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Chapter 40: Responses and Expectations

Today I said I would update it at around 12 o'clock, mainly because I wanted to listen to Bei Jiu's emotions, and it was relatively long. As I listened to it twice, it was past ten o'clock. Then as I was writing, I realized that this chapter had just begun, and there was no need to brew it in advance!

The first place tomorrow is about three o'clock, the same reason as above.

The last third update is here, please guarantee the monthly ticket!

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Aalto, Municipal Square.

After witnessing Lucien greeting nine times in a row with tsunami-like applause, he returned to the backstage to rest and prepare the most important symphony of this concert, tens of thousands of ordinary citizens, merchants, and adventurers around the crystal wall were calmed down a lot, but the difficult-to-relieve nostalgia made them unable to calm down. For example, an old man in his sixties kept grabbing the people next to him and confide in his heart:

"Maybe you don't know, I'm from Shaq Kingdom, a country in the southern part of the mainland close to the Federation of Liberal Cities."

"We have excellent navy, brave warriors. When I was young, I was trained on warships and wiped out the damn pirates."

"What I was most dissatisfied with in Alto was that the spirits were not tasted enough, and there was no such feeling as Pelide's throat and stomach. There was also a snow wine made of strange grapes on the snow peaks of the mountains. It was naturally cold, sweet and sweet, and it would never be forgotten after a sip. Unfortunately, it is a specialty of my hometown Lucia. Only Count Lucia and our king can enjoy it. I used to be the gatekeeper of Count Lucia, and I was fortunate to taste a glass of wine when he held his wedding..."

"Hey, hey, listen to me, I haven't talked about Lucia pork sauce, sheep cheese, honey and roasted lamb, and the passionate and unrestrained Shaq Kingdom girls, who are chasing warriors who can defeat bulls and monsters..."

The chattering old man made the middle-aged man next to him shake his head in disgust. This guy was too long-winded and interrupted his nostalgia for his hometown. It was the only trace that he could prove his past existence.

The old man looked at the middle-aged man with reluctance to avoid him. He murmured to himself melancholy: "I haven't said that I have a country house in Lucia. Green vines are covered with walls, and the light yellow flowers are more beautiful than any kind of flowers. The floor in the corner of the cottage should have been raised, but I can't go home to repair it. Because I have been away from there for more than 30 years, my body has long been weak, and I may die on the way home..."

His voice gradually became deeper. There seemed to be turbid tears flowing across the corners of his eyes, and he kept nagging: "Go home, go home? Go home!"

The old man, who seemed to have made up some determination, waved his hands hard, frightening Greenton next to him.

"Old sir, what's wrong with you?" Greenton asked subconsciously, thinking about his hometown town on the border of the Principal of Waoret.

The old man laughed and said, "I'm going home, I'm going home!" He was radiant and energetic.

Then he smiled and added: "It's really no regrets to hear Mr. Lucien Evans's symphony before I died. Some folk tunes seemed to be found in his music, but they perfectly incorporated the symphony, which was so melodious and classic. Haha. When I returned to my hometown and began to miss Alto, perhaps the first thing I miss was Mr. Evans and his outstanding and great works."

"You're right!" Greenton was extremely happy to hear the old man's praise. "When the first movement of this symphony "From the New Kingdom", I thought it was just a work of above level and barely considered an excellent work. Maybe it would be harshly criticized by critics. But after the second movement was played, I never doubted that this was a classic that was better than outstanding and could be called a great one. Maybe it was just a little bit short of comparing with "Fate". "Perhaps because I often returned to my hometown, Greenton put his favorite "Fate" in front of it, and used his usual hand to rub Jintaler to compare a very small meaning, "Mr. Evans is definitely the most outstanding and talented musician in the last twenty years!"

After sighing, Greenton suddenly had a question: "All such works are placed second to last, so what kind of work should the symphony in D minor, which was last called "Ode to Joy"?"

"Fate" is placed first because it is a work from the past and is used to express the meaning of return, so no one has any questions. The arrangement of the two symphonies behind them has not yet been heard, and no one has made trouble guesses. But after "The New Kingdom" completely touched people's hearts, they found that such a great new work is not the finale, not the end!

The old man was stunned for a moment, and then with the understanding and smile given to him by the passing of time, he said: "It is probably a more classic, greater and more outstanding work than "The New Kingdom". I believe in Mr. Evans's talent and his discernment."

"Me too. It's really exciting!" Greenton turned around and looked at the crystal wall, looking at the band that was being trimmed, and his tone was slightly ethereal.

Betty and others in the square also noticed this problem one after another, began to calm down, and waited for the beginning of the last symphony with expectations, thinking from the bottom of their hearts that it must be an outstanding and great work.

They seem to be completely worried about such expectations, such hopes will bring about a disappointing ending, and they are not worried at all!

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Inside the hall of Psalm.

Elena quietly wiped away her tears, then glanced at Joel and Alisa who were still intoxicated, and whispered to Phyllis: "From this music, I heard from Lucien's thoughts in the past three years of travel and field trips, my hometown, and my friends. They are so sincere that they completely touched my heart. This is really a moving melody full of power from God. I think it will be passed on to the distance by travelers and passed on from generation to generation."

Phyllis' eyes were also red: "This reminded me of the experience of following Teacher Victor touring. I didn't think it at first, but as months passed, I began to miss my parents, my Bern Manor, my beautiful bedroom, my dolls and my friends."

"I tried to turn this thought and sorrow into music. Elena, the piano sketch you have ever heard is one of the best works, but it is so different from Lucienlai. Before I heard this symphony today, I could not imagine that thought and sorrow could be displayed in this way, which gave me countless inspirations."

Then she joked and said solemnly: "I found that I admire Lucien a little..."

As a classmate who studied music together and witnessed Lucien's initial rookie appearance. Even though Phyllis was shocked by "Fate", he moved the String Serenade in G Major as a birthday gift and resonated with "Pathiology". He just felt that Lucien was talented, optimistic about his future and respected his status as a top musician.

But after this time the same emotions and the same inspiration brought about by the creative comparison, Phyllis felt that she really began to worship Lucien.

"So too." Elena replied with a serious smile.

Phyllis put his right hand on his low-cut dress and laughed: "Then let's look forward to the last symphony. I hope Lucien can make us admire a little more!"

"Gris told me that Mr. Franz and Mr. Fabrini are very proud of "Ode to Joy". More than "The New Kingdom". "Allina said the news she had found out, and then smiled and said, "He will not disappoint us. I hope that when I get old, I can lean on the sofa next to the fireplace and tell my grandson that your grandmother was friends with that great musician, music master, and legend in the music industry..."

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Inside the VIP private room.

After hearing the words of Master Christopher, Natasha smiled and said, "Mr. President, can you leave without completing that religious music?"

"Maybe the taste of my hometown can give me more inspiration." Christopher smiled peacefully, "His Princess, did Lucien mention this work when he was communicating with you? I think it seems that it is the first time you have heard it, and the same feeling as us."

Natasha pursed her lips and raised her eyebrows: "No, he is very good at keeping it secret. But from what he asked, from the lines, I could clearly feel that longing, my longing for my hometown, my relatives and friends, so when I heard this symphony, I was not surprised, and I had a premonition about its excellence. Of course, I have different feelings from Mr. President. Alto is my hometown, and my memories belong here. Lucien's melody only reminds me of some childhood past and my experiences when I traveled in the Kingdom of Holm."

Grand Duke Vaurit also nodded. Although the desolate and melancholy melodious melody reminded him of many deep memories, he did not have much direct feeling of nostalgia when he was born in Alto and grew up in Alto.

"I am the same as your princess, but I have more experience in tour performances. The longing that Lucien contains in the music made me feel. At that time, I miss Alto so much and miss the home I set up with Winnie... Unfortunately, in order to grasp the creation of "The Symphony of Love", I did not pay attention to these inspirations. Of course, I think I should not create such an excellent melody." Victor praised his students.

Othello shook his head: "This is really a work that makes me conflicted. I love the second movement so much, but I reject the rest of it. I hope Evans's "Ode to Joy" won't let me conflict like this again."

"It must be a great work comparable to "Fate"." Natasha said firmly and full of confidence in her good friends.

Although she relied on her identity as a princess and good friend, it was not difficult to hear Lucien's rehearsal, but she resisted her curiosity and kept all her expectations to this day.

Victor nodded, "I have more confidence in Lucien than in myself, and I believe he will definitely come up with a masterpiece."

"Don't put so much pressure on young people." Christopher smiled and looked at them, "Of course, I also want to say, very, very much looking forward to it!"

Grand Duke Vaurit said in a complicated mood: "Let us look forward to this excellent young man bringing us wonderful music."

Earls Hayn, Earls Rafati, Cardinal Gösse and others also showed expressions of anticipation.

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Backstage of Psalm Hall.

The coughing sounds continued, and it took a long time to calm down.

"Mr. Evans, are you okay? Otherwise, let Mr. Franz take over your command?" Fabrini asked softly worriedly.

Lucien covered his mouth and was quiet for a while, then shook his head: "I'm fine, the cough is only intermittent and will not affect the command. I have been able to hold on for nearly three hours. Will there be problems in the last hour? I'm a knight!"

Since Lucien often coughed during this period, his body looked pretty good, at least he was not so weak that he lost his strength and could not walk, so when he saw him relieved and spoke smoothly, everyone let go of his worries.

Then, Lucien looked at Fabrini sincerely: "Because Aalto can't find a baritone singer who is excellent enough, I can only ask you."

Opera is not as popular as symphony in Alto, so singers are also worse than Sturk, Rentat and other places.

Fabrini's face was slightly red by such sincere eyes: "Mr. Evans, don't worry, although I can't compare to a real baritone singer, after this period of practice, I am sure to perform well."

With the help of some mysterious chanting techniques that are said to be used to temper the Paladin, he was able to perfectly control his throat and simulate the singing of various parts, but it was difficult to perform well, which was one of the difficulties in previous rehearsals.

Lucien stood up and looked around the singers here. The choir members waved their arms inspiringly:

"Friends, why sing the old tune and let our singing come together into a joyful chorus!"

"A chorus of joy!" Everyone present answered with their arms raised.

When Fabrini and the choir members went outside to prepare, Lucien took a tuxedo and walked out strode. (To be continued. Mobile phone users please go to m. Read.)
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