Old-time musicians

After the teacher came in, the large lecture hall finally became completely quiet. Google search reading

Fan Ning looked at another substitute professor who was writing furiously on the podium. After listening for about twenty minutes, he suddenly let out a long sigh.

This "History of the Development of Music Aesthetics" was originally an elective course for Teacher Anton.

Although there is no difference in teaching level between them,

But the comfortable mood after receiving a huge sum of money gradually disappeared without a trace.

He smiled bitterly, then took out several weekly newspapers issued today from his briefcase and read them.

The newspapers I subscribe to are all mainstream newspapers in the art field, but today’s headlines are dominated by major news from the imperial capital:

"The first subway in the imperial capital of Santa Ramburg has been officially put into operation today."

The authorities believe that it can fundamentally "relieve the overwhelming traffic congestion in the imperial capital", but many experts and scholars have expressed serious concerns about possible risks such as landslides, fires, and suffocation.

The media revisited the major railway accident of the "Cherubini" three years ago, saying that the authorities should prioritize reducing the high accident rate in the empire's railway transportation industry, rather than trying to "find another way" to build a subway.

In addition to the headlines on the subway, the three mainstream cultural media in the empire reported the funeral of Professor Anton Konard in detail or briefly, and evaluated his entire artistic career from the perspective of his identity as a composer:

"Tioline Cultural Weekly" called him a "composer with social influence" and only devoted a small space to objectively report on Professor Conor's funeral.

"Uflanser Art Review" called him a "contemporary composer", but pointedly pointed out that judging from his middle and later works, his indulging in the study of ancient music was a foolish choice and "ruined his early career." Honors received in an artistic career.”

"Hoffmann's Gramophone" called him a "famous contemporary composer" and believed that his middle and later works "have ancient materials and innovative cores." In particular, the newspaper pointed out that Konard's Third and Fourth Symphonies broke through the limitations of harmony, orchestration and musical structure of this era, and were a "spear thrown into the future", but its true artistic value "has to wait for future generations." Conclusion”.

"'Hoffmann's Gramophone' is barely the most responsible evaluation." Fan Ning calmly folded the newspaper, "However, the knowledge level of music critics in these media needs to continue to improve."

“Teacher Anton’s Third and Fourth Symphonies, even if placed in previous lives, would definitely be the pinnacle of romantic music and a masterpiece in the history of art.”

Fanning leaned on the table and continued to write the two movements of the second half of the string quartet.

The morning passed quickly, and at noon I asked Calvin to bring me lunch, so I continued writing until five o'clock in the afternoon.

He made five copies at the Pushall Press printing service point downstairs.

Four movements, 40 front and back pages, 20 pages each, a total of 100 copies were made.

Although this printing shop offers a discounted price of 5 pence per print to school students, Fan Ning spent more than 12 shillings at once.

"This will be normal from now on. I think it's better to use the Guidance School's printing press more often."

Even though Fan Ning had just received a huge sum of 500 pounds, she was a little distressed by the expense.

After a half-hour round trip, Fan Ning picked up Sheeran after school, and the two went to the small chamber music hall No. 4.

While they were still in the stairwell, the two heard a faint quarrel coming from that direction.

"It seems like there's Joan's voice in it?" Fan Ning walked up the steps quickly, carrying Sheeran's brown violin case.

The two of them saw Qiong, who was wearing a brown dress and a small green shawl, holding a satchel in one hand and a white violin case in the other, arguing with a group of people opposite her.

"Are you still being unreasonable?..."

Joan's tone was quite angry, but her still lively and soft voice made her look particularly cute even during the quarrel.

But what Fan Ning found pitiful was that the six people opposite her seemed to be taller than her...

"Qiong, what's going on?" Sheeran asked with a frown.

"Caron, why are the people in your hospital so unreasonable?" Joan turned around with an aggrieved look on her face.

After listening for a few minutes, Fan Ning finally figured out the whole story.

According to what I learned from her yesterday, Hall 4 was booked by the School of Literature and History for the whole day today, but the rehearsal had actually just ended and a large number of people had left.

So the people from the Institute of Literature and History handed over the key to Qiong and asked her to come in at night.

Unexpectedly, this group of people also had to rehearse a wind ensemble piece. They believed that since the rehearsal scheduled by the School of Literature and History had ended, the venue should be given priority to people from their own music school.

It is indeed near the end of the year, and there are many performances in the school. Venue resources, which are usually abundant, are also in short supply at this time.

The two sides started to quarrel.

Fan Ning thought about it and felt that Qiong was more reasonable about this matter, but if it had to be put on the line, it would be unclear.

He's not the kind of person who particularly enjoys arguing with others.

After glancing at Qiong and Xilan, he was about to say, "How about we go to a bigger piano room?" A boy opposite wearing a light-colored vest and gray tie, holding a French horn, stepped forward and said:

"It turns out that this has been going on for a long time. It's Carol, are you going to lead the team to play tickets here?" His tone was quite teasing, "If you want to show off in front of these freshman girls, why don't you just find a piano room?"

Most of the performance majors in the first and second groups still looked down upon musicology majors, and this French horn player was obviously one of the majority.

Although Fanning's previous "Fantasy Improvisation" attracted some popularity, it brought jealousy and disdain to some people: What's so great about writing a little song by chance?

Several people around him also laughed:

"Yes, Carloen, the piano room should be more private?"

"Hahaha, it's a waste for you to use this chamber music hall."

"Two junior sisters, why don't you join us in rehearsal and let us show you what professional performance is. Those guys in the music department are just fooling people."

Alas, ignorant people are sometimes really difficult to communicate with.

Fanning finally lost his temper for once.

The horn player saw the light golden light in Fanning's eyes, and the scenery in front of him suddenly twisted like water waves, and an inexplicable feeling of dizziness and burning flowed in the blood vessels of his brain.

The impact on the astral body made him stagger, and the few people around him who were looking at Fanning's eyes, although not directly looked at by Fanning, were also affected to a lesser extent.

Several people showed a look of fear and confusion.

"What are you doing here?" A steady but deep male voice suddenly came from behind.

The light in Fanning's eyes flashed and disappeared, as if they had a short hallucination.

"Team, team leader, this group of people is taking up our rehearsal position."

"Yes, our second group is working overtime to rehearse a piece for the New Year's Concert."

After seeing that the person coming from the opposite side was Lou Adair, several people seemed to have seen a savior.

"Team leader, are you going to rehearse somewhere too? Aren't you the timpani player this time?"

Another girl in a yellow skirt holding an oboe saw Lu, who was wearing a black suit and holding a violin case, so she greeted him in a flattering and gentle tone.

"Idiot! Can't you see that we are together?" Lu's anger finally couldn't be suppressed.