Thirteen Bass

Chapter 21 [21] Moonlight Trout

Dinner is settled at Carl's Bar.It is said to be a bar, but it is actually a small and fresh route. There are tables and chairs arranged on a small wooden water platform by the lake, and light beams are wrapped around the railings, which are in the shape of moons and stars.Flowers of various colors decorate the seats and tabletops, and the overall tone is elegant white and light yellow, which blends harmoniously with the green mountains and green waters.

The sky hadn't completely darkened yet, and the sky showed a staggered color of purple red and bright blue.

The number of people that Hallstatt can accommodate is limited, and most tourists will not choose to stay here overnight. As the sky darkens, the leisurely tranquility once again descends on the town.

Probably to match the environment, Qi Sinian changed into a light beige shirt and gray trousers.It will not be too formal, but it will appear tall and straight, with slender legs.

Karl prepared the seats with the best view for them, with the quiet and flowing lake at their feet, the branches and leaves of a big tree stretching from the side of the road to above the table, and scattered wooden swans hanging from the branches, swaying gently with the breeze.

When Bai Lang dragged the chair away, he saw a bunch of small flowers in the middle of the seat.

He was startled for a moment, reached out to pick up the bouquet, and saw Qi Sinian also pick up a bouquet from his chair.The two bouquets are of different colors, one is pale pink roses and the other is sky blue hydrangeas.

Qi Sinian smiled slightly, put the flowers in Bai Lang's hands naturally, and said with a smile, "Sit down."

Holding two bouquets of flowers in one hand, Bai Lang looked down and felt that the colors matched surprisingly well. Even a delicate flower like a hydrangea is still plump, so it can be seen that it has not been long since it was picked.

"Karl should have just picked it. He likes to grow flowers, and he has planted a lot of them on the side of his yard, and they all look good." Qi Sinian told him, "He is good at taking care of these. The climate here is indeed pleasant."

Bai Lang nodded, thinking to himself, one likes to grow flowers, the other likes to cook, no wonder they can become friends.

Carl came from inside, carrying the tray himself, and filled the small table in a short while.It can be seen that he attaches great importance to Qi Sinian and cooks the whole process himself.

Carl opened his chair and sat down, and naturally introduced the dishes in front of Bai Lang.Bai Lang listened carefully to Carl's words, and found that although his appearance was not as outstanding as Qi Sinian's, he had a gentle and thoughtful personality that was rarely seen among Europeans. people feel at ease from the bottom of their hearts.

The trout caught in Lake Hallstatt is smoked with special spices, and then fried with butter and salt until it is crispy. When the knife and fork are touched lightly, the snow-white fish will fall off the bone.According to Carl's instructions, Bai Lang squeezed fresh lemon to taste, and put it in his mouth along with the toasted crisps. After one bite, the fresh fragrance spread wantonly between his lips and teeth.

This very down-to-earth grilled trout has a very down-to-earth name, called "Moonlight Trout".It has a history of hundreds of years in Hallstatt, has witnessed several changes in this town, and is deeply loved by the locals.After Carl stayed here, he made some improvements to the local recipes and added them to the menu, which is now an out-and-out representative food.

Qi Sinian looked at Bai Lang puffing his cheeks, and asked with a smile, "How does it taste?"

"Delicious." Bai Lang nodded, then leaned his head closer and said softly, "It's worse than yours...a little bit."

"Thank you for your compliment." Qi Sinian smiled slightly, fluttered his eyelashes slightly, and said solemnly, "Actually, I think so too."

Bai Lang raised his eyes to look at his smiling eyes, and a gentle wind just happened to blow in front of him. The refreshing smell of the lake mixed with the very light perfume smell on Qi Sinian's body, it was refreshing when he breathed.

"I said, two." Carl patted the table dissatisfied, "Didn't it be agreed not to speak Chinese?"

Qi Sinian looked at Carl and said, "Bai Lang is praising your craftsmanship."

Hearing Carl's complaint, Bai Lang blushed unconsciously, and quickly said, "Sorry, Mr. Carl, the grilled fish is really delicious, I like it very much."

Carl finally showed a satisfied smile: "It's not too bad. It's so good."

After a while, there was a sporadic applause near the bar counter of the indoor bar. Bai Lang followed the prestige and looked over. It turned out that the light on the small bar counter was lit, and someone was singing with a guitar.

Karl had already drank some wine, and his expression became a little lost. He listened for a while, and whispered, "What are you singing about?"

The singer on the stage sang a sad popular song, the rhythm was slow and sad, even the picky performer Bai Lang could say that the song was good.Bai Lang turned his head to look at Qi Sinian, only to see that he was holding a wine glass and did not speak.

Carl was also silent for a while, then suddenly smiled, and said, "The two musicians in front of me are here, so there is no need for my resident singer."

Hearing this, Qi Sinian opened his mouth: "Can't musicians have a good meal?"

"I invited and cooked the meal." Carl didn't mind, instead he put his face on the back of his hand and said with a smile, "Bai, I heard that you are an excellent cellist, I have the honor to admire you play?"

Bai Lang hesitated for a moment, subconsciously went to look at Qi Sinian.

Carl was amused by his action, shook his head and continued to tease him: "Sean is your chief, not your guardian."

Bai Lang smiled and said, "I'll listen to the chief."

Now Karl was taken aback for a moment, looked at Bai Lang, then looked at Qi Sinian, his tone became sour: "Okay. The emotional communication between you musicians is at the soul level, and others can't compare it. "

Qi Sinian laughed, his laughter was deep and joyful: "It's sort of."

In the end, Bai Lang still didn't pick up the cello, because Qi Sinian was in a good mood, so he picked up the violin, walked to a flat ground by the lake, and started playing the tune.

The moonlight kissed Qi Sinian's hair quietly, and reflected bright light in his deep pupils.The moment he raised the bow, he became the only spot of light in the audience.

The whispers and chatter in the lakeside bar gradually disappeared. People from all over the world, of different skin colors and beliefs were gradually attracted by the sound of music and listened quietly.The quiet and beautiful melody of the violin almost turned into water and melted into the moonlight.Time also seemed to surrender to Qi Sinian's strings, becoming very slow and vague.

Carl wiped the mist outside the wine glass with his fingers, leaned back on the chair, and asked Bai Lang, "What song is this? I don't think I've heard it before."

Bai Lang kept staring at Qi Sinian's figure, and he couldn't control his brain. It wasn't until Carl asked the second time that he came back to his senses, and replied with a smile: ""Rose Knight". Richard Strauss A waltz in an opera. The principal added some of his own processing, changing the variation into a major blues scale, which actually sounds a bit jazzy, which is a genius arrangement."

Carl doesn't know much about professional music. Like everyone around him, he just thinks this piece sounds extraordinarily hazy and sweet.He nodded, "Yes", and sighed meaningfully: "Although I can't communicate with his soul through music, as a friend, I can tell that he is in a good mood. It's been a long time since I saw Sean so happy."

Upon hearing this, Bai Lang looked at him in surprise: "Could it be that the chief was in a bad mood before?"

Carl put down the wine glass in his hand, recalled it, and said: "I remember a period of time, he was in a bad mood, and he looked melancholy. I didn't often see him actively playing the violin."

Bai Lang immediately asked, "Because of what?"

Carl shrugged and said, "Maybe it's a musical bottleneck or something? I've been living in Hallstatt for the past few years, and I haven't spent much time with him."

Bai Lang lowered his head and thought for a while, feeling a little unimaginable.In his heart, Qi Sinian has always been gentle and strong.Just like his ability to deal with harmony colors, whether it is impassioned, guilty, or lingering or sad, he can always stand firmly on the high ground and control these emotions just right.

This is a mature and perfect playing style, and it is also a personal charm that Bai Lang admires endlessly.

Will such Qi Si Nian also encounter a bottleneck period?Bai Lang couldn't help thinking this way.

He vaguely discovered that he knew very little about Qi Sinian, except for the music-related parts in magazine pictorials, and he couldn't even give an objective evaluation.

Maybe it was because the confusion on his face was too obvious, Carl suddenly smiled, stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers in front of Bai Lang, and said, "Don't worry, Bai. Sean's condition looks great now, it's never been so good, I swear. Even if he encountered a bottleneck period, he must have come out of it."

Bai Lang looked over at him, and found that Karl seemed to be a little drunk, his cheeks were flushed, and his neckline seemed to be open on both sides.

Bai Lang reached out and poured a glass of ice water for him.

Carl takes a sip and laughs, "That's great. Looks like Sean has found his muse."

Bai Lang paused for breath, and stared blankly at where Qi Sinian was standing.

Qi Sinian had already finished a piece of music, his eyes met Bai Lang's, and he showed a smile full of moonlight.

What Carl and Qi Sinian said later, Bai Lang can't remember clearly anymore.

When he went back that night, he and Qi Sinian walked side by side for a short distance near the lake for a long time.

The faint moonlight pierced through the clouds and reflected on the vast sea-like Hallstatt Lake, and the reflected waves gave all the colorful pointed huts a shimmering silver edge.

Bai Lang really wanted to ask Qi Sinian, if you are as good as you, would there be times when you would be in pain because of music?However, after thinking about it, I felt that such a topic would not live up to the moonlight of the night.

He hoped that Qi Sinian would recall this night in the future, and only the long-lost friends, the flowers at the foot of the Alps, the food with a honey-colored aroma, and the hazy and ambiguous "Rose Knight" under the moonlight will be deeply engraved in his memory.

All of this, [-] percent beautiful stuff.