Chapter 82：

Master Lance’s phrase “sighing” made him squat in the same place, and he did not know how to answer it.

Professor Akade, who was on the side, said that he was frowning and said, "Lance, what are you talking about? How can there be a kind of suffocation in the music of Xiaoqi? I have not heard it, this is the momentum."

"Well," Lance smiled and shook his head and said, "Reed, you haven't been a thoughtful person since the beginning. I hope I got it wrong. But since you brought your most cherished students. Looking for me, I must feel that I am complementary to your violin and can give some pertinent opinions. So..."

"Now I want to tell you that my playing skills are not even as good as your students, but... over the years, my understanding of music has never been worse than you."

Seeing the serious and serious appearance of the old friend, Professor Akade immediately understood that he really wanted to guide him. So he said, "Yes, Lance, you are right. I also think that you have gone farther than me in the sentiment of music. But I really didn't feel the suffocation you said. and so……"

"Teacher, I think... I probably understand the meaning of Master Lance." The young, low-pitched voice interrupted Professor Akkad’s next words. He turned to look at it and saw that he was smiling and watching. Self, said: "Teacher, Master Lance can hear a lot of things that I have not found, I believe... he is right."

Lance smiled and nodded. "Yes. In fact, this kind of suffocation is not a bad thing. To be honest, if Beethoven was not so sad, so hateful of life, he would not force himself to write down so much." More classic music. Of course, everyone chooses a different style of music, I hope... Xiaoqi, you can become a musical **** like Mozart, not Beethoven."

Mozart's life was also violently displaced. From the fame of his youth to the later embarrassment, he even had to **** the watch for the cost of survival, and eventually there was no place for the bones to rest. However, his music rarely shows the negative emotions of human beings, and it is always a cheerful and cheerful tone.

Classical music is very inclusive. Whether you are gentle and delicate, or very high-spirited, even cynical, you can find your way in this world.

However, music is like a person. From the sound of a person's piano, you can hear what kind of person he is. Although Mr. Reims is superficially guiding the violin of the pipa, in fact, he wants to let the cockroaches throw away the gap between the heart and the mustard.

Master Lance believes that he may have experienced any unfair treatment before he has a stagnation in his heart. Therefore, he wants to let him see the opening point. Now that everything is getting better, forget about those unpleasant things.

However, Master Lance did not know that it really caused the inexplicable aggression in the music...

It is a revenge that is completely impossible to forget.

Although I knew that I couldn't really forget it, but Mr. Lance's words, I still listened to my heart. He doesn't want his music to always entangle the shadow of the scum, but to really throw it away, he can only say...

"There is a solution to this. 』

He thought of it in his heart, but he did not reveal a point on his appearance. He bowed respectfully to the gentle master and said: "Thank you for your guidance from Master Lance, I understand what you mean."

Looking at his serious look, Mr. Lance showed a smile. Although he did not understand what the young man had in his heart, he hoped that this lovely child would be happy.

Professor Akade is obviously not as thoughtful as his good friend Lance Master. Don't say anything from the sound of the piano that is buried deep in the heart of his students. He really doesn't feel any problem with the music style.

In fact, in this world, the person who can hear the slightest invisible aggression in the violin violin, I am afraid that only the world’s three major violin masters, Lance Trier, even the other two Reed Akade and Fale Louis are not aware of it.

After following the lunch with his instructor at the master of Lance, he did not stay a little longer and was taken to the piano room of Mr. Lance by the teacher. The famous name is that I don’t want to let the pipa’s music be unfamiliar. In fact, Professor Akkad seems to want to talk to the Lance master about some “unspeakable” things.

When the sunset was over, the night was coming, and then the cockroach was "enjoyed" from the piano room and put down his violin.

In an afternoon, Yan was looking for the sigh of relief that Master Lance said. He practiced the "E minor concerto" and "The Devil's Tremolo" for four or five hours, and finally found nowhere to show a bit of aggression.

In this regard, you can only sigh silently: "Lance master's understanding of the violin feelings ... I am afraid that no one in the world can compare!"

Since he couldn't find his own aggression, when he followed his own tutor and said the world-class master, he secretly decided that he must solve the problem quickly, and let the scum affect him.

Although I thought about it, I still didn’t plan to do anything. I only heard Professor Akade’s helpless voice ringing beside me: “Little Seven, teacher... may have to leave Vienna recently. For a while."

His sorrow stunned: "Teacher?"

Under the quiet and beautiful night of Vienna, the beautiful young man of Qingjun is carrying a delicate dark green violin case and walking on the quiet street. Under the bleak moonlight, he narrowed his eyes in amazement, and seemed to not understand much... what he had just heard.

Professor Akade sighed softly and said: "There is something in my hometown. The teacher must go back first. Xiaoqi, you can stay in Vienna and continue to study. Is it ok?"

Listening to this, I slowly returned to God. He gently decapitated and said: "Good teacher, I will study hard, you don't have to worry."

Professor Akad nodded. After a long while, he said: "But Xiaoqi, you don't have to worry, the teacher's friends in Vienna are still quite a lot. If there is anything I can't come back, you can ask them for help. ""

Hearing the words, there was a hint of warmth in his heart. He smiled and bowed and said, "Good teacher, I know."

"But now think about it, it seems that those guys seem to go out for a performance?" Professor Akade frowned and thought for a moment, suddenly said: "Oh, the Vienna Symphony Orchestra seems to be performing in a few days. Evra guy should be back. Here is his base camp! Xiaoqiah, if you have anything, you can go directly to Evra, the chief conductor of the Vienna Symphony Orchestra. The old man has a bad temper, but to me. Students should still be more cared for."

Suddenly I heard this familiar name, and the steps under my feet stopped. He took a moment, and soon after Professor Akade discovered it, he quickly followed up and smiled and said: "Yes, teacher, you are relieved, I will take care of myself."

Professor Akkad did not find any abnormality. He nodded and said: "Evra gave me two tickets in the front row a few days ago. Unfortunately, I can't accompany you. If you have anybody who knows, Xiaoqi, I will give another ticket to others."

He smiled and took the invitation to the concert in Professor Akkad’s hand. He frowned frowning and smiled. “Teacher... Where do I have any familiar people here? Oh, right, it seems to be cherished. It seems that I have been in Vienna recently. I heard that they are rehearsing for the concert next week. Then I am not..."

"Little Seven!"

He smiled aloud and said, "Yes, yes, teacher, I will not give the ticket to you."

After listening to this, Professor Akade nodded with satisfaction. He continued to play his best knives and knives. He kept saying no, no even a "no" word. Export.

On the brick-red streets, only a few people walked in the rich night. The place where Master Lance lived was very close to the hotel where he lived. After only ten minutes, he returned to the hotel and gently placed his box on the table.

After confirming that there is only one person in the room, the smile on the lips gradually gathers. He tightened his fingers, stood in front of a huge, clean floor-to-ceiling glass window, silently looking southwest where it was the seat of the Vienna Symphony Orchestra headquarters.

He never imagined that he had just made up his mind to solve the problems of his life. Akad teacher sent this invitation to his hand. Everything is as if it is destined to be in the midst of it, as if there is a big hand called destiny, which is silently controlled, so that he has to face it -

The fact that I want to forget!

At this moment, a plane that had just flown from Geneva to Vienna International Airport landed slowly and slid a few minutes on the airport runway, sending a group of exhausted passengers.

The Vienna Symphony Orchestra's performances during the quarter were very tight, and unlike the Berlin Philharmonic Orchestra, they liked spending a lot of time rehearsing before each performance. I just returned to Vienna today, and the day after tomorrow, they will need another performance.

It can only be said that the style of the conductor is different, and the style of the orchestra is also very different.

At the airport, the members of the orchestra walked together in groups of three or five. Only the black-haired Chinese man who walked alone at the end looked very awkward and dissonant.

Luo Yusen’s handsome face gradually became thin and thin in the past few months, but it seemed to be a bit harsh, but he did not know how to look at others with his straight eyes, so that the members of the orchestra who had something to do with him would not Happy to approach him.

In fact, before the performance in Geneva a few days ago, Mr. Evra had already said that he would choose a deputy chief for the orchestra for a short period of three months and a long period of six months. For this position, Luo Yusen has been lingering for a long time, this opportunity...

He will never let go!

But now Luo Yusen does not know that when he is determined to get the deputy chief's seat, in a place separated by half a city, a young man is sneering and waiting for a chance to reunite with him.

"The day after tomorrow..."

"Luo Yusen, it’s been a long time since I saw it."

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