Chapter 111: Start
[The check-in is a manifestation of honor and strength. I hope you do n’t forget to click the check-in at the top right corner while watching the update.] The crystal wall suspended in the mid-air has disappeared. I'm still thinking about the symphony called "Dawning War", which is another great work after the theme music trend brought by Symphony of Destiny.
"But by comparison, I think the Symphony of Destiny is better." Sara couldn't use professional and accurate vocabulary to evaluate it. She could only describe it with her own feelings. "Although this symphony is huge, it is 'fate' Be more determined and powerful, and move more. "
The little Lili Chick nodded frequently, "Well, I also like destiny."
But she soon became frowning: "But Mr. Christopher's concert was too successful, and the new work is definitely a great piece of music. What should I do about Mr. Evans's concert tomorrow? One last, one start "If you don't have the level of this concert, it will definitely make everyone disappointed."
Hesitant and disappointed, as long as you leave a deep impression on people, it will be difficult to eliminate.
"Aren't you destiny?" Sara comforted her sister with a wry smile, and he was equally worried and nervous.
Lilith looked up and looked at Sarah. She wanted to say something, but only sighed softly.
They knew in their hearts that the works of today's concerts are classics, and the symphony of fate alone cannot support a complete concert.
In a dark corner, McCands appeared on the excuse of returning to the territory on the pretext that he had a twisted expression and waved his arms excitedly: "President Christoph is fantastic, he just wanted to make way with this perfect performance Sean ’s **** poor has no chance of success. Hmm, it ’s so arrogant and arrogant to have prepared solo piano music for such an important concert! Waiting for you ca n’t meet everyone ’s expectations, you ca n’t be your princess After my music consultant, I will make you understand what aristocracy is! "
After nearly five minutes, the crowd at the Municipal Cantonese Field began to leave.
Standing on the top floor of the city hall, Felice stood high looking at the crowd of black tide slowly flowing, she had not spoken for a long time, melancholy and quiet, and finally she exhaled heavily, as if she wanted to relieve all the tension and worry in her heart .
In the chant hall, the most noble people such as Archduke Vaurit, Cardinal Sarde, Princess Natasha and Prince Michel remained, because they invited Christopher to the box and expressed to him With his own respect and regret that a master will no longer hold concerts.
None of these big men have left, and the other nobles and musicians naturally continue to sit on the seats and communicate with each other about the concert just now.
For example, Lucien is using his exact definition from the Soul Library to discuss the development, development, reproduction and end of the theme of the first movement with Victor and Marcus.
"It seems that you are really gifted with theme music and music with your own thoughts and emotions. You are almost about to form a complete set of ideas with your own style. This is what every authoritative musician must have." Victor is satisfied to see his disciples become more mature and more like a real musician.
Lucian shook her head with a smile: "In fact, many of the concepts and definitions here have been proposed by other musicians in the theme music trend in recent months. I just saw it in newspapers such as Music Review, Symphony Review and other newspapers. Learn to blend. "
"It's true, I've seen similar discussions in the newspaper." Marcus would certainly not admit Victor's comment, and then he stared at Lucien meaningfully. "President Christopher's concert today Definitely called perfect, Lucian, what about your concert tomorrow? "
Victor realized that Marcus's mood and attitude were a bit wrong, and quickly patted Marcus' arm, so that he would not say any more. He said to Lucien, "Lucien, you are still young, don't bear too much pressure , I believe you will eventually be among the masters of music. "
Because no one has dared to perform so many repertoires at the Chancellor Concert before, Victor, even if he has confidence in Lucian's music, is a little worried about the audience's ability to accept it.
"I try to do my best to be worthy of myself and Teacher Victor." Lucian is not as nervous and depressed as others think, although his arrangements are indeed a bit ahead of schedule. Even on earth, the word recital was born because of Liszt, not the culmination of classical music and the masters of the period.
Victor didn't say much, just nodded gently.
After nearly ten minutes, the Grand Duke and others left, and the nobles and musicians also began to leave the stage. All the people who met Lucien just greeted him with strange eyes and a normal expression of hard work, and no one mentioned it. The next day's concert thing.
Even Othello, the old-fashioned nobles and musicians who were so worried that Lucien would cause the concert to fail, knew that it was the foolishest way to put pressure on Lucien, so he also stopped those gloats People who want to see Lucien's joke go to stimulate Lucien.
7.30 pm on April 5th.
Since it is the last day of the music festival and the official last concert, the municipal wide chalk field and the surrounding administrative district streets have been crowded with noisy crowds, while other neighborhoods in the city have become empty and very deserted.
The entire Aalto looked like flames and snow and ice.
Piola, Sharon and others have learned the lessons of the previous two days. They did not perform in the afternoon and went directly to the municipal wide chalk field to wait. At this time, they watched more and more people gathered around the middle crusty center, and heard more and more heated discussions.
"I think I will never forget such a scene." Cellist Leslie closed his eyes and felt, "This is probably the largest concert with the largest audience in the entire continent."
Piola opened his arms as if welcoming the breeze, with a face full of intoxication: "If I can also hold a concert on such an occasion, there is no regret for death."
不过 "However, this is probably an unrealizable dream." Green viola player Green shook his head and sighed, but how could he not have a similar dream in his heart.
"We are all about 20 years old and we are all very young. As long as we are 70 years old like Master Christopher and still making music, why not go to the concert hall of the chanting hall of the dream Alto music festival?" Sha Lun expressed his belief and persistence.
格瑞斯 pointed to the mid-air where the crystal wall had not yet appeared: "Most young, Mr. Evans has a few months before the ceremony."
"Ha ha, a talented musician used to perform concerts in the Chancellor Hall at the age of fifteen, but that was not his first show, nor was it the end of the Aalto Music Festival. Not to mention Mr. Evans' music, just because of this He will also be remembered by history. "Sharon is from a musical family and knows more about music history than other companions.
In the past, at the Alto Music Festival, the youngest person to perform a concert in the Chancellor was Christopher. He entered the stage at the age of 26, and the oldest was a part-time job who was a knight in his own right. The musician, the 112-year-old record, is believed to be difficult to break.
Speaking of Lucian, Piola was curious but a little worried and hesitant to say, "Last night, Master Christopher's concert and new works are so perfect. What about Mr. Evans?"
In Piola's and other not-so-famous musicians, the poor and talented Lucien, who was born in the poor, experienced years of fame, is an example of himself and others, symbolizing the realization of his dream.
It is clear that comparing Lucien to Master Christopher is very unfair to him. Piola can't help but compare it. After all, the two concerts are involuntarily compared in terms of time and meaning. !!
"In less than a year since Mr. Evans set foot on the music road, he has already possessed the great work" Fate "and other outstanding serenades and piano pieces. Even if the concert is unsuccessful today, he cannot hide his light. "Grace was the first to answer," as long as his concert can reach half the height of Master Christopher, I think it will be successful! "
"I hope so." Sharon, Piola and others all sighed in agreement.
They worriedly heard that everyone around them was comparing yesterday's concerts. If they were not close to yesterday's level, I am afraid that most people would not think that Lucian was a success.
Wearing a black tuxedo outside the Hall of Sacred Wings, Lucien and the band members such as Rhein and Rhein welcomed the guests in the small foyer.
A gorgeous carriage came, and a nobleman and musician stepped into the hall. There were Count Haine, Count Lafayette, Count Hill, and Othello, who were known to Lucien, and were unfamiliar. Of foreign nobles and musicians
Christopher came, he and 蔼 smiled and nodded to Lucian, let him relax, without any pressure, Sylvia following him also expressed the same meaning with a quiet smile.
When Victor came, he showed with simple gestures that he was confident in Lucian, but the tension on his face couldn't be masked.
Felice, John, Joel, Alissa, Irwin, and Elena also came. They tried to make themselves look calm, but the fear and uncomfortable actions in their eyes revealed their trueness. His mood remained unchanged until he entered the small stand in the west.
A dark purple carriage came, a simple ordinary carriage came, and Archduke Vaurit, Princess Natasha, Prince Michel, and Cardinal Sarde arrived at the same time. Under the clans of the nobles, they did not forget to turn their heads. Say hello to Lucian on the other side.
Natasha had beautiful eyes with smile, purple eyebrows raised and said with mouth shape, "I believe in you."
Wait until 7.50, all the audience arrives, Lucian returns to the backstage for final preparations.
In the private box, Archduke Vaurit frowned slightly and criticized Natasha: "Did you arrange Lucien for a concert on such an occasion, wouldn't you worry about destroying a musical genius?"
He is very impressed with the Symphony of Destiny, but prefers the piano piece "For Sylvia" because it reminds him of his wonderful love when he was young.
"Yeah, dear cousin, you are so reckless. Even Lucien is your music consultant, you are not eligible for a concert on this occasion." Verdi smiled at Natasha. "He only has A semi-excellent work. "
"As long as young people are not defeated by pressure, going through such occasions a few times will help them grow up. I agree with this matter, Her Royal Highness is only proposing." Natasha has not yet answered, and Christopher will Responsibility took over.
Tsarde also nodded: "From the previous symphony, we can see that this young man has a tough heart that does not compromise with darkness, and the Lord will care for him."
Approved by the two masters in the field of divinity and music, Natasha was proud of her smile and said with a smile: "Dear cousin, I think Lucian's concert will definitely be a huge success, do you think?"
"I'm waiting to appreciate it." Verdi's face was completely unbelievable, but he didn't fight with Natasha seems to be a bit confusing.
"Well, the concert is about to begin." Grand Duke Vaurit watched Lucian walk to the stage and to the band.
A faint halo lit up on the municipal wide chalk field, and the crystal wall appeared like the two nights before.
Soon, the band on the stage can be clearly seen through the crystal wall.
"I hope Mr. Igus will succeed."
Lilith looked at the crystal wall very nervously, and then clenched her fists, and her brother Sara was worried.
Piola and others also looked towards the crystal wall directly with a little worry and nervousness, waiting for the appearance of talented musicians Lucian and Evans.
西 Lucian, wearing a black tuxedo, stepped onto the stage, her hair was carefully combed, and the whole person looked quiet and handsome, very temperamental.
"He ?!" Piola's mouth wide pointed at the crystal wall, she couldn't believe her eyes.
Sharon first aphasia, then unable to control the volume authentic: "It is that gentleman, the gentleman who participated in our concert and communicated with us!"
原来 "It turns out he is Mr. Evans. No wonder he has such a high level of musical literacy, no wonder he can play such a wonderful piano melody." Grace murmured for a long time.
Balussian stood in front of the band, smiled slightly at Rhein, and waved the baton in his hand. (To be continued [this text is provided by the breaking dawn update group @ 初初 练]. If you like this work, you are welcome to ◤first issue◢ to vote for and recommend, your support is my greatest motivation.)