Throne of Magical Arcana

Messy and ugly melodies come from the piano under Lucien's hands, and Lucien, who is still at the stage of playing simple melodies, cannot match the difficult melodies he wants, so a The sound popped out one by one, just like the blacksmith in the blacksmith's shop holding a hammer, knocking on the hearts of Lotte, Phyllis and Herodotus one after another, making them feel manic and wishing to Go up and tear Lucien into pieces.

"Enough!" Herodotus and Lot shouted at the same time, unable to maintain their aristocratic demeanor.

Lucien turned his head and looked at them with "clear" eyes: "Lotte, Phyllis, Herodotus, don't you practice your musical instruments? Mr. Victor told us to practice hard."

"You!" Herodotus clasped his hands tightly, his cheeks were flushed with anger, but he was thin and thin, and he had never won a fight since he was a child. He had a natural fear of fighting, and he still retained a trace of sobriety. The fighting power between myself and Lucien, [he is half a head taller than me, about 1.73 meters, from a poor background, and earns a living by helping people move things, he must be very strong, and a friend is a knight servant, he should follow Without practicing ordinary swordsmanship, I can't beat him at all. 】

[Forget it, if you hit your classmate, 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 you, a poor man, to get my hands dirty. I'll go to another piano room to practice."

After speaking, he turned around and walked towards the door.

Lucien asked "innocently": "What happened to Herodotus?" He could drive them away one by one, so as to cover up his unreasonable and leaping progress in composing the strings.

Herodotus, who was about to open the door of the piano room, heard Lucien's words, slipped his hand and almost fell down. He turned around and gave Lucien a hard look. This bastard must have done it on purpose!

Measuring the size difference between the two parties again, Herodotus gritted his teeth and rushed out of the piano room.

Seeing this, Lucien turned back and picked up the quill pen, and wrote down the chords he played just now on the white paper. It contained a few insignificant syllables of the Symphony of Destiny, and most of it was Lucien's random writing according to his own feelings. The patchwork of notes, anyone with musical accomplishment, can't help but shake his head when he sees this melody, it's only a little better than garbage.

Seeing Lucien seriously writing the staff, Lott looked up at the ceiling of the piano room, then rubbed his forehead, and made the final confirmation: "You really want to write music?"

"Of course, I'm writing." Lucien replied without turning his head, "Well, I have a little inspiration again."

So Lucien put down the quill, and the unpleasant noise sounded again in the piano room.

Phyllis stood up and muttered weakly: "Lotte, I think I have to go to the back garden to be quiet, I'm going crazy."

Lott sighed: "I also go to other piano rooms."

After they left, Lucien quietly breathed a sigh of relief, locked the door of the piano room, made some changes to the two rhythms written just now, so that they contained more rhythms of the Symphony of Destiny, and then wrote whatever he wanted. , wrote several pages of blank paper, filling them with garbage-like rhythms.

This is the way Lucien thought of just now. To accomplish this, use a step-by-step process. First, let them accept the fact that they are composing music, and then cover it up with rubbish strings. Improve day by day, and such progress must be reflected in On the draft of the score, as evidence when they are questioned in the future, when they subconsciously feel that there are many beautiful strings in the music they composed, they can invite Victor to listen to the piano version of the Symphony of Destiny that he played, which has many flaws. He came to correct the shortcomings, perfect the music, and arrange it into a real symphony.

A genius who is making rapid progress under the eyes of all, and gradually blooming his hidden musical talent, is better than suddenly producing a shocking symphony that can be passed down for hundreds of thousands of years, and claiming that he wrote it. Tires are much easier to accept.

Of course, during this period of time, Lucien also needs to spend all his time practicing musical instruments on practicing playing the piano version of the Symphony of Destiny, lest sometimes because of his poor playing skills, this one has the "crown of the symphony" The title of the famous song was disliked and denied by Victor, Lotter, Phyllis and others.

This is not without precedent. The first performance of Beethoven’s Destiny Symphony was not performed well due to the fact that there was only one joint rehearsal beforehand and the cold weather. It was only after a concert was held that it received an unprecedented and enthusiastic response.

After confirming the progress of today's music and revising the score, Lucien started the difficult practice, trying to play the Symphony of Destiny, slowly and in disorder, playing a beautiful and direct piece of music like Noise, in fact, even if Lucien didn't lock the door of the piano room, if someone heard it, he wouldn't take it seriously.

This afternoon, neither Victor, Rhine, Lott nor the others came to find Lucien, allowing Lucien to play the 30-minute-long symphony slowly three times.

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Seeing that the sky was beginning to darken, Lucien sorted out the score he had written, took a thick stack of papers, and walked to the concert hall on the fifth floor.

In the concert hall, the symphony orchestra was still practicing, and Victor was concentrating on conducting. It seemed that after a short break, he got rid of the haze for a while and devoted himself to the music.

Lotte, Phyllis, and Herodotus in the audience were already waiting there, listening to the music carefully, and watching Victor's commanding style. They just glanced indifferently at Lucien's entry, completely ignoring this arrogant , A lunatic who cannot communicate and understand.

Lucien didn't care about their performance, but responded with a smile one by one, causing Phyllis to show a powerless expression.

Sitting on a soft audience chair, Lucien closed his eyes, and while listening to the music played, he thought about how much he should improve the melody tomorrow.

In the beautiful music, half an hour passed quickly. Victor and Rhine came down together, and asked his students with a faint smile: "How is the instrument practice in the afternoon? Are there any questions about fingering and technique?"

"Monsieur Victor," complained Herodotus, full of anger, "Lucien has the arrogance to try to compose music, Lord, how long has he studied music! His poor, noisy, ugly The music was like the moaning of the devil, driving us to other piano rooms."

Lucien looked at Herodotus with a smile, and was grateful for his accusation: [Thank you, thank you for publicizing this matter, otherwise it would be difficult for me to speak up. 】

Seeing that Lucien's smile was all he got for his accusation, Herodotus couldn't help but continued: "Mr. Victor, you should dispel his unrealistic and unclear idea of ​​his abilities. Hear the noise."

Victor looked at Lucien suspiciously: "Are you trying to compose music?"

Rhine on the side raised her silver eyebrows slightly, and looked at the music score in Lucien's hand with a smile.

Lucien nodded solemnly and solemnly: "Today's events and past experiences gave me a burst of inspiration, so I tried to write them down."

After receiving Lucien's affirmative answer, Victor, who had a gentle personality, did not directly reprimand, but asked, "Lucien, is this the string you wrote? Can you show me?"

"No problem." Lucien wore it on his body so clearly, just to show Victor that there is a musician who proves his progress and is authoritative in the field of music.

Rhine smiled curiously: "Can you show me too?"

It is always very curious that a beginner who has only studied music for about two months claims to compose music.

Of course Lucien did not refuse. It would be better to have one more witness, so he divided the score into two and handed it to Victor and Rhine.

Rhine took it over and took a closer look, her thin lips couldn't help but move, as if she was about to laugh out loud.

Victor frowned, and after looking at it for a while, he said in a heavy and soft voice: "Lucien, I understand what you mean, and thank you very much, but you are just a beginner in music, and the most important thing right now is to lay a solid foundation. Learn how to play an instrument well, and after a year or two, it’s not too late for you to try to compose music.”

Combined with what happened today, Victor could guess why Lucien's wish to compose music came from, so he didn't scold him or reprimand him, on the contrary, there was a feeling of comfort and relief.

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

Lott, Phyllis and the others could hear the emotions that Victor was carrying, so they suddenly realized that something like "It turns out that the real purpose of this bastard Lucien is not to write music, but to make a song that wants to share troubles for Mr. Victor." How could we never think of doing this to curry favor with Mr. Victor! Hey, we are honest, simple, and well-educated people, and we can’t compare with this sinister and cunning guy.”

Their gazes at Lucien suddenly became complicated.

With a curiosity-seeking mentality, Rhine browsed through the music score written by Lucien from the beginning. At this time, he smiled and commented and said comfortingly: "Although this music score can clearly see that you are young and immature, Lucien, and you can't even understand it." Call it a piece of music, but there are still a lot of shining places in it, such as these two beats... it's not bad."

While speaking, he hummed those two beats, which belonged to the symphony of fate, which made Lucien feel his vicious eyes.

Rhine continued: "However, if you want to write a real piece of music, you only need one or two shining places. Lucien, don't just focus on the distance and forget to look at the road under your feet."

"Thank you for your affirmation, Mr. Rhine." Lucien thanked politely, and then said to Victor: "Mr. Victor, writing music won't delay my piano practice. I really have inspiration."

"You..." Victor wanted to say something, but the recent incidents made him very irritable, physically and mentally exhausted, and he was unable to talk more, so he planned to have a good talk with Lucien after the concert, you know, a month It didn't take long, he shook his head, "Well, as long as you don't delay the piano practice, you can try it, it can be regarded as a kind of exercise."

Lott, Phyllis and the others looked at Lucien strangely. Did this guy really want to write music? ! It's ridiculous!

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After obtaining Victor's consent, Lucien carried out his life as a "noise maker" step by step, with a little bit of progress hidden in the boundless noise.

Although the string rhythms of Lucien's Symphony of Destiny began to increase later, Lot, Phyllis, and Herodotus, who had long been resistant to noise, would either leave or leave as soon as Lucien started playing. Their own musical instruments played louder, and Lucien himself also noticed that the melody was mixed with rubbish, and he didn't play well enough, so they were a little worried that their musical talent would be wiped out by the noise—"After discovering the habit, the noise It doesn't seem so scary anymore", I didn't really pay attention to the changes in Lucien's music.

As the last week is approaching, after repeated and long-term practice, Lucien was finally able to barely play the symphony of fate. Cover up.