After the end of a passionate encore "Carmen Fantasia", with the thunderous applause of the audience, Wei Ai's last tour of this year finally came to an end.
The concert was over. The audience under the stage left the venue in an orderly manner, while recalling the majestic and enthusiastic performance just now, while the media reporters standing on the second floor rushed and started to go to Wei Ai The lecture hall rushed.
Generally speaking, for these world's top large orchestras, an interview will be held after their concert. Usually, the conductor, chief, and music director of the orchestra, plus a few more important musicians at most, will answer the questions of reporters.
In such interviews, reporters usually ask questions about music arrangement and personnel selection in order to write manuscripts. But today, just watching these reporters run faster than one, I want to know... Today is definitely not a moderate and ordinary interview.
All of them have only one goal-the chief of Wei Ai, Qi Mu!
But to the disappointment of these reporters, when they ran to the lecture hall sweating and panting, and finally managed to grab the best shooting position, everyone waited for half an hour, but they didn't even wait for their death. what!
What the hell! The chief who agreed to follow the conductor? ! How come you directly become Wei Ai's agent Tuckerman!
Sitting on a high chair, Mr. Tuckerman, the brown-haired band manager, smiled and removed the sign with the name "Qi Mu" in front of him, and said: "Today, Qi Mu is a little unwell. , So it's up to me to answer the questions on his behalf. If you have any questions, you can raise your hands, and I'll ask them by name."
Reporters: "............"
Who lie to you! ! ! ! Just now Xiao Qi was performing so vigorously, but now she is suddenly in poor health? ! ! !
As if he had noticed the murderous eyes of the reporters like laser rays, Mr. Tuckerman easily resisted it with his face as thick as a city wall, and then frankly and sincerely explained: "Oh, the weather in December is really weird. Why did Xiao Qi catch a cold after a gust of wind? I just sneezed several times in a row!"
Reporters: ".................."
Your excuse is so, yes, okay, credible, and reliable! It is more convincing to say that you accidentally twist your ankle when you step down. ! !
All in all, no matter what, the reporters present have thought about "Qi Mu avoids his own problems" and "Qi Mu used extremely high means to perfuse the past on this issue", but they never thought of it. This party simply stopped playing!
Still thinking about an interview? You can't take a picture! As for the year-end bonus? It is good enough not to be scolded by the editor-in-chief!
In the lecture hall on the second floor of the Friends of Music Association building, dozens of reporters were crying and crying, just writing "Little Qi, we want to see Xiao Qi" directly on their faces. So... where is Xiao Qi, the person involved?
Spacious and bright gold|In the backstage of the hall, a deep red hard solid wood door was gently pushed open, making a crisp sound. At this time, the people of Wei Ai who were laughing and joking in the backstage looked at it, and saw a slender and thin hand sticking out of the door, and the incoming person took a light step, and soon appeared in everyone's field of vision.
Wei Ai everyone: "!!!"
Bright and smooth leather shoes were wiped spotlessly by its owner. Wearing a long black trench coat, Min Chen had already removed all the disguise just now, revealing a cold and easy face.
Min Chen and Master Dolensa have been friends for many years, and the two often go to each other's orchestra to communicate and learn from each other. Therefore, the members of Wei Ai are very familiar with Min Chen. But being familiar with... doesn't mean that the members of Wei Ai at this moment will be able to watch a certain Big Bad Wolf Hall and Emperor Land take away their rabbit Xiao Qi!
Bai Ai has also performed several times in the Golden | Hall, so Min Chen is very clear about the architecture here. He opened the door and saw a few familiar Wei Ai members at a glance. Then Min Chen didn't think much about it, and after nodding and saying hello to them, he stepped up to the room on the left, ready to go. Looking for young people from home.
But what surprised Min Chen was that as soon as he took a step, a young and delicate male musician stood in front of him.
A trace of dazedness flashed through the deep and dark eyes. Min Chenjun narrowed his eyebrows and asked in a low voice, "Is there something wrong?"
Richard of Wei Ai's violin group stood tremblingly in front of Min Chen, and finally got upset and tried to scold the other party for "why suddenly appeared here and what are the intentions", but at the moment he raised his head When Lizhang saw the man's cold and indifferent gaze, he shuddered all over and took a half step back subconsciously.
Richard: "qaq"
Min Chen: "?"
Wei Ai everyone: "!!!"
Come on, Richard! The captain of the said "Guardian Xiaoqi Team"!
After swallowing his saliva hard and calming his mind, the brown-haired Irish violinist trembled and whispered tremblingly: "Pat...Mr. Bertram, who are you looking for? Here... This is the post of Wei Ai...Backstage, ordinary people...people can't come in casually."
The voice was too small, as if stuck in his throat, so that Min Chen didn't hear it clearly. The handsome and narrow eyebrows frowned, and Min Chen leaned over slightly and asked in a calm tone, "Excuse me, what did you just say?"
The sound was like the coldest ice and snow in winter, without a trace of ups and downs, but it made (Richard) feel a cold wind passing across his face like a knife, blowing across his cheek.
Richard was so scared that he almost sat down. He shook his head violently, and immediately pointed his finger at the door of a certain room on the side: "No...nothing! I mean, Xiaoqi is in the chief lounge...Yes! Inside! If you find him, you can go now!"
All Wei Ai who hate iron but steel: "Oh!!!"
Min Chen took a meaningful look at Richard and the members of Wei Ai behind him. He gave a light look, but he just made his face full of "Richard, I really saw you wrong" and "Protected Xiaoqi." , "Richard, your captain, hurry up and dismiss your post" Wei Ai all stood up straight, and unanimously stretched their hands in the direction of the door.
"Little seven is inside!!!"
Min Chen: "......"
In the backstage of the bright and clean concert hall, when Min Chen stepped up to the chief lounge, behind him, the members of Wei Ai were disappointed, crying in grief and anger, and bemoaning how they met. The enemy was suddenly discouraged.
The tall and handsome man walked calmly to the door of the chief lounge, but just as he was about to knock on the door, Min Chen suddenly turned around and looked at the group of different faces. Love members.
Everyone in Wei Ai trembled: "Ah! It's inside, Xiao Qi is inside!"
Shaking his head gently, Min Chen's thin lips twitched slightly, and his cold and indifferent expression quickly disappeared. He looked at these Wei Ai members seriously, then bowed slightly, and said sincerely, "Thank you for taking care of him."
When the voice fell, everyone looked at the man in horror. When Min Chen opened the door and disappeared completely from their sight, some members finally exclaimed: "Just now...Is Mr. Bertram thanking us?!"
"Really! Mr. Bertram just now thanked us for taking care of Xiaoqi!!!"
"Eh, do we really take care of Xiaoqi? How do I feel that Xiaoqi has been taking care of us..."
"Hey, it doesn't matter, okay! But Mr. Bertram actually thanked us just now!"
"Actually, Mr. Bertram is also a very good person. Why do I suddenly feel that Xiaoqi and Mr. Bertram are also very happy together? Mr. Bertram has taken care of us like this, so he is right Xiao Qi must be very good too!"
"That is, I also think Mr. Bertram is actually quite good, and he and Xiao Qi are also very good together..."
"Hey! Friends, what about the 'Guardian Little Seven Team'?"
"Richard, shut up, you timid fellow!"
Richard's face is full: "qaq"
It's not that he is timid! Let you go, do you dare to speak to that demon commander! ! ! !
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The warm and dim light illuminates the spacious chief lounge. Just now, Qi Mu gently put "Edith" into the crimson piano box, and suddenly heard a soft knock on the door behind him. After he said "please come in", he turned around and saw the man who had not seen him for several months.
In an instant, Qi Mu's heart moved, and she smiled: "So you sneaked into the backstage, Min Chen? I said why you weren't in your seat today, because you couldn't walk to the concert hall at all."
The man stepped into the room and closed the door smoothly. This lounge is not big, but it is fully equipped, with a thin wool carpet on the floor, making his footsteps almost inaudible.
Min Chen shook his head and said, "I didn't hide in the background."
Hearing this, Qi Mu was taken aback: "Then why didn't I see you in the concert hall?"
A trace of joke flashed quickly in his eyes, and Min Chen raised an eyebrow: "Guess?"
Qi Mu let out a soft snort from his nose, and he smiled lowly: "What is there to guess, I won't guess."
At this time, Min Chen had already walked to Qi Mu's side. The young man was leaning on the table casually, looking up at him. Those white and beautiful hands were touching the crimson piano case. The bright red and dazzling white seemed to burn Min Chen's eyes, making his eyes look. It was dark.
Min Chen couldn't help holding up the thin hand of the young man. In Qi Mu's surprised eyes, he whispered in a low voice: "When you played "Carmen" just now, you were a little too hard when you plucked the strings." Gently rubbing the cocoon on the fingertips of the young man, Min Chen sighed softly: "This is your personal habit, I can't change it, but I don't like it. If you encounter a piece of music that requires a lot of plucking, after the performance is over Your fingers will hurt."
Hearing this, Qi Mu finally believed that this man was really in the concert hall and had heard his performance just now.
Feeling the faint warmth from the fingertips, Qi Mu chuckled and nodded, promising: "Okay, I will be a little lighter in the future."
Outside the window is the cold winter wind whizzing by, but inside the window is a warm dim yellow. When Qi Mu took his violin case and walked out of the lounge with Min Chen, they just opened the door, and they saw the members of Wei Ai all around the door, blocking the door with water. ·through!
Seeing Qi and Mo coming out, poor Richard was pushed out again by the members, with a crying expression: "I...we really didn't overhear..."
Qi Mu: "..."
Min Chen: "..."
Wei Ai everyone: "............"
When Qi Mu and Min Chen left the backstage together, they just walked away, and the Wei Ai group excitedly started discussing what they had said in the room just now, and they talked for ten minutes!
One member said with emotion: "Oh, how come the sound insulation of our concert hall is so good?!"
But what the Wei Ai members didn't know was that they were so guilty just now that no one noticed the youth's plump, bright red, shiny lips. Even though the pink on the cheeks had already been concealed, the water-colored lips could not be concealed at all.
While leaving the backstage, Qi Mu severely stepped on a certain man's foot and cursed him for being such a hooligan.
Min Chen accepted the kick with peace of mind, and estimated how many kicks he would have to suffer tonight to calm his shy and introverted youth.
When they were about to walk out of the backstage area of the concert hall, Min Chen first walked to the front to observe whether there were any reporters in ambush around him, while Qi Mu put on a hat and a mask, intending to sneak in.
After all, all reporters now gather in the lecture hall to conduct interviews, so in the lobby of the Friends of Music Association Building, except for a very few unleavened audiences, almost only the shadows of the staff are left.
Min Chen, who had never done such a sneaky behavior, looked around at random, then turned around and prepared to tell his youth that he could leave safely at this time. At this time, Qi Mu had just put on his hat, and was planning to follow up.
Min Chen