Chapter 11 Is This Art?

"Boom!"

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The entire villa hall was immersed in faint music.

"Wow, finally hearing Mr. Dorsey play again! This is her best "Night Star"! ā€

Lunia seemed to adore this Dorsey, and her beautiful eyes gradually enlarged, looking straight at Dorsey in the performance.

Is this art? "Night Star"?

Rhona can't believe what she's hearing right now!

Is this art? Is this the kind of music that humans are looking for right now?

Looking at Dorsey, who was as proud as a swan, Rhona was stunned.

Dorsey's music is not unpleasant, at least she still has organ skills, but the music she plays is very simple, almost all of them are very monotonous, and as a piano piece there is no ideological connotation.

It's like the easiest introductory track on the Blue Planet.

"This is the music?"

"Yes!"

Looking at the bewildered Rona, Lunia nodded happily.

"Well, what great art!"

Rhona didn't want to deal with the crazy Lunia, who was already mesmerized by the music without the slightest connotation.

Oh, my God!

What is this?

"Poof!"

Listening to the extremely simple tune, and looking at the way Dorsey shook his head and was extremely intoxicated, Rhona almost couldn't hold back a smile.

Ha ha!

What is it? High art?

It's like a mathematician in a previous life who thought he was highly accomplished, but he calculated on the blackboard that one plus two equals three.

If the player of this piece is a child, then it is understandable.

But you, an old woman, regard this kind of music as an art of self-absorption?

"How? Miss Rhona, is there anything you would like to say to me now? ā€

The piano fell.

The haughty Dorsey slowly rose like a stubborn noblewoman and stared at the sluggish Rhona.

What do you think?

Ugly duckling, now do you know how terrible a woman's inner charm can be?

"A woman's appearance will eventually grow old, beauty will pass with the passage of time, and the most important thing is that you know what?"

"Hey!"

Standing up proudly, Dosse, immersed in his own charm, clenched his palms as if he were the embodiment of the god of art.

It's just that Dorsey and Lunia, who are immersed in the so-called art, don't realize that at this time the fourth person has appeared.

It was a peaceful-looking old man, but his hair was too thick, and his dense gray hair and overgrown beard made him look very elegant, and he stood quietly by the door and scanned everything.

"Yes, yes, it's great art!"

Rhona didn't want to pay attention to the ridiculous and arrogant Dorsey, but she woke up from her confusion after she screamed like this.

It's just that in Dorsey's opinion, Rona at this moment has been impressed by her artistic accomplishments.

"Where are you going?"

Looking at Rhona who suddenly left, Dorsey's lungs exploded.

This bastard civilian, sure enough, is just a slum rat, so rude!

However, Lorna did not leave, and came to the organ lightly, her delicate fingers caressing the somewhat mottled keys.

What is she going to do?

At this time, Dorsey and Lunia both had the same question in their minds.

Not only the two of them, but even the old man who suddenly appeared in front of the door of the living room just now also helped the gentleman's glasses on his face.

After gently arranging the white pleated skirt, Rhona slowly closed her eyes.

Gently stroke the keys with both hands.

"Boom!"

When Rhona pressed the first key.

The other three people in the entire hall were instantly dumbfounded.

Oh, my God!

What is it? Is this God's heavenly sound?

In an instant, Rhona's jade-like fingers were like the most wonderful magic, instantly calming down the angry Dorsey.

And immediately integrated into the artistic conception of this song.

What is it?

There is the tenderness of meditation, the chanting of sorrow, and the gloomy premonition.

That's right.

Regarding some musical instruments, Rona was also involved in her previous life as a genius.

Although his parents forced her to practice, her attainments still reached the top level of ordinary people in her previous life.

Someone once praised her and wanted her to continue on the path of art, but Rona refused.

She didn't want to give up her beloved physics to study so-called art.

Piano Sonata No. 14 in C sharp minor!

That is, the classic solo composed by Beethoven in the previous life, also known as moonlight.

It's not the most difficult to play, but the connotation is addictive.

Oh my God, what a piece of music!

Dorsey is immersed in his own world.

Suddenly.

She seemed to be facing the sea, and the moon was rising from where the water and the sky met. On the surface of the sparkling sea, silver light was sprinkled all over the moment. The moon rose higher and higher, passing through the veils of light veils.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew on the sea, and huge waves rolled up. The moonlit waves rushed towards the shore one after another......

Oh my God, what is this?

Is this a piece played by Lorna?

I don't know why Lunia felt a sense of emotion that she had never felt before, as if she was in a fantasy dream.

As for the old man, there was already a trace of tears in the corners of his eyes.

His lips trembled as if he were enchanted.

Clenched his fists as if enchanted and walked towards where the little angel was.

Minutes and seconds passed.

Eventually, Rhona's delicate fingers came to an abrupt halt after the last note was played.

"You guys!"

"Perfect! It's heavenly, oh my! ā€

When Rhona opened her eyes to look at Lunia and Dorsey, who were addicted to dreams, she was about to speak. was interrupted by an old voice.

"Three movements!"

Who is this old guy? A snowman in a primeval forest?

I saw the old snowman standing in front of the organ as if he was enchanted, staring at himself with extremely hot eyes.

Feed! Why are you looking at me with those disgusting eyes?

Is this guy an old pervert too?

"The first movement is extremely emotional."

"The second movement is relatively short, and it perfectly connects the contemplative contemplation of the first movement with the tension of the third movement with a very different and light expression."

"The third movement, which enters into the intricate final movement, provides a sense of cohesive climax."

The old man suddenly opened his hands and shouted as if worshiping a god.

"Mr. Van Meyer!"

"Teacher? Van Meyer? ā€

Lunia, who came to her senses at this moment, knew who it was. It's just that Rhona still thinks this hairy guy is a forest snowman!

Belle-Van Meyer!

Lunia, who knew this person, immediately exclaimed.

Bole van Meyer, President of the Human Alliance Artists Association. Centrists, hailed as heroes who defended humanity's last possessions.

It is said that when humanity fell, he saved many treasures that belonged to mankind with his life.

With 500 famous paintings of mankind, he is not a warrior or a magician, but he has organized people to carry human treasures back and forth inside and outside the Tower of Annihilation again and again.

was also attacked by a foreign race because of this, and a shocking scar fell on his body.

It's just that Van Meyer's efforts are still a drop in the bucket, and countless famous songs in music have been destroyed. Countless musicians who accompanied him died trying to protect him.

Because of this, human music has become so rare.

Legend has it that Van Meyer, who does not know how to use musical instruments, once locked himself in his home for a whole year to restore those classic musical works of art, but in the end he was unable to recover.

The musicians who died with him were like a nightmare that old Van Meel couldn't get rid of.

In an instant, old Van Meyer was sick!

Because of his mental trauma, he can no longer restore those classic songs!

Van Meyer?

Through the history books, Lorna still recalled the information about this Van Maier.

"Ahh This feeling, it is! Yes! ā€

Just as Lorna was about to communicate with Van Meyer.

That damn Dorsey let out an unusually evil sound, and her cheeks, covered in heavy makeup, began to crimson. It's like he's done something evil.

His legs are shaking constantly, and he looks like a high C!

"It's perfect!"

Feed!

Is this guy crazy?

Hey, what do you mean by rushing towards me?