- Today I said that it would be updated at more than twelve o'clock, mainly because I wanted to listen to Bei Jiu's brewing emotions, and it was relatively long, but after listening to it twice, it was more than ten o'clock, and then I wrote and wrote, I found that this chapter has just begun, and there is no need to brew in advance!

Tomorrow's first shift will be at about three o'clock, for the same reason.

The last three more are delivered, asking for a guaranteed monthly pass!

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Aalto, Municipal Square.

After witnessing Lucien greeting Lucien nine times in a row amid the tsunami-like applause, and witnessing him return to the backstage to rest and prepare for the most important symphony of this concert, although the excitement of tens of thousands of ordinary citizens, businessmen, and adventurers around the crystal wall has subsided a lot, the kind of nostalgic thoughts that are difficult to resolve make them unable to be quiet, such as an old man in his sixties who constantly grabbed the person next to him and poured out his inner emotions:

"Maybe you don't know, I'm from the Shak Kingdom, which is a country in the southern part of the continent near the Federation of Free Cities. ”

"We have a great navy, brave warriors, and I was trained on warships when I was younger, exterminating damn pirates. ”

"One of the things I didn't like most about Aalto was that the spirits didn't taste good enough, they didn't have the throat and stomach burning sensation of PeLede. There is also a snow wine made from exotic grapes from the peaks of the high mountains, which is naturally cold, sweet and sweet, and one will never forget it after drinking it, but it is a special product of my native Lucia, which can only be enjoyed by the Count of Lucia and our king, and I used to be the gatekeeper of the Count of Lucia, and I had the privilege of secretly tasting a glass of residual wine at his wedding......"

"Hey, hey, hey, I'm done, I haven't talked about Lucia pork sauce, feta cheese, honey and roast lamb, I haven't talked about the passionate and unrestrained Shaq Kingdom maidens, they chase the warriors who can defeat bulls and monsters......"

The chattering old man made the middle-aged man next to him shake his head in disgust. This guy is so verbose that he interrupts his nostalgia for his hometown, which is the only trace of his wandering self that can prove the existence of the past.

The old man watched the middle-aged man avoid him unwillingly. "I haven't even told you that I have a country house in Lucia, with green vines crawling all over the walls, and pale yellow flowers more beautiful than any kind." The floor in the corner of the hut must have been cocked, but I couldn't go home and fix it. Because I have been out of there for more than thirty years, my body has long since weakened, and I will probably die on the way home......"

His voice grew deeper. There seemed to be muddy tears in the corners of his eyes, and his mouth kept nagging: "Go home, go home, go home!"

The old man, as if he had made up his mind, waved his hands violently, startling Grinton next to him.

"What's wrong with you, old sir?" asked Glynton, thinking about his hometown town on the border of the Duchy of Vaorit.

The old man smiled and said, "I'm going home, I'm going home!" Energetic.

Then he smiled and added, "I have no regrets to hear this symphony by Mr. Lucien Evans before I die." There seem to be some folk tunes in his music, but it is perfectly integrated into the symphony, which is so melodious and classic. Hehe. When I return to my hometown and begin to miss Aalto, perhaps the first thing I miss is Mr. Evans and his outstanding and great works. ”

"You're so right!" said the old man, Glynton was overjoyed, "At the end of the first movement of this symphony in the New Country, I thought it was only a work of high standard, barely excellent, and maybe it would be violently attacked by the critics, but after the second movement was played, I never doubted that it was a masterpiece that was better than excellent, enough to be called great, and perhaps only a little bit closer to being compared to Destiny." Probably because he often returned to his hometown, Glinton still put his favorite "Destiny" in front, and compared it to a very small meaning with his usual rubbing Quintaler's hand, "Mr. Evans is definitely the best and most talented musician of the last twenty years!"

After exclaiming, Glynton suddenly had a question: "If such works are placed in the penultimate position, what kind of work should the symphony in D minor, called "Ode to Joy", be?"

"Destiny" is placed in the first place because it is a work of the past, used to express the meaning of return, so no one has any doubts, and the arrangement of the next two symphonies has not yet been heard, and no one has to speculate on their own troubles, but when "The New Country" has completely touched people's hearts, they found that such a great new work is not the finale, not the last!

The old man was stunned for a moment, and then smiled with the understanding and kindness that the passage of time had given him: "Probably this is a more classic, greater, and better work than 'The New Nation', and I believe in Mr. Evans' talent and his discernment." ”

"Me too. It's exciting!" Glynton turned to look at the crystal wall, at the band that was being repaired above, and his tone was slightly ethereal.

Betty and the others in the square also noticed this problem one after another, and began to collect their feelings, waiting with great anticipation for the beginning of the last symphony, believing from the bottom of their hearts that it must be a brilliant and great work.

They don't seem to be worried at all that such an expectation, such a hope, will lead to a disappointing ending, no worries!

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Inside the Chant Hall.

Elena quietly wiped away her tears, then glanced at Joel and Alyssa, who were still intoxicated, and whispered to Phyllis: "I heard from this music that Lucien missed his hometown and friends in the past three years of travel. They were so sincere that they touched my heart completely. It's a beautiful melody that I think will be passed on from one traveler to a farther place and from generation to generation. ”

The corners of Phyllis's eyes were also slightly red: "It reminds me of the experience of touring with Mr. Victor, at first I didn't think of it, but as the months passed, I began to miss my parents, my Bern estate, my beautiful bedroom, and my dolls. Missing my friends. ”

"I've tried to turn this longing and melancholy into music, and the piano piece you've heard, Elena, is one of the best of them, but more so than Lucian. It's so much different. Before I heard this symphony today, I couldn't imagine that my thoughts and sorrows could be expressed in such a way, and it gave me countless inspirations. ”

Then she joked to herself and said more solemnly: "I find that I have some admiration for Lucian......

As a classmate who studied music together and witnessed Lucien's initial rookie appearance. Even though Phyllis was later shocked by "Destiny", she was moved by "Serenade for Strings in G Major" as a birthday present, and resonated with "Pathétique". I just think Lucien is talented, very optimistic about his future, and respect his status as a top musician.

But after this creative contrast brought by the same emotions and the same inspiration, Phyllis felt that she had really begun to worship Lucian.

"Me too. Elena replied with a serious smile.

Phyllis put her right hand on the low-cut gown and smiled: "Then let's look forward to the last symphony, I hope Lucien can make us worship a little more!"

"Grace told me that both Mr. Franz and Mr. Fabrini had a great opinion of Ode to Joy. It is more admired than "The New Country". Alina recounted what she had heard, and then smiled, "He won't let us down." I hope that when I am old, I will be able to lean back on the sofa next to the fireplace and tell my grandson that your grandmother was once friends with that great musician, maestro and legend of the music industry......"

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Inside the VIP box.

After hearing the words of Master Christopher. Natasha smiled and said, "Mr. President, why don't you leave without finishing that religious music?"

"Maybe the taste of home can give me more inspiration. Christopher smiled calmly, "Your Royal Highness, didn't Lucien mention this work when he corresponded with you, and I see that it seems that you have heard it for the first time, and we have the same feelings." ”

Natasha pursed the corners of her mouth and raised her eyebrows: "No, he is very good at secrecy." But from what he asked, from between the lines of his words, I could clearly feel that kind of longing, longing for my hometown, my relatives and friends, so when I heard this symphony, I was not surprised, and I also had a premonition of its excellence. Of course, I don't feel the same as you, Mr. President, Aalto is my hometown, my memories belong here, and Lucian's melody only reminds me of some of my childhood memories and what I saw and heard during my travels in the Kingdom of Holm. ”

Grand Duke Vaorit also nodded, although the desolate melancholy melody reminded him of many places that he remembered, but he was born and raised in Aalto, and he did not have too direct nostalgia.

"I'm just like you, Your Highness the Princess, but I've had more touring experiences, and I can relate to the kind of longing that Lucien has in the music, and I miss Aalto so much, and the home I set up with Winnie...... It's a pity that in order to grasp the creation of the "Symphony of Love", I did not pay attention to these inspirations. Of course, I don't think I can create such a great melody. Victor is full of praise for his students.

Othello shook his head: "This is really a work that contradicts me, I love the second movement so much, but I reject the rest of it so much, I hope Evans's "Ode to Joy" will not make me so contradictory." ”

"It must be a great work that can be compared to Destiny. "Natasha is categorical and confident in her good friend.

Although she relied on her status as a princess and a good friend, it was not difficult to hear Lucien's rehearsals, but she held back her curiosity and saved all her expectations to this day.

Victor nodded: "I still have more confidence in Lucien than in myself, and I believe that he will definitely come up with a masterpiece." ”

"Don't put so much pressure on young people. Christopher smiled and looked at them, "Of course, I would also say, very, very much looking forward to it!"

Archduke Vaorit said with mixed emotions: "Let's look forward to the wonderful music that this wonderful lad will bring us." ”

Count Hayne, Count La Fatti, Cardinal Gosse and others also showed expectant expressions.

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Backstage in the Chant Hall.

The coughing sound continued one after another, and it was finally calmed down.

"Are you all right, Mr. Evans, or let Mr. Franz take your command?" asked Fabricini in a soft, worried voice.

Lucien covered his mouth and was quiet for a while, then shook his head: "I'm fine, the cough is only intermittent and won't affect the command." The first three hours have been supported, and the last hour is still a problem? I'm a knight!"

Because Lucien often coughed during this time, but his body looked pretty good, at least he was not so weak that he lost his strength and couldn't walk, so after seeing him ease up and speak smoothly, everyone let go of their worries.

Then, Lucien looked at Fabrini sincerely: "Because Aalto can't find a good enough baritone singer, I can only ask you." ”

Opera is not as popular in Aalto as the symphony, so the singers are also worse than in places like Stulk, Rentat, etc.

Looked at by such sincere and sincere eyes, Fabrini's face blushed slightly: "Mr. Evans, don't worry, although I can't compare to a real baritone singer, but after this period of practice, I am sure that I will perform well." ”

With the help of some of the Church's mystical chant techniques that he said could be used to refine the paladin, he was able to perfectly control his throat and simulate the singing of various voices, but it was more difficult to perform well, which was one of the difficulties in the previous rehearsals.

Lucien stood up, looked around at the singers and choir members, and waved his arms inspiringly:

"Friends, why sing the old tunes and let our songs merge into a joyful chorus!"

"Join in a chorus of joy!" replied everyone present.

Once Fabrini and the choir were ready outside, Lucien straightened his tuxedo and strode out of the city. (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please read it on m.biquge.info. )