Chapter 183:

Manchester, Rome, Geneva...
In just 15 days, the Vienna Philharmonic Orchestra has passed four stops in the first quarter of 2017. On the morning of April 15th, this world-class symphony orchestra officially arrived in Paris, preparing to tour the concert rehearsal of the penultimate station.
Just set foot on the land of Paris, I quickly put my luggage into the hotel that the orchestra had booked in advance.
During this time, no matter where I performed, I always acted with the members of the orchestra, so even if someone left a large key in sneaking in Vienna, I never thought about living. Outside the hotel.
This time, when he came to Paris, he was the first time he wanted to go out alone.
Mr. Gang and Mr. Dorenssa explained their own affairs and indicated that they wanted to go out at night. Mr. Dorensa said: "Oh, Xiaoqi, are you going to see Reed?"
I didn't hide it at all: "Yes, Mr. Dorensa, my teacher and I haven't seen each other for a long time. Listening to the teacher said that he has a bad waist recently, so I want to take a look at him in Paris."
Wen Yan, Dorensa smiled warmly: "Okay, Xiao Qi, you have to go to see your teacher, how can I stop you? But I haven't seen Reed for a long time, it's better than us. How about going to visit him?"
After listening to this, there is no such thing. Mr. Dorensa and Professor Akade are old friends for many years. It is very common for them who want to visit each other. I laughed and daggered: "Okay, let's go to visit the teacher together, Mr. Dorensa, I think the teacher will be very happy to see him."
When the voice just fell, I just heard a sudden sound: "Hey, Xiaoqi, Dorensa, are you going to see Akkad?!"
The two turned their heads in surprise and saw that Mr. Anthony came over and said: "God, I like Akkad very much. I also met him at a concert in New Zealand a few years ago. Xiaoqi ... can you take me with me?"
The brows of the brows were slightly wrinkled, thinking for a while, or nodding: "There should be no problem."
The voice just fell, and the people who had been listening to it for a long time had blasted the pot immediately.
"I also super adored Master Reed Akade! I want to go too, I want to go too!"
"And me, I like the master of Akade's "The Devil's Tremolo", it is simply God's music!"
......
With Mr. Anthony opening his head, more and more members of the love team raised their hands and wanted to see the world's top violin master.
But Mr. Dorensa is a rare face to face, solemnly and reprimanded: "Reed is not very good recently. We are so many people who are disturbing him. Well, I am small, I and Anthony. Going together, you have a good rest in the hotel."
Mr. Dorensa is rarely so solemn, but the members of the Wei Ai also know that their own commanders say that they are good, and that too many people go to visit, not to visit. So they can only swear by their sorrow to convey their love for Master Akade and bring their own blessings.
When the trio arrived at the home of Professor Akade, the master was sitting at the table and sipping a cup of hot cocoa. After seeing the three people coming, he was surprised and immediately ushered in the small living room.
After pouring a cup of hot cocoa and two glasses of water from the kitchen, Professor Akade took the cup of hot cocoa gently in front of the cockroach and placed the other two cups of water at random. In front of Mr. Lensa and Mr. Anthony.
After finishing all these "guest sets", Professor Akkad did not even give his old friend Mr. Dorensa and Anthony aside, looking directly at Xiaoqi, looking up and down for a long time, then board Face up: "Slim!" The tone is not pleasant, the voice is dull.
He shook his head and shook his head: "Teacher, Wei Ai is currently on tour, I have to follow the orchestra and walk around, I will definitely be a little thinner."
Who knows the next second, Professor Akade snorted, and then pointed to the side of Mr. Anthony said: "You look at Anthony, why is he not thin at all? I think he is fatter than three years ago. A lot?"
戚暮: "..."
Teacher, you said Mr. Anthony, he will be sad...
"God, Master Akkad, do you remember me?!" Anthony’s overjoyed voice interrupted his awkward thoughts. He turned to look at it and saw the consistently serious chief excitedly said: Yes, I am Anthony. We met at the London concert in New Zealand three years ago, Master Akade!"
Professor Akade gently whispered and gave Mr. Anthony, who was excited to his face, and looked at his lovely student. "So, Xiaoqi! How are you thin?" This is it? Isn't there a good meal outside?!"
戚暮: "..."
Mr. Anthony, did you actually be a dead loyal fan of the teacher...
"Small seven, not the teacher said you, young people should be physically important! You should not have 80 pounds now?"
He surprised his eyes wide and retorted: "Teacher, I have 65 kg now!"
"What!! You only have 65 kg?!!!" Professor Akade looked amazed, then he immediately turned his head and looked at the Dorensa, who had been smiling all the time, and said: "Dorenza, you are How to torture our family Xiaoqi, 65 kg, 65 kg... This is much lighter!!!!"
Mr. Dorensa, who is innocent and shot: "^_^"
When Professor Akkad smashed a lot of things like "Small Seven, you have to take care of your body, dare to lose weight and the teacher will not see you.", "Don't start eating three bowls of rice every day?" "No, no, no. You have to eat at least one big steak every day!" After that, the sky was too late, and the setting sun was fading.
Since the second day of the week, Wei Ai will have to rehearse, so the three will not stay longer. When I got to the door, Mr. Anthony was very excited to hold the hand of Master Akade and said: "The concert of the day after tomorrow, if you have time, be sure to come!"
Professor Akade calmly nodded and calmly said: "I am sure that I will go to Xiaoqi."
Seeing that Anthony seems to want to continue to express his own ambition and affection, Mr. Dorensa laughed and laughed at the old man, leaving a time for the teachers and students to live together.
Standing at the door of Professor Akade's house, he handed the invitation letter in his pocket to his teacher. The invitation for this Vatican tour concert is a light beige, with a fine pattern on the gold line, which looks formal and solemn.
Professor Akade received the invitation letter and carefully stared at the beautiful young man in front of him. For a long time, he sighed: "Small seven, you can become the deputy chief and chief of Wei'ai at this age. It is indeed for you. A lot of pressure has given you a lot of responsibility."
In the quiet corridor, only Professor Ackard’s voice echoed back and forth. He solemnly beheaded and said: "Teacher, I will work hard. I have never used my age as an excuse to evade responsibility. I will do my best."
Professor Akade looked at him with a meaningful look and then sighed: "The teacher knows that you are a very hard working child, but sometimes the pressure you put on yourself is too great. You are thin, really more than last year. When I was in Paris, I lost a lot of weight. Doesn't Auston see you like this, are you not feeling bad?"
Suddenly I heard a certain name, and the sensation could not help but smile. He gently shook his head: "He also wants me to eat more, but the teacher, I am not very thin, you are worried too much, my pressure is not Big."
He said that the cloud is light, but Professor Akade knows how much he is a student. He reluctantly reached out and rubbed his hair, then said: "Well, I can't manage you in Paris, but if you let the teacher see you are so thin next time... well, then let you look good!"
He bowed his head and asked: "Teacher, what standard is not thin?"
Professor Akade thought about it: "I remember that your height is about 183... that little seven, how do you have 80 kilograms?!"
戚暮: "..."
Teacher, your "not thin" and others are really with the public!
The teachers and students talked for a while, but how long, the voice of Mr. Anthony came from downstairs. Yongzheng is preparing to leave with Professor Akade officially. He has not spoken yet. He listened to Master Akade and whispered suddenly: "The day after tomorrow I will go to the concert of Wei Ai, Xiao Qi... Don't let the teacher down. ""
Hey, sneak a little, then smile and beheaded: "Teacher, I will work hard."
Under the dark night, Paris is still as peaceful and peaceful as ever. An old man stood in front of his window and watched the taxi carrying his own students drift away. He squeezed the invitation in his hand a little, and his heart was nervous and looking forward to it.
His student is really going to give him a grand performance!
......
In just two days, the master of Akad rarely took out a neatly stacked suit from the closet on the night of the Vivian concert. He ironed the black suit with an iron, carefully tied his tie and put on the hair gel.
After this dress, the eccentric little old man disappeared at once, standing downstairs in the Paris Philharmonic Hall, it was an elegant and charming old gentleman.
He carefully looked up at the oversized poster that hung a wall. His eyes stayed on the "deputy chief: 戚暮" for a long time, and finally he stepped up and officially entered the hall of the concert hall!
Tonight, 2017