musicians of old

Chapter 133 The Second Half of a Sentence (4K [-]-in-[-])

Always doing the right thing, why explain?

"Hehehe" Fan Ning finally let out a sneer.

"I can't think of it, I really can't think of it, how could I have thought of it? The Sylvia at the underground party, the one who played the congregation of the three secret organizations of the Harmony School, the Pleasure Listening Club, and the Transcendental Club. Tie, Sylvia, who is honestly acting according to her commission, is actually a member of your special patrol office!?. I still pretend to be against the special patrol office at the underground party? Hahahahaha I'm fucking I'm afraid I'm not a fool"

Hearing this, Benjamin couldn't help frowning and asked, "Sylvia? I seem to have heard of this name before. Which school of yours should have reported it?"

Fan Ning smiled and shook his head again and again: "You have done what you should do, why pretend not to know about this matter? What can I do to you? No wonder you usually look like you know everything, no wonder you Today, I stepped on the spots and picked up the omissions so punctually."

Benjamin's tone was still calm: "Think about why you didn't die just now, and why the two people at the bottom of the pit were about to rescue Fanning. For the sake of your bloodshed and efforts today, let me wake you up—"

"Question less, listen more to arrangements. When you are told to step down, you step back, and when it's your turn to be a hero, you go up and be your hero, like now."

He waved at a person who looked like a police officer leading the team, and gave orders: "Except for a few here, those members of the Bologna School who did not participate in the war outside will all be brought back to the special inspection hall to talk."

Immediately ignore Fanning.

Under the leadership of Benjamin, the other policemen, with professional rescue equipment, entered the deep pit of the stage along the ladder one by one.

Fan Ning looked at the classmates whose life and death were unknown in the symphony hall. His father's work files flashed through his mind, and then the fragments of the music series in the Turner Museum of Art and the voice and smile of Mr. Anton flashed through his mind. He forcibly suppressed himself. Feeling emotional, he stopped questioning and slowly closed his eyes.

Let's not talk about whether my father had a holiday with them
The Special Patrol Office is aware of the specific plan of the secret organization to cooperate in the implementation of the "Phantom Man" mystery ritual, which is beyond doubt.

I don't know that the Special Inspection Office needs to seal the "phantom" for a certain purpose, but they let themselves give up the graduation concert in order to ensure that the secret ceremony can be carried out, which is beyond doubt.

Regardless of the death of one person who knew or four people who knew about this incident, at least so many students died at the scene, and it is impossible for the Special Inspection Office to foresee the result, which is undoubtedly true.

The key item that caused the death of Mr. Anton was the remnant of the sound column, which was consigned by the Special Inspection Hall after it was taken away from the art gallery, and the mysterious chords on it were also reflected in Cecil's music, which is beyond doubt.

Are these facts really washable?
Fanning took a deep breath, turned around, and opened his eyes.

He stepped over the classmates who were lying in disorder in the darkness, and walked step by step to the door of the symphony hall.

During the long process of climbing the steps, he suddenly recalled something, and reached out to touch the blood-stained pocket of his trousers.

These are the most expensive trousers in his formal stock, and aside from tonight's premiere, he last wore them late last year.

He touched the hard paper folded into a ball of small cubes, and took it out to unfold.

Gould's new calendar 913 piano solo tour Uvransel New Year's Concert Station, No. 8, row 15, odd number side, first floor, ticket price 12 pounds.

In his mind, the old pianist's curled performance posture, the towering and lofty sound building under his fingertips, and the scene of bowing deeply to the audience while holding the piano after the performance came to his mind.

In the end, he was in the deep pit of the stage just now, with broken limbs, unable to turn over, and kept repeating the scene of trying to run away.

"Keep playing your piano and writing your tunes"

Fanning took a deep breath and stepped out of the symphony hall. There were long-lost lights in the corridor, a few familiar and worried eyes from the crowd, and countless photo frames outside the police cordon.

It's very noisy here.

Wails, wails of pain, heated arguments, meaningless screams.

Dozens of journalist-like people yelled at themselves amidst the noise of the crowd, and a lot of questions from various aspects were thrown at Fan Ning, including irrelevant questions and the most urgent questions at the moment:
"You are Mr. Fanning, who just premiered the First Symphony outside the square?"

"May I ask if there is anyone you like among the participating musicians?"

"The monster that attacked the students inside was killed by you, right?"

"Mr. Fanning, were you the first composer, or the first intellectual?"

"Mr. Fanning, you gave up the graduation concert before, did you know that there would be monsters attacking the concert hall?"

"Is there any secret in it?"

"Are the principal and the dean still inside?"

"If someone wants to collect your "First Symphony" manuscript, what is the lowest price in your mind?"

"Will you stay on to teach after graduation? What position do you think you can get?"

"When is the next official performance of the "First Symphony"?"

Fan Ning slowly stepped out of the cordon, stretched out his hand to push aside the crowd, and slowly uttered a few words with exhaustion:
"Let's talk, I'm tired."

With drooping eyes, he walked back to the nearest office of Professor Anton with a leaden pace.

Lock the door tightly, wash off the blood on his face, and fall asleep directly on the wooden floor.

It was a long, deep, dreamless sleep.

Fanning didn't open his eyes until after four o'clock in the afternoon the next day.

The sun that has been set to the west passes through the window, leaving rows of grids on the ground.

The stomach is very hungry, and the inspiration is fully restored.

A thick stack was spat out from under the telegraph machine in the office, and he quickly flicked it one by one to find reports about the incident.

According to the latest figures released by the police, the student confirmed the death toll at 95.

It didn't exceed a hundred, accounting for only one-twentieth of the total audience.

They mainly include the first group of people who died of mental or physical collapse before Principal Sternike and the other three shot, as well as those who jumped from the second and third floors and fell to death directly, and some people who were trampled to death.

It is reasonable to say that nearly [-]% of the affected audience at the scene should have gone crazy and died afterwards, but the other end of their inspiration was previously affected by the resonance of Fanning's "First Symphony".

After the incident, the Special Inspection Office and the school used methods to stabilize their minds for treatment, and their mental pollution was easily removed.

The deep sleep, the recovery of inspiration, and the lower-than-expected death and injury data, these factors made Fanning's state of mind change from simple heaviness to a complex state of heaviness and relief.

At least on the night of May 5, he had all the revelations he longed for, all the things he could do.

But some pictures, as long as you close your eyes, will be played back in your mind.

The origin of the mysterious chords in the fragments of the sound series, the deaths of Mr. Anton and Dean Gould, and the archives of his father's work
He flipped through the manuscript of the "First Symphony" again, and the teacher's handwriting on the last movement was still there:

"In the last point we have touched, the ending of the piece is only apparent, and a false ending in the whole sense. My intention was to show the struggle that sometimes people think that victory is at hand when in fact it is not. Out of reach."

"The sense of hearing is indeed brilliant, but the motivation of the giant of resistance has actually disappeared in the end. Victory has nothing to do with him. His time has either passed or has not yet come."

False. Victory?

It's over.

Repercussions from the outside world poured in like snowflakes, the school’s official accident report, the Special Inspection Office’s commendation report within the organization of those who know, letters of thanks and praise from all walks of life, news messages, media music reviews, event invitations, and classmates. Inquiry. Fanning became the one who turned the tide in the graduation concert "Monster Attack", and was officially recognized as a "Young Composer" by mainstream music critics.

Contrary to the more respectful or well-meaning appellations in society, when this word appears in written language, school officials, art circles, news media, and music critics often use it with extreme caution and restraint.

Composers, young composers, famous composers, great composers, and great composers have subtle grade gaps among the various titles, and every upward step is a difficult leap.

"Saint Lenia University Journal" said that the young composer Fanning organized the premiere on Mayer Avenue as "a tribute to the master" and "a feat that can shine in the annals of history", and called "Symphony No. [-] in D Major" It has become the "consolation and light with hope" in the unfortunate event. With "luck in misfortune", the school has added such a large-scale orchestral work with "perfect classical techniques and humanistic background" to this year's school history. .

From the perspective of business and popularity, "Uvransell Art Review" predicted how many flowers and praises "First Symphony" would bring to the young composer Fan Ning, and also predicted the publication of him and his teacher Professor Anton Sheet music will usher in a wave of upsurge in sales.

"Hoffmann Gramophone" believes that, looking at the creative process of many composers, few of them have shown a mature musical vocabulary with a strong personal style in their first symphony, "...it has both flowers, Fruits and thorns, there are resistance, interrogation and sublimation. In fact, when we appreciate the follow-up symphony works of the young composer Carlon van Ning in the future, we may find that as early as the "First Symphony", he has already Initially formed all the personal characteristics that he should form."

"Tioline Cultural Weekly" did not use too much ink to describe the symphony itself, but called on the art world to re-examine the artistic personality and value of the famous composer Anton Konar. The article listed the late medieval master Casio Nitsch, the master of Benicism Tarakani, the contemporary master of Romanticism Schillings and others all have historical stages in which their works have been cold. the fertile land far away".

At least the changes have begun, haven't they?
……

More than 20 days later, on the evening of June 6, the Symphony Hall of the Conservatory of Music.

The dilapidated building of the auditorium has not been repaired, and a postponed graduation concert was held here again in a hurry. The 1400 seats have never been as crowded as it seems now, and the corridors, steps, and aisles are full of listeners.

The music moves from the waking up of nature, to the spring field and the fragrance of birds and flowers, from the simple and enthusiastic country dance to the meaningful forest funeral, from the ferocious and terrifying predestination to the hero's struggle and demise.

At the end of the final chapter, seven horn players stood up and blew an elegy symbolizing divinity and purification. The band ended brilliantly with strong blows, and the audience burst into overwhelming cheers.

The lights came on, and Fanning, in a tuxedo, waved his hands in an upward arc, motioning the band to stand.

He turned around from the podium and saw that the students in the auditorium, like the people in the corridor, had all stood up. The momentum of more than [-] people was extremely large, and the Hoffman version of "Bravo" sounded one after another, and it was about to explode. Turn over the roof.

Fanning bowed to the auditorium first, and then walked off the podium to shake hands with Sheeran, the principal violinist. At this time, boys in black dresses or girls in various gorgeous dresses began to present flowers on the stage.

He thanked him left and right, and took five or six hands in an instant. When he couldn't take it anymore, he gave it to Sheeran who was closest to him, and then gave it to Roy who was a little farther away, and then all the front row musicians of the string group .

Later, more and more bouquets were received, and Fan Ning began to bow and send them to the wind music section at the back. Boys and girls were still running to the stage, but the scene gradually became crowded, and many people directly gave them to their favorite musicians.

Somewhat overwhelmed, Fan Ning returned to the front of the stage to take a curtain call, and then temporarily left the stage to sort out his appearance in the dark aisle.

The scattered and noisy cheers outside gradually turned into uniform and rhythmic clapping.

Fan Ning returned to the hall for the second curtain call, and saw that the stage had turned into a sea of ​​flowers, especially a small hill was piled up around the podium.

He stepped onto the stage, raised his baton, and flipped through the score. The symphony orchestra sat down again, and the hall returned to silence.

In the encore repertoire, Fan Ning first chose the orchestral overture from Professor Anton's "Mass in F Minor", commemorating Dean Gould and the dead who died more than [-] days ago with sad and solemn music, and then performed They performed two waltzes in the style of the sacred Janus Kingdom in the Western Continent, bringing back the mood of the students under the atmosphere of graduation.

He left the stage, came out to call the curtain again, left the stage again, took the curtain call again, and repeated it more than ten times before he was let off by everyone.

At the entrance of the cast and crew lounge, he was once again surrounded by more than a dozen large and small media with photographic equipment.

The editor-in-chief of the "Saint Lenia University Journal" took the lead to ask: "Mr. Fanning, you have shown your preference for title music creation in music salons and chamber music creations, so this piece is your pioneer in the field of orchestral music. Does the "Symphony No. [-] in D Major" of your last work have the title you personally instructed?"

Fanning nodded, smiled slightly, and spit out a word:
"giant."

The night of the graduation concert is doomed to sleepless.

Lu reserved an entire floor of the most expensive hotel in Uvransel for everyone, as a celebration of the successful conclusion of the show.

Tonight is for the flowers, the courtesies, the feast, the wine, and... all the teenage glory, school days, and youth that Fanning used to think about.

Then came another morning.

To the west of the west gate of St. Lenia University, in the depths of Oak Street, Liufenus Garden.

The sky is clear, the sun is bright, the birds are singing like washing, the breeze is blowing over the face, mixed with the smell of soil and green grass, and the delicate flowers of various colors on the roadside are hanging with dew, shining like gemstones.

Sheeran, who was wearing a light gauze white dress, squatted on the grass, clutching the hem of the skirt with one hand, and reaching for the stone slab in front of the tombstone with the other, setting aside a small space among the colorful flower bouquets.

The flowers are bright and delicate, and it can be seen that the time for people to present flowers is near.

She put a thick black book in the middle of the flowers, it was the hardcover score of Symphony No. [-] in D Major.

The summer wind blew across her cheeks, and the brown hair flew back, and the score was also blown and rattled.

The boy in black formal attire stood behind the little girl, slowly took off his top hat, and stared silently ahead.

The original text carved by the plasterer on the tombstone has been filled in, and on top of the black and white photo, a dark golden bust of gilded bronze has been newly cast.

Behind the bronze statue is the "Unfalling Fire" symbol of the Church of the Holy Sun. In addition to engraving the name, the year of birth and death on the base, there is also an index of the catalog of works, and an epitaph transferred from the original tombstone.

The text left by the boy was filled with the second half of the sentence:

"His time will come, and some people will live after death."

(End of first volume)

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