musicians of old

Chapter 47

As Fanning's baton fell, four people on the stage pulled the bowstring at the same time.

The string quartet "Death and the Maiden" sounded in this world for the first time!

The extremely dynamic rhythm opened the curtain of the music in a tearing form, and the powerful strings played in unison, presenting the triplet motivation of the prologue of the first movement.

The baton in Fanning's hand deliberately lowered the speed.

The sight-reading of the four moved forward. Although there were some stumbles, the effect of the music was already audible.

This is mainly due to Sheeran, the first violin in the treble part, and Roy, the cello in the bass part.

The duo's performance is very solid, supporting the sound framework of the melody and bass.

As for Joan and Lu in the middle part, since they are also studying violin and viola, they are a little behind in sight-playing, but they are also rich in experience, and they will quickly catch up every time without any trace.

Looking at it from Fan Ning's point of view, the two of them were able to pull out this effect when they got the score for the first time. Even if they were part-time students, their performance had already surpassed that of many music majors in their previous lives.

He watched the four people's bowstrings flying, and his ears continued to capture various musical details.

"Sheeran's violin, Roy's cello, these two are impeccable, much higher than my current piano level."

"Well, Joan's violin is a bit flawed when she plays double notes. Let's listen to the flute she majors in later."

"Lu's viola bowing is a bit messy, but the rhythm is the most accurate one. He is worthy of being the chief percussionist of the symphony orchestra."

After about forty minutes, the four movements were performed in full.

Fanning once again experienced the feeling of spiritual resonance.

This verified another of his conjectures, the definition of "reproducing" music: it includes both performing by oneself and performing by others after it is composed.

He motioned everyone to stop: "How do you feel, everyone?"

Lu said without hesitation: "Mr. Fanning, you are really a genius composer. I like the first movement so much. The counterpoint technique used in your theme section is so perfect that I can't figure out what it is. Which melody is nice. The dramatic image of death looming step by step is completely formed by the ingenious combination of polyphonic melody of the four violins, and the guys in the composition department can never construct a theme like yours."

He added: "Also, I also think it's cool that you gave the ending of the girl's failure in the last movement. I don't like Dzogchen, and it's not realistic at all."

Roy said tentatively: "Mr. Fanning, I want to ask you for confirmation."

"Ok?"

"In your song "Death and the Maiden", the position of the core movement is very unusual. I guess it is the second movement, right?"

Fanning said with some surprise: "Miss Roy heard something?"

"Gloomy and melancholy theme music, melancholy and touching five-part variation, a girl in her most beautiful age, a fragrant and fragrant wine, a gloomy vision of paleness and loneliness, gray snow covering a dark grave...Mr. Fanning, you Let my whole being be completely substituted into it.”

Roy's exquisite and flawless face was staring at Fan Ning on the podium in a daze at this moment, obviously forgetting the usual etiquette.

Fan Ning saw complex emotions in her beautiful blue eyes.

There is love after performing this piece of music with my own hands, there is adoring melancholy and sadness, and there is slight reproach for being out of control by myself.
There is also a curiosity and a desire to explore, even an imperceptible trace of admiration for myself, the composer?

The eyes of the two intertwined for a few seconds.

"Miss Roy is really pretty."

"Whoever it is, it's hard not to be moved by Miss Roy looking at you with such eyes?"

"Does she have a crush on me?"

All sorts of charming thoughts flashed through Fan Ning's mind, but they were immediately replaced by a feeling of being a stranger in another world, and a feeling of bewilderment towards the mysterious side.

Fan Ning, who was standing on the podium, turned his eyes away from Roy's eyes.

"...art does make people emotional sometimes, and I'm not usually like that."

"... how many beautiful girls have I seen?"

"...Think about the music itself. After reproducing this philosophical work in a different world, I have some strange feelings, 'Human life eventually perishes, but art can live to death?' , it seems that it is not just the level of perception, but the spirit?"

There was a moment's silence in the chamber music hall.

"Miss Roy's perception of music is really extraordinary." Then Fan Ning said with a low smile, approving the interpretation of the girl in the purple skirt.

He looked at the other two who hadn't spoken yet: "Xiran, Joan, what about you? You don't have to talk about the composition, but you can also talk about the performance itself."

"Caroun, I feel good." Sheeran's immature voice came softly, "This song is not too difficult for me technically. From the next time on, I can handle the musical expression terms. Still Yes, like Sister Roy, I like the second movement the most."

Joan's soft and waxy voice was a little embarrassed: "Um, I'm holding everyone back a bit, but it will be fine when I go back to practice for a few days. Don't worry, Caroen, I will definitely pull it up. I really like it, I really like it~”

Finally, he smiled happily at the boy on the podium.

Fan Ning nodded slightly, took out his pocket watch, glanced at it, closed it with a snap, and walked out of the concert hall.

"Everyone has worked hard, take a rest first, I ordered some delicious food for you."

"Wow!" Joan's dark eyes sparkled when she heard that there was something to eat.

After a while, Fanning came in with the bag.

"Some snacks, let's eat in the auditorium." Fanning sat in the front row and took out the five small lunch boxes inside.

Each lunch box is printed with an ugly and cute woodpecker cartoon.

"Here we come." Joan hurriedly stabilized the violin and ran down with small steps.

"Mr. Fanning, Roy found that you are much more interesting than expected, much more approachable, and much younger at heart." Roy covered his mouth with a chuckle and stepped off the stage.

Fan Ning looked at the dignified and elegant benefactor, and said in a helpless tone, "Miss Roy, we should be about the same age. Why, did you think there was any generation gap between you and me?"

"That's not what it means. It was mainly because of you... oh, it smells so sweet and beautiful!"

Roy opened the lunch box while explaining, and suddenly let out a heartfelt exclamation.

"Haha, I seem to be a little hungry too?" Lu's hearty laughter came.

Slice of red velvet cake, slice of strawberry mille-feuille crepe, slice of lemon almond cake, white chocolate frozen cheese tart, candied fruit smoothie mini cup, cocoa rock biscuit, sweet pear pudding with shredded coconut, red wine dip with chopped cherry Fu...

Each meal box contains eight different kinds of ultra-small pastries, which are very attractive in color and fragrance.

At the same time, the two people who were unpacking also noticed the pattern on the lunch box.

"Woodpecker? This is a pastry sent to Mr. Fanning by someone from the Guidance School? It seems that even if Mr. Fanning is not a member of the Guidance School, he has a close relationship with them. Well, this is important information, um... too It's delicious." Roy had already returned to normal thinking.

She put the food into her mouth and chewed it slightly, licking the cream on her lips with her tongue from time to time, but this seductive movement was elegantly concealed by her slender hands.

"Mr. Fan Ning is at least on good terms with the Guidance School. We can go back and report this to my father... Our family and the Guidance School should not have much contact with each other, but as long as there is no mutual hatred, it is a good thing, and cooperation can be carried out slowly." Lu was also thinking in his heart.

He chewed a piece of pastry with great mouthfuls, showing a very satisfied expression.

Seeing this scene, Fan Ning secretly smiled.

"These two pampered ladies and gentlemen, what kind of good things have never been eaten before, I suspect that the president's cakes are made with some secret rituals."

If he hadn't received Roy's huge sum of money in the morning, he would have been reluctant to call and order this thing halfway.

5 pastries, I spent a full 7 pounds!It's still a [-]% discount, which is more than the monthly salary of an ordinary industrial worker!
It's outrageous, this is still the cheapest package combination he chose...

He quietly stimulated inspiration, gathered an invisible ball of light, and "looked" at the lunch box in his hand.

The rich pink color flows over the surface of the food.

"Such a strong fluctuation of the phase of 'Pool', if someone eats this thing, there will be no accidents, right?"

Fanning's expression was a bit strange, and he carefully tried to bite open the piece of chopped cherry red wine puff.

When the rich aroma of fruit, wine and milk exploded in his mouth, he felt that there was no need to think so much.

"Xilan, I'm done eating, it's too little." Joan cried and looked at the girl with smooth brown hair next to her.

"Half for each of us." Sheeran took a bite of the cut red velvet cake and handed the other half to Joan.

"Joan, I have a few yuan left, you can take it." Fanning handed his lunch box to the little girl.

Roy said at this moment: "Mr. Fanning, where did you buy this?"

"You still want to eat." Fanning leaned over with a smile, took out a small card from the bottom of the handbag, and handed it to Roy: "There are menus and phone numbers on it, and the price is a bit expensive."

"Money is not a problem. I want to purchase in bulk for the music salon next Saturday. Only pastries of this quality can reflect the sincerity, details and strength of the McAdam family."

Roy looked at the information on the card... No. 43, Kedston Street, is indeed the address of the Guiding School's branch in Uvransel.

"Report my name and get a [-]% discount." Fan Ning returned to the stage.

"There's such a good thing, isn't it your family's business? Then I'll come here often." Roy blinked slyly.

Are you testing my details...Fan Ning turned around and looked at the benefactor lady with a smile: "It's purely a friendly recommendation."

Then he said loudly: "Everyone, continue to rehearse."

"Wait, I'll finish eating right away." Joan's mouth was vague.

……

Rehearsals lasted until ten o'clock.

"Thank you for your hard work, everyone. Your performances are very good. After you go back, everyone will practice hard. We will make another appointment on the weekend."

Fanning sincerely thanked and praised everyone.

"Mainly thanks to your creation, I have become obsessed with this work." Roy smiled.

Lu said: "There is a factory manager in my family. He remembers the handwritten notation very well. I will ask him to transcribe and print out the parts of each part and send them to your address so that everyone can practice by themselves."

"Thank you." Fanning said, "Lou, Roy, I'm going to stay with the two violinists for a while, and optimize their parts with the help of the piano, for the perfect effect when publishing."

"You are a dedicated composer devoted to your art, Roy wishes you good night."

"Good night, Mr. Fanning."

After the two left, Fanning looked at Sheeran and Joan.

"Caroun, how do we adjust?" Joan smiled livelyly at Fanning.

"that's not what it means."

Fan Ning smiled mysteriously: "Joan, I see that your satchel is quite full of belongings, can you please perform the backtracking mystery again?"

　Thank you Miaosheng real person, the name is really hard to come up with, Xiao Xixi, who loves oranges, and the big strawberry, for the reward~ I tried to write some campus daily life in the last few chapters, I don’t know how I feel, I am thinking about the next climax, Prepare the whole hell thing to adjust the atmosphere (escape)
　　
　
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