musicians of old

After the two finished speaking these few words, there was no further exchange.

Fan Ning faced the gate of the auction house with a calm expression and did not turn around.Julius kept a graceful smile, passed him by, walked down the steps of the auction house, and boarded the private carriage.

I am actually very familiar with this female classmate.

There is no other reason. As a violin player of the school symphony orchestra, Julius participated in the premiere rehearsal of Professor Anton Könard's "Symphony No. [-] in C Minor" and "Symphony No. [-] in D Minor".

Especially for the "Ninth Symphony", she has been promoted as the principal violin.

But that doesn't mean the relationship between the two is good.

Fan Ning believes that at least half of the failure of the first performances of Mr. Anton's last two symphonies was caused by the failure of the orchestra.

The teacher’s last two symphonies made extensive use of his original fog-like soundtrack technique, often with many fragments. Against the background of undercurrents and surging strings, the brass pipes blow out overwhelming chilling motives, and other parts continue to superimpose complex textures. , through rounds of repetitions and variations, an overwhelming, overwhelming, sublime and suffocating musical climax is finally established.

In order to perfectly achieve such an effect, there are many different coordination requirements for each instrument group of the symphony orchestra.

But Mr. Anton was a nice guy during rehearsals.

He would try to make his request every time, but when questioned, he quickly compromised.

He always feels that it is not easy for musicians to play his works.

The rehearsal effect is always greatly reduced. As the chief violinist who has the right to speak next to the conductor, Julius can be said to be "indispensible".

In this way, Mr. Anton is still grateful to the musicians.

Well, the "Uflandsell Art Review" that was quite harsh on Mr. Anton after his death seems to be their cultural industry media.

After all kinds of scenes from the past flashed through Fanning's mind, he was just about to step in the door, but suddenly frowned and backed out.

The alley across the street from the Prudence Auction House was filled with scents. Several disheveled laborers, clutching a few coins, looked closely at the food sold by the door of the small shop by the dim streetlights.

Fanning glanced at the greasy price tags posted in front of the food display window, and said, "Vegetable mayonnaise sandwich."

A thin female clerk responded, tore off a strip of oiled paper, and picked up the sandwich with her hands.

"Three pennies, sir."

"Add 2 black pepper bacon sausages, and stuff them into the sandwich for me."

"Too many, I don't think it can fit in, sir." The clerk felt that he had never seen such a strange request.

"Use a little force."

"...well, 11p in total."

"You don't need to look for it." Fanning lightly put a shilling on the glass, took the bulging sandwich, the sauce overflowed the bread slices, and the vegetables spilled all over the floor.

The clerk couldn't help but look a few more times at Fanning's leaving figure.

"Potato stew, I want the big one, put more salt." The voices of the workers brought her back to her senses.

Fanning returned to Lord Nessimi's private room on the second floor of the auction venue. Joan and Sheeran were huddled together, sipping a large strawberry yogurt smoothie.

Eat it so quickly.
"Caron, you're back. I took a picture of 'Suggestion Flow' ten minutes ago according to your suggestion." Lord Nessimi handed over the album with a smile.

"Claude's "Parliament Building in the Fog"?" Fanning took the album and said with a smile: "5 years ago, I had a chance with this work at the exhibition. It's not a bad choice, but it's only 265 pounds. The price of this year is on the high side, if you consider purely from the value-added range, you can try those painters who are more unpopular for the time being.”

"It seems that I can be more courageous." Lord Nehemiah curled his lips.

He handed over a 50-pound note: "This is the reward for occupying your personal time today."

In just over two hours, the one-month salary close to that of the middle class is still a middle class with a higher income, which is enough to show the sincerity of the employer.

"Thank you." Fanning did not refuse, and asked after receiving it, "Do you know a Mr. Spencer Cecil?"

This is what Mr. An Dong mentioned in his diary, recommending him to take pictures of the fragments of the sound series.

"Of course, a regular customer of the Prudence Auction House has met several times and is keen on investing in the cultural industry. In recent years, he has been busy working on the newly established Onyx Culture Media Company. The main business scope is to find actors and singers, and Accept orders for new sound film soundtracks in recent years."

Lord Nessimi asked: "Do you need me to introduce you? They have a lot of customer resources for sound film companies. If you want to write some film soundtracks, maybe you can find some cooperation opportunities."

Onyx Culture Media Company?Digging for actors and singers?Film soundtrack production? .
"broker"? ?

Fanning somehow connected these two clues together.

"By the way, his nephew is in the conservatory with you, you should know each other." Lord Nehemiah added
"It turned out to be Ram Cecil's uncle, I am." Joan spat lightly when she heard the conversation between the two.

"Oh? Do you have any holidays?" Lord Nehemiah was a little curious.

"It's just a competitor at the graduation concert of Saint Lenia University, and Joan is my supporter." Fanning smiled.

He took a sip of water, threw himself into the soft sofa, and began to piece together the information obtained from this gathering in his mind.

What I didn't expect before the party was that there seemed to be more than one hidden force behind it.

Of course, Sylvia has some kind of main purpose, but she will not achieve it by herself, but will break up her motivational chain by reaching an interest cooperation with other parties.

Some kind of recruitment by the "broker" made Fanning suspect that he had a strange part-time job with his roommate Calvin;
The "experience officer" showed a connection with the Sheeran attack at the party, and was organizing some kind of "charitable" activity that could "fundamentally improve the economic situation";

The "translator" is studying a certain document?
Seeing the two little girls on the opposite side playing and playing, Fanning felt that the only thing he didn't understand was Joan.

Intruder?
She never seemed to dare to participate in these commissions, her purpose was pure and persistent: to exchange for as much brilliance liquid as possible.

The time passed to half past nine, and the auction ended.

The organizer removed the props for the auction, and the curtain was closed briefly. When it was opened again, there were two pianos, a mixed choir and four singers in costumes on the stage.

"Tonight's additional program is a selection of Dominique's operetta arias, gentlemen and ladies, are you interested?" Lord Nessimi shook the amber liquid in the wine glass.

"Father, come on." Joan wrinkled her little nose and said with a grin, "Next time our family buys an honored guest ticket to a blockbuster performance at the City Concert Hall and invites Carlone, such a powerful young composer , how could it be possible to waste time listening to the Grass Stage team."

"Eh, no, no." Fan Ning waved his hands again and again, "The main thing is that everyone still has classes on Friday tomorrow, so it really shouldn't be too late."

Although operetta has a strong nature of market music at present, it is also a large-scale work written by operaists with pure romantic composition techniques. A complete performance still requires an orchestra, chorus, singers and actors to conduct. Coordinating silky fit.

It's just that they are more pleasing in terms of script arrangement and melody writing, the musical structure is more distinct, and the threshold for appreciation is relatively low.

In a state of leisure and nothing to do, Fan Ning doesn't mind the red wine sofa with a confidant, killing time, and commenting on it by the way.

"Hahaha" Lord Nisimi laughed heartily, "I can only accept a small part of serious music, and I prefer operettas and other small tunes. Joan, next time there is a performance of opera in the concert hall, remember to help me pay attention .”

The butler at the side stepped forward, leaned over and said softly: "My lord, then I will arrange a carriage first, send Miss Nessimi and the two guests home separately, and pick us up on the return journey.

The male and female duet sounded in conjunction with the sound of the piano. Lord Nessimi waved his hand, and then began to shake his head and hum along with the bass line.

……

"Da da da, da da da"

In the night, two carriages, one behind the other, gradually disappeared from the end of Finlay Street.

The carriage drove out of the Pushol district, passed through the Perenya district, and stopped at the Cedar Square connecting the inner and outer districts.

Joan bid farewell to Fanning and Sheeran, asked the coachman to take them to the door of their house, then changed into another carriage heading in a different direction, and disappeared in the corner in a blink of an eye.

"Caroun, why are you and Joan so secretive today? Is there something wrong?"

Sheeran sat opposite and spoke in doubt.

"There's something wrong," Fanning replied.

The little girl's brown eyes widened.

"Sir, please make a U-turn and follow Miss Nissimi's car home." Fanning propped open the glass window in front of the carriage.

"Huh?" The private coachman of Lord Nessimi's family was obviously a little taken aback.

The speed of the car under his control gradually slowed down, but he never turned around.

I was entrusted by the little mistress to send the guests home, and then the guests asked me to follow my little mistress?

What a strange request.

"Mr. Fanning, do you mean?"

"Turn around." Fanning sighed, "Your lady may encounter some trouble."