Chapter 346: First Movement: Poems of Awakening (23): Murderous Intent
Fan Ning's eagerness to try was controlled by him just right.
As a middle-level knowledgeable person, Masenegu had no idea that his life was hanging by a thread.
The other person's face was calm and he was not in a hurry.
He took out another small cloth bag from his big suitcase and put the gold coins in it one by one.
Then he tied the mouth of the bag with a straw rope and then slowly said:
"The thing is like this. The Special Inspection Office has widely announced a few days ago that in order to strengthen the discovery and cultivation of artistic talents, it is soliciting letters of recommendation from 'potential musicians' from all continents. As long as the ones submitted are relatively low-profile musicians,
However, after being inspected by them and determined to have relatively higher actual attainments or potential, the recommender will receive a large and generous reward."
"Those who are famous as young musicians or below and are recognized as having 'famous' achievements or high potential will be rewarded 300 pounds to the recommender; those who are famous as 'famous' or below and are recognized as having 'great' achievements or potential will be rewarded 1,000 pounds
pounds; if a potential 'master' is discovered, the recommender will be rewarded with 10,000 pounds; and if a more amazing and talented figure of the era is discovered, there will be no upper limit on the reward!"
Masenegu said with a proud smile: "You know, I have connections, this solicitation news is fresh, and I know it as fast as the music circle in the southern continent. Mr. Scheler is a writer of 'Palace Love'
Master, as soon as the first six songs of your astonishing "Winter Journey" came out last night, I had a premonition that a great troubadour was going to make a name for himself in the Southern Continent. This happened to me and I had to grab it.
Before anyone else, I wrote a letter of recommendation overnight and sent it to the Special Patrol Office's Liaison Office in Tia City, United Principality of Feton!"
"?" A concrete question mark almost appeared on Fan Ning's forehead.
I haven't even been here for 24 hours, and someone has even written a damn report and a letter of recommendation?
"20%, 200 pounds, it's not a respect, it's you who owes it." Looking at Scheler's thoughtful expression, Masenegu put the gold coin bag directly into his trouser pocket and patted it twice boldly.
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"There is no need to say thank you. After all, this is also based on your own talent. I just have a pair of eyes to discover talents and hard-working hands. Frankly speaking, it is not easy to deal with these paralyzed guys from the Special Patrol Office.
, but they are my long-term sponsors, and they are much more generous than caravans and nobles. This kind of easy and profitable job is not common. I have been a baron four years ago, and I expect to buy a third set next year.
Manor, and donate money to obtain the position of viscount. At that time, you will be a small step closer to marrying a duchess or the daughter of a duke and realizing the ultimate value of knighthood."
It turns out you are a fucking joke!!
Fan Ning forcibly suppressed the urge to kill Masenegu at the next moment, and asked in a nonchalant manner: "So, what will happen to me next?"
"Inspection, you will be interviewed and inspected, and then your talents will be exposed and you will become great." Masenegu said with a smile, "Maybe the Special Patrol Office will do it personally, but these guys who travel around the world are very busy, or they may do it in advance
Entrust the Fanghui Temple, or Queen Eleanor's royal family in Tia City-State. I don't think things will happen so quickly. There will be a lot of bad news that wants to defraud money. The screening will take time, but you don't need to deliberately prepare anything.
, just continue to express your "idyllic" inspiration in this continent. I am very confident in your talent, and I have advanced the share to you before the money from the Special Patrol Office comes down."
"Why are there so many efforts to discover musicians all of a sudden?" The red banana was too small and tasted too sweet. Fan Ning started to eat the third one.
"That 'discussion group', well, is the group of people who examine whether we, non-church knowledgeable people, are qualified to serve as 'outside transfer officers' for the Liaison Office of the Special Patrol Office. They also seem to be led and coordinated by the Special Patrol Office behind the scenes.
It is a deliberation body that develops human art, so it is their duty to tap potential musicians."
Masenegu shared his conjectures about the 'discussion group' with the troubadour who did not care about current affairs, and then said mysteriously in a tone that sounded like "insider revelations":
"But judging from the delicate timing of this solicitation, the strength of the rewards and related events, I have a guess that I think is very likely. You know, I have a wide network of social contacts and there are many sources of information."
"I guess this matter has something to do with Carolyn Van Ning, the music director of the Old Symphony Orchestra!!"
"By the way, do you know this musician? Have you heard of 'Death and the Maiden', 'E Little Concert', 'Aria Keyboard Variations'? Have you heard of 'Giant' and 'Resurrection'?"
Masenegu issued three consecutive torture questions.
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Fan Ning's long hair fluttered, feeling the soft and sweet taste on the tip of her tongue: "There has been so much noise in recent years, I have heard his name."
"Look, even Mr. Scheler, who lives in seclusion in the Western Continent, knows this." The knight commander paced back and forth, one step at a time, stepping down all the hot sharp stones hanging a millimeter or two nearby, "But
, on the premiere day of 'Resurrection Symphony' in the Northern Continent 8 days ago, he left a handover resignation letter that was unclear, and then he disappeared completely!"
"I don't know if you know that Director Fanning, who is only 24 years old, is also a prominent figure in Tioleon's official knowledgeable organization. Now everyone's latest evaluation of him is 'less than two' -
—'Only below the Master', 'Only below the Knower'. Now, he has made big news that shocked both the music world and the extraordinary world!"
"Oh." Fan Ning continued to eat bananas expressionlessly.
Masenegu lowered his voice when he said this: "Although there is no overt conflict between the forces in this matter, I estimate that Fan Ning's resignation is most likely due to a dispute with the Special Patrol Office.
What a contradiction! They are recruiting potential musicians from all continents, not only to properly fulfill their duties as a 'discussion group', but also to offer a reward to investigate Fan Ning's whereabouts after leaving without saying goodbye. This group of people loves to make a name for themselves in a legitimate way, and they can push the flow and kill two birds with one stone."
Fan Ning was silent for a long time, threw the banana peel aside, and commented with a half-smile:
"You know the Special Patrol Office."
The "guide" laughed when he heard this, "Anyway, that's what happened. I'll let you know in advance." He strode away, leaving Fan Ning behind as he walked towards the group of caravan umbrellas.
"It's a conspiracy theory. Whether it's a 'referral bonus' or a 'clue bounty' has nothing to do with us. It's all money anyway. Whether it's of this nature of investigation, all the procedures should be followed. Speaking of which, if we can really find it
Director Fanning, or find a musician with the same potential as him, then I can buy an earldom next year."
Fan Ning heard the corner of his mouth twitching. Looking at Masai Negu's back, he couldn't help but move his fingers.
"By the way, I have another suggestion." The knight commander suddenly stopped again.
"What?" Fan Ning asked subconsciously.
"It's best to change to a guitar, so that my 800-pound referral bonus will be more secure." He chewed the banana with relish, walked backwards to speak, and then turned around. Finally, Fan Ning heard a quiet admiration: