Old-time musicians

"Why are the people from the Special Inspection Department coming to see you at this time?" Roy, who had witnessed the scene of passing the note just now, leaned next to Fan Ning's ear and lowered his voice, "It has something to do with the current riots in various theaters. Right? How did you reply?”

"Of course I chose to thank them." Fan Ning didn't seem to care about this episode. He put the pen back into the breast pocket of his shirt and leaned back on the sofa.

"Weird." Roy's eyes stayed on Fan Ning, his eyes filled with thought.

"It stands to reason that if they feel that the commotion at the premiere of "The Rite of Spring" should not continue, they can just issue an ultimatum to stop it. What do you mean by going through all the trouble to ask you? Well, from our theater chain management Judging from the perspective, the controversy is not a bad thing, and it brings real money and silver profits. Can you be so confident at the Harvest Art Festival? In the festival with explosive popularity, audiences all over the world were 'incited' into battle. Scheele really did something that others could not do even if they were dead or alive. But from the perspective of the authorities, considering the final contender for the summit What about your attitude? Are those people throwing the question out there to test your personal attitude?

"Shhh."

Fan Ning smiled faintly and raised his index finger.

"Look, the second half of the work has begun, and everyone is waiting to see it."

Roy and Sheeran, who were thinking a little wildly, had to gather their minds and sit still to watch the performance.

Okay, "wait and see", okay

Perhaps among so many turbulent occasions, the one that is relatively stable at present is this salon and banquet hall.

Although the gentlemen and ladies were obviously restless and exchanged glances frequently.

But at least no one started fighting, right.

The curtain of the stage has been opened, and the background material of the painter Frudd's work has been replaced by another one.

It is still the gorgeous and primitive style of "Fauvism", but the color of the sky in the landscape painting has changed from day to night, giving it more complex layers and unsettling hints.

The dancers did not take off this time. Instead, they all sat around a pile of bonfire props, meditating in silence.

The lights were also dimmed, and only dissonant sounds composed of string instruments surged in the air, as thick and sour as plasma.

The second act of "The Rite of Spring" "The Great Sacrifice" is the introduction and the ninth part of the whole song.

The beginning of a long paragraph is the most attention-grabbing moment anyway.

Coupled with this inexplicable and strange atmosphere, even those in the audience who were shouting loudly or demonstrating violently were basically quiet for a while.

The introduction ended quickly and the dancers finally moved.

They stood up one by one, bowed their heads, remained silent, and began to walk in a circle.

Part 10, the mysterious ring dance of teenagers.

The timbre of the soprano trumpet became oddly thin. The string section is subdivided into thirteen parts, playing a gloomy, confessional melody.

It is mixed with a large number of bow-shock overtones that repeat the same sound.

"This Scheler really dares to write anything!"

Listeners only feel that this high-density sound group seems to be transparent, but in fact it is sharp and dry, like a gel that has lost its moisture!

"I have been playing the violin for forty years. I know the tremolo and I also know the overtones, but what is the way to play the overtones with the tremolo!?"

“I don’t even know how I came up with this choreography!!”

The audience's various astonished words could not be distinguished for a while from those who praised or detracted.

I saw the dancers walking in a slow and solemn circle, with two rings, large and small, with men inside and women outside.

Every four measures with different durations, there is a subtle internal change: the female dancer diagonally changes direction to the inner circle, and the male dancer changes direction diagonally backward to the outer circle.

Teenagers and girls alternate between the inner and outer circles, often with the tension and danger of being "squeezed out".

"Why do these dance steps and formations suddenly remind me of a, uh, child's game?"

"I'm not the only one who thinks of it, right?"

More and more listeners are discovering that this is very close to a game that most people played in their childhood!

——"Grab the bench"! Or some game variant similar to it!

"Bang."

Suddenly there was a muffled sound on the stage.

There were actually people who fell behind in the uneven pace because they "didn't get a spot"!

Su Luo! Principal dancer Su Luo!

This girl in red and white coarse linen clothes fell like this, but she returned to the group and circled again without saying a word.

Needless to say, a certain "dark fairy tale" feeling emerged from the hearts of the audience. The changes and development of the music at this moment seem to add a hint of ominous and gloomy flavor to the pure mystery!

What is this ancient ritual about choosing? Or is it a metaphor for some fateful omen?

"Bang."

There was another muffled sound.

Su Luo fell out of the ring dance queue twice!

The steps of the boys and girls finally stopped, and everyone looked at Su Luo who fell to the ground.

The band's performance also came to the end, which was a very special 11/14 mixed beat, and there was no melody in this section at all. It was just 11 identical column chords, played at an equal speed.

The silence in the transitional passage is a bit suffocating. Just when the audience feels like they are about to run out of breath, the music directly enters the eleventh part.

——"Praise to the Chosen One"! !

The horn players all pointed upwards, leading the band to play a large group of complex and colorful sounds, accompanied by the complex rhythmic interaction between the boys and girls, and the occasional major triad arpeggios like "1351315" played by a certain instrument.

Although in normal performances, the musicians would raise their horns involuntarily due to the advancement of emotions, here, in order to achieve precise timbre changes, the composer made a clear requirement of "pavillons". The sound of the horn is concentrated and radiates to the front of the band and directly transmitted to the audience, making the timbre more impactful and "tearing"!

Those ascending series played quickly with the strength of f or even ff immediately rendered a crazy and warm atmosphere!

In stark contrast, Su Luo herself was "thrown out" from the circular queue.

She seemed to be standing beside her in a daze and sluggish manner, and her whole body movements stopped.

"What's going on? The lead dancer doesn't seem to be in good shape?"

"Did she fall because of a mistake?"

"The alternating double-ring procession just now was indeed a bit complicated, but it's not right to make such low-level mistakes twice in a row."

There has probably never been a concert as noisy as today, and the audience began to talk about it.

The people who had already disdained this dance drama pointed at the stage unscrupulously.

"No, this is definitely not a mistake."

"It's part of the music and choreography!!"

Some people stared at the stage without blinking, muttering to themselves.

The band had a dark background with long notes played by bass clarinet and bass string instruments.

The twelfth part "Summoning the Ancestors" and the thirteenth part "The Ceremony of the Ancestors" were presented one after another.

First, a series of brutal chords were played repeatedly and anxiously, and were interrupted by timpani and bass drum from time to time, as if the drumbeats were urging something.

Then it went up from the semitone of E-G, using the lowest five notes that the alto oboe could produce, with a feminine nasal sound, as if depicting some mysterious and solemn sacrificial scene.

And Su Luo, who stood up again after falling down, remained stiff and motionless.

Different from the confusion on the surface, and completely different from what the audience thought, she followed her own choreography and maintained this posture, while a huge wave of waves rose in her heart!

Also shouting in their hearts were several "flower-touched people" who went on stage to participate in the performance, as well as several audiences in the audience, including Bishop Calestini, the temporary head of the Fragrant Temple!

The overall duration of "The Rite of Spring" was neither long nor short, just over half an hour. Who would have thought that as the performance progressed, at the moment when the finale was about to come, they actually sensed or realized it.

"Key!"

"There may be a key here!"

"No, it may even be a series of keys!!!"