Old-time musicians

"Holy City, Holy City, whether you are a blessed place or a cursed place this time, I, Fanning, am here again"

"Not only am I here again, I am also planning to come with 'three people' this time, hahaha."

The silver bow of the cruise ship steadily cuts through the waves. At a relatively high semi-open-air viewing coffee table, Fanning lies on a rocking chair, holding a glass of sparkling cocktail, looking into the distance leisurely.

The final payment and handover procedures for the famous violin "Sol Ruby" were successfully completed more than an hour ago without any accidents. At this moment, at another coffee table parallel to Fanning's location, a girl's trailing white dress is blown to one side by the sea breeze. Her graceful figure, the violin and the bow together form a dark silhouette in the afterglow.

The existence of the sea breeze has no effect on the spiritual penetration of this violin.

"It's only No. 1 of BWV1002. I feel that if Sheeran doesn't play all six sets of 'violin suites' tonight, she won't be able to sleep."

Feeling the leaping and stretching notes, the uneven marching parts, and the girl's enthusiastic performance and active desire for exploration, Fanning smiled and shook his head, took another sip of cocktail, and couldn't help squinting his eyes and rocking the rocking chair.

It's so enjoyable.

Even if you exclude the factor of preference, this set of Bach's "Little Nothing" is better than all the live or records Fanning has heard.

Impeccable people and pianos, impeccable appreciation environment, plus the mood has been quite good before and after this period.

It's completely different from the mood of "holding the side and whistling alone, not knowing what day it is" when I was on the southern continent and sitting on a ferry on the route of the Paradogos Islands.

Take another sip of wine and lie down a little more.

Fanning hoped that everything around him at this moment could continue, and then the fact was indeed so. Tonight had just begun, and it was long enough. This trip, which was not for the purpose of rushing, still had more than half a month to go.

As for the accompanying personnel for this trip, all members of the old symphony orchestra and the direct choir were dispatched - there was no room for compression in this area. After arriving in San Perto, the rehearsal and performance tasks were very heavy. As long as the personnel were discounted, the effect would definitely be discounted.

In addition, the children of other county-level theater affiliated choirs and the youth symphony orchestra under the art aid system did not come this time.

Moreover, the other accompanying administrative staff were extremely streamlined.

Several executives who were the backbone of the group were sitting in the rear. After all, it was only their own resident orchestra that went out this time, but the entire Turner Art Theater, the vast majority of external cooperative artists and groups were foreign, and these receptions and operations needed to be maintained.

The only person Fanning arranged to accompany him was Marley, the deputy director in charge of lighting, stage design and sound.

And in the following period of time, I chatted with Marley quite a few times.

"My boss seems to be quite interested in stage design recently." Marley, the bearded painter, was sometimes puzzled.

For example, tonight, Fanning invited him to have dinner at the coffee table again. He was in a very high mood. He first shared his understanding of stage setting, then talked about the costume style of actors in the Western Continent, and then talked about the impact of the innovation of industrial technology in the past half century on people's lighting aesthetics.

However, Marley is indeed not an ordinary person. As a "forging lion" level painter, and he started with impressionism, his understanding of light, shadow, color and dynamics is definitely among the top artists in the world.

There is no need to say more about his insights in the field of stage art.

Of course, Fanning himself started by "buying the bottom" of impressionist oil paintings. When he helped this group of down-and-out painter friends to hold exhibitions, he often suggested that they "receive" oil paintings to offset the commission.

This time, he sold three works, plus some income from others, and directly "copied" an antique violin.

Experts and experts, the exchange was back and forth, and they chatted for more than three hours.

A strange guess suddenly came to Marley's mind.

He saw Fanning chatting while writing some music. From his perspective, although it was upside down, it was close after all. At first glance, it seemed that he was not conceiving the symphony of the fourth movement.

The score of the instrumentation was not right, and why did it seem to have vocal music? Marley saw Fanning was still writing the lyrics.

The symphony he was conceiving was untitled and purely instrumental. It was not the same thing, absolutely not the same thing.

Well, it seems that my boss has started to create other works "multi-line" again, which is also one of his "traditional arts", such as the ten consecutive concertos in the opening season of Turner Hall.

But this time. This is recently.

Talk about stage design? Talk about costumes? Talk about scenery? Talk about lighting?

Marley's heart was shocked.

Could it be an opera! ?

After my boss came to Janus this time, he would not want to play an opera to warm up first! ?

This. Is it a bit too much?

Fanning seemed to see through the other party's thoughts and smiled: "When we get to San Perto, let's all do something fun first. Mr. Painter, it's time to show your genius and creativity. At that time, the stage scenery, costumes, and lighting will be left to you in full charge."

"Absolutely no problem." Thinking of being able to lead the entire team to practice his artistic concept at this time, Marley quickly patted his chest and guaranteed, "Three days. Oh, no, two days, as long as you let me get the script two days in advance, I guarantee to design something different for you."

The two clinked their glasses, and Fanning stood up and stretched:

"Okay, let's stop here today. I'll think about whether I need to recruit some vocalists in Janus to expand the organization of our choir."

After returning to his suite, Fanning whistled and went straight to the bathroom to prepare a large tub of hot water for himself.

The pointer pointed to eleven o'clock at night. During the sound of water, he prepared shampoo, slippers, bathrobes, razors and shaving foam, and walked to the outer room to pull down the privacy curtains of the large floor-to-ceiling window for viewing the sea view, and then began to take off his clothes leisurely.

"I haven't eaten too well recently."

Fanning's eyes swept across the dressing mirror, and before entering the bathroom, he reached out and pulled off a page of the calendar on the wall.

"Swish——"

The date entered tomorrow in advance.

In three days, the cruise ship should dock in the West Continent.

In the mist, Fanning stepped into the bathtub and lay down. The hot water overflowed, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Putting his head on the cushion, his whole brain began to work in a comfortable state, thinking about a series of plans after arriving in San Perto.

But somehow, today's thinking is always a bit divergent, and thinking about other ideas.

Fanning changed a few postures, and then decided to just empty his mind.

Anyway, there is no rush, and I have been eating, drinking and having fun during this period.

Under the continuous relaxation of my whole body and mind, my eyes gradually closed.

The time on the wall clock ticked away, and suddenly at a certain moment, a strong sense of anxiety with a "sad" physiological reaction appeared in Fanning's heart inexplicably!

Before he opened his eyes, the whole person almost "bounced" out of the bathtub!

Of course, this was not enough to get out of the bathtub, but at the same time, the lights in the room flashed rapidly. Between the alternation of illumination and darkness, Fanning had already descended into the chariot and used the light and shadow to shuttle to another corner!

After emerging from the shadows, his pupils suddenly contracted, and he looked coldly at the hot water in the bathtub.

They had turned into a sticky "glue"-like liquid without an appointment!

"You come to my cruise ship as a guest without an appointment, and you go directly to the bathing place? Is your quality so poor?" Fanning, with wet hair, sneered and took a bathrobe to cover his body.

No one answered him, and the glue suddenly surged up again, and the outside became dry and brittle, as if it had become a humanoid creature wearing rotten clothes.

"Playing tricks." Fanning snorted coldly, stretched out his right hand and held it in a virtual grip, ready to use the invisible power of the "key" phase to exert influence, and first squeeze this ball of "glue" into a few lumps.

He felt the other party's spiritual fluctuations descending into the chariot, and the phase should be "key", which is nothing more than an attacker at the level of a master.

Who knew that his "command ability" seemed to encounter something that could not be sensed this time, just like the radar in the previous life facing a stealth aircraft coated with special materials!

"Crack!" "Crack!"

At the same time, the two circular floor drains and one long floor drain in the bathroom were broken one after another.

Three black figures with extremely twisted lines squeezed out directly from such a small space, and then restored the body shape of normal adults.

They stepped directly towards Fan Ning, and the breath of the chariot in the "cocoon" phase filled the entire bathroom like a flood peak.

Fan Ning's face finally changed.

In just a few seconds, the sudden change occurred. On the vast ocean, in his cruise ship, in this suite, four masters suddenly broke into it!

There may even be more than four!

The next moment, the "glue man" was dwarfed again, flowing towards Fan Ning's feet.

The three people who came out of the floor drain pulled out a big green net in their hands, trying to wrap Fan Ning directly in it!