Chapter 129 (2/2)

『I give him full marks.』

The next moment, they were completely immersed in the deeply sorrowful sound of the violin, completely forgetting their visual appreciation.

The fifth movement of Bach’s 《Partita for Violin No. 2》 had another tragic nickname——

《Chaconne》.

The Chinese language was truly broad and profound. When Qi Mu first heard the Chinese nickname, 《Qia Kong》, he was instantly overwhelmed. All he could feel was, “Just like a dream, it’s all empty.”

Bach was a typical classical musician, loyal and religious. His works always had solemn religious elements mixed in. But the piece 《Chaconne》 was quite an exception.

Bach married twice in his life. His first wife died before he was 35 years old. The next year, Bach married his second wife. This doesn’t sound romantic, but…

Bach used the piece 《Chaconne》 to turn this love eternal.

This piece was Bach, mourning his wife.

This kind of feeling seeped deep into the bone. He integrated years of love into one piece. Expressing his yearning for his lover, their memories together, and the grief of separation, he shares how it feels, to never be able to see her again.

The youth’s fingers gently pressed on the strings. For Jacques, who came from a well-off family, such an excellent imitation of a Stradivarius violin wasn’t so valuable in his eyes. But, he was surprised to find that the sound it produced could render him full of tears.

The soft, gentle melody poured out of the violin, like a man crying out in sorrow. Every beat expressed grief as deep as the sea; full of pain until the very end, it could only finish with a silent sigh.

The difficulty of this piece was general, but the feelings it wanted to express were rich.

Only one person performed the piece before Qi Mu. At the end of their performance, Evra didn’t bother to spare them a glance. Jacques just sneered and didn’t comment. Only Caroline had a good temper and told the person to wait for their notice.

There was no comparison. Even if there was…

It was too big of a difference!

When Qi Mu played the last note, Evra raised his head. He looked at the young man keenly, looking as though he could read his mind.

The next moment, he sighed. “Lance said that you were a very skilled violinist. I think he’s wrong.”

“Your skill is nothing short of breathtaking.”

Evra’s voice resounded in the rehearsal room. Qi Mu just smiled and listened as the old man continued, “I thought you would be like the great Paganini, with all the dazzling, fancy skill but lacking in emotion. But today… I’ve decided I like your Bach very much.”

Qi Mu bowed politely. “Thank you for your compliments, Mr. Evra.”

“Oh! Little Seven,” Falling in love with the young man’s music, Evra called Qi Mu his nickname. “I really am shocked that you have such a good grasp on 《Chaconne》. To be honest, your style reminds me of someone. You’re very similar, but your violin is much more mature than his.”

Qi Mu was shocked when he heard this, but Evra continued, “He… He was the person whose position you’re applying for. Not only was he skilled, his music was packed with delicate emotion.”

“You mean Lu?!” Caroline exclaimed.

Jacques looked at the youth with a complex expression.

Qi Mu smiled calmly as Evra went on, “Yes, I’m talking about Lu, Caroline.” Then he turned to Qi Mu and said, “There was another person who played this piece before you today for the auditions. The way he played was very common, without a professional tone. He didn’t understand what Bach wanted to express, it really disappointed me.”

Qi Mu suddenly said, “I don’t know who you’re speaking of, Mr. Evra…?”

“Oh, it was a violinist of our orchestra.” Evra replied flatly.

On his side, Jacques sneered and added, “Yeah, that guy hasn’t improved one bit even after so long, has he? Other than his acceptable skills, his understanding of music itself is terrible.”

Caroline, on the other hand, reprimanded him. “Jacques, no matter what, Luo is a member of our orchestra.”

Jacques just spread his hands, no longer saying anything.

Mr. Evra was too lazy to comment anything on Luo Yu Sen. He looked at Qi Mu and said, “Little Seven, your teacher called me last night. Although he didn’t quite agree with you coming to our orchestra… He wanted me to listen to your violin and give you a fair judgement. And now, I think… even the violinists after you won’t be able to surpass your performance. You are worthy of getting the first place in this audition.”

For such a high evaluation, Qi Mu could only say, “You flatter me, Mr. Evra.”

But then, Evra shook his head. “But Little Seven, it’s precisely because of this…”

“That I’m sorry, but I can’t appoint you as our deputy concertmaster.”