Throne of Magical Arcana

The cluttered and unpleasant melody came out from the piano under Lucien's hands, and she was still at the stage of playing simple music. Her playing skills could not match the difficult melody she wanted, so a A sound popped out, just like the blacksmith in the smithy holding a hammer and knocking on the hearts of Lot, Felice and Herodotus, letting them have a manic feeling, can't wait Go up to tear Lucian.

"Enough!" Herodotus and Lot yelled at the same time, some could not maintain their aristocracy.

Balussian turned his head and looked at them with "clear" eyes: "Rott, Felice, Herodotus, don't you practice the instruments? Mr. Victor ordered us to practice well."

"You!" Herodotus clenched his hands, his anger flushed his cheeks, but his body was thin and he had never won a fight since he was a child. He had a natural fear of the fight, and retained a sense of sobriety. Fighting power between himself and Lucien, [he is half a head taller than me, about one meter and seventy-three, is from the poor, and lives by helping people move things. He must have a lot of strength, and there is a friend who is a knight's attendant. He should also follow I have practiced ordinary swordsmanship, and I can't beat him at all. 】

[Forget it, hit your classmates, but you will be expelled by Mr. Victor. ] Herodotus looked at his thin body and found a reason for himself, "I don't want to see you, and I don't want your poor people to stain my hands. I will go to another piano room to practice."

After saying so, he turned and walked towards the door.

Balusian asked "innocently": "What happened to Herodotus?" Being able to take them one by one can only cover up his irrational, leapfrogging progress in writing string rhythms.

Herodotus, who was about to open the door of the piano room, heard Lucien's words, slipped his hands, almost fell, and looked at Lucien severely. This **** was deliberate!

I once again measured the gap between the two bodies, Herodotus rushed out of the piano room with his teeth.

Seeing this, Lucien turned back to pick up the quill, and wrote down the string on the white paper, which contained a little syllable of the fateful symphony, and more often Lucien wrote in a random way. The musical notes that are patched up together, anyone who is musically literate, can't help shaking his head when he sees this melody, only better than garbage.

I saw Lucien writing the staff seriously, and Lot looked up at the ceiling of the piano room, then rubbed his forehead to make a final confirmation: "Do you really want to write music?"

当然 "Of course, I'm writing." Lucian answered without turning his head, "Well, I'm a little more inspired."

Alas, Lucian lowered the quill, and the unpleasant noise sounded again in the piano room.

Filis stood up and mumbled weakly: "Lott, I think I'll have to go to the back garden to calm down, I'm going crazy."

Lotte sighed, "I go to other piano rooms too."

After they left, Lucian quietly sighed, locked the door of the piano room, and made a few changes to the two strings that had just been written, so that they included more fate symphony strings, and then wrote whatever they wanted. , Wrote several pages of blank paper, so that they are full of garbage-like strings.

This is the method that Lucian just thought of. Use a gradual process to accomplish this. First let them accept the fact that they are writing music, then cover it with junk strings, and progress day by day. And such progress must be reflected in In the draft score, as evidence in the future when questioned, when they subconsciously feel that they compose a lot of beautiful rhythms in the music, they can invite Victor to listen to the piano version of the fate symphony with many flaws, let He corrected the shortcomings, perfected the music, and adapted it into a real symphony.

A genius who has witnessed rapid progress and has a little bit of music talent to cover up is better than suddenly coming up with a shocking symphony that can spread for hundreds of thousands of years, and claims to be a strange writing. It is easy to make people accept more.

Of course, during this time, Lucien also needs to put all the time to practice the instrument on the piano destiny symphony, so as not to have time because of his poor playing skills, so that this song has a "Symphony Crown" The famous song of the title was disapproved and rejected by Victor, Lot, and Filith.

This is not without precedent. The first performance of Beethoven's Fate Symphony was performed only once beforehand, and due to cold weather and other factors, the performance was not good, and received a cold reception from the audience until one and a half years later. It was only a concert that received an unprecedentedly enthusiastic response.

After confirming the progress of today's music, after revising the score, Lucian began a difficult practice, trying to play the symphony of destiny, slowly and arbitrarily, playing a beautiful and straightforward music like Noise, in fact, Lucien would not take it seriously even if he did not lock the door of the piano room.

This afternoon, neither Victor, Rhein, Lot, etc. came to find Lucien, allowing Lucien to smoothly play the symphony for more than thirty minutes three times.

Uh ...

Seeing that the sky was starting to darken, Lucien sorted out the scores he had written, and with a thick stack of paper, went to the fifth-floor performance hall.

内 In the performance hall, the symphony orchestra is still practicing, Victor is concentrating on conducting. It seems that after a short rest, he has temporarily got rid of the haze and devoted himself to the music.

Lot, Felice, and Herodotus were waiting there, listening carefully to the music, and observing Victor's method of conducting. He entered Lucian with a cold glance, and did not want to ignore this arrogant , Lunatics unable to communicate and understand.

Balussian didn't care about their performance, but responded with a smile one by one, causing Felice to show a weak expression.

Sitting in the soft audience chair, Lucian closed her eyes, listening to the music played, and thinking about how much the rhythm should be improved tomorrow.

In the beautiful music, half an hour passed quickly, Victor walked down with Rhein, and asked his students with a slight smile: "How is the instrument practiced in the afternoon? Are there any **** and technical problems?"

"Mr. Victor." Herodotus accused, "Lucian arrogantly wanted to compose music, Lord, how long has he studied music! His poor, noisy, awkward Music was like a moan of the devil, which drove us to other piano rooms. "

Balussian looked at Herodotus with a smile, and was grateful for his complaint: [Thank you, thank you for publicizing this matter, otherwise I might not speak well. 】

Seeing his complaint in return was only Lucian's smile, Herodotus could not help but continue: "Mr. Victor, you still dispel his unrealistic and unclear idea of ​​my ability, I don't want to be every day Hear noise. "

Victor looked at Lucian in doubt: "Are you trying to compose music?"

Rhein aside, slightly raised silver eyebrows, and looked at the sheet music in Lucian's hand with amusement.

Kushiro nodded solemnly and solemnly: "Today's events and past experiences have inspired me suddenly, so I tried to write them down."

I got a positive answer from Lucien, and Victor, with his mild personality, did not directly scold, but asked, "Lucien, this is the string you wrote? Can you show me?"

"No problem." Lucian was so clearly on the body just to let Victor take a look. A musician proved his progress and was authoritative in the field of music.

Rhein smiled curiously: "Can you show it to me too?"

It is always very curious for a beginner who has only studied music for about two months to claim to write music.

Of course, Balussian did not refuse. One more witness must be better, so the score was divided into two and handed to Victor and Rhein.

Rhein took it and took a closer look. His thin lips couldn't help moving, it seemed to laugh out loud.

Victor's eyebrows frowned. After watching for a while, his voice was heavy and soft and said, "Lucien, I understand your heart and thank you very much, but you are just a beginner in music. At present, the most important thing is to lay the foundation. Learn to play a good instrument, and after a year or two, it's not too late to try to compose music. "

Combining what happened today, Victor was able to guess why Lucian wanted to compose music, so he didn't scold him or reprimand him, but there was a kind of comforting and reassuring emotion.

As for the evaluation of the music written by Lucien, is this thing of evaluation value?

Victor's emotions were heard by Lot, Felice and others, and they suddenly realized that a **** like "The original Lucian, the real purpose was not to write music, but to make troubles for Mr. Victor. He pleased Mr. Victor, how could we never have imagined it! Hey, we are so kind, simple, and educated people, we ca n’t compare with this kind of insidious and cunning guy ".

Their look at Lucian's eyes suddenly became complicated.

Rhein looked at the score written by Lucien from the beginning with a mind-hunting mindset, at this time smiling and comfortingly said: "Although this score can clearly see Lucien's youthfulness, your immatureness, and even the inability It's called music, but there are still a lot of flashes in it, such as these two beats ... it's good. "

He said that while he hummed those two beats out, it was the part of the symphony of fate that made Lucian feel bad for his eyes.

Rhein continued: "But if you want to write real music, only one or two flashing places will not work ~ www.readwn.com ~ Lucian You don't just look into the distance and forget the road under your feet."

"Thank you for your confirmation, Mr. Rhein." Lucian thanked politely, and then said to Victor: "Mr. Victor, I can write music without delaying my piano practice. I am really inspired."

"You ..." Victor wanted to say, but recent events have made him very irritable, exhausted physically and mentally, and unable to talk more, so I plan to talk to Lucien well after the concert ends, you know, one month Not long, he shook his head. "Well, as long as you don't delay piano practice, you can try it, it can be considered an exercise."

Fellow, Felice, and others felt very strange looking at Lucien. This guy really wanted to write music? !! It's ridiculous!

Uh ...

After receiving Victor's consent, Lucien stepped through his "noise maker" life step by step, and a little progress was hidden in the boundless noise.

Although the rhythm of Lucien's fate symphony began to increase later, Lott, Felice, and Herodotus, who had already resisted the noise, had to leave as soon as Lucien played, Their instruments played more loudly, and Lucien himself also paid attention to the garbage melody, and he did not play well enough, so they were a bit worried that their musical talents would be smoothed out by noise-"After discovering habits, noise It doesn't seem so scary anymore ", and did not really pay attention to the changes in Lucian's music.

With the coming of the last week, Lucian was able to reluctantly play the Symphony of Destiny after repeated and long-term practice. Although many technical things in it still cannot be completed, the entire string rhythm has been unable to Cover up.