Throne of Magical Arcana

Keeping staring at Wolf's back was covered by the slowly closed door, Victor exhaled for a long time before turning to the members of the rhine and symphony orchestra on the stage: "You continue to practice, and my mind suddenly appears A good chord has been written, ready to go to the lounge to write it. "

Every musician has his own lounge in the association.

"Mr. Victor, I think your current mood and state are very unstable. It is best not to compose music forcibly, as it has no effect." Rhein put down the violin and walked to the stage, always with a charming smile on his face Serious and solemn expression.

Victor was like a water bag pierced by a needle. The calmness forced out quickly broke, revealing the appearance of fatigue, frustration and anger: "I know, Rhine, I need to be quiet."

Rhein nodded lightly and commanded Lucien and Lott: "Lucien and Lott, you accompanied Mr. Victor to his lounge. Phyllis and Herodotus, you went to the piano room to practice musical instruments."

Although Rhein is neither a noble nor a musician, his excellent violin and harpsichord and other musical instrument performance skills, as well as his always unhurried manner, let Lucien and Lott and others did not give him orders The objection is like Mr. Victor himself ordered.

On the way to the lounge on the third floor, Victor said nothing, immersed in the emotional world of disappointment and grief for himself, and Lucien and Lott did not know what to say, and could only follow him quietly. Behind him.

It wasn't until he entered the lounge that Victor said to Lucien and Lott: "You two, practice your instruments, and take the door when you go out."

Then he sat on the sofa and looked quietly at the opposite wall.

Lucian walked outside while looking at Victor's eyes. On the wall, there was an oil painting on which was painted a beautiful woman with black hair and black eyes and a thin face. With a quiet smile.

The whole oil painting is excellent, this woman is like a real person.

Walking outside the door, while the wooden door closed slowly, Lucian saw Victor staring at the oil painting without any movement, like a statue.

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Silent with Lott returned to the piano room on the fourth floor, Lucien found that Phyllis and Herodotus did not practice the instruments, but sat there in a daze, in a daze, not knowing what to think.

"Anyway, at the request of Othello's director, Mr. Victor's concert will not be screwed up at least." Lott thought he would be very happy, but when he spoke, he only found that he had a strong tone in his tone. Feeling bitter, he studied with Mr. Victor for several years. He was so gentle and kind, and often cared for others. Even though Lott concealed the deep thoughts of his civilian background, he still accumulated deep feelings.

Moreover, if Victor can take advantage of the great success of this concert and rank among the famous musicians, Nalot will be able to ignore McCanz's difficulties and prejudices by participating in the assessment of musicians.

Phyllis smiled silently, and it was equally bitter: "Even if the problem of the music is solved according to the requirements of the Othello director, who will guarantee the state of Mr. Victor? When a musician conducts, if there are frequent problems, the whole Will the effect of the concert be good? "

"Yeah." Compared to Lot's age, Herodotus couldn't help but stick his forehead to the violin, like a dream, his voice drifted.

So, the entire piano room became quiet again, and the sound of the needle falling to the ground could be heard.

In this case, Lucien on the side seemed less noticeable.

At this time, Lucien was analyzing the music scores collected in the Soul Library and comparing them with the music scores on the earth, so as not to copy a symphony, and the result is almost the same as the existing music string rhythm in this world. , So the reputation of idiot plagiarists on their backs is self-defeating from the music path.

This is for Lucien to prepare for Victor ’s care and love for himself, and to prepare for him a classic symphony on earth. When the final moment, he ca n’t write the music by his own inspiration. "Give" him in a way that doesn't make people doubt that he is a freak.

[Fortunately, in order to practice music notation some time ago, all the music scores on the earth were marked with the musical symbols of this world. Otherwise, it would take more than a month for this matter alone.] Lucian compared herself with the score, and at the same time felt that she was lucky.

The comparison of the same string law in the Soul Library is simpler than Lucien imagined, because it is stored in his own soul, and only need to read it once to retrieve the music score of the same string law.

After this period of study, Lucien has a better understanding of the world ’s music trends. Without the suppression of the church, Aalto ’s music is in the form of classical music with strict structure and some religious music features. The stage of slow transition and development towards romantic music that expresses his inner emotions. Therefore, the first choice of the conservative Lucien is Bach's music, which has typical religious characteristics.

[All of Bach ’s music has very similar music. “Evenly Piano Piano Collection” and “Twelve Equal Piano Collection” are highly the same. Fortunately, I did not rush out.] Lucian is satisfied with her prudence, although the things faced by this prudence are not something to be proud of.

Denying Bach's music, Lucien is most familiar with, of course, nine Beethoven symphonies, so the most familiar "Symphony of Destiny" (Symphony No. 5 in C minor) was found: [No similar melody?

As a symbol of classical music, Symphony of Fate is very suitable for Aalto ’s music trend, and it is shocking. Lucian does not want to waste time. After considering it, she decided to choose this piece of music. At the same time, curious Lucien , Comparing Beethoven's other eight symphonies and thirty-two piano sonatas, and found that there is basically no similar melody.

As for other musicians, based on modern piano, or classical or romantic music, because the piano only appeared, limited by the defects of the previous instruments, Lucien selected a few comparisons, there must be no similar music.

After choosing the "Symphony of Fate", Lucien began to have a headache. How to "give" Victor? It is impossible to copy it directly to him, or hum the melody to let him hear it, and tell him when he asks about the origin. , This was found in the cracks of a book, just like the legendary heroes who obtained magical swordsmanship and exercised bloodline strength through similar adventures, it is impossible to tell him that he will save himself in a certain year and month He was given a sheet music by a beggar or an old man who was about to die.

These excuses are getting harder to believe!

Moreover, Lucian suspected that Victor exceeded his moral standards, and he would probably not use this piece of music without the consent of the original author. The best way is to pretend that he wrote it, and then leave obvious defects. Let Victor revise and perfect it, so he was given a reason to use it.

As for hypnosis, with Lucien ’s current mental power, he still cannot instill too much information to Victor, and most of them will be forgotten after sober.

But a student who has only been studying music for about two months, even a piano who can barely play simple music smoothly, unless there is a similar string rhythm in his mind before, it is impossible to write so shocking, so Such a beautiful symphony that penetrates people's hearts, and whether Lucien has been well-educated in music before, and whether she has shown musical talent, is easy to find out.

[Well, just give it a try. After Lucien thought that his head was about to explode, he finally thought of a way, so he stood up suddenly, walked to the piano, put a few pieces of white paper on the music stand, took a quill pen, and began to write musical symbols, After writing a short string, he put his hands on the piano keys and pressed down hard.

"Dangdang Dangdang!"

Lot, Phyllis, and Herodotus were startled by this heated, loud voice, either raised their heads from their hands, or subconsciously turned their faces to look at Lucien, or almost fell from the bench .

After the rhythmic and imposing "dang" is over, the next string rhythm is terrible, and it can be called noise.

Lott frowned: "Lucien, what are you doing?"

"Today, what happened to Mr. Victor made me very uncomfortable. When I think about the life of the poor in the past, the hard work and hard work of learning music, there is a sad and indomitable emotion, so some inspirations appear in my mind. I want to write them as music." Lucien turned around and explained.

Lott was so funny and funny: "You write music ?!"

"How long have you been studying music, and how much do you master your piano playing skills? You want to compose music ?!" Phyllis seemed to hear the most incredible and funny thing in her life, her mouth opened again. Zhang, a pair of laughter and ridiculous looks, his voice became slightly sharp.

Lott raised his hands and shook his head: "I know, Lucien, I understand that you want to help Mr. Victor, but you don't want to waste your energy and time. How can you, a beginner, write it well? String rhythm? "He lowered the music to the string rhythm, but there is no doubt that Lucien will definitely not work.

Herodotus sneered: "What the hell do you think of music, is the black bread you eat every day, you can buy it everywhere? Listen to what you just played, it's terrible, even the string rhythm There is no beauty, even disturbing noise! ​​You only learned music less than two months, and you want to compose your own music. It ’s a clown! "

"I beg you, Lucien, don't mess with everyone anymore, it's all about this time." Phyllis had wanted to sarcastically or scold Lucien, but thinking of the current situation, she became weak again.

Lucien shook his head firmly: "I am very inspired, I think I can write good music."

"You ..." Lott, Phyllis, Herodotus had nothing to say, looking at Lucien's eyes like looking at a deep hidden lunatic.