musicians of old

Chapter 231 Drifting Bottle (4K [-]-in-[-])

Poethus Hotel, large banquet hall on the 6th floor.

Cream-coloured walls and polished floors, two long dining tables that seat twenty-five on each side are set parallel to each other, lined with gleaming silverware and sumptuous and tempting food, throngs of caterers and other Service staff interspersed.

Hundreds of diners were chatting and laughing at the moment, but the candles on the dining table were burning peacefully, illuminating the wine glasses crystal clear.

Last night’s record pre-order activity didn’t end until more than three o’clock in the morning. The tension of rehearsals and performances, coupled with the excitement brought by staying up late and waiting and the huge response, the students went back to the hotel to go to sleep at four or five o’clock, and there were still blockbusters at noon Blockbusters didn't get up.

So the celebration banquet was moved to dinner time. It was very convenient to be in the same hotel building. In addition to the musicians, there were naturally a dozen professors from the University of St. Lenia, as well as the National Concert Hall and Head of several projects at Hoffman Records.

Fanning took Sheeran, and the two picked up a wine glass with a small square of amber liquid, and walked to the dining area of ​​the school professors.

The most excited look here, except for Professor Commons, the music director of the orchestra, is Kaplan.These two people obviously filled the glass with fruit juice, but they looked like they had drunk too much, pushing and changing glasses, expressing sighs again and again.

Fanning can understand this. Apart from himself, they are the people who have most directly witnessed the success of the orchestra step by step along the way. Moreover, Kaplan's situation.
"Thank you for your dedication, pay attention to rest." Fanning went around to Kaprun's side and clinked glasses with him.

Kaprun looked energetic, but his keen spiritual sense actually caught a trace of sick red in the depths of his face, and there was quite little food on his dinner plate.

He waved his hands again and again to express his impoliteness, and after clinking his glasses, he said, "Professor Fanning, I noticed that you had something to do with the Andante movement of Gilles' Third Symphony."

"After you go back, you will learn to conduct with me for a while."

"Thank you very much, Olga told me last night!"

"Professor Fanning, I must solemnly withdraw my previous doubts about you and apologize." Several principals, professors, and Roy, who was sitting in this area, got up one after another when he saw him approaching. Commons spoke first .

"I have never dreamed for decades that our student orchestra ranking can actually compare with the three giants of the imperial capital, but now, this is only one short of the official result early next year. Maybe I should consider making a suggestion to the school. You have taken over the position of music director. My energy has been declining in recent years, but I haven't found a suitable candidate. The school's graduation concert this year has another accident like that."

"Your cautiousness in the early stage was entirely based on the purpose of protecting students." Fan Ning clinked glasses with him, "Thank you for your trust, but my tenure in the Saint Lania Symphony Orchestra will not last too long. reached."

Vice President Xu Ci said: "If possible, maybe everyone hopes that Mr. Fan Ning can always lead the team here, but we should bless and support your next plan."

"It's going to be a lot of collaboration and talent delivery with fellow bands, isn't it?" Fanning laughs.

"I was the first to join." Roy also clinked glasses with him at this time.

"Caroun, the specifications of your next new venue and the level of treatment revealed, even I want to go." Huxley joked.

Fan Ning carefully looked at him and Principal Sternike, and still saw nothing unusual.

It stands to reason that Roy should have taken some countermeasures when he got the secret ritual and prayer music scores a few days ago.

The effect of purifying pollution should be pretty good.

"Based on the qualifications of the professors, I think two or three times the average weekly salary will definitely not be able to be dug, at least ten times." He responded with a smile.

"If this is not the case, how can you earn back your 9 pounds of funds as soon as possible." Principal Sternika said.

Hearty laughter erupted from a group of people holding glasses and chatting.

This money really made Fan Ning overjoyed. Not only did he not have to shrink back on the instrument purchase list, but the venue construction specifications could be further improved, which was more than enough to support the salary of the musicians for a long time.

Once the art industry starts to make money, it's like printing money. How could I have thought about pillars before?There must be something wrong.

As for the mysterious side?Reselling Extraordinary materials is not as comfortable and efficient as it is at all, unless invisible force is used to rob a bank, which is not as good as holding a concert or selling records.

In fact, after such shocking results broke out, Sternike regretted a little bit. Fan Ning took the initiative to talk to several senior officials of the school about the issue of recording record sales, but everyone thought it was a small matter. , waved his hand dismissively to let him go.

As a public school, they not only receive a lot of financial support from the authorities and donations from alumni from all walks of life every year, but also have many profitable industries under their name. What they care most about this concert is the response, reputation, and ranking The problem.Since even Fan Ning agreed to the proposal of distributing box office revenue to classmates, it is not surprising that the record issue is handled in this way.

However, who knew he could make a six-figure turnover!Seeing the expression on the guy from Hoffman Records, the old professors wanted to laugh from the bottom of their hearts.

The two principals were relieved after thinking about it one more step. After the student orchestra reached the top of the ranking, the artistic resources of the empire will be more and more, and anyone with a discerning eye can see that this year's situation is entirely dependent on Fan Ning. Hope Lan reversed it as an assistant.

And, Fanning did another important favor for the duo.
"Is the prayer of "Saint Janin of Puntua Preaching to the Fish" useful?" After the crowd dispersed in twos and threes, Fanning asked the two principals in a low voice.

There was fear in Sternika's eyes: "I must sincerely thank you for this question. We have finally drawn a clear line from the polluted knowledge. Otherwise, we don't know what will happen if we let the Special Inspection Office deal with it."

"You're welcome, it's a matter of little effort." Fanning thought it was okay, "Everyone instinctively doesn't want to see those who fight against the mystery end up being polluted by the mystery."

After a brief chat with the teachers of the school, he took Xilan to clink glasses with the students one by one, expressing respect and gratitude sincerely.

Whether it's a show, or a steady play, in any case, every musician in each part should be grateful.

Joan didn't say a word in her seat, she lowered her head and concentrated on cutting the snacks. She didn't stand up until Xilan touched her head with a wine glass behind her, and then she stood up and spoke softly.

"Callon, the nomination of the 'Boethius Artist' you mentioned, is it too quiet and casual?" She took a sip of the fruit wine, "You gave me this morning from the very mysterious sounding" Ge' explained that it sounded so advanced, but at noon, several representatives of the so-called inspection team came and gave you a commemorative ring."

Speaking of this, she curled her lips: "Although I think I like that ring, the workmanship and materials are indeed excellent, and the market value may exceed a thousand pounds, but it is still worse than what you expected from your description. There is no grand ceremony, no media publicity, the honor of the title is so random, it is as if it was not awarded.”

"That's how things are supposed to be on the mysterious side." Fan Ning said, "Except for the Extraordinary Organization and the upper-class society that is inextricably linked to it, the rest of the people don't know about the 'Boethius Artist', which will not affect Their cognition of the artist. The discussion group secretly affects the development of world culture, and has the ability to leverage the resources of various art platforms invisibly, and these changes will naturally be reflected in the art world that the public is familiar with."

The original purpose of this mechanism is to discover more artists with potential for promotion, and then integrate platform resources from all over the world as much as possible, so as to realize the potential as soon as possible.

He smiled: "You probably don't know yet, from attending the funeral of the poet Bassani, to last night's performance, to being nominated today, in just a few days, leaving aside all kinds of event invitations, I have received invitations to perform in six well-known concert halls or theaters, three high-value creative commissions from aristocratic families, and cooperation invitations from three music score publishing houses and two record companies, and the standard of sincerity displayed by them is still high. high."

Fan Ning did not hide his complacency and good mood in front of the two girls. In fact, since he managed to deal with several unexpected incidents recently, and when he got away from the mysterious undercurrent and devoted himself to music, his emotions have always been It's relaxing and enjoyable.

"Speaking of this, I suspect that Mr. Mark will come to talk to you soon." Sheeran glanced at the other side without any trace, and then leaned into Fanning's ear and whispered, "He has sneaked into our I checked the direction of the station several times."

"It's okay to talk, it depends on whether he can show some sincerity that I care about." Fan Ning laughed.

"What do you care about?" Sheeran asked curiously.

"You'll find out later."

Sure enough, when the dinner came to an end and everyone began to retreat back to their rooms to rest, the bearded gentleman finally made up his mind and walked over in one breath.

"Mr. Fanning, Miss Sheeran, would it be convenient for you to take a few minutes of your time?"

"No problem." Fanning glanced at him.

At the beginning of last night, his attention was not on Mark, but in the end, how could he not know that this guy was deflated.

"The tables are being cleared here, where shall we go?" Mark pointed to the door in the other direction of the banquet hall.

"Go, Sheeran, let's talk to Mr. Mark." Fanning motioned her to follow.

"Ah, me too?" Sheeran realized that Mark was talking about two people.

From here, the banquet hall is a half-roof garden, which can not only see the lights of the higher floors of the hotel, but also overlook the night view of the imperial capital through the fence on the other side.

Flowers, trees and rockery pools should be available, and the cool night breeze and the sound of rushing water instantly take people from the noisy banquet hall to another quiet space.

"Invite two artists to become contracted artists of Hoffman Records, special level, and the core clause is 25% of the sharing cooperation method. Are you interested in cooperation?" Mark's expression is attentive, but the content is straight to the point.

After the incident last night, both parties must know what it is and what the intention is, and the mentality that they should collapse has already collapsed, and there will be more twists and turns, which will become more and more embarrassing.

"It's an honor." Fanning smiled. Just as Mark relaxed, he continued, "It's just that the ratio is low."

".Uh, can the 30% make an immediate decision?"

Although Mark himself definitely had the idea of ​​signing, but he let it go so decisively at the beginning of the negotiation, purely because he received a notice from his superiors that he must sign.

The notification was received at noon today, and it also gave him more space.

"Me and Miss Sheeran?" Fanning asked.

"Eh, you can try to apply like this."

"The common standard for Mockingbird Records and Southern Philharmonic Records is 30 percent," Fanning cautioned.

"The influence and market potential of Hoffman Records are unmatched by them. We also paid more costs in operating and labor costs. You can't completely compare the numbers."

Mark began to reason, but sighed again in his heart.

At that time, it would have been fine if the regular 20% signing standard had been used to pick up the leaks, I hate it!

"The initial interest I received was 40%, preliminary." Fan Ning laughed.

"35%." Mark gritted his teeth.

"Still a bit low, then. Me and Miss Sheeran?"

"Eh, you can try to apply like this."

"Then, wait for your news."

Sheeran on the side was stunned by the two people's simple and rude bargaining and chatting process.

After Mark indicated that he would leave first, Fan Ning smiled happily: "Sheeran, you know the invisible energy radiated from the nomination title of 'Boethius Artist', you just wait to make money, make a lot of money .35%, the 17-year-old teenage violinist signed a 35% deal with Hoffman Records, and when the news gets out, I bet you'll get several times as many idol gifts and letters."

"So this is what you said you cared about just now." The girl couldn't help covering her small mouth.

"However, it should be difficult to reproduce the situation like tonight. First of all, you need to put in a lot of effort to write a large-scale orchestral work, and then you will benefit from the situation in the future. I will make a second allocation between the musicians of the symphony orchestra, and finally We can’t guarantee such a good market response every time.”

Fan Ning played mysteriously: "Really? Then wait until the art hall opens, and I will arrange a special solo concert for you first, and then continue with the concerto."

Not to mention anything else, let me know about the Four Violin Concertos?Bach's Unaccompanied Violin Suite
Let's leave a mark on the hearts of music fans first, and upgrade Xilan to the level of a "lion forging" artist!
"How can you write so many things, the "Second Symphony" hasn't been found yet." Sheeran pouted, "And what do I need so much money for?"

"Of course girls should save more in their own small coffers." Fanning nodded solemnly.

"The remuneration for being a soloist this time is enough for me to spend a long time." Sheeran was amused, "If the record continues to make money in the future, why don't I invest in it for you, it feels like you made a lot of money this time , but the future expenditure is a big unknown hole.”

"Of course you use your small treasury, and, don't you always want to own a world-class piano? The price of that thing is terrible. The price of a piano is strong in the median, and the price of a violin is the ceiling. People can't understand, just a famous piano, ten Boethius nine feet may not be able to catch up."

The two were thinking about the future when Fan Ning suddenly frowned. His spirituality sensed that there was an anomaly in the roof garden.

And it was nearby, as if some extraordinary aura appeared directly beside him.

He immediately pulled Xilan to his side, felt it carefully for about ten seconds, then raised his hand again.

The concrete inspiration of "Key" came out, and with a "plop", something flew out of the pool in the rockery next to it!
Under Fanning's control, the object sped toward him through the night, and then slowed down as it approached his palm.

Water splashed everywhere, and a glass bottle with a cork fell into his hands, and a piece of parchment with the words "Carolne Van Ning" was hung on the neck.

"The drifting bottle?" Fanning looked at it suspiciously. At this time, the parchment had been turned into ashes like weathering.

He pulled out the stopper, took out the crumpled paper inside and unfolded it.

The characters on it are big and crooked, like the pupils of the previous life, and the writing is rather sloppy.

"The idea of ​​bringing something out of the Sealing Room of the Special Patrol has been settled. We are so eager for knowledge of the "Gate of Seven Lights", so we sincerely invite you to the party on the roof of No. 22 Ruskan Street to discuss " The Chamber of Pain."

"Ms. Silvia and old friends are waiting for you all night long."

"My new codename is 'Ben'."

(End of this chapter)