Chapter 168:
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King of Classical Music
- Mo Chen Huan
- 1826 characters
- 2021-02-03 02:16:39
On December 31, 2016, the deputy chief recruiter of Wei Ai officially came to an end.
Numerous media reporters swarmed and blocked the Mr. Dorensa and others who had just stepped out of the Friends of Music Association building.
All kinds of microphones were crowded into the front of these high-level lovers, but Mr. Dorensa had no temper, but smiled softly: "The final result of today's deputy chief recruiter needs to wait until The orchestra members will make a final confirmation. Once the most accurate name is available, I will definitely inform you as soon as possible."
A flexible journalist suddenly shouted: "If it's just a final confirmation... Master Dorensa, have you drafted the final deputy chief directory?"
Wen Yan, Mr. Dorensa calmly shook his head and smiled: "I feel that every candidate is very strong, and I have a hard time making a choice. After the end of the New Year concert tomorrow, I can give You have an answer."
After finishing this sentence, several of Mr. Dorensa left the Friends of Music Association building with the help of security guards. The trick is to wear a white baseball cap and calmly walk past the reporters.
With Mr. Dorensa, who attracted firepower, Qilian’s disguise seemed to be superfluous.
When he arrived at the home of Master Lance, the gentle and gentle master had prepared a sumptuous meal, which made him quite embarrassed, and said that he should wait for himself to help each other.
Seeing the appearance of the young man, Master Lance smiled slightly and said: "Small seven... I think, maybe we don't have much time to prepare for dinner. It is already 4:32 pm, you are sure Do we still have time?
As he said, Master Lance opened the TV and the stereo.
Mr. Reims's home has always been retro and simple, his TV is also the old style of the big belly, it should have been more than ten or twenty years old. But Master Lance has two pairs of very good and excellent sounds. I have heard that when the sound is played, the music is like a roar in the ear.
After simply using the dinner with Master Lance, I placed the plate in the incubator for a while, waiting for the concert to be used again. Nowadays, the two of them sat in front of the TV and watched the magnificent music hall on the screen gradually fill the crowd, and gradually changed from noisy to calm.
When the beautiful and beautiful hostess introduced the classic grand symphony concert to the audience in smooth German, he poured a cup of black coffee for Master Lance, only to listen to the latter: "Sit every year. Here, listen to the female host to introduce the same words, Xiaoqi, when will we go to the site to listen?"
I heard a sneak peek, then smiled and daggered: "Okay, Mr. Lance, let the teacher, you and me, three people go to Berlin to listen to the live concert next year."
The Berlin Philharmonic New Year Concert is different from the Vienna New Year Concert. The former is usually held on December 31st from 4pm to 5pm, at the Berlin Philharmonic Hall, and welcomes the new year with wonderful music. 's arrival The latter usually performs a stunning performance in the Golden
Hall at 11 am on January 1 of the following year.
Nowadays, he is sitting in the home of Master Lance and watching the New Year’s performance with his partner.
After all the members of the orchestra entered the scene one after another, the applause from the audience never stopped. After Kedori also played, a handsome and straight-eyed man walked out from the side of the stage, in the middle of the wrap-around stage. Thank you so much.
At this time, the beautiful female host's narration sounded again: "The Berlin Philharmonic Orchestra's New Year concert is still hosted by the orchestra's chief conductor, Mr. Auston von Bertel, and the violin chief is Kedori. Slaughter. This year's performance is Hindemith's "The Third Symphony"..."
The list of these tracks, I have been listening to a man and myself for a long time ago, and now when I listen again, he is surprised to find that this man who has never played the cards according to common sense has to be at the end of the New Year concert. End the show with a solemn and solemn Symphony of Sorrows!
This made it impossible to remember that when the man led Bai Ai to tour in China a year ago, he ended up with a stunned "Symphony of Destiny". It was really "ingenuity"!
I can't help but say, "Which people will play "Sorrow" in the New Year..."
Master Lance smiled and shook his head: "Maybe Auston can direct a very different "sorrow"? Xiaoqi, let us continue to listen."
I gently decapitated, but how long, the orchestra has already adjusted the pitch.
After waiting for a look at the 闵琛 and Kdori, the baton swayed gently, and the intense music sounded so loud that the entire Berlin Philharmonic Hall was silent, only to hear the fierce conflict. Pull up, people can't help but earthquake!
The first is Hindmit's "Third Symphony", followed by Dvorak's three "Slavic"...
The tone of the Berlin Philharmonic is pure and blazing, like the cleanest metal creaking, without a trace of noise. The queen is roaring, the trumpet is in the long, the cello is choked, the violin is singing, every sound is divided into countless small pieces, drilling into the ears of every audience present, entering every listener in front of the TV. In my heart.
Someone once commented on the music of Pok Oi: "They have the pure tone of metal. They have the most orthodox classical tuning. No one in the world can surpass Pak Oi on the stage of the symphony, just as no one dares to deny Bado. Fen is the king of the most well-deserved symphony! 』
One after the other, the symphony flowed out of the sound. In the spacious living room, there was no movement other than the sound of music. He and the Master Lance enjoyed this wonderful music until they heard the third movement of the distinctive Symphony of Sorrows.
When I heard a certain piece of music, I opened my eyes and looked at Master Lance in amazement. I saw that the latter also bowed slightly to him and responded with a smile.
Sure enough, as the master of Lance said, since he dared to use Tchaikovsky's "Sorrowful Symphony" as the final ending, it is naturally impossible to direct it into the song of the swan.
After such a sad but hopeful "Sorrow" ended, there was a burst of applause in the entire Bai Ai Music Hall, and in front of the TV, Masters and Master Lance could not help but applaud.
Master Lance said with emotion: "I didn't go to the scene to listen to this concert this year. It is really regrettable! Xiaoqi, Auston is really a genius, I think in the next 50 years, I am afraid No one dares to adapt "Sorrow"."
He also smiled at the dagger. He glanced at the cold-faced man on TV. His eyes were soft: "Master Lance, I also like this song "Sorrow", sad but not hurt, but not desperate, really A good song."
When praising a great and outstanding musical work, you have always been a singer, and you will not be biased because the conductor and composer are your own lover. Therefore, he really likes this adaptation of "Sorrow" at this moment, and he is proud of being sincere.
After the Berlin New Year concert, the gang helped the Master Lance to take out the food in the incubator. He slowly poured the red wine into the goblet of Master Lance, and the two continued the dinner that had just been interrupted.
At the table, Master Lance asked with concern about some of the events about this concert, and asked if he was talking to him beforehand. After answering one by one, Master Lance sighed: "Auston can always create surprises, people are full of expectations!"
After the two laughed and said a few words, Master Lance suddenly asked: "For Xiaoqi, Dorensa has said that when will you go to the report?"
Hearing the words, the action of cutting the steak in his hand was awkward. For a long time, he smiled and looked up at Mr. Reims. He asked, "Lance Master, you... I know that I have lived today. At the recruitment meeting, Mr. Dorensa said in an interview that he would have to wait until the orchestra members agreed, he could decide."
But the white-haired old man smiled and shook his head: "I have been busy with this delicious dinner in the kitchen this afternoon, and I have not heard Dornesa’s interview. But Xiaoqi, I believe in your strength, Is it... didn't you pass?"
Faced with the kind smile of the old man, he did not hide the things that happened during the day. After hearing the singer's adaptation of Beethoven's song, he was surprised to let the cricket play it again.
After listening to the performance of the cricket, Master Lance sighed: "Small seven, I said to your teacher at the beginning, I think that you have surpassed me in the skill, but only inferior in emotional understanding. But I think, your third song of Beethoven's "d major" has completely surpassed me. Even if your teacher returns to the peak state, I am afraid I can't play more enthusiastic than this. The third movement."
This kind of praise makes you immediately shake your head: "Master Lance, I just came up with inspiration."
Mr. Lance is shaking his head: "Small seven, inspiration is a kind of talent, talent is also strength. I believe that when Dorensa heard your third movement, he must be very happy, no wonder he excitedly let you After the end of the Valentine's Day concert, I will report to the headquarters immediately. He is really looking forward to your arrival."
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With the gift and music album from Master Lance, I left the small building with my own box.
It was the night, and there was a glimpse of the clear moon on the sky. There are few people on the streets of Vienna. Almost no one will stay outside on this New Year's Eve. Even in the crowded subway, they are sitting in three or two people.
When he returned to his home, he felt a little lonely.
Huaxia was seven hours faster than Vienna. Zheng Weiqiao and Tan Lao gave him a "Happy New Year" a few hours ago. And this apartment is so big that people can't help but feel that they are too small and make people feel helpless.
After putting his violin in the piano room, he didn't leave, but instead sat in front of the piano stool and opened the black piano cover. His fingers gently pressed the beautiful black and white keys. Although the sound was not a melody, Steinway's pure superior sound also made the youth's sounds very beautiful.
When he pressed the 34th tone, his cell phone suddenly sounded.
I immediately took the call and only listened.