musicians of old

Chapter 326 The First Movement: The Poem of Awakening (3): Mysteries
"soga..."

"Senior is amazing!"

"Which one is Shostakovich specifically? Can you send me the score for research? If it's too late and it's inconvenient, you can tell the name first and I'll look for it myself~"

"Crab Crab [animated emoticon] treats you to dinner another day!"

Xu Xinyi, the current member of the choir, sent back four or five consecutive messages to Fan Ning.

... Although this cute school girl's chatting style is correct, isn't her preference a bit unique?Fanning tapped the back of the phone case with his right index finger.

After returning to the environment of Blue Star, he felt that some of his personality, habits and memories from his previous life were gradually recovering.

All the school girls who play the piano are very fond of Chopin, and they often ask themselves for advice, but this is probably the first time they are interested in "Old Xiao" to the extent that they want to study the score.

Fanning was a little puzzled, but it was not an important matter.

The full name of "Shostakovich's Ninth Symphony in E-flat Major" flashed in his mind, and as the composer re-typed the first six characters, those familiar notes seemed to be about to be released Like, desire to flow out of my mind.

But the next moment, he suddenly deleted the six words he typed.

"Sound Series Fragment Paper No. 7!?" Although the invisible force could not be called for some reason, a sense of vigilance from the depths of spirituality surged up.

He reopened the picture of "Xiao Jiu"'s abbreviated piano score sent by Xu Xinyi.

Zoom in and slide to get a closer look at every detail.

Then, on several chords and bass notes, he found faint imprints circled with pencils.

Fanning's eyes froze.

"Hello passenger, you have arrived at your destination safely... Please pay attention to avoiding pedestrians and vehicles before opening the door, please pay attention to the safety of the surrounding environment, welcome to use again"

As the announcement of the arrival of the online car-hailing car rang in my ears, the car stopped at the gate of a commercial housing complex in the urban-rural fringe with a very low occupancy rate.

Fanning packed his bag and got out of the car without saying a word.

Under the dim streetlights, he stepped over the useless revolving gate of the community with his legs, and walked towards a unit deep inside.

"Ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding—"

Suddenly, the mobile phone rang a WeChat voice.

Fan Ning lifted his spirits, thinking that his father had finally connected to the Internet, but when he raised his phone to see——

The note name on the phone call was not Fan Chenxun, but steel partner Xu Xinyi!
Her profile picture is a selfie of a girl sitting in front of the piano, with shoulder-length black hair and slightly curly ends, with a quirky and playful expression.

Fan Ning frowned instinctively. Although this junior was very cute and had gotten along well in the past, it seemed that his personal relationship with her was not close enough to make a direct voice call late at night.

He declined the other party's call request.

And it's too coincidental.

When he realized that the piece was one of the fragments of the sequence, he was haunted by an uneasy sense of alertness.

"woooooo"

"Senior?"

"[Animated emoticons]"

Xu Xinyi sent three more messages.

So Fanning realized a more immediate problem:
The direct reason for the voice call from this school girl seems to be that I hesitated to delete it after typing, then got out of the car and walked a certain distance, and did not reply to her for more than 10 minutes.

In the middle of the night, I asked myself about a work, I asked for a score, and then I didn’t get a reply within 10 minutes, so I just made a voice call?
It might be okay if you don't think about it, if you do.
Fan Ning, who had already stepped into the unit building, suddenly felt a little chill all over his body.

The elevator is descending.

After thinking about it for a while, he picked up his mobile phone, and faced the successive messages and [rejected] records sent by the school girl in the chat interface, he quickly entered a line of words, and asked in a calm tone:
"By the way, where did you find the picture..."

The other party quickly replied:

"I found it when I was wandering around the Internet. I found it interesting after I made up the sound effect, so I came to ask you."

The light in the corridor was a bit dazzling, and Fan Ning's eyes narrowed slightly.

This was clearly taken by me on my phone!Where did she get "swipe on the Internet"?
The abbreviated piano score of "Xiao Jiu" comes from the sight-reading case in a reference book "Reading Orchestral Scores" that I bought. Fan Ning only remembered the pencil marks he had drawn after zooming in. .

What is she going to do?There are 11 fragments of the audio sequence in the old industrial world, and there are not only one photos that I have taken on the Blue Star. Why do you only care about this piece of Shostakovich's work?

What would happen if I subconsciously told her the title of the work, or found the score file directly on the Internet and sent it to her?

Fanning recalled the feeling that when he was about to type his full name, the familiar notes were about to burst out of his memory.

"Before when Joan told me to be careful of 'Miss Scarlet' when we were parting, I promised swearingly, but in the blink of an eye, unexpected changes happened. There must be something wrong with all of this... Could it be that the instigator behind that keepsake Is it 'Miss Scarlet'? Or the apostle who is on the opposite side of her game? What is the intention of the other party?"

"If this is a dream, the other party seems to want to know something from me, but it can't directly read my in-depth knowledge, and even the picture of the modern world I see, it may not be able to directly see it, so it can only use Some of my superficial memories, through a special medium, quietly guide out the deep-level information it wants to know?."

"But it's just a conjecture. I can't completely rule out the possibility of returning to Blue Star. Which experience before the coma at the concert is the 'reality before waking up'? It's really hard to tell... In addition to the invisible I don’t dare to mess around here, I don’t dare to try to wake up by hurting myself or destroying external objects..."

Fan Ning watched the elevator's LCD sign descending layer by layer, and his brain started to work rapidly.

"Senior, tell me quickly~"

"[Voice message] (13s)"

"[Voice message] (59s)"

"[Voice message] (59s)"

Another four beeps in a row.

"Ding dong—" The elevator door opened, and Fan Ning stepped in.

The real estate he rented at the urban-rural junction, which is convenient for commuting, is located in a remote area and the occupancy rate is extremely low, but the rental price is cheap, and it has not been repaired for a long time. The lighting facilities are complete, and the ground is brand new and clean.

But the chorus junior asked about a piece of work for no reason in the middle of the night, and was on the phone and sent long voice messages. Such abnormal neurotic behavior made him feel a little creepy.

He glanced at the unheard little red dot on the right side of the voice message, then clicked directly on the upper right corner of the business card - "Delete Contact", and hovered his thumb over the "Confirm" button.

But after thinking about it, I didn't press it, and tried to reply to the other party:
"My first feeling about this score is that it should be Shostakovich, but I can't remember which one it is specifically [laughing and crying]."

"Sleep first, and let you know if I think about it tomorrow."

The other party continued to reply quickly:
"You must know, right?"

"Senior, I've been paying attention to you and know where you live after graduation. If you can't remember it for a while, I can think about it with you tonight."

"I'll be waiting for you at your door~"

The elevator door slowly closed, and the floor began to rise.

(End of this chapter)