Chapter 89:

Outside the window is a beautiful night view of Vienna, and the house is a lively scene. The bright, crystal-clear lights hang over the ceiling of the hotel, and the light reflects the diamond-like glow on the crystal pendant, illuminating the entire magnificent ballroom.
It’s been a while since the end of the reception, and many of the members of Wei’s love are laughing and making a mess – it’s hard to end this year’s first tour and a vacation, which is enough for anyone. Great joy.
Most of the people in the room started chatting and laughing in the central sofa group, and in the other corner of the room, a kind and gentle old man smiled and walked toward this handsome and beautiful young black man and said, "Hello, hey. Listen. Say your teacher has given you a lovely name, then I will call your English name, okay?"
Mr. Dorensa’s Chinese is not bad, so the word
戚暮
he read is also standard.
He was very excited, but he clung to the excited mood at the moment, nodded respectfully and politely, and said, "Okay, Mr. Dorensa, you can call me at will."
Such a beautiful and beautiful child is enough to get everyone's goodwill.
Before seeing him with his own eyes, Mr. Dorensa had never understood why even Reid, who had always had a temperament, loved his student very much, and he called him again and again, hoping that he would take care of the child. However, when he really saw the child, he completely understood it -
Because this child is really easy to make people feel good.
"Xiaoqi, I have heard about the performance of "Elf Dance" before, your teacher and Fowler also sent me some albums of your previous performances in China." Wearing a pair of silver glasses, Dorensa raised his hand to help the frame and smiled: "Your violin is very good, Xiaoqi, I like your piano very much."
I didn’t think that I would get such a high evaluation from Mr. Dorensa. His fingers pinched the goblet and said,
Thank you for your compliments, Mr. Dorensa, I also like your music very much. ""
Gradually, the two of them talked about the sky.
He is a very talkative person, and Mr. Dorensa is also a very good person. Once the two people are sitting together, the atmosphere of the conversation immediately becomes very harmonious.
Even after the half-time members of the banquet hall were half-way, the two still talked about the sky.
"Small seven, in fact, listening to your albums, I think your music style is very similar to a friend I have known before." Mr. Dorensa put down the glass in his hand and smiled: "You and his Like music, the skills are very good, the feelings are very delicate, but after listening to your later songs, I think you still have some differences."
This made the heart of the shackle tight. He smiled and asked: "What is the difference?"
Master Dorenza slightly decapitated: "Well, although your age is a little smaller than my friend, but Xiaoqi, your music is heavier than him. Before I see you, I really don't. I believe you are really only 22 years old. Your talent is no worse than Kedori, and even... it should be beyond him."
Since Kedori’s 9-year-old in the European classical music scene, many world music magazines have called him
a 50-year-old genius
, and it is clear that the development of Kdori did not disappoint these people.
Paganini International Violin Competition, Menuhin International Violin Competition, Tchaikovsky International Violin Competition...
In these world-class competitions, Kedori won the championship with outstanding performance, and graduated from the Munich Conservatory of Music at the age of 19, but joined the Berlin Philharmonic Orchestra and became the chief one year.
And now...
Master Dorensa said that his talent has surpassed Kedori.
This kind of evaluation seems to be saying: You are a rare genius in a hundred years.
戚暮 Something humbly shook my head: "Thank you for your compliment, Mr. Dorensa, I think there are still many places for improvement than Kedori."
Mr. Dorensa is shaking his head: "Small seven, Huaxia people like humble, you are almost the same as Kedori." After a pause, Mr. Dorensa sighed and said: "But... if My friend is still alive, I think with his hard work and talent, in the next few decades, the classical violin music is your world."
Mr. Dorensa has said this, and he probably understands...
"This friend" refers to who is it.
At this time, his heart was no longer sour, just laughing and beheading, said: "It is a pity, I did not expect that the gentleman actually died... Sorry, Mr. Dorenza, bring back your sad memories."
Master Dorensa shook his head with a smile: "Nothing, Xiaoqi, that child is also a very good violinist. Maybe when you can listen to his album, there may be some other kind of gains."
戚暮 slightly dagger: "Okay, yes, Mr. Dorensa, you..."
"Dorenza, did you hide here and secretly talk to our Angel?" A hearty male voice came from behind him. He turned to look at it and saw a middle-aged man with a shackle. When I came over, I said, "I am wondering why you haven't seen it. It turned out to be hiding in this corner."
Mr. Dorensa shook his head in a dumb voice: "Zayev, I just want to talk to Reid's students, where do you want to go."
The person who came is the chief violinist of the Vienna Philharmonic Orchestra, Mr. Anzayev, the violinist who is in his early 50s, but looks very healthy and young. His character has always been very close and close, and he has a good music. Reputation.
In the face of the musician, he smiled helplessly and said: "Mr. Zayev, my name is not called Angel, my name is..."
"Hey? Didn't Master Feller not call you Angel? When he came to the orchestra last month, he specifically mentioned you, saying that you are such a cute little angel." Zayev said with a serious statement.
戚暮: "..."
Master Feller is really on the road of black, and he is working tirelessly!
How much money did he owe to Master Feller in his last life! ! !
With a hearty chatter, the atmosphere of the whole conversation suddenly became very cheerful.
When he left the hotel with everyone, Mr. Dorensa also deliberately asked him to come and enjoy it at any time.
This proposal has been unanimously endorsed by the members of Wei Ai. They all think that such a well-behaved child is very helpful to aesthetic improvement even if he looks at it every day.
After waiting for a taxi to go first, Mr. Dorensa looked at the back of his departure and couldn’t help but sigh: "His violin and the violin of the land... are a bit similar, but He is even better than Lu. The children are really good now, maybe the future music scene will be more and more lively?"
Zayev stood on the side and listened to this. He looked at Dorensa with amazement and asked: "Dorenza, your evaluation of this little seven... is it high?"
Mr. Dorensa smiled and daggered and said, "Yes, Zayev. Don't you think... If it wasn't for him who hadn't graduated from college yet, should there be a lot of good orchestras who want to recruit him? He is really very good. Reed is able to receive such a student. It is his luck."
Zayev immediately widened his eyes and said incredulously: "Dorenza, do you think too much? Anyone who can become a student of Akkad is their luck?"
Dorensa waved his head and said: "Zayev, you wait and see, for up to three years... I think, his strength will be fully understood. Age is never a factor in measuring music. You see Kedori, also a good child. You can't think of yourself too dead. The young blood is very important for our classical music!"
Mr. Dorensa did not entangle any more on this topic, and Zayev frowned and thought for a long time. When even Lorenza was on the car and left, he walked alone on the empty streets of Vienna, whispering to himself:
"It is