Just when Fan Ning was surrounded three floors inside and three floors outside, and the noise of the boys almost overturned the classroom——
"boom!"
There was a dull thumping sound on the table from the corner of the front row.
"It's so noisy, are you done yet?"
A cold male voice reached everyone's ears.
The speaker was wearing a straight black dress, tall and thin, with a stern face. He was the leader of the grade group, Merich from the piano department.
He stood up from his seat, still holding the pen in his hand, and there were still traces of ink on his fingertips.
"Is this the gentlemanly demeanor you have as a student of Imperial Public School?" Meric's gray eyes were filled with cold light as he slowly scanned the crowd, lingering longer on the ones who were making the most violent noises.
Fan Ning finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. The team leader should be able to save him this time.
"That's right, are you all bored?"
"You don't want the music, why are you making trouble by crowding in front?"
"That's right, if you like Miss Roy, you can have sex with her yourself. Why are you having sex with her?" A girl who looked frail was confused because she was too angry.
Girl, what are you talking about? Fan Ning almost trembled in fright when he heard these words.
But in short, the first few students who talked to Fan Ning also expressed their dissatisfaction, and more and more people followed him.
As a result, Fan Ning aroused public outrage, and then these people aroused more people's outrage...
Finally they dispersed in all directions and took their seats.
But those eyes from all directions... If it could kill people, Fan Ning felt that he would have been dead long ago.
"Damn it, the two guys Lu and Cecil in the second and third groups, one asked for leave and the other didn't choose this course." Meric muttered and sat down, continuing to bury himself in thick books and papers.
creation.
Heaving a long sigh of relief, Fan Ning lowered his head and opened his briefcase: "Sorry everyone, I may not have printed enough copies of "Fantasy Impromptu". There are only ten copies here."
"My first."
"I was the second one before."
"I'm also one of the first ones."
Each music score has nine sides and five pages, and Fan Ning has arranged it with a wire binding machine.
"Thanks, Carolne."
"Thanks."
Fan Ning handed them one by one to the outstretched hands of everyone.
"Um, I'm really sorry, it seems it's actually Jiufen, and the last one is my manuscript." Fan Ning looked at the girl in the yellow dress who stretched out her hands pitifully in front of her.
"Can you give it to me?" Her eyes were shining.
"No." Fan Ning politely refused.
Yesterday I finished writing "Fantasy Impromptu" and then started writing a string quartet. My hands almost broke while writing, okay?
Feeling that everyone was staring at his manuscript more eagerly, he hurriedly stuffed the manuscript back into his briefcase.
"Everyone, please borrow the classmates next to you to make copies after class. Downstairs is the printing service point of Pushall Publishing House in our school."
After Fan Ning said the last sentence, he began to look for a seat.
In the corner of the back row, he saw a guy wearing a vest lying on the table, burying his face deeply in his arms and sleeping soundly.
"Calvin, you're here to catch up on your sleep so early in the morning."
Fan Ning recognized the curly hair style of his former roommate and sat next to him after saying hello.
Calvin slowly raised his head, revealing a dull face and heavy dark circles under his eyes.
"Oh my god, brother, you have to take care of yourself." Fan Ning said in surprise.
Your part-time job with a weekly salary of 5 pounds is too labor-intensive, right?...
Fan Ning activated his inspiration and imagined the sphere where three beams of light converged expanding from his chest.
He "saw" that Calvin's etheric body was normal, but the boundary between the emotional body and the astral body seemed a bit blurry. In addition, the "candle" phase was not golden but close to earthy yellow, and the silhouette also had a peach shape similar to the "pool" phase.
red.
Is there anything unusual about this?
"What have you been doing lately? Don't you sleep at night?"
Calvin yawned for ten seconds: "Mainly because composing music is so difficult. Caroln, you guys can write such beautiful works and be in such good spirits all day long. You are really monsters."
Is it because ignorant people compose music until their inspiration runs out?...Fan Ning himself is not sure.
Fan Ning asked again: "Didn't your composition test that day be handed in the next day? Why are you still composing?"
"Because my results in the first round were very good! Among 182 people, I ranked 10th!" Mentioning this matter, Calvin finally regained his energy.
"So I started to face the second round of small works selection test. This time we have to write a sonata, but only use one movement."
"It seems that the opportunity to stay in school and serve has really inspired you." Fan Ning said with a smile.
But he was still a little surprised in his heart. Calvin's previous composition level was really average. If he got the opportunity to play the French horn in the graduation concert, it would be in line with Fan Ning's expectations.
"Hey, don't tell me, I'm not the only one who got lucky this year. There are two guys who usually can't hold down eight bars of composition, but they are ranked higher than me. It's really a ghost." Calvin.
He curled his lips.
Fan Ning couldn't understand it now: "It seems that everyone has moments of inspiration?"
Calvin yawned: "Don't talk about this...I heard from the grapevine that the second round of test for your large-scale work selection is chamber music writing, and it should be officially announced at the next group meeting."
"That's the same as last year."
My own string quartet is also preparing for the upcoming round of tests.
"But I heard that there are some changes in the test format this year."
"oh?"
"You should remember that the second round entries in previous years were all performed at the school's upcoming New Year's concert."
"Yes, it is the end of the year at this time every year, and then we accept votes from teachers and students in the school." Fan Ning recalled.
"But this year I heard that your second-round entries will be put into the Uflandsel City Concert Hall for a special performance! Then they will be voted by the entire art world in the New Works Exhibition Hall!"
Huh? This is indeed a big challenge, Fan Ning thought in his mind.
He only got the news at this moment, later than Team Leader Cecil.
In the City Concert Hall, the scrutiny faced is not only from the music industry of Uflansel, but also from all over the country and even abroad.
Compared with the scope of the school before, the extent of expansion is exponential.
Among contemporary mature artists and mainstream cultural commentary media, when faced with immature student works, some will encourage them, but most of them will criticize and criticize them mercilessly.
And there is another point: in school, each student has the right to one vote. Although the operational factors exist, they are not big.
The New Works Exhibition Hall of the City Concert Hall has its own voting mechanism.
The audience's peerage, consumption record, and influence in the art world are all factors that affect the audience's voting weight.
From the perspective of Empire music fans, it is difficult for genius music works to be buried, but this does not prevent the system from having complex operational logic.
I really have an urgent need to use performers and listeners with greater social influence to help my entries gain momentum.
"Caron, come on." Calvin yawned again, "The song "Fantasy Impromptu" last time made you extremely popular in our music department, and there are also a few classmates who are optimistic about you in other departments.
We will definitely help you vote."
After saying that, he buried his face in his arms and continued to sleep soundly.
Fanning's hands opened the delicate envelope under the seat.
A salon invitation issued in the name of Ms. Roy not only contained basic information, but also included Ms. Roy's home address, personal phone number, contact list of housekeepers for various matters, and the car to pick up and drop off Fan Ning.
time and location.
This invitation letter is enough to trigger some mass incidents at the University of San Lenia.
Of course Fanning's main focus was not on it.
Next came the brand new 50 gold pound banknotes, 10 of them, enough to buy the apartment I currently live in.
Uvranser does not officially issue banknotes. Several major mainstream banks issue their own banknotes. In addition to the portrait of King Louis printed on their pages, they also have carefully designed bank logos and different denominations.
Logically speaking, if the bank failed, the banknotes issued would become waste paper, but in this era of booming industry and prosperity within reach, people had sufficient confidence in the empire's economy.
They are the largest denominations currently issued by the Reichsbank.
Fan Ning smelled the special fragrance of the ink, felt the delicate and thick feel, and felt that they were extremely comfortable.
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P.S. Regarding the protagonist's "Light of First Acquaintance" ability, I didn't make it up randomly. It has something to do with music and the protagonist's inheritance. It's just now that the tip of the iceberg is revealed. The protagonist later slowly discovered its essence. Well, everyone can do it too
Open your mind and see why it is related to music. (Hint: Mainly in the fields of composition and conducting)