Now Lu can't imagine how Fan Ning plans to "set off" this internal struggle.
Logically speaking, it may require some internal brewing, unite some people, and then gradually implement it, right?
In short, if you want to do it well, it is very difficult.
"Oh, I don't care about that. My job is to provide legal advice faithfully."
Lawyer Monroe rested his head on the pillow with his hands and leaned back leisurely.
"The most unexpected thing is that our boss, President Carloen, has made a big deal after we met three years ago. I feel like I have to continue to put out the firm's recruitment notices."
"Don't call me names like that. I have already withdrawn from the membership." Fan Ning picked up the tea cup and took a sip with a normal expression. "However, after this busy period is over and Sir Viadrin comes over, I will meet my old friend
The old team members are all gathering together. The current president of the Uflansel branch seems to be Dupont, right? I heard after I came back that he has been promoted to a high position for some time."
"Alas, he resigned too." Monroe sighed.
"Resigned?" Fan Ning felt a little surprised.
"I proposed it a week ago. It is estimated that all ships heading to the South have docked now." Monroe said in a helpless tone, "What happened in his hometown has been a big blow to him, and just a week ago, another thing happened.
Somehow, the Special Inspection Office suddenly agreed to the joint letter No. 813!"
"This accident suddenly made him feel excited, and he soon had the idea of resigning. He wanted to find the remaining members of the Fanghui Temple and formally join the 'Scheller Art Association' to contribute to the upcoming Harvest Art Festival!"
"Hey, speaking of it, our Uvranser branch is also a bit miserable. In three years, the president has changed three times, from Sir Viadrin, to Carolyn, to Dupont. This is good, but it has to be...
Replacement”
Joint letter No. 813?. Fan Ning, Xilan and Lu all frowned.
Walter mentioned this matter as early as when Fan Ning was the first to talk to Walter the day after he came back.
To put it bluntly, this joint letter is a "pressure slogan" organized by survivors of the United Principality of Feton, relevant relatives and friends, and a wider range of Scheler supporters around the world. The main demand is that "the Special Inspection Office harmed the Southern Continent."
, the discussion group is required to "hand over the complete score of "Summer Noon Dream"" and adjust the competition rules for the next Harvest Art Festival.
The weight of voting in the first stage is reduced; the weight of public opinion response evaluation in the second stage is increased!
The reason is simpler. Dead people cannot vote. They think this is extremely unfair to Scheler.
813 is the day when the "Awakening Chant" was realized in the last summer of the South.
"Things are a little strange." Lu said slowly while thinking, "As far as I know, the slogan of the '813 Joint Letter' has not been chanted for a day or two. I am afraid it has been at least a year.
The discussion group didn't even make it clear whether it would be accepted or not. Why did it suddenly agree directly? A week ago? Did anything special happen?"
"April 22, April 21, April 20." Sheeran counted the days forward day by day, "Hey, Caroln, isn't this just after you attended the medal ceremony?"
The day after the interview? Fan Ning turned the pen in his hand.
The group of people from the Special Patrol Office first said, "The leader will decide who will ascend to the top of the art, and Fan Ning is a strong contender." Then they immediately agreed to the 813 joint letter the next day?
"I understand, checks and balances!" Lu suddenly realized, "This is a kind of checks and balances! Mr. Fan Ning has just become a master, which is the time when his reputation is at its peak. At this time, the authorities are increasing Scheler's competitiveness in the Harvest Art Festival.
Show your authority through a balanced approach!”
Sheeran and Monroe nodded in understanding.
"Let's not talk about it." Fan Ning seemed to have quickly lost interest in the topic, "Lu, how are you doing with your timpani practice now? There will be a lot of good performance opportunities in the next period of time."
His fingers once again touched the old photo of everyone in front of the desk, crowded together in front of the stage camera.
"It's even more impossible to talk about." Lu Haha smiled and shook his head, "I remember the first year after I graduated, when my position in the family business was not that high, I could still take care of both sides, but these two years were basically wasted."
"Looking back, the New Year's Concert in 1914, when I performed "Choral Fantasia in C Minor," was probably the peak of my state. By the time Mr. Kaplan performed "Resurrection," his state had actually declined.
Quite a few, the feel of timing the timing of long rest periods, the stability of rolls, the processing skills of weak playing, and the processing of complex rhythms are no longer as smooth as before. However, I did another surprise practice at that time, and I didn't show up on the spot.
What a mistake."
Lu recalled his experiences in the past few years after graduation.
"Well, yes, the premiere of 'Resurrection' seems to be my last official performance on stage, now. Haha, if it's just for fun, it's no problem to scare the laymen. If you want to stand in a top professional symphony orchestra
, then he might be kicked off the stage by the commander."
"It can be considered a trade-off." Fan Ning nodded when he heard this.
In other words, although Turner Hall will have Lou Adair as its deputy director for a long time, it is indeed difficult to have this timpanist in the rear of the old symphony orchestra.
After I lost Joan, I lost the second core member again.
——If the attitude is more pessimistic and the definition is stricter, these must be counted as "losses".
"However, is what you are seeing now really still what you once thought about the future?"
Fan Ning couldn't help but feel a little disappointed in his heart. He crossed his fingers, dragged his chin, and his eyes stayed on the scenery of the steel city in front of the window: "Shortly after the graduation ceremony, Sheeran, I, and Joan came to visit you in Ufland.
Sayre Railway Branch, oh, it seems we are still talking about the 'rebuilding of the Turner Art Museum'. I introduced three ideas for reconstruction and expansion, and would like to invite the Adair family to invest."
"I remember too." Sheeran quickly responded, "Senior Lou Adair, the life you wanted to experience at that time was probably to form your own symphony orchestra, recruit musicians, build a base, compete with each other in skills, and conquer all kinds of life."
repertoire, touring around the world, gradually growing into a 'famous band', accepting flowers and courtesy from people, and experiencing different customs and customs during the trip."
This dream is actually within reach now, isn't it?
"Yes, but people will always change." Lu took a deep breath, "I also gradually realized that different people's endowments, family backgrounds, and temperaments are very different, so the differences in future possibilities are also very different.
, almost difficult to change.”
"For example, Mr. Fan Ning, let me talk about you first. Do you think that with only your efforts and without a family background like mine, you can create an industry as big as mine? Well, of course there is another aspect, you
Are you willing to regard this as the joy of your life?"
"I don't want to, and I can't do it." Fan Ning smiled, "Of course, it may be because I can't do it, so I don't want to."
Even Sheeran and Monroe on the side shook their heads subconsciously.
What a joke, if you remove the mysterious factors and humanistic accumulation, just talk about the wealth that is envied by the world.
There may be several McAdams between what Lu owns now and Fanning’s Turner Hall of Art!
"Then it's back to me." Lu pressed his knuckles, "I know equally well that even if I devote ten lifetimes of effort and inspiration, even if the entire family invests resources in my pursuit of art,
Yeah, I can't achieve anything like you in music. I'm just a timpanist. Although no one is stopping me from learning piano, string music, composition, and conducting, I can't even do what Sheeran did.
Miss, Miss Roy's achievements are impossible, Mr. Fanning, not to mention that there are too few people like you, too few, much less than people with my family background. I can't
If you regard this as your own pleasure in life, it is not fun, but frustration and blow."
"Your last sentence is quite right. Because I can't do it, I don't want to."
"I will be a 'professional' with a professional background, a skilled 'player', a knowledgeable 'serious music connoisseur', and an 'insider' in arts management. But in my life, I have never done anything