Chapter 77：

Vienna, these three words seem to be the symbol of classical music.

Numerous music masters have spent their wonderful and brilliant music career in this elegant and warm city. In the parks and squares of the city, you can see the statues of musicians such as Mozart, Beethoven and Brahms. Even some streets and churches are named after their names.

Vienna, the sacred place of every classical musician, came here to listen to a concert and watch a musical, which seems to be the happiest thing in their lives.

When he followed Professor Akade to Vienna, it was mid-May.

Spring is already thick, and all kinds of flowers are vying for beauty. Walking on such a quiet and quiet street, you can smell the fragrant flowers and listen to melodious music at any time. It is really refreshing.

As soon as Professor Arkad arrived in Vienna, he found a coffee shop called Sachar, and he did not wait for the suitcase to be placed. The music master said directly: "Come to a Sacher." Cake and a latte. Oh little seven, do you want a Sacher cake too?"

He smiled and waved his hand and said: "No teacher, I will come to a Mocha."

Professor Akade smiled and waited until the uniformed waiter left, and he said mysteriously: "Small seven, although you have been to Vienna since you were a child, but... it has been a lot of years ago. This time you have to take a good look, Vienna has been changing all these years."

Laughing at the dagger: "Yes, teacher."

"For example, the Sacher cake is the national treasure of Austria. Why don't you come here?"

In the end, I still want him to taste the Sahe cake that is known as the top ten cakes in the world. I can't help but say, "Teacher... Would you like me to come again?"

After seeing that I really ordered another cake, Professor Akade was satisfied. But how long, two small cakes were on the table, placed in a delicate sheet metal small porcelain plate, which looks delicate and lovely.

After just taking a sip, I didn’t move the dessert again.

He turned his head and looked out the window, only to see the light blue brick road, a few cute children are chasing each other. And next to them, stood a white marble statue, the character stared at the front, holding a thick sheet of music in his hand.

Looking at such a familiar and unfamiliar scene, I only feel like a world.

Everything is so familiar, even the scent in the air is the most familiar taste. The sun is still as bright as ever, and pedestrians on the street, road signs, and even the sachar cafe have not changed.

The only change...

I am afraid he is only himself.

Looking at the bright and glaring sunlight outside the window, he gradually picked up the scorpion. Ten years ago, he came alone to this place, and his dreams were full, and he died. And now -

He is back again.

"Hey Xiaoqi, don't you want to eat? Can't be wasted!" Professor Akade looked at the cake on the plate and only sipped a bite, rubbing his eyes: "The cake is so delicious, you can't just Eat this a little."

I immediately smiled and pushed my plate over: "If the teacher doesn't dislike me, can you share it with me?"

Professor Akade immediately took the plate over and said, "Do not mind" and "don't mind".

When Professor Akade thought that he was very thoughtful and led the visit to Schönbrunn Palace, Belfort Palace, Stephen's Cathedral... After two, they finally ended their first day of travel and came to the hotel.

Just put down the box and luggage in the hand, I can't wait to open the hotel's thick curtains.

In an instant, Vienna's golden beautiful night suddenly broke into his eyes. The street lights of every street are in the position where it should be. The light of every building is still distributed in the original place, and there is no difference in his memory. difference!

Looking at this scene with amazement, after a whole day, he finally realized it completely -

I am really coming back. Come.

......

Since I am back? What do you have to do?

I didn't ask Professor Akade the next day. What are their recent trips? If there is nothing, he wants to go back to his original rented house.

When he knew that he was waiting for the opening, he just knocked on Professor Akade’s door and saw Professor Akkad, who was ready to go out. I saw this little gray-haired old man wearing a very simple t-shirt today, coupled with an ordinary coat, looks like the most unusual neighbor of the old man.

When I saw you, Professor Akad took a glimpse and then smiled and said: "Small seven, it’s very early. Come on, take your violin, let's go."

Hey: "...go?"

Professor Akade nodded and looked like this: "Don't we have to leave, but still stay in the hotel? Xiaoqi, young people can't waste time, bring your violin, let's go together. Let's go!"

"..."

After returning to the room and taking his own violin, he thought that Professor Akade was trying to bring himself to visit a master.

Many famous musicians, after becoming famous, in addition to prefer to settle in their hometown, some will come to Vienna to integrate with the city. Therefore, there are quite a few musicians living in Vienna.

However, when Professor Akade walked down the subway and walked to a place he was very familiar with, somehow the eyelids jumped, and there was a bad premonition in his heart.

When Professor Akade took him to stop in front of the statue of the prince in the Heroes Square, he couldn't help but swallow his mouth, and finally managed to hold back the thought of turning around.

I saw Professor Akade open a white tooth with a smile, saying: "Small seven, start playing."

戚暮: "..."

After a while, the beautiful young man barely kept the smile on his face and asked, "Teacher, what is... start playing?"

Professor Akade naturally said: "Of course, you are playing here directly. Xiaoqi, although the teacher knows that you are from a more humble Chinese, but you have to open some! Let the residents of Vienna also listen to you. The sound of the piano, like the street musicians we saw yesterday, boldly release your piano!"

The thoughts in my mind turned out to be real. I shook my head helplessly, and put my box on the side of the stairs and began to prepare.

Professor Akade agreed to see him so quickly, but he was surprised. He whispered: "...accepted it so quickly? Xiaoqi is quite open, I thought I would advise it for a while..."

In fact, Professor Akade did not know that although he did not perform street performances in Vienna, at the Munich Academy, whenever he stopped his class on Saturday, he would run to the busiest square in the city center. Play your own violin.

Performing in such a public occasion is a test of the player's psychology and can increase their ability to courage and adapt. There is no outstanding audio equipment here, and there is no magnificent stage. Some are just ordinary passers-by, giving you applause from the heart.

Of course, for the embarrassing people at the time... It is also very good to be able to make a little extra money by the way.

Professor Akade is worried that his lovely students can adapt to such an environment very quickly. After all, he grew up as a music child prodigy, like a flower in a greenhouse. But what surprised Akad was that he was still worried, there... 戚暮 is ready!

The exquisite youth smiled and looked at his teacher and asked: "Teacher, what kind of track do you hope I will perform?"

Professor Akkad sneaked and asked subconsciously: "Is everything ready? The rosin has also been wiped out? The pitch has also been adjusted?"

I can't help but say, "Teacher, the most basic things you said, I have all been ready."

The students are so promising and exceed their expectations. Professor Akade is somewhat unaccustomed. He coughed twice and said, "Oh, then you play three songs today. I won't give you support or pressure next to you today, only you play alone. Three songs The specific track is whatever you choose, but remember... The difficulty of the first one can be amateur, but the last one, I hope, can reach the level where you can play and play."

For the last request of Professor Akade, he was a little embarrassed, but after a while he smiled and nodded, quite confident: "Good teacher, I know."

Professor Akkad sneaked away after a few more sentences. At this moment, there is only one lonely cockroach underneath the white statue, and the empty box.

In fact, when the box was placed on the steps, some tourists and passers-by had already looked at him unconsciously. in

There are many musicians who perform improvisation on the streets of Vienna, some of which are professional, but more of them are amateurs. For such things, they have long been used to it, and it is not unusual.

But... When the protagonist of the event was a handsome and beautiful Asian youth, they still couldn’t help but look at them more. And when he officially put the exquisite and beautiful imitation of the lyrics on his shoulders, four or five people gathered around and waited for the performance of this lovely youth.

In the crowd