musicians of old

Chapter 591 "Related Households"

"Kachacha" "Kachacha"

In the bright and elegant venue, magnesium lamps all over the place were flashing, and the sound of camera shutters was heard one after another.

Before the lower edge of the poster was fully unfolded, more than half of the people on the seats were ejected to their feet.

Some of the remaining people were stunned in place, some were whispering to each other, and some were rubbing their eyes.

Of course, some professional journalists who are more sensitive to breaking news have already brought their assistants to them, said a few words and then let them leave in a hurry.

Are you kidding? The big words are written on it. Anyone who can read can understand it. It's a waste of time to look shocked! Talking to others is a waste of time!

Speed ​​is life, leave the details here to check, and you can add and improve them later!

"Ladies and gentlemen, a brief press conference, a brief message."

The sound of high heels hitting the wooden floor was heard.

Sheeran, who didn't have any draft in hand, walked straight out of the aisle adjacent to Irving and walked to the stage at a medium speed.

She smiled and looked straight in front of the entire venue for a few seconds. During this period, she noticed that Owen's hand holding the water glass in the audience seemed to have gone through a process of suddenly tightening and then slowly loosening, and this person's eyes were already looking towards His own cheek is projected over.

A certain "subtle deadpan" in which the mood is calm but altered.

An invisible pressure enveloped Xilan, but the whispers from all directions had gradually dropped to a weak level. When she thought that the backbone was somewhere in the corner of the venue, her eyes did not avert, and she finally calmed down and said:

"Carolen Van Ning, the former music director of Turner Hall and the former president of the Uflansel chapter of the Guidance School, will conduct the Old Symphony Orchestra at 4 pm on April 18, seven days later. Come to a 'Return Concert', the program is, "Symphony No. 7 in C Minor", "Resurrection"!

"The ticket sales channel outside has been opened normally from this moment on."

"Next is the question and answer session."

Sheeran spoke clearly and quickly. In just a few dozen seconds, her face was illuminated white by countless flashlights. Before she finished speaking, the arms of the reporters in the seats were like drowning people grasping straws. Poke out.

"Tioline Cultural Weekly." The assistant next to Sheeran followed the usual practice and started with the media in the "VIP area" with whom they have close cooperation.

"Sorry. My question may be a bit stupid, but it is still necessary to confirm." A tall blonde girl stood up and smiled expectantly, "The comeback concert that Miss Sheeran just announced is 'literally Does it mean 'commemoration', 'metaphor' or 'new concept of art'? Or in other words, Carolyn Van Ning herself will indeed appear at our symphony seven days later on the evening of April 7th. On the podium in the hall?”

Sheeran moved closer to the pickup electrode of the microphone:

"Please rest assured that most of the concepts of avant-garde art have not yet spread to the field of press conferences."

A burst of equally expectant laughter swept through the audience.

"Hoffmann's Gramophone." Another person who raised his hand was called by the assistant.

"Hello, Miss Sheeran." The man in a fashionable jacket greeted and asked, "The choice of the program for this concert - the 'Resurrection' Symphony - was arranged by the operator of Turner Art Hall, or by the composer, How should we interpret the conductor’s choice?”

"It can be interpreted from any perspective of the work itself. Of course, here we are willing to provide an additional perspective: 'Resurrection' is a work that Fan Ning should have performed in person two years ago. This choice was made after the performance was unexpectedly Even after the postponement, we still fulfilled this promise to all the music fans.”

More and more people raised their hands. "Hello, my question is, what if the number of listeners who are willing to buy tickets to watch the performance exceeds the capacity of the concert hall? In the current situation where the approval and fire protection requirements for Tiolean cultural activities are becoming increasingly stringent, Turner Art Hall has Is there any other way besides adding seats?”

"I'm curious. Since the press conference was 'literal' and since there is such a comeback concert coming soon, you must have received instructions from conductor Fanning. So, where is he now? On his way back? Or Retreat somewhere alone?”

“Will the ticket pricing for this comeback concert be at a higher level?”

"The secrecy measures at the theater headquarters are breathtaking." A gentleman in a suit wearing bottle-bottom glasses was sitting in the middle of the seat, analyzing the sudden news. "I just observed their reactions. Even those sitting on the first floor Most of the people in the row were looking at each other or whispering to each other, which shows that even many senior people had not heard about Fan Ning’s return in advance!”

"Well, it's good news in every sense." The old artist in tuxedo next to him lowered his voice, "But rather than hearing about 'resurrection', I'm more looking forward to what new initiatives he can bring to everyone after his return. Works or ideological output, output! This is what theaters urgently need now.”

The gentleman with glasses at the bottom of the bottle nodded in agreement: "We used to be proud of this, but then, the output stopped. Now, a lot of light has shined from other parts of the world."

"Conductor Fan Ning left behind a lot of unique things. We can still attract attention, and we are large enough, have enough partners, and dedicated musicians enough, but it is difficult to say that we can still be a 'lighthouse' in the future!"

"Well, for example, even though today's content is beyond everyone's expectations, I almost memorize the order of appearances of various media outlets at every press conference. Hey, the first few named are always these old brands. The media then gradually reduced the value of questions until it was almost boring - commonly known as 'garbage time'!"

"But the strange thing is that these reporters always get invitations from our theaters, but those emerging groups that are showing their prominence are never seen."

".Friend, excuse me."

Fan Ning, who was sitting behind the two of them, spoke.

"What do you mean by the 'emerging groups that are emerging'?"

The two people who were discussing looked back and saw a young man with an unremarkable appearance sitting in the back row.

"you are."

"The one on the train yesterday?"

The gentleman with bottle-bottomed glasses tried hard to remember for a while, and finally remembered.

"Fate is often wonderful, that's what I am." Fan Ning responded in a friendly manner, taking a sip of hot tea, "So what exactly do emerging groups refer to?"

"No, my friend, no." The man frowned, "Why do you, a chemical engineer, appear on this occasion?"

It stands to reason that the invitations for this conference are limited to theater subsidiaries, cultural dignitaries, well-known artists and media practitioners, at least in principle.

Although he is an amateur, he does not meet any of these conditions.

“My sister is in the Old Symphony Orchestra.”

"oh oh."

No wonder I can come in. No wonder I am a music lover after work.

It turned out to be a related account.

The gentleman pushed up his thick lenses and finally nodded suddenly:

"It's a blessing, Mr. Engineer."

(End of this chapter)