Follow the sound and follow the way

There is absolutely no shame in what Mu Kang wrote with his heart.If the first rehearsal is regarded as the qualification test of the L group for the little-known Mu Kang, the subject under investigation will get the highest score without any surprise.

The management was extremely satisfied, and expressed to Steve, either explicitly or implicitly, the beautiful vision of "It would be great if Mr. Mu could keep writing to us".With a smile on his face, Steve promised that "I will try my best to convince Mr. Mu", but his mood was complicated and unspeakable. He was not sure whether the deal of "Mr. Mu came and Evan was sent out" was a good deal. cost-effective.

But what Steve thinks is irrelevant, and Mukang himself needs no convincing.

Baby Pimple's contract is here, and Mu Kang has already pulled the L group into the category of "one's own people", and has an open and open attitude towards the organization.

The fly in the ointment is that Mu Kang recently encountered a rather difficult thing: Lin Sansui, who has always been considerate and caring, suddenly had an awkward fight with himself under the instigation of pig's trotters.

On the night of the incident, Lin Yan ate half a pot of pig's trotters contentedly, got up and went to the bathroom to wash his hands, then sat back at the dining table, and said lightly to Mu Kang, "Don't come to rehearsals in the future."

Mu Kang was gnawing on the last piece of pig's trotter, and said vaguely, "...huh?"

Lin Yan: "I will arrange this work."

Mu Kang swallowed the meat hard, and said inexplicably, "It was you who rowed."

Lin Yan seemed to have forgotten the gentlemanly manners that he has mastered for many years, and said unreasonably: "I mean, don't participate in the next rehearsal."

Mu Kang's hand holding vegetables suddenly stopped in the air, and he said in shock: "What?"

I've only heard of a composer guest conducting his own premiere, but never seen a conductor usurp the throne directly?

The two stared blankly across the dining table, one with a persistent expression and the other with a dazed and unbelievable expression.

Lin Yan said firmly: "That's it, don't come here in the future."

Mu Kang: "...why?"

"I don't agree with your idea." Lin Yan said.

"What's my idea?" Mu Kang was still confused.

Lin Yan: "I think about music."

Mukang Erkang stretched out his hand: "Wait."

Lin Yan: "Huh?"

"Lin is three years old, be reasonable." Mu Kang put down his chopsticks and said in a good voice, "This is written by me. I should have the most say in my thoughts on music, right?"

Lin Yan looked at Mu Kang without speaking, and there was no sign of softening in his eyes.

Mu Kang asked patiently, "Do you think so?"

Lin Yan was noncommittal: "This is my decision."

Mu Kang was puzzled: "You have to tell me why?"

"Think about it." Lin Yan didn't intend to explain, got up and began to pack the dishes, and threatened in a polite tone, "If you don't agree, I won't point it out."

Mu Kang: "..."

The two musicians didn't reach an agreement until bedtime, and even the "good night" ritual before bed seemed to have broken up.Mu Kang thought hard until the middle of the night, but he couldn't figure out what Lin Yan was trying to do with such unreasonable troubles.

The night on the Swiss plateau is silent, the lakeside town is sleeping, and the tranquility is as usual.

But there are two hearts tossing and beating unwilling to be lonely, fierce but timid.People who love each other want to get closer, but are also afraid that their abruptness will hurt each other.

Lin Yan opened his eyes, looking through the darkness, focusing on the blurry ceiling.

Heartthrob Evan Lin has a deep secret.He has been alone for many years, and he can't count how many lovers he has delayed.

On the other side of the earth, it began on a warm spring evening when he met the love of his life unexpectedly.

Reckless, he broke into his lonely and busy life, and confidently said to him through the piano: "Lin Zhi, would you condescend to try my rehearsal?"

His unrestrained smile, his fiery enthusiasm, his handsome face, his brilliance of talent...everything about him made him, who is also a genius, amazed and heartbroken, and he gave his sincerity without thinking, even In this one-man show, he was disappointed, sad, gave up, and never regretted it.

He has been pious for a long time, and finally meets God's favor.

That person came to him again in a hurry, with great powers like a dream maker, embellishing his life like black and white photos with colorful colors.

This is a dream of being hit by an extraterrestrial planet in ancient times, which changed the ice age ecosystem in one fell swoop. Standing there, Lin Yan was caught off guard, and was suddenly surrounded by the gentle fragrance of summer.

Along with it, music, food, fruit tea, flowers, wild pigeons, teals, lake water, and snow-capped mountains complement each other's prosperous colors.

Although this dream is coming to an end, he is still very happy and has no regrets, because after so many years, his past is still so dazzling and so good.

Lin Yan was full of gratitude and didn't dare to expect extravagantly, let alone whether he could get it.

His only insistence is that he will never allow the sweetheart who creates dreams for him to underestimate himself.

If even you deny yourself, what is the meaning of my dream?

Seven years ago, he used to toss and turn in the dark, just trying his best to win over the one he loves.

Seven years later, he was in a dark night that seemed to be similar to him, crying out silently, willing to give it a go for the one he loves.

Since he doesn't want to talk or touch it, then I will say it and do it.

Lin Yan looks as gentle as water, but in fact he is stubborn and firm in his actions. Once he has made a decision, he will not waver again.He slept better than Mu Kang that night. He got up early the next morning and was about to go for a morning run, but he saw Mu Kang who theoretically should not have woken up at the door of the bedroom.

Mu Kang was leaning in the corridor alone, with his arms crossed, his hair disheveled, as if he had been licked by the corridor lamp all night, and said with blank eyes: "Lin is three years old, let's talk."

Lin Yan asked in surprise, "Did you not sleep?"

Mu Kang let out an "um" from deep in his throat: "I... don't want to quarrel with you."

"I didn't quarrel with you." Lin Yan said.

Mu Kang's eyes were bloodshot, and he growled in a low voice: "You're threatening me to stop pointing, isn't it a quarrel?"

Lin Yan sighed softly, and had no choice but to say, "Then let's talk."

The two set up a battle at the dining table, and breakfast will become a simplified version: each person only has a cup of milk and two slices of toast.

Mu Kang was accustomed to picking up a piece of toast to spread chocolate sauce on Lin Yan, but Lin Yan didn't intervene, watching Mu Kang's skillful movements across the dining table.

This situation, suffering but warm, Lin Yan lowered his eyes, suddenly feeling a little sad.

"I've been thinking about it all night, and it's not impossible." Mu Kang handed the toast to Lin Yan, pretending to have a long talk, "But you must give me an explanation."

"That's the explanation." Lin Yan took the chieftain, "I don't agree with your idea."

Mu Kang: "Then I still say that, what do I think?"

Lin Yan: "Thoughts about music."

Mu Kang took a sip of milk: "Specifically?"

Lin Yan was silent for a while, and asked word by word: "Do you really want me to say it?"

This plain question was uttered by Lin Yan far away, like a bullet aiming at the depths of Mu Kang's heart and whizzing towards it.

Mu Kang's heart sank, he slowly put the cup on the table, and looked at Lin Yan awe-inspiringly.

As we all know, conductor Lin Yan never makes mistakes.

What is not well known is that his absolute correctness and his clear eyes are all based on facing the hardships of life without repeating, without compromising, and without shrinking.

Even if he is as headstrong as Mu Dacai, he can only be compared to him.

Lin Yan looked at Mu Kang and asked again: "Do you say it or should I say it?"

The conductor's vision is transparent and sharp, rejecting everything that is plausible, leaving Mu Kang with nowhere to hide.

He smiled wryly and thought: Here it comes again, he knows again.

The scene changed from the tropical jungle to the Alps, and even the air seemed to be coated with equatorial heat. Lin Yan and Mu Kang once again fell into a tug-of-war caused by music.

This song is unbearable and anxious, tirelessly beating the composer's unwilling soul, and gaining insight into the split between human beings and human nature.

"You have never told the truth." Lin Yan said, "You are evading."

Mu Kang said weakly: "I haven't."

Lin Yan said calmly: "You have."

Mu Kang didn't answer, and turned his head to look out the window with his arms folded, becoming a lonely and stubborn stone that refused to cooperate.

He shouldn't have been so lonely, he had hoped that Lin Yan could strike again.

When the matter came to an end, Mu Dacai suddenly rebelled, neither wanting to speak for himself nor Lin Yan.

But for the story to continue, someone must speak first and give in first in the tug-of-war.Lin Yan's heart is like a rock, and he is not afraid of the cold war, but Mu Kang can't bear the stalemate atmosphere.

He cherishes the time with Lin Yan so much, and wants to smile at him and talk to him every second, preferably like the snow above the snow line in the Alps, which is kissed by the sun all day long and will never melt.

In the tug-of-war with Lin Yan, Mu Kang has never won before, and he doesn't plan to win now, and he won't win even one in the future.

If silence is a crime, I plead not guilty.Mu Kang thought about it, and said in a deep voice, "I will say."

Lin Yan: "Okay, I'm listening."

Mu Kang said slowly: "This is the story of Mosuo."

Lin Yan didn't speak, his eyes were full of doubts.

Mu Kang glanced at Lin Yan, looked away and said in frustration: "Okay, Mo Suo and...my own story."

Lin Yan: "What kind of story?"

Mu Kang said with difficulty: "Self-examination, and..."

He stared at the milk glass on the table, his pride surged, and he yelled to block the vocal cords that were trying to speak.

Lin Yan finished for him mercilessly: "Self-mockery."

Mu Kang wiped his face, looked up at the ceiling, and said loudly, "Yes."

Lin Yan captured Mu Kang's pain with his own eyes, felt distressed and helpless, and quietly clenched his hands.

Mu Kang let out a heavy breath: "Do you have to tell me? Lin Yan? I thought..."

I thought you knew it well and wouldn't ask again.

The early morning by the lake was as quiet as a concert hall before the performance started. The two sat at both ends of the dining table, each other's breathing was clearly audible, but it seemed as if there was a gap between them.

Lin Yan finally spoke, with a steady voice and no emotional fluctuations: "I know, but I don't agree."

Mu Kang said coldly: "I agree."

"That's why I told you not to come." Lin Yan said, "Our disagreement will affect the progress."

Mu Kang was almost laughed at by Lin Yanqi: "This is my work."

"You left it to me to direct." Lin Yan paused and asked, "Or do you want to point it out yourself?"

Mu Kang's heart trembled suddenly, he stared at Lin Yan and said, "What kind of stupid talk is this? Of course it's up to you."

Lin Yan nodded: "I am the conductor, so I naturally have the right to speak, right?"

Mu Kang: "...Yes."

"Since you don't want to tell the truth, you might as well leave it to me." Lin Yan raised his head slightly, and looked straight at Mu Kang, "Do you trust me?"

Even when he is sitting at the dining table, he is still confident and elegant, and his words are undeniably familiar.

It might be difficult for others to understand, but Mu Kang couldn't understand it better.

One of them is on the stage and the other is off the stage; one is in the light and the other is in the dark.The stage lights were bright, and Lin Yan stood on the podium with a straight figure and long legs. He asked everyone with music: Do you believe me?

That is Mu Kang's favorite interpretation, the most enjoyable release, full of every note and detail under Lin Yan's baton.

It was Lin Yan's "A Hero's Life".

When Richard Strauss wrote "A Hero's Life" to praise himself, he probably could not have imagined that the hero who is determined to step into the darkness at this moment has no grand ambition to save the common people in the world.

He turned into a hero, but in order to save the one he loves, not even the light can stop him.

When the hero shows his face, he gently says to you: "Do you believe me?"

You are convinced, and bow your head willingly: "I believe in you."

There are no exceptions in the world, and Mu Kang is also one of them.

He stared at Lin Yan, the conductor had a gentle and humble attitude, and his aura was like waves, surrounding Mu Kang tightly.

Mu Kang has nowhere to escape, and he doesn't want to escape.

He willingly surrendered his hands to the hero: "Of course I believe in you."

Lin Yan: "Then leave it to me."

Once again, the hero sublimated to the supreme victory, Mu Kang let out a long breath, and said in submission: "OK."