Throne of Magical Arcana

The crystal wall suspended in mid-air has disappeared, but the people around the Municipal Plaza and the surrounding people have been reluctant to disperse for a long time. They are still reminiscing the symphony named "War of Dawn" just now. After the trend, another great work.

"But in comparison, I think the Symphony of Fate is a little better." Sarah can't use professional and accurate vocabulary to evaluate, and can only describe it with her own feelings. "Although this symphony is magnificent, but 'Fate' More firm and powerful, and more touching. "

Lilith chicks nodded frequently: "Well, I also like fate more."

But she soon became frowning: "But Mr. Christopher's concert was too successful, and the new work is definitely a great piece of music. What should I do with Mr. Evans' concert tomorrow? One last, one start If you ca n’t have the level of this concert, it will definitely cause great disappointment for everyone. "

As long as disappointment leaves a deep impression in people's hearts, it will be difficult to eliminate.

"Isn't there a destiny?" Sarah smiled and comforted her sister, and he was equally worried and nervous.

Lilith raised her head and looked at Sarah. She wanted to say something, but she only sighed softly in the end.

They all knew in their hearts that the works of today's concert are all classics, and the symphony of fate alone cannot support a complete concert.

In a dark corner, McCanz, who returned to the territory on the pretext of something, appeared in Aalto, and his face was twisted and his arms waved excitedly: "President Christopher is great, he wants to make way with such a perfect performance. Sean ’s poor bastard has no chance of success. Hum, so important concerts have prepared several solo piano songs. It ’s too arrogant and arrogant! When you ca n’t meet everyone ’s expectations, you ca n’t serve as Her Royal Highness. After being a music consultant, I will let you know what a nobleman is! "

Nearly five minutes later, the crowd in the municipal square began to leave.

Standing on the top floor of the City Hall, Filis stood condescendingly and watched the black tide-like crowd slowly flowing. For a long time, she did not speak, melancholy and quiet. Finally, she exhaled heavily and seemed to want to alleviate the tension and worry in her heart. .

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In the hall of chanting, the most noble people such as Archbishop Vaorite, Cardinal Sard, Princess Natasha and Prince Michelle still stayed because they invited Christophe to the box to express to him With my respect and regret for a master no longer holding concerts.

These big figures have not left, and the rest of the nobility and musicians will naturally continue to sit on the seats and exchange each other's concert.

For example, Lucien is using his precise definition learned from the Soul Library and Victor and Marcus to discuss the development, development, reproduction and end of the first movement theme.

"It seems that you are really talented with theme music and music with your own thoughts and emotions, and it will almost form a complete set of ideas with your own style. This is something every authoritative musician must have." Victor saw with satisfaction that his disciples had become more mature and more like a real musician.

Lucien smiled and shook his head: "Actually, many concepts and definitions have been proposed by other musicians in the booming theme music trend in recent months. I just saw it in newspapers such as" Music Review "and" Symphony Guide ". Learning integration. "

"It is true, I have also seen similar discussions in the newspaper." Of course Marcus would not admit Victor's evaluation, and then he stared at Lucien meaningfully, "President Christoph's concert today Can definitely be called perfect, Lucien, what about your concert tomorrow? "

Victor realized that Marcus's mood and attitude were a bit wrong. He quickly patted Marcus' arm and told him not to say anything. He said to Lucien: "Lucien, you are still young, don't bear too much pressure. , I believe you will eventually be able to stand among the masters of music. "

Since no one had ever dared to perform so many solo repertoires in the hall of the chant hall, Victor, even if he had confidence in Lucien's music, he was a little worried about the audience's acceptance.

"I will do my best to be as good as I am and as worthy of you as Mr. Victor." Lucien is not as tense and depressed as other people imagined, although his arrangement is indeed a bit ahead.Even on the earth, the word recital appeared only because of Liszt, not the masters of the peak of classical music and the transition period.

Victor didn't say much, just nodded gently.

After nearly ten minutes, the Grand Duke and others left, and the nobles and musicians began to exit. All the people who met Lucien just greeted him with strange eyes and hard normal expressions, and no one mentioned it. Things about the concert the next day.

Even Othello ’s old-school nobles and musicians who were so worried about Lucien ’s problems that the concert failed knew that it was the most stupid way to put more pressure on Lucien by this time, so he stopped those gloating Those who want to watch Lucien's jokes go to stimulate Lucien.

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At 7:30 pm on April 5.

As it was the last day of the festival and the last formal concert, the city square and the surrounding administrative district streets were already crowded with noisy crowds, while the rest of the city became empty and very deserted.

The whole Aalto is like flame on one side and ice and snow on the other.

Piola, Sharon and others learned the lessons of the previous two days today. Without performing in the afternoon, they went directly to the municipal square to wait.At this time, they watched more and more people gather around in the central position and heard more and more heated discussions.

"I think I will never forget such a scene." Cellist Leslie felt with his eyes closed. "This is probably the largest concert in the entire continent and the largest audience."

Piola seemed to be greeted by the breeze with her arms wide open and intoxicated: "If I can also hold a concert on this occasion, there will be no regrets for death."

"However, this is probably an unrealizable dream." The honest viola violinist Green shook his head and sighed, but how could he not have a similar dream in his heart.

"We are all around twenty years old and still very young. As long as we are still writing music like the master Christopher at the age of seventy, why can't we dream of a concert in the hall of the Aalto Festival?" Sha Lun expressed his faith and perseverance.

Grace pointed to the mid-air that had not yet appeared in the crystal wall: "When it comes to being young, Mr. Evans still has a few months to hold an adult ceremony."

"Oh, a talented musician used to hold a concert in the Chant Hall at the age of fifteen, but that was not his first show, nor the closing of the Aalto Music Festival. Not mentioning Mr. Evans’ music, just because of this He will also be remembered by history. "Sharon is from a musical family and knows more about music history than other companions.

In the past, at the Aalto Music Festival, the youngest person to hold a concert in the hall of chanting was Christopher. He was on the stage at the age of 26, and the oldest was a part-timer who was a knight himself. Musician, the 112-year-old record is believed to be hard to break again.

Speaking of Lucien, Piola was curious but worried and hesitant: "Last night Master Christopher's concert and new work were so perfect, what about Mr. Evans?"

In the minds of not-to-be-famous musicians such as Piola, Lucien, who came from the poor, experienced ups and downs but became famous as a young man, is a role model for himself and others, symbolizing the realization of his dream.

But it is clear that comparing Lucien with Master Christopher is very unfair to him, and Piola still ca n’t help comparing. After all, the two concerts are involuntarily compared regardless of time or meaning. !

"Mr. Evans has been on the road of music for less than a year, and he already owns the great work of Destiny, as well as other excellent serenade and piano sketches. Even if today's concert is unsuccessful, he cannot hide his light. "After a moment of silence, Grace replied first," As long as his concert can be half the height of Master Christopher, I think it will be successful! "

"I hope so." Sharon, Piola and others agreed with a slight sigh.

They worriedly heard that everyone around them was comparing yesterday's concert. If they can't get close to yesterday's standard, I am afraid most people will not think Lucien is successful.

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Outside the hall of chanting, wearing a black tuxedo, the more handsome Lucian and the band members such as Rhein greeted the guests in the small hall.

A gorgeous carriage came, and a nobleman and musician stepped into the hall. There were Earl Haine, Earl Lafayette, Earl Hill, and Othello Directors that Lucien knew, and they were also unfamiliar. Ladies and gentlemen abroad.

Christophe came, he smiled and nodded at Lucien, let him relax, without any pressure, Sylvia who followed him also expressed the same meaning with a quiet smile.

Victor came, and he used simple gestures to show that he was confident in Lucien, but the tension on his face could not be concealed.

Felice, John, Joel, Alisa, Alvin and Elena also came. They tried to make themselves look calm, but the worries and uncomfortable movements in their eyes all revealed their true Her mood did not change until she entered the west stand.

The dark purple carriage came, the simple and ordinary carriage came, and Grand Duke Vaorit, Princess Natasha, Prince Michelle, and Cardinal Sarder came at the same time. Say hello to Lucien on the other side.

Natasha smiled beautifully, her purple eyebrows raised, and said with her mouth: "I believe in you."

After 7:50, when all the audience arrived, Lucien returned to the background to make final preparations.

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In the box, Grand Duke Vaurit frowned slightly and criticized Natasha: "You even arranged Lucien to hold a concert on such an occasion, don't you worry about ruining a musical genius?"

He has a good impression of the Symphony of Fate, but he likes the piano sketch "For Sylvia" because it reminds him of his beautiful love when he was young.

"Yeah, dear cousin, you are too reckless. Even if Lucien is your music consultant, you are not eligible to hold a concert on this occasion." Verdi smiled and looked at Natasha. "He only has A semi-excellent work. "

"As long as the young people are not defeated by the pressure, it is helpful for them to experience several such occasions to help them grow up. This is something I agree with, and Her Royal Highness the Princess is just a proposal." Responsibility took over.

Sald also nodded: "As you can see from the previous symphony, this young man has a tough heart that does not compromise with darkness, and the Lord will take care of him."

With the approval of the two masters in the field of magic and music, Natasha became proud and said with a smile: "Dear cousin, I think Lucien will definitely be a huge success in this concert, do you think?"

"I'm waiting to appreciate." Verdi's face was completely unbelievable, but he didn't fight Natasha, it seemed something was wrong.

"Okay, the concert is about to begin." Archduke Vaurit watched Lucien walk to the stage and walk in front of the band.

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On the Municipal Square, a faint halo lights up, and the crystal wall appears as if it were two nights ahead.

Soon, the band on the stage could be clearly seen through the crystal wall.

"I hope Mr. Evans will succeed." Lilith looked at the crystal wall very nervously, her hands clenched into fists, and her brother Sarah was worried.

Piola and others also looked at the crystal wall in front with a little worry and tension, waiting for the appearance of talented musician Lucien Evans.

Lucian in a black tuxedo stepped on the stage, her hair was carefully combed, and the whole person looked quiet and handsome, very temperamental.

"He ?!" Piola pointed his mouth wide at the crystal wall, and couldn't believe his eyes.

Sharon was speechless first, and then couldn't control the volume authentically: "It's that gentleman, the gentleman who attended our concert and exchanged music with us!"

"It turns out that he is Mr. Evans. No wonder he has such a high level of musical literacy, no wonder he can play such a beautiful piano melody." Grace has been murmuring for a long time.

Lucian stood in front of the band, smiled slightly at Rhein, and waved the baton in his hand.(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)