Victor's reputation and status in the music industry and in the eyes of the aristocracy were directly related to the future achievements and lives of Lott, Phyllis and others, so they could not maintain the elegance and calm demeanor emphasized by the aristocracy, and their faces were full of trouble, worry, and bitter expressions.

Phyllis clasped her hands together, pacing back and forth outside the door of the piano room, glancing worriedly at the closed wooden door from time to time, and after hearing Lot's words, she couldn't control her emotions, and said in a slightly sharp voice: "How can you persuade him? Do you tell Mr. Victor that if you calm down, there will definitely be inspiration? New music must be written? If ordinary persuasion works, then how can Mr. Victor be like this?"

Lotte frowned and looked at the wooden door of the piano room: "Maybe you should persuade Mr. Victor why you must use newly written music? Mr. Victor has many excellent symphonies in the past, and he can choose another one from them." ”

For this crucial concert, Victor has written two new pieces, and carefully selected from the previous pieces of music that represents the highest level of his past and can be completely comparable to the new music, and because the current symphonies are all strictly structured in four chapters, the length of the music is often tens of minutes, and only four symphonies need to be prepared for a concert, so Victor is still the last one.

"No, I have advised the master, but he said that the new two pieces are the crystallization of his musical soul and inspiration, and that the previous symphonies have only one on the same level as them, and the selection of the others will only reduce the style and standard of the whole concert, and become an unavoidable flaw that has been magnified and criticized, so he completely disagrees. Butler Ace didn't know when he appeared near the stairs, and his old face looked very helpless.

Herodotus rubbed the corners of his forehead: "It's Mr. Victor who pursues perfection too much, in fact, his previous symphonies are very good, and they are respected by many nobles and musicians, otherwise how could he invite him to a concert in the Chant Hall, let's persuade him again?"

He looked at Lot and Phyllis for their opinions, and Lucien was ignored by him, a pauper boy who had only studied music for less than two months and could only play very simple music, and had no right to speak in this.

Lucien did not know how to persuade him, for it was obvious that Mr. Victor had devoted all his soul and passion to this concert, and that no one else could persuade him.

"What do you think, Mr. Ace?" Phyllis knew very well that among all the people present, the person who knew Mr. Victor the most was definitely Ace, the butler who had been with him for nearly thirty years and watched him grow from a child in his early teens to a musician, so she looked at Ace earnestly and worriedly.

Ace shook his head, full of sentimentality and regret: "The lord will not listen to your persuasion, this concert is very important to him, on the one hand, it involves the status and future development of the music industry, on the other hand, it is the wish of the lady, the lady has been very sorry before she passed away, I have not been able to see the master in the chant hall concert, so the lord wants a perfect, no defects in the concert, hey, I hope the lord thinks of the lady's expectations, will slowly calm down." ”

"But we can't do nothing. Compared to Phyllis, who still had the possibility of becoming the wife of a nobleman, Lott had already regarded the development of music as his only direction in the future, and it was inevitable that he would be as restless as Victor.

Lucien has always been grateful to Victor, and also nodded: "Maybe we can find some potions and food that can help sleep and calm the mood?"

As an apprentice magician, the most important thing to think about when thinking about it is not only magic, but also potions, and Lucien shows this very well.

"No, the master has specifically instructed him not to take similar potions, because it will suppress inspiration and thinking. Ace sternly and solemnly rejected Lucian's proposal.

Lucien said with a little worry, "Can we only expect Mr. Victor to overcome himself?

"What can you do? Can you still write a symphony in place of Mr. Victor?" Herodotus, who had already hated Lucian, was now very agitated, and could not help but sarcastically with anger.

As soon as he finished his sarcastic words, everyone fell silent, because he really didn't know what Lu Dao could do, but Lucien was inspired to have some ideas, on the one hand, he must let Mr. Victor find inspiration and compose music by himself, and on the other hand, he must also make preparations with both hands, so as not to help nothing at the critical moment, but what to do is to think about it carefully.

After a quiet moment, the door of the piano room creaked, and Victor walked out, his eyes sunken, and said with deep exhaustion, "I'll go to the association to practice the first three pieces." You can also learn how the band works under the conductor, and then practice your instruments in the piano room of the association. ”

Seeing that after a brief collapse, Victor quickly recovered, Lott and Phyllis and others quietly breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that they really don't necessarily need to do anything by themselves and others, after all, Mr. Victor is an excellent musician who has played in the courts of various countries and has seen the world, and he knows how to adjust, but the haze about whether the Fourth Symphony can be successfully composed is still left in the hearts of everyone.

............

In the recital hall on the fifth floor, under the direction of Victor and the coordination of the Rhine seat, the orchestra played a symphony completely and beautifully, the four movements are solemn, grandiose, rigorously structured, and have some religious music flavors, giving people a very wonderful listening enjoyment.

When the symphony was over, Victor walked up to Lucien and the others, who were listening and observing intently in the audience: "Okay, you guys go to the piano room to practice, I'll wait to come and guide." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Lucien and the others had not turned around, and suddenly there was a burst of applause in the quiet recital hall.

"Very good symphony, I didn't expect to be able to enjoy such beautiful music after just coming back for a while. Looks like your concert is ready, Victor, hehe, it's going to be a great success. In the words of praise, there was a mocking smile that could not be concealed.

Lucien listened to the familiar voice, and when he looked back, it was Wolf who had returned from an outing, his boot-like chin raised high, and he looked proud and satisfied.

Victor's face sank, looking at Wolf's performance, he obviously asked something: "Wolf, it seems that you have accepted the invitation to go out this time, and you have gained a lot?" He didn't want to mention the concert preparations that made him irritated, so he didn't answer directly.

But how could Wolf let him go, after knowing Victor's recent state from others, Wolf could guess without thinking about it, Victor's music preparation must have gone terribly wrong, so he came directly to him: "Victor, didn't you want me to listen to your music last time and put forward some opinions?" I thought about it, everyone is Aalto's musicians, and there is no hatred that cannot be eliminated, so I decided to agree to your request, well, play the four pieces in their entirety." ”

"You!" Victor had already understood that Wolf had come to laugh at him, but he was about to get angry, when two more people walked in outside the hall, one was an old man with silver and white hair, wearing a black gown and a black stick, serious and old-fashioned, and the other was a handsome young man with dazzling blond hair, who was McCanzis, Lot's cousin, whom Lucien had seen.

"Director Othello. Both Victor and Wolf gathered their emotions and greeted the old man.

Lucien saluted, and said secretly in his heart:

In the aristocratic laws that have been formed for a long time, it is not that the descendants of the bloodline can inherit the title, but among those who have the same inheritance rights, those who have the strength of knights are naturally better than others, and Othello is the kind of person who did not inspire the bloodline, but inherited the title because he was an only son, but he had a good musical talent, and was good at works with serious themes, plus the praise of several companion nobles, he soon became a musician.

"Victor, I heard you haven't composed the fourth piece yet?" Othello asked with a serious expression as he walked up to Victor.

Victor nodded frustratedly, "Yes, Director Othello. ”

Othello raised the crutch in his hand: "Victor, this is a concert in the Chant Hall, it is played in front of His Majesty the Grand Duke and Her Royal Highness the Princess, there must be no problems, do you understand?"

"Yes, I understand, Director Othello, I've been working on it. Victor replied in a gloomy mood.

Othello shook his head: "I'd rather the music in the concert not be so shocking, but also to ensure that the concert goes smoothly, Victor, you have so many excellent pieces of music before, you don't have to be so obsessed with composing new music." A week ago, I'm going to see a list of four pieces appear on my desk, and I can't let the band go without time to practice, Victor, what do you think?"

Victor shook his head with difficulty: "No, Director Othello. ”

He understood that this was the association's pressure to put pressure on himself to make a decision before the last week, whether to write a new piece or choose an old piece, otherwise, it would be time to change the person to hold the concert.

"If only you could understand, Victor. Othello's face softened, and he turned around and walked slowly out of the hall.

Mackantz took advantage of Othello's walk a few steps in advance, and said to Lotte kindly: "My dear cousin, it seems that your path in music is not so smooth, well, in a few months, one of the examiners, I am looking forward to your violin performance, of course, I am an honest and selfless person, and I will not lower my requirements just because you are my cousin." ”

Ignoring Lott's angry eyes and clenched teeth, McCanzi, who was already an excellent musician, looked at Lucien again: "By the way, and you, how lucky it is for a poor man to be a musician, this is a gift from the Lord, how can you waste this luck and always pester girls instead of practicing well? ”

Lucien was said to be inexplicable, but soon realized that Elena wanted to save money to study music, so during this time, whenever she was free, she asked herself for some musical knowledge.

With that, he turned around with a smile and chased after Othello, who had been currying favor with the first in line of succession in the Griffith family.

"Oh, it turns out that Victor hasn't written the fourth piece yet. Wolf made a look of surprise at what he had just learned, but he soon could not suppress his joy, and a cheerful smile appeared on his face:

"Enjoy, Victor, this is your first, and perhaps last, performance in the Chant Hall. ”

"Hehe, and the poor students you said to be full of genius, don't even fail the musician assessment in a few years. ”

Amid the unbridled laughter, Wolf also walked out of the hall.

Lucien noticed that Victor's hands were clenched tightly, and even the pale cyan veins bulged out.