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Lu Kete's words made He Meng shake his head helplessly.

He had no choice but to take up his cane, put on his top hat, and say goodbye to Scheler another day.

People from the special inspection hall, the church, and the hospital got up one after another, moved around, opened the curtain of the spacious bar and filed out.

"Director Senesino, we have to worry about our Miss Cuckoo being in the famous singer finals. The teacher behind this Miss Nightingale who came out halfway is really..." Prince Eleanor said in a worried tone.

"I will do my best to my dear students." Senessino made a reassuring promise, followed by Prince Eleanor's thanks again and again.

After the crowd dispersed, Miss Cuckoo Rinella raised her delicate face to her teacher:
"Now you know why I didn't get 'Blood of Helplessness'."

The troubadour changed from his previous elegant style, and seemed to be intoxicated and enjoying the fragrance lingering around his nose: "That Scheler is dangerous, but compared to more important things, the 'Lost Color' is not the only one. , other goals would be much simpler..."

"My dear student, I suggest that you still focus on winning the honor of being a famous singer. The people of the southern country will be more deeply infatuated with such girls. Only their love, pain, and thirst are like life. Only by doing so can we guarantee that our pleasure-seekers can pay homage to the six doors in succession at the summer banquet..."

"Miss Nightingale makes me a little lacking in confidence." She fiddled with the ends of her hair like a plaything to play with a kitten, "Master Luckert loves the art songs written by the people behind her, and endowed him with infinite expectations, his Preferences are enough to dominate the aesthetic trend in the opera world of Tia City."

"You have the royal family, the church and the opera house. The final is different from the qualifying competition. The former has three-elevenths, while the latter is more than five-fifty. Besides, you are not competing for something beyond your ability. At that time, I will bring some beautiful songs that are loved by the people of the 'pool' country, singing greedy pleasures and promoting high appetite..."

"Isn't there a simpler and more straightforward way? I hate the feeling of uncertainty or the possibility of surprise."

"Scheler is very dangerous." Senesino heard what she meant, and reminded again sternly, "Moreover, it is not the church that is investigating now, the Special Inspection Office has already set its sights on this place, and the leader has been promoted to a very high level. , He is watching all of this, but among the complicated things, only bigger abnormalities will change from watching to paying attention, and there is no need to make such a big change based on your conditions."

"But if I miss the famous singer..."

"That doesn't change anything."

The figure of the troubadour walked away in the aisle of the concert hall with only faint lights left: "You have forgotten the teaching of the leader 'Miss Scarlet', our era may not return, but the present era will definitely end, you The purpose of my carnival is not to facilitate, but to celebrate or to witness that He will choose the cornerstone that He needs to choose, you and I may be the sprouts, or they may be the nourishment."

"I am the bud, then the flower, and finally the bird standing on the flower." Miss Cuckoo stared at her disappearing figure, slowly showing a sweet smile.

In the private room of the bar, there are only a pile of leftover snacks and wine glasses left on the table. Chrétien and Troy, who were saved by Fan Ning, retreated to the outer corner wisely, leaving Marseille Necoud and There are four teachers and students of Fan Ning.

Seeing that the other four were staring at him, Masai Negu smiled shyly:
"Well, Mr. Scheler, do you still lack students here?"

"If I can have a concert hall, maybe I need a security captain." Fan Ning glanced at him, then walked to a six-person wine table on a U-shaped sofa, and held up a bottle with a small amount of wine left goblet.

He stared thoughtfully at the scarlet lips of Miss Cuckoo's Reneela on the rim of the cup.

"Does it feel familiar?" Fanning brought the wine glass to the tip of Luna's nose.

The little girl shook her head subconsciously at first, but after a few seconds, she spoke with some uncertainty:
"Teacher, you let me enter your 'composition studio' when you were listening to Mr. Walter's concert. I seem to have smelled a similar fragrance before. It smells good, but it makes me dizzy."

"You're sure Reneela raced with you tonight, right?" Fanning asked Ann beside her.

"Of course, her serial number is just before mine." Ann nodded.

"Tell me about her." Fanning shook the residual liquid in the cup.

"I don't know much."

"The most basic situation is to say as much as you know."

"Okay." An Zuo recalled, "Miss Cuckoo is from the royal family of Eleanor, and the great troubadour Senesino is her teacher... She was quite famous before the competition, and she is a young soprano in Tia City , appearance, temperament and singing talent are particularly infatuating and emotional. It is said that the number of admirers and gift-givers in the Southern Kingdom is as large as an army... Teacher, do you think her style is very outstanding?"

"It's okay." Fanning nodded.

The girl smiled when she heard the words, and thought for a while:
"Is the teacher worried about the competition? Actually, I have enough confidence."

"Probably." Fanning put his arm on the back of his head and closed his eyes to think.

The divination of the 5-pound gold coin came first, and when an episode happened to Luna during the concert, it was just when he was inspired in the Church of Enlightenment. The femininity "flower touch person" she met after getting lost in the movie was Renilla in disguise.

"In countries other than the Northern Continent, the difference between the church and the royal family is not so clear. This Miss Cuckoo was born in the royal family, and her apprenticeship is the church. That is the background of the official Extraordinary organization. Sure enough, the problem still lies within the church. Since' The remnants of the Red Pond have been revitalized, and since Poglerich has paid attention to tracking them down here, there are probably quite a few people who have been polluted."

"This person is preparing for the competition at the Opera House tonight, but the influence of temptation has been traced to the concert hall. The method is exactly in line with the characteristics of the "dream infection" of the Pleasure Listening Club. The "part-time job" approach of the cultural media company, the dangerous character of "Room of Pain", the way "Miss Scarlet" stalks Joan... all fit this feature. Renilla intercepted "Seven Blessings" and needed the "Colorless" 'The 'helpless blood' of this population?"

"Should we remind Bishop Calestini about Renilla?" Fanning considered this question.

People must be dealt with.

Twice, I attacked my own students twice, if Miss Cuckoo is still alive and kicking, if the incident gets out in the Extraordinary world later... Mr. Scheler wants to save face.

However, the highlight of this year's Famous Singer Finals may have become a contest between Miss Nightingale and Miss Cuckoo in the minds of the public and the judges. What should I do if I discount the gold content of my student's honor?
Furthermore, apart from threatening the people around her, Renilla's motives for this incident are unknown. If she wants to do something, it's best to get some information first.

At this moment, Massenecourt saw Fan Ning was silent, and asked tentatively:
"Mr. Scheler, I don't know... Are you interested in making money?"

Seeing the other party's expression of "can you have something new?", he quickly emphasized: "No, it must not be three to five hundred pounds. You laughed at your miscalculation before. After this incident, at least A chance of three to five thousand pounds! It must be in line with your appetite as a master! Even if you don't buy the title, this violin should really be replaced..."

"How to say specifically?" Fanning seemed to have found some ideas.

"The church has lost such an important thing, so it will definitely issue relevant rewards, involving things and people, and the Special Inspection Office, just from the tone of Inspector He Meng, is also paying attention to the 'Flower Ritual Festival' related matters , then we will definitely come to live..."

"Of course, the ability corresponds to the reward. The job we 'guidancers' receive is nothing more than squatting, looking at people, and trying their luck by investigating clues on their own. This usually earns a few hundred pounds, but, sometimes It’s not the same for a big man like you to criticize me, I’m very likely to catch a big fish worth several thousand pounds and even directly find the ‘Seven Blessings’ or the instigator...”

Marseille Negu finally revealed his plan here: "Aren't you very busy? Then the blame is yours, the errands are my responsibility, and my reputation of fairness in distributing remuneration is absolutely guaranteed, as you know..."

"That's a nice proposition."

Fanning felt that he was right.

Especially when I don't care about money at all, this is purely using other people's funds to hire myself a "runner" to investigate clues.

"Go and investigate Miss Cuckoo. However, you have to pay attention to the method and safety. After all, she comes from the upper class of the upper class, and her extraordinary background will only be stronger than yours." He gave hints and made some tactful reminders.

"To tell you the truth, she is actually an aristocratic girl who is quite suitable to realize the 'ultimate ideal' of a knight." Marseilles was slightly surprised by Fan Ning's reminder, but he immediately snapped his fingers and said to himself, "But in this regard, I With sufficient experience, a reasonable motive for approaching a public figure is very easy to find, a well-intentioned motive always brings security, and from tomorrow I am her ardent admirer."

After leaving in Marseilles, Fan Ning arranged a simpler and rougher physical work for the three students:
"Stay here tonight and help me sort out "The Poem of Awakening". Walter and Ann proofread your handwriting, and Luna is the last to transcribe."

After a while, Fan Ning will continue to dream and create, and the speed of writing with inspirational threads in it is far faster than that of the waking world.

But...it's not always possible to hand out "skins of the end" to the musicians during rehearsal.

It is still necessary to check the scribbled handwriting during creation, and then transcribe it on normal score paper, and hire someone to split the score and print it in batches.

"Should I... transcribe?" Luna hesitated, "I am. Will this affect Mr. Walter's success rate in realizing the 'Wake Up Song'?"

"Do you believe it?" Fanning asked with a smile.

"Maybe a little." The little girl replied.

"I believe in the 'fire that never falls'. This phrase of 'discoloration' has never been found in the "Enlightenment Sutra." Walter hastened to emphasize, to show that he would never have any prejudice against the junior sister.

"No, it's good for you to believe. I deliberately made the 'Wake Up Song' more difficult."

"..."

"Teacher, how many pages does it have?" Ann picked up the beginning that had already been written.

"Only a little over a hundred pages," said Fanning.

"I finally know why I have slept through the arrangement afterwards." Ann curled her lips.

The tense and orderly division of labor and cooperation continued. By the morning of August 8, the first movement of Fanning’s Symphony No. 11 in D Minor, “The Poem of Awakening”, had been played for more than 30 minutes. Of course, in the eyes of others It is tentatively a single-movement symphonic poem, and has only the latter title.

The others did start to fall asleep, but Commander Walter couldn't fall asleep at all.

He has too many things, and some of them are mixed with the category of "bad things".

Generally speaking, he felt very guilty for the next two days.

——The tour date was tight, and the teacher and two junior sisters prepared the work for him overnight, but when he officially entered the rehearsal hall, it was already the morning of August 8th, the day of the performance.

There is no other reason, those guys are too difficult to coordinate.

Walter swears that he has made the best use of the permanent command's authority to lobby.

But it took him two full days from convincing the music director and the academy, to submitting an application for the remake of the repertoire and posters, to sending the part scores to each musician.

In particular, he couldn't understand why he couldn't rehearse first, but had to go through layers of reporting and administrative procedures first.

What's more, the show's repertoire hasn't been changed in the end!
What is rehearsing now is a "too long" band encore track! !
Walter has already taken the stage with the baton, and the musicians in the rehearsal hall have already taken their positions, but there are seven or eight additional gentlemen sitting on the walls on both sides, including the music director, the big patron, and the director of the hospital. He is holding the score with his legs crossed and waiting for the audition.

Yes, one audition.

The time is too long. If the trial rehearsal is not enough, the return must be done according to the original plan.

Those musicians who "joined a group" in Tia City in order to expand their staff will have to pay for their hard work from their own pockets.

When Walter was looking around at the musicians to adjust their status, he glanced at the music director from the corner of his eye. He always felt that the old man's expression looked like he had seen a ghost.

It is true that I have seen a ghost, the permanent conductor said "the teacher wrote a symphonic poem with a very good effect", and the name is actually called "The Poem of Awakening"?
"Obviously, they don't have sufficient inner auditory imagination, otherwise they wouldn't be staring at the title all the time." Walter shook his head silently with some pity.

What qualifications are you pretending to be.

These people should understand that if they are mediocre at an advanced age and have no accumulation, then their age is not the capital to "teach" young people at will, but rather, it should be a disadvantage to be eliminated.

Walter took a deep breath, calmed down the distracting thoughts in his heart, and handed a simple preparatory cue beat to the direction of the brass part.

His arms are stretched out long, and his shoulders are moved wide open to indicate a powerful expression term.

"Om-oom-oom-oom-oom-oom! . . . "

The 8 musicians held the glittering French horns, straight to the point, and blew a combination of long and short notes, with a strange march style "Sorrow Revere"!