KOCM

201-205

Chapter 201

Antonin Dvorak was one of Czech's greatest composers of the 19th century.

This masterful musician who experienced the Czech national revival published his first musical piece at the age of 18, and at 24, wrote his famous 《The Bells of Zionice》. Since then, he crafted numerous compositions throughout his life and made glorious contributions to the splendid culture of classical music.

One named 《Symphony No. 9 in E minor》 was obviously Dvorak's ninth symphony.

This piece was composed when Dvorak was the director of the New York Conservatory of Music in the US. So long as the name "Dvorak" was mentioned, everyone would think of this 《Ninth Symphony》.

This song also went by the alias 《From the New World》.

This was a symphony of hope and light with a passionate melody and a tenacious theme. For hundreds of years, it has inspired countless warriors who have struggled with darkness to never give up.

When he heard the name of this piece, Qi Mu asked, "Are you performing the fourth movement?"

The elevator doors opened at this moment, and a few people exited to see Hooke nodding. "Yes, Little Seven. We will finally use this fourth movement. No one has any doubts about the song choice, but there are conflicting views on the instrument lineup."

As they spoke, everyone arrived at the solid wooden door of their destination, and Hooke, who had been very happy moments ago, was saddened terribly. He sighed heavily. "Mr. Dorenza, Mr. Tuckerman, Mr. Motl, Little Seven... I don't need to say more. When you go in, you'll understand."

Under everyone's surprised gazes, Hooke held the door knob as if resigned to his fate and gently pushed the door open. The door opened just a crack, and a faint noise emerged, growing as the gap got larger and larger...

Until it formed a wave of sound almost solid in its intensity to rush out the door!

"The horn, the trumpet, the clarinet! The Ninth is based on wind instruments. If you want to match this anniversary's theme, there must be a concession somewhere! The focus of this year's promotion is 'Night of Strings'. It's been advertised for so long. How can we possibly change the subject so suddenly?!"

"But have you seen an orchestra dare to use string instruments to perform the Ninth? Dali, don't take it for granted! Have you ever heard of someone performing the Ninth on a stringed instrument?!!"

"What do you think, Lucas? For the finale, let's finish off with a brass-themed song? Good God, it's 'Night of Strings' on all the posters and tickets. Stringed. Instruments. Can't you see?!"

"Then you tell me now, what are you going to use in place of the horn? The trumpet? How about the clarinets?!"

......

In the spacious conference hall, the lights shone in brightly through the clean windows. A ten-meter-long conference table divided the New York Philharmonic Orchestra into two. Both sides had their own opinion and argued fiercely, no one willing to step down.

And in the center position of the conference table, sat Mr. Boswell. Seeing this gentle conductor's indifferent smile, Qi Mu asked, "Hooke, how's it possible for New Ai to dispute like this? Is there anyone in the world who has the heart to refuse Mr. Boswell's proposal?"

The bearded master said, wearing a complicated expression, "Little Seven, while I don't think anyone could reject Mr. Boswell... Mr. Boswell might think both arguments are valid?"

Qi Mu: "..."

Only after arguing a while longer did someone notice Qi Mu and everyone's arrival. Mr. Boswell was delighted and gave his old friends a hug. The smile on his face grew even brighter when he saw Qi Mu, "I really didn't expect, two years ago, that we'd meet again... under such circumstances. Little Seven, it's a pleasure to see you again."