Old-time musicians

Chapter 255 Old Symphony Orchestra (4K 2-in-1)

So Fan Ning's eyes inevitably stayed for a few seconds longer.

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She was sleeping on her side, her breathing was fine and even, and her eyelashes were trembling slightly. In the summer, the thin blanket only covered her upper body, and the skin outside was quietly flowing with a warm and translucent light.

"Bang."

There was a soft sound and Fan Ning closed the pen.

He turned around and slowly closed the piano cover, then tiptoed around to the other side of the bed and turned off the crystal chandelier.

The night enveloped the bedroom like a gauze. The dizzy Fan Ning climbed onto the soft and spacious sofa and fell asleep amidst the sounds of insects in the courtyard.

On Sunday, Roy opened his eyes to the sound of flowing music, and felt warmth on his forehead, arms and calves.

In the field of vision is Fan Ning's back sitting in front of the grand piano. A crisp and jumping melody flows out from under his fingertips. It is the first movement of Mozart's "Piano Sonata No. 10 in C major" (330).

Golden and clear beams of light shot in from the floor-to-ceiling windows, scattering bright stripes and spots all over the bedroom. The girl clutched the blanket, lying on her side, and her breath seemed to dance with the cheerful melody.

How different from those undercurrents and unsettling black notes yesterday when I faced the shadows in advance.

"Good morning, Mr. Fanning." After listening to the entire three movements, she sat up and said hello happily.

"Just woke up?" Fan Ning lifted his hands from the keyboard and turned his head.

"I've been awake for a while. Why didn't you wake me up last night?"

"Didn't you say this is all yours?"

"Then you went to sleep on the sofa?" Roy couldn't help but laugh, "Did you just play a Tarakani piano sonata that I haven't heard before?"

"Huh? It's indeed a very close style." Fan Ning's fingers traced across the keys, "I imitated it. Although its form is simple and its techniques are very classical, it is difficult for me to write such a pure temperament due to my inner personality. work."

"I see, you told me about the past of Master Tarakani and the old organist Vienne. Those inheritances are clearly visible in this sonata, innocence, agility, innocent games or clear sunshine."

The girl stood in front of the floor-length mirror and pulled her hair: "Mr. Fan Ning, if you can write a symphony like this in the rest of your life, even if you don't get the current situation at that time, I will confirm that you will live a very happy life without any sadness or sadness. tragedy."

"The Symphony of the Future" Fan Ning raised his head in front of the piano.

"Maybe."

"There's only one week left until the fall semester starts, what are your plans?" she asked.

"Register the orchestra, then go back in advance to recruit preparatory staff and inspect the venue construction."

"Then you stay for another day and we will continue to discuss some poetry texts."

"Yeah" Fan Ning showed hesitant consideration.

"I'll show you some interesting places nearby."

"Today is Sunday, and the cultural management department will not be able to provide registration services until Monday."

“There’s a performance of Meyer’s opera ‘Rinuccini’ in the evening.”

I don't know if it was the final effect or a combination of factors, but Fan Ning made a decision when Roy mentioned the third reason.

"Then stay for a day."

This way I can try to get up with the sound of the piano again. Roy smiled in triumph.

Although she didn't know the Mozart of that world, who wouldn't want to open their eyes to such music and see the back of the grand piano and the bright sunshine in the room.

"Click."

In the morning breeze, Fan Ning bit into the crispy pie filled with gravy in his hand and walked through the country road with wide scenery.

"Bringing breakfast out to eat seems like a very common thing. How come you are in such a cheerful mood?" Roy held a small sandwich in his hand and looked at the hunting coniferous forest farm with neat canopies and clear layers in the distance.

"Because we completed the psychological part of the memorial task ahead of schedule last night." Fan Ning's coat was fluttering in the wind.

Strictly speaking, this was the first day Fanning began to conceive the final movement of his Second Symphony. He studied a collection of poems and vocal works at Roy's suggestion.

The two discussed the creative techniques and tried to review the original conception process and text selection ideas of these musicians. Fan Ning also tried to create several minimalist art song fragments. He stood on the "orchestral reduction score" Roy wrote the piano accompaniment from a different perspective, and Roy sang with great interest to figure out the changes in syllables and emotions. This made Fan Ning realize that she was worthy of being the daughter of a famous soprano.

Finally, I listened to an opera with the residual heat of these inspirations.

On Monday, the burgundy car drove out of the wrought-iron arch of the estate, destined for the Imperial Central Ministry of Culture and Media in Tulip Parish.

"Miss Roy, maybe you pulled me out of a dangerous predicament in the past two days." Fan Ning in the back seat said while looking at the scenery through the side window.

"Dangerous predicament refers to?" Roy next to her was obviously very happy after hearing this, but she was also a little puzzled: "Our discussion should be said to be just a very unclear directional discussion. Is it really so important? Mr. Fan Ning said Is it the difficulty of writing the final movement chorus?”

"Not only."

"So, it also includes the suffering of facing the scrutiny of everyone in the future, right?" Roy naturally thought of this, "You joined the chorus in the "Second Symphony", which must be unprecedented pressure."

"Put yourself in my shoes. If it were me, I wouldn't know when to release this news to the art world. At the conception stage? At the prototype stage? After the writing is finished? When the premiere cast is determined? Or when the rehearsal officially begins? Well, rehearsal should be the latest stage. At this point, the news will naturally be known to the world, and then it will trigger intense discussions and debates in various media channels and social occasions."

Roy couldn't help but launch a very detailed inference and association, and exclaimed "Ah": "This is indeed a huge pressure. Please be sure to take me with you when you experience it." She blinked slyly at the end.

Inexplicably, I feel that if I add myself to the scene where he is "bearing the doubtful eyes of the entire music industry" alone, it would be very romantic, just like when the two of them discussed the premiere of the "First Symphony" late at night in the college office.

"Reliable inference." Fanning smiled at her and gave a brief response and approval.

Miss Roy, I can't tell you the true meaning of "pulling me out of trouble", which is really a pity.

I spent all day in the hesitation and temptation of "rewriting the last movement of Beethoven's Ninth Symphony", even in my dreams. I compromised once and lost once.

You don't even know, I'm so happy.

Then thank you quietly.

With the current intensity of Fanning's inspiration, it is still a bit difficult to recall the entire Ninth Symphony with high precision.

But there is another "more technical" way that is feasible, such as grafting the sublimated vocabulary of the "Ode to Joy" in the last movement onto the materials of his first three movements. His composition technique can ensure that their musical materials are integrated without leaving any trace.

After a funeral full of struggles and questions, after meditation on the deceased, after a playful description of the chaotic life of endless confusion and all kinds of thinking about the narrative of death, it is not impossible to come up with a "all mankind towards ultimate joy", and it cannot be said that there is a problem with logic.

Whenever I realize that I have no ideas or try to make progress without success, this idea will pop up like a ghost.

But after two days of discussion with Roy

Although it was just a directional, inspiring, and practiced taste, Fanning realized more and more clearly that it was definitely not the way of redemption he was craving at this stage.

At least in his unconscious consciousness, the final movement that belonged to him was not characterized by "colorful orchestration", "complex and exquisite texture", "round after round of carnival singing", and "ultimate joy overflowing the world". It should be "chanting from afar", "simple and solemn orchestration", "simple and powerful texture", and "using extremely economical writing and the most primitive techniques to strengthen emotions, gradually pushing to the end of redemption and comfort".

He is convinced that Beethoven's "Ode to Joy" will infect the world he has built halfway and destroy his free will to create in the process of bringing fame, fortune and glory.

Perhaps this is the process of "self" being gradually recognized.

"A symphony should be a world. I don't know why the previous life ended in vain, and I don't know where the future will drift, but they are all my artistic career. My symphony collection should be a "history of soul exile" or "spiritual wandering" left in the world. This is the meaning of my existence."

In the VIP reception hall of the Ministry of Culture and Media, Fanning met many politicians in charge of art and culture in the empire.

During the evening break of Basani's condolence activities a few days ago, Fanning had become familiar with several people, and had a more detailed conversation backstage during the rehearsal of the art festival concert. At this moment, everyone sat on a circle of sofas against the wall in the large circular room, and the conversation progressed more harmoniously and efficiently.

"Minister Noel, I will "catch" Mr. Fanning to you as soon as possible." Roy's appearance and temperament in social occasions are always noble and elegant.

"It has to be you, Miss Roy." Noel praised, "Give my regards to Speaker McAdam."

"Miss Roy, you say that I seem to be forced or seduced." Fanning couldn't help laughing.

"Isn't it?" Roy sat down calmly, blew a sip of hot tea, and smiled playfully, not knowing whether she meant something else.

Your image changes too quickly. Fanning complained in his heart.

In his mind, the image of the elegant and simple girl in the Saint-Euverni hunting manor flashed through his mind. She thoughtfully sent him fruit snacks when he composed music, and she was a little childish from time to time.

"I am Humphrey, the head of the Music Business Development Department. Fanning will direct you to contact me for any needs or questions about the operation of the orchestra."

"Nice to meet you."

"Deputy Director Mansfield, in charge of poetry, drama, and fine arts. Speaking of which, I once took a photo with Mr. Vincent."

"Nice to meet you, nice to meet you."

Originally, whether it was the unofficial nature of Fanning's proposed orchestra or the location of the art venue, he should have registered with the secondary administrative agency of Uvransel and reported it for approval, but his special situation made the higher authorities of the empire obviously think of serving by themselves.

The reception was naturally held in the VIP lounge rather than the reception desk.

Administrative procedures were necessary, but they were not the focus of today's socializing. After everyone chatted in the VIP lounge for a while, Humphrey from the Music Business Development Department led Fanning and his party to the entrance hall.

Fanning noticed this when he came in. It had a huge "World Symphony Orchestra Overview Wall".

There are countless large and small glass rectangular slots on display, with hard cards inserted inside and the band's name written in fine fonts. Some of the glass slots are also surrounded by golden tassels.

Humphrey started his routine explanation skillfully with the attitude of receiving distinguished visitors.

This wall includes the list of all symphony orchestras in the world, with only three requirements for inclusion; they must be officially registered in any country in the world; they are in normal operating conditions; they meet the conditions of "unification of orchestras and orchestras", that is, they have a relatively fixed home venue and The members of the band are not just outings, nor are they a group formed temporarily for events and festivals.

It should be said that it is very easy to just be included. The cost of registering a band is not high. The criterion for normal operation is generally "at least one official concert in the past year", and having a relatively fixed home stadium does not have any hard criteria. .

Therefore, there are currently 1,215 symphony orchestras from all over the world on the wall, of which 535 orchestras belonging to the Theoline Empire are tied with eye-catching golden tassels.

These orchestras are divided into five levels: top, first-rate, second-rate, third-rate, and amateur. The first four levels belong to professional symphony orchestra levels.

There are only 10 top symphony orchestras in the world. They are at the top with the largest font, so they can be clearly seen even when standing in the corner of the hall.

This number is strictly controlled. If one more company is included, one will be kicked out. Theoline Empire accounts for three: "Santa Ramburg Philharmonic Orchestra (2)" "Santa Ramburg Symphony Orchestra (5)" Theoline State Opera Orchestra (6)", and as the birthplace of serious music, the Kingdom of Holy Janus in the Western Continent has a total of five, and the "San Pelto Philharmonic Orchestra" firmly ranks first.

The top (top ten) symphony orchestras include 24 first-rate orchestras, 44 second-rate orchestras and 117 third-rate orchestras. Their fonts are moderate, and you need good eyesight to see clearly from a distance.

The sum of these four parts is the orchestra that is rated as "professional level". There are only 195 orchestras in the world. Most of them are from official backgrounds, such as the royal family, churches, public schools, local governments and official art venues. A few are from mixed investments. Or purely private investment.

The remaining 1,000 or so, which is the lowest part, are all amateur orchestras. Not only among the folk, but also at the amateur level in many small places, especially small towns or villages and towns. Although the government has also spent money to form small bands, they are also at the amateur level.

Although they account for half of the wall area, those glass slots are very narrow and densely packed at first glance. To see the name of the symphony orchestra clearly, most people have to get closer. If you want to find out the specific location of a certain orchestra, it may take a lot of time.

Listening to Humphrey's explanation, Fan Ning's first reaction was to find more locations of the symphony orchestra that he was familiar with.

However, he soon noticed that the glass plate at the front of the third-rate professional orchestra level was empty and also had golden tassels.

Humphrey saw what he was thinking: "Mr. Fanning, this position is exactly the starting position reserved for your orchestra."

"Oh?" Fan Ning smiled, "You just said that newly registered bands are lined up from the bottom of the thousand-plus seats. My venue is still under construction, and the personnel are not available. Performance and record records Even more so, why did he reach the third-rate level directly and still be the first?”

Although Humphrey has not yet talked about the ranking rules, or what each level means, and what are the benefits, but based on this calculation, he has already directly entered the top 100 of the world's symphony orchestras!

"This is the instruction of the 'group above'." Minister Noel blinked, "Mr. Fanning, as a 'great artist', as a 'higher level' mystic, coupled with the previous legends In terms of experience and achievements, if the symphony orchestra established by such a person cannot be regarded as a 'professional level' and cannot start from a 'third-rate level', then the cultural officials of Tiolean obviously do not pay enough respect."

So Fan Ning laughed heartily twice and nodded to express his acceptance of his kindness.

Noel looked around at his colleagues and then said, "So, can we fill in the cards first?"

"Mr. Fan Ning, may I ask, what is the name of your newly established symphony orchestra?"

Roy beside her was looking at her unblinkingly, so Fan Ning looked at her and smiled, and slowly uttered a phrase according to the response plan she had thought about before:

"Old Symphony Orchestra."