Chapter 117

After the exciting opening performances ended, the Paris’ National Conservatory of Music finally entered the formal lecture period as scheduled.

For students like Qi Mu and Dylan, the opening ceremony was just words and held no meaning. They don’t even know what “holiday” meant.

At least the tasks for the orchestra members became easier once the semester started. After all, they had their own courses to complete. There was no time to be idle.

Realizing he had only half a semester to spend with his lovely student, Akkad’s temper was a lot better. He even lowered the threshold for Qi Mu. Often, he would order Qi Mu to practice Tchaikovsky’s 《’?”

“Oh my God, are you talking about that ‘Stargazy pie’? It’s so delicious! I like the soft meat under the head the most. It’s so wobbly and soft, like jelly!”

Qi Mu: “…”

So… As a person from the Dark Empire, you’re very fond of the dark cuisine…

Where on earth does your self-confidence come from, if you still dare to despise sashimi?! 

……

After growing more familiar with the orchestra, Qi Mu made new friends and received a lot of party invitations.

However, because practice kept him busy, Qi Mu hardly went to any of them. It disappointed his new friends enough to ask, “Little Seven, you don’t love us. Aren’t we best friends?”

Qi Mu had no choice but to take the group of foodies to his house. He held a hot pot party and barbeque party every couple of weeks to feed his friends, who drooled at the mere thought of Chinese food. Afterward, all of them said, “Little Seven, you really are my best friend!”

Such fulfilling days passed by quickly. Before Qi Mu knew it, they were already three days away from their performance at the Philharmonie de Paris.

His days were so satisfying that when Clive gave him three tickets for family members, Qi Mu thought, Do I want to invite the man who’s thousands of miles away?

When Qi Mu picked up his mobile phone, it immediately started to ring.

He looked at the name written across the screen, shock written across his face. Pressing the answer button, he helplessly said, “Well, I was just about to call you. I didn’t expect you to call me first.”

Over the phone, Min Chen didn’t expect such a thing to happen either. Walking to the window, Qi Mu listened to the man’s deep voice across the line. “What were you going to tell me?”

Somehow, Lena and her boyfriend’s ‘greasy, crooked’ dialogue during the afternoon’s rehearsal break flashed to the forefront of Qi Mu’s mind.

The young man involuntarily smiled, but his voice was serious. With a tone full of grievances, he said, “What… Can’t I just miss you?”

Min Chen over the phone: “…”

Just when Qi Mu could no longer hold back his laugh and admit to teasing him, Min Chen’s dumbfounded voice sounded from the other end of the line. “… I miss you too.”

Why does he sound like a young wife? Qi Mu couldn’t help but laugh. “Okay, I really have something to say to you, which is why I wanted to call you. Do you have something to tell me, too?”

“Well, there is something.”

Qi Mu nodded. “Well, then you say it first.”

“You first.”

“No, you first.”

“You first.”

“No, you.”

“…”

After a moment of silence, Qi Mu didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. “I’m sending you an invitation!”