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In the exchange of music, the other nobles at the back of the box also had room to interject, unlike when serious matters were discussed just now, and they could only listen to the conversation of Bishop Salde, Grand Duke Vaorit, and Princess Natasha.

"I've heard my lovely little niece mention that Victor's piece was written on and off for two or three years, and after the concert was to be held in the Chant Hall, he went to my brother's estate for three months to finally finish it, and it was so full of pastoral flavor that reminded me of the oats that were about to ripen in my hometown. ”

Count Hain smiled and told the Grand Duke and the princess the story behind the creation of this piece, and was slightly grateful to Phyllis, this little niece whom he hated and disliked very much, since she began to study music, she finally allowed herself, a person with no musical talent, to communicate music with Her Majesty the Grand Duke and Her Royal Highness the Princess.

Since the eldest son of the old earl was killed in battle against the infidels, his second and youngest sons began to compete for the title, and the current Earl of Hayne, as the second son, had not yet aroused the bloodline, and Phyllis's father was deeply favored by the old earl, so he had the upper hand and became the source of the nightmare of the Earl of Hayne.

But in the end, the Earl of Hayne succeeded in stimulating the blood power without being favored by everyone, and his son Harrington showed a talent that was not inferior to Princess Natasha and Earl Verdi, so he successfully inherited the title and the hereditary domain of the Hayne family in an entire county.

Grand Duke Vaorit bowed his head slightly: "It also reminds me of the harvest festival when I was younger." Natasha, whether or not his feelings support a theme, but to me, Victor's music is already very good, and I really look forward to his next two works, in order, one should be better than the other. ”

But the last piece was not Victor's, it was written by his student Lucian, and it is hard to imagine that a beginner who has only studied music for three months can compose any excellent music. The Count of Lafati joined the discussion, he looked to be only about thirty years old, and his whole person was like the legendary angel of the dawn, handsome to the point of dazzling.

Princess Natasha laughed without figuring it: "Uncle Hart, you are the least qualified person to say this, the person who can stimulate the 'Sun' bloodline to become a warlock at the age of ten is much more talented than Lucian, and you are only sixty-seven years old and you are already a high-level warlock of the Eighth Ring, according to the normal life span of two hundred years, you are fully qualified to impact the legendary realm." ”

This seemingly very young Count of Rafati turned out to be a powerful spellcaster, but in order to distinguish him from magicians, the nobles called the bloodline power caster a warlock, and the bloodlines mixed with other nobles are easy to mutate and stimulate the power of the different, the Lafati family requires bloodline purification, so it can only intermarry within the family, although there are many deformed members in this way, but it also ensures the inheritance of strong and powerful power from generation to generation.

Verdi replied solemnly in place of Lafatti: "This is the strength given by the Lord, and Uncle Hart was able to become a warlock at the age of ten, which is the Lord's love and gift." ”

"It is said that music is the same. Natasha smiled unconcernedly, "Seriously, I'm looking forward to it, whether Lucian's music is good or bad, it's a lot of fun." ”

Rafatti shook his head: "Victor's placement of it in the last and most important position is a testament to the excellence of this work, and I don't think Victor wants to ruin his own concert." ”

His judgment was supported by nobles such as the Earl of Hain, who did not know Lucien with little prejudice against him, and although they were surprised by the time he spent studying music, it did not affect their judgment of the quality of the work from Victor's arrangement.

Being able to maintain their status and pass on their family to the family may have many other shortcomings, but they are not stupid without being blinded by emotions.

"Anyway, one more work will be heard. Natasha chuckled, "Next up is Victor's new Piano Concerto, and I've been looking forward to that brand new instrument for a long time." ”

Verdi sat in his chair as if on horseback, his back straight, without any relaxation: "Yes?

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After getting the applause of the Grand Duke for the second work, Victor completely relaxed, and when he came back backstage to rest, he could still talk and laugh with Lucien, Lott and others, while Rhine kept a low profile since the beginning and stood silently next to him, but Phyllis and others thought that Rhine was going to prepare for the next work and didn't care.

The break passed quickly, and Victor walked over to the piano, where he would play the piano himself, while Rhine coordinated the orchestra for him as principal.

The loud, rich piano sound pulls the prelude to the music, and the sacred and solemn atmosphere is brought out after a few melodies, this is a concerto with a religious theme.

"Nice instrument. Verdi nodded with satisfaction when he heard the tone, then closed his eyes and listened carefully.

The broad and solemn character of religious music is thoroughly expressed by the wide range of the piano, especially in a few high-pitched places, the volume and control of the piano are perfect, and the whole hall becomes solemn and sacred.

At the end of this concerto, Bishop Salde painted a cross on his chest: "This is a compliment to the Lord, and this new instrument makes this work completely beyond its original level." ”

Natasha habitually finished drawing the cross, and then couldn't help but praise loudly: "This instrument is really amazing, it is the keyboard instrument I really want!

"You're a girl, Natasha, too. The Grand Duke wanted to praise and applaud, but after hearing Natasha's words, he couldn't help but frown and reminded her.

Facing her father, Natasha didn't dare to talk back, muttering: "Then I am also the most special one among girls, I can compete with men, I like intense, powerful music and battles." ”

Verdi looked at Natasha with a meaningful smile and said nothing.

This made Natasha sit up straight, and a pair of bright purple eyes on her beautiful and slightly strong face stared at Verdi seriously: "Look down on me, do you need to go out and fight?"

"I didn't say anything. Verdi didn't think so with a smile on his face.

Seeing that the two of them were arguing unyieldingly, Grand Duke Vaorit had no choice but to divert their attention with another topic: "Next is your long-awaited symphony of fate, Natasha." ”

Natasha looked at the musicians who were resting below, and squinted at Verdi, "My dear cousin, how good do you think this work can be? ”

"My dear cousin, I remember that you were only great at playing and music commentary, and you never wrote a great piece of music. No matter how jealous you may be, I am far superior to you in terms of musical talent and composition, but unfortunately I have no interest in becoming a musician, otherwise I would have written a record of music in three months...... "Verdi was more than happy to beat his high-spirited cousin.

Natasha feigned surprise: "Really? Is that really the case? My dear cousin, I don't think you're as good as Lucian, who has just studied music for three months, and none of your works have been played in the Chant Hall." ”

"It's just that I don't want to," Verdi said through a bit of gritted teeth, ...... he had only studied music for three months, and even if he could write good music, I didn't think it could be better than mine." He was provoked to speak his true mind.

As soon as he finished speaking, Verdi was secretly annoyed: "Oops, Natasha's trap, this guy is really a woman in terms of stinginess!"

It is conceivable that as long as Lucian's music is excellent, Natasha will laugh at and beat herself with what she just said, and if Lucian's music is only near the level, Natasha will not have anything to lose, because it is not her writing, and it is a fact that Lucian's music is played in the chant hall and she does not have it.

Sure enough, Natasha smiled smugly, then leaned back in her chair lazily and said something that she repeated several times: "I'm really looking forward to this work more and more." ”

"I'm also looking forward to it, and it's hard to imagine what a beginner can write a piece of music like. Archduke Vaorit was also filled with curiosity, except for Salde, who still had half-closed eyes as if he were asleep, and the other nobles and the musicians below were basically the same.

Wolfe's face was ugly mixed with anger after listening to the first three excellent works, hearing the applause of His Majesty the Grand Duke, his heart was full of grievances and dissatisfaction, although the success of Victor's concert would not cause him any loss, but the better Victor was, the more unhappy he became, because he felt that Victor had robbed him of his own opportunity, and if it was him, he could do the same.

"I'd like to hear what happened to that gifted student of yours?!" said Wolf, gritting his teeth, "and if there is anything bad about it, I will criticize him in the Music Review, so that he will not have the confidence to continue his musical path, and if there is a major mistake in the last work, Victor will be remembered as a disgrace to the Chant Hall." ”

He wants to amplify every melody, every note to look for flaws.

In the west stand, Alisa held Joel's hand tightly, nervously waiting for Lucian's work to play, even John, who has always maintained a calm temperament, his right hand grasping the armrest seems to be a little tight, only Elena, who knows more about the character of Othello, and Evan, who has no concept, are still calmly looking forward to it.

Verdi, on the other hand, tried to remedy what he had just said: "Music is a very subjective art, and perhaps Natasha you think is a great work, but I don't think so." ”

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Victor stood in the conductor's position, looking at the orchestra that had been ready, before the last piece of music began, at the end of the first Chant Hall concert, many memories welled up in his heart, remembering the first concert that failed, remembering the second concert that had been a great success with great difficulty, remembering every bit of his wife Winnie, remembering Winnie's reluctant and regretful eyes before being called by the Lord's grace, remembering every failure and dispute in his life, and remembering Lucian's encouragement to himself with music......

"Winnie, can you hear it in heaven?"

Glancing backstage at Lucian, when the emotions were at their peak, Victor waved his baton and swung his right hand tightly like a convulsive heart man.

Dangdang, fate knocks on the door!

The beginning, which has never been used before, is so concise, shocking, and powerful that the Grand Duke, Natasha, Verdi, and others who are ready to admire with their eyes closed can't help but open their eyes.

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