The\nfirst song Qi Mu selected was \u300aSummer\nNight\u300b, an authentic Chinese piece. Only four minutes\nlong, it was short and required no special skills. An amateur song around level\neight.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
While the piece played, more and\nmore people gathered around.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Every spring, visitors from all\nover the world flocked to Vienna and to its famous attractions like Heroes\nSquare. It was filled with people of all shapes, sizes, and colors.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The more people that gathered, the\nnoisier it became. In such a loud, spacious area, playing the generous and\npassionate \u300aTurkish March<\/a>\u300b seemed like the best choice. However, when\nsomething exactly the opposite began to play, Akkad was surprised by the\nmelodious violin. <\/p>\n\n\n\n After pondering for a while, the\nexperienced Akkad finally recognized it as a Chinese piece!<\/p>\n\n\n\n Even Akkad had to think for a while\nto know the piece was. Others would not know the name or origin of this\nmysterious song. However, they knew it sounded gentle and made them feel warm.\nEven their irritability faded.<\/p>\n\n\n\n While most passers-by hadn\u2019t been\nexposed to musical instruments, that didn\u2019t prevent them from enjoying the\nwondrous music. The beautiful violin was like a thin veil before their eyes,\nisolating the outside noise.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Even the noisy children chewed\ntheir little fingers and stared at the musician standing amidst the crowd.<\/p>\n\n\n\n More people continued to gather.\nWhen Qi Mu set down his bow, four or five layers of people surrounded him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Qi Mu was a little surprised. He\nplaced his right hand on his chest and bent in a unique gentleman\u2019s bow.<\/p>\n\n\n\n The passers-by woke from their\nstupor, and thunderous applause broke out.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cGreat music!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cVienna really has great musicians\neverywhere!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cThis kid is really good. Oh,\nwhat\u2019s the name of this piece?!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u2026\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n Many languages filled the air\naround Qi Mu. Among them, he only understood English, German, and a bit of\nFrench. As for the others, Qi Mu couldn\u2019t understand a single word. However, he\nknew they were praises from the smiles and applause.<\/p>\n\n\n\n The applause lasted for three\nminutes without pause.<\/p>\n\n\n\n When Qi Mu placed his bow on the\nstrings again, the crowd was silent, then someone exclaimed, \u201cIs there\nanother?\u201d The applause halted.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Qi Mu smiled and looked at a little\nblonde baby in her mother\u2019s arms toward the center of the crowd. He touched his\nlips with his index finger, and miraculously, the babbling little girl went\nsilent. She stared blankly at the handsome young man before her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n After that, Qi Mu raised his bow\nagain. This time around, his performance just began, and the crowd already\nstarted whispering\u2014\u2014<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cThis is \u300aZigeurnerweisen<\/a>\u300b!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Under the statue in the square, the\ndesolate violin slowly resounded. Qi Mu\u2019s brow tightened, and his expression\ngrew solemn.<\/p>\n\n\n\n His slender fingers danced along\nthe black fingerboard. The melody was not as light-hearted as the one before.\nInstead, it was tactful and quiet. The audience was stunned, their heartbeats\nrising with the sudden high pitch of the opening note.<\/p>\n\n\n\n