Chapter 326: First Movement: Poem of Awakening (3): Mystery
"soga..."
"Senior is so awesome!"
"Which Shostakovich song is it specifically? Can you send me the score for research? If it's too late and it's inconvenient, you can tell me the name first and I'll look for it myself~"
"Crab [animated expression] will treat you to dinner another day!"
Xu Xinyi, the choir's current singing partner, sent four or five messages back to Fan Ning in a row.
...Although this cute school girl’s chatting method is correct, does her preference seem a bit unique? Fan Ning’s right index finger tapped the back of the phone case.
After returning to the environment of Blue Star, he felt that some of his personality, habits and memories from his previous life were gradually recovering.
All the school girls who play piano are particularly fond of Chopin and often ask themselves for advice, but this is probably the first time that they are interested in "Old Chopin" to the extent that they want to study the score.
Fan Ning was a little confused, but it was not an important matter.
The full name of "Shostakovich's Symphony No. 9 in E flat major" flashed through his mind. As the composer typed the first six characters again, those familiar notes seemed to be about to open up.
Like, desire wants to flow out of your mind.
But the next moment, he suddenly deleted the six words he typed.
"Paper No. 7 of the Sound Series Fragment!?" Although the invisible power could not be used for some reason, a sense of vigilance came from the depths of the spiritual world.
He re-clicked on the picture of the abbreviated piano score of "Xiao Jiu" sent by Xu Xinyi.
Zoom in and slide to take a closer look at every detail.
Then, he found faint marks circled by pencil on several chords and bass notes.
Fan Ning's eyes froze.
"Hello passengers, you have arrived at your destination safely... Please pay attention to avoid pedestrians and vehicles before opening the door. Please pay attention to the safety of the surrounding environment. You are welcome to use it again."
As the arrival announcement of the online car-hailing service rang in my ears, the car stopped at the gate of a commercial housing complex in the urban-rural fringe with a very low occupancy rate.
Fan Ning packed her bag and got out of the car without saying a word.
Under the dim streetlight, he stepped through the useless revolving community gate and walked towards a unit deep inside.
Fan Ning's whole body was refreshed, thinking that his father was finally connected to the Internet, but when he raised his phone and saw -
The name of the note that called was not Fan Chenxun, but steel partner Xu Xinyi!
Her profile picture is a selfie of a girl sitting in front of the piano. She has shoulder-length black hair, slightly curled at the ends, and a quirky and playful expression.
Fan Ning frowned instinctively. Although this school girl was very cute and had gotten along well with her in the past, his personal relationship with her didn't seem to be close enough to allow him to make direct calls late at night.
He declined the call request from the other party.
And it was too much of a coincidence.
When he realized that this piece of music was one of the fragments of the music series, he felt a sense of uneasy vigilance lingering in his mind.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuu"
"Senior?"
"[animated emoticon]"
Xu Xinyi sent three more messages.
Then Fan Ning realized a more direct problem:
The direct reason for the voice call from this school girl seemed to be because she hesitated to delete it after typing it, then got off the car and walked a certain distance, and did not reply to her for more than ten minutes.
Late at night, I asked myself about a work and asked for a score, and then I didn’t receive a reply for ten minutes, so I just called him via voicemail?
It might be better not to think about this matter in detail, if you do.
Fan Ning, who had already stepped into the unit building, suddenly felt a little chilly all over.
The elevator is going down.
After thinking for a while, he picked up his mobile phone and faced the continuous messages and [Rejected] records sent by his classmates on the chat interface. He quickly entered a line of words in a calm and questioning tone:
"By the way, where did you find the picture..."
The other party quickly replied:
"I came across this while browsing online. I thought about the sound effects and thought it was interesting, so I came to ask you."
The light in the corridor was a bit dazzling, and Fan Ning narrowed his eyes slightly.
This was obviously something she had taken on her cell phone! Where did she get it from the Internet?
This abbreviated piano score of "Xiao Jiu" comes from a sight-reading case in a reference book "Orchestral Score Reading" that I bought. Fan Ning only remembered it after he discovered the pencil marks he had sketched after he had just zoomed in.
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What does she want to do? There are 11 fragments of music from the old industrial world, and there are more than one photo that she took on Blue Star. Why do you only care about this Shostakovich work?
What would happen if I subconsciously told her the title of the work, or directly found the score file online and sent it to her?
Fan Ning recalled the feeling when he was about to type his full name and the familiar notes were about to burst out from his memory.
"Qiong told me to be careful about 'Miss Scarlet' before we parted. I promised with all my heart, but something unexpected happened in the blink of an eye. There must be something wrong with all of this... Could it be that the initiator behind that token was
Is it 'Miss Crimson'? Or the other apostle who is on the opposite side of her game? What is the other party's intention?"
"If this is a dream, the other party seems to want to know something from me, but it cannot directly read my deep knowledge. Even the pictures of the modern world that I see myself may not be directly visible, so it can only use the help of
Some of my surface memories, through special media, quietly guide out the deep information it wants to know?."
"But this is just a conjecture. I can't completely rule out the possibility of actually returning to Blue Star. Which experience before the coma during the concert is the 'reality before waking up from the dream'? It's really hard to tell... plus the intangible
I have lost my strength, and I don’t dare to mess around here, and I don’t dare to try to wake up by hurting myself or destroying foreign objects..."
Fan Ning watched the LCD signs of the elevator descending layer by layer, and his brain started working rapidly.
"Senior, tell me quickly~"
"[Voice message](13s)"
"[Voice message](59s)"
"[Voice message](59s)"
Another four consecutive beeps.
"Ding dong——" The elevator door opened and Fan Ning stepped in.
He rented this property at the junction of urban and rural areas that is convenient for commuting. Although it is located in a remote location and has a very low occupancy rate, the rental price is cheap, and it was recently renovated. The lighting facilities are complete, and the ground is brand new and clean. It is far less dark than outside the community.
But this choir girl kept asking about a piece of music for no reason at all in the middle of the night, making phone calls and sending long voice messages. Such abnormal and neurotic behavior made him feel a little creepy.
His eyes swept over the unheard red dot on the right side of the voice message, then directly clicked on "Delete Contact" in the upper right corner of the business card, and hovered his thumb over the "Confirm" key.
But after thinking about it, I didn’t press it and tried to reply:
“My first impression of this score should be Shostakovich, but I can’t remember which one it is specifically [laughing and crying].”
"Go to sleep first, and I'll let you know if I remember it tomorrow."
The other party continued to type a reply quickly:
"You must know that, right?"
"Senior, I have been paying attention to you and know where you will live after graduation. If you can't remember it for a moment, I can think about it with you tonight."
"I'll be waiting for you at your door~"
The elevator door slowly closed and the floor began to rise.