Grey clouds floated slowly from the southern sky, and soon shrouded over Vienna, brewing a warm spring rain. After a while, the lingering drizzle fell from the distant sky, and pedestrians on the street took a few steps to find a place to hide from the rain.
The huge Vienna is bathed in such a vibrant spring rain, and Taad Prison, located in the far north of the city, is no exception. It happened to be raining in the morning when the wind was released, and the prisoners went back to the house one after another cursing.
A dark-haired man with a dark-faced face walked the slowest. He looked back at the free air behind him a little bit reluctantly. Before he took another look, he was pushed hard by the tall man standing behind him. : "What are you looking at? Let's go!"
Luo Yusen gritted his teeth tightly and continued to move forward.
Luo Yusen and Zayev are held in different prisons. The former was sent directly to this Taad prison for committing intentional homicide.
Austria, like other European countries, is a country that is more tolerant to criminals. There will never be a death penalty here, and there are even many rules in prison, at least it will not let you be bullied, and you can even live a better life.
——Luo Yusen before coming to Taad also thought so.
Until... he really entered this prison.
The rules are made by people. This prison is all four-person rooms. There are obviously many vacant cells, but the prison guards arranged him in a room full of people. Luo Yusen had just been pushed in that afternoon and was almost smoked out by the smell of the room.
It stands to reason that in such a prison, there should be no saying that the sanitary conditions are poor, but this is also intolerable as there is a big man in the prison who exudes a "beautiful" body odor. Go to the prison guard to respond and request the transfer of the room? Luo Yusen tried it, but before he could get out of the cell, the big man walked over with a sneer: "Doesn't I smell bad?"
Luo Yusen consciously denied.
The result is still a violent beating by avoiding surveillance cameras.
Although the rules are made by people, the rules are also monitored by people.
Luo Yusen always thought that just because he was not discovered by the prison guards, those people dared to bully him so boldly. Until one day in the cafeteria, a small, dignified old man walked up to him with a smile and asked: "I heard...you are a musician?"
At this time, Luo Yusen had already been tortured by the people in this prison. All the people in it were murderers, and the cleanest in his hands might belong to him. So he nodded repeatedly, and honestly explained his identity.
A gleam of light flashed in the little old man's eyes, and he chuckled twice: "Don't look at me like this. When I was not in Ta'ad more than 20 years ago, I often went to listen to Wei Ai. I've heard many concerts in the Uyghur Autonomous Region."
Luo Yusen's gentle tone made Luo Yusen relax: "Do you also like music?"
The little old man nodded happily, "Yes, I like music very much. Ask us in this prison, who doesn't like music?"
There was a roar of laughter in the cafeteria, Luo Yusen's scalp was numb, and his stomach felt a little uncomfortable. He stopped talking and continued to lower his head to eat, only to see the little old man picking up his fork, as if to himself: "By the way, how did you pull the violin? That's it..."
"Ah ah ah ah ah..."
Before the opponent's fork fell, Luo Yusen opened his eyes in horror and quickly pulled out his hand. But where is the little old man in his movements fast, no matter how fast he escapes, the back of Luo Yusen's hands has been scraped off, dripping with blood!
This plastic fork is in the hands of this old man, it is more terrible than a dagger! ! !
There was a sound of disgust in the cafeteria, and the prison guards shouted "What is the noise?" His eyes swept from Luo Yusen's direction, as if he hadn't seen the flesh and blood hand at all.
The little old man regretfully licked the blood on the plastic fork, and sighed: "Oh, why didn't you chop off your right hand? Just you...I am ashamed to say that he is a musician?"
All criminals in the world are the most disdainful of two kinds of congeners, the first is the rapist, and the second is the abduction|trafficking.
But in the Taad Prison in Vienna, there is still one of the most disgusting criminals among all prisoners-Luo Yusen who looks gloomy and indifferent, but dares to desecrate great music!
This is the most evil prison in Vienna. All the prisoners are criminals who have been imprisoned for more than 20 years. This is the nightmare of Luo Yusen's life. Half a year of prison life has allowed this man to hold his injured right hand and survive the disgusting eyes of prison guards.
You have to be prepared for punishment if you do anything disgusting and dirty!
You will not find any place more hell than Taad, because...the people here are all Viennese people who love music!
No matter what they were imprisoned in this prison, the Viennese love of music will never change!
The justice of justice can make an exception and get angry in court. Then in Ta'ad prison, all guards and prisoners can also hate this villain who desecrates music!
What's more... there is a man pushing behind.
Luo Yusen gritted his teeth and tremblingly returned to his cell. Waiting for him... there is still more than seventy years of prison life.
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When Qi Mu came out of the subway station, it was already raining in the sky. He quickly trot and left the subway entrance. Fortunately, the Friends of Music Association building was very close to the subway entrance. He quickly reached Wei Ai's downstairs, but his hair was slightly damp.
Since the end of the tour, all members of Wei Ai have been given a week-long vacation, but Qi Mu, who has just become the chief, has no way to relax.
He came to Wei Ai headquarters this morning to discuss with Mr. Dorenza about the next performance. After all, in addition to the global tour at the end of the year, Wei Ai will often accept invitations to perform some additional performances.
When Mr. Dorensa saw Qi Mu, he immediately said in surprise: "God, Xiao Qi, why are you so wet? The rain outside has already started to fall, so hurry up when you leave. I'll take an umbrella and go!" While talking, Mr. Dorensa handed Qi Mu the dry towel he had placed in the lounge.
"Thank you, Mr. Dorenza."
After Qi Mu wiped off his slightly damp hair, the two soon began discussing the plans for Wei Ai in the coming months. Generally speaking, the general direction of development has been determined by the orchestra members' meeting. What they need to discuss is the details of the performance, such as which members are required to be on stage for a certain performance, and how the order of performance is more appropriate.
About the afternoon of the discussion, Mr. Dolensa smiled and said: "You have entered the role very quickly, Xiao Qi, I believe that if you continue in your current state, our Wei Ai will also make rapid progress."
Qi Mu packed up the folders he had prepared. After listening to Mr. Dorensa's words, he smiled and said: "Mr. Anthony has explained some of these with me before. I have also read Wei Ai's performance materials over the years. All preparations It's more."
"But I think you are well prepared."
Qi Mu smiled, no longer humble.
Mr. Dorenza looked up at the wall clock on the wall, and then said: "Oh, Xiaoqi, it's beautiful tea time again. Would you like to enjoy a good afternoon tea with me?"
Qi Mu readily agreed, and the two went to the coffee shop of the Friends of Music Association building. Qi Mu stirred the brown coffee with a small spoon, and the light coffee aroma diffused from the cup, rendering a warm and leisurely atmosphere.
"By the way, Xiaoqi, have you already sent the concert record from the night before to Reid?"
"Well, I sent it out yesterday morning." After a pause, Qi Mu asked in amazement: "What I sent out was a record that Mr. Anthony asked the staff specially for. How did you know about this, Duolun Mr. Sa?"
The mild-tempered old man spread out his hands helplessly, and said with a smile: "This morning Reid secretly called me. At the beginning, he criticized my command for not making any progress for many years. Although the overall performance was good, it lacked bold innovation, so As a result, the entire concert did not achieve unprecedented results."
Qi Mu: "..."
It was unprecedented... even the teacher at the concert the night before could pick up? How harsh this is!
Mr. Dorenza turned his words: "I'm wondering, although Reid has always been a venomous tongue, when did the demands become so high? Who knows that he will next say:'Your concert performance is average, but encore The performance was good, oh yes, who played that violin? The sound is good.'"
Qi Mu couldn't help but laughed out loud.
I saw Mr. Dolensa say dumbfounded: "The whole world knows that you played the Encore the night before, and that guy Reid wants to play stupid with me. After talking so much, I just want to praise myself. A student of. Well... Xiao Qi, your teacher is really getting younger and younger."
To say that you are young is actually childish!
Qi Mu said helplessly: "Sorry, Mr. Dorensa, the teacher is so...young, forgive me."
"Haha, of course I know that Reid is such a temper, otherwise he would be called a'music geek' by everyone?"
The two laughed for a while, and Mr. Dorenza said with emotion: "In fact, I made up my mind to make you the chief, mainly because of the recommendation of Reed and Auston. You are a student of Reed, and I can understand his thoughts. I want to recommend your mood. And Auston has always had a good vision. His recommendation made me believe that you are very powerful, because he has no special relationship with you and will not favoritism."
Qi Mu smiled and said nothing: So that guy really doesn't play favoritism...
"Alston recommended to me a person...oh yes, that kid I told you about last year."
Qi Mu was taken aback for a moment and asked, "You said... the violinist who has passed away?"
"Yes." With a soft sigh, Mr. Dolensa's Junya's face showed a sad look, "Fortunately, I have already avenged him, otherwise I really can't help him, I want to give that talented person. The young man had an opportunity, but he didn't expect...to lose his precious life."
The light-colored eyes widened suddenly, and Qi Mu stared at the sad-faced Mr. Dorenza. He squeezed his fingers slightly, and after a while, he asked in a trembling voice, "You said... who did Min Chen recommend to you?"
Mr. Dorenza sighed and said: "That was the year before. I was looking for an excellent violinist and orchestra to perform a unique "Blue Danube". It happened that Auston was in Vienna, After knowing my thoughts, he recommended me an excellent violinist."
After a pause, Mr. Dorenza looked at Qi Mu: "You may