Old-time musicians

Hearing these words, Fan Ning felt excited.

Regarding Qiong's matter, what did the Special Patrol Office want to do with me?

Add some additional confessions to support further investigation? What does that have to do with talking about your graduation concert?

"Is she somewhere in this building now?" Fan Ning asked calmly.

Benjamin slowly shook his head and smiled: "She should still be sleeping on the big bed at home."

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Fan Ning suppressed the doubts in his heart and continued to express his position normally: "Sir, if you have any instructions, please continue."

The man opposite took a deep breath from his pipe and blew it out for a long time. The smell of cigarettes in the room was slightly fragrant and cold, but it didn't feel unpleasant.

"As for Miss Joan Nisimi, we plan to add a staff member at the headquarters of the Bologna School to include her as a member, and then issue a transfer letter to the University of San Lenia to transfer her personnel relationship to the campus-based branch. "

Fan Ning felt something was wrong as he listened, and his eyes gradually widened.

He first tentatively confirmed: "Is this still possible? Can the rules be so simple?"

"The rules serve the purpose." Benjamin smiled calmly, "The Special Inspection Office is not unkind, nor does it not make adjustments. For us, this only requires a small procedural investigation and a mild routine conclusion. , a few thin pieces of official paper, and the stamp of Mr. Pogorelic's name."

So Fan Ning really couldn't understand.

Is the Special Inspection Office specially designed to customize exclusive solutions to solve your own urgent, difficult and anxious problems?

"Then, you will make a statement later and give up your qualifications to compete for the premiere opportunity at the graduation concert of the University of San Lenia."

Fan Ning's cheek muscles twitched at first, his eyes narrowed, and his body sat upright, but after a few seconds, his whole body became calm and relaxed again.

Finally, he smiled in surprise: "I probably understand, is this an exchange?"

"No, you don't understand." Benjamin took another puff on his pipe, "No one in the Special Patrol Office will make an exchange with you. This is not your qualification. The balance between the two things is just our internal consideration."

"For you, this is a simple notice. 'You will make a statement of renunciation at the University of San Lenia later' - from the moment the notice is issued, this is a fact that will definitely happen. Of course you have some small-scale choices, such as active and conscious implementation or other forms."

Not only was there no discussion in his tone, there was no threatening tone, only pure strength and unquestionable tone.

"I'm a little curious as to why I need to give up. What are your considerations?"

"You don't need to ask why in front of the Special Patrol Office, you just need to know what to do."

Fan Ning's eyes stared at the pipe under Benjamin's soft felt hat for a long time, and then the corners of his mouth raised.

"I see."

Are you interested in giving up your nomination qualification? This actually coincides with the idea I had the night before?

Of course, this is not an exchange of conditions. What kind of exchange is this? This is a knowledgeable person who is earning money for nothing!

And such a good thing! ? ! ?

Although I don’t understand the intentions of these guys, it’s really interesting.

After receiving Fan Ning's confirmation response, Benjamin nodded slightly and asked casually, "How is the Turner Art Museum doing?"

Fan Ning, who had just been relaxed, suddenly became more vigilant. First, he flashed his father Vincent's work files, and then wanted to question a series of things about the audio fragments.

But he suppressed these thoughts tightly, with a look of helplessness on his face:

“I’m thinking of getting it back in business, but I’m powerless at the moment.”

"If you know how to raise funds, it won't be a problem. After you graduate, you will have extra energy."

"There are indeed similar plans. It is a good comprehensive art venue. It would be a pity to have it idle for a long time."

"I wish you can get your wish soon."

"Thanks."

Benjamin stood up, so Fan Ning also stood up.

After five minutes of brief conversation, when he walked out of the door of the Special Patrol Hall, the clock on his pocket watch only read seven minutes past seven in the morning.

A few hours later, it was about the end of lunch time.

On several main roads in the campus, students gathered in circles in front of the publicity boards. People outside were squeezing in, and people inside were shouting outside. Many people looked excited, and some even had expressions on their faces. He turned red and cursed.

"Caroline Van Ning has given up her candidacy for the premiere of her Symphony No. 1 in D major!"

This explosive news spread like a virus in the University of San Lenia and has the potential to spread rapidly to the music circles outside the school.

"Are you fucking crazy? Are you concocting this kind of fake news in the last day or two? The editor should make it more decent, okay?"

"Why didn't you say that Carolne Van Ning applied to drop out of school?"

A group of loyal fans who were impressed by the charm of Fan Ning's previous works suppressed their anger in the face of the shouts from the student crowd and prepared to squeeze in to see for themselves. However, they saw that even some media who had smelled the news were I had already rushed over and started to interview the "informed persons" in a serious manner. I finally couldn't hold back my anger.

"Insider! Insider! There is definitely an inside story!"

"Every year at the graduation concert, the premiere of large-scale orchestral works is monopolized by the composition department or the conducting department. This year, Carolyn from a music department took the first place. People from some schools are anxious!"

There were also a bunch of music students who couldn't squeeze in from the outside of the crowd. They yelled at the person who broke the news, and then waved their arms to try to pry open the shoulders of the people in front.

"Idiot! You guys must have understood everything?" The other half of those who supported Cecil also started to fight back.

"Fanning only had some advantages in the first two rounds. He must have seen that the evaluation situation of the final exam was not good, and he didn't want to be too embarrassed, so he gave up on his own initiative!"

Among those who said these words were formal members of the symphony orchestra, the backbone of the group leader Cecil.

"The situation is not good? Why is it not good? Don't think we don't know the current situation. Fanning is still in the lead. Isn't Cecil relying on the connections he has built up over the past four years? Maybe you have used some tricks."

"Tricks? I am really amused by you idiots. If Fanning's "First Symphony" can really maintain the excellent level of the previous work, maybe we are still unsure... He went back to Professor Anton's inexplicable ways while writing. The old-fashioned and vulgar materials, the strings rely on shaking in pieces, and the arrangement is expanded unreasonably. There are only brass instruments. Don't you have any idea how much recognition he can get?"

"Inexplicable ways? I am dying of laughter. Do you know what innovation and breakthrough are? After saying so much, Fanning has been the first place for the past six months, and he is still the first place now! What do you think? Why have I never seen Cecil win one? "

"No, what are you guys clamoring about? The school didn't stop Fanning from making her debut. After the graduation concert, can't she just find another concert to perform?"

The leader of Group 1, Murich, rushed to the scene upon hearing the news. His expression and voice were a little cold: "You two guys calm down a little, don't make assumptions here. If you have any doubts, wait for the school to inform you of the reasons."

In fact, no matter what the result is, Murich knows that he can't get the first place this time. It will either be Fanning or Cecil. However, after listening to the premiere of "Death and the Maiden", he has been convinced by Fanning's creative ability. At this moment, he hopes to hear the "Symphony No. 1 in D Major" at the graduation concert, just like some people.

But the scene was too chaotic. Except for a few people around him who glanced at Murich, the high volume had drowned out his words, and no one noticed that the leader was here.

"Why are you talking so much when you've already given up? Don't you idiots know how to read? Come in and see for yourself!" The people inside were also scolded and got angry.

"Let me in, you f*cking idiots!" The students who couldn't squeeze in from the outside screamed at the top of their lungs.

The crowd was getting bigger and bigger. At this time, the propaganda boards on both sides of the main road were so exaggerated that the crowd outside had overlapped, blocking the road!

"Get out of the way!" After hearing the news, Lou Adair rushed to the scene with several musicians who were rehearsing Fanning's works.

Compared with Murrich's cold and thin voice, Lou's voice was much more powerful. In addition, the few brass group musicians standing behind him were all big and strong, including a "heavyweight" player who played the tuba. This scene finally made the scene quiet for a few seconds.

The crowd barely separated a small path.

Lu squeezed his body sideways and finally saw that on the nomination posters of the three people, there was indeed a document posted in the lower right corner of the area where Fanning belonged. It mentioned that he voluntarily gave up the debut. It not only had his own signature, but also the official seal of the music school.

So it seems that the matter is true? Maybe the same thing is also posted on the posters of other publicity columns.

Lu's face looked a little ugly for a moment, and more of it was unbelievable... Why?

He took a deep breath and tried to make his tone sound rich and calm: "Wait for Mr. Fanning to come out in person to explain the reason, or wait for the school to explain it in public. I believe it will be soon."

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