Sabina's eyes locked on her husband's flushed face, and she did not frown at the other party's joke.

Seeing that the other party's face gradually softened, she breathed a sigh of relief, at this time, her pale face was still messy with her long gray hair, where was the empress demeanor on the command platform.

"I'll have to lie down for a while. ”

Grisbeck gasped for a moment before continuing.

With his wife's support, he got out of bed.

A turmoil, both thrilling and dangerous.

Sabina held her husband's still trembling hand, thinking back to all the places they had been today, and she needed to determine the cause of his asthma attack tonight.

In the end, the image in her mind was fixed on a row of flower baskets, and when she and her husband were interviewed by the organizer tonight, the flower baskets in the interview room were all filled with flowers.

Thinking of this, she regretted why she didn't pay more attention at the time, it must have been the pollen allergy that caused Grisbeck's asthma relapse.

Feeling the slight force on the fingers of her husband's left hand, Sabina looked at her husband's gaze,

Griesbeck: "What do you think, dear?"

Sabina looked down on her husband's forehead and asked, "You can't play tomorrow's concert." ”

Grisbeck shook his head and said, "You know, it was the same situation last time in Lisbon, and I got a lot of applause from everyone that day. “

"That was seventeen years ago, Franck. “

Grisbeck's eyes regained some light: "No, you are still as beautiful as when you were younger. ”

But apparently his naughtiness was not ignored by his wife.

"Franck, your right hand is shaking all the time. Sabina's voice was a little louder.

His wife's words seemed to make Gribex feel a little dissatisfied, and his right hand suddenly jumped, and his mouth slowly sang a melody with the beating of his fingers: "Well, re-fa-mi-re-#dol-re-mi-re-mi--......"

Gribex sings the piano melody of the first movement of Rachmaninoff's Piano Concerto No. 3 like a child, as if begging for it, as if it were a reproof.

But it turned out that his fingers couldn't keep up with the rhythm of his mouth at all.

Sabina clenched her husband's hand, and the singing in front of her stopped immediately.

Just as she was about to dissuade her husband again, her ears rang again: "Sabina, I've waited too long for this comeback performance, sometimes I feel like my hands are about to rust when I'm alone at the piano, I've been away from the public stage for too long."

Despite this, Sabina didn't swallow the words that came to her lips: "It's not a good reason, Frank, you can schedule a comeback concert any day in the future"

Grebex sat up suddenly in the face of his wife's resolute eyes, his body as if he had gained new strength, and his cloudy gaze burst out with a more burning look.

"Tomorrow is your 11th anniversary at the helm of the Helsinki Symphony Orchestra, and I hope that on days like this I can sit on stage instead of in the cold auditorium. ”

After a pause, he said with some pleading. 652 Literature Network

"Sabina, let me play one movement, just one movement. ”

...

Later in the evening, after Grisbeck went to sleep, Sabina called her assistant, who quickly arrived on the 21st floor of the hotel, and after some exchange between the two, her assistant nodded and left.

Then Sabina gave the old bartender a second thought, and when the call was answered, she gave him a brief account of what had just happened, and finally she made a little request of her own.

The old bartender on the other end of the line expressed regret for what happened to Gribex, but he was a little puzzled by the request.

The old bartender questioned, "What about the substitute performers provided by the organizers?"

Sabina then told the old bartender that due to Griesbeck's petty nature, the organizers had not arranged a substitute for the last piece.

The old bartender felt amused for a while, but he really couldn't laugh at this time: "Okay, I understand, so I hope you understand a little bit too." ”

"You can invite Qin Jian as a special guest pianist to complete the last piece of tomorrow's concert with your orchestra, but you can't expect him to succeed Griesbeck from a certain movement of the music and continue the performance, you must know that this is not in accordance with our rules, Qin Jian is not a disciple of Griesbeck, he has no obligation to do so, not to mention that his name is not on the organizer's invitation list. ”

Then the old bartender added, "On an occasion like tomorrow, I don't think any famous pianist would want to be a stand-in for Griesbeck, La San is not an ordinary repertoire, and Qin Jian is not an unknown little player in Europe." ”

The old bartender's words showed his attitude, and he could understand that because of her husband's petty nature, she had to find a reliable performer who could complete the second half of the third half of the festival in high quality in the next 17 hours, and this performer had to complete the run-in of the audition rehearsal before the performance.

Under the screening of the above many conditions, Qin Jian is undoubtedly the only candidate with the number of other digits.

If it was just an ordinary piece, the old bartender dared to say that as long as the news was released, even if it appeared as a temporary stand-in for tomorrow's concert, there would be many young pianists who would come to break through the threshold of Sabina.

Having worked with the Helsinki Symphony Orchestra at the Bergen Music Festival's heavyweight concerts, this resume alone is enough to make them worth a lot of money and fame.

But sadly, Rachmaninoff's Piano Concerto No. 3 is such a formidable work.

And the famous pianists who came to the festival this time, as the old bartender called to say, no one would want to be an alternate in Griesbeck.

The arrogant Gribex has always had a bad reputation in the entire European piano circle, and this is not a lie.

Sabina opened her mouth again: "Daniel ,....."

She had been talking for about five or six minutes, and the old bartender was holding the phone and didn't interrupt the other party.

This time, the other party described the things in the room just now in more detail, and the old bartender sighed after listening to it: "What a touching story." ”

For a long time, a sigh.

"It's not entirely impossible. ”

"In this way, you just need to add Qin Jian's name to tomorrow's concert program and give him a separate introduction on the stage, it must be a special guest, and I can communicate the rest for you. ”

The old bartender's words seemed a little unkind, but they just seemed to be, and in the end he added: "Even so, I'm not sure that Qin Jian will accept this matter, after all, he was refused to shake hands not long ago." ”

Not sarcasm, not gloating, the old bartender just said a fact.

"If you can't accept Qin Jian's name behind Frank Griesbeck, then there is no need to talk about it, or you can consider other candidates or change to a different symphony repertoire, anyway, there is still one night. ”