There is a crematorium, I won't say who it is

Xie Wen picked up the leaflet and looked it up and down: "18 to 28 years old, Miss Xiang, I am already over the age."

What's more, this activity is really outrageous for him. Participants have to learn various instruments related to symphony orchestras in Germany, and even conductors have to learn.But Xie Wen doesn't know much about other musical instruments except piano and violin.

"Age is not a problem, you are William, who wouldn't want Master William to participate in their training activities?" Xiang Yin said with his chin propped up, "I know that it would be a waste of money to let you participate in this kind of activities, but it is not completely useless .”

"Semi-closed training, the time is still so long, what's the advantage?" Xie Wen pushed the leaflet back, "It's not that I don't want to help Miss Xiang, but this training is too demanding for me, the Italian Philharmonic Orchestra The tour is not over yet, I have to resign halfway irresponsibly, and with the involvement of many people and things in the Tang family, I can't stay in Germany for training without distraction."

"Listen to me, the number of places in China is relatively small, but everyone participating in this event is an elite who has been selected by thousands of people. They just haven't accumulated popularity yet. In terms of strength, you will definitely not lose your reputation," Xiang Yin explained sincerely, "And the organizers have said that it is a semi-closed training camp, you can leave at any time if you have something to do, these are not problems...the most important thing is the instructor inside."

She leaned against the corner of the table and said mysteriously: "The master of the Schlesinger family is the instructor of the conducting course, so the position is big enough."

"In addition to this, there is Mr. Furtwangler, who is known as a genius conductor in the 20th century, and Japan's Sugiyama Kizawa. Are these not enough?"

This actually gave Xie Wen some surprises. He said thoughtfully: "This event is hosted by Germany itself. Why can so many famous conductors be invited?"

In the past in Italy, Xie Wen visited several master conductors under the recommendation of Xie's father and benefited a lot.It's just that at that time he felt that his skills were still shallow and needed to be sharpened, so he didn't continue his studies later.

The three names mentioned by Xiang Yin are recognizable wherever they are placed. Almost everyone in the industry knows everyone. It is indeed rare to meet.

"Germany's music industry has developed quite well. They are willing to spend money. Of course, we can't waste this good opportunity." There is no way for the Music Association to report a random person to pass the review, and it may even blacklist us."

"Such a good opportunity, why didn't Miss Xiang go?" Xie Wen was a little curious.

The smile on Xiang Yin's face froze, and then he said inexplicably, "I really want to go. Who wants to let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. To be honest, I'm also on the list. But some people don't want me to go. I really can’t make it.”

Seeing that she didn't want to say anything, Xie Wen thoughtfully didn't ask any more questions. He said, "I'll think about this matter carefully, and I'll give you an answer in at least a week."

Xiang Yin obviously breathed a sigh of relief: "You are really my savior, don't worry, after going to Berlin, life is definitely more free than you imagined, even if you leave halfway to join the orchestra, it's okay."

This matter came to an end, and they chatted about other things. Xie Wen was keenly aware that the other party was absent-minded, as if he had something on his mind.

At 01:30 in the afternoon, the two walked out of the restaurant, took a taxi to Xiang Yin, and waved to Xie Wen: "Tell Xian Lu, I will go to see him another day, let's go first."

"Goodbye."

Xie Wen glanced at the fiery red sun in the sky, squinted his eyes slightly, slowly opened the parasol, and walked to Xianlu's studio with the leaflet in his hand.

The place where he could see was covered by the scorching sun, and the sultry air was solidified. Pedestrians walked past him, bringing a gust of hot wind.

Xie Wen bought a Huafu cone at a nearby dessert shop. Thinking of his friend who was still working in the studio, he bought another one before leaving.

The independent small building of Xianlu Studio has a cool breeze. As soon as you enter the door, the reception hall is densely packed with men and women holding cameras. On his face, the flash light instantly turned Xie Wen's whole body pale.

"Eh? It doesn't seem to be Langzhou, you read it wrong."

"Who said this is Langzhou? I thought he was Shen Yuan, okay? How tall is Langzhou?"

"Langzhou definitely has it, but Shen Yuan is not as tall as Langzhou. Besides, my brother is still tall, so don't talk nonsense."

Xie Wen frowned and took a few steps back, avoiding the group of cameras, put away his umbrella, and walked towards the elevator with the Huafu cone, and the whispers of those people rang in his ears.

"Help, but he is so handsome, he looks like a mixed-race model."

"He just glanced at me, those eyes are too affectionate."

"If he didn't dress so plainly, I would have thought he came out of a TV series..."

Until the elevator closed, Xie Wen didn't talk to them, and his face remained calm and expressionless.

Entering the set studio upstairs, there are more staff members around here, a few familiar people are from Xianlu Studio, most of them know Xie Wen, and they politely call him Teacher Xie when they pass by.

Another group of people did not know Xie Wen, and one of the men stopped him when he was about to enter the office: "Sir, are you an employee here?"

"No."

Just after eating a cone, Xie Wen's lips turned red with ice, and the tip of his tongue was also bright red when he spoke, which made that person couldn't help but take a few more glances.

"If not, please wait outside for a while, the filming is going on inside, and the content needs to be kept secret."

Xie Wen raised his eyebrows, and just about to say something, the door inside suddenly opened.

A young man came out and greeted those who stopped him: "Brother Chang, why are you guarding the gate here, why don't you go inside?"

After saying this, the young man looked at Xie Wen again, with a smile on his face: "Brother Xie Wen!"

"Xiao Ye," Xie Wen nodded at him, "to see your brother?"

"I have work today," Xian Ye pointed to the inside, "My boss is filming inside, and of course, my brother is also inside."

"Then I won't bother you, just wait outside."

Xie Wen knew that Xian Ye was working for a boy group, so it was conceivable that the person downstairs who called to take pictures probably also wanted to take some photos for the stars. In Xian Ye's hands: "Your brother is busy, so he probably won't be able to eat it. You should eat it, don't waste it."

"Thank you brother Wen!"

Xian Ye pulled off the transparent plastic cover, took a bite, and called out to him, "Would you like to come in and take a look? A magazine cover is being photographed inside."

At this time, the man next to him gave him a sideways glance: "No, all the members of the men's team are here today, there must be no accidents, what if he leaks the material in advance?"

Xian Ye said, "Then I'll go in and ask."

He returned to the house, and after a minute, he came out and waved to Xie Wen in the distance.

"Come in, my brother and the boss told you to come in."

Xie Wen followed Xian Ye into the house, and the spacious studio of more than 200 square meters was full of people, makeup artists, photographers, various assistants, and managers.

Xian Lu is standing in the center of the studio, holding the camera back and forth to adjust the angle, standing in front of his camera are two handsome guys, wearing the same bathrobe, sitting in the bathtub to take pictures.

Standing outside the camera are six or seven men dressed in different styles, each of which is more handsome than the other.

Xie Wen accurately caught the former movie star that he met that day in the crowd, and the other party seemed to have seen him, and raised his arm to wave to him gently.

"Is this the boy group you're with?"

"Ah, yes, the one who greeted me just now is my boss," Xian Ye excitedly leaned into Xie Wen's ear, "Qi Wangze, have you heard of it?"

"I've heard that the youngest Cannes Best Actor in China...although he won the award ten years ago." Xie Wen replied.

Just as he was talking, Xian Lu in the crowd suddenly raised his hand, turned around and said, "This group is done, let's see the effect."

The two male stars in the bathtub got up and moved their bodies. From a distance, Qi Wangze said something to the people around him, and walked over the staff to Xie Wen.

"Wangze..."

Xian Lu was about to stop him, but when he turned around, he saw that he was trying to talk to his friend, the alarm bell sounded immediately, and he quickly followed him.

"Wait, you two know each other?"

Xian Luheng was between the two, the expression on his face could be described as unbelievable.

"I met once before," Qi Wangze blinked, and asked back, "Mr. Xian, is this Mr. Xie also your friend? It just so happens that I want to borrow him from you."

"No," Xian Lu said bluntly, "he's not going anywhere."

"Don't rush to refuse, just once?" Qi Wangze glanced at Xie Wen with exquisite Ruifeng eyes, with a perfect smile on his face, "It's better to hit the sun than to choose another day, Mr. Xie, please consider my last proposal again. Our group recently held a concert in Tangjia City, and your participation in the performance as a special guest will definitely bring more enthusiasm."

"He doesn't need popularity," Xian Lu refused again for Xie Wen, "If he really wanted to be popular, Xiao Wen would have been famous long ago, so he wouldn't have waited until now."

Xie Wen followed his friend's words and nodded lightly: "Sorry, I'm really not interested in your boy group's concert."

He even forgot which boy group Qi Wangze was from.

"You don't need it," Qi Wangze said intently, "Xie Wen, I searched for you on the Internet. From the day you chose to reveal your real identity, you need popularity to build momentum for you. Don't think about it too much." It’s so complicated, fame can bring you many, many things, and it can push you far in the music industry.”

"Classical music is not the mainstream in contemporary times. Even if it becomes popular again, where can it go?" Xie Wen smiled lightly, "Besides, I don't have the experience of using electronic violins often, so please forgive me for being helpless."

"Don't be so contradictory, in fact, I also learn musical instruments." Qi Wangze raised his eyebrows and made a gesture of playing an accordion. "This is just a possibility of development. Tradition also needs to be integrated with modernity, as long as you are willing to give both of them a chance." , the result will definitely not disappoint you.”

"It's alright, alright, don't try to persuade him," Xian Lu held Qi Wangze's arm, "You and Langzhou still have a set of photos to take, so do you plan to fire the CP?"

"Hey, Mr. Xie..." Qi Wangze was dragged farther and farther away by him, turning around from time to time and said, "Remember to visit our performance after two days of rehearsal. Give it a try then, you won't be disappointed..."

Xie Wen raised his hand to wave goodbye to him, feeling amused in his heart.

What happened recently, one or two came to ask him for help.

Qi Wangze and Xiang Yin offered him olive branches respectively. They either chose to study abroad and seize the opportunity to develop well on the road of conducting, or they chose to stay in China to expand their popularity and use the opportunity to advertise their old line of business. .

In all honesty, both paths are fine, but neither has been taken into consideration.

Xie Wen folded his arms and looked at the men's group and took photos for a while, then a call came to his mobile phone, he was the person in charge of the Philharmonic Orchestra.It is said that Joshua has recovered well during this period and can be discharged from the hospital in good health. It will not be long before the orchestra can continue the next tour.

Since the body is fine, it can indeed be settled.Xie Wen didn't intend to let Joshua go easily. That night, he invited two people in charge of the orchestra to come out to meet and explain the ins and outs of Joshua's provocation.

The head of the orchestra and the coach looked at each other: "Liam, is what you said true?"

"It's absolutely true. Going to check the police records by yourself will probably support what I said," Xie Wen said. "Anyway, this matter needs to be explained to the band members."

"What do you want to do? This matter cannot be made public, otherwise Joshua will no longer be able to work in the orchestra."

After hearing this, Xie Wen asked in disbelief: "Why does such a person still stay in the orchestra? Couldn't there be a better violinist in Rome?"

"Things are not as simple as you think. Over the years, we have spent a lot of money to train Joshua, and there are many people who come to see the show in his name, so..."

"Don't talk about it," Xie Wen interrupted, "Even if he is not expelled, there must be a punishment measure, otherwise how can he have a long memory?"

"William, what do you think is the best solution?"

"If I were you, I'd let him get out of the orchestra," Xie Wen sneered, "Such a person is really not worthy to be the chief of the best orchestra in Italy."

The person in charge furrowed his eyebrows deeply, and retorted: "The tour is not over yet, this kind of idea is simply whimsical. Unless you are willing to become an Italian citizen and take on the chief position."

Having said that, Xie Wen was annoyed by their endless wrangling, and he closed his eyes: "Why do you want me to pay for Joshua's crimes, and sign such a contract with you? If you think about it How to punish him, tell me now."

The two people on the opposite side look at me and I look at you, speechless.

So this short conversation broke up unhappy.

That night, Xie Wen drove back to Huaxie Avenue and stopped at the door of He Rijun Zailai. As soon as he opened the car door, he saw two motorcycles parked in front of him at a speed like the wind.

Looking up, Qi Wangze was wearing a cool black camouflage short-sleeved jacket, plus trousers and boots, took off his helmet and waved to him.

Beside him was a tall and straight young man. They were wearing the same tops, and the helmets were also a combination of red and blue. They looked inexplicably reminiscent of couple outfits.Xie Wen saw this young man following behind Qi Wangze more than once, and every time he didn't speak, he obediently followed behind like a big dog.

"Hi, Mr. Xie."

Xie Wen was not in a good mood, but he still nodded slightly in greeting: "Mr. Qi, how did you find this place?"

"Ask Teacher Xian." Qi Wangze patted the back seat of his motorcycle, "Do you want to go out with me?"

"Forget it, I have something to do today..."

"—Just go and have a look," Qi Wangze continued to persuade, "Going for a drive will make you feel better. If you don't believe me, you can try it."

Xie Wen wanted to refuse again, but couldn't bear the man's repeated invitations, and finally compromised.

"Where to go?"

"Go to the Tang Family Cultural District!"

Qi Wangze pulled him onto his motorcycle, and was about to put the helmet on Xie Wen when he saw a young man on another motorcycle reach out and hold Qi Wangze's wrist in time.

"Brother, let Mr. Xie use mine."

This was the first sentence Xie Wen heard from the young man. He unbuttoned his helmet and put it in his hand.

Qi Wangze was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "I forgot to introduce you, this is my teammate, a member of TheEternal men's team, his name is Langzhou."

Xie Wen greeted the young man, and the other party showed him a sweet smile. For some reason, Xie Wen felt inexplicably hostile.

They galloped at night, riding against the wind to their destination, and after about 10 minutes, they stopped in front of the Tangjia City Gymnasium.

This is the first time for Xie Wen to sit on the back seat of someone else's motorcycle. The familiar night scenes in the past have become a little different in the process of rapidly reversing. Scratching frantically on the side of his ears, his mood did improve a little because of this extreme movement.

The cultural district that Qiwangze mentioned is actually the cultural center of Tangjia City. Unlike Huaxie Avenue, which is famous for its art, it is mostly filled with stadiums, golf courses, bookstores, museums, etc.

The three of them were very eye-catching, so they chose to enter through the back door of the stadium. Qi Wangze walked in the front, greeting people who came and went.

"Are you a native of the Tang family? The employees here seem to know you very well." Xie Wen's voice echoed in the empty corridor.

"Ah, no, this stadium is temporarily occupied by our group. It won't be a concert in a few days. Those were all our people just now."

They stepped up the small spiral staircase and climbed to the entrance of the stadium. There was a huge stage in the spacious and bright venue. The deafening heavy metal sound hit the ground through the sound. As they walked in, Xie Wen's heart beat rhythmically. Shake up.

"Ever heard of rock and roll?"

Qi Wangze slipped out an electric guitar from nowhere and put it on Xie Wen's neck, pulling his hand onto it.

"Try, they are all stringed instruments, you should learn them quickly."

Xie Wen tried to dial the dial, and the stage connected to the audio system burst out with electronic grainy metal sounds, as if connected to a current, rising from the floor to the chest cavity, and then to the limbs.

"Yes, that's how it feels," Qi Wangze persuasively said, "You only need to step on the beat and dial the beat, and then you can shake with the music. How about it, isn't it great?"

It is indeed a completely different concept from the classical music that Xie Wen has been in contact with. Compared with the elegant and slow lyricism, the electric guitar is more like breaking through a gap and allowing the performers to vent freely.

"It feels pretty good," Xie Wen smiled, "I can consider the proposal you mentioned."

Qi Wangze gave him an OK gesture, and mouthed: Don't go back on your word.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the music activity center diagonally opposite the city gymnasium ended the last evening class. The students who came to the class came out with their bags, and a black car was parked by the side of the road.

Jiang Zhiye turned off the fire, looked at the endless stream of people, and his eyes fell on the entrance of the city gymnasium.

The phone call was still in progress, and Xue Wei's voice sounded in the quiet space.

"Mr. Jiang, Mr. Xie did come to the gymnasium with those two people."

Jiang Zhiye didn't answer, and leaned back slightly on the driver's seat, as if thinking about something.

After all the students in the evening class had dispersed and the traffic on the street gradually decreased, he lowered the car window, lit a cigarette, and held it in his mouth.

The smog covered the sight, and the night became hazy and blurred.

He saw Xie Wen coming out of the side door on the side of the gymnasium, followed by a man on a motorcycle, and the two of them chatted as they walked, looking very familiar.

Jiang Zhiye squinted his eyes, staring closely at the strange man, a little dangerous.

He raised his hand and continued to call Xue Wei back. After finishing his cigarette, he put one in his mouth.

"Check it out, who brought him here."

Jiang Zhiye's voice was very hoarse, revealing an unpredictable mystery.

"Send me all the information."

After hanging up the phone, he breathed a sigh of relief, thinking in his heart, let go.

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Σ(っ°Д°;)っWait a minute, Mr. Jiang, this is not a car for people and wives, this is a car for sick and delicate people!

Yesterday, I finished this chapter too slowly. Although I wrote [-] words, I didn’t finish it until Mr. Jiang appeared, so I decided to post it until today.

This chapter makes up for yesterday's.

Although it is said to be friends, it is actually impossible. After all, Mr. Jiang's secret in chasing his wife is to stalk and pursue hard!

In addition, it suddenly occurred to me that the Langzhou that appeared in this chapter (the tall young man who has been riding a motorcycle with Xiao Qi) actually had a relationship with Mr. Jiang later, probably in a certain chapter of the New Year episode, Xie Wen made a violin , and then Langzhou and Mr. Jiang went to grab it at the same time. In the end, I won’t spoil the spoiler. If you are interested, you can go to the author’s column "Competition". The author of Chapter 60 of this article has something to say (no intention to advertise Orz, But there is no charge, it’s free!!

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