Old-time musicians

Did you send a copy to the Special Patrol Office? Fan Ning frowned deeply.

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What does this Fabian want to do? Fan Ning had previously felt that he was pushing the Bologna School to investigate Joan because he wanted to use such an official name to control her first so that he could find opportunities to achieve other goals later.

For example, the "Purple Bean Cake" in Joan's memory warned against the "School of Harmony".

If this guess is true, shouldn't Fabian report it to the Special Patrol Office?

Wouldn't the purpose and effect simply become "reporting and exposing taboos and upholding government rules"? He might not dare to do other operations?

"It was my idea to send a copy to the Special Patrol Office," Roy said.

"What!?"

Fan Ning stared at the girl's face: "So what is your intention?"

"First of all, the correspondence has been confirmed. Secondly, the situation at this afternoon's meeting got out of control," Roy slowly explained. "Many members fiercely questioned the results of the death investigation of Professor Lorraine Browne last year and demanded that Miss Joan Nehemiah be re-detained. , and use the new development of identity as an entry point to reconstruct the factual process. You should be clear that under the current situation, we cannot tell what their real motives are."

"But this request is a very reasonable request, right?" Fan Ning seemed to understand something.

"Yes." Roy nodded, "Uncle Huxley, as the nominal issuer of this report, could no longer push it back, so in the end, I suggested to him to send a copy to the Special Patrol Office and propose that they take over. , this power is still in the hands of the uncle. After this operation was proposed, I observed the subtle changes in the expressions on several people's faces. Their very reluctant and helpless looks confirmed that my guess and decision were correct. "

Roy sighed slightly when he said this: "Miss Nehemiah's origin, her family, her parents, and herself. She was born in the empire's five-level aristocratic system. Like me, she should be loyal to the empire and always be in the same position as me." Under the influence of the Bologna School, its invisible protection, and its invisible constraints, she could not escape. In fact, in the past, problems of this nature to Miss Nehemiah could only be regarded as small accidents in the mysterious field, not natural. Big malice is left to be digested and dealt with internally. The big stick is often raised high and then lowered gently, and even the final outcome is bad things turning into good things. And the current situation, Mr. Fan Ning, you should be aware of-"

"When you are destined to be restricted from your freedom for a period of time, it is safer to be in the Special Patrol Office than at the Bologna School."

Fan Ning let out a long breath.

Twice in a row, Sheeran's first handling and Roy's second handling were both decisive. In the face of emergencies, they prevented the situation from getting out of control to the greatest extent.

A loss of one thousand, or a loss of eight hundred? As a last resort, Fan Ning could only choose the latter.

Seeing that Fan Ning still had a bad look on his face, Roy comforted him: "You don't have to worry too much. In fact, whether it's the Special Inspectorate, the Bologna School, or your Guidance School, all investigations follow the same rules and regulations." Miss Mi is a noble lady from the Tioleian Empire in the orthodox sense. She may only be imprisoned for a period of time, and then subject to a few years of restrictive control and observation. Now I just say that when the matter reaches the Special Patrol Office, it cannot be handled internally. Lu and I will also think of some ways to shorten the cycle of each link, so that she will not be wronged there. "

The girl covered her mouth and sneezed in the cold wind. Fan Ning opened the back seat door, protected the beam above her head, and let Roy sit in.

"There's no need to open the window," Fan Ning said.

"Good night, Mr. Fan Ning." The girl's voice was gentle.

This time he watched the car drive away before slowly walking back to the office.

There's more than one thing that didn't go well.

Sitting down on the chair again, Fan Ning was upset for a moment. He supported his forehead with his hands and closed his eyes for a long time. Finally, he calmed down a little and decided to think about his "First Symphony" first.

At least, tonight, let’s devote all our attention here.

Roy had told him his suggestion before, and he could fully understand its good intentions.

Including the ranking she made for herself: first she talked about the problems of "over-numbered orchestration" and "too complicated expression terminology". After she continued to ask, she began to reveal other criticisms of the school professors.

Indeed, if these two suggestions are adopted, it will be the least time-consuming and the least modified, and it can convey a good attitude to academic professors. It can be said to be the most cost-effective solution in the relationship between sacrifice and sacrifice.

She expressed her sincere vision, took care of her emotions, and maintained the artistic independence of "Symphony No. 1 in D Major" to the greatest extent possible.

But Fan Ning was still a little confused.

It is a small problem to reduce the scale of orchestration and simplify some wind parts. However, the volume balance between different orchestration groups will deviate from the original design, and many of the previously expected sound effects may be at risk of failure.

"No, I don't want to." Fan Ning scratched his head in discomfort, "Each of them has its own purpose in my conception. It is the embodiment of my will. Artistic interpretation should be the unity of rigor and freedom...including If there are other conductors and orchestras performing in the future, only if these expression terms are fully followed can the symphony be given a soul."

The failure of the premieres of Mr. Anton's last two symphonies was largely due to the fact that he did not make up his mind to control the acoustic balance of each part, and the second reason was that he had too few expression terms other than notes. , the absence of prompts caused students to deal too casually, and the symphony has many more variables than the solo.

If a master-level conductor is willing to analyze his work in detail, summarize what needs careful consideration, and then instill the research results into a high-level professional symphony orchestra, the premiere performance at that time will show a completely different effect.

Unfortunately, no.

"If these two points are really changed, will this work really still be my "Symphony No. 1 in D Major"?"

It was past midnight, and Fan Ning was sitting at his desk, looking at a large table of information and music scores. He was strengthening the idea of ​​persisting in himself, carefully estimating the possibility of "keeping the first place", and thinking in his mind. Try some modified sound effects here

"Where should I go from here?"

He scanned his own score repeatedly and flipped through his teacher's previous manuscripts.

"Mass in F minor" commissioned for the Holy Sun Church...

"String Quartet No. 10 in E flat major", "Violin Concerto in G minor", "Symphony No. 3", "Symphony No. 4"...

"Teacher, if you are still here, can you give me some advice on my current situation? I am really confused..."

He looked at Teacher Anton's handwriting in various ages and periods, each clef, each note, as well as the traces of alterations and annotations. He was immersed in some melancholy and lonely emotions for a long time and couldn't extricate himself. Time passed by. One hour.

Suddenly, at a certain moment of trance, his eyes suddenly glanced at a certain sentence.

It was a very simple sentence, written in an inconspicuous corner of the first movement of the Fourth Symphony. I don’t know what month, day or time it was, but Teacher Anton said it casually.

The dried ink recorded this:

"Music playing or a ritual."

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