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Bruns used to be the manor of Natasha, the Violet Count. The coachman was as good as the one in Phyllis's Berne manor. The carriage was moving smoothly on the crowded streets of Aalto, slowly heading towards the Musicians' associations in the administrative district. Lucien didn't feel the slightest bump in the carriage.
"Aalto has become so lively." Through the half-opened window, Lucien felt the unprecedented hustle and bustle in Aalto. The number of people walking on both sides of the street was several times more than usual.
And on the street, there were many unfamiliar carriages, because the coat of arms on the carriages were not familiar to Lucien. "This is the coat of arms of Viscount Taran of the Holy Helvetic Empire, and this is the coat of arms of Baron Bai Fenglin of Syracuse … Haha, I can totally be regarded as a heraldic scholar."
There were books in Natasha's study that specifically introduced the noble's coat of arms, and these books took up a large part of the study. Therefore, although Lucien didn't read all of them, he could basically recognize all of the common coats of arms with his powerful memory.
Looking at the exotic carriages, Lucien turned his attention to the two sides of the street again. There were bards and street artists performing there every ten meters or so.
"Uncle Chorre?" Lucien suddenly noticed that at the corner of the street, Chorre was happily playing the "Ur" harp. Although he was missing two fingers on his left hand, it didn't affect him from playing ordinary music with this simple instrument.
Signaling the coachman to stop the carriage by the street, Lucien walked to Chorre's side, looked at him with a smile, and quietly listened to him play a passionate and romantic serenade.
The pedestrians around cheered and applauded, and some took out Nars and threw them into Chorre's hat in front of him.
But they didn't recognize that the quiet young man who was listening with a smile next to them was the talented musician they had been talking about.
After he finished playing, the Chorre humorously said to Lucien, "It's hard to stay at home for too long and have nothing to do."
John was favored by Sir Venn, and Lucien often found various reasons to take care of them. Chorre and Alisa could live a very good life even if they didn't have to work.
Lucien did not feel embarrassed at all, "I can see that you are very happy, Uncle Chorre. It's nice to be able to enjoy the joy brought by music." Chorre did not care about the copper coins in his hat at all.
"You're right. The arrival of the Aalto Music Festival has rekindled my passion, so I went out to play again, but not for the sake of living." Chorre was even happier when he heard Lucien's understanding. "I feel like I've returned to the past, when I just came to Aalto not long ago. Just like them, I was full of dreams and dedication to music. After so many years, I finally found this beautiful feeling again." He pointed at the strange bards and street artists nearby.
They were completely different from their peers who had been in Aalto for a long time. They were all trying their best to play their own music to the pedestrians, showing off their voices, hoping to get praise and recognition instead of money.
Lucien liked this kind of simple beauty very much, "When I see them, my mood becomes better."
"So this is why I like the Aalto Music Festival." Chorre burst out laughing. Then he picked up the seven-string harp "Ur" and played a soothing and melodious piece.
Seeing that he was immersed in his dream of music, Lucien did not disturb him. After standing quietly for a while, he took a walk nearby and enjoyed the performances of the bards and street artists. Occasionally, he would throw a few copper coins to show his appreciation. Lucien had been studying magic at home for too long, and he kind of missed the lively and noisy scene.
Also, Lucien had been absorbing the essence of their different styles of music from different countries and perfecting a piece of music that he created himself.
This piece of music was not plagiarized by Lucien. Instead, it was an adaptation of the third movement of Violin Sonata in G minor, which was one of the most difficult pieces in this world. After Lucien adapted it into a piano piece, he made a lot of changes to the rhythm, the strength, and the speed in order to show off his skills in his concert.
Since this sonata was not very similar to the one on Earth, Lucien had slowly adapted it by himself. In any case, in what might be the first and also the last concert of his life, Lucien still hoped to have something of his own.
Walking slowly on the street, Lucien found that he really liked this lively city. The melodious music and the lively scene were all so beautiful. "If only there was no Church here."
"Sir, are you coming to our concert? It's free! " Suddenly, a man in his twenties ran past him and invited Lucien sincerely. His green eyes were full of enthusiasm and expectation.
Lucien asked in confusion, "Concert?"
"Yes, sir. We rented a big house on the street to hold the concert. Everyone is invited for free!" The man with brown hair quickly introduced himself. "By the way, I'm Piola, the first violinist of the band. Would you like to join us?"
Lucien was just about to listen to the concert before two o 'clock in the afternoon, so he smiled and nodded. "Where is it?"
Piola cheered. "The thirtieth audience!"
Then he took Lucien into a street and entered the hall of a two-story house.
In the middle of the hall, there was a simple stage set up temporarily. There were two violins, a viola, a cello, and a harpsichord borrowed from somewhere. A mature girl with long black hair, a light blue dress, and a plump figure was sitting on the piano stool, guarding the instruments. There were already more than 20 people around her who came to listen to the concert.
After Piola led Lucien in, he smiled apologetically. "Sir, please wait for fifteen minutes. We still have to invite more friends. During this time, Grace will play the harpsichord for you. "
Lucien roughly understood what was going on. They should be a band from other countries. Taking advantage of the Aalto Music Festival, they came here to pursue their musical dreams. However, because they were not famous and did not have enough money, they could not rent the concert halls in Aalto. Even if they did rent them, there would not be many audiences. Therefore, they could only use the form of a free and simple concert to let more people know about them, to gain recognition, and to make a name for themselves.
After Piola went out, the girl named Grace played "For Sylvia" with the harpsichord. The familiar beautiful melody sounded in Lucien's ears.
This piece of music was easy to learn, and Grace played it well. However, Lucien slightly frowned. "The harpsichord can't produce the pure feeling of flowing spring water. The effect of the song-like melody is a bit worse."
Because of its other advantages, the harpsichord was not immediately eliminated by the piano.
After four or five pieces of music that Lucien was familiar with, Piola, two men, and a woman invited more than twenty guests one after another.
Seeing that the guests had crowded the small room, Piola decided to start the concert. He walked on the stage, picked up the violin, and enthusiastically said, "We are the band from the Pearl of the Sea 'Sturk'. I am the first violinist Piola, this is the second violinist Sharon, viola player Grimm, cello player Leslie, harpsichord player Grace. Welcome to our concert."
It could be seen that they often held similar free and simple concerts in their original city, so they were very experienced. At the beginning, they used a lively serenade to arouse everyone's emotions.
After that, they played some small pieces of their own creation, such as Fantasia.
Although Lucien did not have any real creative ability, under the influence of the Aalto Musicians' Association, his piano playing had reached a certain level, so he was very good at distinguishing music. He nodded slightly. "There are some good melodies and harmonies, but they are far from being outstanding." Their basic skills were not bad. Even in Aalto, they could be qualified musicians, unlike most bards who had developed habits and could not change even if they wanted to.
The simple concert ended in less than an hour. Because it was free, and because the people of Aalto really loved music, Piola and the others received warm applause. This encouraged them and made them very excited, so they all walked off the stage, ready to exchange their music with the audience.
Piola directly went to Lucien, the young man with an extraordinary temperament. "Sir, what do you think of our Fantasia in C minor?" He wanted to hear what this gentleman had to say.
"Not bad, but I think there are some flaws in the logical development of the music, the way of starting and the density of the notes …" Lucien expressed his opinion seriously.
"Ah …" Piola did not expect to receive such a professional opinion. He was stunned for more than ten seconds before he came back to his senses. Then he began to talk with Lucien eagerly.
The other audience members quickly left after talking about the auditory experience, so Leslie, Grace and the others gathered. They were slightly surprised to see the professional conversation between the two, and then they all joined in.
"Thank you, sir. We got a valuable opinion." Grace saw that Lucien was about to leave and hurriedly expressed her gratitude.
Lucien smiled gently. "This is the ticket for the concert. I have to go now. Have a good time in Aalto."
"Thank you for your blessing. We will definitely have a good time, because the Aalto Music Festival will begin in a few days. In addition to the concerts before midnight in every concert hall, the concert schedule in the Psalm Hall has also been announced today. The first night will be a mass and hymn concert starting at eight o 'clock. Many famous musicians will present their own religious works." Piola was very excited when he mentioned this. "On the fourth night will be the symphony of the honorable Mr. Christoph, and on the fifth night will be the first concert of the genius musician Mr. Lucien Evans."
Lucien was a little confused. "It's already arranged?"
"Of course. One represents the past and the present, and the other represents the present and the future. What an interesting arrangement." Sharon, the violinist, also said excitedly, "Now that we can listen to Mr. Christopher and Mr. Evans' concert in person, we've spent seven months coming to Aalto from the seaside. We'll have no regrets!" "What?
During the Aalto Music Festival, the concert in the Psalm Hall would be performed simultaneously in the city square for the ordinary people who did not have tickets.
"Seven months to the seaside …" Lucien's interest was piqued. He talked with them about the dangers of the trip and did not leave until it was almost two o 'clock in the evening.
Watching Lucien's back disappear in the gate, Grace had a lot of mixed feelings. "I didn't expect that a random gentleman on the street of Aalto could be so knowledgeable in music. This is indeed the Capital of Music."
"Damn it. We were so rude. We didn't ask for his name." Piola slapped his forehead in frustration.
After arriving at the Musicians' Association and greeting Elena, Lucien went to his personal lounge to prepare for the afternoon practice with the band.
Soon, someone knocked on the door. Lucien opened the door and was surprised to see Natasha and Camille.
"Lucien, be careful. Don't go out at night. Argent Horn is active in many small towns on the edge of the Duchy again." Natasha closed the door and warned Lucien seriously. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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