Follow the sound and follow the way

"L'étranger" was finished in mid-August.The day when Mu Kang wrote down the double straight line with thin inside and thick outside on the stave, it was the time when all the dark blue gentians in the garden were in full bloom.

The hour hand pointed to five o'clock, and Lin Yan was still off work. The ribs were stewed in the kitchen, and the stereo was rarely silent.

Mu Kang sat alone in the study, with an indifferent expression, blank thoughts, a mocking arc was drawn at the corner of his mouth, and a thick stack of scores lay in front of him.The sunlight came in through the window, and cast the shadow of the piano on the floor, as if there was only one person and one piano left in the yellowed film, and they depended on each other in the sky and the earth.

Man and humanity are separated.

For example, Mu Kang splits the special present and separates himself from the music he writes.

In the story, Mo Suo is a stranger, chattering and nervous; outside the story, Mu Kang is an outsider, passive and world-weary, watching with cold eyes.

A composer can never make his music rational and objective.

Lin Yan is well aware of this.When Mu Kang said that this work "is the story of Mosuo" in the cold wind on the top of the Alps, Lin Yan did not agree.

However, those who were questioned were unmoved.

Lin Yan's disapproval did not affect Mu Kang's thinking in writing music. Mu Kang was so stubborn that he would rather choose to break up than admit that this was his own story.

It was exactly six o'clock when Lin Yan arrived home. Mu Kang was preparing dinner in the kitchen. The whole first floor was filled with the aroma of stewed pork ribs and fried fish. Mu Kang's new work for L group was quietly placed on the coffee table.

Lin Yan picked up the score: "Is it finished?"

"Well, the score has been sent to Steve." Mukang skillfully put the ribs on the plate, "He said that it can be ready tomorrow morning."

Lin Yan: "Then start the row tomorrow?"

Mu Kang: "Okay, let's go together."

Lin Yan sat on the sofa and opened the score: "I'll look at it again."

Mu Kang put his head down and began to arrange the salad, and said in a low voice, "Okay."

Lin Yan kept silent, and Mu Kang dared not speak any more.He pretended to be busy and avoided looking at Lin Yan, because he was afraid that Lin Yan would see and say something, and he was worried that Lin Yan would not be able to see and say those things.

Mu Dacai was extremely contradictory and uneasy.A plate of cabbage was laid out under his hands, pushed down, pushed down and re-placed, and forced to be placed into eight structures with different patterns.

After what seemed like a century, Lin Yan finally called him, "Mu Kang."

Mu Kang suddenly turned around as if he couldn't bear it: "Huh?"

The score was neatly put back on the table, and Lin Yan stood by the dining table, with the warm sun and green grass at six in the afternoon looking across the window behind him.

His Ayan's eyes were clear, he didn't ask anything, as gentle and calm as usual, he smiled and said, "I'm hungry."

Mu Kang was stunned for a few seconds, and immediately put the salad on the table quickly: "Come, let's eat."

"L'étranger" was simply forgotten by the two artists, and it didn't get a second chance to appear for the rest of the day.

In the early morning of the next day, L City, which has always been full of tourists, was still sleeping. Guests from all over the world were probably having breakfast in the hotel, and the streets were sparsely populated.Facing the rising sun, Lin Yan and Mu Kang walked side by side in the fragrance of flowers and morning breeze.

The two walked through the old street paved with evergreen stone bricks, and passed by the window sills decorated with flowers and dew. On the steps facing the lake, they saw Li Chongyuan sitting facing the water and communicating with several swans.

With a cup of coffee in his left hand and a sandwich in his right, he greeted the two of them: "Good morning, what did you have?"

Lin Yan said in detail: "Saury, Tamagoyaki, fruit salad."

Li Chongyuan, who was eating a sandwich in a convenience store: "..."

Why do I have to talk cheap?

Mu Kang clicked his tongue: "What are you doing here?"

Li Chongyuan: "..."

Ye Ye deliberately got up early in the morning, looked around like an idiot on the way to work, just to cheer up his buddies who came back out of the rivers and lakes in advance, but he kindly fed the donkey liver... Human scum lungs, not only choked He didn't let out a fart for a long time, and he even gave him some dog food.

Forget it, stop talking nonsense, let's make friends.

Li Chongyuan stood up and swallowed the cold sandwich in two or three mouthfuls, skipping the composer himself and directly asked Lin Yan: "The new song is called "L'étranger"?"

Lin Yan: "Well, it should be "The Outsider" in Chinese."

Li Chongyuan: "Did Lin Zhi read it? How much of his skill is left?"

Lin Yan said solemnly: "There are [-]% left."

Mu Kang: "Hmm."

Li Chongyuan looked at Mu Kang and said, "Is there a score? Show me."

Mu Kang: "What can be seen from a cello part."

Li Chongyuan stretched out his hand: "Don't talk nonsense."

The rehearsal of the L group usually starts at 09:30. Steve said in the message that he would bring the score to the rehearsal hall at [-]:[-], and there was still time left. Li Chongyuan randomly found a table under a tree to read the score.

Sunlight crossed the lake and penetrated the dense branches and leaves, mottled the bass clef on the left side of the stave. Li Chongyuan turned to the second page according to the interlaced light and shadow, and found the second theme exclusive to Mu Dacai as he wished.

The melody of the cello, the theme is used in C-sharp minor, repeated twice, a total of thirty bars.

Li Chongyuan, who is called by his friends, and Harvey Li, a cellist in the eyes of his colleagues, traveled upstream in the long river of time, and tremblingly touched the notes and smooth lines of youth with his fingertips.

He sat on the other side of the continent far away from his youth, humming a piece of familiar music softly.

Time flies, and we have been away for many years in a blink of an eye. It is so rare to meet again in the bright and clear days.

Laughter at that time was a thing of the past, but fortunately things were the same, and the beautiful scenery was still the same. The people squatting behind Li Chongyuan and teasing the swans now were the clear-eyed Lin Zhi and the defiant idiot Mu.

It's like a fairy tale with the same original intention.Li Chongyuan became sentimental in a rare way: We are all lucky ones favored by fate.

Although Steve, the director of operations of the orchestra and a street guitarist, claimed to "bring the score", in fact he brought far more than the score.

As soon as the three entered the rehearsal hall, they were stopped by the tense atmosphere.Almost all the members of the management team of the orchestra were present, and the heads of the various voices also assembled and lined up beside the podium, and everyone was eagerly looking forward to the door.

The performer Li Chongyuan rushed to his seat in a flash, and well implemented the mixed group principles of being a low-key person and doing things in a low-key manner.

Mu Kang whispered to Lin Yan: "You rehearse so many people to visit?"

"Usually there aren't so many people." Lin Yan guessed, "They...maybe came to see you?"

Facts have proved countless times that Lin Zhi is always right.

Steve showed his trademark bright smile, even the blond hair seemed to be a bit dazzling, he strode up to Mu Kang and stretched out his hand, and said loudly, "Kang, it's a pleasure to meet you!"

The stagnant atmosphere suddenly warmed up, and everyone came forward to line up to shake hands with Mu Kang in turn, and kept saying, "It's a pleasure to meet you", "You are Mr. Mu", ""The Sleepy Spirit" is so well written. ", "I finally met the best composer in Evan's mouth".Mu Dacai's appearance this time is really extraordinary, even Lin Yan, who is charmingly designed by thousands of people, has been compared.

Fortunately, Mu Kang's face is not only handsome, but also shockingly thick. He has no stage fright when facing the pursuit of strangers. After saying "thank you", he is followed by "I will never let you down", with a confident and charming posture , making many female musicians blush like falling in love.

The welcome ceremony lasted for nearly 10 minutes before being forcibly stopped by Lin Yan. The L group are all well-trained professional actors. When the conductor speaks, everyone can only return to their seats obediently no matter how reluctant they are.The single straight girls and gay men in the group couldn't help but come alive: Mr. Mu is so sexy, I wonder if it's available?

Except for Li Chongyuan, it was the first time for the members to get the sheet music. Lin Yan first arranged for an hour to practice individually.Steve, who was sitting next to the first violin, was the first to discover the mystery, and asked Lin Yan in a low voice, "This seems to be...the theme of "Sleepy Spirit"?"

"Yes." Lin Yan said, "Don't worry, they are different."

Steve was puzzled: "Why use the same theme?"

Lin Yan explained: "Mu Kang has always only used three fixed themes when composing music."

Steve was stunned for a while, then said incredulously, "Do all the works only use these three themes?"

"Not all." Mukang said lightly, "but all the works written for Evan."

Steve wondered: All the writing for Evan? Didn't Evan say that Mr. Mu is very busy and difficult to invite?

He looked at Lin Yan hesitantly: "Evan, has Mr. Mu written many works for you?"

Lin Yan was also confused about this: Mu Kang wrote works for me?I do not know how?

Mukang was checking the timpani parts, and casually said: "Evan is my composing muse, and 80.00% of my compositions are written for him."

Lin Yan: "..."

Steve: "...what...what?"

The scumbag who is not friends with anyone who only flirts with anyone is online again.

This honest love story was probably just an unintentional mistake, but it was still spoken bluntly and sweetly by Mu Kang, and it neatly shattered the unhappiness that Lin Yan had worked so hard to maintain for several months.

Lin Zhi was unexpectedly given a shocking gift by his sweetheart. He already had a ghost in his heart, and at this moment he couldn't say anything, so he coughed loudly, got up and went to the woodwind department to check the progress of the actors.

Steve was relentlessly left in the conversation, overwhelmed and transfixed.

He murmured, "...all addressed to... Evan?"

Mu Kang: "Hmm."

"I'm sorry Mr. Mu, forgive me." Steve wanted to struggle again, "This piece that our group is rehearsing is also... written for Evan?"

Mu Kang said with certainty: "That's right."

Steve: "But you didn't write it on the sheet music?"

Mu Kang: "Do you want to write it? He is directing the premiere."

Steve said weakly, "This time it just happened to be..."

"Not exactly." Mukang cut off Steve's last hope, and said decisively, "Everything can only be performed by him."

Music can always reappear yesterday with perseverance.

In the rehearsal hall of J Academy seven years ago, Mu Kang unreasonably asked Lin Yan to play the piano part of "Sleepy Spirit".Seven years later, the scene has changed, but the spirit of the scum is still the same, rebellious, offensive and willful.

I don't care whether Ah Yan is willing or not.

That's what I want to write.

I just want him to point.

It can only be his finger.

That moment and this moment quietly overlap, the difference between the two is just the lack of that "you have to write it specifically for others, do they have to ask for it? Have you asked them beforehand? Did they agree?" It's just a beating.

Ye Ye started working on Lalang Pei for many years, but his ambitions have not been fulfilled, and he has already thrown away his armor and joined the enemy camp.

The situation is very clear.

Steve heaved a sigh of relief and nodded knowingly.

Fuck, what a tragedy on earth, how will the fan club operate in the future?

The Director of Operations sat in the rehearsal hall with a sad face and wandered away: Evan Lin, the dream lover of countless young men and women in the classical music industry, seems to be leaving the singles. Mr. Mu, who is suspected of being her husband-to-be, is talented, talented, and powerful. The possibility of poaching someone is almost zero. .

Steve thought about it, and secretly decided that before the person concerned himself was not disclosed, he would first carefully arrange the tactics of comforting people's hearts and concealing the truth for as long as possible.