"Hello, we are students of the Yanjing Conservatory of Music in China..."

Vienna is the music capital of Austria and the world's music capital. Almost half of the world's greatest musicians have appeared here. The annual Naenna Music Festival has become a feast of global music. However, although Vienna is the music capital of the world, it is not a single singer or a symphony orchestra to participate. At this time, a group of Yanjing Conservatory students who came to the world's music capital were blocked from outside the music festival.

"Sorry, have you received the invitation letter?"

"Invitation letter?"

"This, this, can we apply now?"

"Sorry, we do not accept individual and group applications."

...

More than a dozen students who were blocked from the entrance of the Vienna Theater were helpless. They stood at the door and looked at the golden Vienna Hall in front of them, and a hint of desire arose in their hearts. However, when they thought that they could not even enter the gate just now, they sighed.

"What should I do with everyone?"

They were originally excited, but they didn't expect to encounter such a situation.

"What should I do? Go back?"

"Go back, this is too shameless, let alone how can we be worthy of Mr. Fanchen when we go back?"

"It's not about being shameless. The problem now is that we can't even enter the gate. What should you do if you ask us to?"

"Okay, stop arguing."

As the captain, Chen Gang stood up and interrupted the quarrel between the few people.

"Chen Gang, we don't want to argue. You are the captain. What do you want to do? Let's listen to you."

"Yes, Captain, we can't be sorry to Mr. Fanchen."

"Wait, I think about it."

Chen Gang frowned. They were all students in school and had fanatical dreams about music. But they were still too young. Although Vienna is the center of world music, they were not something they could come by as soon as they wanted. However, although Chen Gang was young, his mind was quite smart. When he encountered such trouble, Chen Gang was very calm and kept thinking about ways.

“Have it.”

More than ten minutes later, Chen Gang's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Well, captain, what's the solution?"

"Yes, captain, let's talk."

Nodding, Chen Gang said, "Did you see that all the guests invited today, singers, performance groups, and symphony orchestras will pass by here."

"Captain, you won't let us perform at the gate."

A team member understood what captain Chen Gang meant and said.

"Yes, is there anything wrong?"

"This is OK, but it's too valuable."

Chen Gang opposed: "Heroes don't care about their origins, let alone us being unknown people. What's the value of our value? Since we can't enter the gate, we won't go in. We will perform at this gate, and we will perform the violin concerto written by Mr. Fanchen for us here. I don't believe that our performance cannot attract them."

"I agree with the captain's words. What is the identity or not? Don't say that we are unknown people now, even if we are famous stars, I don't think it's a big deal. As long as we can perform this song, as long as we let everyone in the world pay attention to our music, then we will be considered successful."

"Well said, I agree with the captain's suggestion."

"I agree."

After a while, everyone expressed their opinions.

"Since that's the case, let's start now."

Do it as soon as you say it.

Young people have dreams.

Young people have no fear.

What's the matter if you can't enter the gate?

What's the shame?

As long as the world remembers and remembers this symphony from China, everything is enough.

"Everyone, are you equipped?"

"Then, start."

Xiaoti Concerto is not an ordinary song, it belongs to the category of symphony. Symphony is generally performed by many instruments. Small symphony orchestras have about a dozen people, but generally the members of relatively complete symphony orchestras have about 30 people, while large symphony orchestras often have more than 100 people. However, due to conditions, Chen Gang and the others only came with more than a dozen people. However, more than a dozen people are barely enough.

Captain Chen Gang made a starting gesture, and the team members had already started performing.

It’s just a pity that Chen Gang and his friends’ performances did not receive much attention. Even if someone passed by them, they just took a look and hurried into the theater. Even if someone stopped, they were still criticized.

"Haha, where did this copycat band come from? It's so lol."

"Yes, what do their instruments do? Why do they feel very strange?"

"It should be from the Chinese side. They brought their traditional instruments, and that one seemed to be called a flute."

"Okay, you have strong eyesight, but this is also funny enough. China is a desert of symphony, not to mention these young boys."

That's true.

The so-called symphony actually originated in the West, and there is no such thing as symphony in China at all. Even if it exists, it was passed down from the West. Unfortunately, so far, China has not produced symphony music that can leave its name in the world.

I performed for more than 20 minutes, but I didn't react anyway.

"Captain, do we still have to perform this?"

Seeing that it did not cause any response, a team member said.

"Of course, go ahead."

Chen Gang said firmly: "This is nothing, let's cheer for it."

At the call of the captain, everyone continued again.

Over and over again.

Everyone didn't know how long they played or how many times they performed. But the result was still not satisfactory... Although their persistence did cause some people to stop and watch. However, the protagonist tonight was not them, but the Naziona Music Festival. Even if someone had a small appreciation for them and thought this song was very interesting, in order to participate in the music festival, many people still entered the door of the music festival just after listening for a while.

...

"Oh, the music festival is getting worse every year."

An old man said at the guest seat of the Vienna Music Festival.

"Haha, Dean Boxiao, actually performed well. After all, it is not the era of our time, nor is it the era of the emergence of classical musical talents."

"Maybe."

Bo Xiao sighed.

But, he said yes, but he didn't agree.

In fact, as the dean of the Vienna Conservatory, when he watched Vienna music gradually lose its former charm in recent years, Xiao Bo was extremely worried. He was afraid that Vienna would lose its reputation as the global music capital in the next few years, or decades later. But he didn't know what to do?

"By the way, Xiao Bo, is that small symphony orchestra at the door from your school?"

“Which symphony orchestra?”

"It's the one at the door. It looks like it's a student from your college, but it's all yellow-skinned young people. I listened to it for a while and felt it was OK. However, the music festival has also begun, so I came here without listening much."

"No."

Xiao Bo shook his head: "I didn't call them here this year."

"That's strange, where did the symphony orchestra appear at the door?"

"Wait, Kate, do you think they performed well?"

Bo Xiao was a little surprised. He knew that this guy's appreciation has always been vicious, and it would be really good if he thought it was OK.

"Well, it's OK. I listened for a while and felt that their style was very special...but I didn't listen in detail in full."

"Let's go, Kate, let's go out together."

A little excited, Uncle Xiao stood up.

“Where to go?”

"Didn't you say that the band is very good? Let's go and listen together."

"Then here..."

"What else do you care about here and there? Let's go."
Chapter completed!