On the doorstep of the Metropolitan Opera.

Seeing the members of the Huaxia Symphony Orchestra coming, countless reporters immediately surrounded them and shouted one by one:

"Mr. Wang Mo, do you understand fate?"

"Mr. Wang, is your "Symphony of Destiny" really related to fate?"

"Many netizens are not optimistic about your song this time, what do you think, Mr. Wang Mo?"

"Mr. Zhao, the Huaxia Band has finally gained a little fame in the world, do you want to destroy this fame personally?"

"Master Simon personally said that he didn't understand fate, Mr. Wang, what is your confidence in creating "Destiny"?"

"I heard that what many Chinese people like most is to play tricks and make articles on words. May I ask Mr. Wang Mo, do you also want to use your name to attract the attention of the audience, but in fact, the content has nothing to do with fate at all? ”

“……”

All kinds of problems are roaring.

And every question is very acute.

However, Wang Mo didn't answer them at all, and under the protection of Hao Mingxing, the reporters couldn't get close at all, so they could only watch Wang Mo enter the opera house.

saw the back of Wang Mo leaving.

Click! Click!

The reporters also did not let go of these pictures and took wild shots.

Any material is useful.

For example, now they photographed the back of Wang Mo leaving without an interview.

If the quality of "Symphony of Destiny" is not good, then they will release this photo with a sentence: "Wang Mo did not dare to deal with the question and answer of fate, and predicted the failure of his work in advance." ”

But if the quality of "Symphony of Destiny" is good, then they will also release this photo, and write: "The strong never bother with any doubts." ”

See!

You can advance or retreat.

As long as the talent is passed, a picture can match any news they want.

……

After entering the opera house, Wang Mo was invited to the front row by the etiquette and sat with Simon, Romando and other masters.

Now he is fully qualified to sit here.

Just sat down.

The other masters gave mixed glances.

First, there are still some people who can't adapt to Wang Mo's too young face.

Second, he was a little puzzled by the symphony that Wang Mo came up with.

Or Simon asked in advance: "Mr. Wang Mo, did you really write a "Symphony of Destiny"? And not in a name gimmick? ”

Wang Mo smiled slightly: "Yes." ”

Simon paused: "The name is quite atmospheric. ”

Wang Mo: "I also feel very angry. ”

It's not modest at all.

Everyone coughed, and some didn't know how to respond.

They didn't know that Wang Mo was not boasting, but a natural respect for Mr. Beethoven in another world. In perfect opinion, this "Symphony of Destiny" is definitely the greatest work in the history of human music, there is no one!

When everyone is talking.

Suddenly, there was a commotion.

It turned out that the hostess came over with a plate, smiled and said to everyone: "Distinguished gentlemen, on the plate are the scores of the ten symphonies that will be played tonight, you can read them by yourself if you need to." ”

It's a consistent tradition.

In the symphony competition, the scores are given to the masters in advance, so that they can have an idea of what will be played next.

No one refused.

Basically, the masters who sat in the first row each took a sheet music.

Wang Mo is no exception, and he is also eager to know what kind of symphony several other countries have prepared tonight.

"Let's take a look at the Australian ones first."

Australia is the hometown of music in the last edition, and it is the most powerful.

After Wang Mo opened the score, he immediately found Australia's "Dream River Symphony" and looked at it seriously.

With his current musical attainments, although he does not have an instrument to try, he can still get a rough idea of the score just by imagining.

When he sank into his mind.

The others next to him also opened the score.

However, unlike Wang Mo, except for himself, almost all the masters found the "Symphony of Destiny" for the first time and began to watch it carefully.

Simon is one of them.

At this moment, he had only one thought in his heart: did Wang Mo make a gimmick in the name, or did he really create a veritable "Symphony of Destiny"?

If it's true, then what about the quality?

Although Simon is determined that with Wang Mo's experience, it is basically impossible to compose a symphony with depth, let alone a topic that he dare not touch. But Wang Mo had really created too many miracles before, so he still didn't dare to take this young man lightly.

Taking a deep breath, Simon sank into his mind.

At first, Simon just looked very serious.

In terms of real composition talent, he is far superior to Wang Mo, and even Wang Mo can see a rough idea of the score, let alone him. It can be said that even if the score is very complex in the eyes of many ordinary musicians, he can judge its level at a few glances.

But.

Just a few breaths have passed.

Simon snorted suddenly, and his expression changed slightly.

He subconsciously took the score to his left hand, but his right hand was raised, drawing something back and forth in the void. Looking at this posture, I should imagine that I have a musical instrument in front of me, and I will show the score through the music.

A second.

Two seconds.

Another minute or so passed, and Simon's right hand suddenly froze, and his face changed from initial concentration to solemnity, as if he was stuck at a certain stage. But soon, his pupils shrank slightly, and then his expression changed from solemn to uncertain.

As for the score in front of him, he didn't turn the page for a long time.

One minute.

Two minutes.

The expression on Simon's face had changed from surprise to shock, his pupils widened, and there was even a hint of horror in the depths of his eyes.

Then, I saw him simply put the score on the table, and then his hands quickly tapped in the void, and the speed became faster and faster, and his eyes became brighter and brighter.

At the same time, the faces of Romando, Stephen and other masters were also full of astonishment, and they also looked at the music score in front of them, gesturing their hands back and forth in the air.

This kind of dancing picture looks extremely weird in the eyes of others, as if it is crazy.

Therefore, it instantly attracted the attention of others.

"What happened to Master Simon?"

"And Master Romando, as if he had fallen into an evil spirit?"

"Are all these musicians crazy?"

"Is there something unclean about this opera house that has possessed them?"

"It's all nonsense!"

“……”

There are even some celebrities who start shouting their names, but Simon, Rudolph and others are all unheard of, still immersed in their own world.

Well...... Except for Aida.

At this moment, Aida's eyes were still a little hollow, and he kept muttering in an unbelievable voice: "Light a cigarette? Lighting a cigarette? It's not scientific, it's impossible! ”

Everyone looked at this group of masters who behaved abnormally, and the scene became noisy, and they all guessed what was going on.

However, they are not clear.

These masters are not obsessed with anything at all.

Well...... All right

To a certain extent, they are indeed obsessed.

For example, Simon, the greatest musician of our time, is already in turmoil.

He looked at the score in front of him and almost doubted life.

"It'...... Is it really a symphony written by Wang Mo? ”

"How is that possible? How is this possible? ”

"God! How did a young man who was only twenty-four years old come up with such a piece? ”

He turned his head to see Stephen's crazy red eyes, and it was clear that the pianist had already been conquered by the symphony in front of him.

Simon froze before asking, "Stephen......"

Stephen shook his head and took a deep breath before saying: "I know what you mean, to be honest, I still can't believe that the score in front of me is real, this song I seem to see an unyielding figure who is unwilling to cry out against fate, and I also see a lonely soul who wants to control his own destiny with one hand." Such a tune...... It's beyond my imagination. Even I can't be sure how great it really is. ”

Simon sighed: "It's the same feeling as me, I thought I could already see through any piece in the world through the score, but this Symphony of Destiny made me feel difficult. I can't tell the real bottom of it just by the score. Perhaps, only after it is played, can I get a glimpse of it. ”

Next to them, Roman and Rudolph nodded earnestly.

Apparently very much approved of the conversation between the two.

But the more this happened, the more the hearts of several people rolled.

Nearby, a lot of noise still reached their ears.

"I heard that Wang Mo didn't dare to be interviewed."

"He's probably afraid of losing face, right?"

"Surely yes, he is a young man in his early twenties, what kind of fate does he know!"

"I don't know what he thinks."

When Simon, Romando and others heard these remarks, their expressions were even more complicated, and even a little bitter.

If Wang Mo doesn't understand fate, then wouldn't they understand it even more?

Minutes and seconds passed.

Finally......

It's time for the opening of the symphony competition.

The order of the eight countries participating in the exchange competition is: Australia, Fuso, Odili, Ingilli, Huaxia, Meimei, Germany, and Italy.

Meanwhile.

Even Wang Mo became a little enthusiastic in his heart at this moment.

Here it comes!

Finally waited for this moment.

Of course, he had seen the change in the expressions of these great musicians, but he was sure that they would not have felt a tenth of the shock from the scores alone. Because only Wang Mo knows in his heart how great the "Symphony of Destiny" is.

As one of the most famous and shocking symphonies on the planet, I don't know how many musicians worship it.

There's no other piece of music that compares to it!

Not a single one!

It can be said that in the thousands of years of music on the earth, the "Symphony of Destiny" is a well-deserved first.

Even if he had heard it countless times in his previous life, every time when its melody sounded, Wang Mo's heart would still ignite with uncontrollable blood.

With this, Wang Mo has enough confidence that after its melody sounded here, it would also become an epic musical chapter of Blue Star.

……

"Here we go!"

"Silence!"

The noise of the scene gradually died down.

Netizens who watched the live broadcast on the Internet also showed their expectations and did not keep swiping the screen.

According to the rules, the first to take the stage are the winners of the previous edition of the Land of Music, so after the host's simple opening speech, the Australian symphony orchestras took the stage one after another and did a good job in turn.

"It's a symphony orchestra."

Wang Mo saw the scale of the Australian members and secretly sighed.

Seventy or eighty people!

In the past, when performing orchestral music, the largest number of team members from various countries was only thirty or forty. In other words, in the performance of the symphony, the number of people has doubled.

In this way, the effect of the performance will obviously be more magnificent and shocking.

Soon, Australia's symphony orchestra was ready.

Today they are playing the Symphony of the River of Dreams, by Romando.

Of course, Romando didn't play himself today, and although he might have made the performance better by going up and playing the piano part, it wasn't necessary.

Because the symphony can only be played in a team to achieve the best effect, he may go up to the crowd and then lose more than he gains.

"Let's go!"

With the conductor's waving, a powerful music resounded throughout the audience.

The huge orchestra began their musical journey.

"Sounds good."

"It's shocking!"

"It has to be a symphony, it sounds so exciting."

"I felt like I heard the vast starry sky."

"Master Romando is awesome!"

Wang Mo also nodded secretly, he had read the music score just now, but the feeling of watching the music score and listening to it live are completely different things.

The melody of this symphony is both majestic and delicate, as if you are on the Milky Way, overlooking the dazzling stars, and feeling the vastness and immensity of the universe.

In the boundless universe, a dream river rushes in the night sky, sometimes surging, sometimes gentle as silk, each note seems to carry a mysterious story, leading people through the river of time to explore the secrets of that location.

The melody of music washes everyone's soul and makes everyone's heart calm and clear.

Many people have a trance-like look on their faces.

Under the influence of music, they experienced a dreamy journey to the stars.

Like a dream.

Illusory.

Countless people reveled in it.

It wasn't until the end of the performance that everyone came back from their trance.

"Oh my God, it's beautiful."

"Only by seeing through the profundity of the universe can we create such a vast artistic conception of music, right?"

"Master Romando has one more classic."

“……”

Applause roared.

The Australian audience, in particular, was thrilled.

Their master sword is not old!

His music is still beautiful!

It seems that this time, they have a chance to regain the reputation of "the land of music".

However, when the crowd was excited.

Its central character, Romando, did not have excitement on his face, not even joy. Even the corners of his mouth hooked up with a trace of imperceptible bitterness.

Because Romando only slightly compared his "Symphony of the River of Dreams" with the "Symphony of Destiny" in his mind, he found that his symphony fell into disadvantage in terms of melody, depth, artistic conception and other aspects.

The two are not at the same level at all.

It was just his own imagination, and it turned out to be like this.

So what will happen when the "Symphony of Destiny" is played?

The Romans have become numb.

Scene.

The moment the Australian delegation finished the performance, the reporters were already ready to come up.

"Congratulations, Mr. Romando, on composing a great symphony."

"Mr. Romando, are you confident that you will continue to be the 'Land of Music'?"

"Who do you think could be your opponent?"

“……”

In the eyes of the reporters, the always confident and arrogant master Romando will definitely make an impassioned remark to the camera, and build confidence in the next competition for the 'hometown of music'.

However, the next second.

All the reporters were stunned.

I saw Roman Duo glance at Wang Mo next to him, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "You are exalting me too much." ”

After saying these words, he was silent. No matter how much the reporters asked, they didn't say anything more.

This also surprised the reporters.

What's going on?

How did Master Romando suddenly become so humble?

Only Romando is finally bitter: modesty? I'm humble! If you have high-profile qualifications, you will have a lot of ambitions!

Then.

The second thing to play is the Fuso Symphony Orchestra.

To everyone's surprise, Fuso doesn't seem to be in a state either.

Of course, the performance of the Fuso Symphony Orchestra is still full of passion and the level is also online, and a "Ode to Spring Symphony" shows the spring picture vividly and vividly, winning warm applause.

However, Aida's eyes were still blank.

It's like losing your soul.

"What's going on?"

"That's right, why are all these masters today wrong?"

"Just now, Simon, Romando and the others were dancing, like a psychopath."

"It's weird."

"Could it be that this opera house really has a supernatural spirit?"

"Don't talk nonsense, you see Wang Mo's eyes are still blazing, so there is a high probability that these old guys didn't sleep well last night, resulting in a lack of energy."

"Why are they mentally deficient?"

"You ask me, who do I ask?"

“……”

Next, there are symphony orchestras from two countries, including Odili and Ingilli. Their performances were also very good, and the audience was hooked. After all, these are old music powers, and the performance cannot be bad.

However, the music masters of the two countries are still not in shape.

The reporters and the audience who saw this scene in their eyes were secretly strange.

However, something stranger happened......

Because after the performance of the Yingjili Symphony Orchestra, it was the turn of the Huaxia Symphony Orchestra to take the stage.

But these masters who had been absent-minded before suddenly sat up straight one by one, their faces showing unprecedented concentration, and even a trace of nervousness in their eyes.

Seeing this scene, many people were in an uproar.

"What's the situation?"

"it!"

"These masters don't care about the bands of their own country, why do they care so much about the Huaxia band?"

"There's a problem! Definitely there is a problem! ”

“……”

This time.

Many international audiences, who were originally indifferent to the Chinese Symphony Orchestra, were curious.

Could it be that there is something special about the Huaxia Symphony Orchestra that has attracted the special attention of these masters?

There are also some people who think of Wang Mo's "Symphony of Destiny", but they quickly expel it from their minds, and it is really that thought that he himself feels impossible.

on stage.

The members of the Huaxia Symphony Orchestra have taken their seats one after another.

Before the huge team could fully enter the stadium, it caused a burst of exclamations.

Without it!

It's just that there are too many people on stage this time.

There are fifty or sixty people in the string ensemble alone! It includes a violin group of nearly 30 people, a viola group of more than 10 people, a cello group of more than 10 people, and a double bass group of 8 people.

In the woodwind group, there are eleven or two people in the long pipe, oboe, clarinet, and bassoon.

Brass group, French horn, trumpet, trombone, tuba also more than ten people.

Finally, there were five or six members of the percussion group.

All the members combined, almost ninety!

Such a large symphony orchestra has surpassed the number of members of all symphony orchestras that have been staged before, and the audience is shocked to see it.

"My mom, so many people?"

"What a huge team!"

"Huaxia, what are you going to perform? Do you need so many people? ”

"I think of a sentence: there are a lot of stationery for poor students."

"The more people there are, the more complex and changeable the symphony becomes, can Wang Mo master such a symphony?"

"Even the "Symphony of the River of Dreams" performed in Australia just now has less than sixty members, right?"

"So many people, what about the trouble? Could it be that Wang Mo thought that the more people played, the more magnificent the music would be? Isn't that. If the more people perform, the more shocking the music will be, then it is better to hold a concert of 10,000 people. ”

"What China likes most is to pile up the number of people, and it likes to make big scenes, thinking that the more people, the better. But it's not for every occasion! ”

“……”

There is amazement.

There was a shock.

There are also doubts.

It's just that all the members of the performance who are already sitting on the stage at this moment don't care about the discussion off the stage, and each of them has a divine look in their eyes, as if they are about to complete some mission.

At this moment, they are passionate and full of fighting spirit.

The conductor is still Cao Bin.

The top conductor in China had a solemn expression, he bowed deeply to the audience, and then walked up to the conducting round with his baton: "Mr. Wang Mo's work "Symphony of Destiny", please appreciate it. ”

With that, he turned to face the orchestra.

There was silence.

Even the viewers and netizens who were watching the show held their breath.

All eyes were on the Huaxia Symphony Orchestra, waiting for their upcoming performance.

Tick.

Tick.

When the spirit of the crowd is united.

I saw Cao Bin's right hand wave suddenly.

Knock knock knock ~~~

Knock knock knock ~~~

The silence is broken by a four-note melody played by the clarinet and string ensemble, and the four powerful notes resemble a knock on the door, full of shocking power, like four impacts knocking on the door of fate, and then opening a magnificent chapter of fate!

Just a few seconds.

It's just the opening breath.

The strong impact of the music stirred up the blood in everyone's chest.

Everyone's eyes widened suddenly.

Countless exclamations erupted.

"Oh my God!"

"What is this?"

"My heart almost jumped!"

"This is the symphony composed by Wang Mo?"

"Oh God!"

“……”

At this moment, "Symphony of Destiny" finally appeared on the Blue Star! (End of chapter)