King of Classical Music Chapter 167

Speaking the sentence, Dorenza’s face gradually fell as he watched the youth onstage.

The master conductor, recognized for his good temper, seldom wore such a solemn expression. At the mont, he looked sincerely at Qi Mu. Although he didn’t say anything else, he had a feeling that he was waiting for his answer.

After hearing Dorenza’s words, the other four judges turned their heads to Qi Mu. They were curious about what inspired the youth to make such a moving lody.

Qi Mu nodded calmly. “Mr. Dorenza, I was surprised to draw 《D Major》 this ti. I don’t need to speak much on its popularity. In fact, I admit that I know every note of the piece by heart. If you asked to play it on the spot, I would have no problem.”

The youth’s frank words made the orchestra’s concertmaster, Anthony, smile as he waited for Qi Mu to continue. “In fact, I thought long ago… Why have an Allegro after a Larghetto? It’s such a big contrast, it made feel weird when I practiced it for the first ti.”

Qi Mu had thought so for a long ti. In fact, a very long ti.

Before he entered the Geneva Conservatory of music in his last life, Qi Mu had more contact with Mozart, nuin, Heifitz, and the music of other maestros. Back then, he was relatively young, unable to grasp their deep emotion. After entering the conservatory later on, he had more contact with Beethoven’s music. At the sa ti, he also had contact with the 《Violin Concerto in D major》.

When Qi Mu first entered the college in his last life, he felt that, compared to his classmates, he had too much to do. What he lacked wasn’t talent or diligence, but the advantages brought by family background and other reasons. So, he doubled his efforts to fill in the gaps in a year. At the sa ti, in the high-intensity study of the violin, he had questions about the 《D Major》.

A lot of young violinists first experienced 《D Major》by practicing each movent individually. But when the official performance ca, most would have an orchestra accompanint, with no chance to play the three movents continuously.

But, Qi Mu didn’t have much leisure ti in his last life, so when he first ca into contact with the tune, he practiced diligently for more than seven hours, playing through all the three movents.

In doing so, he discovered—

Moving from an allegro imdiately to a larghetto was really an awkward thing, ah!

It wasn’t so obvious with the orchestra’s accompanint, but without it, the change was so abrupt that he didn’t understand it at the ti.

Qi Mu studied the piece for a long ti in his last life, but he never understood it very well. However, now that he had an absolute sense of sound, he suddenly realized that maybe… there could be even greater gains from adapting the song?

Generally speaking, only composers and conductors could adapt a piece harmoniously, because their good ears and control over each note were beyond the scope of ordinary musicians.

Qi Mu, of course, hadn’t been trained in that field, but that didn’t prevent him from adapting the song—

Because he had absolute pitch.

After hearing his answers, the jury was surprised.

The concertmaster, Anthony, asked again, “Did you really only plan to adapt this song today?” After Qi Mu confird it again, even the second conductor Motl sighed and said, “Well, after decades of training, my sense of sound is absolute, but even I can’t adapt Beethoven’s music in such a short ti…”

The third conductor, Nazat, joked, “If anyone had an innate absolute pitch, it would be Auston Bertram.”

After a few laughs, Dorenza looked at Qi Mu onstage, still calm and solemn. Slowly, slowly, he smiled, then nodded. “Little Seven, your mind is very delicate. I’m shocked you can pay so much attention to such a small rhythm problem. Perhaps Beethoven’s original symphony is more magnificent, but I personally think that your violin solo is more passion-inspiring.”

After a pause, Dorenza smiled and said, “Little Seven, thank you for bringing us this wonderful 《D Major》. I wonder, would you like to have a good dinner with on this wonderful New Year’s Eve? You are welco to my ho!”

Qi Mu was stunned when he heard the words, and light flashed through his heart as he reacted, suddenly realizing: Dorenza admitted him?!

But then, the handso young man shook his head and replied with a smile, “Thank you for your invitation, Mr. Dorenza, but I’m going to spend the new year with Master Lance tonight.”

Hearing this, Dorenza said nothing more. He had his own wife and children to celebrate with, while Lance was alone in Vienna. It was a good thing that the child had the intention to accompany him.

As Qi Mu started to leave, he opened the door to the concert hall only to hear Tuckerman jokingly say in his wake, “So… We held such a grand recruitnt eting, and we finally chose Qi Mu as the deputy chief? Hey, Motl, don’t stare at . Do you think soone would play a better tune than his 《D Major》? I don’t believe it! Where there are so many geniuses in this world, can they really all be focused on our Wei Ai recruitnt eting?”

Just as Qi Mu stepped out, Anthony said, “No, Tuckerman. In fact, today’s recruitnt eting isn’t a waste. It has another advantage, at least… It let really see the child’s strength. I think that after I leave the orchestra, the child will definitely take the mbers of the orchestra and lead Wei Ai to a new height.”

After a sigh, Nazart smiled and said, “This is really an era of talents! Anthony, I really think we were born decades too early. In this era, there are Auston Bertram, Christole, Jenny, and Qi Mu. How young they are and how old we are! But, it’s the happiest thing to witness their rise. I believe that Qi Mu, as a child, will be the next Christole!”

Hearing this, Qi Mu’s steps paused, and he turned to look at Nazart in surprise.

The Russian conductor even compared him with Min Chen, Christole, and Jenny, the chief of the Symphony Orchestra in Dresden. Such evaluation was too high for the current Qi Mu.

But, the next second, Dorenza’s words completely shocked him. “My dear Nazart, do you think this child will only beco the next Christole? There may be a second Christole in the world, but please believe , I think—”

“There will never be a second Qi Mu in the world!”

Bright, gentle sunlight shone down through the landing window of the Friends of Music Association building, gilding the youth’s black hair in a golden edge. As the light shone down, his eyes slowly opened, and Qi Mu stared at the virtuous conductor in the concert hall. But, the conductor seed to smile slightly in his direction.

The next mont, the door closed with a click.

But, Dorenza’s voice echoed in Qi Mu’s ear for a long ti.

It would beco a famous saying in Wei Ai many years later——

『There will never be a second Qi Mu in the world! 』