Fan Ning felt that he should be leaning against his seat now, breaking down and covering his face.
If the people present can't see how you behave.
He didn't know why he had acted so quickly before. Although it was necessary to write down the scores of these works according to the plan to gradually gain trust and status, there was no need to be so aggressive and just do it during practice in the morning.
It’s written!
After Bishop Tucville handed over the music score, the introduction continued: "Miss Luo Yin, I must explain that this "Toccata and Fugue in D minor" is Mr. Lavoisier's morning prayer today.
After the mass, he went up to the organ bandstand and improvised on the spot! Yes, it was still improvised! After he temporarily completed the addition of the chants for the mass ceremony..."
"Based on the tonality of the legendary 'God Theme' of our church, Mr. Lavoisier perfectly combined the free and unbridled Toccata with the rigorous and meticulous fugue, which not only demonstrated the wrath of the 'Unfallen Fire'
And the majesty of judgment makes the guilty people kneel down and repent immediately, and it also reflects the infinite compassion and glory of our Lord, making other believers happy and blessed..."
The project we talked about today is too big and important, and the conditions given by the builder are so "pie in the sky" that they came here specially to offer benefits!
Tukweil knows very well that the number of places for the first batch of overseas chain theaters to be built is limited. If other dioceses have more, the diocese he is responsible for will have fewer. And those who can build and operate the first batch
, compared with those theater chains that were built late, they will definitely have more advantages in subsequent development and evaluation. At the very least, they will be the first to compete for people and money.
So his performance was very positive.
Luo Yin held the music score in his arms, nodding slowly and thinking.
For a while, the chatter of other guests also stopped temporarily, and there was only the intermittent introduction of Tucqueville, the sound of Luo Yin turning the pages of paper, and the "click-click" sound of the hands of the big wall clock behind him.
Fan Ning looked at her gently fluttering eyelashes and white bridge of nose when she lowered her head to read, and rehearsed in her mind what she would say if she left the scene temporarily, so that she would look normal.
Miss Luo Yin, I'm going out for now. What do you have to say when I get back?
Miss Luo Yin, the connotation of my work is very profound. Don’t worry, you can study it slowly when you go back after the show?
No matter what, the person involved got up and left the venue just after handing over the music score. This matter cannot be normal!
The 13th minute, the 14th minute...
The shortest time possible for the Messenger to show up is almost here.
Luo Yin continued to read slowly, slowly imagining his inner hearing.
You can't be more perfunctory with me... Fan Ning gradually felt desperate.
"Well, it is a very distinct Janus orthodoxy." Her voice of praise was very soft and sincere. "Although the genre is not considered religious music and has many personalized colors and secular elements, it exudes the atmosphere of that era everywhere.
The divine radiance of reason, piety, balance, enthusiasm..."
Owen had no feeling for this kind of organ music at first. He just wanted to take advantage of his seat next to him and the opportunity of reading the score to get a closer look, but Luo Yin tilted the score towards Bishop Christopher.
"I was reminded of the keyboard work that was premiered at the condolence event of Master Bassani at the Church of San Giannigo del Sol the summer before last." Christopher recalled while watching, "Of course, there are differences between the two.
That variation has a grander structure and more exquisite techniques, while this piece is relatively short in length, but because it is an organ genre, it has a superior sense of religion and solemnity. In short, they are indeed polyphonic music in the late medieval style.
An example of..."
"Miss Luo Yin and Mr. Christopher both gave fair evaluations." Tukweil smiled while stroking his hands.
As the person in charge of the reception at this station, in order to maximize the effectiveness of the inspection and the allocation of quotas, Tukweil had already done a lot of "homework" on Luo Yinfang in advance. A very important part of it was that she was a former
The deputy director and principal cellist of the symphony orchestra, some experiences in working and living with the former music director.
Irving's different attitude towards someone's disc was noticed by Tukweil, a shrewd man, and Christopher's way of not mentioning someone's name was also noticed. He had long been unhappy with the Special Inspection Bureau, and now he deliberately pretended to be someone else.
Looking in front of Owen, he continued to smile with something in mind:
"So I said, maybe for Miss Luo Yin, the musicians who can improvise these works are only the 'second and third' in her heart, but for us as a congregation, Mr. Lavoisier is the master of late medieval polyphony.
This kind of understanding is unparalleled among contemporary musicians..."
"Oh? In Miss Luo Yin's mind, she is just 'second and third'? What does this mean?"
Bishop Christopher is an honest man, and he understands why it is inconvenient to mention names in front of senior officials in the Special Patrol Office, but he really doesn't understand what this sentence means.
He asked curiously while cutting the food on the plate, not noticing that Owen's smile became stiff.
"It is inconvenient to ask this question." Tucqueville deliberately sounded incomprehensible. "After all, whether we, the appreciators, like a composer are simply affected by the work itself. But if we add the perspective of the people around us,
', the emotions are natural and different..."
"Oh, that's it." Christopher felt like he understood, but he didn't seem to understand.
Owen's face gradually turned from stiff to dark.
The people at the table had their own thoughts, but Fan Ning looked at the wall clock that had already passed fifteen minutes and complained secretly.
If nothing else happens, there should be an accident.
He thought like this from every second to the next.
Luo Yin picked up the cool towel and wiped his face. His eyes were still on the music notes, and he praised nonchalantly: "The Western Continent is indeed the birthplace of serious music. I saw it at the first stop of the inspection.
The pure voice of Janus... Speaking of which, if the local church branch has better leaders or artists, it will naturally be very advantageous..."
Hearing the key phrase "a better person in charge", Tukweil looked at Fan Ning almost reflexively, and was ready to give a high-level summary and refinement.
Unexpectedly, Fan Ning's reaction was faster than the bishop's.
After finally finding an opportunity that did not violate the agreement, he quickly took out a small stack of brochures and handed them to Tukweil:
“After returning from a foreign country, I walked in the city and in the wilderness and visited some brothers and sisters. Some of them were able to become more glorious priests and were able to guard a city for the Lord. They were all recorded in this book. Your Excellency, Bishop
You can follow up and visit.”
Tucville was a little confused, and so was Christopher.
Several clergymen accompanying the two were even more shocked.
Tucqueville wanted to take advantage of the "Baptismal Feast" to be held at the church headquarters in a few days to push Lavoisier to the position of the newly appointed priests. This was something they knew beforehand.
For such an important position as the head of the diocese, competition is naturally fierce.
Even with the support of a bishop, there are many variables.
And before Lavoisier himself solved the problem of priests, he was already worrying about other people becoming priests?
"He's really thinking about the greater good of my church..."
"What kind of position and mind is this? Compared with it, my pattern is unspeakable and not worth mentioning!"
Several deacons and deacons looked at each other, with expressions of shame and introspection on their faces.
Fan Ning couldn't care less about what they thought, so he immediately said "Read slowly, excuse me for a moment", and walked out calmly in sheep's clothing.
The leather shoes walked all the way across the red carpet, and the attendants guided me through the zigzag lines of several corridors.
"Huh, we finally came out in time. This messenger is quite generous at the critical moment."
Fan Ning pushed open the bathroom door and locked it behind her back.
The pile of eyeballs entangled in almost transparent silk threads just emerged from the toilet tank.
"With Luo Yin's usual temperament, he shouldn't be so absent-minded at social banquets..."
"It was the same when we met today. The aura was even stronger than when we were on stage..."
"Maybe there is something very important to contact me..."
Fan Ning stretched out his hand and let the message delivered by the messenger appear in writing on the mirror of the washstand:
"Hey, Beech's dry bread grilled cheese is really delicious!"