"Thank you. Increasing your artistic knowledge is the greatest significance of today." Fan Ning expressed his understanding calmly.
Luo Yin on the other side said: "For the position of permanent conductor, even in the symphony orchestra of the Conservatory of Music, Mr. Fan Ning has broken the record for the age of taking office. Among those present today, there are several other summer art festivals.
The conductors of the conservatory also have more famous soloists who work with their orchestras. They should all be ten or twenty years older than you..."
Fan Ning nodded: "So for me, what I look forward to most at the condolence event is to be able to see and hear their musical techniques and artistic ideas. Not only are multiple famous artists displaying them one after another, but the presentation method may also be different from a step-by-step concert.
different."
As everyone approached the spacious and high-ceilinged ceremony room, more and more mourners with solemn expressions began to appear around them.
Looking from this position to the choir stalls under the dome, it is perhaps the most gorgeous and solemn perspective in the church. Everything there is exquisite art, including stone steps, benches, curtains, oil paintings, and sculptures.
…All kinds of gold, silver or silk utensils are gorgeous and eye-catching, and even a small candle on the corridor is engraved with exquisite and complicated patterns.
On the high ground behind the choir stalls is the organ bandstand, and in front of it is the sacrament altar, decorated with flowers, where the coffin containing the body of the poet Bassani lies quietly.
"President, I'm here." When he was still more than 20 meters away from the holy altar, Fan Ning saw a familiar figure in the front row of the altar. It was not appropriate to make loud noises in a solemn environment, but Fan Ning
Just by speaking in a low voice, the figure in the distance heard the sound and turned around to get up.
He has sharp features, dark skin, burly body, almost bald head, limbs as stable as cables, and eyes as sharp as knives. He is none other than President Viadrin.
However, the seat he just sat in seems to be the seat of the members of the inspection team?
"Carolen, long time no see... Mr. and Mrs. McAdam? Miss Luo Yin?" As early as when Viadlin turned his head, Fan Ning heard his low voice, but it seemed to be transmitted twenty meters away through the air.
A ringing sound in my ears.
…The president should be quite surprised that I am standing with Luo Yin’s family. Fan Ning heard the change in the tone behind it, but he felt that the president’s tone and expression seemed to be a little bit complicated in addition to surprise.
Element?
"President, if you don't go back to Woodpecker Consulting Office, I'm afraid you won't even be able to find your office room number." Confused, Fan Ning was still in a relaxed mood and made a joke.
"It is true that we can withdraw, and I will wait for you to take over as soon as possible." Viadlin's expression returned to normal, "Hello, Mr. and Mrs. McAdam, and Miss Luo Yin."
...What's the situation? What did I take over? Fan Ning was a little dumbfounded for a moment.
"Good afternoon, Sir Viadrin." Luo Yin stepped forward lightly and bowed Yingying.
"The School of Guidance has gained a profound one, congratulations." What McAdam said made Fan Ning's eyes light up.
It turns out that this is the case. The president is considered a "promotion"? He has entered the senior leadership of the Guidance School?
After MacAdam and Viadlin finished shaking hands, he glanced at his wife, and then cast his distant gaze on the flowers on the altar: "Mr. Bassani was able to see both of his students promoted to the Knower during his lifetime.
This is the greatest relief on my deathbed..."
...Who are the two students...referring to? Fan Ning silently observed their expressions and tone.
One should be the President, he seems to have been successfully promoted to the Knower recently, and the other?... Doesn’t seem to refer to MacAdam himself, the Marquise is also a Knower? As the wife of the President of the Bologna School, this is considered
It makes sense... but she and the president come from the same school, and are both students of Bassani? Do they have a brother-sister relationship?
Among Bassani's various public identities, he is the most famous in the world as "the great poet", but he is also a famous musician who plays the cello.
According to Mr. Anton’s letter, Sir Viadrin should have considerable attainments in the piano; and Luo Yin’s mother, Marquess Yinlaian McAdam, was a famous soprano singer at the end of the last century in her youth.
After her marriage, she gradually shifted her career focus from being in front of the stage to being behind the stage, and became a well-known cultural critic, music salonist, and art collector in Theolain.
Could it be that the president in his youth was a suitor of this soprano singer? Based on Viadlin's expression that he had inadvertently revealed before, Fan Ning vaguely guessed some old events in his mind.
"I am sincerely happy that you have overcome the difficult hurdles in life." The Marquise gracefully expressed her congratulations, "If I guess correctly, the legendary pianist who once conquered music fans from all over the world with his brilliant skills and made countless female admirers crazy
Coming back."
"A lucky pursuit of knowledge in my twilight years." Viadlin shook his head and smiled, "Whether it's the pace of the mysterious side or anything else, I can be considered a laggard."
After chatting for a few minutes, he waved to everyone: "I won't disturb you all for now..." His eyes turned from Marquis McAdam to Luo Yin, and finally fell on Fan Ning, "...Carolen, the two artists of McAdam and his wife
Be well-educated and seize the opportunity to get along with me. I hope you will benefit."
From Viadlin's eyes, Fan Ning not only read appreciation, but also a hint of "come on".
"Okay, president." Fan Ning agreed seriously. The president must have expressed his relief and encouragement when he heard that he had been promoted quickly.
Shortly after Viadrin returned to the auditorium, a brown-haired and blue-eyed gentleman walked forward slowly, took off his hat and saluted. He was about 35 years old, holding a gilt cane, and holding a baton in his other hand.
music score.
His gesture showed elegance and humility: "Dear Mr. and Mrs. McAdam, it is an honor to meet your family. The last time we met the beautiful Miss Luo Yin was in 912 New Year, on the 20th of the death of Master Rolfing at the Royal Academy of Music.
Anniversary' concert."
This man is the famous conductor, composer, and chief conductor of the Royal Academy of Music Symphony Orchestra Adonis. He has gained such a reputation in the art world and holds the top position as the leader of the Imperial Student Orchestra. It is extremely rare for him at his age.
"Excellent performance, nice to meet you." Luo Yin responded with a smile with impeccable etiquette.
"Conductor Adonis, I look forward to your performance in the premiere of Symphonic Poem No. 3 in F major." McAdam maintained his usual calm and calm tone.
Adonis chatted with Luo Yin and his daughter for a few minutes and then left. Another gentleman of similar age came up to say hello. He was the famous pianist Di, who was performing a concerto with the Symphony Orchestra of the National Conservatory of Music in Tiolo. Towa.
The pianist bowed slightly: "My Lord, Marquis MacAdam, I would like to express my solemn greetings to you and your wife. Miss Luo Yin, I learned from several music salons that you collected the "Twenty-Four Piano Exercises of Uchiro" recorded below in the first half of the year. "Complete Collection of Songs", I can't help but feel a little flattered."
Luo Yin smiled softly: "The batch of records released by Hoffman Records Publishing Company at the beginning of the year are all high-level works of sincerity."
A few people chatted for about ten minutes, and more people came over.
While Mrs. MacAdam was greeting her, Marquis MacAdam said to Fan Ning: "You can visit or socialize on your own first... If you are confident about showing yourself to the inspection team later, I will give you appropriate consideration in return in terms of evaluation." Then he turned back. .
...Will Mr. Fan Ning be unhappy? After responding to the other party's greetings, Luo Yin took two steps to the side where Fan Ning was, curled his lips and said: "Now you see, people who visit our family on such occasions always I'm overwhelmed..." She deliberately lowered her voice as if she was whispering, "After the condolence activities and funeral are over in the evening, we can talk on the way back."
"Oh?...Oh! Okay." Fan Ning, who was looking up at the sky, briefly pulled his eyes away and agreed without thinking, not knowing how much he heard what the two people just said.
...My worries seemed unnecessary. Luo Yin was a little bit dumbfounded, but his expression was obviously relieved: "I'll look for you that night."
"Okay, okay." Fan Ning returned his attention to the ubiquitous murals on the vault.
"Every painting...every scene...every fragment...all of them are treasures, masterpieces, masterpieces, and priceless artistic treasures..." Fan Ning couldn't help but murmured.
There are many horizontal marble protrusions at the top of the church, which act like a "frame" or "screen" and divide the dome into several parts. A mural painted with the theme of the Holy Sun Church's classics "The Sutra of Enlightenment" and "The Sutra of Judgment" jointly painted with Cecivalos.
Each scene is surrounded by vivid and different human bodies. The images are majestic and powerful. Fan Ning feels that he is one step closer to the vague inspiration when he first saw the church.
Is it a chant? Is it singing? It belongs to the category of vocal music? Although the specific musical vocabulary is not yet clear, Fan Ning is very sure that it is a humming, soul-cleansing, and continuous sacred sound.
Under the extremely high inspiration, he began to have a series of hallucinations, and the entire church vault seemed to be shaking violently because it could not bear the weight of these murals.
Like a flood, the high-pitched inspiration quickly fell, and the things in his sight returned to normal. However, Fan Ning could not help but hold his chest with one hand and his chin with the other, and began to think deeply about the feeling that the sound in his head had just made him feel.
The twelve bells rang, and at noon, there were fewer and fewer people walking around. Fan Ning, who was interrupted by the bells from contemplation, found that he had inadvertently walked to the side below the sacrament altar, and he hurriedly walked faster
Quickly, he walked back to the reception area with a slight stoop, and found a place to sit at the back.
During this period, he naturally glanced at the first few rows. In the first row, besides McAdam and Viadlin, there were two acquaintances. The first was Bishop Christopher, whom he had met not long ago.
He looked at himself and smiled.
The Bishop of Ufranser was also invited to be a member of this inspection team? Based on the membership levels of other extraordinary organizations, he is also a knower.
There is another "acquaintance" in quotation marks, it is Inspector He Meng from the Special Inspection Department. Fan Ning "knows" him "very well", but he only knows Vasius.
Judging from the bouquets placed on the benches at the banquet, there should be seven people in the first row. Fan Ning paid attention to their seats with interest.
Possibly due to the influence of Pogorelich's status as the leader of the discussion group in the Special Patrol Office, He Meng sat in the middle, with McAdam, Christopher and Viadlin on his left.
Now there are high-level representatives from the four major official informed organizations in Dioren, but what makes Fan Ning curious is what is happening with the three empty seats on the other side?
The sound of slightly denser footsteps sounded, and a large group of solemn mourners and church clergy surrounded the three gentlemen as they slowly entered the venue and walked to the first row.
The gentleman at the head was obviously old, but his neatly combed gray hair and crisp suit made him look as energetic as the others. Behind him were two gentlemen in tuxedos, one of whom was about forty or fifty years old.
One is about thirty or forty years old.
The four Understanders led by He Meng stood up at the same time and shook hands with them one by one. The condolences in the rear, including Fan Ning, also stood up one after another and waited for them to sit down before taking their seats.
This is the courtesy enjoyed by the world's top artists, or those with the official title of "Boethius Artist".
After seeing their faces and comparing them with the portraits, posters or record covers in his memory, Fan Ning was stunned.
Svelink, born in 832 AD, is now 81 years old. He is a veteran master of romantic music. He has been famous as early as the era of orthodoxy. His representative works include the piano music and picture collection "Steam and Speed" and "Orchestral Preludes".
, as well as the symphonic poem "Summer Night at Beech" that Fan Ning will conduct at the concert this time.
Schillings was born in the year 865 of the New Calendar. He had been determined since his youth and spent nearly 30 years creating the "First Symphony "Untitled". He single-handedly led the "pure music" camp to initiate the "titled music" camp.
Counterattack, a high-level summary of classical techniques and a successful breakthrough in humanistic philosophy, has earned him the title of "The Successor of Gilles" among music critics. His other works are also famous works that are widely performed around the world.
Niemann, born in 876 AD, is a good friend of Schillings. Compared with the first two people from the Kingdom of Holy Janus, this one is a musician born and raised in Tioleon and an alumnus of Fan Ning. He studied in St.
The "Piano Concerto No. 1 in C minor" premiered at the Graduation Concert of the Conservatory of Music shocked the world. Simply speaking from the graduation concert period, this had a much greater response than Fan Ning's "Symphony No. 1". He did not
At the age of forty, he was called a "great composer", and many people in the music industry even considered him a "master."
Four enlightened men and three music masters attended the condolence event for the poet Bassani. This standard is really terrifying. Looking at it this way, the jury line-up for the impromptu performance at the Saint Lenia Conservatory of Music, although there were three
There are knowledgeable people who teach, but there is simply no comparison with the current situation.
Fan Ning's breathing even began to quicken slightly.
Previously, he didn't pay much attention to what McAdam said, "It depends on whether you are sure to accept the inspection." He didn't bother to guess in advance what theme or element today's inspection activities would be centered around, but now he is a little nervous, and he is getting more and more nervous.
The more nervous I think.
Three current romantic music masters! What concept? You would never have thought of having this kind of experience in your previous life!
——To use a very appropriate metaphor, this means that if you want to go up to show it later, the people below listening to your performance are Mendelssohn, Schumann, Chopin in the previous life, or other music masters of the same period.
And they also have the purpose of inspection or review.
Fan Ning was really panicked, and his palms were slightly sweaty.