Victor's reputation and status in the music industry and in the eyes of the nobles are directly related to the future achievements and lives of Lott, Phyllis and others. Therefore, they cannot maintain the elegant and calm demeanor emphasized by the nobles, and their faces are full of worries and worries.
Bitter expression.
Felice clasped her hands together and paced back and forth outside the door of the piano room, glancing at the closed wooden door worriedly from time to time. After hearing Lott's words, she couldn't control her emotions, and said in a slightly sharp voice: "How to persuade?
Could it be that if you tell Mr. Victor to calm down, you will surely get some inspiration? You will definitely be able to write new music? If ordinary persuasion works, then why would Mr. Victor do this?"
Lott frowned and looked at the wooden door of the piano room: "Perhaps we should advise Mr. Victor, why do we have to use newly written music? Mr. Victor has many outstanding symphonies in the past, and he can choose another one from them.
"
For this crucial concert, Victor has already written two new pieces of music, and carefully selected one from the past pieces that represents his highest level in the past and is completely comparable to the new piece of music, and due to the current
All the symphonies in the concert have a strict structure of four chapters, and the length of the music is often tens of minutes. Only four symphonies need to be prepared for a concert, so Victor still has one less to finish.
"No, I once advised the master, but he said that the two new pieces of music are the crystallization of his musical soul and inspiration. There is only one previous symphony that is on the same level as them. Picking another symphony will only degrade it.
The style and standard of the entire concert have become inevitable flaws that have been magnified and criticized, so he completely disagrees." Butler Ace appeared near the stairs at some unknown time, his old face looking very helpless.
Herodotus rubbed his forehead: "Mr. Victor is too pursuing perfection. In fact, his previous symphonies were very good and were praised by many nobles and musicians. Otherwise, why would he be invited to hold a concert in the Psalm Hall?
, let’s give some more advice, shall we?”
He looked at Lott and Phyllis, asking for their opinions. As for Lucien, he subconsciously ignored him. He was a poor boy who had only studied music for less than two months and could only play very simple music.
I have no right to speak on this.
Lucien really didn't know how to persuade him, because it was obvious that Mr. Victor had devoted all his soul and enthusiasm to this concert, and it was not something that others could persuade.
"Mr. Ace, what do you think?" Phyllis knew very well that among all the people present, the one who knew Mr. Victor best must have been with him for nearly thirty years and watched him step by step from a child in his early teens to a
The musician's butler, Ace, looked at Ace with earnest and worried eyes.
Ace shook his head, full of sentimentality and regret: "The master will not listen to your persuasion. This concert is very important to him. On the one hand, it involves his status in the music industry and future development, and on the other hand, it is the wish of his wife."
, before my wife passed away, she always regretted that she could not see the master hold a concert in the Psalm Hall, so the master wanted a perfect concert without defects. Hey, I hope that the master would calm down slowly after thinking of the wife's expectations.
Bar."
"But we can't do nothing." Compared to Phyllis, who still has the possibility of becoming the wife of a certain noble, Lott has already regarded musical development as his only future direction. It is inevitable that he will be the same as Victor.
Restless.
Lucien was always grateful to Victor, and he also nodded: "Perhaps we can find some medicine and food that can help sleep and stabilize mood?"
As a magic apprentice, the most important thing to consider when thinking about related issues is potions, and besides magic, Lucien demonstrated this very fully.
"No, the master has specifically ordered that he not be allowed to take similar medicines, because it will suppress inspiration and thinking." Ace rejected Lucien's proposal seriously and solemnly.
Lucien said slightly worriedly: "Can we only expect Mr. Victor to defeat himself? There is nothing we can do?"
"What can you do? Can you write a symphony instead of Mr. Victor?" Herodotus, who originally hated Lucien, was now very irritable and couldn't help but sarcastically angrily.
As soon as he finished his sarcastic words, everyone fell silent, because he really didn't know what to do. Lucien was inspired by some ideas. On the one hand, he must let Mr. Victor find inspiration and compose music on his own. On the other hand, he
You also need to be prepared with both hands, so as not to be unable to help at the critical moment, but you also need to think carefully about how to do it.
After a period of silence, the door of the piano room creaked softly, and Victor came out, his eyes sunken, and he said with deep exhaustion: "I'm going to the association to practice the first three pieces of music. You should also follow and learn how the band works."
If you cooperate under the conductor, then you can practice your own instrument in the association’s piano room.”
Seeing that Victor recovered quickly after a brief collapse, Lott, Phyllis and others quietly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that they did not necessarily need to do anything. After all, Mr. Victor was in the palaces of various countries.
An outstanding musician who has performed and seen the world knows how to adjust, but the haze about whether the fourth symphony can be successfully composed still remains in everyone's mind.
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In the performance hall on the fifth floor, the orchestra, under the command of Victor and the coordination of the concertmaster Rhine, performed a symphony completely and beautifully. The four movements were solemn, grand, rigorous in structure, and with some religious elements.
The taste of music gives people a very wonderful listening experience.
After the symphony ended, Victor walked up to Lucien and others who were listening and observing attentively in the audience: "Okay, you go to the piano room to practice. I will come over and give you guidance."
As soon as he finished speaking, before Lucien and others turned around, a burst of applause suddenly sounded in the quiet performance hall. Although the hall had a special structure and had a very good echo effect, the applause was too thin and still seemed sparse.
.
"It's a very good symphony. I didn't expect that I would be able to enjoy such beautiful music just after I came back. It seems that your concert is ready, Victor? Haha, it will definitely be a success." There was no concealment in the words of praise.
sarcastic smile.
Lucien listened to this familiar voice and turned around to see that it was indeed Wolfe who had returned from an outing. His boot-like chin was raised high, looking proud and contented.
Victor's face darkened. Looking at Wolfe's performance, it was obvious that he had heard something: "Wolf, it seems that you have gained a lot by accepting the invitation to go out this time?" He didn't want to mention the concert preparations that made him irritated, so
There is no positive answer.
But how could Wolf let him go? After learning about Victor's recent state from others, Wolf could guess without even thinking that there must be a big problem with Victor's music preparation, so he came over directly:
"Victor, didn't you ask me to listen to your music last time and give you some opinions? I thought about it, we are all Aalto's musicians, and there is no hatred that cannot be eliminated, so I decided to agree to your request. Well, I will
Let’s play the four pieces of music in their entirety.”
"You!" Victor completely understood that Wolfe had come to laugh at him, but just as he was about to get angry, two more people walked in from outside the hall. One was an old man with silvery white hair, wearing a black dress, and
There was a black walking stick, serious and old-fashioned, and the other was a handsome young man with dazzling blond hair. He was McCants, Lot's cousin, whom Lucien had met.
"Director Othello." Victor and Wolf both put aside their emotions and greeted the old man.
Lucien followed and bowed, thinking secretly: [It turns out that he is the director of the Musicians Association, McCants' teacher, Baron Othello.]
In the aristocratic laws formed over a long period of time, it is not the descendants who have inspired the bloodline that can inherit the title. It is just that among those with equal inheritance rights, those with knightly strength are naturally better than others, and Othello is the kind of person who has not inspired the bloodline.
, but he inherited the title because he was an only son. However, he had good musical talent and was good at works with serious themes. With the praise of several fellow nobles, he quickly became a musician.
"Victor, I heard that your fourth piece of music has not been composed yet?" Othello walked up to Victor and asked with a serious expression.
Victor nodded dejectedly: "Yes, Director Othello."
Othello raised the crutch in his hand: "Victor, this is a concert held in the Chant Hall. It is played in front of His Majesty the Grand Duke and His Royal Highness the Princess. There must be no problems. Do you understand?"
"Yes, I understand, Director Othello, I have been working hard." Victor replied emotionally.
Othello shook his head: "I would rather the music in the concert not be so shocking, but I also want to ensure that the concert goes smoothly. Victor, you have so many outstanding pieces of music before, so there is no need to be so obsessed with composing new music. In the last week
Before, I want to see the list of four pieces of music appear on my desk. You know, the band cannot be left without time to practice the music. Victor, what do you think?"
Victor shook his head hard: "No, Director Othello."
He understood that in order to ensure the normality of the concert, the association was putting pressure on himself to make a decision before the last week, whether it was writing new music or selecting old music. Otherwise, he would have to change it now.
People held a concert.
"It's good that you understand, Victor." Othello's expression softened, he turned around and slowly walked out of the hall.
McCants took advantage of Othello's opportunity to take a few steps ahead and said kindly to Lott: "My dear cousin, it seems that your path in music is not so smooth. Well, in a few months
Musician assessment, I, one of the examiners, am looking forward to your violin performance. Of course, I am an upright and selfless person and will not lower my requirements just because you are my cousin."
Ignoring Lot's angry eyes and clenched teeth, McCants, who was already an outstanding musician, looked at Lucien again: "By the way, and you, how lucky a poor man is to become a musician, this is
How can you waste this blessing from the Lord and always pester girls instead of practicing properly? As one of the examiners of the musician assessment in the next three years, I solemnly remind you."
Lucien was confused by what he said, but he soon realized that Elena wanted to save money to study music, so during this period, whenever she had time, she asked him for some music knowledge.
After saying that, he turned around and caught up with Othello with a smile on his face. In the Griffith family, Lott had been trying to please the first heir.
"Oh, it turns out that Victor you haven't written the fourth piece of music yet." Wolfe made a surprised expression as if he had just learned about it, but he soon couldn't suppress his joy, and a cheerful smile appeared on his face:
"Enjoy it, Victor, this is your first and probably last time playing in the Chant Hall."
"Haha, and your poor student who is said to be extremely talented will not even be able to pass the musician examination in a few years."
Amid wanton laughter, Wolfe also walked out of the hall.
And Lucien noticed that Victor's hands were tightly clenched, and even the light blue blood vessels were protruding.