Old-time musicians

Boethius Hotel, large banquet hall on the 6th floor.

The cream-colored walls and floors are bright and shiny. Two long dining tables that can accommodate 25 people on one side are placed parallel to each other. They are lined with shining silver tableware and rich and tempting food. There are groups of catering helpers and others. Service personnel were interspersed.

Hundreds of diners were chatting and laughing, but the candles on the dining table burned quietly, illuminating the wine glasses crystal clear.

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Last night's record pre-order event didn't end until after three in the morning. The tension of rehearsals and performances, coupled with the excitement brought by staying up late waiting and the huge response, the students went back to the hotel to fall asleep at four or five o'clock, and there were still blockbusters at noon A large number of people failed to get out of bed.

So the celebration banquet was moved to dinner time. It was in the same hotel building, which can be said to be very convenient. In addition to the musicians, there were naturally a dozen professors from the University of St. Lenia, as well as the National Concert Hall and Head of several projects at Hoffman Records.

Fan Ning took Sheeran, and the two of them picked up a wine glass with a small cube of amber liquid in it and walked to the dining area where the school professors were dining.

The most excited person here, except for Professor Commons, the orchestra’s music director, was Kaplan. The two people clearly saw that the glass was filled with juice, but they looked like they were drunk, changing glasses and exclaiming repeatedly.

Fan Ning can understand this. Apart from himself, they are the people who have most directly witnessed the band's success step by step along the way. Moreover, in Kaplan's case

"Thank you for your efforts, please rest." Fan Ning walked around to Kaplan's side and clinked glasses with him.

Kaplan seemed to be in high spirits, but his keen spiritual sense actually caught a sickly blush deep in his face, and there was quite little food on his plate.

He waved his hands repeatedly to express his welcome, and after clinking glasses, he said: "Professor Fan Ning, I noticed that you had a way of handling the Andante movement of Gilles's "Third Symphony" before."

"When you get back, you can learn conducting from me for a while."

"Thank you very much. Olga told me last night!"

"Professor Fan Ning, I must solemnly retract my previous doubts about you and apologize." Several principals and professors, as well as Luo Yin sitting in this area, saw him approach and stood up one after another. Commons was the first to speak. .

"I have never dreamed in the past decades that our student orchestra rankings can actually compare with those of the Big Three of the Imperial Capital. But now, we are only one short of the official results early next year. Maybe I should consider making suggestions to the school to let You have taken over the position of music director. My energy has been declining in recent years, but I haven’t found a suitable candidate yet. The school’s graduation concert this year had another accident like that.”

"Your early caution was entirely based on the purpose of protecting students." Fan Ning clinked glasses with him, "Thank you for your trust, but my tenure in the Santa Maria Symphony Orchestra will not last much longer. The school's original intention of hiring me has been achieved.”

Vice President Xu Zi said: "If possible, maybe everyone hopes that Mr. Fan Ning can always lead the team here, but we should bless and support your next plan."

"It will maintain a lot of cooperation and talent transfer relationships with the classmates' orchestras, won't it?" Fan Ning said with a smile.

"I'll be the first to join." Luo Yin clinked glasses with him at this time.

"Caron, the specifications of your next new venue and the level of treatment you reveal make even me want to go there," Huxley joked.

Fan Ning carefully looked at him and Principal Sternikai, but still found nothing unusual.

It stands to reason that since Luo Yin got the secret ritual and prayer music scores a few days ago, he should have taken some corresponding measures.

The effect of purifying pollution should be pretty good.

"Based on the qualifications of the professors, I think you won't be able to earn two or three times the average weekly salary, at least ten times." He responded with a smile.

"If not, how can we work together to earn back your 90,000 pounds of funds as soon as possible?" Principal Sternikai said.

Hearty laughter erupted from the group of people holding cups and talking.

This money really makes Fan Ning overjoyed. Not only does he no longer have to scrimp on the instrument purchase list, but the venue construction specifications can also be further improved, which is enough to support the musician's salary for a long time.

Once the art industry makes money, it is comparable to printing money. I have actually thought about Zhuzi before? Something must be wrong.

As for the mystery side? Reselling extraordinary materials is not as comfortable and efficient at all. Unless you use invisible power to rob a bank, how can it be compared to holding a concert or selling records in broad daylight? You can make money and still have a reputation. It's like winning money, okay?

In fact, after revealing such shocking results, Sternikai felt a little regretful. Fan Ning took the initiative to discuss the issue of sharing the sales of recorded records with several senior leaders of the school that day, but everyone felt that it was just a small matter. , waved his hand nonchalantly and let him help himself.

As a public school, they not only receive a large amount of financial support from the authorities and alumni donations from all walks of life every year, but also have many profitable industries under their name. What they care most about this concert is the response, reputation, and ranking. problem. Since even Fan Ning agreed to the proposal to share the box office proceeds with his classmates, it is not surprising at all that the record issue was handled this way.

However, who knew he could generate a six-figure turnover! Looking at the expression of the guy from Hoffman Records, these old professors wanted to laugh in their hearts.

The two principals thought for a moment and were relieved. After the student orchestra reached the top of the rankings, the empire would have more artistic resources. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that this year's situation was entirely dominated by Fan Ning. I hope Lan Weifu reversed the situation.

Moreover, Fan Ning also helped the two of them with another important favor.

"Is the prayer "Saint Janin of Pontua Preaching to the Fishes" useful?" Fan Ning asked the two principals in a low voice after the crowd dispersed in twos and threes.

Fear appeared in Sternikai's eyes: "I must sincerely thank you for this problem. Now we have finally drawn a clear line from the contaminated knowledge. Otherwise, we don't know what the outcome will be if we let the Special Patrol Office deal with it."

"You're welcome, it's easy." Fan Ning thought it was fine. "Everyone instinctively doesn't want to see people who fight against the mystery end up being tainted by the mystery."

After a brief conversation with the teachers at the school, he took Xilan to clink glasses with the students one by one to sincerely express respect and gratitude.

Either brilliantly or steadily, no matter what, every musician in each section should be grateful.

Joan remained silent in her position, lowering her head and concentrating on cutting the snacks. It wasn't until Sheeran touched her head with a wine glass behind her that she stood up and spoke softly.

"Caron, the nomination for the "Boethius Artist" you mentioned was too quiet and too casual?" She took a sip of the fruit wine and said, "You gave me a very mysterious statement this morning." "Ge" explained, it sounded so high-end, but in the end, several representatives of the so-called inspection team came at noon and gave you a commemorative ring."

Speaking of which, she curled her lips and said, "Although I think I quite like that ring, the workmanship and materials are indeed of high quality, and the market value may be over a thousand pounds, but it's still worse than the expectations you gave me in your description." We have traveled quite a distance, there is no grand ceremony, and there is no media publicity. The title-based honor is so casual, it is as if it has not been awarded."

"That's what the mysterious side believes." Fan Ning said, "Except for the extraordinary organization and the upper class who are inextricably connected with it, the fact that the rest of the people don't know about the "Boethius Artist" will not affect it. Their understanding of the artist. The discussion group secretly affects the development of world culture and has the ability to invisibly leverage the resources of various art platforms. These changes will naturally be reflected in the things that the public is familiar with. "

The original purpose of this mechanism was to first discover more artists with potential for promotion, and then integrate platform resources from around the world as much as possible so that the potential can be realized as soon as possible.

He smiled: "You probably don't know yet, in just a few days from attending the funeral of the poet Bassani, to last night's performance, to being awarded the nomination today, apart from all the invitations to events, I have received performance invitations from six well-known concert halls or theaters, three high-value creative commissions from aristocratic families, and cooperation invitations from three music score publishers and two record companies, and the standards of sincerity they have shown are still very high. high"

Fan Ning did not hide his pride and good mood in front of the two girls. In fact, since he recently luckily successfully dealt with several unexpected incidents, extracted himself from the mysterious undercurrent, and devoted himself wholeheartedly to music, his mood has always been high. It's relaxing and enjoyable.

"Speaking of this, I suspect that Mr. Mark will come to talk to you soon." Sheeran glanced to the other side without leaving any trace, then whispered into Fan Ning's ear, "He has secretly visited us I looked in the direction where I was standing several times.”

"We can chat, it just depends on whether he can show some sincerity that I care about." Fan Ning said with a smile.

"What do you care?" Sheeran asked curiously.

"You'll find out later."

Sure enough, when the dinner came to an end and everyone began to retreat to their rooms to rest, the bearded gentleman finally made up his mind and walked over in one breath.

"Mr. Fanning, Miss Sheeran, could you please take a few minutes of your time?"

"No problem." Fan Ning glanced at him.

Last night, he didn't pay attention to Mark at first, but in the end, how could he still not know that this guy was in trouble.

"The table is being cleared here, where should we go?" Mark pointed to the door in the other direction of the banquet hall.

"Let's go, Sheeran, let's talk to Mr. Mark." Fan Ning motioned for her to follow.

"Ah, is it me too?" Sheeran then realized that Mark was talking about two people.

The banquet hall leads out from here to a semi-rooftop garden. You can see the lights on the higher floors of the hotel, and on the other side, you can overlook the night view of the imperial capital through the fence.

Flowers, trees, and rockery pools are all there. The cool night breeze and the sound of running water instantly take people away from the noisy banquet hall to another quiet space.

"Invite two artists to become contracted artists of Hoffmann Records. Special contract level. The core terms are 25% sharing cooperation. Are you interested in cooperation?" Mark's expression was attentive, but the content was straight to the point.

After what happened last night, both parties must know what happened and what the intention was, and their mentality has already collapsed. If there are any more twists and turns, it will become more and more embarrassing.

"It's an honor." Fan Ning smiled. Just as Mark looked relaxed, he continued the second half of the sentence, "It's just that the ratio is low."

"Uh, can 30% make an immediate decision?"

Although Mark himself must have had the idea of ​​signing it, he was so decisive at the beginning of the negotiation simply because he received a notice from his superiors that he must sign it.

The notification was received at noon today, and it also gave him more space.

"Me and Miss Sheeran?" Fan Ning asked.

"Well, you can try to apply like this."

"The common standard for Robin Records and Southern Philharmonic Records is 30%." Fan Ning reminded.

"Hoffman Records' influence and market potential are unmatched by them. We also spend more in operating and labor expenses. You can't exactly compare the numbers."

Mark started to reason, but he sighed again in his heart.

At that time, it would have been better if the conventional 20% contract standard had been used to directly pick up the leaks. I hated it!

"The preliminary interest I received from them is 40%, which is preliminary." Fan Ning said with a smile.

"35%." Mark gritted his teeth.

"It's still a bit low, what about me and Miss Sheeran?"

"Well, you can try to apply like this."

"Then, I'll wait for your news."

Xilan on the side was stunned by the simple and crude bargaining and chatting process between the two people.

After Mark signaled him to leave first, Fan Ning smiled happily: "Sheeran, you know the invisible energy radiated from the "Boethius Artist" nomination title, you just wait to make money, make a lot of money. 35%, a 17-year-old girl violinist signed a contract with Hoffmann Records. After this news gets out, I bet the gifts and letters you receive from your idol will increase several times."

"So this is what you just said you care about." The girl couldn't help but cover her mouth.

"However, it should be difficult to replicate tonight's situation. First of all, you need to put a lot of effort into writing a large-scale orchestral work. Secondly, you will also benefit from the situation in the future. I will make a secondary distribution between the symphony orchestra musicians. Finally, We can’t guarantee such a good market response every time.”

Fan Ning played mysteriously: "Really? Then when the Art Hall opens, I will arrange a special solo concert for you first, and then continue with the concerto."

If nothing else, do you want to know the four major violin concertos? Do you know Bach's unaccompanied violin suites?

Let’s first leave a mark in the hearts of music fans and upgrade Sheeran to a “Lion Forged” artist!

"How can you write so many things? The "Second Symphony" hasn't been completed yet." Sheeran curled his lips, "And what do I need so much money for?"

"Of course girls should save more in their own coffers." Fan Ning nodded seriously.

"The remuneration for being a soloist this time is enough for me to spend for a long time." Sheeran was amused. "If the record continues to make money in the future, how about I invest in you? It feels like you have made a lot of money this time. , but the future expenses are a big unknown hole.”

"Of course you use your little treasury for your own use. Besides, haven't you always wanted to own a world-class piano? The price of that thing is terrifying. The price of a piano is in the mid-range, and the price of a violin is the ceiling. It is hard to understand that even a famous harp may not be able to match ten Boethius's nine feet."

The two of them were thinking about the future when suddenly Fan Ning frowned. His spiritual sense noticed that there was an abnormality in the rooftop garden.

And right nearby, there seemed to be some extraordinary aura that suddenly appeared directly next to him.

He immediately pulled Xilan to his side. After feeling it carefully for about ten seconds, he raised his hand and waved.

The concrete inspiration of "key" was summoned, and with a "plop", something flew out of the pool on the rockery next to it!

Under Fan Ning's control, the object flew quickly through the night, and then slowed down as it approached his palm.

Water droplets splashed everywhere, and a glass bottle with a cork fell into his hand. There was also a piece of parchment with the words "Carolne Van Ning" hanging on the neck.

"Drift bottle?" Fan Ning looked at it in surprise. At this time, the parchment had turned to dust like weathering.

He pulled out the stopper, took out the crumpled paper inside and unfolded it.

The characters on it are large and crooked, like those of primary school students in previous lives, and the writing is also sloppy.

"The idea of ​​bringing something out from the seal room of the Special Patrol Department has been developed. We are so eager for the knowledge of the "Gate of Seven Lights" that we sincerely invite you to attend the party on the rooftop of No. 22 Josquin Street to discuss " "The Room of Pain."

"Ms. Sylvia and old friends are waiting for your arrival all night tonight."

"My new code name is Ben."

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