Chapter 731 Pogleric
Of course, Fanning is the main one, but not the only one, today's concentrated fire point.
For example, Ma Lai, the director who became famous after becoming a "Crescent Moon" artist, was a talented voice chief and opera actor.
Half of his sleeves had been torn off from his suit. His legs, which were unfortunately broken due to a cruise ship attack, were almost broken in chaos just now. When he was tried to return to the lounge by the bodyguard for the third time,
Fanning's walking path briefly intersects and is far away from it.
"Give it a minute, let it a minute, thank you!"
"There will be an interview opportunity tonight. Please let the director take a breath for the time being!"
"Sorry, gentlemen of painters, try to enter one by one, otherwise they will take the opportunity to lift your Malay friend's room!"
With a heavy "bang", Malai's figure was finally "pressed" by the bodyguards.
"Yes, I was in the impressionist group with Malay a few years ago." Next was the painter who was squeezed into the door, Pisaro Kumiye, who responded politely to everyone's face and covered everyone's face.
The question, while trying to pull his crappy hands and legs, "What do you think of the ending? Yes, as everyone who is in the same mood as me will experience, this tendency toward a moral whole
The end scared me, because here, defeating will, stifling desires, and extremely thorough spiritual liberation, proved to be the only one from the shackles of ordinary creatures, true and final liberation, uh, can I let my hand
Twist this door? It was blocked by your butt, hey, my tie, my tie”
Fanning's pace passed by these besieged painters and crossed the crew locker rooms that were also reduced to the battlefield.
The smell of champagne and perfume in the air taste particularly sweet.
The baritone who played Kuvenal went to the bathroom and found that his golden wig had been divided into at least twenty strands of residual hair by the audience.
There is another room diagonally opposite the door. Several clothing assistants kneel on the ground to sew Tristan's first and second acts. Each piece of its fabric is stained with lipstick marks of different colors. Ladies and ladies
Claiming this is a "sacred touch".
"Very pathological idealism! It makes people feel upset, but it has to admit that they are fascinated!" This voice came from Dominic, a romantic opera master interviewed in another door. "Death is not only various life and will here.
The solution to confrontation has also become the ultimate expression of love, and Carlon Van Ning resurrected the ancient tradition of the Hoffmann nation dancing with death!”
"Yes, yes, it was written on the top of a romantic mountain, but I think it belongs to modernity!" The Separatist Klimt sat on the leather sofa in the public area outside and posted to the long guns and short guns.
According to his own point of view, "It will eventually become the first cornerstone of modernity! From then on, music is no longer an imitation of the other side, but a real way to awaken spiritual consciousness."
Fanning's steps did not stop, and then he gently turned sideways, avoiding a Western mainland poet who was also a "crescent moon" and was full of alcohol and stumbled.
"Ha! The end of the century! Steam industry! Our civilized society has the least compassionate and the weakest product! Use prosperity to cover up mediocrity and indifference! Art is the most willful, cruel and dirty enemy! Tristan! Be careful of your enemies
!!”
The poet's drunken words that were not in line with the last words gradually drowned in the noisy crowds behind Fanning.
In front of the gilded door of the banquet hall decorated with camellia and canary reliefs, Fanning held a glass of wine from the blonde tray.
The door was opened by the side and the side.
He stepped in with a smile, and he became the next part of the crowd and voices.
The number of team members required behind an opera performance may be far beyond music fans' imagination. Even insiders in the music industry may not be able to accurately imagine if they do not have the special experience in personally conducting operas.
However, with the huge energy support of the Turner Art Cinema behind it, the Bayreuth Theater management will definitely not treat these people unfairly in terms of logistics support - the celebration banquet is very large and the atmosphere is very fanatical. This is located in the Holy City
The town in the north of the city probably has never gathered so many supplies and manpower in history.
Viadlin drank a lot of wine today, the most he consumed in recent years.
As Fanning's only famous music teacher who is still alive, he feels extremely proud and relieved. Even when he chats with the Marquis McAdam, he can smile calmly and calmly.
At one moment, he raised his glass to the empty seat where the wine glass was placed, and the face of an old-fashioned old friend flashed in his heart, and a faint feeling of melancholy finally came to his heart.
But before the wine was being imported, a member of the Guidance School hurried over, with a look that seemed a little strange.
Viadlin lowered his ears, and as he listened, the slender handle of the tall wine glass in his hand suddenly squeezed into the turbid shape of frosted glass by his fingers.
"What!? You said the current school headquarters"
Another place, Roy, wearing an orange and red evening dress, and Sheeran, wearing a white evening dress, blocked Fanning into the corner.
"Ting——"
The wine splashed on Fanning's finger.
More than ten times have been drinking, Roy's cheeks, neck and collarbone have a faint rose color, and her expression at this moment is filled with joy or relief with "a strong aura"—
"Fanning, Fanning, Master Fanning, Commander Fanning, do you know, I was almost anxious before, hahaha, I didn't expect that you are holding up such a big guy's work!"
"Uh, it's so weird, why don't you call me Carlon too?" Fanning, who had been walking outside without saying a word, was not silent or refused here. She smiled, shook her head, and drank red wine.
"Fanning, Fanning, Fanning, Senior Fanning, do you know that at least half of the mainstream magazines are now, your prediction ranking has already topped Lavoisier! First, first! So
This lady is very pleased today, so I would like to reward you for drinking more with me." Another crisp sound of clinking cups.
"Thank you for your love." Fanning coughed because of choking.
"Hey, you have to see the bottom!"
"Senior sister, do you want to slow down a little? I feel that he is almost out of reach!"
Sheeran, who also held the wine glass, did not meet him while hesitating. Of course, her weak advice was also ignored.
"I'm just a little dissatisfied." Roy picked up a cup from the tray again and ran over it. "Can you completely complete your plan and give it a complete summary? Now '7'
The Day Celebration hasn't even started. I think it's better to perform "Tristan and Isolde" as a big work. You might as well perform "The Fifth Symphony" first and change positions with each other! I know you've been a few days ago
The manuscript is finished! Why doesn’t this musical be left until the end of the Harvest Art Festival!”
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"Hey, I think the order is good at the moment." Sheeran expressed doubts, "Tristan and Isolde are so tragic. Look at the end of the finale, "The Fifth Symphony" is still needed.
This kind of victory ending from depression to light is more appropriate!”
"School sister, you don't understand, you don't understand." Roy smiled, "Trama also has subdivided types. In this relatively bad world, the ending like 'Death of Love' is obviously
happy ending'Okay! You don't understand"
She even spoke Turengalian.
"You know, you understand the best." Fan Ning laughed in silence.
"Tell me you're serious when writing it."
"Can I not concentrate or be serious when I create it?"
"Shiran, ask him again."
"Uh? OK." Sheeran's eyelashes drooped and raised again in confusion. "Carron, tell me you were serious when writing it."
"Concentrate! Serious!" Fanning smiled and nodded and shook his head, "I'll go and have some breathing for 10 minutes later."
He pushed open a side door leading to the open-air coffee table in the banquet hall.
The fresh air instantly dissipated the sweet fragrance and the wine fragrance.
After taking two steps, he left the area blocked by the rain eaves, the moonlight sprinkled from the night sky was like a basin of cold water poured on his shoulders.
It shouldn't be so cold on weekdays, but now it's like a large steel needle with a sharp chill.
Fanning's eyes also became colder.
A man stood at the edge of the platform.
He had a short straight hair, his face with typical northern features of Tiollein. A corner of the nostalgic double-breasted dress was lifted by the night wind, and it was silent for a moment, as if it was a classical relief carved from a knife
.
Chapter completed!