King's Landing in France

Chapter 111 History Has Been Messed Up
After An Ning managed to stabilize her Dao heart, she took a closer look at the person in front of her.

This one really looks like the Beethoven on the famous quotes hanging on the side of the classroom when I was in school. An Ning remembers it very clearly. There were four famous quotes hanging in the classroom in middle school, and the only foreigner was Beethoven!
He didn't know why he began to have auditory hallucinations in his mind, Beethoven's Symphony of Destiny - that masterpiece that everyone can hear as long as you say Dang Dang Dang Dang!
An Ning: "Uh... Mr. Beethoven, hello."

Involuntarily used honorifics.

Beethoven smiled: "You are too polite, you are so respectful to a penniless composer like me!"

... Beethoven became famous, it seems that he started at the age of 22. Although Beethoven at this time had the reputation of musical supernatural powers, he really didn't have much fame yet.

After all, if he arrived in France in 1790, his first two works, "Oratorio for the Death of Joseph II" and "Oratorio for the Enthronement of Leopold II" should not have been written.

Good guy, Beethoven originally wrote carols for the Austrian royal family, and became a revolutionary eulogist.

Good guy, what does this mean, it means that no matter how An Ning struggles, history has frankly gone off track.

Otherwise, "Oratorio for the Enthronement of Leopold II" would not have been born.

An Ning was in great shock because she noticed the derailment of history.

Beethoven didn't notice it at all, and continued to extend the invitation enthusiastically: "My friend and I formed a theater troupe in Cologne and rehearsed a short play depicting the storming of the Bastille. Come to the troupe for guidance!"

An Ning: "I don't dare to be a director. I don't know anything about music or opera."

This is the truth, An Ning's knowledge of music and opera is only enough to complain about Indian movies on the Internet.

Beethoven was very enthusiastic: "You just need to tell us whether you have restored the scene at that time—no, whether you have restored one percent of the scene at that time!"

——It is impossible to restore, unless in your play, the lion of the Bastille was forcibly carried into the Bastille.

An Ning: "This... art should come from life and be higher than life. It doesn't need to be the same as the situation on the spot."

Beethoven: "That's right, you have insight from the moment you speak!"

No, no, I didn't say this sentence, it was Chernyshevsky—did it, and accidentally stole someone else's famous quote.

Beethoven: "We have a performance tonight, if it's convenient for you...Of course, it's fine if you have other work to do."

An Ning thought about it, but he actually didn't have any other work to do, so he could just go and see what Beethoven and the others were bragging about.

In this way, I also have a psychological preparation in the future, so that I won't be caught off guard by the "Lion of the Bastille" like today.

An Ning: "No problem, I happen to be free tonight, so let's go to your theater company."

"Then I'll lead the way, everyone in the troupe is waiting for you!"

Anning nodded.

Beethoven directly took his horse and willingly acted as a pawn for An Ning.

Good fellow, Beethoven led the horse for me, and he will be famous in history in the future, no matter what, I will lose face too much.

After walking a few steps, An Ning gradually accepted the fact that history has been lopsided, and began to think about how to make use of this situation.
At this time, Beethoven said again: "By the way, I heard that you are sometimes too humble. I actually saw you today, and I found that you are so. Obviously you have quite good attainments in music. I heard your troops sing The military song "Song of the National Self-Defense Forces" composed by you is very catchy, and the level is very high!"

An Ning quickly clarified: "It was just a chance. In fact, I don't understand music theory at all, and I can't even read music scores."

An Ning can also read the number 12345 in the numbered notation, but An Ning really can't understand the tadpole notation.

Beethoven: "You can write such a great piece of music without knowing the score. Doesn't it mean that you have talent? In the version to be performed tonight, I have re-scored your piece and added it to the play. It will be sung after the storming of the Bastille!"

An Ning: "Uh...wouldn't it be a bit abrupt?"

"Maybe it's a bit abrupt, but this song can show the difference between the National Guard and the old army!" Beethoven said enthusiastically, "I will definitely convey the feeling of surging heart when I first heard this song An army that respects the masses! No such army has ever appeared on the land of France, no, in the whole of Europe!"

That really didn't.

At this moment, An Ning suddenly had a wonderful idea.

Before that, he always wanted to find the original author of the Marseillaise and induce the birth of the Marseille in advance, but he failed.

Now that there are talented composers like Beethoven, just humming the melody should be enough for Beethoven to compose this famous piece.

With the Marseillaise, the combat capability of the French army is super doubled. The French army singing the Marseille and charging once made the whole of Europe frightened.

An Ning: "I don't think it's appropriate, after all, the National Guard has been armed for a long time, but at the time of the Bastille, everyone was an ordinary citizen who had just been armed.

"Citizens are forced to arm themselves to save the revolution. I have a tune that might be more appropriate."

Then An Ning hummed the melody of the Marseillaise.

When playing Assassin's Creed Revolution, the people sang the Marseillaise on the street before the Bastille was captured. This scene was actually a trick, because the Marseillaise hadn't been created theoretically at this time.

But this does not prevent this scene from being very shocking. An Ning was standing on the roof of a nearby building, listening to the chorus of the crowd before starting to do the task.

But An Ning wanted to copy the Marseillaise, but there was a huge problem: he didn't know the lyrics.

In other words, he only knew the translated lyrics, and the lyrics were simply translated and not filled into the music, so he couldn't sing them.

An Ning only knows the chorus of the Marseillaise, and there is a line that sounds like "Matthew, Matthew, where are you".

So now An Ning can only hum the tune.

When Beethoven heard the melody, he slowed down his pace, and the expression on his face seemed to be immersed in the music.

After An Ning finished humming, Beethoven said excitedly: "It's great! Just listening to the melody of this song is very powerful! It is indeed more suitable for passionate battle scenes than "Song of the National Guard"! What about the lyrics?"

An Ning thought you asked me. He had only read the translated lyrics of the Marseillaise, and he didn't remember much of the translated lyrics. At this time, he could only say: "I haven't figured it out yet, it probably calls for citizens to unite. Arm yourself and fight against the devil who tramples us!"

While talking, An Ning tried to sing the only line of lyrics he knew: "Matthew! Matthew, where are you!"

Unexpectedly, this plug-in of mine is very powerful, and it also has intelligent recognition. It directly made An Ning sing the refrain of the Marseillaise: "Go! Go! Irrigate our fields with the dirty blood of the enemy!"

Many people around turned their heads to look at An Ning, and some recognized An Ning and shouted: "It's the lion of Bastille!"

"The lion is about to water our fields with the dirty blood of our enemies!"

An Ning: "No, no, I'm singing, here are the lyrics, the lyrics!"

Beethoven slapped his thigh, startling An Ning.

Beethoven: "Great, I'm going to compose the music right away, and if I'm quick enough, I can use it tonight! As for the lyrics, I can ask my friend, the poet Elinor Ormons, to fill in one!"

who?Who is Elinor Ormons sending?Is there such a person in French history?
An Ning wanted to raise her forehead, okay, on a whim, the Marseillaise became composed by Beethoven, and then the lyricist became a poet who didn't know his name!
History is over!

Beethoven: "By the way, I will ask my friend to keep your words, which are very powerful: Onward! Onward! Water our fields with the dirty blood of our enemies!"

(End of this chapter)