Time always flies, and every practice always feels like it's not enough, and I wish I could get more time, and give myself more time to practice, so that I can have enough time to get better.

Everyone thinks so, whether it's ordinary people or those top gods.

On the day of the Fu tune performance, the same is true of the Fu tune.

Obviously, he had been prepared before, and even said that he had played in Warsaw several times, and even the general concert had been held twice, but when he came to this stop in Berlin, Fu Tiao actually felt nervous again before taking the stage, and even wondered if he had something wrong with him, or if he had missed something.

He sat on the bed in the hotel in a daze, looking up at the ceiling above his head, and his head kept going over the work he was going to play later, and for a long time he couldn't get out of it, just thinking about it over and over again.

Until there was a sudden knock on the door.

Knock Knock......

"Dior, are you awake?" Taylor's voice came from outside the house.

Obviously, he is a professor at the Berlin University of the Arts, but I always feel that the relationship between him and Fu Tiao is not the relationship between superiors and subordinates, or the relationship between teachers and students, there is a clear relationship between high and low.

The communication between him and Fu Diao is more like an exchange between peers, and there is not much estrangement.

Of course, because he is slightly older than Fu Diao, the two still have a little bit of old and young dignity when they talk.

Fu Tiao rubbed his head, got up from the bed, and responded, "Wake up, please wait a little." ”

With that, he put the clothes on himself casually, walked to the edge of the pool and splashed his face with water, and after sobering himself up a little, he wiped his head twice with his wet hands stained with water, and after making a simple look for his scattered hair, he got up and opened the door.

Taylor was standing outside, and when he saw Fu Tune open the door, he immediately nodded slightly at him: "Do you want to go now?" It's 9 o'clock in the morning, and if we go to the concert hall, we can go and sit in it and listen to their rehearsals, or we can wait a little longer in the hotel and wait for the evening, anyway, there is more time, and the distance between where we live and the concert hall is not particularly far. ”

"Then ...... Let's go down for breakfast first? Fu Tiao looked at Taylor and asked, "Don't worry, even if you listen to their rehearsals in the past, I remember that Christine said before that the rehearsal may have to wait until ten o'clock in the morning for the first batch of people to come, and now it's only nine o'clock." ”

"Oh yes, I forgot about it." Taylor slapped his head and smiled awkwardly: "Then let's go downstairs for breakfast first, I've been waiting for a long time today, and I can't wait to hear about your collaboration with the Berliner Philharmoniker!" Especially with Sir Simon. ”

With that, he let go of the door, and after Fu turned around and cleaned up again, the two went downstairs directly to prepare for breakfast.

They live very close to the Berliner Philharmonie, about a few minutes away.

It sounded like they were in the middle of the city, just like the Sony Center they went to when they first came to Berlin.

But in reality, they live in a very quiet place, with few people passing by, making it one of the quietest in the downtown area of Postin.

After all......

The German Ministry of Defense is right outside, and at the end of the road is the Tiergarten Forest, where the four or five storey trees are lush and green, keeping all the noise out of the forest.

Fu Diao ate a little casually, put down the bread in his hand, and looked at the extremely quiet street outside the house with his coffee, and his heart gradually calmed down a lot.

Until a fat man carrying a week's worth of food walked outside the house, Fu Tiao couldn't help but turn his head to look at Taylor, and said with a smile: "I remember that you have been saying that there are very few sunny days and many cloudy days in Germany, and there can be sunny days at most a hundred days a year, but now it doesn't seem to be the same thing." ”

"That's because it's autumn, and the spring, summer and autumn in Germany are very short, so if you stay in this place longer, you'll know......"

Taylor raised his hand and glanced at the date, and complained: "It's winter time now, it's barely acceptable these days, wait a few days, wait until December, no, even live here for another week or so, you will know what winter hell is!" ”

"Winter hell?" Fu took a sip of coffee and couldn't help but wonder: "Why is it called Winter Hell?" ”

"At nine o'clock in the morning, the sun has just come out, and at three or four o'clock in the afternoon, there is no longer any sunshine in the sky, not to mention that the sunny days in winter are scarce for the time being, and the sun is less than eight hours a day, even if it shines on your body, you can't feel any warmth, maybe it's a little fresh for the first time, but after staying for a long time, your mood will become extremely bad, and even make you depressed."

Taylor picked up a loaf of bread, broke it with his hands, stuffed a piece of butter into it, stuffed a little lettuce leaf and meat slices, flattened it and bit off most of it, he looked at Fu Tuo, chewing his cheeks and said slowly.

"Every year there are more depressed people in Germany than you think, they don't see the sun, their work is not rewarded, they don't have any entertainment facilities, and the biggest entertainment is chatting and drinking, and smoking a stuffy cigarette by yourself outside the house...... If it weren't for the fact that there were a lot of holidays in the winter that allowed me to go abroad to bask in the sun, and that winter tours in various places would have started at that time, I would have been as depressed as those people. ”

"It does sound a little uncomfortable." Fu Tiao nodded thoughtfully, drank the last bit of coffee in the cup, and smiled at Taylor: "Anyway, you and I complained that Germany is so bad, aren't you afraid that I will go directly to the beautiful country?" ”

Taylor shook his head: "It doesn't matter if you run away, anyway, even if I trick you into studying, if you look back and find that life in Germany is too boring, you will also run, my work is done, introduce you to Berlin, let those professors meet you more, and the rest has nothing to do with me." ”

With that, he swallowed the last piece of bread into his belly, clapped his hands, shook the crumbs on his hands to the ground, and got up and said: "It's a pity, I originally wanted to come to the Hans Eisler Academy in Berlin, but unfortunately because you seem to be very interested in jazz and don't like those schools that don't have jazz, I will refuse there, otherwise I can earn an extra agency fee." ”

"Oh? So you can call it now, too? Anyway, I won't choose to go back. ”

"That's not good, the most important thing to be a man is integrity, so I won't do this."

Taylor said, putting his hat on his head, raising an eyebrow at Fu Tiao, "Let's go, let's go to the concert hall." ”

"Okay."

Fu Tiao also got up and clapped his hands, he didn't have a hat, so he just followed Taylor's back and walked outside.

He stood in the doorway, glanced at the sun overhead, had never experienced it, and it was hard to imagine that there were only five or six hours of sunshine a day, or even less, so he could only snort twice and turn right to the road next to the hotel.

Perhaps because this place is not a road after all, and there are no attractions, this road leading to the Berlin Philharmonic is sparsely populated, and there are no pedestrians at all except for the wrong vehicle making a U-turn and temporary parking.

However, when the two of them reached the huge square near the Berlin Philharmoniker, everything quickly changed, and a group of people gradually gathered at the door of the concert hall, as if discussing something.

Around the concert hall, there are many posters of Fu tunes, and the most important performance of the week is Fu tunes' concert today, so many posters are placed at the door of the concert hall.

Whether it's a standing sign or a poster on the wall.

And that group of people just laughed and chatted around Fu Tune's poster.

The food truck on the small lawn in front of the concert hall also began to get busy, and from time to time someone brought a sausage or beer from it, and chatted while eating.

Before the concert had even begun, a large group of people who had nothing to do had come to the concert hall were ready to catch Fu Tune, to see if there was a chance to catch Fu Tune, or any other top master.

For example, Sir Simon, or the principal of the various voices in the Berliner Philharmoniker.

After all, this place is home to top orchestras, and everyone will definitely come to the concert hall for rehearsals anyway, and it is the most convenient place to catch someone at the door and ask for autographs.

You can think of this place as the entrance to the Oriental Theater in Hollywood, or the place where a whole bunch of celebrities come and walk the red carpet when certain movies open.

This is a must-visit place, whether you're a Fu or Sir Simon, if you come to a concert and you're going to be caught.

Unless you come very early, or come very late, it's not the time for those people to concentrate.

Fu Diao and Taylor on the side glanced at each other, nodded slightly, and walked directly to the concert hall without any hesitation, covering their faces with their clothes a little, and before everyone could react, they went directly into the concert hall.

When they entered the concert hall, they were about to say something, when they suddenly found Sir Simon standing in front of them.

Sir Simon glanced at the crowd gathered outside the room, and then at Fu Tuo, who had just entered the concert hall, and couldn't help but smile easily: "Dior, you come in." ”

"Well, it's a bit too much ...... people outside"

"It's normal for there to be a lot of people outside, I heard Christine say that tonight's tickets were all sold out on the first night, such a hot scene, it is normal to have so many talents, if there are few people, it will seem strange."

After that, he didn't know what he thought, shook his head slightly, and said to Taylor on the side: "Taylor, you know the way, you take Fu Tune to the backstage of the Berlin Philharmonic Concert Hall, and then take him to the waiting room for pianists." ”

"Okay."

Taylor nodded slightly, smiled at Fu Tiao, and said, "Come on, follow me to this side, let's go backstage, and wait for the evening concert to start." ”

"Okay."

Without any hesitation, Fu followed Taylor directly to the piano room backstage of the Berlin Philharmonic, took out his score, and prepared for tonight's performance.

And Taylor waited for Fu to finish shopping, and did not leave immediately, but returned to Sir Simon's side, watching Sir Simon sit on a chair and look at the figure in the distance, and couldn't help but smile.

"Sir Simon, what are you worried about?"

"It's nothing, it's just feeling...... After I leave, the Berliner Philharmoniker may not be very compatible with the next conductor, and I wonder if the Berliner Philharmoniker will be able to continue its current glory. ”

Sir Simon looked into the distance in amazement, and then sighed deeply.

"Nelson and Tieleman are very fierce, in the Berlin orchestra all of them have a support rating of about 50%, no matter how many times they are selected, there is no change, I and the manager They discussed for a long time before finally deciding on Kirill, Kirill he ...... He is very talented, he has always given a very high enthusiasm for modernist works, and I like his interpretation of modernist works, but ...... After all, we are still a classical orchestra, an old German classical orchestra. ”

"In order not to offend either of the two sides, it was decided to offend both sides, Sir Simon, your operation is also visible to the naked eye." When Taylor heard it, he couldn't help laughing, but there was no mockery in it, just a little emotion: "Kirill, he can only say it's okay, but compared with Nelsons and Thieleman, it still feels a lot worse, but you can be satisfied, after all, you are the boss." ”

Sir Simon is a bit old, although his sense of music is still there, and even when he conducts, his interpretation of music is still in place, but the influence of age on him is still relatively heavy, and often makes him make some wrong decisions.

"It doesn't matter, after I take off the burden of the Berliner Philharmoniker, I will go to the London Symphony Orchestra, stay for about five years to relieve a little, and when London is over, I should go to other places and go around, there are already some big orchestras contacting me, and the specific arrangement has not yet been decided."

"When you step down as the principal of the Berliner Philharmoniker in the year of fighting, Sir Simon, you have made a great determination."

"When the year of the fight? I'm in my sixties, I'm already retired, and you still want me to work as hard as before? You better let me go, I'll quit after another three years on my side, I just hope that Kirill can make the Berliner Philharmoniker develop better, as for the rest, it has nothing to do with me. ”

With that, Sir Simon got up, rubbed his shoulder, glanced at the crowd gathering outside the concert hall, shook his head, and returned to the conductor's preparation room, where he continued to prepare for the evening.

Previously, he wanted to sign a contract with Fu Tune, to see if he could sign Fu Tune as a guest pianist of the Berliner Philharmoniker, and play with the Berliner Philharmoniker a few times a year.

After all, when you listen to the rehearsal, you can completely hear it, and there is no way to hide the talent in Fu tune's music, it is simply like a miracle.

But Simon, for his part, doesn't have complete trust in Kirill, he just feels that Kirill is okay and can barely calm the anger of the other two candidates' supporters, and that's it.

If he signs a contract, he will normally sign a contract for five years, and he will be able to take the team to play with Fu Tune normally in these three years, but what about after he hands over all the tasks to Kirill in a few years?

Will Kirill be able to fully display the characteristics of Fu?

He didn't know it, and he didn't expect much from it.

After all, as he said, Kirill's specialty lies in modern compositions, and he likes to expand the band's repertoire and expose the band to something new.

This is not a disadvantage, but I am afraid that he will be exposed to too many new things and forget about the Berliner Philharmoniker at all.

That's a big problem......

Sir Simon went back to his room to prepare, and Fu Tune was also in his little piano room, while the rest of the orchestra had their final exchanges in their respective rooms, waiting for Fu to appear this evening.

As the minutes ticked by, everyone ate a bread sandwich buffet together at the backstage at noon, and then returned to their own area until about seven o'clock in the evening.

At about half past five, when it was already completely dark, the spotlights around the Berliner Philharmoniker immediately lit up and shone on the orange-yellow façade, and the whole concert hall was illuminated with great brilliance.

Under this golden concert hall, there are dense crowds of people pouring in from all directions, and everyone surrounds this concert hall and checks in turn.

Unlike the usual smooth procession, today's Berliner Philharmoniker even has some scenes that can only be seen in China, and there are still people outside the concert hall who collect tickets at high prices, as well as "low-cost tickets", which is a bit outrageous.

However, these people did not affect the basic order of the concert hall, and everyone quietly lined up, entered the concert hall one by one, and according to the guidance of the signs on the ground and in the sky, shuttled through the various mezzanines, came to the door closest to their position, entered it, and walked to their place.

The auditorium, which surrounded the stage like a grapevine, gradually overgrown with grapes, and everyone sat in their seats, whispering excitedly, waiting for the band to appear.

The minutes ticked by until 7:15 p.m., when the doors on either side of the stage opened, the Berliner Philharmoniker took their seats with their instruments, and the principal violinist, Noah Bendix-Balgley, got up and went to the piano, which had just risen from the floor, and pressed standard note A.

A long roar, like a phoenix, resonated with the white bird.

The sound of the instrumental ensemble blends in the concert hall and then slowly decreases.

The sound dissipated, the lights dimmed, and the door to the back of the stage opened again.

Everyone immediately understood something, and applause rang out instantly.

Fu Tiao and Sir Simon stood at the back of the stage, listening to the applause in their ears, and couldn't help but laugh at the same time.

Sir Simon looked at Fu Tune behind him, stretched out his hand towards the stage, and spoke to Fu Tune.

"Dior, let's go, let's go on stage, this is your stage, play hard, burn yourself."

"Of course!"

Fu Tiao rubbed his hands, smiled kindly at Sir Simon, and without hesitation, stepped out to the applause of the crowd, and from the slightly dim waiting room at the back of the stage, stood under the spotlight next to the piano, and bowed slightly to everyone.

(End of chapter)