Old-time musicians

After the two said these words, there was no communication between them.

Fan Ning faced the auction house door with a calm expression and did not turn around. Julius kept an elegant smile, passed him by, walked down the steps of the auction house, and boarded the private carriage.

I am actually very familiar with this female classmate.

For no other reason than Julius, as a violinist in the school symphony orchestra, participated in the premiere rehearsals of Professor Anton Konard’s “Third Symphony” and “Fourth Symphony”.

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Especially during the Fourth Symphony, she has been promoted to concertmaster.

But this does not mean that the two have a good relationship.

Fan Ning believes that at least half of the failure in the premieres of Anton's last two symphonies was caused by the orchestra's failed performance.

The teacher's last two symphonies made extensive use of his original fog-like sound band technique. There are often many fragments. Against the background of undercurrents of strings, the brass blows out an overwhelming and chilling motive, and other parts are constantly superimposed with complex textures. , through rounds of repetitions and variations, finally builds up to an overwhelming, overwhelming, sublime and suffocating musical climax.

To achieve such an effect perfectly, there are many different coordination requirements for each instrument group of the symphony orchestra that are different from the conventional ones.

But Teacher Anton was a good guy during rehearsals.

He would try to make his demands every time, but would quickly give in when challenged.

He always felt that it was not easy for musicians to be willing to play his works.

The rehearsal effect is always greatly reduced. As the violinist whose voice is second only to the conductor, Julius can be said to be "indispensable".

In this way, Teacher Anton is still grateful to the musicians.

Well, it seems that "Uflanser Art Review", which evaluated Mr. Anton quite harshly after his death, is still their cultural industry media.

After all the past scenes flashed through Fan Ning's mind, he was just about to step in when he suddenly frowned and backed out.

The alley across the street from Prudence Auction House was filled with fragrance. A few workers in grey-faced clothes held a few coins in their hands and looked closely at the food being sold by the door of the small shop under the dim street lights.

Fan Ning glanced at the greasy price tag posted in the food window and said, "Vegetable mayonnaise sandwich."

A thin female clerk responded, tore off a piece of oil paper and picked up the sandwich with her hands.

"Three pennies, sir."

"Add 2 more black pepper bacon sausages and stuff them into the sandwich for me."

"There are too many, I guess I can't fit them in, sir." The clerk felt that he had never seen such a strange request.

"Use more force."

"Okay, 11 pennies total."

"No need to look for it." Fan Ning placed a shilling lightly on the glass and took the bulging sandwich. The sauce overflowed the bread slices and the vegetables were scattered on the floor.

The clerk couldn't help but look at Fan Ning's leaving figure a few more times.

"Stewed potatoes, I want the big one with more salt." The workers' voices brought her back to reality.

Fanning returned to Lord Nehemiah's private room on the second floor of the auction venue. Joan and Sheeran were huddled together, sipping on a large cup of strawberry yogurt smoothie.

Eating it so quickly

"Carone, you are back. I took a picture of a 'suggestion flow' work ten minutes ago as you suggested." Lord Nehemiah handed over the album with a smile.

"Claude "The Houses of Parliament in the Fog"?" Fan Ning took the album and said with a smile: "I had a chance encounter with this work at an art exhibition five years ago. It's not a bad choice, but it weighs 265 pounds. "

"It seems I can be bolder." Lord Nehemiah curled his lips.

He handed over a 50-pound note: "This is your reward for taking up your personal time today."

In just over two hours, a month's salary close to the middle class is still relatively high, which is enough to show the sincerity of the employer.

"Thank you." Fan Ning did not refuse. After taking it, he asked, "Do you know a gentleman named Spencer Cecil?"

This is what Teacher Anton mentioned in his diary, who recommended him to take photos of the audio fragments.

"Of course, he is a regular customer of Prudence Auction House and has met several times. He is keen on investing in the cultural industry. In the past few years, he has been busy working on the newly established Red Onyx Cultural Media Company. Its main business scope is to discover actors and singers, and Receive orders for sound film soundtracks that have emerged in recent years.”

Lord Nehemiah asked: "Do you need me to introduce you to them? They have many client resources for sound film companies. If you want to write some film scores, you may be able to find some cooperation opportunities."

Red Agate Culture Media Company? Digging actors and singers? Film soundtrack production?

"broker"? ?

Fan Ning somehow connected these two clues.

"By the way, his nephew is in the conservatory with you, you should know him." Lord Nehemiah added

"It turns out he is the uncle of this guy Ram Cecil, bah." Joan heard the conversation between the two and spat lightly.

"Oh? What are you celebrating?" Lord Nehemiah was curious.

"It's just a competitor at the graduation concert of St. Lenia University. Joan is my supporter." Fan Ning smiled.

He took a sip of water, threw himself into the soft sofa, and began to piece together the information he got from this party bit by bit in his mind.

What I didn't expect before the party was that there seemed to be more than one secret force behind the scenes.

Sylvia certainly had some main purpose, but she would not personally achieve it, but would break up her own motivation chain by reaching interest cooperation with other parties.

The "agent"'s recruitment made Fanning suspect his roommate Calvin's strange part-time job;

The "experience officer" showed a connection with the attack on Sheeran at the party, and was organizing some kind of "charitable" activity that could "fundamentally improve the economic situation";

The "translator" was studying a certain document?

Seeing the two little girls playing and fighting opposite him, Fanning felt that the only thing he couldn't understand was Joan.

An intruder?

She seemed to have never dared to participate in these commissions, and her purpose was simple and persistent: to exchange as much Yaozhi spiritual liquid as possible.

Time passed to half past nine, and the auction ended.

The organizer removed the auction props, and the curtain closed briefly. When it was opened again, there were two pianos, a mixed choir, and four singers in full dress on the stage.

"Tonight's additional program is a selection of Dominic's operetta. Are you interested, gentlemen and ladies?" Lord Nisimi shook the amber liquid in the wine glass.

"Dad, come on." Joan wrinkled her little nose and laughed, "Next time, our family will buy VIP tickets for a major performance at the City Concert Hall and invite Carlon. He is such a great young composer, how could he waste time listening to a grass-roots group."

"No, no." Fanning waved his hands repeatedly, "The main thing is that everyone has classes tomorrow Friday, so it's really not appropriate to do it too late."

Although operetta has a strong market music nature at present, it is also a large-scale work written by opera composers using pure romantic composition techniques. A complete performance still requires the orchestra, chorus, singers and actors to cooperate smoothly under the overall coordination of the conductor.

It's just that they are more pleasing in script arrangement and melody writing, the form structure is more distinct, and the threshold for appreciation is relatively low.

In a state of leisure, Fanning didn't mind drinking wine on the sofa with his confidant, killing time and commenting on it.

"Hahaha" Lord Nisemi laughed heartily, "I can only accept a small part of serious music, and I still prefer light operas and other street tunes. Joan, next time there is a serious opera performance in the concert hall, remember to help me pay attention."

The butler on the side came forward, leaned over and whispered: "Lord, then I will arrange a carriage to send Miss Nisemi and the two guests home respectively, and pick us up on the return trip.

The male and female duet sounded with the piano, Lord Nisemi waved his hand, and then began to shake his head , humming along with the bass line.

…

“Da Da Da, Da Da Da”

In the night, two carriages, one in front and one behind, gradually disappeared from the end of Finlay Street.

The carriage drove out of the Pshor District, passed through the Outer Lenya District, and stopped at Cedar Square, which connects the inner and outer blocks.

Joan said goodbye to Fanning and Hiran, asked the coachman to take them to the door of their house, and then changed to another carriage heading in a different direction, and disappeared in the corner in a blink of an eye.

“Carlon, why are you and Joan so mysterious today? Is there something going on?”

Hiran sat opposite and asked in confusion.

“Yes, there is something going on.” Fanning replied.

The little girl’s brown eyes widened.

“Sir, please turn around and follow Miss Nissime’s car home.” Fanning opened the glass window in front of the carriage.

“Ah? "The private coachman of Lord Nissimus was obviously a little surprised.

The speed of the car under his control gradually slowed down, but he never turned around.

He was entrusted by the young mistress to send the guest home, and then the guest asked him to follow his young mistress?

What kind of strange request is this.

"Mr. Fanning, what do you want?"

"Turn around quickly." Fanning sighed, "Your young lady may encounter some troubles."