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Chapter 752 Summer Noon Dream (Part 1)

"Sher!Sher!"

When Fan Ning bowed lightly, he heard the audience's applause faintly mixed with warm shouts.

The "king of love songs" he "played" at this moment was wearing a light-colored informal casual style suit, without a tie or a bow tie, and his jacket was completely open.

It is very different from the conductor's decoration in a tuxedo on weekdays.

For some reason, Fanning felt a sense of confirmation and immersion in reminiscence.

It seems to be a necessary precedent for a ceremony.

"Sher!!Sher!!Sher!!"

Cheers are still mixed with applause.

This not only makes the atmosphere a little strange compared to the past, but also makes the atmosphere before this celebration a little strange.

The two strange reasons are not the same.

The former is because in the past, the music fans shouted their names like a storm passing through, and this one was just "mixed".

The latter is because other artists' celebration performances are not "screaming" at all, and this show is at least "mixed".

It seems to be within the scope of "allowed" or "suggested"?

In the "Practical Service Guide for the Happy Travel Celebration" officially issued by the preparatory committee, ten standardized ways to express their love for the artists they like "warm and appropriately".

It includes applause, presenting flowers, cheering moderately, buying music scores or records, sending letters through formal channels, etc. The rest are not recommended or even allowed; including drinking in the square, hiding on the block, excessive noise, carrying prohibited props, graffiti in public areas, etc.

interesting

After two seconds of keeping his bowing posture, Fanning looked up.

His gaze and the long row of viewers below, forming a sharp isosceles triangle.

Investigators, inspectors, wheelchairmen, and leaders.

Pograilic's eyes were calm in his gray-blue pupils.

Fanning smiled inexplicably and stopped looking towards the square.

Turning back to the musician, lifting the baton in his hand.

"Woo-Woo-Woo-Woo-Woo-Woo-Woo-Woo-Woo-Woo-..."

The first movement is "Awakening Poem".

The eight round horns flashed in the raindrops, and the vibrant prelude of sorrow and music was blown to the sky.

The key base of the once climbing path reappears, opening the prelude to the development of the "nothing" stage of life, the lowest form in the world's matter.

Several climbing nodes of the sorrow music, large tubes, trombones, large horns, string instruments and percussion music were carried out in a downward five-degree shock, imitating the drum beats of ancient ancestors, and then Fanning raised his left hand upwards and high.

"Snap!!!"

The musician hit the big cymbal at the highest point, and the music has since fallen into darkness and silence.

A statement that the "mysterious motive" of inanimate matter.

The dull and slow homophones of wind instruments are connected to the gloomy and dark columnar chords. The horn is color-telling in extremely low force, and the low string sounds come from all directions.

In the chaotic world of dead and silence, unknown and huge things began to revive.

Next is the ritual, an ancient ritual dominated by some mysterious force.

"Humph", "Dawn", "Ascendance"—

"Pulse", "Luxury", "Haw"-

The inspiration of violence and pastoral poetry is roughly juxtaposed, and motivation and motivation are circulating in alternation, both progressive.

"Dream of Summer Noon" arranged at the Harvest Art Festival is still the premiere of a new work of 99% nature. Most of the people at the "Meat Festival" that year have died of misfortune. The music scores of the works are lost, and the recording of the live equipment is distorted. The complete recording is only on Fanning's own mobile phone.

It is almost the first time the audience has listened to it, and they are still holding their breath!

finally!

It seems that it was not until noon on the seventh day that the celebration entered a new height that had never been entered, and the word "Finally!" was shouted in my heart!

Although the quality of the works performed before has become "a great master", the feeling this work brings people, especially the dangerous and fascinating feeling, is a completely different level of thing!!

The faint triple tone of the timpani continued to ring.

The horn and trumpet continue to write the theme, the cold and mournful temperament coexist in the strange and complicated counterpoint, conducting profound confrontation and evolution

In a blink of an eye, I switched to the sub-topic of oboe and violin with sleepy eyes: The wind blew through the leaves, the petals were floating, and the birds were singing weakly

The ending of the "Wake-up Poem" is played, and the upward scale of the storm "pulled out" from Fanning's right hand.

With a stronger force on his left hand, he instructed the harp to play an airtight counterpart texture—

"Clam!!"

The finishing was clean and neat, and the F sound spanning 6 octaves resounded throughout the square.

After a brief rest, the slap was blown and the quiet plucking sound of the string instrument sounded.

The second movement, "The flowers of the grassland tell me."

The swaying and melodious themes are opposite to the size and tone. The flowers sway under the summer breeze, and without any warning, they turn into a sad and withered scene.

The woodpipe group uses uneasy triple, five or even six or other sounds to gradually squeeze into the background sound stream, a violent storm swept the field, the low-level creatures prayed and cried

The third movement, "The animals in the forest tell me."

With the light and plucking sounds, the birds sing gently, and the clarinet blows out a fixed sound of mysterious and exotic style, entangled and rubbed with the theme of the flute's cuckoo dance music.

In the middle of the scherzo, a loud solo sounded outside the field.

The brass musician who undertakes special responsibilities blew the mailing mark alone, echoing the band on the stage.

This is a solo role played by Saints in that performance!

The audience instantly recalled the song of "The Song of Luket" - "At Midnight" and "I abandon the world" and other poems that have long been deeply rooted in people's hearts with the spread of these years.

The artistic conception of independence and independence contained in it reminds many people of the beautiful fox lily field, the mysterious Ortos rainforest, and the sacred "nine gardens". Especially the people in the southern country are completely immersed in the midst of the twilight homesickness.

"Um?"

In the row of seats in front of the middle, many inspectors suddenly turned their heads and looked back.

Not only in this row, but the very few high-inspired people present are generally those at the level of Akka or above "Lion" and above, turning their heads and looking back!

That is, the direction opposite the performance stage, behind the entire square!

But what they were looking at was not the specific things around them, but the skyline at the extreme far and wide and eye-catching sight!

Why do I feel something in my heart and feel that there is something at the end of the sky?

"Inside that area?"

“What’s the thing that’s related to it?”

"X coordinate? No possibility. Could it be, the wreckage of the 'Red Pool'?"

Mr. Wax did not turn his head, but he closed his eyes and frowned and thought.

The inspiration is so high.

Only the Aoi can detect strange things? It seems to be very rare, but this situation generally occurs, which shows that the world's epidermis is in an extremely thin and high-heat state!

Something else peels off and aggregates from all around.

First, the Academicians turned around with some emotion in their hearts, and then, other unknown listeners also began to look around.

Mr. Wax was still feeling his eyes closed.

There seemed to be some bubbles floating up and down around me, including flowers, leaves, ocean currents, scenery, hot wind, and fragrance.

What are the illusions and wonders that reflect the historical projection of the southern country?

Sure enough, there was no disappointment at all.

Under the operation of this system, there are still many geniuses around the world who have reached the top.

Questions about the candidates for "Border Hammer" cooperation holders

Compared to the advice of that old guy Guido da Lezzo

Mr. Wax turned his head and whispered to the leader beside him.

At the end of Scherzo, Fanning's baton in his hand signaled the weakening of PPP.

The low string sounds once again emerged from all directions, and the gloomy and dark "mysterious motive" was like a curtain veil that blocked the primitive world.

The fourth movement, "Humans tell me."

It seems that the atmosphere of the preface of the first movement "Awakening Poem" reappears, but then, a difficult leap from metaphorical spirituality to divinity appears!

"Oh, humans! Listen!"

The bass singer opened his arms and issued a deep and deafening warning.
Chapter completed!
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