Chapter 37 The Moonlight in My Heart Guaranteed Monthly Pass)
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Glinton looked back and saw the dark crowd, feeling extremely depressed and angry. Why could those dignitaries and aristocratic priests be invited without buying tickets?
He turned around and looked up at the majestic and gorgeous chant hall. For the first time, he felt that its luxurious and glorious appearance was concealed by the coldness of indifference and discrimination. It was obviously a chant, but it was only sung by a few nobles and clergy.
Open to the vast number of devout believers.
Shaking his head bitterly, Glinton whispered in his heart: "Under the throne of the Lord, all devout lambs are equal, but some people are more equal."
Just as Glinton and most of the disappointed citizens and businessmen were about to leave the chant hall and patiently waiting for the performance to be played, a black dragon-scale horse galloped from the other side of the road, and its speed gradually slowed down.
Then, the knight on horseback shouted:
"Dear subjects of the Principality of Violet, Her Royal Highness Princess Natasha, Countess of Violet, feels that music has no distinction between class, high or low, rich or poor, so she provides resources from her territory's income to the church,
When Mr. Lucien Evans's 'Return Concert' is held, the magical arrays in the Municipal Square and the Chant Hall will be opened, so that everyone who loves music can hear beautiful music in the Music City!"
The noisy crowd suddenly fell silent, and then burst into roaring cheers.
"Your Majesty the Great Princess!"
"God bless your highness!"
"Long live Her Royal Highness the Princess! Long live Violet! Long live Violet!"
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Glinton, who was mixed in the crowd, couldn't help but raise his arms and shout a few times. Finally, he didn't waste his efforts of traveling day and night to reach Alto.
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June 1st is a joyful "festival", at least for the people of Alto.
Backstage in the chant hall, Lucien, who had already welcomed Archduke Violet, Princess Natasha, Master Christopher, President Othello, Teacher Victor and others, was making final preparations.
Surrounded by him were Franz, his student Grace, the castrato Fabbrini and several familiar musicians - Lucien chose the orchestra he had worked with before, but the leader was no longer Rhine.
A little further away were other musicians, choir children, and castratoes.
"Mr. Evans, I think I can already imagine the splendor of the last symphony in D minor. I can't wait to get on the stage and praise the true God! This is the best and most trembling piece of music I have ever heard. I
I'm afraid I won't be able to help but shed tears in such a sacred and solemn music atmosphere." Fabbrini praised like a song. He was wearing a formal black tuxedo, a red bow tie, and his lips were as red as fire.
In the last few practices together, Fabbrini had fully felt the charm of this D minor symphony named "Ode to Joy" by Lucien Evans. Therefore, he was full of emotion as long as he found an opportunity.
A few words of praise.
Grace, who was unable to observe the joint practice, looked at Lucien curiously: "Teacher, is this symphony really as beautiful as Mr. Fabbrini said? Can it still be better than "Destiny"?"
"Although there are different judgments on different concerts under different moods, I think it is definitely an outstanding work." Lucien said with a gentle smile as if he was praising others.
Franz continued with a sigh of relief: "Actually, I have been worried that Mr. Evans, your previous Symphony in E minor will be criticized by musicians and critics. Although I personally like this work very much, especially the second one.
The melody at the beginning of the movement, but its structure is too free, completely beyond the current form, and it is difficult to get unanimous approval. However, with the symphony "Ode to Joy" as the finale, everything is no problem."
He also highly praised "Ode to Joy".
"Music expresses inner emotions, and structure is just an auxiliary. When it restricts our inspiration and creation, we must bravely abandon it and use new structural forms." Lucien said about classical music to romantic music.
transformation.
In fact, compared to many works of the late Romantic period, Dvořák's Symphony No. 9 in E minor "From the New World" (currently renamed "From the New World" by Lucien) is less free in structure and closer to classical music.
This is a folk-style symphony. After all, Dvořák himself was deeply influenced by the classical music school.
After hearing Lucien's words, Franz nodded thoughtfully, seeming to be reflecting on various problems related to structure in his past creations.
Cellist Thomas echoed: ""Renewed Country" is a very, very beautiful symphony. Even if it is criticized by musicians, it will be appreciated by everyone who knows how to listen to music. Time will make it bloom."
It is not inferior to the brilliance of other outstanding symphonies. And all this comes from Mr. Evans's style of not sticking to the structure and brave change, plus the last "Ode to Joy" that touched my heart. I would like to first express my gratitude to Evans.
Sir, please express my respect."
He is sincere and sincere, and believes that this concert will be an unprecedented success, and that every work will be recorded in history, so that he who participates in the performance will get more praise and money - after experiencing Victor, Lucien
After several concerts in the Psalm Hall, they have been praised as the best orchestra besides the palace orchestra. Although the price is expensive, nobles and big businessmen still flock to it.
Lucien smiled: "Thank you for your praise and compliments, but everything will have to wait until the end of the concert to make a final decision. Okay, the time is up, we should set off."
Then, Lucien added emotionally: "In the next nearly four hours, let us forget everything and live for music!"
"As you wish!" all the musicians and choir members shouted.
Lucien straightened his tie, picked up the baton and stood up, but before he could stand upright, his whole body suddenly collapsed weakly, and he coughed violently.
"Mr. Evans, what's wrong with you?"
"Teacher? Teacher?!"
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Nervous and worried voices sounded chaotically in the background. Lucien took a few breaths, waved his hands and said, "I'm fine, I'm just a little uncomfortable for a while, and I'll recover soon. The band members will go out and prepare first."
"Mr. Evans, are you really okay?" The cellist Thomas, a rough and bearded man, did not carelessly lead the band away, but carefully confirmed again.
Lucien took out a bottle of pink potion from his arms, raised his head and drank it, his face gradually turned from pale to rosy: "Thomas, look, I have the potion. This minor illness will not trouble me, the concert
No problem at all.”
Seeing that Lucien's face recovered, he spoke smoothly and didn't feel weak, Thomas felt relieved and called the band members to go outside to prepare.
When Thomas left, Fabbrini asked softly with some confusion and worry: "Mr. Evans, you don't seem to be drinking a simple therapeutic medicine. Real therapeutic medicine can't heal so fast, especially for diseases." He said.
He is the cantor of the church choir, and his knowledge in this field is much better than others.
Lucien seemed to have regained all his strength and energetically arranged the clothes that were messed up due to his fall. Then he looked at Fabbrini firmly and gently and said with a smile: "There are a few other things that allow me to survive four hours."
.Don’t worry, I will take a good rest after the concert and recuperate my body.”
After saying that, Lucien picked up the baton and walked out of the backstage calmly and gracefully, leaving only Franz, Grace, and Fabbrini, who had not yet had their turn, and other choir members who were not tall but unusually tall.
's back.
Fabbrini didn't speak for a long time, and Lucien Evans' gentle, handsome yet firm smile seemed to keep appearing in front of his eyes.
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In the Municipal Square, when Lucien walked to the center stage of the Psalm Hall, there was a little sparse applause at first, and then it became more and more enthusiastic.
Regardless of whether Lucien heard it or not, everyone was expressing their joy and cheers - half of them welcomed the appearance of the talented musician, and half of them were grateful to Her Royal Highness Princess Natasha for her kindness and generosity.
In the history of Aalto, there has never been such a huge round of applause before the start of a concert!
Glinton stood on the edge of the square, looking at the crystal wall, feeling sincerely happy and satisfied: "Finally, I can hear Mr. Evans' performance with my own ears, see his conductor with my own eyes, and experience his works with my own eyes!"
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The repertoire has been released, starting with the familiar "Symphony of Destiny" to announce the return, followed by the solo "Moonlight", "Pathétique" and a certain improvised virtuosic piano passage, and then the "New Kingdom" Symphony
, and finally ends with the symphony in D minor "Ode to Joy".
Dang, Dang, Dang! The sonorous, powerful, short and passionate familiar melody once again appeared in everyone's heart as if it struck their hearts. Everyone calmed down, accepted the baptism of the musical feast, and forgot everything else.
When "Symphony of Destiny" ended, Christopher smiled and said to Victor: "After three years of training, Evans' conducting has become even better. He is no longer as crazy and uncontrollable as before, and can completely follow the instructions."
Commanding from his inner thoughts, he gets excited when he should be excited, slows down when he should, closes when he should close, and releases when he should release. This is full of his unique passionate command style, and truly shows the terror, madness and excitement when difficulties and darkness come.
The tenacity of never compromising on them will not affect the overall feeling of the music."
In his opinion, Lucien's commanding style is no longer immature, but has become completely mature and comfortable enough to match "Destiny".
"He is a person who never forgets to work hard. Haha, among all the performances of "Destiny", the spirit of never giving up and never yielding was only the two times he directed the most obvious and most impactful performances.
"Victor did not hesitate to praise the students.
After a break of more than ten minutes, the band temporarily left, leaving only a black piano and Lucien wearing a tuxedo of the same color on the entire stage.
The light from the divine magic array converged and concentrated on his body, making him seem to have a faint halo.
Sitting in front of the piano, Lucien closed his eyes. This was a farewell performance, a real farewell. It was impossible for him to stop his progress in arcana and magic. Sooner or later, he would be taught to truly value it and put it into the purification sequence, so in order
There are only choices to be made regarding the safety of family and friends.
I don’t know what choices Uncle Joel, Aunt Alisa, John, and Ivan will make. I don’t know if I can see Teacher Victor, Elena, and others in the future. I don’t know if there will be a chance to return in an honest way.
Alto…
Maybe, you can only wait until you become a high-level magician and take a look at them from a distance?
An indescribable and uncontrollable sadness emerged in Lucien's heart. He pressed his hands naturally, and the quiet and beautiful melody flowed soothingly, as if bringing everyone to the lakeside, to the lakeside with the cool breeze at night, seeing
The beautiful silver-white moonlight shines on the water, creating waves of sparkling light. They are so beautiful and dreamy.
A peaceful and quiet atmosphere enveloped everyone, making them intoxicated and immersed, feeling a touch of sweetness. Under the cover of sweetness, the melancholy was so sad and obvious that it touched people's hearts.
Phyllis, whose mood became quiet and depressed, suddenly felt Elena, who was sitting next to her, wiping the corners of her eyes and whispering to herself: "I don't know why, but I suddenly want to cry..." (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature,