{"id":16281,"date":"2022-02-25T12:00:12","date_gmt":"2022-02-25T17:00:12","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/betwixtedbutterfly.com\/translations\/?p=16281"},"modified":"2022-02-24T18:52:00","modified_gmt":"2022-02-24T23:52:00","slug":"kocm198","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/betwixtedbutterfly.com\/translations\/kocm198\/","title":{"rendered":"King of Classical Music 198"},"content":{"rendered":"\t\t
\n\t\t\t\t\t\t
\n\t\t\t\t\t\t
\n\t\t\t\t\t
\n\t\t\t
\n\t\t\t\t\t\t
\n\t\t\t\t\t\t
\n\t\t\t\t\t
\n\t\t\t
\n\t\t\t\t\t\t
\n\t\t\t\t
\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t
\n\t\t\t\t\t\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\n\t\t\t\t<\/i>\t\t\t<\/span>\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\tPrevious<\/span>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/span>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/a>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t
\n\t\t\t
\n\t\t\t\t\t\t
\n\t\t\t\t
\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t
\n\t\t\t\t\t\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\tProject<\/span>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/span>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/a>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t
\n\t\t\t
\n\t\t\t\t\t\t
\n\t\t\t\t
\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t
\n\t\t\t\t\t\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\n\t\t\t\t<\/i>\t\t\t<\/span>\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\tNext<\/span>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/span>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/a>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t<\/section>\n\t\t\t\t
\n\t\t\t\t
\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t
\n\t\t\t\n\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/span>\n\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t
\n\t\t\t\t
\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t

The one-day tour of the Geneva Conservatory of Music ended in a visit to Professor Deville.\u00a0<\/p>

Professor Deville was the vice dean of the Geneva Conservatory\u2019s violin department. Qi Mu was his student in his previous life. Qi Mu used to think he was a serious, rigid professor, and he was on top of everything, until\u2026 he met this professor again, more than ten years later.\u00a0<\/p>

\u201cOh, I really didn\u2019t expect to see you at the college, Little Seven! I like your music very much! I went to see Wei Ai\u2019s performance in Brussels and it was excellent! Come, come, let\u2019s take a photo together, okay!!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>

Professor Deville used to teach dozens of students, so Qi Mu wasn\u2019t very familiar with him, but now\u2026 Just when did this professor become so warm and humorous!!!<\/em><\/p>

Qi Mu smiled and spoke with a voice a little unnatural due to meeting his professor again, \u201cThank you\u2026 cough, thank you for your support, I think Mr. Dorenza will be very happy to receive such an evaluation from you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>

\u201cOh, no, no, no, It has nothing to do with Wei Ai! I like your violin more, it\u2019s a great sound, very great!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>

Qi Mu: \u201c…\u201d\u00a0<\/p>

Why did it feel so strange to be praised by the former \u201cdevil professor\u201d…\u00a0<\/em><\/p>

Under Professor Deville\u2019s guidance, the \u201coutsiders\u201d Qi Mu and Min Chen toured the violin department in sunglasses and masks. Professor Deville introduced each room as they passed, \u201cOh, this is the violin department\u2019s practice room,\u201d \u201cThis is the place where the students gather,\u201d \u201cThis is the rehearsal hall,\u201d…<\/p>

Faced with these familiar places, Qi Mu had to answer with a smile, \u201cOh yes,\u201d \u201cIt\u2019s so beautiful here,\u201d \u2026<\/p>

After the sun\u2019s body slipped completely below the horizon, Qi Mu stood before the college\u2019s majestic black iron gates. Professor Deville excitedly shouted, \u201cLittle Seven, I didn\u2019t expect us to separate so soon. If you have the opportunity in the future, you and your friend should come back to see more. There are many students here who like your music very much!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>

Thinking of the students who \u201cliked his music very much\u201d, Qi Mu couldn\u2019t help but swallow and give a dry smile. \u201cOkay, thank you for your invitation. I will definitely\u2026 cough, come back often.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>

While talking, Professor Deville kept shaking Qi Mu\u2019s hand. The professor in his fifties looked very enthusiastic, no less enthusiastic than the crazy fans from earlier.\u00a0<\/p>

When he heard Professor Deville invite them back, Qi Mu suddenly realized, \u201cProfessor Deville, you\u2026 really don\u2019t know who he is?\u201d As he spoke, Qi Mu pointed to Mr. Sunglasses-and-Hat beside him.\u00a0<\/p>

Professor Deville was taken aback. \u201cIsn\u2019t it your friend, Little Seven?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>

Sighing deeply, Qi Mu smiled. \u201cHe is indeed my friend.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>

Min Chen: \u201c…\u201d\u00a0<\/p>

After this trip to the college, Qi Mu watched the man rubbing his hands incessantly, repeating, \u201cThat guy Deville touched him twice!\u201d, \u201cThe boy also touched him once!\u201d, \u201cThere was a girl who touched him three times!!!\u201d.<\/p>

After Qi Mu had lingering anxieties and admitted, \u201cI don\u2019t want to step foot into the college anytime soon,\u201d the two of them breathed a sigh of relief. The next day, they started the rest of their trip. They walked past Swan Square, Saint Pierre Cathedral, and Lake Geneva. By the time they left Geneva, it was already the morning of their third day.\u00a0<\/p>

After the plane landed at the Vienna international Airport, Qi Mu and Min Chen put their belongings back in their apartment and then went to find more familiar places.\u00a0<\/p>

When Qi Mu reached the apartment where he had lived for nearly ten years in his last life, the handsome young man looked up at the brightly lit window and was silent for a long time. Finally, he said, \u201cWhen I came to Vienna last year, I came here. I stood here for hours. I felt as if the house was close to me, but I couldn\u2019t walk back.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>

Hearing this, Min Chen lowered his eyes and looked at Qi Mu without speaking.<\/p>

\u201cAfter thinking about it, it doesn\u2019t seem like a big deal. A new life has begun, and it doesn\u2019t make any sense to linger on the past.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>

The man\u2019s hand clenched around his was Min Chen\u2019s only response. Its heat transmitted along where their fingers touched, causing the corners of Qi Mu\u2019s lips to curl up as he squeezed back.\u00a0<\/p>

On the warm, humid spring night in Vienna, under the city\u2019s splendid purple light, Qi Mu rarely returned to the bridge that had been filled in. The temperature at night was still a little low, but he didn\u2019t feel cold at all, and the loneliness of the past ten years had completely dissipated by then.\u00a0<\/p>

He already had support, proof that he\u2019d never be afraid again and would never walk alone in his long life.\u00a0<\/p>

The second day after returning to Vienna, Qi Mu and Min Chen cleaned the apartment together. Since they didn\u2019t want to hire a maid to disturb their living environment, they had to clean up frequently. And this apartment was really too big. By the time they finished cleaning, the sun had already set and night had fallen.\u00a0<\/p>

Sitting in the huge, quiet piano room, Qi Mu lowered his head and pressed the keys from time to time. While the nine-foot Steinway made a clear, moving sound, Qi Mu asked with a sly smile, \u201cDo you still remember when you were there? When I asked you what you thought I was doing in here?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>

Min Chen raised his eyes and recalled, \u201cWas that the time you missed me so much?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he simply ignored the other man\u2019s answer. Qi Mu coughed lightly and said, \u201cI was actually playing the piano that time. My family didn\u2019t have much money when I was a child, so I didn\u2019t learn the piano. But I still figured out some basic scales and tunes, like this.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>

Qi Mu casually played a\u00a0 short practice scale on the elegant piano. His fingering was messy, but he could still hear a coherent melody.<\/p>

\u201cDecent playing.\u201d Min Chen gave a pertinent evaluation.\u00a0<\/p>

Qi Mu chuckled softly, \u201cShould I say it\u2019s a great honor to have Mr. Auston Bertram\u2019s approval?\u201d<\/p>

\u201cNo, it was an honor to hear a great violinist play a rare piano piece.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>

When it came to love words, Min Chen naturally refused to give in.<\/p>

The silent moonlight shone into the house from the sparking clean floor-to-ceiling windows. Because of a thin layer of snow-white window screens, the moonlight filtered through like falling snow, making the piano room brighter and brighter.\u00a0<\/p>

In such a quiet piano room, the excellent violinist played a simple piano piece under the guidance of an equally excellent pianist.<\/p>

The melody went from simple and monotonous at the beginning, to more and more complex and diverse, until at the end, Qi Mu simply pulled his hand out of his partner\u2019s and surrendered. \u201cOkay, I won\u2019t play anymore. You really are whimsical, you actually want me to play \u300aIslamey<\/a>\u300b ?!\u201d<\/p>

Min Chen sighed softly. \u201cYou heard it.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>

Qi Mu: \u201c…\u201d\u00a0<\/p>

If he couldn\u2019t even understand the notes of <\/em>\u300a<\/em>Islamey<\/em><\/a>\u300b, Professor Deville, his history of music professor, would cry!!!<\/em><\/p>

Qi Mu had long since given up his temper with this guy. It was getting late, so he got up and left the piano bench, intending to end this \u201cdo more harm than good\u201d piano lesson. But, before he took a step away, he suddenly heard a soothing, pleasant piano piece from behind him.\u00a0<\/p>

The extremely gentle music seemed like the goddess of moonlight descending from the sky in a veil. She sprinkled pure white brilliance into the world. The melody was low and soft, and after two passages, it began to speed up. Even if he didn\u2019t see it with his own eyes, Qi Mu could fully imagine that a phantom of the man\u2019s fingers moved across the black and white keys.\u00a0<\/p>

Qi Mu turned his head to look in astonishment.\u00a0<\/p>

Behind the black piano, a handsome, elegant man bowed his head, playing attentively and conscientiously.\u00a0<\/p>

Chords, arpeggios, octaves, glissandos!<\/p>

All kinds of splendid and gorgeous techniques spread from the man\u2019s fingers. Qi Mu couldn\u2019t help standing behind him, watching him play. Each note ended enthusiastically, and the next rose quickly and smoothly.\u00a0<\/p>

From the first soothing note to the current excitement, from the current excitement to the next gentleness.\u00a0<\/p>

When a familiar and gentle melody flowed out from Min Chen\u2019s fingers, Qi Mu\u2019s pale eyes widened slightly. He finally understood this unfamiliar yet familiar tune!<\/p>

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u2014\u2014\u300aTwilight in Moonlight\u300b.<\/p>

As far as Qi Mu\u2019s ear was concerned, the piece should be divided into four chapters, starting in a major key. If it was classified according to Min Chen\u2019s past piano concertos, it should belong to \u300aPiano Concerto No. 2 in A major\u300b.<\/p>

He didn\u2019t know why, but Qi Mu always felt that this song was a bit lacking. Generally speaking, there was no problem playing a piano concerto without an orchestra\u2019s accompaniment, and it could still express the music\u2019s theme, but this piece made Qi Mu feel that a very important voice was missing.\u00a0<\/p>

It was like a dragon, crouched to fly, but blinded, lacking its sight. Like a formation about to take shape, but missing its center.\u00a0<\/p>

Qi Mu frowned in confusion. After the piece ended, he asked curiously, \u201cHow do you intend to present this piano concerto? Isn\u2019t it to be played with an orchestra? I think something is missing. It\u2019s a strange thing, is it still unfinished?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>

Unexpectedly Min Chen quietly looked up at him. \u201cDo you think\u2026 this is a piano concerto?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>

\u201cIs it not?!\u201d<\/p>

Under Qi Mu\u2019s astonished gaze, Min Chen calmly said, \u201cThis is a violin sonata, a piano and violin ensemble sonata, called\u2014\u2014\u201d<\/p>

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u201c\u300a Twilight in Moonlight\u300b\u3002\u201d<\/p>

\u00a0<\/p>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t

\n\t\t\t\t
\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t
\n\t\t\t\n\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/span>\n\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t
\n\t\t\t\t
\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t

Translator(s): Empress
Editor(s): Bet<\/p>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t

\n\t\t\t\t
\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t
\n\t\t\t\n\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/span>\n\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t
\n\t\t\t\t\t\t
\n\t\t\t\t\t
\n\t\t\t
\n\t\t\t\t\t\t
\n\t\t\t\t
\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t
\n\t\t\t\t\t\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\n\t\t\t\t<\/i>\t\t\t<\/span>\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\tPrevious<\/span>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/span>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/a>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t
\n\t\t\t
\n\t\t\t\t\t\t
\n\t\t\t\t
\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t
\n\t\t\t\t\t\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\tProject<\/span>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/span>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/a>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t
\n\t\t\t
\n\t\t\t\t\t\t
\n\t\t\t\t
\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t
\n\t\t\t\t\t\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\n\t\t\t\t<\/i>\t\t\t<\/span>\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\tNext<\/span>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/span>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/a>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t<\/section>\n\t\t\t\t
\n\t\t\t\t
\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t
\n\t\t\t\n\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/span>\n\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t
\n\t\t\t\t
\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t
\n\t\t\t
<\/div>\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t<\/section>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

...<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":18,"featured_media":7436,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[2],"tags":[66,35,39,68,64,37],"class_list":["post-16281","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-kocm","tag-betrayal","tag-bl","tag-modern","tag-power-couple","tag-revenge","tag-transmigration"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/betwixtedbutterfly.com\/translations\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/06\/54178s.jpg","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/betwixtedbutterfly.com\/translations\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/16281","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/betwixtedbutterfly.com\/translations\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/betwixtedbutterfly.com\/translations\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/betwixtedbutterfly.com\/translations\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/18"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/betwixtedbutterfly.com\/translations\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=16281"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/betwixtedbutterfly.com\/translations\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/16281\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":16475,"href":"https:\/\/betwixtedbutterfly.com\/translations\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/16281\/revisions\/16475"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/betwixtedbutterfly.com\/translations\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/7436"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/betwixtedbutterfly.com\/translations\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=16281"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/betwixtedbutterfly.com\/translations\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=16281"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/betwixtedbutterfly.com\/translations\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=16281"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}