Chapter 92:
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King of Classical Music
- Mo Chen Huan
- 2022 characters
- 2021-02-03 02:16:27
There is one thing you have never forgoed to do, and that's it. But if you think about it, if you can't do it easily, but you are interrupted in the middle, many people will have a small heart in their hearts, and they want to finish the unfinished business.
Therefore, the next morning, I deliberately got up early, but I arrived at the college at 7:00, and I wanted to listen to the record before the beginning of today's practice. But what I didn’t expect was that he just put the stylus on the black record, but saw that the stylus trembled a little twice, then -
It will not move!
Not moving! ! !
I have been tossing for half an hour, and I have not repaired the record machine that suddenly went on strike.
In the last generation, I rarely used things like records. It was the development of the times. Although it was sacrificed a bit of sound quality, cd was simpler and more convenient than the record, and spread more widely. Second, it was because the vinyl record was not enough. At a low price, he was really unable to bear such a "luxury hobby" in his last life.
Because it is used less, I am not familiar enough with the record player. Waiting until Master Feller arrived in the lounge, the polite master looked at the shackles that had already lifted his sleeves and worked for a long time. He curiously asked, "Angel, what are you doing?!"
After the passage of the things that Master Faul understood, the master who was keen on the classical record player had personally checked it, and regrettably said to him: "Sorry Angel, this little cute singer is a bit broken. I am afraid we have to send her to a special place to repair it."
戚暮: "..."
Master Faul, who was born in Paris, smiled and said: "I remember that there are several good old shops in Paris. There is one nearby. Angel, we sent this record machine there, then I think you can I heard this beautiful record."
He nodded helplessly, but when the two sent the record player to the nearest repair shop, he was helplessly told: "The pathe's singing arm is a bit damaged. This machine is a limited edition of the previous years. We also need to buy parts from the UK, and we still need to repair them for a few days."
In the face of this situation, I had to put the record player in the repair shop first, and then returned to the college.
In the bright and clean piano room, he is seriously practicing Chrysler's "Beautiful Rose Marlene". His fingers are moving fast on the black fingerboard, and the right hand is holding the bow, and it keeps pulling up and down. The rhythm is very cheerful and beautiful.
After Master Faul added a few more words, he began to practice. What he didn't know was that, just a few meters away, Master Feller began to blame Professor Akade in the discussion group of the Little Angel's Piano Room.
Fowler: [Reed, how are your record players broken and not sent for repair? I can let Angels toss for a long time this morning. 】
After a few minutes, I didn’t wait for Professor Akade to answer, but it was just a strong man who joined the discussion group last night with a strong means to open up -
[The record player is broken? what happened? 】
Fowler: [Oh, Oston, that is, Angel came to the college very early this morning. It seems to be holding a vinyl record, but the record player is broken, so we can only take the record player and repair it. . 】
闵琛:【...】
After a while, 闵琛: [Reed, something is broken and diligent in repairing, this is a kind of beauty · Germany. 】
Master Feller looked at the flashing text on the phone and couldn't help but tighten his eyebrows. He didn't understand it. Reed's record player broke down... Why is Auston so concerned?
However, the Master Faul did not think for a long time, and soon he started another performance. This time, Master Farler put the mobile phone directly on the sofa and began to personally guide him.
As for the record player? Let it stay in the repair shop and fix it.
The time of the week passed quickly. Under the insistence of Master Feller, I finally chose "Lark" as my performance in the second evaluation of this semester.
This time, the evaluation of the National Conservatory of Music in Paris did not invite a master of music like this, but also invited a famous French cellist as the main judge.
After the music reaches the highest level, there is no more interlacing. And between the cello and the violin, which are both stringed instruments, their spacing is even more subtle.
Therefore, after playing the "Lark", the cellist smiled kindly in the warm applause of the audience, praised: "The last time the National Conservatory of Music in Paris conducted a whole hospital evaluation. At the time, I happened to perform a personal performance in Switzerland. But I have always heard that the violin and piano departments that have always been equally divided during my school days... have begun to have a tendency to overwhelm the other side."
After a pause, the master said: "To tell the truth, I still don't believe it when I first heard about it. I believe that students who graduated from this great college know that, of course, this is also Including me, the violin and piano department of the National Conservatory of Music in Paris has always been a deadly enemy. It has never been seen that one party has an absolute advantage. And when I know that the student who gave such an advantage to the violin system, even from Oss When Don Paterham got a high score of 9.5 in his hands, I always wanted to see him."
The applause of the audience has gradually subsided, and they are looking forward to what the score of the handsome young man on the stage will be given to the main judges in a pile of perfect scores, 9.5 points.
I saw the master looking at him with a gentle and inclusive look. "So today, I finally saw you, and I understand... why you can get the high score of Auston Bertel, of course, I think he should give you a lower score. You deserve it -"
"10 points."
As soon as this score landed, the audience was a bit sensational.
Standing on the stage where the lights gathered, I listened to such a high degree of praise. He humbly bowed slightly and said very politely: "Thank you for your compliment, Mr. Glatt, I will continue to work hard."
Mr. Gratt, a silver-haired man, smiled and said: "Children, I want to see your future in my lifetime. Classical music is the world of young people."
In the end, he scored the first place in the evaluation with a score of 96 points, and the gap between the second and the second was 8 points. The violin system once again crushed the old rival piano department, so that several young guys in the piano department could only blink dry.
Taking advantage of his height, Delan excites his shoulders with excitement and said with excitement: "Small seven, there are you, we will definitely be able to press the guys in the piano department to death! It’s great. !"
The rumor couldn’t help but smirk and smack the lips, but only after
hmm
, I didn’t talk anymore. He always remembers that Professor Akade had told him two months ago that he could graduate directly from the National Conservatory of Music in Paris as long as he was able to win the first place in three assessments.
Um... such a thing, or tell Delan later, so as not to break his interest.
On the second day after the evaluation ended, he came to the piano room half an hour earlier and was ready to practice. But today he just took out his violin not long after, and Mr. Faller gently pushed the door of the piano room.
Yongzheng was amazed at how the Master Feller came so early, I saw the spleen and the old gentleman wrinkled his thick eyebrows, and sighed reluctantly, saying: "Angel, there are two things... ...I want to tell you, don't know which one you want to hear?"
Yongzheng is holding rosin and intends to wipe the bow. His slender fingers are contrasted with the pale yellow rosin, which is a bit more white.
Listening to Master Feller's words, he couldn't help but drop the rosin and the bow in his hand. The brows of the clear brows were slightly raised, and the words were warm and plain. "Mr. Fowler, in general... should not be divided into good news and bad. Message, let me make a choice?"
Master Feller groaned and finally waved his hand and said, "Well, Angel, this is probably the culture of your Chinese culture. I will say it directly. First of all, Dresden’s performance in the next quarter is decided one month ahead of schedule. So at the latest tomorrow, preferably tomorrow night, I need to go back to Dresden."
This answer made you feel amazed. For a long while, he nodded and said: "Mr. Farr... I don't know what another message is?"
I saw Mr. Faller smiling sideways and looking at the lovely youth in front of him with a kind of appreciation. "Angel, I am going back to the Dresden Symphony Orchestra. I think my orchestra is still very good." Then, oh, Reed, the old guy hasn’t come back yet, do you want to go see with me?
The eyes widened and I couldn’t hide my surprised look.
Dresden Symphony Orchestra... Is it good? !
This symphony orchestra, established for more than 400 years, is the oldest symphony orchestra in the world. It has experienced nearly five centuries of ups and downs, and even suffered devastating destruction during the Second World War, but it still stands firm and stands up to the top level.
In 1823, the Beethoven Master, who was hailed as Le Sheng, once recorded in his own dialogue: "In general, the Dresden National Symphony Orchestra is the best orchestra in Europe."
Of course, after more than two hundred years, the Dresden Symphony Orchestra, which has experienced many storms, has no absolute superiority that once stood at the peak of classical music and has no rivals. But no one in the world dares to deny that this great orchestra is One of the world's top musical symphony orchestras.
Now, the chief conductor of the Dresden Symphony Orchestra... is inviting to watch it!
This is definitely a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for him!
It’s not easy to press the heart’s excitement. His fingers are slightly tightened and he nodded hard:
Mr. Farley, I really... can I go?
Mr. Faller daggered with a smile: "Of course! Angel, go back and pack up, let's go tonight!"
I immediately began to pack my own box and planned to go back and pack my bags. But when he just left the piano room, he suddenly remembered: It seems that until now...has he not heard the record that was carefully placed in the safe? !
"Mr. Faller, I suddenly remembered that I haven't heard the record yet. I don't know if you have a better record player to lend me, let me take the record to Dresden to listen to it?"
Hearing, Mr. Faller snorted a little and then nodded. "Yes, this thing, Angel, you still don't know. Yesterday when you were evaluating, the repair shop had already sent the record player. It is now completely It’s fixed.
After a sigh of relief, he then subconsciously asked: "...has it fixed?"
Mr. Faller smiled and daggered: "Well, that vinyl record I saw last time, its rubber surface is very beautiful, it should be a very good record. Since the record player has been sent, then Let's listen together now, Angel."
Under Mr. Faller’s proposal, he and his first put down the things in his hands and walked to Professor Akkad’s lounge.
Standing in front of the door of the lounge, he reached out and gently pushed the wooden door open. With the sound of "Oh," the gentle and bright sunshine poured down, and he couldn't help but blink.
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