Lucien bowed to the front of the stage and the box, but the thunderous applause did not slow down at all. Lucien had to salute again and again, just like when Christoph bowed yesterday.
In the city square, the ordinary people who did not have bloodline powers and were not favored by the gods found that applause was not enough to express the madness in their hearts. The long-suppressed grief turned into cheers and screams, which were completely vented out.
The upper class people in the Psalm Hall were not as crazy as Lucien, but their applause was also louder than ever. Even though they were Knights, even though they had awakened the blessing of the gods, they were still human beings and not gods. They still had their own stories, their own sadness, joy, love, family, pain, and hatred. Once the softest part of their heart was touched by the music, they would also resonate with the music and express their feelings crazily.
The truly beautiful music that came from the heart was not divided by status, race, or religion.
Only the most devout fanatics who had given everything to the Lord appeared relatively calm.
Watching Lucien leaving the stage after countless curtain calls, the audience in the square finally calmed down. The tiredness and inner peace after venting their anger came back at the same time.
"Although this piano sonata is not as good as Destiny, it's still the best piano sonata I've ever heard, both in structure and melody." Piola exclaimed when he saw the crystal wall slowly disappearing. At the same time, he felt a sense of loss, as if he wanted to hear it again. "What runs through the two works is Mr. Evans' belief that he will never give up in the face of difficulties, dangers, depression, and sadness."
Sharon's smile dispelled the sadness, "The piano sonatas of the past are far inferior to Mr. Evans's work in terms of both the content and the musical expression. It's not hard to imagine that Pathetique will be the model for future sonatas. If we didn't come to Aalto, how could we accept so many new musical ideas so quickly? "The seven-month long journey seemed to have paid off beyond imagination.
No wonder the Aalto Music Festival was always a music festival!
Grace stared at the direction of the disappearing crystal wall. "And Mr. Evans has made piano playing itself into an art. I've decided to learn piano."
"Stay in Aalto to study?" Piola asked Grace hesitantly, "In Sturk, only upper-class nobles and musicians can afford Music Criticism and Symphony Herald. As long as we go back to our hometown, with the ideas, structures and techniques we learned from Mr. Evans' concert today, we will definitely become a popular band and join a real symphony orchestra, embarking on our own musical path.
"If you stay in Aalto, Grace, how much money do you have to squander to look for Teacher? Besides, there are too many outstanding musicians and musicians in Aalto. We're not Mr. Evans, so there's no chance for us to become famous here. "
Before Grace could answer, Grimm, who was silent, said, "Come back with us, Grace. Our Fantasia is under Mr. Evans's guidance, and we'll be famous in Sturk as soon as we finish modifying the song according to his suggestions and spread the news to the public. "
Although Grimm was silent, it didn't mean that he didn't have his own thoughts. He wouldn't let go of the chance to quickly become famous with the help of musicians.
Although it was a bit inappropriate, Piola, Sharon and the others didn't refute Grimm's words. They were even tempted.
Grace's expression changed again and again. Finally, she thought of her relatives in her hometown and the bright future Grimm described. She finally sighed and said, "Then let's buy the latest issue of Music Criticism and other newspapers. There must be discussions about piano fingering techniques and the genre of sonata."
The others nodded solemnly. These newspapers not only represented the future of their music, but they could also make a lot of money by selling them.
Lilith and her brother, Sala, were immersed in their repressed emotions for a long time before they looked at each other and turned to walk towards the city gate.
"When we become official … we'll travel around the continent. We'll definitely find a place to study in peace." Sala patted his sister's shoulder.
Lilith nodded seriously, "I didn't expect Mr. Evans to suffer so much. I can feel his heart, but he's so determined and persistent. He'll never give up in the face of difficulties. We have to be like him!"
The two siblings slowly disappeared into the crowd. On the other side, Mekanzi and Pieroux walked back in a daze as if they had lost their souls.
…
In the backstage of the Psalm Hall, Lucien slightly unbuttoned the top button of his shirt and hugged Rhein, "Thank you for your help. Otherwise, my concert wouldn't have been so successful."
Seizing the opportunity, Lucien asked in a low voice, "Mr. Rhein, can you tell me the location now?"
Rhein patted Lucien's shoulder and replied in a low voice, "Do you think this is a good place to talk about this? I'll see you tomorrow night. "
Then he raised his voice, "Congratulations, Lucien. You've shown everyone the direction of change and achieved great success. You'll become a real, authoritative and famous musician."
After Rhein and Lucien separated, Thomas also gave Lucien a hug, "Mr. Evans, I told you last time that you'd become the most famous musician on the continent, but I didn't expect that you'd succeed so fast. Congratulations, you'll be a musical legend in the future."
After thanking the band, a Knight was already waiting at the door. He was here to invite Lucien to the box.
Lucien was a bit nervous. Could he keep his identity as a sorcerer in front of a Saint Cardinal?
"Don't worry. You have the Blessing of Moonlight, which can cover the uniqueness of a sorcerer's soul." Rhein pretended to pack up his instruments and walked past Lucien. His voice was so low that it was barely audible, "Unless he suspects you and directly checks you with divine power."
Lucien calmed down after hearing Rhine's words. Following the knight squire, Lucien walked into the room where the big shots were sitting.
… …
Standing in front of the box, Lucien could clearly feel the warm holy light from Sardes, because the person sitting in front of him was a real Saint Cardinal.
"Luckily, I don't have the Blessing of Darkness, and I don't specialize in Necromancy. Otherwise, I would have been seriously injured by Sardes' soul." Lucien's power had improved a lot compared to last time, so he could better guess Sardes' unfathomable power.
After Lucien greeted the big shots, the Grand Dukes Of Orvarit came to Lucien in person. He patted Lucien's hands and said, "Your music and your performance have the power to touch people's hearts. I like it very much. Hehe, if you were not my daughter's music consultant, I would definitely invite you to be the chief music consultant of the royal court. I hope that you can continue to compose such beautiful music. As long as you can maintain this level of performance, you will definitely be a great musician in the future. "
Natasha directly gave Lucien a Knight's hug and then whispered in his ear, "Lucien, what other good ideas do you have? Good things should be shared with good friends! "
Obviously, she was still upset that she could not show her charm in front of Sylvia in that way.
"I don't think so," replied Lucien, a bit embarrassed. He could not say that he was actually still a magic apprentice.
Then Natasha let go of Lucien and said with a rare peaceful smile, "Your performance just now reminded me of a lot of things that I thought I could forget. Thank you, Lucien. Even if they are sad, they are still valuable."
Christoph smiled and walked to Lucien. After looking at him for dozens of seconds, he finally hugged him kindly, "My era is over, but you let me see the arrival of a new era."
"My life is the same. Thank you for your praise, Mr. President." Lucien replied with a double meaning. His life was about to end an old chapter and start a new journey.
Christoph stepped aside to let Lucien pass and smiled, "On behalf of Music Criticism and Symphony News, I would like to invite you to write a long-term article. As long as it is written by you, it will definitely be on the first few pages. "
These two most famous music newspapers on the continent were sponsored by the Aalto Society. Only real musicians or people of noble status could write articles for them. And once the articles written by them were included in these two newspapers, the remuneration would range from one to five Quintal, depending on the fame and the page size.
At this time, Lucien had already arrived in front of Bishop Sardes. Forcing himself to keep calm, he kissed the back of Sardes' hand with the etiquette of a Knight, "It is my greatest honor that you can come to my concert."
Sardes nodded, his turbid eyes half closed, "I've heard about your story. I also understand the sadness and pain in your heart, but you have a tough heart. That's why you have reached your current glory. Young man, remember one thing, difficulties and hardships are the test of the Lord. If you don't go through them, you can't really shine in your life. May the Lord bless you. "
Leaving in front of Sardes, Lucien did not relax at all. In front of a legendary powerhouse, even the slightest change in his mood would be discovered!
After Verdi's solemn and simple congratulations, Prince Michel smiled shyly and hugged Lucien, "Congratulations, Mr. Evans. You are already a famous musician. On behalf of the Tria Palace and myself, I would like to extend an invitation to you. No matter when you come to Tria, you will receive the greatest welcome. "
"Thank you, Your Highness. If there is a chance, I will definitely go to Tria. "Lucien expressed his gratitude.
Then, Lucien received a lot of invitations from other guests in the box, from different countries on the continent.
As for these invitations, Lucien did not turn them down. He only said that he needed to think about it, because only when he knew the location of the Headquarters of the Magic Council could he decide on the route, and these invitations would be an excuse for him to leave.
Coming out of the box, Lucien saw that the audience began to slowly leave the Psalm Hall. The noise outside had stopped, and it was as quiet as the night. Lucien shook his head and smiled,
It's time to end it, musician Lucien. (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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