KOCM

66-70

Chapter 66

Since there were no serious repercussions, this crisis came and went as a simple matter. Evra's strict mannerisms and his fierce criticism of Jasper made the entire thing akin to dropping a stone into the sea, negligible.

Jasper thanked Min Chen solemnly afterward, but the latter waved it off and answered, "It doesn't matter, it isn't a big deal."

Evra snorted, never wanting to pay attention to this abominable guy again!

No wonder Farrell would say: Don't compare yourself to Min Chen! This inhuman creature can kill with just words!

In the hustle and bustle of Paris, Qi Mu naturally didn't know of this "small matter."

On the fifth day of practice, Qi Mu stared at the music score of his adaptation. He laughed a little and turned it over, saying to himself, "Now. . . I really have no ideas left. . ."

He had never done anything like this in the past, especially adapting such a familiar song. These days, he had practiced 《No. 24》 to the point that he could hear it in his head before going to bed at night. Yet, it still did not reach the level Professor Akkad desired.

Qi Mu practiced the song again and again for the entire afternoon, hoping to find some inspiration. Of course, nothing appeared. After heaving a long sigh, he packed up his things.

After leaving college, he would either head to the Seine River or the Eiffel Tower to see the scenery--this was Qi Mu's life nowadays.

He wanted to find inspiration in the relaxation, but the elves were being mischievous and hiding it from him.

Qi Mu dried his hair that evening and gave a rare peek at the Danube Forum. Pleasantly surprised at the speed of the internet, he refreshed the front page.

The most popular posts were about the Vienna Symphony Orchestra's performance tonight. Qi Mu had been "isolated" from the world the past few days and realized that now. . . Evra and the orchestra gave their premiere concert in London already!

Qi Mu's hatred at seeing the name "Vienna Symphony Orchestra" had already loosened. Of course, he couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't break that scum to pieces next time he saw him, to let him experience the same agony of suffocating to death.

He read a few more posts then stopped paying any mind to it. About to close the page, he saw a few threads marked "Hot." All of them introduced Bai Ai's concert that would be held in three days.

Qi Mu suddenly realized. . . Bai Ai left Paris quite a while ago.

He hadn't realized it had been so long. . . Over the past few days, he had been in constant contact with that man by text, so Qi Mu didn't even realize he was on the other side of the strait.

Since Qi Mu arrived in Paris, he and Min Chen were often in contact, like friends. At first, Min Chen accidentally sent a text when practicing the piano. At the time, Akkad happened to be on the sofa nearby and saw his screen.

The little old man pouted, "Little Seven, exactly how do you use Chinese characters? The language is too complicated, who are you talking to?"

Qi Mu remembered. . . his proud teacher seemed to dislike Min Chen recently. Thus, he felt fortunate his phone defaulted to Chinese.

He later told Min Chen it was probably best not to contact him during the day. After all. . . not only did he have to practice, but he also had the temperamental Akkad beside him.

He was in such constant contact with the man, it was strange that Qi Mu didn't know Bai Ai was holding a concert in London. He studied the English text on his computer and his phone vibrated next to him.