The old dean's hands were still shaking, and he still couldn't believe that Su Luo had really done it,

"Stinky boy, let me ask one last time, are you sure this is the real 'Bran Poems'? How did you do it, didn't you write it yourself to fool people?"

Su Luo said with a smile, "You old man will know when you go back and compare it, I don't dare to make this joke with you, it's like a fake!"

"Okay, if it's true, then the old man is out of the woods, and he must get justice for you!"

The old dean gritted his teeth, he knew that Su Luo was yin, although Su Luo's face didn't matter, but the public opinion outside had already ruined Su Luo's reputation, and even he himself was disgraced. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Xia Zihan's big eyes turned violently, "Hehe, then you can stay for a few more days, it's not cost-effective to go out now, it's our turn to perform." ”

Su Luo watched everyone leave, and muttered, "If it weren't for the goddess of fate standing on my side, and the poetry of Bran in the two worlds is different, I would really be doomed." ”

He stretched heavily, sighed, and sang,

Iron doors, iron windows, iron chains

Holding on to the iron window, he looked out

What a wonderful life out there

When will I return to my homeland?

When will I return to my homeland?

......

After the old dean went back, he immediately organized all the teachers and students of the college, and the choir of the Beijing Conservatory of Music after a long absence, came again.

Originally, the Dresden State Symphony Orchestra was the best, and the strength of that orchestra in singing opera was nothing to say, but it was a pity that Xiao Erde was opened, and besides, it was easy to leak the wind with them.

This time, the confidentiality work was better, and the students each signed a confidentiality agreement, and they were confused until they saw the score after signing, and the shock in their hearts was beyond words.

In the past few days, the academy has been closed for rehearsals, there is no problem with the instruments, there is no problem with the coordination, everyone is professional, the difficulty lies in the Latin lyrics, just get this done.

There is still no progress in the study of Bran's poetry outside, and if you want to fill in the score by inspiration and fantasy, how is it possible, there are countless possibilities in a small bar.

The score filled in has been denied again and again, and no one has any hope for it, and there is still Su Luo, the man who is behind the blame, and there is no result.

On the last day of the symposium, world-renowned musicians, journalists, and national and international leaders gathered in the concert hall to await the final conclusions, hoping for a miracle.

And what was waiting was that Edward, the general manager, announced helplessly to reporters,

"Unfortunately, so far we have not had any results and the restoration project has failed. ”

"There were a lot of unpleasant things that happened during this period that slowed down our progress, but I don't want to make any excuses, because it is impossible to rely on this little bit of information on the broken page. ”

There was silence, only the sound of the camera clicking, and the magnesium lights flickering wildly.

"Will we never see it again?" asked an old German man disappointed.

"Unless a more complete manuscript record is found, ......" Professor Edward shook his head,

"I'm sorry, dear old gentleman, and the study of it will continue, but chances are you're the last people lucky enough to hear it. ”

The old man wiped away a handful of tears, "How nice it would be if we could remember his melody and sing it, I can only describe how it feels to you, but it can't help at all." ”

"Don't say that, sir, it's only the war, it's good that you survived. ”

The atmosphere at the scene was very depressing, and people could only look at the fragments of it, fantasizing about how shocking the lost melody would be, but they could no longer hear it.

Professor Edward let out a long sigh,

"Anyway, the great psalm, it did exist, didn't it? and we worked hard, and the future may be ......."

suddenly

"Bang!"

The door of the concert hall was kicked open,

"Wow!"

The crowd looked back in amazement, what was going on.

I saw the knife swaggering in, and then stood by the doorman very doggedly and made a gesture of please.

The old dean carried his hands behind his back, his face was expressionless, and he took the lead in the front, with Xia Zihan on the left and Gong Yu on the right, followed by a large group of students wearing student uniforms and holding singing books and musical instruments, with the same expressionless faces!

Ignoring all the astonished gazes,

Confident pace,

Majestic, high-spirited,

Menacing!

"Isn't this from the Beijing Conservatory of Music?

"What's the situation?"

There was a lot of discussion in the front row, and the prime minister's secretary hurriedly asked,

"Prime Minister, Zhang Lao is going to ......"

The Prime Minister smiled mysteriously, "Hehe, just look at it." It's good that stinky boy is angry, otherwise I would have been blamed when this thing was over. ”

Anyone can hide it, but the leader can't hide it, without the big guy nodding, how dare the little knife kick the door directly like this, it is full of big people, and if you don't get to the door, you have to shoot the security personnel directly.

"Hey, that old man, come down!" shouted the Great Demon King Xia as he walked,

Professor Edward was very confused, and stood on the stage stupidly looking left and right.

"Don't look at it, say what about you, go down! Your work report is over, we are very dissatisfied, now it's time for us to report on work!"

Thousands of teachers and students made a huge noise and walked directly onto the stage, while Brother Pao and Gao Feng suddenly walked out with the staff from the backstage carrying audio equipment and began to arrange, and everyone was confused.

"It's ......"

The reporters were very puzzled and didn't know what they were going to do, but looking at the Prime Minister in the front row, he sat calmly and didn't say anything, and he understood in seconds!

Hurry up and point the camera at the stage,

On stage, the choir and accompaniment band quickly took their places,

The dean took the microphone,

"Distinguished Premier of the People's Republic of China, distinguished guests, all the teachers and students of the Beijing Conservatory of Music will present to you our research results on Bran's poetry. ”

"Wow~~!!"

"Isn't it?"

"The orchestra and choir are all on, aren't they?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

......

As soon as I heard the dean's words, I looked at the orchestra ready on the stage, and the scene exploded directly.

The old dean paused,

"Fate, goddess of the world!"

As soon as I finished speaking, the microphone in my left hand has not been put down.

Just turned around and threw a punch into the air with all the strength of his body, handsome and explosive!

That's right, this is the starting gesture, and the grumpy old man is going to wave his fist to command today.

The majestic accompaniment suddenly sounded,

The sound of the choir, like a raging rapids crashing against the rocks, exploded in my ears!

O Fortuna！

Oh, fate!

velut luna！

Like the moon!

statu variabilis！

Fickle!

......

"Wow~~~!!"

In an instant, the audience stood up, covering their mouths and staring at their big eyes, unable to believe their eyes and ears!

"Alternate surplus and void

Abominable life

Put the suffering

intertwined with happiness;

Rich and poor

They all melted and died like ice and snow,

The terrible and nihilistic wheel of fate,

You turn mercilessly,

Thou art vicious and ferocious,

Smash all happiness,

Shadows are shrouded and blurred

You knocked me down too

Disaster strikes

My bare back

Crushed by you mercilessly.

......

"It's it! There's no mistake! It's it!!!I'm sure, it's back!Oh! Goddess of Fate !!!"

The incomparable sense of shock was recreated, and the long-ago memory was completely awakened, and an old man in Germany suddenly lost his temper, dancing with his hands, his eyes were red, and he roared wildly.

It's just that no one paid attention to him at the moment, staring at the stage with his eyes, his whole body was trembling, especially his legs, which were shaking so badly that he couldn't stand on his feet.

Epic!

That's epic!

Magnificent, magnificent!

Magnificent and dignified, the soul is shocked!

Build a temple in front of the audience with chanting!

Is this what Orff's "Bran Poems" really is?

The mind follows its melody step by step into the mysterious Bran Monastery in the Alps.

The next paragraph, the climax,

Fate ravages

My health and will,

Strike mercilessly

brutally oppressed,

that I may be enslaved for the rest of my life.

......

A cry full of grief and indignation, desperate and unyielding!

Everyone instantly felt that the blood in their bodies was boiling and burning, and their souls were trembling, it was incredible, their eyes were red, and their fists were clenched tightly!

There is only one thought in my heart, it's not over yet, this rhythm will definitely be more burning in the next sentence, clench your teeth, hold your breath! Yes, it's coming!

"At this moment!

Don't hesitate!

......”

The heart is beating violently,

At this moment, the accompaniment and singing stopped abruptly and came to an abrupt end!

The world celebrities on the scene haven't reacted yet!

The dean on the stage picked up the microphone,

"Debriefing is over!"

The microphone was turned off and thrown directly on the ground, and then turned to leave, the old man was holding back his anger.

What else?

Why, how is this the end of the debriefing?

The scene was completely confused!

The students on the stage were silent, holding musical instruments and following the dean with expressionless faces, leaving the backstage with a majestic spirit.

By the time these world-famous scholars and musicians reacted, there was no one on the stage, leaving only the scores on the shelves.

Lose your marbles

The musicians in the audience went crazy!

Rush up and grab the score!

Flip it over,

Crazy flipping,

There was chaos on the stage!