After saying goodbye to Ricardo Muti, Zhuo Yang walked out of the Teatro Mayoria in Florence, picked a random direction outside the gate, and walked away.

Although it is still the height of summer, the sunny day in Italy today is not scorching at all, and the sun seems to carry a little smell of the sea, sprinkled on the arms and cheeks, like the caress of lovers. The breeze from the Mediterranean Sea seemed to tease the world, and Zhuo Yang walked aimlessly in the light of the wind.

Tomorrow is the last day of August, and the Serie A season starts a little late, with AC Milan opening the season at the San Siro tomorrow evening, against Bologna in the first round.

September is the beginning of the school year, and new and old students from every university are returning to campus on both days. Today is the team's rest day, Zhuo Yang originally planned to go back to the Hannover University of Music today to see if he can do something for the younger students, the professors don't like to mess around, but the mentor Mr. Norman asked him to come to Florence to visit Mr. Muty.

I have been in Milan for two years since I came to Hannover, and I left two years ago because of creative limitations. In order to broaden his horizons, in order to see more scenery, meet more people and more things, travel for music, read thousands of books and travel thousands of miles, Zhuo Yang left Hanover and Madiburg.

But two years have passed in a hurry, and it cannot be said that there is no progress, but Zhuo Yang has never been able to make a real breakthrough in creation, and he has not given birth to a piece of music of his own.

In the past two years, Zhuo Yang has accumulated many etudes, some of which are of quite high quality, and the professors have praised them. If Zhuo Yang can become an admirable piano master after many years, those few etudes will rise and follow for generations. If Zhuo Yang couldn't, then they would be little known, and they would slowly disappear, as if they had never existed.

The etude is just a mixture of various playing techniques and moods, which can be long or short, and does not emphasize the layout, and is not a complete movement. is like a writer who is growing and tempering, using imitation and reference, and even plagiarism, to pile up a piece of chicken soup and seasonality.

If Lu Xun didn't have "The True Story of Ah Q" and "Diary of a Madman", the world would not know that he still had many spicy essays, and there would be no Lu Xun in the world, only a teacher named Zhou Shuren.

Zhuo Yang needs a breakthrough in his feelings and perceptions, a deep touch of the world around him and even the universe, and he needs this change to bring him an irrepressible creative impulse again and again.

Zhuo Yang wants to create music from the soul, and that is the music that truly belongs to him.

However, two years have passed, Zhuo Yang has never been able to find a breakthrough point of inspiration, and the colorful buds in the garden have never met the last ray of sunshine that can make them bloom.

Zhuo Yang often talked about his troubles in front of his mentor Professor Norman, and Carl Norman was helpless about it, more than two years ago he suggested that Zhuo Yang go out of Hanover, at that time Professor Norman did not expect that Zhuo Yang was still in the belly but still no works came out, so there should be one or two jerky and slightly childish tunes.

So Norman remembered Ricardo Muti.

The 67-year-old Ricardo Muti is one of Italy's most famous conductors and composers, and is currently the chief conductor of the Chamber Orchestra of the Opéra Mayoria in Florence, as well as the honorary conductor of several opera houses and orchestras in France, Italy and Oresi.

Mr. Muti studied at the Milan Conservatory as a young man and traveled to the European classical music scene after graduation. When he began to try to create, he also encountered Zhuo Yang's current predicament. For ten years, Mr. Muti was unable to compose a piece of music that satisfied him, and he racked his brains to find a teacher and a friend.

At the age of 38, Mr. Muti suddenly had an enlightenment, and in a year and a half, he composed ten high-quality pieces in a row, covering a wide range of styles, and successfully established himself among the leading contemporary composers, which became a great story in the classical music scene.

Ricardo Muti's experience may give Zhuo Yang a little inspiration in distress. Professor Norman was a close friend of his, and when he was contacted by phone, he learned that he had recently been stationed at the Mayflower Opera, so he immediately pulled this line for his students. Let Zhuo Yang visit him to see if he can get some guidance and reference.

After receiving the news yesterday, Zhuo Yang was full of anticipation for this meeting with the master, much like the excitement when he learned that he was going to meet famous stars like Sforza and Klose the next day when he was still in the third division of Madiburg a few years ago. However, after meeting Mr. Mutey, he humbly asked for advice, but Zhuo Yang was a little disappointed, far less than competing with Sforza and Klose in the German FA Cup that year.

Ricardo Muti is elegant and humble and approachable, but he is not very talkative, he is even a little wooden, and the communication between the two is completely guided by Zhuo Yang, otherwise he will fall into an awkward cold field. Mr. Muti couldn't say a reason for his experience back then, and talked about it on and off for a long time, and the core idea was actually just one word - wait!

Let Zhuo Yang wait patiently, he has been waiting for ten years, Zhuo Yang is only 23 years old, and then continue to wait, and wait until the day when the water is ripe.

Other than that, Mr. Muti didn't give any advice, and it seemed that the trip was in vain. The communication that was originally planned for a whole day quickly became boring, and Zhuo Yang could no longer find any topics when it was close to noon. After politely inviting Muti to lunch—it stands to reason that Zhuo Yang was a guest, and it should be Muti who invited him—and Zhuo Yang took his leave as relieved.

The scheduled flight back to Milan is around 5 p.m. with an air minibus from Milan to Hannover to Stockholm. There was nothing wrong with returning to Milan, and Zhuo Yang did not go to change the ticket in advance. He liked the city of Florence, so he took advantage of the rare afternoon leisure and took a leisurely stroll.

In addition to the two away league games, Zhuo Yang had also been to Fei Lengcui twice before today, once last spring when he was dragged by his niece Fia Mehta to see a Renaissance painting exhibition at the Uffizi Gallery, which was not interesting. On that day, Fiametta tried to stay in Florence for the night, which was her cute and cunning purpose, but in the end she was deceived by Zhuo Yang's clever words and boarded the train back to Milan.

Another time was last autumn, when Zhuo Yang made a special trip to his own Left Bank branch of Piazzale Michelangelo here alone to admire the fantastic flower lane opposite. Autumn is the most colorful season, Zhuo Yang likes autumn, and he also likes the flower alley, he sat there quietly and watched for an afternoon.

After walking through the Cathedral of Santa Maria del Fiore and the quiet and elegant Palazzo Pitti Boboli Gardens, although it was not yet autumn, Zhuo Yang decided to go to Piazzale Michelangelo and see the enchanting flower alley.