And Chopin's days of playing the wind spectrum month

【Oscar's statuette】

"Chopin? At this time... Has he not been annulled yet?"

Just as the sun must rise in the morning and set in the west in the evening, when Aurora threw out the news, she was like a child playing by the lake, seeing a pile of beautiful pebbles on the bank, and couldn't help but pick them up. It's as natural as throwing it into a lake.

But no matter how small a stone falls into the water, it will splash and ripple. Even if it dissipates in an instant, its existence is real.

In this room, this sentence will never be regarded as a pebble falling into the water, and the tide it raises is by no means comparable to that tiny ripple.

The stunned Liszt fell back to the sofa in shock.Standing up, Berlioz accidentally bumped into the tea table and knocked over his teacup—the tea spread along the table and dripped down the edge.The room was so quiet that even the faint sound of water hitting the floor could be clearly heard.

Harriet at the door covered her mouth with her hands, her surprised eyes darted back and forth on Chopin and Aurora, in order not to be noticed by her friends, she simply let go of her eyes.And Chopin, who had just entered the door, was tripped by a non-existent threshold. He grabbed the door frame with one hand, so he didn't fall to the ground. I don't know.

"What's wrong with you? What did I say..." The weird atmosphere in the room finally brought Aurora back to her senses, and she suddenly realized that she had spoken out her inner thoughts, "I, I... that... ..."

"Hahaha, Hector, as his good friend, we don't even know that Fried's 'marriage experience' is so 'wonderful'!" Sitting on the sofa, Liszt held his belly and started Laughed out of nowhere.

"God, no wonder that guy kept silent about the 'engagement news' that has been circulating lately——Frantz, it's a pity you didn't see it. Lively like a corpse..." Hearing the hearty laughter of his friend, Berlioz immediately jumped away from the pool of water, glanced at the door refreshed, and began his impromptu performance.

"Corpse? Hector, Fried is also your friend, you can't use words too much--and, as a music critic, don't your words match...huh?" Liszt gave to the side The man cast a meaningful look, indicating that it is okay to tease him, but he must be careful.

"Oh, dear Franz, you know, the Pole always used that word to describe himself - well, well, I'm careful, after all, if someone really wants to blame me for this 'manners are eaten by dogs ’, you want to come to my house in a “justifiable name” and throw me a bunch of Chopin-style indifference in front of me?” Berlioz understood, took his own script, and played his role happily.He even happily sent another defiant look to some lost soul.

The two people with similar magnetic fields hit it off immediately, and the French and the Hungarians had a harmonious and friendly conversation about "Chopin" and "retirement".Their soaring arrogance instantly separated themselves from the room, almost forgetting the guests still waiting at the door.

This is of course-they would rather exchange ten faux pas for one moment of happiness where they can "revenge" the Poles face to face without retaliation on the spot.

Who told Chopin to tell everyone not to forget his "identity" with threats from the very beginning, according to the script, he was not allowed to make mistakes... Oh, I want to raise my glass and thank my dear God for allowing the punishment to come so quickly.

The engaged person was announced on the spot by the fiancee to divorce... This script, Aurora is simply a stroke of genius; and this tragicomedy, they can laugh for a lifetime!

Harriet felt a weak headache when she heard the group of laughter behind her.Her husband was always like this when he was with Liszt, and he would always be extra "into the show".She is so shameful that the show almost collapsed on her from the very beginning - she was the best heroine in the past, how could she make such an unforgivable mistake.

You know, when it comes to acting, she is a professional drama actor.

"Oh, my Aurora, I'm probably too surprised to see you—I can't even speak properly...My dear, please forgive my faux pas, and come in with your fiancé. Come, come here Come sit down and stay away from those two composers who are not in the same world as us. I'll make tea for you and your Mr. F—”

The kind hostess pointed the bewildered girl and the dull-looking young man to a safe place by the window, and told them to go back to their senses first, so as not to be made uncomfortable by some two playful big kids by nature. .She patted Aurora on the shoulder kindly, gave her another hug with complicated emotions, and turned to prepare the tea set.

A girl from the 21st century is played by two music giants from the [-]th century in a cg.In the end, she dragged her blank-eyed fiancé to sit obediently by the window.

The breeze blew, and the curtain was lifted and swayed into billows.The room is half laughing and half silent, but everything looks strangely harmonious.

……

Chopin had no idea how he woke up from his lost soul.When he could see things clearly, the harsh and exaggerated laughter on the opposite side reminded him that the news he heard just now was not a hallucination.

The palms were spread open on the legs, and the fingers moved slightly... Very good, he was sure that he was "the one" that his fiancée said.

Zal, these are all nonsensical scripts!

Aurora, look at me, you and I signed the marriage contract in black and white, how could you—how could you just say that I was divorced?

break off an engagement……

Come on, tell your poor fiancé, when did you make this ridiculous request to me?When did I lose my mind and agree to your rude request?

You can't talk nonsense about "Chopin" just because I'm "François"—is he still your god?What about your homage?

Chopin closed his eyes, grabbed his trembling hand, and slowly bounced away the question marks in his mind one by one.

When he finally controlled himself, he turned his head and talked to the people around him.

"Aurora, why...you would say that? Chopin, was the engagement broken?"

"Well, François, you are different from Franz. You may not know much if you are not a friend of Chopin. I... I am very worried about the marriage contract between Chopin and Maria, although I signed the marriage contract with you at the beginning. Indirectly maintain their marriage, but... as long as 'Chopin' is 'Chopin', he cannot meet Waldshinski's expectations."

Silly girl, it turns out that your perception of Chopin is still in Dresden.

Do I really have no doubts about the person whose information was withheld by Wodshinski and tricked you into signing the marriage contract?

"Hector, what did I hear?"

"Frantz, your ears are right—'Maria', it seems that our friend has something to hide from us."

The Pole's head began to ache again. Those two actors must be addicted to role-playing.

"Frantz, Mr. Berlioz, I apologize for my recklessness—I have no intention of disclosing any information about Mr. Chopin. He probably doesn't want to become a talking point, so please don't disclose it, please!" The girl stood up, Pulling up the hem of her skirt and humbly curtseying, she didn't get up immediately, and continued to ask, "If Mr. Chopin really encountered this misfortune, can you as friends... take care of him?"

"Miss, in what capacity are you making such a request to us?"

"I……"

Berlioz, who was smiling brightly, suddenly turned into a cold face. Aurora couldn't resist the sharp aura of the nervous composer. Her face was pale, she bit her lip and stubbornly maintained the salute posture.

"Aurora—"

"Enough, Hector, you don't have the right to yell at my fiancee. Franz, shut up. Aurora, now be obedient and sit there—you guys, I'm so disappointed!"

Some stupid Frenchman has overplayed his tricks.He just knew that he should never expect Berlioz to be content—isn't he just a love of acting?They are all people in the same circle who can't see up and down, and they are all people who can write operas and audition with manuscripts. Who can look down on whose acting skills?

You love to act, okay, this is my one-act play.

The blue colored glaze was instantly washed moist and crystal clear, and Chopin pursed his lips and looked around all the people present resentfully—everyone who was caught by that gaze felt chills down their backs.I saw him staggering back, precariously like a petal that could leave the branch at any time.

He slumped back to the chair heavily, covering his face with that pale hand, his whole body exuded an aura of sadness that almost made people weep.

"Chopin, Chopin, you've been talking about him since I came - Franz, Hector, he's your friend, am I not? Look at you, from the moment I enter the house, You guys didn't even say hello to me... I really wonder, is our relationship going to be okay?"

The Polish swears that he never imagined that his acting skills would be so natural. These lines that he should have been ashamed to say, were actually shattered by his speech.

"Oh, and you, Aurora, although I know that you have always favored Chopin, but you promised me that you would not care too much about him when I was by my side...I should have known earlier, Chopin is your god , you respect and love him, admire him, and think that he is omnipotent..."

The brown-haired youth vaguely felt that something was wrong, and slowed down the speed of his confiding.Could it be that if he was not careful, he was influenced by those two actors to perform too hard.

A pair of gentle hands appeared in front of his eyes, and they tightly held his other hand that was left alone.Chopin looked up, and saw Aurora kneeling beside him with an anxious expression.

He swears that out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the look of those two dumbfounded friends who suddenly turned gloating.

"Francois, I haven't forgotten you—I really don't mean to be off topic, please believe me."

"Don't be angry, I don't blindly admire Chopin, he is not omnipotent..."

Aurora, shut up, don't say-

I've seen the eyes of two people who shouldn't exist in this world light up!

"You see, I never play Chopin's Literary Songs—because they're really... not very well written."

As a fiancée whose art songs are not very good, the perfect god of the inner self has cracked a groove that cannot be ignored.

He originally thought that Aurora would use his weak orchestration to make a breakthrough, but he never thought that she would give a cross to his prolific part of the work.

"Hahaha, Aurora, I praise you. Oh, Hector, I'm almost crying with joy..."

"Of course I understand you, Franz... There are not many people who dare to tell the truth these days, and this lady is simply an angel—after so many years, someone finally dares to tell the truth."

After an exaggerated meeting between Berlioz and Liszt, he immediately suppressed the burst of laughter and looked at Aurora.

"Miss, get up quickly. For your words, your previous request, I accept it unconditionally and am willing to fulfill it for the rest of my life—if 'Chopin' is injured, I am very happy to fulfill the responsibility of a 'friend'."

"Good day, Miss Aurora, I'm Hector Berlioz, nice to meet you."

The stiff Polish man watched his fiancée in front of his legs slowly turn his face away, and finally stood up quickly, saluting again to his friend who he couldn't wait to break up with.

"It's really a 'broccoli'... Ah, Monsieur Berlioz, I mean, it's an honor to meet you!"

"Hmm, 'brocoli[1]'?"

The author has something to say: The inspiration for this chapter comes from one of Xiao Xiao’s few hobbies. In private, he still likes acting with his friends, although most of the time he is likely to be caught by his friends as a piano accompaniment. soundtrack.

In addition, Xiao Xiao's art songs are really... not comparable to his other compositions.Most of his art songs are set to Polish poetry.Although Chopin is "very uninviting" to Schubert, Schubert's art songs are really...

【Note op.37】

[1] brocoli: French vocabulary, that is, "broccoli".A nickname for composer Berlioz in the circle of western music history lovers.

(Probably Miss Ou is gone forever on the way to release her nature. Smile.jpg)

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 Yu Yu Yu Yu Yu;

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Hyacinth, Aye, Leng Yuli, and Zijue;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：泠鸢40瓶；加更的大大不秃头29瓶；あいうえお20瓶；同人迷、文蓝、lucy0706、zry翼10瓶；爱丽丝、依昙1瓶。