Doom Knight System

Chapter 167 "Listen, Listen, Skylark"

Mrs. Judy was very glad that she was in a hidden corner, and this gaffe was not discovered, but Mrs. Miranda beside her couldn't help laughing and said, "Why bother? I'll ask Lancelot to give it to you later. You can write a song, but I waited on him for a whole day before I got this serenade."

"Hmph! It's not certain who wins and who loses. I don't care. Do you want to make a bet?" Mrs. Judy took a breath and said in a deep voice.Looking at Mrs. Miranda's smiling face, she wished she could scratch it with a piece of glass in her hand.

"Hehe... No matter what the bet is, I have confidence in Lancelot." Mrs. Miranda smiled, but did not speak. She was keenly aware that Mrs. Judy's emotions were a little out of control, and she stopped teasing the other party. Just take it.

The guests held goblets and spread the news throughout the hall as they shuttled back and forth.Immediately after, more explosive news came, this time Mrs. Judy was the banker, and she could choose to place a bet, and the proceeds would be used to pay for the maintenance of the Titan and improve the treatment of the Knights Templar in the inner city.

Businessmen like to gamble, not to mention that this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If Madam Judy can remember herself in her mind, it will be worth spending any money.

The odds of the two are quite equal. Originally, everyone planned to put all their money on Lancelow for the purpose of currying favor with Mrs. Miranda, but then there was another news that Mrs. Judy of the Hades family was very optimistic that Fogo had gone down. 500 million US dollars.

At this moment, the merchants who traveled by sea were a little at a loss. They knew that the Hades family was powerful, and they all pointed to the different dimension to eat, so some people had to change their minds and support Fogo.That leaves the bets on both sides roughly even.

Hannibal approached Lancelot and said in a low voice, "The serenade is not good for you, it's better to make a sonata instead."

Wensky frowned, interrupted Hannibal, and said, "Most of the themes at the banquet are about love or soft serenades. Sonatas are not suitable for playing in such a vulgar place. If it spreads, Lance Mr. Luo will be laughed at."

"It's okay, I am very confident in my serenade. Liszt is nothing special in my eyes." Lancelot drank the wine in the glass, apologized and left.

This made the group of gray-haired pianists dissatisfied. They felt that Lancelot was too arrogant. Liszt's serenade was already an unattainable peak in the eyes of everyone. Now they still want someone to surpass it?

Vinsky raised his hand to suppress everyone's discussion, and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, please be quiet, Mr. Lancelot has a rare talent, and he created the "Moonlight" sonata at this age, which Liszt did not do back then. Yes, it is normal to have some thoughts at this age, even if you fail, you will grow a lot. If it can be confirmed that the "Moonlight" sonata is indeed made by him, I suggest calling him a master in advance."

"agreed, agreed!"……

Everyone is not optimistic that Lancelot will win, only Hannibal said to himself: "Mr. Lancelot's talent may bring unexpected surprises! I really look forward to a new serenade that can win Li Si Defeated, the piano world has been silent for too long now."

Naturally, his point of view was not approved by those older pianists. Fogo's teacher was Liszt's second-generation true disciple, Sowa. It can be said that he got everything. The channel of the upper class is sinking day by day.However, his own talent has been affirmed by everyone.

The piano is a musical instrument for the nobility. Not only is its price high and the tuition fees are staggering, but more importantly, all the inner-city nobles regard it as a skill for class division, and through the piano, citizens and nobles are invisibly divided into two classes.It can be said that if it was not for Mrs. Judy's permission, Fogo's family is backward, and he would never have the opportunity to perform on such an occasion in his life, and the same is true for Lancelot.

In this way, the time passed by second by second, and the dance was still going on, and new guests entered the hall from time to time.Most of these people are in their early twenties, with decent clothes and temperament, full of aristocratic elegance.

These are the aristocratic students of the Conservatory of Music who received the news. Under the call of the teacher, they came to study and watch Lancelot's performance.

The serenade was originally sung by young men to their lover's window at night, expressing their love, with a beautiful, euphemistic and lingering melody.Finally, it evolved into piano music, and later, under the creation of Liszt, it became social and entertaining.

In a burst of warm applause, Fogo first appeared on the stage. He first bowed to the crowd and then sat down in front of the pure white piano.The band next to it is also getting ready.

Fogo's body is thin, his eyes are fixed on the keys, his right hand is firmly raised, followed closely, and pressed down on the keys like an eagle swooping down.A clear chord came out, followed by a series of beautiful notes from the left hand.

Everyone has heard this piece of music. It is Liszt's most classic serenade "Listen, Listen, Lark", which describes the love song sung by Emperor Cloton of Ingrey to Queen Imogen.

In the morning, Cloton brought a group of musicians to the antechamber adjoining Imogen's boudoir, played for her, and sang this song to touch her heart.

The song is written in the form of a stanza, and the music is divided into two sections, the first section being in the key of C major.The melody is lively and lively, describing the beautiful scenery of "the skylark sings in the sky, and the god of the sun rises";

The second section changes from C major to A flat major, creating a sharp tonal contrast and rendering magnificent colors.Finally, it was switched back to C major, and the tonal color changed from dark to bright, expressing the artistic conception of the morning light urging people and the small building dreaming back.

Being recognized by Fogo, he naturally showed his strength. His right hand was raised and lowered very cleanly without any sticking to the keys. At the same time, in conjunction with the pedal action on his feet, the sound of the piano was full of thick and rich texture.

Everyone was infected by the sound of the piano, as if they were brought to that sunny morning, and everyone had smiles on their faces.

Lancelot was unmoved, and stared fixedly at Fogo's hands. He could feel a subtle fluctuation of mental power emanating from Fogo's hands. Invisibly enhanced the charm of the serenade "Listen, Listen, Lark".This has a similar principle to his [Knights Don't Die Unarmed].

Mrs. Judy rarely showed a smile on her face. In her impression, there were not many masters in the inner city who could express this feeling.

Mrs. Miranda frowned slightly, feeling a little regretful in her heart for putting forward conditions to Lancelow. A master-level new repertoire also needs to be adjusted.

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