Old-time musicians

Around five o'clock in the afternoon of that day.

"String Quartet in D minor, subtitled 'Death and the Maiden', four movements, 40 pages of music paper, please confirm, once the window is closed, it cannot be modified before the voting ends." A pretty female staff member confirmed and reminded.

Fanning looked at the rectangular glass display window on the wall that belonged to him. They were about one meter wide from top to bottom, and the height was the most comfortable position for the average height to see, and the length was nearly five meters. His profile and photo were displayed in the upper left corner of the window.

The profile was very short: name, age, major, grade, entry, instructor.

Fanning saw the black and white photo of himself wearing a tuxedo, sitting sideways in front of Boethius's nine-foot grand piano, one arm stiffly resting on the piano, smiling shyly at the camera.

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This should be the sophomore year. When the St. Lenya University Choir was running for the permanent artistic director (piano accompaniment), the school hired a photography company to set up a temporary studio on campus for the purpose of careful publicity.

At that time, I had only received systematic music professional training for more than a year. How could I pass such a fierce competition? But Teacher Anton did his best to fight for a photo opportunity for me.

Because the camera technology was just starting at that time, Teacher Anton felt that it was rare for Fanning to have a photo with a real grand piano when he was young. One of his own photos when he was young was a piano prop in the studio of the photography company.

Fanning's eyes were a little erratic, and his thoughts swept beyond the frame of the photo. In his memory, Teacher Anton was standing at the other end of the piano body that was not photographed, looking at him.

"Mr. Fanning?" The female staff member repeated the reminder softly, "Are you sure? Once the window is sealed, it cannot be modified before the end of the vote."

"Sure." Fanning retracted his thoughts, took a deep breath and nodded.

The new works exhibition hall only accepts manuscripts written on one side. After receiving Fanning's affirmative reply, the staff posted 40 pages of five-line scores from left to right into the window one by one, listing four lines for each movement. The utilization rate of the window is less than 20%.

It is enough to accommodate a large symphony, and it is more than enough for chamber music works.

There are several music fans who wandered here and watched with interest.

The staff closed the window, locked it with a key, and affixed a seal with the City Concert Hall logo.

"This is your first time to display your works at the New Works Exhibition Hall. I will take a minute to explain the main mechanism to you."

"The 12 works in your school's work selection competition will be voted on as independent regions. Music fans with voting rights are formal members of the City Concert Hall. You can choose 3 out of 12. You can choose fewer, but not more, and you cannot repeat or revoke. The deadline is 24:00 on the last day of January."

"As for the weight of member votes, it will be operated completely according to the rules of the City Concert Hall. There is a detailed introduction on the first page of the guidebook in the hall."

Fanning nodded.

To become a formal member of the City Concert Hall and obtain voting rights, you only need to spend 10 pounds a year and buy 2 mid-range seats for mid-range symphony tickets.

Few civilians struggling on the survival line are willing to bear this expense. Fortunately, Uvlancel has rich public cultural resources, and people with spiritual needs can be satisfied in small venues or small churches throughout the city.

But for the middle class, the consumption threshold of the city concert hall is not high. People who want to experience higher-level art performances or want to practice the social ways of the upper class are willing to include more ticket purchase budgets in the family's annual expenditure list.

However, the consumption level of 10 pounds is only the weight of 1 vote. If you want to go up, the price and conditions will become higher and higher.

"In addition to the voting mechanism, there are two auction-like mechanisms, one is the title bidding and the other is the manuscript bidding."

The female staff continued her explanation.

"They can be understood literally. We will assist ladies and gentlemen who are interested in posting bidding strips, and the highest bidder can continue to cover."

"The bid will not affect your final voting results, but from a contact point of view, a high bid may increase the publicity effect and give more members the confidence to vote. After all, in the art world, people's aesthetic choices are always influenced by music critics, publishers, collectors and authoritative media in addition to their own ears."

"By the way, you have indicated in the manuscript that it is dedicated to the Marquis Paul McAdam, so it will no longer accept dedication bids from music fans, only manuscript bids."

"Finally, I would like to remind you that since you have chosen to entrust us to display it, it is currently in the nature of 'pre-publication'. Publishers may seek potential cooperation. It is recommended that you keep the opportunity of the first edition and do not circulate the printed manuscript privately for the time being, otherwise it will reduce their judgment of your value."

Fanning understood everything, thanked him softly and left the exhibition hall.

Night is falling.

"It's almost time." Fanning opened his pocket watch and took a look.

According to Dupont's notice, he walked to the agreed meeting point on the street, ready to meet up with two other members of the Guidance School and go to the South Pier area to further investigate the mysterious incident.

The streets were still crowded with people, but everyone had their heads and limbs tucked into their winter coats, with a hurried look and pace.

The weather was getting colder and colder, and on Sunday nights, we should quickly hide back home, sit by the fireplace, play records, and drink some wine.

"Toot--"

The sound of the car's horn made Fan Ning, who was still stamping his feet and breathing, turn around.

A jet-black Kent box-type car was parked on the street, spewing heat waves, and the engine bay with too many cylinders was like a huge and funny bulging nose.

Dupont, who has long flowing hair, stretched out his arm from the passenger seat of the box.

"Good guy, is this the bus that guides the school?" Fan Ning secretly felt that this shape was interesting.

In fact, this car should be the latest luxury product nowadays. Although it looks more antique than an antique in my own eyes, compared with the design of installing the engine directly on the open carriage, it can at least protect it from wind and rain.

"Our elixir master Cyndia and I took turns on duty, so you won't see her today." After the car started, Dupont turned his head and said, "I would like to introduce you to this member, Monroe, who just turned thirty this year. "

Fan Ning, who was sitting in the back row, waved down the chewing gum offered by the driver, and then said hello to the man sitting next to him.

"Caron, right? I heard that you are still a college student." The man named Monroe responded with a kind smile.

He wears a pair of crescent-shaped pince-nez gold-rimmed glasses and a brown suit that fits the middle-class stereotype. His face is gentle and fair, and he has a carefully trimmed beard.

Dupont said at this time: "I wonder if you know the name of 'Monroe Law Firm'. This is a golden sign that Uvranser has become increasingly famous in recent years. Lawyer Monro has more than ten assistants and secretaries. I heard that due to the need for business expansion recently, he is already looking for partners.”

"Nice to meet you, but I didn't know before. Maybe it's because the school environment is relatively closed." Fan Ning answered honestly.

A young intellectual who is publicly known as a well-known lawyer? I don’t know if his field of study is related to reason, logic or speculation.

Dupont continued his introduction, "Attorney Monroe is also an equestrian, social activist and mystic, and specializes in various military weapons - it is obviously difficult for clients to know the latter two points... Speaking of which, our arsenal can The possession of automatic pistols, revolver shotguns, sniper rifles, grenades and other good items is all thanks to Mr. Monroe.”

Fan Ning was dumbfounded. He looked at the lawyer's exquisite tie and polite sitting posture, but didn't answer for a while.

"It's normal for students like Caron not to pay attention." Lawyer Monroe showed an understanding gentlemanly smile: "The areas where we have a high winning rate mainly include divorce property division, family property inheritance or intellectual property rights disputes, especially the former. In recent years, it has accounted for more than half of the business... When you get married, I can provide you with services in this field. "

"Thank you." Fan Ning nodded in a cold sweat.

The winning rate of divorce cases in your firm should be improved by using shotguns and grenades, right?

"The destination of this trip is the South Dockside area. A few days ago, some residents who attended night schools for workers' skills and free schools for the poor drew our attention to asking for help. A strange man always appeared in their dreams. And since yesterday, we I received a new and more troublesome situation..."

Dupont picked up the folder beside the armrest of the seat, opened a page and showed it to Fanning.

Fan Ning's eyes widened as he looked at the black and white printed portrait, which had many details but was very familiar overall.

"The 'Dream Boy' incident 25 years ago has actually happened again?"