Old-time musicians

Chapter 169: Contagious

Sheeran felt that Fanning must have suffered from a more serious depression.

Depression is like the continuous drizzle from Motlawn to Iges for more than 20 hours a day in recent days, which is not common in the north of Theolian at this season.

He always overthinks about the things around him and gets into the details.

For example, he asked the waiter in the tavern about the origin of the petals of several seasonings on the plate; talked with the bricklayer and the vendor about their childhood and ancestors; sang a cappella for the girls in the market town; and discussed the origin of an old wall clock in the chapel until the embarrassed priests changed the subject.

When he dealt with people, he also had a smile on his face, but it was not because of the "pleasant experience", but with a little inexplicable melancholy, which seemed to be the subtext of "May you live a happy life in the world".

When the rain stopped, they took a walk along the shore, each holding a small can of hot coffee and stopping to rest. Fanning's casual exclamation of "facing the sea, spring is warm and flowers are blooming" also confused Sheeran.

This is obviously a lake.

Although spring has arrived, the weather is not warm at all for the time being, and there are no flowers to see.

Oh, and he always extends a normal daily conversation into too many unnecessary meanings.

Yesterday, the two of them played badminton in a courtyard hotel in a small town. During the break, he could have directly expressed his feelings like "the experience of exercise is great", but he sighed that "the existence of heartbeat and sweat is very nostalgic";

When asked if the symphony he was composing would have a chorus and would have a title, he could have directly answered "I plan to write an untitled, purely instrumental music", but he had to say gloomily, "My youth is gone, and I won't have it again for a long time."

Before and after finishing the first movement "Funeral March", he repeatedly emphasized his determination, "I must make this work end with a great victory".. ....

In the blink of an eye, he gave the instruction "as fierce as a storm, and even more fierce" at the beginning of the second movement. The bass string instruments screamed in pain, and the brass and percussion instruments responded in a frenzy and angry manner. All emotional conflicts were presented in a darker and more terrifying form. The order of traditional modes and counterpoints was repeatedly pushed to the brink of collapse...

This purely instrumental and de-titled work is undoubtedly a landmark music. However, the more conceited he is about the possibility of ascending to the position of "New Moon" in the future, the deeper his understanding of the pessimism in his personality is.

But then again, it can be regarded as "lucky enough".

After all, from the known samples of abnormal zone contacts, looking at the world in a broad perspective... there are not many people like him who are considered "normal" after coming out.

"hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm——hmm——......"

On the stage, the braided girl played the "Fantasy Impromptu in C-sharp Minor" to the end. Accompanied by the fast and cold piano fixed pattern, the bass area slowed down to reproduce the lyrical theme in the middle.

In the audience, Sheeran's eyes fell on Fanning next to him, watching him shake his head slightly and hum the lyrical theme softly with the performer.

She pulled herself out of her complicated thoughts and led the applause.

The Turner Art Museum in this small town is adjacent to the City Hall. Part of the funding comes from local gentry and the other part comes from donations from the church. The simply decorated small concert room has a Sunday atmosphere. Even on rainy days, there is good lighting. The cool breeze gently blows the patched clean curtains, sending in the scent of newly turned soil and wild grapes.

Two sets of quiet arpeggios sounded, and the warm sound filled the room, as if the dream ended and returned to reality.

The braided girl raised her wrist, stood up, and bowed. Although her manners were still a little immature, she conveyed a confident demeanor.

The town's lunchtime concert, which lasted more than an hour and was supported by five or six teenagers playing the piano, came to an end.

After several rounds of enthusiastic applause, the residents began to leave one after another.

The venue management in the town was not as strict as that in big cities. Before the audience completely left, the staff went on stage to continue their "emergency construction".

Posters and display boards with unified design styles and keywords such as "Resurrection", "Return Concert", and "World Radio" have been erected. According to the notice sent down from the headquarters, they have to complete the installation, debugging and venue renovation of this batch of special equipment before April 17.

Some key equipment has been transported today, and the engineer who provided technical guidance has also arrived at the site.

It is indeed a very special construction. Now the engineer is still lying on the wooden floor, using a feather pen dipped in a special light golden paint to draw a few irregular fold lines across the stage.

Amid the noise of clanging and shouting, Fanning still leaned back in his seat.

Sheeran thought he was just here to check the progress of the construction, so he didn't urge him.

"In this era, what will an ordinary person from the lower class who loves art deeply but does nothing get in the end?"

A young man's voice came from the second row, a seat with a certain distance between them.

There was also an audience member who did not leave immediately after watching the performance.

Shilan was startled. The sentence was spoken at a moderate speed and with clear words. From a semantic point of view, it was clear from the beginning. However, after turning his head and looking for a few seconds, he confirmed that the other party was indeed asking the two of them.

What will an ordinary person who loves get? ......

This question is worth discussing, but if you ask us at this point, it is easy to be infected with "depression" by him...Shilan sighed helplessly.

^.^,

The audience who asked the question was a teenager, with short curly hair and fine hair at the corners of his mouth, indicating that he might have just reached adulthood.

He was wearing an old, clean but straight full set of formal clothes, with a bow tie, a hat and a cane leaning next to him. There was still envy and fantasy about the things on the stage in his eyes.

Among the many audiences in the small town art gallery, the teenager seemed a little special, and of course vice versa. Maybe in his eyes, the etiquette, dress and temperament of the two handsome men and beautiful women sitting in the first row were more extraordinary.

At first glance, it was obvious that they were an artistic family who had come from a big city to the countryside for a vacation and experience life.

"Nothing." Fan Ning replied.

"Why?" The young man straightened up and asked back immediately.

His previous question might have been more of a release of confusion and lamentation, but the other party responded with a straightforward and unargued negative sentence, which really made people unwilling to chase and ask for the truth.

"Because your question has already determined the answer."

Sure enough, Fan Ning, who remained sitting quietly, hugged his knees and smiled lightly twice.

"If you are really consistent in your appearance and heart, then you may not care so much about what other people generally care about, and what you really care about is too high... Whether it is appreciation or output, many testimonies in art are not reflected in time when people are alive."

He is worthy of being a noble and high-ranking artistic family from a big city.

The argument is profound and abstract, which makes people only half-understand it, but they have to accept his dark conclusion.

"It's frustrating and bad."

The boy was silent for a moment, feeling his mood getting darker and darker.

"I shouldn't complain here. If Mr. Carloen Van Nin was here, he would definitely have a better opinion."

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