The Vienna Konzerthaus is the sanctuary in the heart of every music enthusiast. When Yuan Xiao was in his teens, he also dreamed of being a pianist, dreaming of holding a recital of his own here, and dreaming of cheering and applauding the stage. However, he soon realized that he was not a pianist.

But that didn't stop his love.

When Bai Wenlin introduced him to the orchestra's artistic director, he said, "This is my brother, Sean."

The director's eyes widened slightly, looking at Yuan Xiao's completely oriental face, and seemed to be confused as to how old Royce, a Germanic, could give birth to an Asian. Yuan Xiao saw his introduction on the Internet and was very excited. He stretched out his hand and said "nice to et you".

The director, an elderly Austrian man with white hair, smiled and shook hands with him.

Bai Wenlin glanced indifferently at the hands they were shaking.

He said very little. He said he would bring his younger brother in. He didn't say that he was an observer. He only said that his younger brother wanted to wait for him, and the director agreed.

When Bai Wenlin arrived in Austria, the orchestra and conductor had been cooperating for many days. Riccardo had conducted the Vienna Philharmonic Orchestra many times. Riccardo had a general impression of him, he could only say that Royce was not very obedient and self-centered, but he was indeed a well-deserved genius in his life. The orchestra has also played with Royce, but this is the first time the three parties are on the same stage.

In the distance, Yuan Xiao saw Riccardo yelling in the rehearsal hall. The conductors are all people with rich body language, and they always have movements when they speak, so that they always appear to be emotional. Yuan Xiao saw that he was teaching the copper pipe and said it again.

The orchestra played a fast polka by Strauss. Yuan Xiao couldn't help grabbing Bai Wenlin's arm.

"What's wrong?" He turned around.

"I dare not go in."

"Aren't you going to ask Riccardo for an autograph?"

Yuan Xiao "I don't dare."

"Is he scary"

Yuan Xiao shook his head, "He's not scary, I'm just scared." This kind of fear is not difficult to explain. When seeing idols in the distance, many people will be afraid.

Bai Wenlin looked down at his blushing face, then turned to look at the fat Italian conductor.

"Then sit down and wait for my rehearsal to end. I'll ask him to sign a name for you." He touched Yuan Xiao's hair.

This couldn't be better, Yuan Xiao heaved a sigh of relief.

Bai Wenlin asked Yuan Xiao to sit on a chair not far from the piano, and told the staff in the rehearsal hall to look at Yuan Xiao. The tone was like a parent asking others to help watch their children not run around.

Yuan Xiao sat on the side and saw that Bai Wenlin was warmly welcomed by the orchestra, but they probably all knew about Royce's indifferent personality, and there was a trace of awe in that warm gaze, which was very strange, because in the whole orchestra, There are only a handful of musicians under the age of 30. Bai Wenlin can be said to be the youngest musician present, but he is respected as much as an old conductor.

Riccardo obviously understood Royce's unflattering character, and said in a lively atmosphere, "Now that Royce is here, I'm relieved, I'll give him the score, if any of you make mistakes, you'll have to suffer from Royce. Is the death stare. You are not afraid of me, you should be afraid of him."

Everyone laughed, but Royce, on the other hand, didn't buy it at all, and there was no expression on his face. He was looking at the piano score that Riccardo assigned him. His piano part doesn't really matter at all in this big waltz performance, but Riccardo gives Royce a great solo because he knows the guy's popularity, and his nasty stink. Temper is the same.

Yuan Xiao was not far away. He looked very young and received special care. Someone brought him a glass of juice and asked him if he wanted dessert. He refused. Xiao also didn't want to eat by the side.

The orchestra has rehearsed several different waltzes by Johann Strauss, and they have hardly gone wrong, but Riccardo can always find something he doesn't like, where it's light, where it's heavy, where the emotion isn't in place, the slightest gap will make him lose his temper.

He is a critical conductor.

The orchestra was fascinated by the rehearsal, and Yuan Xiao was also fascinated by the music. The music was so amazing. Even if Riccardo occasionally uttered a sentence in Italian that he could not understand, the music was a language he could understand. He could understand the master Yuan Xiao's command language was so moving, as if something had been awakened in his heart, Yuan Xiao was deeply moved and had goosebumps all over his body, especially wanting to have a piano under his hand for him to play.

Bai Wenlin glanced at him distracted from time to time, but found that Yuan Xiao's eyes were not on him at all.

Soon, most of the day passed and the rehearsal time was over. Yuan Xiao saw Bai Wenlin talking to Riccardo, and glanced at him.

After a while, Bai Wenlin came back with a score and handed it to Yuan Xiao, "The autograph you want."

Yuanxiao ""

This is the orchestral score of Myrtle's Corolla Waltz. It includes scores of various orchestral instruments and different voices. It is a dozen pages thick, and even has Riccardo's handwriting, English, and Italian. Yuan Xiao didn't dare answer at all, "Why did you give me the score? What about the rehearsal?"

Bai Wenlin "He still has a few copies. I said you were his fan and wanted your autograph, so he generously signed it on the score. He still wanted to talk to you, but I refused." Ricard Duo Heard was his younger brother and wanted to meet very much, because he thought that Royce's younger brother must also be a good genius.

Yuan Xiao "" He immediately went to look at Riccardo's back.

Bai Wenlin bent slightly, grabbed his hand and pulled him up, "Aren't you shy?"

Yuan Xiao suddenly said "yes"

Bai Wenlin took his hand out of the rehearsal hall, and the musicians in the orchestra all looked at them.

When he got in the car, Yuan Xiao was still saying, "Riccardo is too good, he is simply"

Bai Wenlin listened to him bragging about others with a blank expression.

Yuan Xiao couldn't hide his excitement, "I just felt like my ears could hear it."

Only then did Bai Wenlin turn to look at him.

Yuan Xiao said, "It's when you were rehearsing, my ears were very clear, and when I reacted, I lost that kind of, that kind of can't tell." He paused, looked at Bai Wenlin, his eyes brightened, "I always believed that music therapy existed, but when it actually worked on me, I realized how amazing it was."

He didn't even think how painful hearing loss was just now. In the few hours he listened to music, he seemed to be able to see himself who was learning the piano at the age of ten. He had the greatest dream in his heart. Music created another reality and helped him. endure what has to be endured.

Bai Wenlin heard the words, stretched out his arms and hugged him, and didn't care about what he didn't care about him just now.

Yuan Xiao didn't want to lean on him, and was about to get up when Bai Wenlin held him down, "Yuan Xiao, be good, don't move."

Yuan Xiao wanted him to stop talking like that, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say them.

Bai Wenlin stretched out his hand in front of him, Yuan Xiao looked at him and couldn't quite understand what he meant.

Bai Wenlin hinted, "I played for eight hours today."

Yuan Xiao seemed to understand, but he was still a little confused. Didn't he spend at least eight hours a day?

Bai Wenlin's face was a little cold, and after a few seconds, he put his hand on the back of Yuan Xiao's hand. His hands are very large. Although they all learn the piano, they are inherently different. His hands completely cover Yuan Xiao's palm. Bai Wenlin remembered that every time Al stretched out his hand, he didn't have to say a word, Yuan Xiao could immediately understand what he meant, and gently massaged and relaxed his fingers for him. But what Al had, he didn't.

Although he didn't understand what he meant, Yuan Xiao was also very interested in his palms. Bai Wenlin's fingers were very strong, with well-defined and slender knuckles, with thick calluses on the pulp. Bleeding, but even if the blood oozes, he will not stop.

Yuan Xiao felt a little distressed, looked up at him, pinched his index finger carefully, and kneaded a few times, "Practicing the piano for so long and so hard, why don't you rest properly?"

"I can't rest." Bai Wenlin lowered his eyebrows, "I can't stop." He used music as an anesthetic for a while, as the only way to avoid all the suffering in this world, but then he realized that music is not an anesthetic , but rescue. Then he found wine and cigars as an alternative to the narcotic effects of music.

Yuan Xiao naturally wouldn't understand what he meant, "Occasionally you have to rest, otherwise what will you do in the future?"

After watching the rehearsal hall for a week, Yuan Xiao had a completely different feeling for music. He was no longer discouraged, as if he had regained the reason for learning music in the first place. During the day, he watched them practice, and at night he tried Bai Wenlin's piano. Arrange, find inspiration, and capture fleeting phrases.

However, Bai Wenlin only has two instruments here, piano and violin. Yuan Xiao orchestrated Guangnian's episode and planned to use the piano and a violin trio.

But all his recording equipment was missing, so Yuan Xiao had to use the piano sound source that came with ture and dos to make a first-level version. After he made it, he was the first to listen to Bai Wenlin, but Bai Wenlin didn't make any comments, so as not to dispel his abundant enthusiasm and joy, because in his ears, there were really many flaws. If someone else stood here and tortured his ears, he should have been angry.

The next day, Yuan Xiao sent the computer-generated episode to Yuan Hao, the director who loves you for 100 million light years. In fact, it is not difficult to arrange music, it can be done in an hour with software, but the difficulty is to make a perfect and satisfactory finished product.

Director Yuan called him on WeChat and said, "It's better than the last submitted version, it has a warm and sunny feeling, it's just the details."

Yuan Xiao said, "Sorry, Director Yuan, I am abroad and I don't have any equipment. It may be a bit rough to make it with a dos piano sound source."

Director Yuan said, "It doesn't matter, just listen to it. However, the problem is still an old one. The movie is a love movie. This one you composed lacks a kind of romance. Why, I still haven't found a girlfriend."

Yuan Xiao said no.

"How can you write love into a song if you don't experience it?" Director Yuan sighed, "Such a handsome guy, single, not dating is a waste of social resources."

He added, "No first love, no crush, are you gay?"

Yuan Xiao quickly denied it.

"I'm joking," Director Yuan laughed, "Which country are you in?"

Yuan Xiao said Vienna.

"Is it a New Year's concert?"

Yuan Xiao hummed.

"I'm going to listen too, but I didn't get a ticket." Director Yuan felt envious, "Then, you come to Milan, we are filming a scene where the hero and heroine meet again, come over and watch us filming, and then change it later. , it will definitely be done." In fact, the current version of Yuan Xiao is already very good, although rough, but there is no lack of refreshing and moving, more satisfactory than many studios he has found. But Luo Yuanxiao's efficiency is too low, and there is still a certain gap compared to the theme song that Luo Yuanxiao and "William" produced for him before spending 50,000.

This gap, he pondered, the problem is probably that "William".

Yuan Xiao was stunned for a few seconds when he heard that he was going to Milan, and then replied, "Then I will buy a ticket now and come tomorrow."

After hanging up the phone, he checked the ticket. The round trip was more than 1,000 points, and he arrived in an hour. It was very close.

After he bought the ticket, he said to Bai Wenlin, "I bought the outbound trip, and I will buy it again when the return trip arrives. I will definitely catch up before January 1."

"Tomorrow is the twenty-fourth." Bai Wenlin said.

"I know on Christmas Eve. It's fine. It's okay for Christmas. If you want a Christmas present, I'll buy it for you when I go to Milan."

Bai Wenlin said no, he frowned slightly, as if he was worried about why he couldn't walk away.

Although his character is not likable, he has always been responsible for his work and never goes out on business. He has always been on time when giving concerts, which is why he has such a bad personality and can command so much respect, because he is foolproof, and the conductor doesn't have to worry about his on-the-spot performance.

After a while, he finalized "Philip will follow you."

"I am alone"

"I know you can't leave, and I don't trust you to fly alone."

Yuan Xiao was silent, to be honest, he was also afraid.

The next day, Yuan Xiao and Bai Wenlin's driver Philip flew to Milan on a private plane. After getting off the plane, Philip took the car key from another person with the Royce badge on his chest, and took Yuan Xiao's car key. Sent to the Lightyear studio.

Lightyear filmed the scene in Milan, and tonight is the highlight because tonight is Christmas Eve. In the original novel, the hero and heroine met again on a romantic Christmas Eve.

This festive atmosphere, which is not deliberately set, can add a lot to the film.

The crew was filming on the street, and Philip drove his car and slowly parked beside the street.

Before Yuan Xiao got out of the car, Philip went around to the back seat, opened the car door for him, and held the upper frame of the car door with his hand, "Young Master Luo, be careful."

"Philip, you don't actually need to call me that," Yuan Xiao said, "call me by my name, sean."

Philip paused and called him Master Sean responsively.

The corner of Yuan Xiao's mouth twitched. At this moment, the assistant director found him. The scene was just finished, and when he was resting, he immediately called out loudly, "Xiao Luo."

Yuan Xiao walked over, and the assistant director said, "You came from Austria"

He nodded, and the assistant director looked at the handsome guy who followed him in amazement. "This is William"

Just as Yuan Xiao was about to say no, Yuan Dao Ren came over, "Xiao Luo, come and come, you are finally here, and you have to watch the scene that will be filmed at night later, your episode is here on the first place. One time." He saw Philip in a double-breasted Scotch safari suit, and his eyes lit up.

The assistant director whispered, "This seems to be William."

Director Yuan ""

Yuan Dao looked up and down, and immediately recognized that this "William" was very rich, and he said less than a few hundred thousand. He stretched out his hand to shake hands with Philip, and turned to Yuan Xiao at the same time, "Why didn't you say William was coming?" Yuan Xiao was about to say it wasn't William, but Director Yuan said, "Why didn't you tell me, William actually looks like What about Brad Pitt?"

Philip shook hands with him friendly, and Director Yuan looked down and saw his watch, the Rolex Daytona. He was startled, guessing that this was at least a rich second generation worth hundreds of millions. He smiled and said, "Hello, William, I have been admiring the name for a long time. I am director Yuan Hao."

Yuan Xiao explained awkwardly, "Director Yuan, that"

"what"

Yuan Xiao whispered, "He's not William."

Director Yuan ""

"His name is Philip."

Director Yuan "The Razor"

Yuan Xiao said, "It's not that Philips, but the spelling is the same. In short, he is not William."

Yuan Daoxin said what I said, so rich to write songs, it only sold me 50,000 yuan, and rich people play with me, he greeted Philip again, "Hello Philip, hello, I'm director Yuan Hao hahaha."

Philip was quite a gentleman and polite, nodded slightly, his blond hair covered his gray-green eyes, "Hello, I'm Young Master Luo's driver."

Director Yuan looked at Luo Yuanxiao ""