Chapter 83：

The golden month of Vienna is really a season full of rich music. One after another, the world's top symphony orchestras, performed their own performances in this beautiful city.

When the Vienna Symphony Orchestra walked through Europe and returned to its own base camp, it was warmly welcomed by the residents of the city.

That night, the musical performance of the Vienna Symphony Orchestra was almost filled with more than 1,000 seats. Among the crowds, some are professionals in the classical music industry, some are musicians from other orchestras, and more are local residents of Vienna.

Among these cheering crowds, a handsome and beautiful young black-haired youth seems to have caused some people to pay attention, but when the performance is over, they want to look for this seemingly familiar and well-known youth. But unexpectedly discovered -

When the show is over, people will leave!

Under the dark and dark night, the audience in formal costumes smiled and left.

They talked about concerts from time to time, and occasionally talked about the famous audiences who attended today. For example, the chief singer of the Boston Symphony Orchestra, the deputy conductor of the Manhattan Symphony Orchestra, and of course... and the young black-haired youth who sat in the front row and smiled and applauded.

The name "戚暮", when it first entered the people's field of vision, seems to have been a thing many years ago. It’s too long, these musicians don’t remember much, but they know...

This young man, who is only 22 years old, has an outstanding violin level!

It’s a pity that I didn’t have the chance to talk to this good young man. You said... How did he go so fast tonight?

The last performance of the Vienna Symphony Orchestra was not held in the Golden | Hall, nor in any of the concert halls in the Friends of the Music Association building. Instead, they chose their own exclusive concert hall to host the most Vienna Symphony Orchestra. Style music evening.

When the audience in the frontcourt went on almost the same time, on a small street behind the small building, with the sound of a simple opening of the card, the warm discussion was on a quiet and empty street. It sounds.

"Hey, multi-dimensional, where are you going to play tomorrow?"

"Of course, I have a rest at home, Coase, you stupid!"

......

"Man Lier, let's go to the Vienna Mall in the city center tomorrow, my summer dress is calling me!"

"Helen, you stupid woman, what is summer dress? My autumn outfit is waiting for me in those beautiful windows!"

......

A group of men and women came out of the half-opened mahogany gate in groups of three, some of them carrying a violin case, some with a heavy cello, while laughing and walking, let this small wrapped in the night The street looks very lively.

These people are naturally members of the Vienna Symphony Orchestra.

Most of the members of the Vienna Symphony Orchestra like to leave the small door behind the concert hall after the performance. Although this is not a secret in the Vienna music industry, but no one knows it, so it is very good to be able to escape from some media.

When the two beautiful blondes laughed and walked out of the gate, after a long while, at the end of the crowd, a cool, handsome-looking brunette man stepped out of the door. His nose is a slightly hooked eagle hook nose, although it is very tall, but it seems a bit cloudy.

He is alone in the end, no one cares about him, it is like a deserted beast, step by step in the last. But this time, Luo Yusen did not go long, a pair of bright light shoes appeared in his vision.

He looked a little and looked up involuntarily. Luo Yusen has not yet opened his mouth, and his gaze is completely stunned at the moment he saw the coming person. His heart couldn't help but missed a beat. After a while, he coughed up and asked: "This friend, don't know who you are... who?" The temperature is very deceptive.

But in front of Luo Yusen, this handsome and exquisite young man smiled and bent his voice and said with excitement: "Is there... Are you Mr. Luo Yusen Luo of the Vienna Symphony Orchestra?"

The language of youth exports is actually Chinese!

This made Luo Yusen swear, and then replied in Chinese: "Yes, I am Luo Yusen, may I ask you..."

"Mr. Luo, hello. Before I heard my tutor talk about the Vienna Symphony Orchestra, I mentioned that you are the only Chinese in the orchestra! You can work in such a top symphony orchestra, you are very powerful. I admire you very much!"

The words of praise from the youth made Luo Xunsen feel a warmth in his heart. He couldn’t help but smile and said, "You are so too prized, I don’t know if your mentor is..."

"My mentor is Reed Akade."

The smile on Luo Yusen's face suddenly stagnated in the same place. He looked up and down with this handsome young man in amazement. He saw that the other person's face was pure and innocent, and it seemed that he was not polluted by the dark side of society.

Luo Yusen thought for a while, and the scorpion turned and said: "It turned out to be Master Akade! You are so powerful!" Although it was said in the mouth, but Luo Yusen thought: I put my teacher so easily. The name is revealed, I don't know if this guy is stupid or stupid.

After listening to Luo Yusen’s praise, but the young man with a beautiful face looked down a little shyly and whispered: “Actually... it’s not very powerful. Mr. Luo, I really think your performance is great, just now. At the concert, I noticed your piano sound, very..." The sound suddenly broke. Then the young man whispered: "It’s very beautiful. There are very few Chinese musicians in Europe. I can see you with me. I feel very honored. I don’t know..."

"I don't know Mr. Luo, can you give me a way to contact you, can I ask you for advice in the future?"

Luo Yusen, who has been left out for half a year by the members of the orchestra, has not been worshipped for so long, and it is not necessary to say that it is worship. There is no one who respects him. And... the people who continue to praise him today are actually the students of Reed Akade, who are so handsome and refined.

Luo Yusen reported his phone number to the young man without any doubt. After they walked a little longer and left the dark street, Luo Yusen suddenly realized that

I don’t even know what this person is calling!

"That... I don't know what it is now, what is your name?"

Under the faint moonlight, the youthful curved shape of the lips is slightly raised, which is as stunning as an elf. He opened his mouth with a smile, and the temperature was right, and he said: "My name is -"

"Hey."

When Luo Yusen happily lifted his head and left, what he didn't see was that the young man who had just wanted to be an idiot suddenly caught a smile and looked calmly at his back.

The deep gaze is not sad or happy, there is no ups and downs, it seems that it is just watching it casually.

For a long time, I only slightly smacked my lips, revealing a helpless smile, and sighed: "Your character is still so arrogant... Luo Yusen. Just exchanged contact information with a young man who knows each other and said After so long, it is said that you are too confident about yourself, or is it... too stupid?"

Looking at Luo Yusen's back gradually disappeared into the corner of the street, so I gently shook my head and turned to go in the opposite direction.

The reason why he personally came to find Luo Yusen was to figure out -

At the beginning, who stopped his way?

In fact, in the last closed eyes of the last life, when Luo Yusen said this, the first thing he thought of was the chief violinist Jasper of the Vienna Symphony Orchestra.

He himself was invited by Wei Ai as a deputy chief, but Jaschi did not...

This is definitely a big hit for Jasper.

However, all this is just his reverie, and there is no real evidence.

Therefore, even if Jasper is suspected of having 120,000 points in the heart, there is no way to be affirmed.

After a slight sigh, he looked up at the dark sky. I saw that there was a cloud that floated from the east at this time, obscuring the bleak moon.

He looked calmly at the dark, dull sky. For a long time, he lifted his foot again and walked toward the subway.

To quell the resentment that he has to forget in his heart, he must solve this problem.

This is a stumbling block on his way to music, and it is also an inevitable obstacle to his future peaceful life.

"Compared to Beethoven, in fact... I also like Mozart. 』

- I smiled helplessly, thinking in my heart.

Huaxia has always had an old saying called: 螳螂 螳螂, the oriole is behind.

The footsteps walked briskly toward the subway. On the quiet, unmanned street, the gentle footsteps stepped down on the steps and finally disappeared into the wind that the subway whizzed past.

In the streets of the late night, there is no one figure. Only the wind that has been slowly blowing blows up the rare leaves on the ground and plays the sound of snoring. In such a street, there are no traces of people, and only two or three cars parked on the side of the road.

There was silence in the window, and there seemed to be no one.

But... what no one thought of was that just ten minutes after the darkness was silent, a black Bentley parked at the mouth of the trail suddenly turned on the bright headlights, and the bright lights suddenly turned half. The streets are illuminated.

In the quiet car, a handsome and elegant man looks deep in front of the road - there is the direction of the subway.

Yesterday, when Daniel learned from the mouth of the Daniel, the Vienna Symphony Orchestra will perform the final concert of the European tour tonight, somehow... After the busy rehearsal tonight, he drove the car. Go to this place.

There is a hunch in his heart that is faint: Hey should be here.

For some things, I am too lazy to ask. But for some things, his patience is surprising.

He watched thousands of spectators leave from the front door of the concert hall, watching the street gradually become empty and empty, watching the members of the Vienna Symphony Orchestra laughing and leaving the concert hall, watching the youth ... stopped someone he knew.

Handsome