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Chapter 353 Chapter 1 Movement Awakening Poem: Undercurrent

Chapter 353 The First Movement: The Poem of Awakening (30): Undercurrent (Two in One)

On the same day, August 8st, in the early afternoon, the city of Uvransel in the Northern Continent.

According to the arrangement at the public meeting after the premiere day, today is the day when the preparations for the "Kaplan Art Fund" will be completed, the trusteeship handover ceremony will be held, and the Turner Art Hall will officially put into operation on its behalf.

The first batch of donations from all walks of life will be made public at the handover ceremony.

The disc of the "Second Symphony" is also on sale from today.

In the office of the music director in Turner Art Hall, there are many piles of documents in front of the desk and they are tidy. Sheeran has been staying here after lunch. Rolling up a few strands, he has been twisting the pen thoughtfully and repeatedly in his hand.

As far as work matters are concerned, Turner Art Hall currently has sufficient cash flow, an artistic reputation, and a steady stream of collaborators, so there is no need to worry about performance box office and record sales.

In terms of personnel team, Fanning's resignation, Kaplan's death, and Joan's disappearance are all great losses, but fortunately there are still many trustworthy people and a large group of dedicated artists.

With the relationship between Kaprun and Little Irene, for Olga, the administrative housekeeper, this is the home and spiritual sustenance for the rest of her life; the three generations of Congreve are the clerical staff of the Guidance School, with unique talents in operation and hard work; Lu has always been unambiguous in sending people to contribute money to matters big and small. The operation of the current art fund is completely handed over to Olga, Congreve and several department managers, which is enough to achieve results.

I am still an outstanding member of the school, and this is still the art venue of the school, just across the street from the woodpecker affairs consulting office, the members of the branch are frequent visitors here, and several instructors, including Viadrin, also take good care of this .

Everyone naturally knew that Humphrey represented the cultural department and took the lead in providing funding, but why is there still a Chief Owen? .
It is normal for multiple political departments to jointly represent the imperial authorities and support the development of the art industry, but the emergence of the General Police and Security Administration always makes ordinary people a little puzzled.

"...Here, on behalf of the Empire, I would like to pay high tribute to the artistic personality of Mr. Kaplan, the permanent conductor of the old symphony orchestra."

I can only say, "His previous artistic achievements are fine, but he has reservations about the latter"?
Combined with the information they had stayed in Houshanchao for 36 hours before.
Combined with the trend of "recruitment of potential musicians", which is very easy to make oneself daydream.

Facing the delicate and turbulent situation, I still felt a little uneasy about not being able to rely on it, but after considering the current situation, I have the best conditions to deal with it. If there are any other unexpected problems, the deputy team leader Roy-senpai will also Will provide help, but it is not a last resort, Xilan himself is not willing to bother her too much.

But send Inspector Owen? ...

The two schools are not clear, Owen has already played back and forth with Joan a few times, and squatted Fanning in the back of the Turner Art Hall for a long time, but the intelligence personnel have already found out that Colin and Vincent were at the same time. The B-105 Abnormal Area Investigation Team in the Special Patrol.

The auditorium on the first floor is crowded with people, the staff shuttles back and forth, and the sound of camera shutters is endless.

"Sir, the well is gone." The voice was extremely low.

"Has any of you seen that guy recently?" Viadrin's deep and deep voice came from behind.

It’s a strange feeling. People with knowledge have high inspiration and can use their subconscious better than ordinary people. Faced with this kind of problem, the timeline is still recent. If you have seen it, you have seen it, and if you haven’t seen it, you have never seen it. But they feel that they answered not come up.

Not to mention anything else, Humphrey's status is seriously unequal to him, although the public may not know it clearly.

Owen's voice continued: "But if we ignore more living great artists and even art masters like this in the future, it will be one thing after another that is even more regrettable. The 40th Harvest Art Festival is about to Entering the initial stage of planning and audition, various factors are intertwined. We hope that with greater efforts, broader vision, and more inclusive mind, more proud and eye-catching human art flowers will be presented in the autumn of two years later. bearing abundant fruit."

After Owen got off the stage and stepped aside, the gentleman with the briefcase walked up to him again: "Sir, although the well is gone, Mr. Wax helped us take some photos a few days ago."

The door knocked twice.

"Understood, I was thinking ill." The gentleman retreated into the crowd.

The members at the scene had a face-to-face meeting with Sheeran, and when they saw the little girl smiling and dealing with the dignitaries and media, DuPont and his party couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

"The secret door is still there, but the well has disappeared. Inside is a rectangular space several meters square, like a small warehouse for storage." The gentleman spoke very fast, and left the scene after speaking.

"It's useless alone." Owen didn't look back. "Without the direct verification link under the public witness, those things are likely to have the opposite effect. Keep saving them for the time being. First observe today's situation and report back for discussion."

"I believe that a considerable number of people in the art world here have already learned of the latest announcement that the Empire has solicited 'potential musicians' from around the world a few days ago. It must be said frankly that this movement has a trace of reflection. Reflecting on the fact that a musician of the 'great' level such as Kaprun only really entered the core vision of the empire after the completion of his artistic career, this makes his departure all the more regrettable."

"Miss Sheeran, you want me to knock on the door 15 minutes in advance." Congreve's voice came from outside the door.

Roy couldn't help frowning and crossing his chest to think.

There's nothing definite about this, is there?
Yes, Owen meant that Fanning might have been tainted by mystery. The sentence "a series of previous artistic attainments are still great" may be a bit ambiguous after thinking about it, but many people present know that he is an official knower. It was originally a high-risk group, and apart from worrying about his follow-up situation, it could not explain more problems.

Otherwise, after making up a self-explanatory story, what if someone jumped out alive a few days later, hid in a corner and sent a telegram to refute the rumor?
As for the situation just now, Owen seemed to be planning to carry out a relatively serious characterization, but someone suddenly reminded him that something unexpected happened, such as some evidence that he thought he could grasp, but suddenly found that it had lost its effectiveness, even "using a little imagination" "Strength" can't do it?

Roy stood in the crowd and stared.

Roy's expression changed slightly upon hearing this.

It was also the first time he had encountered the shifting secret realm and its collapse.

"Thank you, I'll be down right away." Sheeran put down the pen and stood up after staring blankly for a moment.

It seems that the Special Patrol Office doesn't even know whether he is dead or alive!

Owen stepped forward, and it seemed that he was the one to give the speech.

In this way, not only the photos will be questioned as "falsified and slandered" or "unable to prove the connection with the Turner Art Hall", but also there is no room for manipulation in the briefing. My speech just now is almost a bunch of nonsense.

The two parties jointly represented the imperial authorities and donated a total of 10000 pounds to the "Kaplan Art Fund".

"Let's take a look at today's follow-up." Owen waited for the first batch of large donations to begin.

He waited for the more critical content of the subsequent speech.

The public found this to be the case: the cultural department naturally thanked Mr. Kaplan for his selfless dedication, while the police department found that the juvenile crime rate in the Uflandsell area was There was a noticeable decline, thanks in part to Turner Hall's "Music Rescue" or "Arts for All" program.

This announcement somewhat surprised and worried the people present.

Olga shook hands with Humphrey and Owen respectively, while Sheeran leaned over to sign the donation agreement.

The strange look in Owen's eyes flashed away,
He started to speak.

The takeover ceremony has not yet officially started, and everyone is socializing in groups of three or four, but in the corner beside the seat, there is a man sitting in a wheelchair who is ignored. He also seemed to be suffering from serious leg problems, and he didn't seem to have any mobility. His hands were tucked into his sleeves, and he looked a little withdrawn and listless.

This is interesting.

The establishment of the "Kaplan Art Fund" is considered a big event in the art world. The Special Patrol Office must take the lead in donating a sum, and according to the usual practice, allocate the funds to the government departments, and then send a "representative of the police and security department" over.

At this time, a gentleman with a briefcase trotted onto the stage.

"How is Owen's strength?" Roy asked.

The reasons of this group of people are always so high-sounding. At first glance, the words are sincere and full of sincerity. In fact, Vyadrin guessed its intriguing deep-seated purpose as early as the first time he heard about this announcement. .

The original strategy was to release some negative news first, to avoid the bad influence caused by overthrowing this place of artistic reputation all at once. After a public confrontation process under the watchful eyes of the public, release some photos behind the secret door obtained in advance. This gradually achieved the goal, but unexpectedly, the dream objects behind the secret door disappeared completely.

"It's hard to judge his strength, because this person hasn't left any record of direct shots." Marquis McAdam was deep in thought, "But I know his identity."

Could it be, qualitative?Incident notification?

Judging from the level, platform, salary, market response and past honors of the old symphony orchestras, or the level of co-conductors, soloists or singers on weekdays, candidates with the qualification of "Forged Lion" are the bottom line, in fact, they are enough Hire a master conductor in the "New Moon" grid to take over the position of Fanning or Kaplan.

Roy put away the folding fan in his hand, lowered his head and blinked his eyelashes. The loss of contact for more than ten days was enough to worry about, but if the Special Patrol Office didn't know the situation, she felt that her anxiety was reduced by half.

Hearing this, many people present nodded with deep emotion. It is a pity that Kaprun, a character who is very likely to hit the command master, has made such a joke by fate. This cannot be said that fate is unfair, but Fate was really capricious--given him such a rare gift, but refused to be happy to achieve perfection, but to shorten his artistic career so short.

"President,,,,,, mentor." Du Pont and others turned around to say hello, and looked in the direction indicated by him.

After Congreve's succinct presiding speech, the first two people to take the stage, one was Secretary Humphrey, and the other was wearing a police officer's uniform, "a senior officer from the Imperial Police Headquarters" Owen David Mr. S.

But for some reason, whenever Sheeran started to think about this issue, she quickly couldn't help but put it aside.

However, Viadrin exchanged glances with the members of the school, and Roy's eyes also met Sheeran who was standing on the stage at a distance.

He still remembered a few days ago at the United Dream Conference, the scene where several of his comprehenders asked the leader for instructions.

If they're going to "let their imaginations run wild" in their incident briefings, there's one important premise: people are gone, or under control.

"That's him." McAdam nodded.

Roy, who was watching coldly in the crowd, narrowed her eyes. She was wearing a rather indifferent dark blue women's suit today, her black hair was coiled up high, and after a moment of shaking the basswood folding fan in her hand, she turned sideways. Body, whispered to his father:
"The son of the late Inspector Colin Davis, who understood the triple?"

Roy took the opportunity of nodding with an acquaintance in that direction to take a look. When she found that it was just a man curled up in a wheelchair, she was a little unsure if she saw the wrong person:
"'Mr. Wax'? This person is so strange, and he is also an ascertainer in the Special Inspection Office? He is stronger than He Meng and the others?"

Eleven days...
She couldn't say whether she hoped to receive relevant information as soon as possible, or hoped that it would be best not to hear any news.

It turned out to be the case.

If things are a little bit worse, at least the wording should subtly replace "mysterious pollution" with the synonym "cult pollution".

"As for the sudden resignation of Mr. Fan Ning, the music director, it is preliminarily speculated that it may be related to the pollution from the mysterious world. After we have made substantive investigation progress, we will respond to the close attention of all sectors of society in a longer article."

An unexpected and reasonable chain reaction, music is human nature, and art makes people pursue beauty and sublime.

In fact, what I should decide most now is the question of the second music director and permanent conductor.

Roy analyzed Owen's speech word by word, his blue eyes sparkling.

"The first level of understanding is inferior to Rudolph Hemon and Norma Gang." Marquis McAdam glanced in a certain direction, "However, it is worth noting that the 'wax' under the wall is on your left." Sir', don't stare at him too much, even when you get to the high ranks"

"The Chief Inspector and Chief Secret Historian of the Special Patrol Office. The duties in charge are: the intelligence collection, investigation and analysis of the whole system of the authorities' mysterious side."

"Don't stare at him for a long time." Viadrin reminded.

That's it?

"The well is gone??" Owen turned his head without changing his expression, and the drooping head of "Mr. Wax" in the corner seemed to lift slightly.

She was originally worried about Fan Ning's safety, but also worried that the special inspectorate would directly and completely tear up the face, revealing the things behind the secret door to the public, and confronting them in court.

"Be careful with this guy. If there is any abnormality, report it directly to the headquarters, and use the 'Incinerator Messenger' directly..." Vyadlin reminded. At this time, the bell rang in the auditorium, and the art fund trusteeship handover ceremony officially started at [-]:[-] p.m. .

It is normal for the special inspection department to come today. As the leader of the discussion group, they not only control mysterious events, but also take overall responsibility for the development of the art industry. The cultural departments of the authorities or the General Administration of Police and Security are under their leadership.

Director Humphrey began his speech.

DuPont, Monroe, and Cyndia looked away and fell into long thoughts.

She captured a key point in an instant:

Regarding how the discussion group should deal with the follow-up relationship with the Turner Art Hall after Fan Ning announced his resignation and disappeared, the leader thought for a long time, and finally said, "First re-evaluate its artistic reputation and Social status".

For today's first batch of large-scale donations, the breadth and strength of support from all walks of life are undoubtedly very important reference dimensions.

Owen glanced at the base of the corner wall of the reception desk, but found that "Mr. Wax" had left the venue at some point.

He stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the people on the stage, lost in thought.

(End of this chapter)

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