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When I opened the music newspaper news in Vienna the next day, I could see Sarah's angry expression.

Her beautiful long black hair glistened in the sun, her eyes stared fiercely, and she angrily scolded Ferris for being rich and unkind.

Even the headline of the news directly quoted her words——

Fliss, ruined instrument, sinner of art!

Such news caused an uproar in Vienna, which loves music.

Sarah's reprimand won the support of many musicians, and countless musicians who did not want to be named said: Musical instruments are our lives, and Friese's approach is outrageous.

Of course, this "support" was written in the newspapers.

Zhong Ying flipped through the music newspaper and was amazed at the efficiency of the reporters.

Not only did they add a photo of Sarah, but they also listed photos of the Tang Dynasty pipa, explaining in detail what this great and historic instrument will encounter in the hands of Fries.

Beside him, Bob, the head of the Austrian Art Orchestra, waved a newspaper in a collapsed state, and said in pain:

"Sarah, Fliss is our orchestra's financial provider after all. You should look at the occasion and be more tactful when you speak."

"I'm not wrong!" Sarah retorted loudly. "Fliss is a jerk!"

As she spoke, she looked at Zhong Ying, asking for support, "Xiao Ying, tell me, how precious is that pipa?"

Zhong Ying put away the newspaper and immediately replied: "It is a plucked stringed instrument made in the Tang Dynasty and has a history of more than 1000 years."

"Over a thousand years, Bob."

Sarah's voice was heartbroken, "The Viot violin sold for 2000 million US dollars, and it is only an instrument from 1741, which is less than 300 years old. 1000 years, Bob!"

Bob felt sorry for the musical instrument, and at the same time he felt sorry for the benefactor, and compromised tangledly: "Okay, 1000 years! Damn 1000 years!"

"I don't care, let Fliss deal with those annoying reporters."

After the group leader left, Zhong Ying quietly took the newspaper and asked curiously, "Sister Zhang, what do you think Ferris will do?"

Sarah replied, "Who knows? Maybe he'll have a press conference."

As it turned out, Sarah really knew Fries very well.

On the night when the Le Bao newspaper was released, the wealthy businessman held a grand press conference and appeared on the stage in person as if putting on a show.

"Friends, I don't know what Sarah has misunderstood me..."

He looked solemn and said sadly, "But I promise, I'm not some villain with too much money to burn, I'm a good person."

"I took pictures of the pipa not to destroy it, but to make my due contribution to the upcoming anniversary of the liberation of Mauthausen concentration camp."

"Whether I am a Jew or an Austrian, I will always remember this great and lucky day."

"So, I will invite the best orchestra in Austria to use this Tang Dynasty pipa to play a mourning song for the 76th anniversary of the liberation of the concentration camp."

Fliss' words were printed in the newspaper intact, as if it was a conversation between him and Sarah.

Zhong Ying opened the Austrian music newspaper, just like watching an Austrian serial drama, which is constantly exciting and connected to the plot.

"Why did he play the lute for the liberation of concentration camps?"

Zhong Ying was very surprised and asked the master, "Is he a folk music lover?"

"Maybe it's just an excuse for him." Fan Chengyun flipped through the newspaper. He had been trying to find a way to contact Fliss again, but the businessman seemed to know that he would seek other ways, so he completely rejected all the meetings.

Discussions about the Mauthausen concentration camp in the newspaper far surpassed that of Tang Dynasty pipas.

Because that is the historical pain of the Austrians, more than 20 Jews and homeless people were brutally arrested, and most of them lost their lives.

Whether it is commemorating liberation or revisiting old events, there is sadness and pain.

He sighed and put down the newspaper, looking at Zhong Ying.

"This person's thinking cannot be deduced with common sense. I even think that he may not know me, so he said that he heard me hold a concert in Japan."

Zhong Ying thinks so too.

Because Master has not held a concert in Japan, Fliss is very sure.

Zhong Ying and Fan Chengyun no longer expected to get news from Fliss.

But Sarah was so happy that she called them.

"Great, Fliss really changed his mind."

She promised, "As long as he sends the pipa to the orchestra, I will notify the two of you immediately."

Sarah's tone was very optimistic, but Zhong Ying felt that things would not be so easy.

There is no doubt that the best orchestra in Austria must be the Art Orchestra.

But Ferris's attitude is not like a philanthropist who plays cards according to common sense.

Sure enough, on the fourth day, Zhong Ying opened the music newspaper again and saw the follow-up of the Vienna series.

Fries and the head of "the most outstanding orchestra in Austria - Vienna Spring" shook hands cordially.

The photo was clearly and clearly published in the newspaper, and he also wrote his ardent expectation that he told the Vienna Spring to select suitable players for the lute.

Before Zhong Ying finished reading the newspaper, he heard Sarah's high-pitched roar——

"That's impossible!"

Sarah questioned loudly, "The Vienna Spring is just a small orchestra that has been established for 40 years. Why is it called the greatest orchestra in Austria?!"

Bob was equally angry, "I just said you don't offend Ferris! He must have a grudge and did this on purpose. This is an insult to us!"

The words of the two heads were instantly recognized by all the rehearsal members.

"Director, we can't stand Fliss' indiscriminate praise. The Art Orchestra is the best orchestra in Austria."

"I'm going to duel with the Vienna Spring! Their violinist was once my defeated opponent, how could he be better than me."

"You know, when the Vienna Spring invited me, I didn't even look at it. I don't allow them to call themselves the best orchestra in Austria!"

Zhong Ying did not expect that he would see the entire orchestra in a state of outrage.

He and his master sat quietly under the stage, and what they saw was not a rehearsal of the orchestra, but an uprising by the orchestra.

"Master, what's going on?"

Zhong Ying knew little about the Art Orchestra, so he turned to the experienced mentors around him for help.

Fan Chengyun listened to their quarrel, thought for a moment, and said, "There is a conflict between the Art Orchestra and the Vienna Spring."

Zhong Ying nodded, indicating that he could see it.

Fan Chengyun frowned, and said, "This contradiction is not small."

Zhong Ying looked at Master in surprise, suspecting that Master didn't know either.

"Why don't we ask?" Zhong Ying suggested.

Fan Chengyun nodded, and raised his voice to ask: "Sarah, are you familiar with the Vienna Spring?"

"of course!"

Sarah was vocal, her expression sonorous and resolute, and her voice resounded through the concert hall——

"The number of times we have won the Austrian Music Theater Award is far more than that of the Vienna Spring. We are the greatest orchestra in Austria!"

Zhong Ying could tell that the contradiction was not small.

Even an unfamiliar question was brought up by Sarah to prove herself with an award, and trampled on the Vienna Spring, which shows the precision and ruthlessness of Fries' move.

The band, who had helped out of politeness before, had already ignited raging anger.

They couldn't even rehearse anymore, and the members were waiting for the head and deputy head to stand up for their honor and correct the wrong views of Fliss and Le Bao.

The lute is no longer important, what matters is that they must be the best orchestra in Austria.

Zhong Ying stayed in Vienna, and every day when he opened the music newspaper, he could feel the country's seriousness and enthusiasm for music.

The "best" Top1 title is not only a pain point for art orchestras, but also a hot topic for discussion by music associations and conservatories.

In the newspaper, based on Fries's act of finalizing the Austrian music throne, they academically discussed whether businessmen are using money to corrupt art and use money to subtly influence noble music.

Every day, Zhong Ying can see the climax of the series in the newspaper and feel the lively humanistic atmosphere of Vienna.

He has seen familiar music critics countless times, listing the pros and cons of the Art Orchestra and the Vienna Spring one by one, carefully selecting the "best" in his mind.

In a scuffle with turbulent undercurrents, no one cares about Pipa anymore.

They are all arguing about "who will judge the noble music".

Zhong Ying thought for a moment and asked, "Master, should I go talk to Fliss?"

"How to talk about it?" Fan Chengyun completely disagreed, "Now he is like a firewood stack, if you dare to go to him, he will dare to set you on fire."

What the master said made sense, and he could feel the fuel behind it just because of the open and secret scramble in the music newspaper, which constantly aroused the attention of musicians, and it became more and more intense.

I'm afraid Fliss deserves a lot of credit.

He thought for a while, and then whispered: "Then let's go to the Vienna Spring?"

"Haha." Fan Chengyun was full of indulgence, praising the child's newborn calf for not being afraid of tigers.

"Go, if you want to be caught by Sarah and complain about education, go, I won't stop you."

Zhong Ying thought about it and decided to forget it.

For a title, Sarah is so angry that she has assembled an army to crusade against the Vienna Spring, and there will be a duel between musicians and musicians.

If he dared to take refuge in the Vienna Spring, he would definitely be regarded as a traitor by Sarah and condemned by the entire art orchestra.

Finally, a week after the music newspaper serialized the grievances and grievances between the Art Orchestra and the Vienna Spring, Sarah brought back good news.

"Under the strong request of the music association, Fries finally compromised."

Sarah seemed to have won a battle, exuding the brilliance of the goddess of war all over her body.

"He hopes that we and the Vienna Spring will fight fairly for the opportunity to participate in the commemorative concert, and use his expertise to compose a commemorative piece for the victims with pipa as the main character."

A pipa decides a commemorative meeting.

Wait until the Music Association selects the most suitable repertoire for the Liberation Day of the Mauthausen Concentration Camp, and then determine the most suitable player for the pipa in the Tang Dynasty.

The musical instrument, which has nothing to do with Western music, suddenly became the target of competition between the two orchestras.

Sarah's eyes lit up, and she held Fan Chengyun's hands.

"Even if it's not for Mulan Pipa, we still have to show our best performance."

The battle for the reputation of musicians will never be easily compromised, "Master Fan, you understand what I mean!"

Fan Chengyun silently stroked the other party and held his hands tightly, then turned around and pushed Zhong Ying to the front.

"I don't know anything about pipa, let my apprentice figure out a way."

Sarah's trust in Fan Chengyun immediately turned into expectations for Zhong Ying.

"You can definitely bring us the most perfect track!"

Zhong Ying: ...

Zhong Ying can indeed play the pipa.

He knows all the musical instruments of the Yiyin Yasha, the music scores recorded by the Yiyin Yasha, modern popular staves, and the most basic knowledge of Western symphony.

But he can't arrange music, let alone direct the entire orchestra to complete a performance that is a matter of honor.

However, Sarah doesn't care.

She said seriously: "Because the Music Association has set a theme this time: commemorating the dead with pipa."

"Neither we, nor the Vienna Spring, have any experience playing with the pipa, so we need to incorporate the characteristics of Chinese folk music and compose music suitable for commemorating the victims. Xiaoying, Chinese people were also killed in the Mauthausen Concentration Camp. Could it be that Don't you want to play music from China for your compatriots?"

Zhong Ying was under a lot of pressure.

He not only has to pick up the pipa that he has neglected to practice, but also shoulders the heavy responsibility of composing.

The 76th anniversary is still more than a month away, and Zhong Ying has no experience in composing music, but Sarah trusts him very much.

Because, Fan Chengyun trusts his apprentice, Sarah trusts Fan Chengyun.

Composing music is too difficult for him.

Zhong Ying had to look up a lot of materials about the Mauthausen Concentration Camp. The cruel history that was especially unfamiliar to him shocked his nerves with the pages of the book.

The magnolia pipa that may have belonged to Zheng Wanqing became the driving force for him to care about the fate of the Jews.

But gradually, he was tortured by the tragic history and the ugliness of human nature, and the pipa was no longer in his mind.

Mauthausen, transformed into a memorial, records the crimes of the Nazis.

And this crime was committed not only against Jews, but also against the homeless and at least five Chinese.

The Chinese recorded on the monument cannot even be completely sure of their names and genders, let alone their family members, hometowns, and life experiences.

This just shows that they may not be all Chinese victims.

Zhong Ying understood the history of suffering and suffering, and his soul resonated strongly with the victims of Mauthausen, so that his dreams were full of gunpowder, weeping and mourning, and he couldn't sleep all night.

He turned over, the sky was bright outside the window, and a clear melody echoed in his mind.

Give him a piano and a pipa, and he can play them completely. However, this does not mean that he can accurately compose piano and violin pieces that he does not understand.

Blank staves are stacked on the table.

Sarah even promised that no matter how Zhong Ying wanted to arrange the instrument, he would be able to find an excellent performer for him to match his composition.

The Austrian Art Orchestra has a long history and has cooperated with countless musicians.

But the more she promised, the more pressure Zhong Ying felt.

Zhong Ying stared at the old buildings with people coming and going on the street, and realized that he really needed help.

Suddenly, he remembered the composer he knew, hesitated for a moment, and dialed Li Jinqiu's number.

"Mr. Li, are you free recently?"

"Yes." Li Jinqiu's voice was unprecedentedly refreshing, without any sleepiness in bed.

Zhong Ying said: "Recently, I participated in a concert. Because the theme is quite special, I would like to ask you for advice on composition."

"Okay, where are you, give me the address."

Li Jinqiu was so forthright that Zhong Ying was stunned.

"I'm in Austria..."

"Well, the address." Li Jinqiu was not troubled by being far away from the mountains and rivers at all, and insisted on asking Zhong Ying to give the address.

Zhong Ying hesitated for a moment, and reported the address of the Art Orchestra.

He was surprised, and felt that Li Jinqiu was too kind. He asked for help remotely, but he could still get offline support?

In fact, he really needs an experienced composer to teach him hand in hand!

Li Jinqiu recorded the address and said casually, "It's so close, no problem, I'll be over in half an hour."

"Are you in Vienna?" Zhong Ying asked in surprise.

The laughter on the other side of the phone seemed to be satisfied with Zhong Ying's question.

"There just happened to be an invitation to compose, and I just happened to come. I didn't expect that I could help you by the way."

In the city of music, there are many orchestras, but Zhong Ying has a bad feeling.

He boldly asked: "Who is the person who invited you to compose?"

Li Jinqiu replied firmly: "The best orchestra in Austria, Vienna Spring."