Messerine had just gotten Jiang Chao's tune, and before she could take a look, she was interrupted by the ringing of the phone.

Before Maitherine could take out her phone from her bag, her expression became helpless: "I guess it must be my aunt." When she took out her phone, she looked at it, and she picked it up helplessly, then said a few words in German and hung up the phone.

Jiang Chao and Judy glanced at each other.

Messerine said embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, I think I'll have to go back." If I don't go back, my aunt will be furious! Alas, menopausal women are terrible! I hope I won't become like that in the future!"

Jiang Chao and Judy couldn't help but laugh when they heard Messerine tease their own aunt so unscrupulously.

With Jiang Chao's score in her hand, Maitherine hesitated for a moment and asked, "Can I take this score with me?" I think I can take a look at it later when I go back." ”

Jiang Chao smiled and said, "Of course you can." ”

Messerine nodded, but her bag was too small to fit the score, so she held it in her hand. The three of them beat and sent Maitherine back to the hotel first, while Jiang Chao and Judy walked back from Maitherine's hotel.

On the way back, Jiang Chao and Judy both felt that they were closer to each other. In Jiang Chao's view, being together is just the beginning, and feelings continue to sublimate in little things. Judy was very happy, because Jiang Chao was willing to introduce himself to his friend, which showed that he could never be just playing with himself.

……

When Matherine returned to her hotel suite, her aunt was already waiting for her in the living room. Waiting for her is Mr. Rondo, the conductor of the concert the day after tomorrow.

Rondo is a serious man, and before he plays, he likes to mingle with the pianists and the various principal musicians of the symphony orchestra. This is a habit that he has not changed for many years, just as he insists on getting up two hours earlier every day to read the score, which is already a habit that goes deep into the bone marrow. This kind of rigor and persistence is also one of the reasons why he is a well-known figure in the conducting world today.

At this point, Rondo had already spoken to the band's principals. Now only Mercelyn remains, a young pianist she has never worked with before. Knowing what Rondo was about, Maitherine said with some embarrassment, "I've just gone out with a friend." ”

Rondo was a little surprised, "Does Miss Mercelyn have any friends in China?"

Maitherine's agent's aunt said, "I guess you know each other, too. It is the Chinese who won the gold medal in the last German Prize, Jiang Chao. ”

Mertherine nodded, as a supplement to her aunt's words.

Rondo's eyes lit up suddenly: "Jiang Chao? Oh! Is that genius? I talked to Mr. Ozawa before, and he said that Jiang Chao's performance has a unique vitality and full of infectiousness! To be honest, I really want to work with him once. ”

Maitherine smiled lightly and said, "I believe there will be a chance!"

Rondo nodded, not going to dwell too much on the subject, and said, "Let's get started." By the way, you have a score here, right? Let's put it next to you, and I'd like to hear your thoughts on those free rhythms of the day after tomorrow. ”

Messerine nodded, and then said with some embarrassment, "Then you need to wait for me a little longer! ”

Rondo nodded, "Okay." ”

Maitherine casually put Jiang Chao's score on the coffee table. Rondo had long noticed the thing in Mertherine's hand, which looked like sheet music, and was curious, but it was not good to ask questions just now, and when he saw this, he couldn't help asking, "What is this?"

Maitherine was stunned for a moment, then raised the score in her hand: "Are you talking about this?"

Rondo nodded.

Mertherine smiled and replied, "It's a sheet music." ”

Rondo's curiosity was even greater: "Score?"

Maitherine said, "It was written by Jiang Chao, huh...... Piano Concerto in D major. ”

Rondo asked, "Mind if I take a look?"

Maitherine thought about it, Jiang Chao shouldn't have any opinion on this, so she nodded: "Yes." ”

Rondo took the score from Merceline's hand and leaned back on the couch and flipped it up. Seeing this, Maitherine smiled and said, "Then please wait a little longer!" and then got up and prepared to go back to her room to find her score. Matherine's aunt was bored of staying here, so she offered to go in and help Matherine find her.

At this point, Rondo was the only one left in the living room. Originally, he was just curious, and when he thought of the current situation of the composition world in China, he did not have any special expectations for this score. But Jiang Chao has just won the gold medal in the German Prize for four byes, and he is very famous in the serious music industry at this time, so I also want to see what kind of music this Jiang Chao can make.

Rondo started with a quick flip through the score, and in less than a few minutes he read through the score, then nodded slightly. At this point, he didn't look at the melodic harmonies in detail, but skimmed through the texture in general. At this time, his expression was already a little bright, this concerto is very complete in structure, divided into three movements, in terms of form, very standardized. Just looking at the structure, there is nothing to find fault with this score, regardless of the melody, even if you take it out right now, you can play it directly.

Thinking of this, Rondo turned to the first page again, this time he did not turn quickly, his eyes lingered on the first page for a long time, and his expression gradually became surprised. Like many geniuses, Rondo also has the ability to translate musical scores into music, looking at the tadpoles on the staff, Rondo also has a corresponding voice in his head, and he can't help but squint his eyes slightly, carefully studying each passage.

After a while, Maitherine had already come out with her aunt with the sheet music. But when the two of them saw Rondo with a serious expression, they were very interested in not making a sound. The aunt and nephew glanced at each other and sat down quietly on the sofa.

Of course, Rondo knew that the Messerines were out. But at this time, he was attracted by the score and didn't want to interrupt his thoughts, but out of politeness, he still put down the score and asked, "I take the liberty of asking, Miss Merceline, is this score really written by Jiang Chao?"

Messerine hesitated: "Hmm...... He gave it to me. ”

Rondo asked again, "Have you seen it?"

Messerine's expression also became curious, "Not yet." So, Mr. Rondo, what do you think of this score?"

Rondo was silent for a moment, then said seriously, "I haven't had time to finish reading it yet." But for the first few sections of the first movement, I can only say that I am amazed. If I had to describe it in one word, it would be good!"

Maitherine and her aunt looked at each other, and both saw the surprise from the other. Rondo's "good" cannot be taken literally. Since the day of the symphony, countless composers, known and unknown, have written countless pieces, but in the end, only so many have survived. Most of the works have disappeared into history, and the reason is that they are not so "good"!

How did the classics come about? They developed from "good sounds".

If it's good, it means that there are a lot of listeners who like it and will buy it, so within a year or two there will be a lot of orchestras playing. But at this time, you may not realize that a certain song that was "good" at that time may become a classic in the future. But if more than a decade or even a few decades have passed, and there are new orchestras that continue to play that piece, people will realize that this is a classic piece.

Rondo said very seriously: "If this piece is really Jiang Chao's original...... With his understanding of music, perhaps he is expected to become a young man of world-renowned composers. ”