MTL - King of Classical Music-Chapter 13

When Wu Lao shouted the "bravo", he noticed him.

In addition to some rich people who can sit in the second floor box, more are professional professionals in the industry, and Wu Lao is one of the best. Wu Lao, named Wu Shengtao, is an honorary professor at the S. City Conservatory of Music. The old man has made many first symphonies in his life, and several of his masterpieces are well-known overseas.

Such a highly respected old man suddenly stood in front of himself, even if he was a little surprised. Tan Zhenghui yelled at him and politely said hello to the two elderly people, and he stood on the side without saying anything.

"Old Wu, we seem to have disappeared for a long time." Tan Lao called after he came over, as if he had forgotten him, he never mentioned him again, but now he seems to have just thought of it, to Wu The old said: "You haven't seen Xiaoqi for a long time?"

Wu Shengtao actually saw the embarrassment when he first entered the background, but he kept looking at him quietly. Now, he looked up and down, and he had no special expression on his face. He said in a soft tone: "Well, it has been gone for a long time."

It’s also a shame when you see it.

He naturally knows why Wu Lao is this temper to him.

Wu Shengtao became famous in his youth. Where did he meet such a rebellious child who dared to blame him? When the original main violin was sold, Wu Lao, the predecessor of the predecessor, was the most powerful one. During that time, Wu Lao was stunned by the original owner for a long time, and even the irony of face-to-face was quite a lot.

If there were too many people who had been offended in the s city in the same year, he would not have left the city of the far-reaching relationship network and moved to the city.

I thought a little, then said respectfully: "Wu old, long time no see, is your body still okay?" The tone is not humble, the voice is calm and courteous.

Wu Shengtao gently "hmm", no more answers. When I saw it, I had to find a few words to talk about myself. When he felt that he was boring and wanted to leave, he expected Wu’s sudden snoring and then said: “I have a few old friends with Lao Tan at night. Let's get together... Hey, come on."

Suddenly the step that had just been lifted suddenly, and he looked up at Wu Lao with amazement. I saw that the old man who has never been ridiculous is still so cold, but the snow frost in his eyes has melted a lot. He sighed: "I saw you in your performance today, and walked with your current steps, 'Itis' ... morning and evening will be yours. But hey, if you still want to sell her, I will not let you get the old bones."

He solemnly agreed.

However, how long, under the help of a young man, Wu Laoxian left the background. The eyes of the old man screamed away and suddenly heard a sigh in his ear: "I see your mother as a biological daughter, Lao Wu... but treat your father as a biological son. His son died early, and there is no future generation to end. You really made him sad."

Hearing the words, he immediately turned to look at Tan Lao. I saw that under the dazzling lights of the stage, Tan’s black hair had a few white hairs, reflecting the burning silver, which made his eyes hurt.

"If you still don't grow up like that, Lao Wu is not long in this life. I am afraid I will enter the coffin with regrets."

Listening to this kind of heart-wrenching words, my heart hurts. But he understands that in the memory of the original Lord, he did not care about these old people, or that the original Lord’s impression of Wu Lao was only that one that blocked him from selling his piano. The original owner wanted to return to the apex, but he did not want to be involved with these old people.

He slowly lowered his throat, and the long eyelashes had a faint shadow on his eyes. He whispered, "I know, Tan Lao."

Listening to what he said, Tan Zhenghui turned to look at him and said: "You performed well today and you can get the praise of Lao Wu. You can basically be alone in China. You didn't want to go to Munich a few days ago. What happened?"

I didn’t expect Tan Laohui to suddenly throw this question at this time. He took a brief look and said: "Tan Lao, my age has not yet reached that level, and... I have a lot of room for growth in China. ""

Tan Laoyi didn't intend to hear the real answer from his mouth. He didn't ask more about it. He just said a few words, "Remember to come to dinner at night," and then left and left. The members of the band and the orchestra celebrated the success of the first performance.

When I went to the dinner of the so-called "several old friends gathering" in the evening, I looked at the smiling seniors and realized how the eyelids that had been jumping since the beginning of the morning were all going on. .

"Small seven, how can you not respect the wine? Do you want me to teach you not?" As the conductor of the orchestra, Tan Zhenghui stood up like an elder to guide and began to prepare toast.

On the other side, a smiling woman smiled and covered her lips and said: "Small seven has not seen us for a long time, very happy. The wine is not needed, but it is with us to talk about today's Dvorak. A transition of the second movement of "The Sixth" is well handled."

Another reassuring middle-aged man put a cup in his hand and looked at the lady and said, "Cheng Tingwen, how do you like a woman's family like Dvorak? Mendelssohn is not the preference of your woman's family. Xiaoqi, you told me, how do you think Du Sheng’s "e minor"?"

When the words came to the ground, the other person on the table was not happy first: "Hey, Zhu Guang, look at people before you talk, I am still here, do you let Xiaoqi evaluate me?" It is the b city symphony orchestra. Du Sheng, the chief violinist, smiled and angered: "Is it yours that the city symphony orchestra wants to come to the game?"

......

As I said before, I have experienced all kinds of human feelings since I was a child, and I understand that his family wants to survive in the European classical music world. He must be sleek and know how to make progress.

But this does not mean that he can face such a large group of old fritters!

As soon as I passed by, I only felt that I had been pumped out for half a life, and I realized it deeply -

What is Huaxia's wine table culture!

When the plane was ready to rush to the city on the third day for performances, he rushed to the airport without going back to the airport, for fear of meeting the predecessors of the so-called "occupation".

In just three days, the predecessors simply used life to examine him.

The predecessors with good temper and means of euphemism will use the excuse of exchange guidance as an excuse to test his current level and see if he is really "returning evil and correcting"; and the temperament, straightforward and rude seniors even pulled straight. Hey, first look at whether he really changed or pretended, and finally left him with one or two ambitious goals, such as...

"Oh, little seven, when will you be on the stage in Vienna, your uncle, I will send you a truck of flowers to congratulate." This is the chief violinist Zhu Guang of the S City Symphony Orchestra. The ground licked a white tooth, and I didn’t know that it would take a year or two. He was responsible for this sentence.

I fled the wolf's nest in the city of S, and I was finally relieved. He walked off the plane and stepped on the land of the city of H, and suddenly felt the warmth of his loved ones: no terrible predecessors, everything is good! Even the air is so fresh!

but……

Xiaoqiah, is it really so simple?

The shadows of the predecessors can be spread all over the country, and the great mountains and rivers that have traveled all over the motherland!

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Berlin at this time is a sunny afternoon.

The Mediterranean climate has kept the air in the late autumn still humid, the temperature is slightly cooled, and there is no chill in the summer. When the members of the Berlin Philharmonic Orchestra returned to Berlin by plane from Singapore, they were all excited and not tired. .

Some of them carry the violin case, and some of them are walking empty, and they look like a beautiful landscape from afar.

Someone once said that every time the Olympics and the World Championships, the athletes who watched Germany were a beautiful appreciation. The man is blond and handsome, handsome and handsome. The woman is beautiful and cold, and the temperament is outstanding. Even if she is old, she has a unique gentlemanly manner, which makes people feel happy.

So when they walked together at the Berlin airport, many tourists cast their eyes on this large number of teams. Some people who recognized their identity were also happy to ask for signatures.

At the end of everyone, a tall, beautiful brunette man walked alone.

He put his hands in the pockets of the windbreaker, his steps were too slow, so he walked leisurely in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows. His expression was calm and calm, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

But for a moment, a blond man dragging two big suitcases ran over breathlessly, and said with a sigh of relief: "Hey, what about your assistant? How did the woman of Mary disappear?" I went to pick up my luggage, I didn’t see her!"

Looking up at Daniel, he said, "You go too fast, she is chasing after you."

"..."

Daniel dragged the two 32-bit suitcases and was already tired of becoming a dog. All of a sudden let him know that it was because he was too fast to lead the assistant to catch up with him, and when he dragged the suitcase, it was I want to see God.

After the people got on their own cars, the cold-faced man leaned against the soft back of the back seat of the car and closed his eyes.

When the car started to start slowly, Daniel, sitting in the passenger seat, turned his tablet and said, "Hey, after the performance of tomorrow night, we are going to the city of B. the afternoon after tomorrow. Will this happen?" Too much to catch up? Although the members are in good shape, we have already performed six shows in just three weeks."

Hearing his words, Qilian’s eyes are too lazy to lift, and the thin lips are lightly open: “You can ask them, do you want to end the holiday together or want to rest now?”

"Let's have a holiday together!" Mary, who drove in the driver's seat, immediately replied loudly.

Daniel said eccentrically: "This... it's hard to say, I think the holiday is also important, and rest is important, hehe."

Listening to Daniel’s hesitation, he opened the phoenix with a sigh of relief. He looked at Daniel from a deep gaze and suddenly asked, “Would you rest first, and wait for us to work overtime when we are on vacation?”

"I want a holiday!!!"

I can't help but lick the thin lips and hide the smile.

In the front seat, the golden hair agent had already turned around and whispered: "What are you going to do in the city? Why haven't you been there, how suddenly you want to go back to China."

The small sound still caused a little echo in the quiet car. Listening to Daniel’s words, the faint smile on his lips slowly disappeared. For a long time, he sighed softly and turned to look at the ever-changing scenery outside the window.

When a person is tired, they always want to go home and want to find a dependency.

Even if it is not growing up there...

Huaxia, after all, is his home.