He was worried that he would be surrounded by people again later, so he left in a hurry without saying hello to anyone.
The time on the pocket watch points to one o'clock in the afternoon.
“It’s too late”
The sense of relaxation brought by the performance allowed me to finally have the energy to experience the campus while walking on the road.
He felt that the most direct experience was that his nose did not suffer so much.
The construction speed of these cities, which have expanded rapidly due to industrialization, lags far behind the growth of the population. They are overcrowded and lack necessary sanitation facilities. The living environment of the middle class is extremely cramped, and industrial workers have no "life" at all.
It can be said.
The rich cannot completely separate those damp and crowded houses into isolated areas. The sewage rots in the ditches of the city. The stench mixes with the billowing smoke from the factories and will eventually condense in the haze and be inhaled into the lungs.
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The winding rivers and ponds, fountains, columns, sculptures and flower stands can be seen everywhere on the campus of the University of San Lenia. They combine with the natural height differences of each plot to form a careful garden-style layout. Surrounded by snapdragons, begonias and
The landscape piece composed of cherry trees exudes the sweet fragrance of grass. Higher up are the oak trees, camphor trees and birches that block the sky. The red walls of the building can be seen from among them, revealing classical elegance and calmness.
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The rain had stopped. On the pure white stone bricks and the lush grass, young men and women were walking and chatting in twos and threes. From time to time, there were a few low chuckles. This scene made Fan Ning feel a little dazed.
Four or five months ago, I was one of them.
Well, here I am again.
But from the moment I stepped out of the police security station, that real yet unreal feeling still existed.
He always felt that what he saw was a contradiction between openness and crampedness. The campus scenery, the colors of the plants, and the faces of handsome men and beauties were all as pleasing to the eye as bubbles. The friction between skin and clothes brought a lingering sense of being outside.
Maybe it's a lingering side effect of time travel.
"Key?..." Fan Ning looked at the flashing symbols on the right side of [135/100] in front of him again.
Turner Art Gallery?…
It has been closed for three years. Is there anything special about it?
Just go and see it now.
After stepping out of the school gate and walking along Green Peacock Street for a few minutes, Fan Ning felt hungry.
He groped in his pocket and found three or four shillings, which were at the middle level in the gold, silver, and copper currency system of the Tioleon Empire. Each gold pound could be exchanged for 20 shillings, and each shilling could be exchanged for 12 pence.
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Any alleyway is a dense area of mobile vendors and stalls, with hawking sounds coming and going, and coffee, lemonade, ginger beer or pea soup being constantly poured out and handed to the hands of workers in a hurry.
A young man who looked like a company employee was walking, peeling open a large sauce-colored bacon sausage with both hands. The red and white meat shivered open with heat, and the oil dripped and was put into his mouth.
Several female textile workers who were taking a break stood aside, looking at the stalls selling salted eels and smoked herrings, holding their sluggish money bags and hesitated.
Fanning took a shilling, bought coffee and fruit tarts for 4 pence, and then used 10 pence to take a taxi from Lenia to East Mecklen - their
The price is four to five times more expensive than a public carriage, but it is better than the comfortable and private environment.
"Da da da da da da"
The carriage got farther and farther away from the clean and orderly campus, and finally disappeared at the end of Green Peacock Street.
Fan Ning opened Teacher Anton's notebook, flipped through the manuscript, flipped through the diary, and couldn't help but stop at the end of the diary.
"Don't record your dreams? Don't try to control dreams? They will come out on their own??"
The teacher’s original intention is to find inspiration to help create, or to become a “knowledgeable person”.
As a result, he was troubled by "musical fragments" and "mysterious chords", or his method of recording dreams and experiencing lucid dreams was inherently problematic. His mental state deteriorated rapidly, and he even encountered something indescribable.
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As he was thinking about it, Fan Ning's expression suddenly changed and he put his hand into the inner pocket of his coat.
He took out his other palm-sized notebook:
"On October 14, I dreamed again that I was walking in a corridor similar to an exhibition hall. The lights were dim and the floor was clean. The walls on both sides were evenly hollowed out, and illogical and bizarre items were displayed in the glass partitions.
Objects include a banana crisper made of pure white marble, a giant tooth held up by a spring support, a hard-shelled insect with bright red wings, a golden plaster model, and surveying instruments covered with gears and pipe hubs.
There is something on the wall at the end. I am always occupied by other thoughts when I am approaching the end, and then drift into other dreams."
"On October 15th, I dreamed that I was running in the rainy night, chasing my art museum key. It was snatched away by a wild cat on the roadside. While running, I fell into the graffiti painted on the road and fell into
I fell into the vast sea, and I felt the despair of drowning, but I was inspired to remind me what characters to chant to float on the water."
"On November 16, I dreamed of jumping out of the window of the castle that was about to collapse, and falling into a pond filled with flowers and plants filled with mist. Fruits grew from it, as clear as sapphire. I picked one and chewed it. The taste was strong and delicious.
Sweet, I saw some languages that I had never mastered on the roots of the plants, but I understood that there was another place under the pond. I got under it and saw the ceiling of the bedroom."
"On November 20, I dreamed again that I was walking in a corridor-like place."
Fan Ning read some bizarre dreams that the original owner had recorded.
In one hand he has a dream notebook, and in the other hand he has Professor Anton Konard's warning at the end of the diary about "Don't record dreams!!"
The original owner was trying to commit suicide. Fan Ning's face looked very ugly.
And does this recurring dream of walking in the corridor have any special meaning?
Fan Ning turned over the diary, and further down, he saw a staff paper printed on engraving writing paper, with dense handwritten notes on it.
This is the teacher's handwritten manuscript of the remaining notes.
As for the original document that I had studied before, I heard from Sheeran that it had been seized by the Special Patrol Office as a prohibited item.
This manuscript is all evenly spaced chords. There are 11 sheets in total, with the same numbers as the original volume.
Melody and chord can be roughly regarded as two relative concepts.
Notes of different lengths and pitches are organically combined and played back and forth over a period of time to form a melody.
And if there are multiple notes, 2 notes pronounced at the same time is called a harmony, and 3 or more notes pronounced at the same time is called a chord.
The note sequence fragments in front of me are all major chords consisting of groups of 5 to 7 notes that sound simultaneously, and require both hands to be pressed together to play.
They don't indicate the rhythm. If you want to hear the effect, just play them one group at a time and adjust the speed at your own pace.
Fan Ning naturally didn't have a piano at hand at this moment, but that didn't stop him from thinking about their general colors in his mind.
Fan Ning reviewed it very quickly, staring at each page and thinking for a while, then skipping to read some fragments, and then turned to the next page.
After about twenty minutes, he had read through all 11 fragments of the sound series.
"This is interesting..." Fan Ning on the carriage showed a strange smile.
With the memory of the original owner in front of him, he thought it was such a mysterious and incomprehensible ancient artifact, but now he knows it all.
Because this is the hint of the harmonic skeleton of previous classical music works.