Chapter 365 First Movement Poems of Awakening (42): Giant Symphony
Song (2 in 1)
"He Meng came to the Southern Continent?"
"Yes, Xilan said that only Owen and Mr. Wax showed up at the donation ceremony. Could it be that the two inspector generals, He Meng and Gang, left the Northern Continent directly afterwards?"
As this large wave of upper-class gentlemen and ladies filed in, Fan Ning naturally watched their backs like the two or three music fans around him.
Speaking of which, since even Pogorelic is active in the Southern Continent, it is not a very strange thing to see one of his followers. However, as far as tonight's occasion is concerned, I arrived in the Southern Continent and listened at will.
At his first concert, he happened to meet He Meng, whom he had just had a confrontation with and escaped from under his nose.
Combined with Massenegu's previous friendly "recommendation", this makes people subconsciously doubt whether the purpose of this person's visit here is to find out the whereabouts of "Fanning" and "Schele".
However, Fan Ning was fully confident in the ability of "Fountain in Painting" to disguise himself, and he immediately realized that the purpose of He Meng's visit was "potential artists", but the person he was targeting tonight was not him, he should be on stage.
That conductor.
At this time, a young gentleman wearing a black suit but a messy bow tie trotted out:
"Is it Mr. Chretien from the Mising Chamber of Commerce? Commander Walter asked me to send over the tickets I left. I'm sorry to keep you waiting."
"Where, thank you, thank you." Chretien bowed and opened the Z-shaped tickets in the envelope.
"Due to the unexpectedly good box office of this concert, there were too many internal ticket requests from colleagues, media and superiors, so I was unable to reserve VIP tickets. Your seats are still on the first floor, but they are a bit to the side and back.
Please understand."
"It's okay, it's okay, you're too polite. Say hello to conductor Bruno Walter for me, and thank him for personally recommending our family's Miss Nightingale for the famous singer competition." Chrétien looked as usual and thanked him one after another.
In his eyes, this was slightly lower than expected, but the essence of the matter was that he was the host and the guests of the caravan were "invited" to attend the concert of a famous conductor. The connections he made were very respectable.
the root cause.
After the assistant explained, he stopped being polite, smiled politely, nodded, waved and left.
"Would Walter, as the permanent commander, not even be able to retain the internal VIP ticket? Or he would not give it away. Since he gave it away, it means that he recognized his friendship with the Chretien family, but the attack was in the second-class area. This is different from the original
It’s not the same thing when professors from the University of Saint-Lenia deliberately only took second-class internal tickets at the Santa Ramburg Summer Arts Festival in order to boost the box office rankings..."
Fan Ning, who was quite familiar with the serious music and entertainment industry, felt a little surprised. Of course, he had a funny mentality, so he couldn't help but wonder if the conductor was not doing well.
After everyone entered the ticket checking hall, they picked up the track list one after another.
"Oh, it's him." Fan Ning, who was lowering his head to read, suddenly blinked.
He had seen the signature of "Bruno Walter" on the orange and red strip on Ann's invitation before, but he didn't remember who it was. Afterwards, everyone talked about it several times and didn't remember it until he read the detailed information on the back of the track list.
Artist profile…
Conductor Walter is an authentic Janus native of the Western Continent. He was born, grew up and studied in the art capital of San Pelto. His teacher is the composer master and piano master Zimmer of the Holy Janus Kingdom Music Academy.
Professor Mann, Miss Lausanne, the guest conductor of the old symphony orchestra, studied with this master when she studied abroad.
Yes, Impressionist musician Miss Lausanne is conductor Walter’s junior sister.
According to her minor memories of chatting with Lausanne, she thought that her senior brother was talented, but his personality was a little weird, or a bit "off", and he had never been able to get along well in the music circle of San Perto.
It went well, and then I simply went abroad to find a job...
The Akobi Symphony Orchestra he is currently in is actually of good quality. Akobi is another city-state principality in the "Three City-States and Seven Islands" of the United Principality of Feton, in addition to Tiya City and Misin City. The official orchestra of this principality ranks the highest in the South.
Ranked 3rd in the mainland and 30th in the world.
——The top ten in the world include 25 first-rate, 44 second-rate and 117 third-rate. The Akobi Symphony Orchestra is located behind the first-rate professional orchestra. With Walter, a "blade holder" who comes from the orthodox Janus family
", I went abroad to find a job in the Southern Continent, where the development of symphony music is relatively backward. It is reasonable to be a "music director" in this troupe. As a permanent conductor, it is somewhat of an embarrassing position. If you encounter a difficult boss to deal with, the director
, it will be very uncomfortable to be stuck in the second-in-command position...
This is Tia, not Akobi. They are here for a tour. The Festival Concert Hall is their away game, but the permanent conductor will not be able to reserve VIP tickets, even if there are many VIPs asking for tickets internally.
In this way, Fan Ning began to wonder whether this Mr. Walter still failed to establish a good relationship with the music circle here in the Southern Continent...
Building relationships is also a skill. Like me before, when I first took up the position of permanent conductor, I convinced the director, superiors and school leaders, and then I could talk and laugh with peers from different schools, nobles, halls, churches and music critics. It is indeed a person who can
Not much...
Fan Ning followed the instructions on the ticket number plate to find the entrance and continued to think. Just as he was about to enter with the marked number, the staff interrupted his thoughts with a polite voice:
"Sorry, according to the regulations of the principality, the little girl next to you cannot enter the first floor to watch the show."
Principality regulations? The principality regulations here actually mean the church regulations.
Fan Ning glanced at him doubtfully, but Luna took the initiative and said, "Just help me change the seat of the ticket stub."
"Thank you for your cooperation. I'll give you a seat in the box on the third floor." The staff member took the ticket from her hand and began to search the densely marked floor plan.
"Mr. Scheler, let's go in first." Chretien didn't care about the episode itself, but considering Scheler and Luna's teacher-student relationship, he still added an explanation, "Today's Feton is right
There are almost no real restrictions on 'The Lost One', but there is still a special place during the 'Flower Ceremony' period, so we can just let her come to us after the show is over."
Fan Ning frowned and was about to say something else——
"Mr. Inspector, the entrance to your seat is over here." A feminine man's voice sounded, and a large group of gentlemen and ladies in suits and ties passed behind Fan Ning again.
"Bishop Carlestini, you are welcome to do so." He Meng said in a low voice, and at the same time, the sound of his silver cane touching the ground was heard.
"Here comes Deputy Director Rause Giesino." Next to him, another gentle lady holding a folding fan thanked him.
"Haha, Miss Anna, you don't have to be polite. My father is participating in the famous singer competition at the opera house tonight. The waiting party is over. As the host, I arranged for the guests to get together again. Walter directed the inspection of the inspector and the bishop.
It will be a pleasure to come." The young man named Senesino seemed to be the manager of the theater. He wore a pair of ivory spectacles and watched these dignitaries enter with a big smile.
When he noticed Bishop Calestini in a pink cloak and took a look at the little girl with a special appearance next to him, he did not forget to emphasize to the staff in a professional manner:
"You should do a good job in venue management."
In response to a flurry of promises from the staff, and after a brief farewell before the start of the performance and a few nutritious greetings, this group of concert VIPs finally entered the venue one after another.
The closest distance between Fan Ning and the group of passers-by behind him was less than one meter.
"The Anna next to He Meng is the former liaison officer of Captain Salman. According to the intelligence, she is a mid-level investigator. Ever since I pretended to be Vasius and called back the "safety report" call from Fort Santalan, she also became a real
She has made connections with the boss. She should have been the original investigator of the apostle incident. She followed her boss’s boss on such a long trip this time?..."
"As for Bishop Carlestini in the peach red cloak, I'm afraid he is also a man of knowledge. He should not be the same as the high-ranking 'flower-touched man' he met when he got lost on the journey, but they are all like this.
The feminine and soft temperament..."
At this time, Fan Ning was playing with the torn ticket stub in his hand, thinking about some concerns and possible risks in his mind.
"Teacher, I'll be here to wait for you as soon as the show ends." Luna took the replacement ticket stub and turned to leave.
The little girl's tone was calm, her back looked a little lonely, and she quickly disappeared into the crowd.
"Give me another box, the same one in the last row."
Fan Ning handed over the ticket stub.
"Sir, what are you doing?" the staff member expressed confusion.
"Exchange the high price for a low price. There are also spare seats in the corner. Can't I exchange it?"
"Okay, okay, please wait a moment."
In the somewhat surprised looks of Chretien and Massenegou, Fan Ning quickly dove into the crowd.
"Teacher?" Luna walked and found a figure beside her shoulder.
She quickly put away her depressed mood just now.
"Are you still in a good mood?" Fan Ning looked straight ahead.
"I'm very happy, I can hear a symphony soon." The little girl smiled, "But teacher, your ears are more demanding, and the sound effect of the private room on the third floor is definitely not as good as that on the first floor."
The concert hall is not an "auction house" or "entertainment and leisure venue". In most cases, the side "box" area on the second or third floor is not an expensive place as others think.
In solo or chamber music ensembles, its value may be equal to that of the side on the first floor. After all, it does not have such a great impact on the listening effect, and the field of view is wider.
But the symphony...the placement design of those musical instrument parts, to a certain extent, serves the sound effect of the seats in the 5-10 rows in the middle of the first floor. The sides will cause more or less volume imbalance problems.
Especially if you encounter a performance where the conductor or orchestra is not very good, you may be really noisy to death by certain parts, and you may not be able to hear certain parts clearly even if you prick up your ears. In this case, the sound of the private room
The value is not even comparable to the corner of the first floor, but it is only a slightly better choice than the far back of the second floor.
The two of them sat down in the corner of the last row of the boxes on the right side of the third floor. Due to some delay, the musicians had already entered the venue. From here, you could see the golden "killer" in the hands of the tuba player, as well as several others.
The background of the double bass player's suffering and hatred.
The sound of the timpanist's test hammers was clanging, and Fan Ning leisurely fanned the wind with the playlist: "Would you mind telling me the traditional reason for this provision of the church?"
"Awakening Chant." The little girl said immediately, "Since the 'discolored ones' are considered to be creatures that the 'Fanghui Poet' cannot touch, it is naturally not a good sign if you get too close to the artists at a concert.
, maybe a performance that could have successfully awakened Him failed to do so in the end, which is why such restrictions were made during the 'Flower Ceremony'... In fact, I don't want to be the person who might ruin the artist's feat. I was planning to take the initiative just now.
Asked for replacement."
"Actually, the situation is much better today." Seeing Fan Ning looking at her, dimples appeared on her pale cheeks again, "If I were born half a century ago, I would not be allowed to enter concert halls and opera houses at all, and there would be no record industry.
If I were born, I would never be able to hear a symphony in my life; if I were born a hundred or two hundred years ago, I would most likely have been abandoned by my parents and died of various reasons while living on the streets... You see
, although my status in the family is insignificant now, they still treat me well, and my fate is much happier than that of those poor farmers or laborers."
Fan Ning was speechless when he heard this.
"So teacher, it's not easy to hear a masterpiece like 'Giant' premiering in Tiya. You came to such a position, with your aesthetic requirements..."
"It's okay, pretty much the same." Fan Ning waved his hand nonchalantly.
The little girl said "Oh", looked down at the track list carefully, and asked curiously:
"Teacher, as a musician like you, do you already know the content of each symphony well before listening to it, and can you clearly identify many professional issues?"
"This is not necessarily true. There are too many serious musical works. It depends on the situation."
"What about the 'Giant' symphony?"
"Know a little bit."
The concertmaster was leading the orchestra to tune the music, and Fan Ning changed into a more comfortable position.
Warm applause rang out, and a gentleman in a tuxedo entered with a baton. This conductor, Bruno Walter, was about thirty years old. He had a typical Western Continental appearance, with neat hair, light green pupils, and a broad forehead. He was quiet as he walked.
His smile and his overall gentle and elegant temperament are difficult to associate with Miss Lausanne's assessment of his eccentric character.
After Walter saluted on the left and right sides of the stage, he climbed onto the podium and signaled the band to take their places.
Carolyn Van Ning, "Symphony No. 1 in D major".
A very weak violin treble la appears in the air. This is when the violinists press their fingers on the highest position of the E string, then hold the bow and gently rub it on it at an almost stagnant speed, like the sunrise in the morning.
The mist, light and coolness in front of me.
"la——mi——"
Under the transparent background sound of string friction, the "breathing motive" was played by various wind instruments in sequence, and made a descending fourth degree in the key of D minor. Everything revived in the dim light, with a hint of gloom and mystery.
The warm and light triplet "Blooming Motive" jumps upward in a roundabout way, which is a metaphor for the blooming of a hundred flowers.
The two-note octave of the oboe penetrated the clouds like a ray of morning light, piercing the sky, and then was blocked by the thick clouds.
The timpani makes a dull roar, and the long, low chromatic lines are played by the strings. Some kind of restless vitality is sprouting underground.
The breathing motivation is staggered and intertwined, and more and more life is awakening, flowers bloom, birds open their eyes, branches sprout, and insects poke their heads out of the soil.
Most of the audience present were listening to it for the first time, and a small number had heard the record recorded by the old symphony orchestra. However, the live performance was fundamentally different from the recording. This short, mysterious and ethereal introduction had already made them deeply involved.
, those fragmented motives carry a certain hazy but heart-stopping power in the presentation, retelling, and evolution.
"It is indeed Fan Ning's famous work after graduating last year." Many music critics present in Tia City couldn't help but sigh in their hearts, "This great composer who is famous in the Northern Continent has the first symphony in his artistic career.
Already achieved extraordinary things”
There were 6 rows of guest seats on the first floor of the symphony hall, but investigator Anna frowned slightly as she listened. She looked at Chief He Meng who was sitting next to him with his eyes closed, and felt that he had been assigned at the leaders' joint dream meeting before.
Before leaving for the inspection mission, there seemed to be one thing that we still didn't ask for clarification on.
This "potential artist" thing is to make plans for the Harvest Art Festival, to cultivate a group of musicians who are truly friendly to the Special Tour Hall and can rival Fan Ning's current influence.
But shouldn’t there be some secret guidance when it comes to song selection?
If a conductor chooses Fan Ning's works during an inspection, who does it belong to if he is promoted?