Chapter 50:

In the winter morning, the sky always shines very slowly. Until seven o'clock, there is a round of crooked moon on the far west sky, and it has not fallen. But even in such a cold and bitter weather, people in the city have long woken up, and many people want to go out early before the morning peak, so as not to encounter terrible traffic jams.
He was the plane at 10 am the next morning. He got out of bed early in the morning and wanted to arrive at the airport earlier. But when he just took the suitcase and checked out the card downstairs, he received a call from Zhu Wenzhao.
While talking to the other party on the phone, he took the suitcase and walked out, but he did not walk out of the hotel's door. He slammed the contents of the phone on the phone, and the whole person was completely in the same place.
However, how long, Zhu Wenxi personally drove to the hotel entrance, picked up the car.
He helped the little suitcase in the back seat of the car. When he got on the bus, the gentleman middle-aged man smiled and said: "Small seven, I remember you seem to be at 10 o'clock this morning. The plane? That may really be too late."
As early as accepting the advice of Zhu Wenzhao, I already knew that he was definitely unable to catch the flight. So he nodded and said, "I wish Uncle, I remember there is a flight to B City this evening. Of course, if there is any accident, I will go back a few days later, Tan Lao should be no problem."
I wish you a smile and said: "That is also a trouble for you. But Master Feller wants to see you. It really makes me feel very surprised. I thought he would not come to the orchestra for a hundred years. Qing, but he is not only coming, but also wants to see you, it is strange."
Just this morning, Master Fale Louis contacted Zhu Wenyu through the relationship of the President of the City Music Association. According to Master Feller, he hopes to see the side with him today. The faster the time, the better.
Zhu Wenzhao immediately thought that this was a good opportunity, and he quickly called the embarrassment. Although he does not know how Master Fowler would like to meet with him, it is good for him to be able to talk to a world-class music master.
And although Fale Louis is like the world's top conductor and composer, but Fowler is mainly good at violin, the piano is only minor. I can talk to such a good violinist, and I think it will be very helpful for my growth.
Of course, I also chose to give up the flight sensibly, and I must meet the master.
Although he does not know the other party's intentions, but there is a faint hunch, it seems that this meeting will not be a bad thing.
When Yan and Zhu Wenyu arrived at the headquarters of the S City Symphony Orchestra, Mr. Faller had already talked with Cheng Tingwen for a while.
The two were sitting in the VIP room of the small building. The room was not big, but it was very quiet and pleasant. The old-fashioned sliding glass window was opened on the south wall, and the green garden was visible.
When I saw the two of them arrived, Cheng Tingwen immediately stood up from the sofa chair. She smiled and communicated with Mr. Faller in English. Then she walked in front of the donkey and whispered in Chinese: "Small seven, Mr. Faller is in a good mood today. He also praised your performance yesterday."
Hearing the words, he whispered a little, then he smiled and said: "Okay, Cheng Ayi, I know."
Then Cheng Tingwen and Zhu Wenxi left the VIP lounge together, and they took the door with them when they left. After listening to a crisp closing sound, there was only two people in the large and secluded lounge.
He didn't feel as restless as a younger generation. He walked straight to the sofa chair where Cheng Tingwen was sitting. He asked me warmly: "Hello, Mr. Faller, can I sit here?"
This foreign-haired old man with a silver hair nodded with a smile and replied in awkward Chinese: "Of course."
When he was officially sitting down, Mr. Faller also poured a cup of hot tea for him very thoughtfully, which made him feel "flattered."
After saying a few "thank you", he was still thinking about how to ask the other person to find his intentions this time. Master Feller looked up and down with a smile, then said with approval: "Hey, I heard about your performance last night. You are a very talented and promising violinist."
Mr. Faller’s words when he opened the door made him a glimpse. He was so cheeky that he would not be able to perform well in front of such a world-class violin master. Of course, he would not be arrogant.
I saw a smirk and bent my throat, and a delicate smile appeared on the delicate face: "Thank you for your compliment, Mr. Faller. I am very surprised to see you today. I used to like you very much." Charlest Fantasia, listened to it many times in private."
This sentence does not lie. The only one of his previous recordings is the song of the contemporary composer, which is the "Charles Fantasia". If he saw it, he might not have been so respectful and cautious, but when he saw the contemporary violin master, he couldn't help but feel nervous.
In the quiet and quiet VIP lounge, the youth's back is straight, and he only sits in a small position on the sofa and looks at the silver-haired foreign old man sitting across from him.
Mr. Faller also seemed to be aware of the seriousness of the embarrassment. He smiled and said: "I also like "Charst" very much. If I have a chance in the future, I really hope to hear your "Charles". But hey, I I am looking for you today, but I am not here for this. In fact, I have heard your performance seven or eight years ago, and it was with Evra."
He naturally knows what Mr. Faller is referring to. He nodded and listened to the master and continued: "When you were very aura, I realized that you were a little impetuous, so I didn't touch you much afterwards. But last night. After listening to your performance, I think... you have got rid of the illusoryness of the past."
When talking, this long-shouldered foreign old man slowly looked good, and his appearance made him unable to hold back seriously.
He has a feeling that the words of Mr. Faller will probably have a great impact on his future life.
He said with a solemn tone: "Thank you for your approval, Mr. Faller." His voice was low and good, and his posture was not humble.
Master Farre’s sharp and sinister eyes looked at him for a long time, then he slowly laughed and nodded.
As with Aston, you are really good, hey. I am not a favorite. The people around the bend speak quite straight. In fact, you may have talent and aura eight years ago, but I can see that your future will not be very long-term."
Master Feller smiled and continued: "Your piano has no soul. Oh, it sounds like a very magical thing, but hey, your piano is really empty. It makes me very sad at the time, sad. Such a gifted child will not go long in the future."
"But, hey, your performance last night made me really see your strength. Maybe many people think that the "d major" you performed is very difficult and your skills are excellent, but I think that you The later "Liang Zhu" was even more moving. With the soul of you, I seem to have seen a diamond that is going to be polished."
"Hey, I think you need a good teacher."
Mr. Faller’s kindness and low voice still lingered in the lounge, but he slammed his eyes wide and looked at each other unbelievably. I only feel that the world is quiet, and he can clearly hear his heartbeat, and it sounds in the chest.
Mr. Faller means...
The fingers were slightly tightened, and there was a little infarction between the throats. For a long time, he asked: "Mr. Farley, are you... want to accept me as a student?"
When he heard the embarrassment, Mr. Faller shook his head quickly and explained: "No, no, no, you misunderstood. My business is too busy. I didn't have any credit before I handed in my resignation to Dresden." Time teaches students. If you are my student, it will only waste your time."
This is like a cold, cold water, and it is instantly poured from the head of the donkey.
Before he even spoke again, he listened to Mr. Faller and said, "But hey, I want to introduce you to a teacher. He is my old friend. Compared with me, he is the real violin master of the school. I can't teach you more things, but he can make you have a thorough improvement that will allow you to go further on the violin."
Originally, I felt very disappointed and regretful, but after listening to Mr. Faller’s words, he was puzzled.
In his impression, it seems that no one can get such a high degree of praise from Master Feller. At least in the violin, the other party has already become the most prominent person.
After thinking about it, I politely asked: "Thank you, Mr. Faller, don't know the master you said is..."
"You should have heard his name." Mr. Faller