After the two said these words, there was no communication between them.
Fan Ning faced the door of the auction house with a calm expression and did not turn around. Julius kept an elegant smile, passed him by, walked down the steps of the auction house, and boarded the private carriage.
I am actually very familiar with this female classmate.
For no other reason than Julius, as a violinist in the school symphony orchestra, participated in the premiere rehearsals of Professor Anton Konard's "Third Symphony" and "Fourth Symphony".
Especially during the Fourth Symphony, she was promoted to concertmaster.
But this does not mean that the two have a good relationship.
Fan Ning believes that at least half of the failure in the premieres of Anton's last two symphonies was caused by the orchestra's failed performance.
The teacher's last two symphonies made extensive use of his original fog-like sound band technique. There are often many fragments. Against the background of undercurrents of strings, the brass blows out an overwhelming and chilling motive, and other parts are constantly superimposed with complex textures.
, through rounds of repetitions and variations, finally build up to an overwhelming, overwhelming, sublime and suffocating musical climax.
To achieve such an effect perfectly, there are many different coordination requirements for each instrument group of the symphony orchestra that are different from the conventional ones.
But Teacher Anton was a good old man during rehearsals.
He would try to make his demands every time, but would quickly give in after being questioned.
He always felt that it was not easy for musicians to be willing to play his works.
The rehearsal effect is always greatly reduced. As the violinist whose voice is second only to the conductor, Julius can be said to have "indispensable contribution".
In this way, Teacher Anton is still grateful to the musicians.
Well, it seems that "Uflanser Art Review", which had a rather harsh evaluation of Mr. Anton after his death, is still their cultural industry media.
After all the past scenes flashed through Fan Ning's mind, he was just about to step in when he suddenly frowned and backed out.
The alley across the street from Prudence Auction House was filled with fragrance. A few workers in grey-faced clothes clutched a few coins and looked closely at the food being sold by the door of the small shop under the dim street lights.
Fan Ning glanced at the greasy price tag posted in the food window and said, "Vegetable mayonnaise sandwich."
A thin female clerk responded, tore off a strip of oil paper, and picked up the sandwich with her hands.
"Three pennies, sir."
"Add 2 more black pepper bacon sausages and stuff them into the sandwich for me."
"There are too many, I guess I can't put them in, sir." The clerk felt that he had never seen such a strange request.
"Use more force."
"Okay, 11 pennies total."
"No need to look for it." Fan Ning placed a shilling lightly on the glass and took the bulging sandwich. The sauce overflowed the bread slices and the vegetables were scattered on the floor.
The clerk couldn't help but look at Fan Ning's leaving figure a few more times.
"Stewed potatoes, I want the big ones with more salt." The workers' voices brought her back to reality.
Fanning returned to Lord Nehemiah's private room on the second floor of the auction venue, where Joan and Sheeran were huddled together, sipping on a large cup of strawberry yogurt smoothie.
Eating it so quickly
"Carone, you are back. I took a picture of a 'suggestive flow' work ten minutes ago according to your suggestion." Lord Nehemiah handed over the album with a smile.
"Claude "The Houses of Parliament in the Fog"?" Fan Ning took the album and said with a smile: "I came across this work at an art exhibition five years ago. It's not a bad choice, but it weighs 265 pounds.
The price is a bit expensive at this time of year. If you consider it purely from the value-added perspective, you can try the painters who are currently less popular."
"It seems I can be bolder." Lord Nehemiah curled his lips.
He handed over a 50-pound note: "This is your reward for taking up your personal time today."
In just over two hours, one month's salary is close to the middle class, but it is still a relatively high middle class income. This is enough to show the sincerity of the employer.
"Thank you." Fan Ning did not refuse, and asked after taking it, "Do you know a gentleman named Spencer Cecil?"
This is what Teacher Anton mentioned in his diary, recommending him to take pictures of the fragments of the sound series.
"Of course, he is a regular customer of Prudence Auction House and has met several times. He is keen on investing in the cultural industry. In the past few years, he has been busy working on the newly established Red Onyx Cultural Media Company. Its main business scope is to discover actors and singers, as well as
Receive orders for sound film soundtracks that have emerged in recent years.”
Lord Nehemiah asked: "Do you need me to introduce you to them? They have many client resources for sound film companies. If you want to write some film scores, you may be able to find some cooperation opportunities."
Red Agate Culture Media Company? Discover actors and singers? Film soundtrack production?
"broker"??
Fan Ning somehow connected these two clues.
"By the way, his nephew is in the conservatory with you, you should know him." Lord Nehemiah added.
"It turns out he is the uncle of this guy Ram Cecil, bah." Joan heard the conversation between the two and spat lightly.
"Oh? What are you celebrating?" Lord Nehemiah was a little curious.
"I'm just a competitor at the graduation concert of St. Lenia University. Joan is my supporter." Fan Ning smiled.
He took a sip of water, threw himself into the soft sofa, and began to piece together the information he got from the party bit by bit in his mind.
What I didn't expect before the party was that there seemed to be more than one hidden force behind it.
Of course Sylvia has some main purpose, but she will not achieve it herself. Instead, she will break up her own chain of motivations by reaching cooperation with other parties for interests.
Some kind of recruitment by an "agent" leads Fanning to suspect a strange part-time job with roommate Calvin;
The "Experience Officer" showed at the party that there was a connection with the attack on Sheeran, and was organizing some kind of "charitable nature" activity that could "fundamentally improve the economic situation";
The "translator" is studying a certain document?
Seeing the two little girls playing and quarreling across from each other, Fan Ning felt that the only one she couldn't understand was Qiong.
Intruder?
She seems to have never dared to participate in these commissions. Her purpose is simple and persistent: to exchange for as much radiant spiritual liquid as possible.
Time passed to half past nine, and the auction ended.
The organizer removed the auction props and closed the curtain briefly. When it opened again, there were two pianos, a mixed choir and four singers in full costumes on the stage.
"Tonight's additional program is a selection of Dominic's operetta arias. Are you gentlemen and ladies interested?" Lord Nehemiah shook the amber liquid in his wine glass.
"Dad, come on." Joan wrinkled her little nose and said with a smile, "Next time our family buys exclusive tickets for a blockbuster performance at the City Concert Hall and invites Carlo En, a great young composer like him
, how could you waste your time listening to the Caotai team?"
"Well, it's not that bad." Fan Ning waved his hands repeatedly, "The main thing is that everyone has classes tomorrow and Friday, so it's really not advisable to do it too late."
Although operettas have a strong market music quality nowadays, they are also large-scale works written by opera singers using pure romantic composition techniques. A complete performance still requires an orchestra, a choir, singers and actors to conduct it.
Silky smooth coordination under coordination.
It's just that they are more pleasing in script arrangement and melody writing, the musical form structure is more distinct, and the threshold for appreciation is relatively low.
In a state of leisure, Fan Ning doesn't mind spending time on the red wine sofa with his close friends, and makes some comments along the way.
"Hahaha" Lord Nehemiah laughed heartily, "I can only accept a small part of serious music, but I prefer operettas and other popular ditties. Joan, next time there is a serious opera performance in the concert hall, remember to pay attention to it for me.
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The butler on the side stepped forward, leaned over and whispered softly: "Your Lordship, I will arrange carriages to take Miss Nehemiah and the two guests home respectively, and then pick us up on their return.
The male and female duet sounded along with the sound of the piano. Lord Nehemiah waved his hand, then began to shake his head and hum along with the bass line.
…
"Da da da, da da da"
In the darkness, two carriages, one behind the other, gradually disappeared from the end of Finlay Street.
The carriage drove out of Pushor district, passed through Translenia district, and stopped at Cedar Square, which connected the inner and outer neighborhoods.
Qiong said goodbye to Fan Ning and Xilan, asked the coachman to take them to the door of their house, then changed into another carriage heading in a different direction, and disappeared around the corner in the blink of an eye.
"Caron, why are you and Joan so mysterious today? Is there something going on?"
Xilan sat across from him and spoke doubtfully.
"Something happened." Fan Ning replied.
The little girl's brown eyes widened.
"Sir, please turn around and follow Miss Nehemiah's car home." Fan Ning opened the front glass window of the car.
"Ah?" The private coachman of Lord Nehemiah's family was obviously a little surprised.
The speed of the car under his control gradually slowed down, but it never turned around.
I was entrusted by my mistress to send a guest home, and then the guest asked me to follow my mistress?
What a strange request this is.
"Mr. Fan Ning, what do you want?"
"Turn around quickly." Fan Ning sighed, "Your young lady may get into some trouble."