Lucien bowed towards the front of the stage and towards the box, but the thunderous applause was like an endless stream without any weakening, so Lucien had to pay tribute over and over again, salute over and over again, just like Christopher yesterday.
It's exactly the same at the end.
Ordinary people in the municipal square without the power of blood or the grace of the gods found that applause was no longer enough to express the crazy emotions in their hearts. The sadness that had been suppressed for a long time turned into cheers and screams of pain, and was completely vented.
Although the high-status people in the chant hall were not so crazy, their applause was still endless and louder than ever before. Because even knights, even if they have inspired the power of their blood, have a strong will when facing the enemy.
They are also human beings, not gods. They still have their own stories, their own sadness, joy, love, family affection, pain and hatred. Once the softest place deep in their hearts is touched by music, they will still have emotional resonance and will go crazy.
Express your emotions!
Truly beautiful music that comes from the heart has no distinction between high and low, race or belief.
Only the most devout fanatics who devote everything to the Lord appear relatively calm.
Watching Lucien leave the stage after countless curtain calls, the audience in the municipal square slowly calmed down, feeling tired after venting and feeling inner peace at the same time.
"Although this piano sonata is a little inferior to The Passionate Firmness of Destiny, it is the best piano sonata I have ever heard, both in terms of structure and melody." Piola saw the crystal wall slowly disappearing
, while praising, I felt inexplicably disappointed, and seemed to want to listen to it again, "What runs through both works is Mr. Evans's belief in never giving up in the face of difficulties, dangers, depression and sadness."
Sharon smiled and dispelled her previous sadness: "The past piano sonatas are very different from Mr. Evans's work in terms of their own connotations and musical expressions. It is conceivable that future sonatas will be similar to this work."
"Pathétique" is a model. If we hadn't gone to Aalto, how could we have accepted so many new musical concepts so quickly?" The seven-month long journey seems to have paid off beyond imagination at this moment.
No wonder every Aalto Music Festival is a music festival!
Grace stared intently in the direction of the disappearing crystal wall: "And Mr. Evans made piano playing itself an art. I have decided to learn piano."
"Stay in Aalto to study?" Piola asked Grace hesitantly, "Music Review and Symphony Herald are only available to upper-class aristocrats and musicians in Sturke. We only need to go back now."
Back home, with the concepts, structures and techniques I learned from Mr. Evans’s concert today, we will definitely become a popular band, join a real symphony orchestra, and embark on our own musical path.
"If you stay in Aalto, Grace, how much money can you waste to find a teacher? And there are too many outstanding musicians in Aalto. We are not Mr. Evans, and there is no chance of becoming famous here."
The silent Green said before Grace could answer: "Follow us back, Grace. Our Fantasia was guided by Mr. Evans. We will revise it according to his opinions and complete it."
Once we get the word out, we will immediately become famous in Sturk.”
Although he is silent, it does not mean that Green does not have his own little ideas. He will not let go of the fact that he can quickly become famous through musicians.
Although they felt that this was a bit bad, Piola, Sharon and others did not refute Green's words, and even felt their hearts pounding.
The expression on Grace's face changed continuously. Finally, she thought of her relatives in her hometown and the bright future described by Green. She finally sighed and replied: "Then let's buy the latest issue of "Music Review" and other newspapers. It must be
There are discussions about piano fingering techniques and sonata genres.”
Everyone else nodded solemnly. These newspapers not only represented the future of their music and others, but they could also make a lot of money by taking them back and selling them.
Lilith and her brother Sarah were immersed in the suppressed and cathartic emotions just now for a long time before they looked at each other, turned around and walked towards the city gate.
"When we become official... we will travel across the mainland. We will definitely find a place where we can study in peace, without feeling so depressed and painful." Sarah patted her sister on the shoulder.
Lilith nodded seriously: "I didn't expect Mr. Evans to have so much pain. I seem to be able to feel his soul, but he is so determined and persistent and will never give up in the face of difficulties. We must be like him!
"
The backs of the two brothers and sisters slowly disappeared into the crowd, while McCants and Pierre on the other side walked back in a daze as if they had lost their souls.
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Backstage at the chant hall, Lucien slightly unbuttoned the top button of his shirt, and then hugged Rhine: "Thank you for your help, otherwise my concert would not be such a success."
Then he took the opportunity and whispered: "Mr. Rhine, can you tell me the location now?"
Rhine patted Lucien on the shoulder, smiled and replied in a voice that could not be heard by others: "Do you think this place and atmosphere are suitable for discussing this issue? I will go find you tomorrow night."
Then his voice became louder: "Congratulations Lucien, you showed everyone the direction of change in this concert and achieved great success. You will become a real and authoritative famous musician."
Cello Thomas waited for Rhine and Lucien to separate, and also gave Lucien a hug: "Mr. Evans, last time I said that you would definitely become the most famous musician in the continent, but I didn't expect that you would succeed so quickly.
Congratulations, you will be a music legend in the future."
After thanking the band, a knight's attendant was waiting at the door. He came to invite Lucien to the box.
Lucien felt a little uneasy. Can he keep his identity as a magician in front of a Holy Spirit priest?
"Don't worry, you have moonlight bloodline, which can cover up the specialness of the magician's soul." Rhine pretended to pack up his instruments and passed behind Lucien, his voice was too low to be heard, "Unless he has already suspected you, he will directly use divine magic to check
."
After receiving Rhine's affirmation, Lucien regained his composure and followed the knight's attendant to the dignitaries' box.
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Even if he was just standing in front of the box, several steps away from Salde, Lucien could clearly feel the warm holy light shining on him, because the person sitting in front of him was a real Holy Spirit.
"Fortunately, I don't have a dark bloodline, nor do I specialize in necromancy magic. Otherwise, I would have been seriously injured just by Salde's soul shining on me." Lucien's current strength has made great progress compared to last time.
It is even more possible to speculate on the unfathomable strength of Sald's sea.
After Lucien saluted and said hello to the big shots, Grand Duke Violet came over in person, took Lucien's hands and patted them: "Your music and your performance have the power to move people's hearts. I like it very much.
Haha, if you were not my daughter's music consultant, I would definitely invite you to be the chief consultant of the palace. I hope you can continue to compose such beautiful music. As long as you can maintain this level, you will definitely be a leader in the music field in the future.
Grandmaster."
Natasha directly gave Lucien a knight's hug, and then whispered in his ear: "Lucien, what good ideas are you hiding? Good things should be shared with good friends!"
She was obviously very upset about not being able to show off her charm in front of Sylvia in that way.
"Probably not anymore." Lucien replied a little awkwardly. You can't say that I am actually still a magic apprentice.
Then Natasha let go of Lucien and smiled with rare tranquility: "Your performance just now reminded me of a lot of things I thought I could forget. Thank you, Lucien. Even if they are sad, they are still valuable.
."
Christopher walked up to Lucien with a smile, looked at him for dozens of seconds, and finally gave him a kind hug: "My era is over, but you let me see a brand new era coming."
"The same is true for my life. Thank you for your praise, Mr. President." Lucien replied with a pun, as his life was about to end an old chapter and start a new journey.
Christopher turned sideways to let Lucien pass, and at the same time chuckled: "On behalf of Music Criticism and Symphony Herald, I am making a long-term invitation to you. As long as it is a review article written by you, it will definitely be in the first few pages."
The two most famous music newspapers in the continent are sponsored by the Aalto Society. Only real musicians or people of noble status can submit articles. Once the articles written can be included in these two newspapers, the remuneration will be based on the reputation and layout.
It ranges from five gold thalers.
At this time, Lucien had already arrived in front of Bishop Salde, forced himself to remain calm, and kissed the back of Salde's hand with the etiquette of a knight: "It is my greatest honor for you to come to my concert."
Salde nodded, his cloudy eyes half-closed: "I have heard everything about you, and I understand the sadness and pain in your heart, but you have a tough heart, so you have reached your current glory. Young
People, remember one sentence, hardships and hardships are the test of the Lord. If you don’t experience them, you won’t be able to truly bloom the glory of your life. May the Lord bless you.”
After leaving Salde, Lucien did not relax at all. His slightest emotional changes would be discovered in front of the legendary strong man!
After Verdi's solemn and simple congratulations, Prince Michel smiled shyly and hugged Lucien: "Congratulations, Mr. Evans, you are already a famous musician. On behalf of the Tria court and myself
I personally extend an invitation to you. No matter when you come to Tria as a guest, you will receive the most solemn welcome."
"Thank you, Your Highness the Prince. If I have the chance, I will definitely go to Tria." Lucien expressed his thanks.
Then, Lucien received many invitations from other guests in the box, from different countries in the mainland.
Lucien did not refuse any of these invitations, he just said that he needed to consider them, because the route could only be determined after knowing the location of the Magic Council headquarters, and these invitations were an excuse to leave then.
Coming out of the box, Lucien saw that the audience in the chant hall began to slowly leave, and gradually became empty. The noise outside had stopped, and it was as quiet as night, so he shook his head and smiled:
It’s time to end, musician Lucien. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to become a registered member of Piaotian Literature to recommend this work. Your support is my greatest motivation.)