The back that had been staring at Wolfe was covered by the slowly closing door, and Victor let out a long breath, turned his head and said to Rhine and the members of the symphony orchestra on the stage: "You continue to practice, suddenly a I came up with a good melody, and I’m going to go to the lounge to write it.”
Every musician has his own lounge in the association.
"Mr. Victor, I think your current mood and state are very unstable. It is best not to compose the music forcibly, it will have no effect." Rhine put down the violin, walked to the side of the stage, and rarely appeared with a charming smile on his face. Serious expression.
Victor was like a water bag that had been pierced by a needle, and the calmness he had put on was quickly shattered, showing a mixture of fatigue, frustration and anger: "I know, Rhine, I need to be quiet."
Rhine nodded slightly, and told Lucien and Lot: "Lucien, Lot, you accompany Mr. Victor to his lounge, Phyllis, Herodotus, you go to the piano room to practice your instruments."
Although Rhine was neither a nobleman nor a musician, his excellent playing skills on instruments such as the violin and harpsichord, as well as his unhurried demeanor made Lucien, Lott and others respect his orders. The objection is like an order from Mr. Victor himself.
On the way to the lounge on the third floor, Victor didn't say a word, immersed in the emotional world of disappointment and grief for himself, but Lucien and Lott didn't know what to say, so they could only follow him quietly. behind.
It wasn't until he entered the lounge that Victor said to Lucien and Lott: "You two, practice your instruments well, and close the door when you go out."
Then, he sat on the sofa and quietly looked at the opposite wall.
As Lucien walked outside, he followed Victor's gaze. On the wall, there was an oil painting, which showed a beautiful woman with black hair, black eyes and a slender face. With a quiet smile.
The whole oil painting is very good, this woman is like a real person.
Walking outside, while the wooden door was slowly closing, Lucien saw Victor just staring at the oil painting without any movement, like a statue.
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Returning to the piano room on the fourth floor with Lot in silence, Lucien found that Phyllis and Herodotus did not practice their musical instruments, but sat there in a daze with a depressed mood, not knowing what they were thinking.
"Anyway, with Director Othello's request, at least Mr. Victor's concert will not be messed up." Lott thought he would be very happy, but when he said it, he found that there was a strong tone in his tone Bitterness, I have studied with Mr. Victor for several years, and he is so gentle and kind, and often cares about others. Even though there is a hidden thought in Lotte's heart that looks down on his civilian background, the feelings are still very deep over time.
Moreover, if Victor can take advantage of the great success of this concert and become one of the famous musicians, Nalot will be able to ignore McCants' difficulties and prejudices if he participates in the musician's assessment.
Phyllis laughed silently, also extremely bitter: "Even if the problem with the music is solved according to the requirements of the Othello director, who will guarantee the state of Mr. Victor? When a musician conducts, if there are frequent problems, the whole Will the effect of a concert be good?"
"Yes." Compared to Lot's age, Herodotus, who was still young, couldn't help but put his forehead on the violin, as if talking in a dream, with an erratic voice.
As a result, the whole piano room became quiet again, and the sound of needles falling to the ground could be heard.
In this case, Lucien who was in a daze was not so eye-catching.
At this time, Lucien was analyzing the score he had recorded in the soul library, and comparing it with the score on Earth, so as not to copy a symphony by himself, and the result would be almost the same as the melody of the existing music in this world. So the reputation of being an idiot plagiarist is cut off from the music road.
In order to repay Victor for his care and love, Lucien made additional preparations for him, looking for a classic symphony on earth, and when he was unable to compose the music with his own inspiration at the last moment, "Give" him in a way that's appropriate and doesn't make you wonder if you're a freak.
[Fortunately, some time ago, in order to practice notation reading, all the music scores on the earth were marked with the music symbols of this world. Otherwise, it would take more than a month for this matter alone. ] Lucien felt lucky while comparing the scores.
Comparing the same melody in the soul library is easier than Lucien imagined, because it is stored in his soul, and he only needs to read it once to retrieve the score of the same melody.
After studying for this period of time, Lucien has a more thorough understanding of the world's music trends. Without the church's suppression, Aalto's music is in the middle of a classical music with a rigorous structure and some religious music features. It is a slow transition and development stage towards romantic music that expresses his inner emotions. Therefore, the conservative Lucien first chose Bach's music, which has typical religious characteristics.
[All of Bach's compositions have very similar music, and the "Well-Tempered Piano Collection" and "Twelve Well-Tempered Piano Collections" are even more similar. Fortunately, I didn't take it out rashly.]Lucien is satisfied with his prudence, although the things that this prudence faces are not something to be proud of.
Negating Bach's music, Lucien is most familiar with, of course, Beethoven's nine symphonies, so he found the most familiar "Symphony of Destiny" (Symphony No. 5 in C minor): [No similar melodies?]As a symbol of classical music, the Symphony of Destiny is very suitable for Aalto's music trend, and it is shocking. Lucien didn't want to waste time. After thinking about it, he decided to choose this piece of music. At the same time, the curious Lucien Well, I compared Beethoven's other eight symphonies and thirty-two piano sonatas one by one, and found that there are basically no similar melodies.
As for other musicians' music based on modern pianos, or classical or romantic music, since the piano only appeared, limited by the defects of previous instruments, after Lucien selected a few pieces for comparison, there was definitely no similar piece of music.
After choosing "Symphony of Destiny", Lucien started to have a headache about how to "give" to Victor. It is impossible to directly copy it down for him, or hum the melody for him to hear. When he asks about the origin, tell him , I found this in the cracks of a certain book, just like those legendary heroes who obtained magical swordsmanship and methods of exercising blood power through similar adventures. He saved a beggar or an old man who was about to die of illness, so he gave this music score as a gift.
These excuses are getting harder and harder to believe!
Moreover, Lucien suspects that Victor surpasses his own moral standard, so he probably won't use this piece of music without the consent of the original author. The best way is to pretend that he wrote it himself, and then leave obvious flaws , Let Victor modify and perfect it, so he was given a reason to use it.
As for hypnosis, with Lucien's current mental strength, he still can't instill too much information into Victor, and most of them will be forgotten after waking up.
But for a student who has only studied music for about two months, and who can barely play simple music on the piano, unless a similar melody has appeared in his mind before, it is impossible to write such a shocking and wearable melody. It is such a beautiful symphony that penetrates the heart, and it is easy to find out whether Lucien has received good music education before and whether he has shown musical talent.
[Well, let’s try this.]After Lucien's head was about to explode, he finally thought of a way, so he stood up abruptly, walked to the piano, put a few pieces of white paper on the music stand, took a quill pen, and began to write music notation. After writing a short melody, he put his hands on the piano keys and pressed them down heavily.
"Dang Dang Dang Dang!"
Lot, Phyllis, and Herodotus were startled by the passionate and resonant voice. They either raised their heads from their hands, or subconsciously turned their faces to look at Lucien in a daze, or almost fell off the piano bench. .
After the very rhythmic and imposing "dang", the following melody is simply horrible, and it can be called noise.
Lot frowned: "Lucien, what are you doing?"
"What happened to Mr. Victor today makes me very sad. When I think about the life of the poor in the past, and the hard work and hard work in learning music, there is a kind of sadness and indignation. Therefore, some inspirations appear in my mind, and I want to write them into music." Lucien turned around and explained.
Lotte was angry and funny: "You write music?!"
"How long have you only studied music? How much have you mastered your piano playing skills? You just want to compose music?!" Phyllis opened her mouth as if she had heard the most incredible and funny thing in her life. Zhang, with a look of wanting to laugh but feeling extremely absurd, his voice became slightly shrill.
Lot raised his hands and shook them: "I know, Lucien, I understand, you want to help Mr. Victor, but don't waste your energy and time, how can you, a beginner like you, write well?" The melody?" He reduced the melody to the melody, but he still had no doubt that Lucien couldn't do it.
Herodotus sneered: "What do you think music is? It's the black bread you eat every day and you can buy it everywhere? Listen to what you played just now. It's so bad that you can't even call it the melody." , is a noise that has no sense of beauty, and is even disturbing! You have only studied music for less than two months, and you want to compose your own music, what a clown!"
"Please, Lucien, don't make trouble for everyone. It's time like this." Phyllis originally wanted to sarcastically or scold Lucien, but thinking of the current situation, she became weak again.
Lucien shook his head firmly: "I'm very inspired, and I think I can write good music."
"You..." Lot, Phyllis, and Herodotus had nothing to say, and looking at Lucien was like looking at a deeply hidden lunatic.