{"id":9652,"date":"2019-11-25T12:00:11","date_gmt":"2019-11-25T17:00:11","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/betwixtedbutterfly.com\/translations\/?p=9652"},"modified":"2019-12-04T15:01:21","modified_gmt":"2019-12-04T20:01:21","slug":"kocm119","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/betwixtedbutterfly.com\/translations\/kocm119\/","title":{"rendered":"King of Classical Music 119"},"content":{"rendered":"\t\t
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Once evening fell, the temperature gradually dropped. Without the warm sunshine of daytime, the autumn nights of Paris were layered with desolation. Bleak, cold wind whistled through the streets, forcing pedestrians to draw their coats tight.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

It was still afternoon when Qi Mu boarded the bus to the Philharmonie de Paris with the other orchestra members. When he saw the leaves outside Feng Moow, he knew it was freezing outside.<\/span><\/p>

The orchestra practiced in the concert hall\u2019s rehearsal room for the entire afternoon. After an hour, the official performance would begin.<\/span><\/p>

A steady stream of patrons descended from their cars and into the concert hall. Just then, Dylan went behind the curtain to sneak a peek. Although there were some vacancies in the 2400 seats, at least half of them were occupied\u2014\u2014<\/span><\/p>

The promotion for the performance was splendidly successful.<\/span><\/p>

They were the students of the Paris\u2019 National Conservatory of Music, after all. Their love for going on strikes aside, the French were very supportive of their own people.<\/span><\/p>

The last time Qi Mu came to the Philharmonie de Paris was for Bai Ai\u2019s concert. But now, he was going to lead an orchestra. It felt unreal, and he had no choice but to confront the challenge.<\/span>\u00a0<\/b><\/p>

\u201cSeven! You know who I just saw? It\u2019s Mr. Leonid<\/span>! I didn\u2019t expect him to come!\u201d His face red with excitement, Dylan said, \u201cLast time he exclusively wrote a review on you… I wonder if he will write one for us this time around. If he writes an article about me… God! My whole life would be worthwhile!\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Zuckerberg shook his head. Turning a deaf ear, he said, \u201cDylan, the concert is about to start. Why are you still daydreaming? Wake up, man. For Mr. Leonid to write about us, you really have to dream big…\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Dylan snorted. Softly, he muttered, \u201cWhat if… Mr. Leonid is observing us by mistake?\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Helplessly watching the two bickering, Qi Mu thought, <\/span>So, you think that if Mr. Leonid wrote about you… It would only be by mistake…?<\/span><\/i><\/p>

The atmosphere backstage grew tense as the time for the performance approached.<\/span><\/p>

Although the college orchestra had performed in many theatres and concert halls in Paris, to perform in Philharmonie de Paris<\/span>\u2014\u2014<\/span><\/p>

This was the first time.<\/span><\/p>

Every one of them was nervous, some too nervous to even read the score.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

This was why a good concertmaster was so important. Qi Mu calmly comforted the members, telling some jokes to distract them.<\/span><\/p>

Even Helen, a girl famous for her timidity, raised her hand. With a smile, she asked, \u201cSeven, if… if Mr. Leonid really writes a review about us, can we go to your house for hot pot?\u201d<\/span><\/p>

As soon as her words fell, the backstage immediately boiled with murmurs.<\/span><\/p>

\u201cI want to eat <\/span>instant-boiled mutton<\/span><\/a>.\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

\u201cNo way, fresh tripe is better.\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

\u201cNo, no, no, Napa cabbage is the best.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

As time went on, they argued which was better; hot pot with clear broth or hot pot with spicy broth.<\/span><\/p>

Qi Mu: \u201c…\u201d<\/span><\/p>

He didn\u2019t agree to make hot pot!<\/span><\/p>

Timidly, Helen said, \u201cOh, Seven… I\u2019m just joking. It\u2019s fine if you… <\/span>cough.<\/span><\/i> If you can\u2019t. I\u2019m just saying…\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

Seeing her sad expression, Qi Mu finally decided to relent. \u201cActually, I have no problem making hot pot for everyone. It\u2019s just… my apartment is small, it can\u2019t accommodate so many people…\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Someone immediately shouted, \u201cI will volunteer my house, free of charge!\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Things had already reached that point, so Qi Mu could only smile and nod. \u201cWell, if Mr. Leonid really writes a review about us, then I will… Is authentic Sichuan hot pot okay?!\u201d<\/span><\/p>

\u201cOkay!!!\u201d<\/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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Ten minutes before the performance started, the backstage changed from fear of failure and embarrassment to the determination to eat spicy food and quarreling about which was best.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

As a bridge of communication among humans, food once again cleared the road for a harmonious society.<\/span><\/p>

As Qi Mu got ready for the performance backstage, Leonid sat in the audience. He read the repertoire carefully, then took out a pen. Intermittently, he wrote a note in his book.<\/span><\/p>

Although it was long past the age of electronics, Leonid was fond of using pens on white paper in his process\u2014\u2014But, it had nothing to do with an opinion that handwritten characters were more beautiful than typed. His handwriting was far from elegant. He always thought that the image of black ink spreading on white paper was a unique view…<\/span><\/p>

\u201cYour handwriting is as ugly as ever, Leonid.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Leonid: \u201c…\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Enraged, Leonid turned around and scolded through a whisper, \u201cHandwriting doesn\u2019t represent anything. Who dares to say my writing is…\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

Ugly<\/span><\/i>.<\/span><\/p>

He didn\u2019t say the last word. When Leonid saw the man who dared call his writing ugly, his eyes widened in surprise. Seeing the man\u2019s calm, profound eyes, he couldn\u2019t say a thing.<\/span><\/p>

Raising the sunglasses on his nose, his long, narrow, Phoenix eyes stared at Leonid. Shifting his eyes to the writing in his notebook, the man\u2019s brows furrowed. The orchestra\u2019s name was written on the first line.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

After seeing the name of the conductor and the concertmaster on the second line, he reached out for Leonid\u2019s pen. Crossing out the name Qi Mu, he wrote it with the fluidity of practice.<\/span><\/p>

Each of the strokes were like exquisite carvings from nature, gorgeous and polished. Even after the ink dried, they still appeared lustrous. In just a few graceful strokes, he outlined a few English letters\u2014\u2014<\/span><\/p>

Qi Mu.<\/span><\/i><\/p>

Farrell once said, \u201cAuston\u2019s writing is so beautiful! I\u2019ve never seen such beautiful writing. Oh no, Seven… Your German is not inferior to Auston.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Leonid was in no mood to appreciate how much better Auston\u2019s writing was than his. It was miles away from what he wrote. The writing was so out of place in his notebook full of graffiti-like scrawls.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

Slamming his notebook shut, Leonid whispered, \u201cAuston, what are you doing here? Didn\u2019t you have a recital last night? Isn\u2019t Bai Ai\u2019s tour going to start soon, too? You have enough free time to watch a college orchestra?\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Gently capping the pen, Min Chen replied, \u201c<\/span>A Chinese writer<\/span><\/a> once said time is like water in a sponge. As long as you\u2019re willing to squeeze it, <\/span>water will always come out<\/span><\/a>. I\u2019m not that busy, Leonid.\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

After a slight pause, he added, \u201cWrite the way I did. Practice will cure your <\/span>chicken scratch<\/span><\/a> handwriting.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Leonid: \u201c…\u201d<\/span><\/p>

What Chinese writer?! The only Huaxia sayings that he knew was\u2014\u2014<\/span><\/p>

There were no elephant\u2019s teeth in a dog\u2019s mouth<\/span><\/a>!!!<\/span><\/p>

Accustomed to the man\u2019s poisonous tongue, Leonid could only accept his reality. \u201cI\u2019m just habitually writing the repertoire, anyway. I don\u2019t need to practice writing the names of the musicians.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

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

The man\u2019s firm tone shocked Leonid. Min Chen went on, \u201cYou need to practice writing this name, because… You will have to write it more later.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Leonid: \u201c…Hah?\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Soon, the light dimmed. The performance was about to begin. Taking off his sunglasses, Min Chen revealed his handsome, indifferent face.<\/span><\/p>

Leonid didn\u2019t understand why he would write this name more in the future. Although he wrote a review on the excellent young man in the past, there were very few musicians he wrote about twice. The only exception so far was… Christole, the young violinist.<\/span><\/p>

Min Chen deliberately lowered his voice. \u201cLeonid, let\u2019s make a bet.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

An ominous premonition immediately rose to the forefront of his mind. \u201c…What? …Well, what\u2019s the bet?\u201d<\/span><\/p>

\u201cIf tonight\u2019s performance is beyond your expectation, then… You will write a review on them in \u300aWorld of Music\u300b.\u201d Pausing, Min Chen\u2019s eyes narrowed. He turned his attention to the students filing onto the stage. \u201cIf… You think their performance was lackluster, then, Leonid, I will write a short piano piece for you.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Leonid was completely shocked. \u201cWait, Auston… What\u2019s the expectation? What\u2019s the standard?\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Min Chen turned. Staring indifferently at the man, he said, \u201cThe standard… If you think they\u2019re excellent, write a review.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Testing the water, Leonid asked, \u201cSo… If I insist the performance isn\u2019t excellent, no matter how the orchestra actually performed, it\u2019s your loss? You\u2019re still going to write me a piece?\u201d<\/span><\/p>

\u201cYes.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

\u201c…I don\u2019t have a good education. You\u2019re not trying to fool me, are you?!\u201d<\/span><\/p>

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

\u201c…Auston, did you take your medicine when you went out today?\u201d<\/span><\/p>

\u201c…I don\u2019t have a fever.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

After confirming that the younger man really wouldn\u2019t take it back, Leonid wore an expression that said \u201cI sympathize with you.\u201d In his mind, he was laughing joyfully. Helplessly, he said, \u201cOkay, Auston, my dear friend. I hope you can give me your piece soon. I will listen to it ten times a day!\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Seeing Leonid looking as if he won the lottery, a smile flickered in Min Chen\u2019s dark eyes. He raised his eyebrows and said lightly, \u201cSure. I hope… You won\u2019t go back on your words.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Small bets are good for you. But big bets… Will hurt you<\/span>!<\/span><\/p>

Leonid, you\u2019ve already lost once. Do you… Have a short-term memory?!<\/span><\/p>

Under the stage, the applause grew more enthusiastic as time went on. When the applause turned thunderous, the man\u2019s Phoenix eyes grew warm. Just as he turned his gaze to the stage\u2014\u2014<\/span><\/p>

A young man walked out from the backstage.<\/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
Proofer(s): Ayn<\/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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Kuro:<\/strong><\/h4>

Leonid just made a big Ooof. Let\u2019s light a candle for him.<\/span><\/p>

Ayn:<\/strong><\/p>

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