you! Xiao Chen, take him up for makeup and photos!\u201d<\/p>\n
Qi Mu followed the young man called Xiao Chen, then he was busy with the interview and filming.<\/p>\n
When he was in Paris to participate in the Thibaud Violin Competition, although he only got second place, he had a lot of interview opportunities. The process was the same, so Qi Mu paid meticulous attention to detail, and Zheng Wei Qiao didn\u2019t have to worry about it.<\/p>\n
After over an hour of interviewing, Qi Mu politely said goodbye to everyone in the room, and the editors who had always been cold and high-up could not recover their senses. Holding out his phone to take a picture, one said to himself, \u201c. . . He\u2019s gone?! I haven\u2019t taken photos yet! I\u2019m gloating to an old classmate in an entertainment magazine that we also have handsome guys in the classical music world! The photos haven\u2019t been sent yet, how can he leave?!!!\u201d<\/p>\n
The entire editorial room mourned.<\/p>\n
Having such keen hearing, Qi Mu heard every word. With a helpless smile, he turned to listen as Zheng Wei Qiao spoke, \u201cXiao Qi, I didn\u2019t expect you to do so well today, it only took an hour, and we\u2019re done. I thought you weren\u2019t familiar with this kind of thing. I even especially bought a black swan cake to build a good relationship with everyone. . .\u201d<\/p>\n
Zheng Wei Qiao said nothing else and Qi Mu turned to look at him. He saw Zheng shaking his head with regret. Pushing the silver frame of his glasses up his nose, the other man sighed, \u201cIf I knew you could get along with everyone so well. . . I wouldn\u2019t have wasted the money!\u201d<\/p>\n
Qi Mu: “. . .”<\/p>\n
Qi Mu truly didn\u2019t know whether to laugh or cry, but he was still very grateful to Zheng Wei Qiao for the opportunity. Although it was \u300aVoice of Music\u300b that took the initiative to invite him, it was still Zheng Wei Qiao who had taken the time and energy to build the relationship and arrange everything properly.<\/p>\n
\u201cZheng-ge, I really appreciate you helping me so much this time.\u201d<\/p>\n
As soon as Qi Mu\u2019s words registered, Zheng nearly slipped, and he turned to stare at him in surprise.<\/p>\n
In the dim light of the parking lot, the young man was smiling at him, and his handsome face was slightly obscured. Qi Mu smiled, \u201cYou\u2019ve been very busy. If you and sister-in-law come over to visit next month, I\u2019ll order some food.\u201d<\/p>\n
Qi Mu wasn\u2019t a hypocritical person, and he naturally knew that Zheng Wei Qiao would not reject his offer. Along with his direct thanks, he also changed the way he expressed his gratitude.<\/p>\n
As expected, the tight expression on Zheng Wei Qiao\u2019s face eased a lot and he opened the car with his key fob. After the two got in, he fixed his seatbelt and said, \u201cYou have grown up Xiao Qi. When I first heard your thanks, I thought you were going to send me something.\u201d<\/p>\n
Qi Mu was dumbfounded.<\/p>\n
He did not know that Zheng Wei Qiao was referring to before. When he had first introduced jobs to the original, the original Qi Mu had on a whim tossed the imitation violin at him in honorarium and said, \u201cAs thanks for introducing me to work, the rest isn\u2019t needed.\u201d<\/p>\n
Qi Mu had to think that Zheng Wei Qiao must have been angry at the time. His kindness and good intentions had to be measured with money in the eyes of the original. Anyone would feel chilled by it.<\/p>\n
Zheng Wei Qiao started and looked up to say, \u201cPlease, your sister-in-law and I can eat, but Xiao Qi, you\u2019ll have to change the time. You might not have time next month. You can come over to our place to eat once the New Year is done. Your sister-in-law will personally cook for you.\u201d<\/p>\n
Qi Mu bowed his head and buckled himself in, then turned to look at Zheng Wei Qiao. \u201cI won\u2019t have time next month? Zheng-ge, how do you know how much time I\u2019ll have before I do?\u201d He said so, but there was a smile in his voice and his eyes.<\/p>\n
Zheng Wei Qiao said affirmatively, \u201cOf course I know you won\u2019t have time, because soon. . . Hong Kong will have a festival next month. Over the course of two weeks, the New York Philharmonic Orchestra, Montreal and Salt Lake City\u2019s Symphony Orchestras, and many other world-famous ones will be there.\u201d<\/p>\n
Qi Mu was stunned into silence, and he could only listen as Zheng continued, \u201cIn addition, the famous Ukrainian pianist, Sweet Sheri, and the American violin master Claude Porter, and other outstanding professionals will be there. I have to accompany your sister-in-law here, so I have to pass, but you can go for a trip.\u201d<\/p>\n
These names only made Qi Mu\u2019s surprise grow even stronger. In the end, he reached such a state of shock he couldn\u2019t help but ask, \u201cThere is such a music festival? I\u2019ve never heard of it before!\u201d<\/p>\n
Zheng Wei Qiao said with a smile, \u201cThere seems to be a problem with the propaganda so it will take a few days for it to reach a large-scale publicity. I have a friend in Hong Kong, so I know about it. Although I can\u2019t accompany you, will you go, Xiao Qi?\u201d<\/p>\n
Qi Mu naturally couldn\u2019t not go!<\/p>\n
Since his rebirth, he had yet to participate in such a grand-scale event. New York, Montreal. . . These were all world-class orchestras that were no less acclaimed than Vienna\u2019s. And Sweet Sheri, Claude Porter, these were masters in the industry!<\/p>\n
Along the way back, Zheng Wei Qiao told him about the festival. Once Qi Mu had entered the apartment building, he intended to drive away. He bowed his head and twisted the ignition, but in the peripheral vision, he seemed to see a familiar shadow. But, when he looked up, the path was empty.<\/p>\n
He froze for a bit, then smiled and said to himself, \u201cThat\u2019s weird. Did I just see Min Chen? Dazzling, ah.\u201d Zheng Wei Qiao then drove away from the community.<\/p>\n
What he didn\u2019t know was that just three meters from his car, a handsome, expressionless man was staring down at a fat cat. Whether it was a large or small eye, neither was willing to concede.<\/p>\n
Min Chen stared down at the cat that was blocking the way. It was too lazy to stretch its legs and go even a step further. Sprawled in the five or six meter wide road, it refused to yield.<\/p>\n
At the time, Qi Mu was entering the building\u2019s elevator. His excitement due to the festival had yet to abate, and there were traces of joy on his face. Just as the doors were closing in from either side, he seemed to see a familiar figure in the narrow gap.<\/p>\n
He remained in a daze as the elevator went up several floors, then he smiled helplessly, \u201cMust have been the wrong person. . . how could it be. . . Min Chen?\u201d<\/p>\n
To mistake this kind of face, it always happened quickly.<\/p>\n
However, a week later, during which Qi Mu had buried himself in packing up his bags to head for Hong Kong, the shrill of the doorbell took him by surprise. He quickly stood up and struggled through the mess of his luggage to the front door. With a creak, it opened.<\/p>\n
The moment the two gazes met, both people froze.<\/p>\n
Qi Mu\u2019s eyes slowly widened, and he stared at the indifferent man outside. He did not try to hide his gaze. Up and down, from one side to the other, he studied this uninvited guest. Finally, he seemed to believe his eyes\u2014\u2014<\/p>\n
It was Min Chen!!!<\/p>\n
Outside the door, this indifferent man\u2019s ears, which no one could see, had turned red. But, on the surface, he maintained a cold expression on his handsome face as he asked in a plain whisper, \u201cAre you afraid. . . of bugs?\u201d<\/p>\n
This voice was still magnetic and low, and he still looked calm and composed, but what he said\u2014\u2014<\/p>\n
It was like an entire dimension of dissonance!<\/p>\n
Qi Mu: \u201c. . .\u201d<\/p>\n
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