{"id":7382,"date":"2019-06-28T11:00:35","date_gmt":"2019-06-28T15:00:35","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/betwixtedbutterfly.com\/translations\/?p=7382"},"modified":"2019-06-28T12:11:07","modified_gmt":"2019-06-28T16:11:07","slug":"kocm79","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/betwixtedbutterfly.com\/translations\/kocm79\/","title":{"rendered":"King of Classical Music 79"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

Double stops<\/a> was a technique that pressed on two strings simultaneously with\ntwo fingers to create an effect similar to playing two tones.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The technique seemed simple, one many\namateurs could do. But. . . to utilize it to the fullest, there was a piece\nmany violinists couldn\u2019t circumvent\u2014\u2014<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u300aDance of the Goblins<\/a>\u300b.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Brilliant golden sunlight shone\ndown on earth, the statue\u2019s shadow cast over the youth below. Despite it, his slender\nhands were still exposed to the light.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The audience could only see them\nmoving at unbelievable speed. The violin, in such excellent hands, seemed to\ngain a life of its own.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

With skill this excellent, even a\nlayman could see it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Hidden amongst the layers of the\ncrowd, Akkad couldn\u2019t see Qi Mu at the center. Even so, he could imagine how\nshocked the audiences were by his student\u2019s performance just from the sound of\nthe fast-paced piece.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Bazzini\u2019s \u300aDance of the Goblins\u300b also has the\nalias, \u300aFairy\u2019s Dance\u300b. As a\nrondo, it repeated the same melody many times but used a variety of dazzling\ntechniques.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Double stops, spiccato, artificial\nharmonics, left-hand pizzicato<\/a>…<\/p>\n\n\n\n

It had all the standard techniques\ncrammed into a three-minute piece.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The music was exciting and\npleasant, but this time, the melody wasn\u2019t the most important. Instead, it was\nthe dazzling visual effects.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Akkad laughed helplessly and\nchided, \u201cThis Little Seven, he actually used this piece full of dazzling\ntechniques as the third song. . . So mischievous.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Generally speaking, short pieces\nlike this weren\u2019t accompanied by a symphony orchestra. Of course, there were\nalways exceptions. When their concert ended, many maestros used the song as the\nencore piece to thank the audience.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

However, because it was so tricky that\neven professional musicians struggled with it, it wasn\u2019t popular. But. . . It became ornamental. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

From the audience\u2019s gaping mouths,\nthey completely worshiped Qi Mu\u2019s violin. Some youngsters even took out their\nphones to record the performance.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Qi Mu was focused on his left-hand\npizzicato, so he didn\u2019t notice.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u300aDance of\nthe Goblins\u300b was so complicated that,\neven with Qi Mu\u2019s skills, he had to concentrate on avoiding mistakes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

His left hand danced rapidly on the\nfingerboard, occasionally needing to pluck the strings while his right hand\nheld the bow and demonstrated the staccato. Each tap produced the precise\nsound, no extraneous notes ringing out.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The enthusiastic melody filled the\nsquare. It was as if no one dared to breathe, there was only the sound of the\nviolin.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

It was so fast and skillful that by\nthe time Qi Mu\u2019s artificial harmonics reached the highest range, the sound of\nthe violin had already stopped for half a minute, yet no one reacted.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cBravo\uff01\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

A cheer came from the back of the\ncrowd, and Akkad applauded his student with a heartfelt smile.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

At his prompt, others started to\napplaud as if they had just awakened from a dream. Some immediately uploaded\nthe recording on the internet.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Qi Mu smiled and bowed to thank\nthem. But just as he was about to pack up, the tender, crisp voice of a girl cried\nout once again\u2014\u2014<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cEncore. . . En. . . Encore!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Qi Mu was flabbergasted.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The next second, more and more\nvoices chanted the same word, \u201cEncore! Encore! Encore! Encore! Encore. . .\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Qi Mu: \u201c. . .\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

In just one morning, Qi Mu\nperformed a total of five pieces. Only then did he finally manage to find an\nescape. Over the past six months filled of practice, he gained better endurance\nand could perform more pieces with complicated techniques but. . .<\/p>\n\n\n\n

That didn\u2019t mean he could play all\nday long without stopping!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

When Qi Mu finally escaped the\ncrowd, he looked back and saw people were still gathered under the statue. The\ndensely packed crowd made him feel as if he was back in the subway during the\nSpring Festival in Huaxia!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

. . . There were more than a dozen\nlayers of people?!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Didn\u2019t a report say many countries\nin Europe were experiencing a decrease in population recently?!!!<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

He saw Akkad waving at him. He\nheaded over, but before he could say a word, the proud but awkward Akkad set\nhis hat on him. \u201cLittle Seven, didn\u2019t I tell you to play three songs? Why did\nyou play five?!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Qi Mu reached up to fix the hat\nthen looked at his professor. Akkad wore an angry expression.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Qi Mu, who knew the other man\u2019s\ntemper well, reached out to touch his woolen scarf. \u201cProfessor, it is because\nyou taught me so well that my violin can attract so many people. They blocked\nmy escape, so. . . I had to end it well. Don\u2019t you think so, professor?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Akkad was satisfied with the youth\u2019s\npraise. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

As they walked out of the square,\nAkkad said, \u201cWell, you played the five pieces very well. But. . . Little Seven,\nI told you to choose a professional-level piece that could be played at the\nGolden Hall. Why did you choose \u300aDance of\nthe Goblins\u300b?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The morning passed, and soon, it\nwas already noon. In May, Vienna was well past the winter cold, the wind blew\nin the warmth of spring. The burning sun hung high in the sky, the shadow from\nhis hat obscuring most of Qi Mu\u2019s face.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Qi Mu smiled and replied, \n\u201cProfessor, didn\u2019t you. . . Didn\u2019t you play this piece in Golden Hall thirty\nyears ago? I remember you got quite the applause back then.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Akkad was very impressed with his\npraise. It was smooth and light without a trace of over-flattering. He nodded\nwith a smile and said, \u201cWell, good, good. I did play the piece \u300aDance of the Goblins\u300b many years\nago.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Seeing his professor unable to\nrestrain his smile, Qi Mu smiled, too, controlling the twitching of his lips.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Having known each other for so\nlong, Qi Mu understood the proud old man\u2019s character. If he could make his\nteacher happy, then. . . he might have an easier time later?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

But, Qi Mu didn\u2019t stay happy for\ntoo long. When they walked out of the Heroes Square together, Akkad hailed a\ntaxi. After getting on, he said, \u201cLittle Seven, you must do well this\nafternoon. Don\u2019t let teacher down!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Qi Mu: \u201c. . .\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The corner of Qi Mu\u2019s lips\ntwitching, he squinted and stared at Akkad. \u201cProfessor. . . I don\u2019t know what\nyou mean by that?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Akkad looked shocked, then spoke,\n\u201cIn the afternoon, we\u2019re going to Josefplatz<\/a> like this morning. Little Seven, you must play well and don\u2019t\nmake your professor lose face!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Qi Mu was almost unable to keep the\nsmile on his face. He sighed heavily and said, \u201cProfessor, Josefplatz is near Heroes\nSquare. We only need to walk a bit to get there. . . Why did you hail a taxi?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Akkad, exposed as \u201cdirection blind\u201d: \u201c. . .\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

After reaching out to cover his\nmouth, Akkad coughed heavily, ears red. \u201cNo…Nonsense! Little Seven, you haven\u2019t\nbeen to Vienna often, so you don\u2019t know. In fact, Heroes Square is a bit far\nfrom Josefplatz so we will have to walk for quite a while. . .\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWe\u2019ve arrived, sir.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The taxi driver interrupted Akkad\u2019s\nnext remark.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Akkad: \u201c. . .\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Qi Mu: \u201c. . .\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

After paying the fare, Qi Mu and\nhis direction-blind professor exited the car together. When Qi Mu looked at the\ncity he had lived in for more than 10 years, he felt funny yet helpless at the\nsame time. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cProfessor. . . Please be sure to\nfollow me in the upcoming days! Although. . .\u201d Here, Qi Mu paused and continued\nwith a smile, \u201cAlthough I haven\u2019t been to Vienna that many times, I can still\nread the map. Please rest assured.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Professor Akkad: \u201c. . .\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Zurich, evening.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Following the back-to-back concerts\nof their New Year\u2019s Spring Tour, the members of the Berlin Philharmonic\nOrchestra carried their simple luggage. They walked into the Zurich\nInternational Airport in an orderly manner, about to fly off to their next\ndestination.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Daniel looked at the man behind the\nparade of the members with his hands in his pocket, lips twitching.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cMin! Why did you stay in Paris for\nso long?! Do you know how much work I had to do in your absence?!!!\u201d The blond scratched\nthe back of his head irritably and said, \u201cBeing your and Bai Ai\u2019s manager, my\nblood will be moldy for eight generations! You irresponsible man, you devil!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Min responded to him with his usual\nsilence, he was too lazy to even give half a glance to this bad-tempered fellow.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Daniel was furious. \u201cHuh, Min!\nThere\u2019s a little time before the orchestra\u2019s next concert in Vienna. So you\nmight as well just go to Paris again. I don\u2019t understand. What on earth were\nyou doing there? You even served as a judge for the Paris\u2019 National Conservatory\nof Music. Well, are you not afraid of trouble?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Min Chen calmly said, \u201cI\u2019m very\nwarm-hearted, no trouble.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Daniel: \u201c. . .\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI dare you to say that again in\nfront of the orchestra\u2019s members!!!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The Bai Ai\u2019s members before them:\n\u201c. . .\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Daniel, if\nyou want to provoke the conductor, do it alone, don\u2019t drag us along!!!                                                                                                                 <\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Daniel got angry. \u201cYou can just go\nto Paris. There are still a few days before the concert in Vienna.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Daniel: \u201c. . . Just go!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Daniel got depressed. \u201cSo why are\nyou not going to Paris now?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cBecause. . . he\u2019s already in\nVienna.\u201d The man murmured to himself, voice low and weak, drowned out by other\nnoises.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Daniel: \u201cAh?! Min, what did you say\njust now? I couldn\u2019t hear. . .\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cMin?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201c. . .Auston?!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAuston Bertram?!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThis devil! God should just send\nan angel down to tidy up this abominable demon!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

. . .<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Min Chen ignored Daniel\u2019s complaints.\nHe turned to the airport\u2019s huge glass windows. On the runway, a plane took off\nand flew steadily upwards. Against the backdrop of the blue sky and white\nclouds, it looked particularly laid-back and relaxed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Angel. . . huh?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Maybe God had already sent one. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

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