King of Classical Music

Sincethere were no serious repercussions, this crisis came and went as a simplematter. Evra\'s strict mannerisms and his fierce criticism of Jasper made theentire thing akin to dropping a stone into the sea, negligible.

Jasper thanked Min Chen solemnlyafterward, but the latter waved it off and answered, "It doesn\'t matter, it isn\'ta big deal."

Evra snorted, never wanting to payattention to this abominable guy again!

No wonder Farrell would say: Don\'tcompare yourself to Min Chen! This inhuman creature can kill with just words!

In the hustle and bustle of Paris,Qi Mu naturally didn\'t know of this "small matter."

On the fifth day of practice, Qi Mustared at the music score of his adaptation. He laughed a little and turned itover, saying to himself, "Now. . . I really have no ideas left. . ."

He had never done anything likethis in the past, especially adapting such a familiar song. These days, he hadpracticed 《No. 24》 to the point that he could hear it in his head before going tobed at night. Yet, it still did not reach the level Professor Akkad desired.

Qi Mu practiced the song again andagain for the entire afternoon, hoping to find some inspiration. Of course, nothingappeared. After heaving a long sigh, he packed up his things.

After leaving college, he wouldeither head to the Seine River or the Eiffel Tower to see the scenery——this wasQi Mu\'s life nowadays.

He wanted to find inspiration inthe relaxation, but the elves were being mischievous and hiding it from him.

Qi Mu dried his hair that eveningand gave a rare peek at the Danube Forum. Pleasantly surprised at the speed ofthe internet, he refreshed the front page.

The most popular posts were aboutthe Vienna Symphony Orchestra\'s performance tonight. Qi Mu had been "isolated"from the world the past few days and realized that now. . . Evra and theorchestra gave their premiere concert in London already!

Qi Mu\'s hatred at seeing the name"Vienna Symphony Orchestra" had already loosened. Of course, he couldn\'tguarantee that he wouldn\'t break that scum to pieces next time he saw him, tolet him experience the same agony of suffocating to death.

He read a few more posts thenstopped paying any mind to it. About to close the page, he saw a few threadsmarked "Hot." All of them introduced Bai Ai\'s concert that would be held inthree days.

Qi Mu suddenly realized. . . Bai Aileft Paris quite a while ago.

He hadn\'t realized it had been solong. . . Over the past few days, he had been in constant contact with that manby text, so Qi Mu didn\'t even realize he was on the other side of the strait.

Since Qi Mu arrived in Paris, heand Min Chen were often in contact, like friends. At first, Min Chenaccidentally sent a text when practicing the piano. At the time, Akkad happenedto be on the sofa nearby and saw his screen.

The little old man pouted, "LittleSeven, exactly how do you use Chinese characters? The language is toocomplicated, who are you talking to?"

Qi Mu remembered. . . his proudteacher seemed to dislike Min Chen recently. Thus, he felt fortunate his phonedefaulted to Chinese.

He later told Min Chen it wasprobably best not to contact him during the day. After all. . . not only did hehave to practice, but he also had the temperamental Akkad beside him.

He was in such constant contactwith the man, it was strange that Qi Mu didn\'t know Bai Ai was holding aconcert in London. He studied the English text on his computer and his phonevibrated next to him.

Qi Mu paused when he saw the nameflash across the screen then laughed, "What a coincidence." He answered thecall, "Good evening, Min Chen." He held the phone to his ear in one hand andsmiled, "I was just reading about Bai Ai\'s concert, didn\'t expect your call."

The man on the other side of thephone didn\'t expect such a coincidence either. Min Chen whispered in reply, "Christolehasn\'t been in good health, so it was delayed a little." After a pause, heasked, "Paris isn\'t that far from London, do you need tickets?"

Qi Mu looked at a post titled 【No tickets for Bai Ai. God has abandoned me.】 Min Chen\'s words were a direct contradiction, and he shook hishead, "I\'m afraid I don\'t have time. I have no idea with that adaptation, so Ireally don\'t have spare time to go out."

The tall, handsome man standingoutside the orchestra\'s rehearsing hall frowned and asked, "What\'s the problem?"

Although Min Chen said to contacthim if he had any difficulties, Qi Mu hadn\'t said anything else, and Min Chenmistakenly assumed everything was going smoothly.

The young man on the phone sighed,"When you played No. 24, I had a rough idea, but I couldn\'t capture that feeling.I think. . . I\'m not sure if it\'s because it was over the phone or something,but you\'ve been busy lately, so I didn\'t tell you."

Qi Mu knew that Min Chen was leadingBai Ai\'s concert in London so he would have to lead the rehearsals before theperformance. Min Chen wouldn\'t have much spare time either.

Qi Mu stared at the text on hiscomputer and smiled into the phone, "Thank you for your help. In time, I thinkI might find that feeling Teacher wants."

After exchanging a few more words,Qi Mu hung up, turned around and started to pick up the clothes strewn about,tidying up his room.

What he didn\'t know is, under thecold moonlight, the handsome conductor stared at his phone with a profoundgaze. No one knew what he was thinking.

A blond with blue eyes rushed outof the rehearsal hall and found the person he was looking for. "Hey, Min! Whodid you call? Christole already gave the first rehearsal. Come!"

In front of the large windows, MinChen turned to Daniel and asked, "Has he finished?"

Daniel nodded, "Yes. You\'ve been onthe phone for a while. Say, Min, who on earth have you been contacting? You werenever like this before!" Daniel seemed to realize something, and his eyeswidened in horror. "God, Min! You\'re not in love with some cute girl, are you?"

Min Chen: ". . ."

"Oh God, it\'s possible. Only lovewould make a person so blind! Only love would change you so much, you coldbastard! Min, quick, tell me. Which lovely lady is it?"

Min Chen\'s cold eyes swept overDaniel, disgusted. He sighed through his nose and gave a muffled reply, "Qi Mu."

"Oh, her name is Qi Mu. That\'s alovely name, just like. . . Hang on a second! Min, who are you talking about?!Qi Mu? Isn\'t that Engelchen\'s name?! Damn, they share the same name? Oh no, whowill give their daughter such a name. . . Don\'t tell me, it\'s really thatlovely Chinese angel?!"

Daniel was so frightened that hisface changed. He thought for a long while then asked tentatively, "Min. . . amI thinking too much? Why are you so concerned about Engelchen lately? Do youwant to bring him into our orchestra?"

Min Chen raised an eyebrow insurprise and repeated his question, "Do you want to bring him into ourorchestra?"

". . ."

Daniel cried, "My God, Min! Youdon\'t want to bring him into the orchestra?! Are you really in love with him?!"

After a moment of impatientsilence, Min Chen walked to the rehearsal hall.

Unfortunately, the talkative agent waswrapped up in the topic and spewed things like: "Min, do you like Engelchen?","Oh no, Engelchen is a man!", "But if you like him, that\'s okay too. Betterthan having no one in your life." and so on.

Daniel concluded his blabberingwith, "Even if you like a man, it\'s better than being alone all your life God,I\'ve never seen you like anyone, even after knowing you for so many years. . .It\'s like Engelchen was sent by God to save you, and the rest of us oppressedby the devil. . . yes. . ."

Daniel\'s words were drowned out bythe man\'s cold, indifferent eyes. He gulped, ". . . Min?"

"Why aren\'t you continuing?" MinChen\'s face was expressionless. He asked in a dull tone, "You think. . . I likehim?"

"Damn it! You dare say you don\'t?!Then why are you so kind to him?! Don\'t think I don\'t know! I heard from Akkad,that stinky old man said you brought chocolate and asked him to take Engelchenas a student!"

This response was beyond Min Chen\'sexpectation. After a pause, he calmly answered, "Qi Mu is a good seedling, andAkkad is a suitable teacher for him."

Daniel was incredulous, "That\'ssomething that should be done by family! Don\'t say you suddenly have a goodheart and want to sow the seed of love to the world. That\'s God\'s business, ithas nothing to do with you demons."

Min Chen frowned and did not reply.

Daniel waved his hand, "Okay, okay.I hope it\'s just me thinking too much. Who told you to hold your phone and waitfor texts every day looking like my niece waiting for her boyfriend to call?I\'ll leave this matter alone. It\'s your private business anyway. Let\'s go andrehearse!"

With that, Daniel hurried into therehearsal hall, but after a few steps, he noticed the man who should have followedwas gone.

Daniel turned and asked, "Hey, Min.What are you doing. . ."

Daniel\'s voice halted.

Under the endless sky, Min Chenstood alone in London\'s dark night, rooted in place. The lips praised by manyfans as the sexiest in the world were pursed tight, and his always coldPhoenix\'s eyes were blank.

Daniel\'s heartbeat spiked, and heunderstood something was happening, but. . . he couldn\'t quite grasp it.

Min Chen tightened his fist untilwell-manicured nails left crescent marks in his palms. After several moments,he dropped his gaze and asked, quietly to himself:

"Really. . . is this so special?"

Translator

(s): Kuro

Editor

(s): Bet