After sending away Professor Akad, Qi Mu stood in front of the smooth floor-to-ceiling glass windows of Vienna International Airport, watching the silver-white plane gradually flying towards the clouds. After a long time, he withdrew his gaze and turned to Wei Ai headquarters.
In fact, what Professor Akade said this time, just like what he mentioned, Qi Mu had a foreboding long ago. Even not just himself, very few music critics have made similar comments. The main categories are "Qi Mu's piano sound is more compatible with Bai Ai", "If Qi Mu has the opportunity to cooperate with Bai Ai, I must Will cause a more distinctive effect".
Qi Mu started to learn piano at the age of seven in his previous life and joined the Vienna Symphony Orchestra at the age of 20. Coupled with the accumulation of experience in this life, it is absolutely impossible to say that his music style has not yet formed.
As early as when Qi Mu met Master Lance for the first time, the violin master described his style. Even before that, Professor Karl of the Munich Conservatory also commented on Qi Mu's music style——
They all agreed that Qi Mu's style is indeed very similar to Min Chen's.
But the similarity of music style does not mean that when Qi Mu is the chief, he will lead the orchestra to perform similarly to Min Chen.
The chief, as the person second only to the conductor in a symphony orchestra, must have its rationality in his existence. An excellent chief can even have a more direct role in the orchestra, and determine the success of a symphony concert.
To be honest, Qi Mu has never served as the principal in his previous life, and only briefly served as the principal a few times in this life. After that, he directly became the principal of the Paresen Theater Orchestra and the principal of the Vienna Philharmonic Orchestra.
His music style has indeed been formed long ago, but his "chief style" has been gradually developed through the gradual cooperation with Pareson and Wei Ai. Even Professor Akkad did not expect that after spending so long with Wei Ai, Qi Mu's style still has not evolved in the direction of this orchestra, and has continued to develop in the direction of Bai Ai unrelentingly.
If Bai Ai does not have Kedori at this time, and Qi Mu is not the chief of Wei Ai, then this is simply a natural condition. Professor Akad believes that his students are absolutely qualified to be the chief of Bai Ai and lead this orchestra to a higher place.
However, there is no if.
When walking out of the Vienna International Airport, Qi Mu deliberately lowered his hat to obscure Junxiu's beautiful face. He sighed softly and didn't think much about it. He directly hired a taxi, intending to hurry back to the orchestra.
Thinking about these things now, I would not think of any solution. Qi Mu will not deliberately change the style that has been formed, and this is not a wrong thing: Bai Ai's tone is unique in the world, and it matches the style of this orchestra. To a certain extent, it is also right. Qi Mu's praise.
Now Qi Mu had to put this matter aside for the time being, and first focused on the orchestra's recent busy tasks to end.
After the New Year's concert, Wei Ai convened a meeting of members of the orchestra to finalize the specific affairs of the following year and set the direction of the orchestra for the next year.
Seven days after the end of the New Year's concert, when Qi Mu had just got a short holiday and had not had time to breathe, a certain man rushed to Vienna from Berlin without saying hello, mysteriously making Qi Mu Twilight waited for him in a strange place. Oh right... and remember to bring your luggage.
When hearing this request, Qi Mu was still a little surprised. Why did he suddenly get from Berlin to Vienna and let him carry his luggage? However, Qi Mu didn't think too much. He packed a few pieces of clothes at random, and carried the light box to the place Min Chen said on the phone.
After arriving at the scene and seeing clearly where it was, Qi Mu said: "..."
The handsome man was wearing a black long dress. After seeing the youth had arrived, Min Chen took off the soundproof earmuffs on both ears, stepped down the stairs, and said calmly: "It is rare One holiday, let's go out for a walk." After a pause, Min Chen frowned, "Is there a little clothes on?"
Qi Mu, who hasn't recovered yet: "..."
Min Chen stretched out his hand very naturally and took the young man's right hand, and walked with him to the center of the apron. When Qi Mu was pressed into the co-pilot's seat by the other party, he suddenly woke up: "Wait, I have never flew a plane! Will I sit here..."
"It's okay." The slender fingers touched the young man's lips lightly, making Qi Mu's next words stop suddenly. A playful color flashed in Min Chen's deep eyes. He smiled faintly and shook his head, and said, "With me, you just have to sit down, don't worry."
Such words and scenes made Qi Mu stunned.
When the helicopter's propellers began to hum and spin, Qi Mu touched the soundproof earphones on his ears, and he had already recovered from the horror. Facing the complex and diverse display panels and instruments in front of him, Qi Mu felt like a child for the first time, afraid to move at all.
To the earphones, he asked curiously: "Min Chen...you can actually fly a helicopter?"
Yes, when Qi Mu came to this location, he realized that it turned out to be a private parking apron! It would be fine if it was just like this, but he was shocked to find that the man who had rushed here was sitting on the cockpit of a silver-white helicopter!
This is more terrifying than seeing Liz in a helicopter, okay!
At least Liz didn't fly the plane! ! !
Hearing what the young man said, Min Chen's lips curled slightly, pretending to be a flat nod: "Well, I just went to learn as an adult." His tone was calm and calm, without a trace of ups and downs, as if he was just talking about something more ordinary. That's it.
But listening to Qi Mu's ears, the corners of his mouth twitched, which was somewhat unacceptable. After thinking about it, Qi Mu asked: "Why don't you hire a pilot like Liz?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Min Chen glance at the youth faintly, and said, "I am poor and can't afford the pilot."
Qi Mu: "......"
Do you still remember such little things! ! !
At this moment, the bottom of the helicopter has slowly moved off the ground. In the flat and boundless wilderness, it looks like a silver-white gem, dazzling. Bright and brilliant sunlight shone on this smooth body, reflecting bright light.
After a short ascent period, the plane flew steadily high in the sky.
Looking down from the large front glass, a blue Danube is like a silver belt, flowing long and thin. The whole of Vienna has become a beautiful green ocean among the green trees, dancing with the Danube. Not far from them is the winding Alps, and the top of the mountain is silent with white snow, as silent for thousands of years.
Qi Mu had never seen such a colorful and magnificent scenery. Looking at the beautiful earth under the sun, he couldn't help but wonder. After a long time, he turned his head to look at the man beside him, just about to speak, but the moment he saw him, what he wanted to say was completely choked in his throat.
For a long time, a warm and brilliant smile filled the youth's lips. He sighed and asked amusedly: "Min Chen, has anyone ever said that when you were flying a plane...you were handsome?"
Hearing this, the man raised the corners of his lips happily, but still pretended to be calm: "Oh, really? I thought I was very handsome at all times."
After all, he is in a very good mood now, so Qi Mu didn't try to discourage the confidence of a narcissistic cheeky man. He chuckled and covered his lips, and said: "Well, yes, yes, you are very handsome, very handsome. But... …You are extraordinarily handsome now, okay?"
"it is good!"
The longing and admiration that has not been seen for a long time, in such a warm and simple relationship, has gradually turned into a more intense love.
In fact, Qi Mu didn't deliberately praise this time. When he turned his head and saw this man, he felt as if a string was suddenly fluctuated in his heart, and his blood stagnated for a moment.
What is the most beautiful scene in the world? It's when one is concentrating on something seriously.
At that time, this person's gaze will be completely focused on something, solemnly, and all the effort has been paid.
The dedicated person is the most beautiful person.
...
In the next few days, as Min Chen said at the beginning, he took Qi Mu from Norway to Italy, and then flew from Italy to Belgium.
After walking through Provence without a single lavender, and then seeing the beautiful fjord, blue sea and blue sky, silver and snow flying, Qi Mu has never walked so many places in such a short time, and seen so many magnificent and moving view.
The gifts that nature gives to mankind are always as generous as gifts. Looking at such a charming and charming scenery, the mood that had been a little slumped in Qi Mu's heart gradually dissipated. By the time the two arrived in Frankfurt together, it was approaching the last day of the holiday.
In such a beautiful place without external disturbances, the two held hands and walked together on the stone steps in front of the castle. The steps are covered with rugged fragments, witnessing the passage of time and the traces of drying.
This is a castle under the name of the Bertram family. Although this castle has nothing to do with Min Chen in the future, he wants to borrow it at this moment and there is no problem.
As the two of them walked, Qi Mu suddenly whispered: "We... are we on our honeymoon?"
"I like this word very much."
Qi Mu was taken aback for a moment and thought for a while: "Honeymoon?"
Min Chen's thin lips hooked slightly: "Well, I'm on a honeymoon."
After a long sigh, Qi Mu pretended to complain: "It turns out... our honeymoon only has ten days? But then again, do you admit that you want to marry me?"
Min Chen: "........."
After a while, he changed the subject and said, "Would you like steak tonight?"
Qi Mu: "...Actually, you are really bad at changing the subject, Min Chen."
Min Chen: "..."
But for a moment, when Qi Mu was about to tease a cheeky man again, he heard the other person say in a low tone: "This time...not to change the subject...Qi Mu." Suddenly when he heard his name, the youth was shocked. To look at each other.
I saw the man's dark and deep eyes as if it were a far-reaching lake, without seeing the bottom at a glance. He stared at the young man in front of him solemnly, holding the other's left hand and suddenly raised his middle finger, and then gently sketched twice in the young man's palm.
"I think