"Holy City, Holy City, no matter whether you are a blessed place or a misfortune this time, I, Fan Ning, am here again."
"Not only am I here again, I also plan to come with 'three people' this time, hahaha."
The shining silver bow of the cruise ship steadily cut through the waves. On a relatively high semi-open-air viewing coffee table, Fan Ning was lying on a rocking chair, holding a glass of sparkling cocktail and looking leisurely into the distance.
The final payment and handover procedures for the famous piano "Sol Ruby" were successfully completed more than an hour ago without any accidents. At this moment, at another coffee table a few meters parallel to Fan Ning's place, the girl's trailing white dress
The skirt was blown to one side by the sea breeze, and the graceful figure, the piano and the bow together formed a dark silhouette in the afterglow.
The presence of the sea breeze has no impact at all on the spiritual penetration of this violin.
"This has just reached No. 1 in BWV1002. I feel like Sheeran won't be able to sleep if she doesn't play all six "Violin Unaccompanied Suites" tonight."
Feeling the bouncing and stretching notes, the unevenly marching voices, the girl's vigorous performance and active desire to explore, Fan Ning smiled and shook his head, took another sip of cocktail, couldn't help but squint his eyes and rock the rocking chair.
Enjoyed it so much.
Even excluding the factor of preference, this set of Bach's "Little Nothing" is better than any live or recording Fan Ning has ever heard.
The impeccable people and the piano, the impeccable appreciation environment, and I have been in a pretty good mood during this period.
It was completely different from the mood I felt when I was sitting on a steam ferry sailing on the route of the Paradogos Islands in the Southern Continent.
Take another sip of wine and lie down further.
Fan Ning hopes that everything around him at this moment can last, and it is indeed the case. Tonight has just begun, and it is already long enough. And this voyage, which is not aimed at rushing, still has more than half a month.
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In terms of the accompanying personnel for this trip, the former symphony orchestra and the direct choir were fully mobilized - there was no compressed space in this area. After arriving in San Pelto, the rehearsal and performance tasks were very heavy, as long as the personnel did not do anything
If you discount, the effect will definitely be discounted.
In addition, children from other county-level theater-affiliated choirs and youth symphony orchestras under the arts aid system did not follow this time.
Moreover, other accompanying administrative staff are extremely streamlined.
Several top executives who are the backbone are sitting in the rear. After all, it is only their own resident orchestra who is going out this time, but the majority of external cooperative artists and groups in the entire Turner Art Theater chain, these receptions and operations are very important.
It needs to be maintained.
The only person Fan Ning arranged to accompany him was Ma Lai, the deputy director in charge of lighting, stage design and sound.
And in the following period, I chatted with Malai quite a lot.
"My boss seems to be a little more interested in stage art recently." Marais, a bearded painter, is sometimes puzzled.
For example, tonight, Fan Ning invited him to have dinner at the coffee table. He was very interested. He first shared his understanding of stage settings, then talked about the costume styles of actors in the Western Continent, and then talked about the industry of the past half century.
The impact of technological innovation on people’s lighting aesthetics
However, Marais is indeed not an ordinary person. As a "lion-forged" painter, he started out as an Impressionist. His understanding of light, shadow, color and movement definitely belongs to the top artists in the world.
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Needless to say, I also need to say more about my experience in the field of stage art.
Of course, Fan Ning himself also started his career by "buying low-priced" Impressionist oil paintings. When he helped this group of lonely painter friends organize exhibitions, he often suggested that they "receive" oil paintings to offset their commissions.
This time I sold three works, plus some income from others, and I "copied" an antique violin directly.
The exchanges between experts and experts went back and forth, and they chatted for more than three hours.
A strange speculation suddenly surged in Malai's heart.
He saw Fan Ning chatting and writing some music by himself. Although it was upside down from his perspective, the distance was short after all. At first glance, it seemed that it was not the symphony for which the fourth movement was being conceived.
The musical notation of this orchestration was not quite right, and there seemed to be vocal music. Marais saw that Fan Ning was still writing lyrics there.
The symphony as conceived is untitled and purely instrumental, which is not the same thing, definitely not the same thing.
Well, it seems that my boss has started to create other works in "multiple lines" again, which can be regarded as one of his "traditional arts", such as the ten consecutive performances of concertos during the opening season of Turner Art Hall.
Only this time. This time recently.
Let’s talk about dance beauty? Let’s talk about costumes? Let’s talk about scenery? Let’s talk about lighting?
Marais felt excited.
Is it an opera!?
When my boss comes to Janus this time, he doesn’t want to play an opera to warm up first, right?
Is this a bit too much to play?
Fan Ning seemed to see through what the other party was thinking, and said with a smile: "When we arrive in San Porto, let's get some fun stuff first. Mr. Painter, the time has come to show off your genius and creativity. The stage scenery, costumes, lighting, etc.
I’ll leave it to you to take full responsibility.”
"Absolutely no problem." When he thought of being able to lead his entire team to practice his artistic ideas in this season, Malai quickly patted his chest and assured, "Three days. Oh, no, two days. You just need to let me get it two days in advance."
Script, guaranteed to design something different for you.”
The two clinked glasses, and Fan Ning stood up and stretched:
"Okay, that's it for today. Later, I will also think about whether we need to recruit some vocalists locally in Janus to expand the strength of our choir."
After returning to his suite room, Fan Ning whistled and went straight to the bathroom, preparing to put a large vat of hot water for himself.
The night hand pointed to eleven o'clock, and while the water was roaring, he prepared shampoo, slippers, bathrobe, razor and shaving foam, then walked outside and pulled down the large floor-to-ceiling window to enjoy the sea view.
privacy curtains, and then began to leisurely undress one by one.
"I haven't eaten too much recently, right?"
Fan Ning glanced at the dressing mirror, and before entering the bathroom, he reached out and pulled off a page from the calendar on the wall.
"Tsk-"
The date has been advanced to tomorrow.
All in all, in three days, the cruise ship should dock in the Western Continent.
In the mist, Fan Ning stepped into the bathtub and lay down. The hot water overflowed and he let out a long sigh of relief.
As soon as he put his head on the pillow, his whole brain began to operate in a comfortable state, thinking about a series of plans after arriving in San Pelto.
But for some reason, my thinking is always a little divergent today, and as I think about it, I get distracted by other thoughts.
Fan Ning changed several positions, and finally decided to let his mind go.
Anyway, I'm not in a hurry, I just spent this time eating, drinking and having fun.
As the whole body and mind continued to relax, the eyes gradually closed.
The time on the wall clock ticked by, and suddenly at a certain moment, a strong feeling of anxiety with a "sad" physiological reaction appeared in Fan Ning's heart for no reason!
Before he even opened his eyes, he almost "bounced" out of the bathtub!
Of course, this was not enough to get out of the bathtub, but at the same time, the lights in the room flashed rapidly. Between the alternation of light and darkness, Fan Ning had descended into the chariot and used light and shadow to shuttle to another corner!
After emerging from the shadows, his pupils suddenly shrank and he stared coldly at the hot water in the bathtub.
They have turned into a thick "glue"-like liquid at some point!
"You came to my cruise ship as a guest without making a reservation, and you went directly to the bathing area? Is your quality so poor?" Fan Ning, with wet hair, sneered, picked up a bathrobe and wrapped it around his body.
No one responded to him, and he saw that the glue suddenly started to surge again, and the outside became dry and brittle, as if it had turned into a humanoid creature covered in ragged clothes.
"Pretend to be a ghost." Fan Ning snorted coldly, stretched out his right hand to make a virtual fist, and prepared to use the invisible power of the "key" to exert influence. He first squeezed the "glue" into a few lumps.
He felt that the opponent also had gnosis fluctuations that descended into the chariot, and the phase should be "key". He was nothing more than an attacker in the realm of the Knower.
Unexpectedly, his "command ability" seems to have encountered some invisible object this time, just like the radar in the previous life faced some stealth aircraft coated with special materials!
"Crack!" "Crack!"
At the same time, two round floor drains and one long floor drain in the bathroom broke open one after another.
Three figures in black with extremely twisted lines squeezed out of such a small space, and then returned to the shape of a normal adult.
They stepped directly towards Fan Ning, and the chariot aura of the "cocoon" phase filled the entire bathroom like a torrent passing through.
Fan Ning's expression finally changed.
A sudden change occurred in just a few seconds. On the vast sea, inside this cruise ship and this suite, four enlightened ones suddenly broke into it!
There might even be more than four!
The next moment, the "glue man" dwarfed again and flowed towards Fan Ning's feet.
The three people who emerged from the floor drain pulled out a big green net from each other's hands, trying to wrap Fan Ning directly in it!