The crystal wall suspended in mid-air has disappeared, but the crowds in the Municipal Square and surrounding areas have been reluctant to disperse for a long time. They are still thinking about the symphony called "Dawn War" just now, which is the theme music brought by the Symphony of Destiny.
After the trend, another great work.
"But in comparison, I think the Symphony of Destiny is better." Sarah could not use professional and accurate vocabulary to evaluate, and could only describe it with her own feelings. "Although this symphony is grand and exciting, 'Destiny'
It is more firm and powerful and can move people’s hearts even more.”
Lilith nodded frequently like a little chicken: "Well, I also prefer fate."
But she soon became frowning: "But Mr. Christopher's concert was so successful, and the new work is definitely a great piece of music. What should we do about Mr. Evans's concert tomorrow? One end and one beginning.
, if it cannot achieve the level of this concert, it will definitely be a huge disappointment to everyone."
As long as disappointment leaves a deep impression in people's hearts, it will be difficult to get rid of it.
"Isn't there a destiny?" Sara comforted her sister with a wry smile. He himself was equally worried and nervous.
Lilith raised her head and looked at Sara. She wanted to say something, but in the end she just sighed softly.
They all knew in their hearts that the works in today's concert were all classics, and the Symphony of Destiny alone could not sustain a complete concert.
In a dark corner, McCants, who had returned to the territory on the pretext of having something to do, appeared in Alto. He waved his arms with a twisted expression and excitement: "President Christopher is so great, I just want to use such a perfect performance to make way."
Sean, that bastard poor man, has no chance of success. Huh, you have prepared several solo piano pieces for such an important concert. How arrogant and arrogant! Wait until you can't meet everyone's expectations and can no longer serve as Her Royal Highness.
After becoming a music consultant, I will let you understand what nobility is!"
After nearly five minutes, the crowd in the Municipal Square began to leave.
Phyllis stood on the top floor of the city hall, condescendingly watching the black tide of people flowing slowly. She didn't speak for a long time, melancholy and quiet. Finally, she exhaled heavily, as if she wanted to relieve all the tension and worries in her heart.
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In the chant hall, the most noble people such as Archduke Violet, Cardinal Sard, Princess Natasha and Prince Michel still stayed because they invited Christopher to the box to express their feelings to him.
Expressing my respect and regret that a master will never give concerts again.
These big shots have not left yet, and the other nobles and musicians naturally continue to sit in their seats and communicate with each other about the concert just now.
For example, Lucien was using the precise definitions he learned from the Soul Library to discuss with Victor and Marcus the unfolding, development, reappearance and ending of the theme of the first movement.
"It seems that you are really talented in theme music and music with your own thoughts and emotions. You have almost formed a complete set of concepts with your own style. This is what every authoritative musician must have."
Victor was satisfied to see his disciple become more mature and more like a real musician.
Lucien smiled and shook his head: "Actually, many of the concepts and definitions here were put forward by other musicians during the booming theme music trend in recent months. I only read them from newspapers such as Music Review and Symphony Herald.
Learn to integrate.”
"Indeed, I have seen similar discussions in newspapers." Of course Marcus would not admit Victor's evaluation, and then he stared at Lucien meaningfully, "President Christopher's concert today
It can definitely be called perfect, Lucien, what about your concert tomorrow?"
Only then did Victor realize that Marcus's mood and attitude were a bit wrong. He quickly patted Marcus' arm and told him to stop talking. He said to Lucien: "Lucien, you are still young. Don't bear too much pressure.
, I believe you will eventually be able to stand among the ranks of music masters."
Since no one had ever dared to perform so many solo pieces at a Chant Hall concert before, even though Victor had confidence in Lucien's music, he was a little worried about the audience's ability to accept it.
"I will do my best to be worthy of myself and Teacher Victor." Lucien was not as nervous and depressed as others thought, although his own arrangements were indeed a little ahead of schedule. Even on earth, the recital was
This word also appeared because of Liszt, not the masters at the peak and transition period of classical music.
Victor didn't say anything more, just nodded slightly.
Nearly ten minutes later, the Grand Duke and others left, and the nobles and musicians also began to leave. Everyone who met Lucien just greeted him with strange eyes and a normal expression, and no one mentioned it again.
About the concert the next day.
Even Othello, an old-school nobleman and musician who was very worried that Lucien would have problems and cause the concert to fail, understood that it was the stupidest thing to add pressure to Lucien at this time, so he also stopped those who were gloating about his misfortune.
People who want to see Lucien's jokes go to stimulate Lucien.
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April 5th at 7:30 pm.
Since it was the last day of the music festival and the official last concert, the Municipal Square and the streets in the surrounding administrative districts were already crowded with noisy crowds, while other blocks in the city became empty and very deserted.
The entire Alto looks like fire on one side and ice and snow on the other.
Piola, Sharon and others learned the lesson from the previous two days today. They did not perform in the afternoon and went directly to the Municipal Square to wait. At this time, they watched more and more people gather around them from the central position.
I heard increasingly heated discussions.
"I think I will never forget this scene." Cellist Leslie closed his eyes and felt it. "This is probably the largest concert with the largest audience in the entire continent."
Piola opened her arms as if welcoming the breeze, her face full of intoxication: "If I can also hold a concert on such an occasion, then there will be no regrets even if I die."
"However, I'm afraid this is an impossible dream." The honest violist Green shook his head and sighed, but how could he not have a similar dream in his heart.
"We are all only about 20 years old, and we are still very young. As long as we are still composing music at the age of seventy like Master Christophe, why can't we go to the Dream Hall concert at the Aalto Music Festival?"
Lun expresses his beliefs and persistence.
Grace pointed to the mid-air where the crystal wall had not yet appeared: "Speaking of youth, Mr. Evans still has a few months to hold his coming-of-age ceremony."
"Haha, there used to be a talented musician who gave a concert at the Chant Hall at the age of fifteen, but that was not his first concert, nor was it the closing of the Aalto Music Festival. I won't mention Mr. Evans' music, just because of this
He will also be remembered by history." Sharon comes from a musical family and knows more about music history than her peers.
At the Aalto Music Festival in the past, the youngest person to hold a concert in the Chant Hall was Christophe, who took the stage at the age of twenty-six, and the eldest was a part-time Grand Knight himself.
Musician, the record of 112 years old is believed to be difficult to be broken again.
Speaking of Lucien, Piola was curious but a little worried and hesitant: "Master Christopher's concert and new works last night were so perfect, what about Mr. Evans's?"
In the minds of Piola and other musicians who have not yet become famous, Lucien, who was born in poverty and experienced ups and downs but became famous at a young age, is a role model for them and others, symbolizing the realization of their dreams.
But knowing that it was unfair to compare Lucien with Master Christopher, Piola still couldn't help but make the comparison. After all, the two concerts were involuntarily compared in terms of time and significance.
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"Less than a year after Mr. Evans embarked on the musical path, he already has the great work "Destiny", as well as other outstanding serenades and piano pieces. Even if the concert is not successful today, it cannot obscure his light.
"After a moment of silence, Grace was the first to answer, "As long as his concert can be half as high as Master Christopher, I think it will be considered a success!"
"I hope so." Sharon, Piola and others all agreed with a slight sigh.
They worriedly heard that everyone around them was comparing yesterday's concert to yesterday's concert. If it could not come close to yesterday's level, I'm afraid most people would not consider Lucien a success.
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Outside the chant hall, the increasingly handsome Lucien, who was wearing a black tuxedo, together with Rhine and other band members, welcomed the distinguished guests in the small foyer.
Gorgeous carriages arrived one after another, and nobles and musicians entered the hall one after another. There were people Lucien knew, including Count Hain, Count Lafati, Count Hill, Director Othello, etc., as well as some who were unfamiliar to him.
To all the foreign nobles and musicians.
Christopher came, and he nodded to Lucien with a kind smile, telling him to relax and not feel any pressure. Sylvia, who followed him, also expressed the same meaning with a peaceful smile.
Victor arrived. He used simple gestures to show that he had great confidence in Lucien, but he couldn't hide the nervousness on his face.
Phyllis, John, Joel, Alisa, Alvin and Elena also came. They tried hard to look calm, but the worry in their eyes and uncomfortable movements revealed their true nature.
My mood did not change until I entered the small west stand.
A dark purple carriage came, a simple and ordinary carriage came. Grand Duke Violet, Princess Natasha, Prince Michel and Cardinal Sard arrived at the same time. Surrounded by the nobles, they did not forget to turn their heads.
Say hello to Lucien on the other side.
Among them, Natasha's beautiful eyes were smiling, her purple eyebrows were raised, and she said with her mouth: "I believe you."
When all the audience arrived at 7:50, Lucien returned backstage for final preparations.
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In the box, Grand Duke Violet frowned slightly and criticized Natasha: "You actually arranged for Lucien to hold a concert on such an occasion. Aren't you worried about destroying a musical genius?"
He had a good impression of the Symphony of Destiny, but he liked the piano piece "For Sylvia" even more because it reminded him of the beautiful love of his youth.
"Yes, dear cousin, you are too reckless. Even if Lucien is your music consultant, he is not qualified to hold a concert on this occasion." Verdi looked at Natasha with a smile, "He just has
A semi-splendid piece of work.”
"As long as young people are not defeated by pressure, experiencing more such occasions will help them grow. I agree with this matter. Her Royal Highness is just a suggestion." Before Natasha could answer, Christopher said
The responsibility has been passed on.
Salde also nodded: "It can be seen from the previous symphony that this young man has a tough heart that will not compromise the darkness. The Lord will take care of him."
With the approval of the two masters in the fields of magic and music, Natasha became proud and said with a half-smile: "Dear cousin, I think Lucien's concert will definitely be a huge success, what do you think?"
"I'm waiting to appreciate it." Verdi had an expression of complete disbelief on his face, but he didn't argue with Natasha and seemed a little worried.
"Okay, the concert is about to begin." Archduke Violet watched Lucien walk to the stage and walked to the front of the band.
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In the Municipal Square, a faint halo lit up, and the crystal wall appeared just like the previous two nights.
Soon, the band on the stage could be clearly seen through the crystal wall.
"I hope Mr. Evans can succeed." Lilith looked at the crystal wall very nervously, her hands clenched into fists, and her brother Sara also had a worried face.
Piola and others also looked at the crystal wall directly in front with a touch of worry and nervousness, waiting for the appearance of the talented musician Lucien Evans.
Lucien stepped onto the stage wearing a black tuxedo. His hair was carefully combed, and he looked calm, handsome and very elegant.
"Him?!" Piola opened her mouth wide and pointed at the crystal wall, unable to believe her eyes.
Sharon was speechless at first, and then she couldn't control her volume and said, "It's that gentleman, the gentleman who attended our concert and exchanged music with us!"
"It turns out he is Mr. Evans. No wonder he has such high musical literacy and can play such beautiful piano melodies." Grace murmured to herself after a long time.
Lucien stood in front of the band, smiled at Rhine, and waved the baton in his hand. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to register as a Piaotian Literature member to recommend this work. Your support is