Messy and unpleasant melodies came out from the piano under Lucien's hands one after another. Lucien was still at the stage where he could only play simple music, and his playing skills were completely unable to match the difficult melody he wanted, so a
The sounds popped out one after another, just like the blacksmith in the blacksmith shop holding a hammer, hitting the hearts of Lot, Phyllis and Herodotus, making them feel manic and eager to
Go up and tear Lucien into pieces.
"Enough!" Herodotus and Lot roared out at the same time, unable to maintain their aristocratic demeanor.
Lucien turned his head and looked at them with "clear" eyes: "Lot, Phyllis, Herodotus, don't you practice your musical instruments? Mr. Victor ordered us to practice well."
"You!" Herodotus clenched his hands, his cheeks flushed with anger, but he was thin and had never won a fight since he was a child. He had a natural fear of fighting, and he still retained a trace of sobriety and weighed it.
My fighting ability with Lucien, [He is half a head taller than me, about 1.73 meters tall, comes from a poor family, and makes a living by helping people move things. He must be very strong, and he has a friend who is a knight squire, so he should also follow
If I practice ordinary swordsmanship, I can't beat him at all.】
[Forget it, if you hit your classmates, you will be driven away by Mr. Victor.] Herodotus looked at his thin figure and found a reason for himself, "I don't want to see you, and I don't want to let you, a poor man, do it."
If my hands get dirty, I'll go to another piano room to practice."
After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the door.
Lucien asked "innocently": "What happened to Herodotus?" He could make them angry one by one, so as to cover up his unreasonable and jumping progress in composing the rhythm.
Herodotus, who was about to open the piano room door, heard Lucien's words. His hand slipped and he almost fell. He turned back and gave Lucien a hard look. This bastard did it on purpose!
Once again measuring the difference in size between the two sides, Herodotus gritted his teeth and rushed out of the piano room.
When Lucien saw this, he turned around and picked up the quill and wrote down the melody he just played on the white paper. It contained a trivial syllable of the Symphony of Destiny, and more of it was Lucien writing randomly according to his own feelings.
The notes are pieced together. Anyone with musical literacy can't help but shake their head when they see this melody. It's only a little better than garbage.
Seeing Lucien writing the staff carefully, Lott looked up at the ceiling of the piano room, then rubbed his forehead and made final confirmation: "Do you really want to write music?"
"Of course, I'm writing." Lucien replied without turning his head, "Well, I have some inspiration again."
So Lucien put down his quill, and the unpleasant noise sounded in the piano room again.
Phyllis stood up and muttered feebly: "Lot, I think I have to go to the back garden for a while, I'm going crazy."
Lott sighed: "I will also go to other piano rooms."
After they left, Lucien quietly breathed a sigh of relief, locked the door of the piano room, made some modifications to the two chords he had just written, so that they contained more chords of the Symphony of Destiny, and then wrote as he thought.
, I wrote several pages of blank paper, filling them with rubbish-like rhythms.
This is the method Lucien just thought of. Use a step-by-step process to complete this matter. First let them accept the fact that they are composing music, and then cover it up with junk chords. They will make progress day by day, and this progress must be reflected in
On the draft of the score, as evidence when they are questioned in the future, when they subconsciously feel that there are many beautiful chords in the music they have composed, they can invite Victor to listen to the piano version of the Symphony of Destiny that they played, which has many flaws, so that
He came to correct the shortcomings, perfect the music, and arrange it into a real symphony.
It is better for a genius who makes rapid progress in front of everyone to see his hidden musical talents bloom little by little than to suddenly come up with a shocking symphony that can be passed down for hundreds of thousands of years and claim to have written it himself.
Fetus is much easier for people to accept.
Of course, during this period, Lucien also needs to spend all his time practicing musical instruments on practicing the piano version of the Symphony of Destiny, lest this song be crowned the "Crown of the Symphony" due to his poor playing skills.
His famous song was disliked and rejected by Victor, Lott, Phyllis and others.
This is not without precedent. The first performance of Beethoven's Symphony of Destiny did not go well due to factors such as only one practice session beforehand and the cold weather. It received a cold reception from the audience until a year and a half later.
It was only after a concert was held that it received an unprecedented warm response.
After confirming the progress of today's music and making modifications to the score, Lucien began difficult practice, trying to play the Symphony of Destiny, slowly and inconsistently, playing a beautiful and direct piece of music that sounded like
As for the noise, in fact, even if Lucien didn't lock the piano room door and someone heard it, he wouldn't take it seriously.
This afternoon, neither Victor, Rhine, nor Lott, or anyone else came to find Lucien, allowing Lucien to smoothly play the symphony that lasted more than thirty minutes three times slowly.
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Seeing that the sky was starting to get dark, Lucien organized the music scores he had written and walked to the performance hall on the fifth floor with a thick stack of paper.
In the performance hall, the symphony orchestra was still practicing, and Victor was conducting attentively. It seemed that after a short rest, he had temporarily got rid of the haze and devoted himself to the music.
Lott, Phyllis and Herodotus were already waiting there, listening to the music carefully and observing Victor's conducting method. They just gave Lucien a cold look when he came in, completely ignoring this arrogant person.
, a madman who cannot communicate and understand.
Lucien didn't care about their performance, but responded with smiles one by one, causing Phyllis to show a helpless expression.
Sitting on the soft audience chair, Lucien closed his eyes, listening to the music being played, and thinking about how far he should advance the chords tomorrow.
Half an hour passed quickly amid the beautiful music. Victor and Rhine walked down together and asked his students with a faint smile: "How was your musical instrument practice this afternoon? Are there any problems with fingering and technique?"
"Mr. Victor," the angry Herodotus complained, "Lucian is so arrogant that he wants to compose music. Lord, how long has he only studied music! His poor, noisy, and ugly music
The music was like the devil's groan, driving us to other piano rooms."
Lucien looked at Herodotus with a smile, feeling grateful for his accusation: [Thank you, thank you for publicizing this matter, otherwise I would not have been able to speak out myself.]
Seeing that his accusation only got Lucien's smile, Herodotus couldn't help but continue: "Mr. Victor, you'd better give up on his unrealistic idea of not knowing his abilities. I don't want to have to do it every day."
Hear noises.”
Victor looked at Lucien doubtfully: "Are you trying to compose music?"
Rhine on the side slightly raised his silver eyebrows and looked at the music score in Lucien's hand amusingly.
Lucien nodded solemnly: "Today's events and past experiences gave me a sudden burst of inspiration, so I tried to write them down."
After receiving Lucien's affirmative answer, the gentle Victor did not scold him directly, but asked: "Lucien, is this the melody you wrote? Can you show it to me?"
"No problem." Lucien clearly carried it with him just to let Victor see that a musician can prove his progress and be authoritative in the field of music.
Rhine smiled curiously: "Can you give me a look too?"
A beginner who has only been learning music for about two months actually claims to compose music, which is always very curious.
Of course Lucien did not refuse. It would definitely be better to have one more witness, so he divided the music score into two parts and handed them to Victor and Rhine.
Rhine took it and took a closer look. His thin lips couldn't help but move, as if he was about to laugh.
Victor frowned, and after looking at it for a while, he said in a heavy and soft voice: "Lucien, I understand what you mean, and I'm very grateful, but you are just a beginner in music, and the most important thing now is to lay a good foundation.
Learn how to play an instrument well, and after a year or two, it’s not too late to try composing music again.”
Based on what he encountered today, Victor could guess why Lucien's wish to compose music came about, so he did not scold him or reprimand him. On the contrary, he felt a sense of comfort and relief.
As for the evaluation of the music written by Lucien, does it have evaluation value?
Lott, Phyllis and others could all hear Victor's emotions, so they suddenly realized and had thoughts like "It turns out that Lucien, the real purpose of this bastard is not to write music, but to share the troubles for Mr. Victor."
How could we not think of such an act to please Mr. Victor? Hey, we are such honest, simple and educated people, we cannot compare with such a sinister and cunning guy."
The look they looked at Lucien suddenly became complicated.
With a curious mind, Rhine read through the music score written by Lucien again. At this time, he smiled and commented and comforted: "Although this music score can clearly see your youthfulness, your immatureness, Lucien, and even your inability to
It’s called music, but there are still many shining parts in it, such as these two beats...it’s pretty good.”
As he spoke, he hummed the two beats, which were part of the symphony of destiny, and Lucien had to lament his vicious vision.
Rhine continued: "But if you want to write real music, you can't just have one or two shining points. Lucien, don't just look into the distance and forget to look at the road under your feet."
"Thank you for your affirmation, Mr. Rhine." Lucien thanked him politely, and then said to Victor: "Mr. Victor, my writing music will not delay my piano practice. I am really inspired."
"You..." Victor wanted to say something, but the recent events made him very irritable and exhausted physically and mentally. He really couldn't talk much, so he planned to wait until the concert was over before having a good talk with Lucien. You know, a month's
It didn't take long, so he shook his head and said, "Okay, as long as you don't delay your piano practice, you can try it. It can be considered a kind of exercise."
Lott, Phyllis and others looked at Lucien very strangely, this guy actually wants to write music?! How ridiculous!
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After getting Victor's consent, Lucien carried out his life as a "noise maker" step by step, with little progress hidden in the boundless noise.
Although Lucien's Symphony of Destiny later began to have more strings, Lott, Phyllis, and Herodotus, who had long been resistant to noise, would either leave or leave as soon as Lucien started playing.
Their instruments were played louder, and Lucien himself also noticed the inclusion of junk melodies, and that he was not playing well enough, so they were a little worried that their musical talents would be smoothed out by the noise - "After discovering that they got used to it, the noise
"It doesn't seem so scary anymore", I didn't really pay attention to the changes in Lucien's music.
As the last week was coming, Lucien was finally able to play the Symphony of Destiny after repeated and long-term practice. Although there were many technical things in it that he still couldn't complete, the entire rhythm could no longer be completed.