"Ah, what a coincidence."

An spread his hands, and judging from the smile in his eyes, he seemed relatively unconcerned.

But Walter's spiritual sense next to him was also very keen. He captured the swaying astral body and accelerated heartbeat of his junior sister in an instant.

Under the usual subjective evaluation mechanism, the player in position 1 is more or less at a disadvantage and will also bear more psychological pressure.

"This is your number plate."

"Okay." Miss Nightingale took it, hung it on her chest and sighed, "It looks very strange, and isn't it a bit big..."

It is a lightweight glass pendant, about ten centimeters long and three or four centimeters wide. The outside is engraved with the number 1. The empty slot inside is stained with some thick red, and the whole thing is glowing with a faint red light.

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It would be fine if it were an interior decoration object. As a pendant, it is indeed a bit large and eye-catching. Fortunately, the weight will not affect the performance of the players.

"Is this red light caused by... something like this inside?" Miss Nightingale raised it to the tip of her nose and looked at it carefully.

"There is still half an hour before the official start. Since you will be the first to play in the first round, you can prepare immediately."

The staff reminded me again and left.

"Teacher, I have another question." Miss Nightingale turned her head.

"What?" Fan Ning was still sitting at the desk.

"Where will you probably be sitting later?"

"how?"

"This is my first time, teacher, to listen to a performance. When I have some free time on stage, I might look in your direction to see how it feels to me."

Fan Ning raised his head from deep thought and looked at her calmly:

"The front left or right corner."

"Then I'm going to change into a formal dress first." The girl smiled at Fan Ning.

"Go." Fan Ning waved.

After thinking for a few seconds, he asked the person next to him: "Will there be recording or photography at the competition?"

"There is no recording, but there is photography. It has to wait until after the top eight, because by then all nominations have been made." Walter explained on the side.

Fan Ning nodded: "Luna, you go and turn over the music for Walter tonight."

The little girl stood up in shock: "Tonight? All of them? Me on stage?"

"Actually, my ability to memorize music is pretty good." Walter also stood up and said honestly.

However, he always followed the teacher's instructions. He thought that the teacher might be increasing the stability of the performance, so he thanked his junior sister: "Thank you for your hard work, Luna. This way, Miss Nightingale and I will feel more secure."

Several people bid farewell to Fan Ning one after another.

The night had enveloped the world like a gauze, and when only one person was left, Fan Ning's eyes became lonely and absent-minded.

"If one day, again, Luna or Ann tells me that she has only one brother but no sister, will the people who are turning music or singing on the stage in the photo disappear?"

"The time closest to the answer..."

But soon, he stood up, his laughter clear and clear, and he hugged the dark streets and houses outside the window.

"Nice midsummer night, let me hear what people tell me first!"

He walked from the cast and crew aisle to the back of the stage, then went around to a corner in the front row and sat down quietly alone.

Thirty minutes passed in a blink of an eye, and the open-air auditorium of the Opera House with thousands of people was already packed with people, and the voices continued.

They were waving colorful things in their hands that looked like "glow sticks" in their previous lives.

Fan Ning looked at the strange light beam rod in his hand. As a listener, he naturally had one.

It turned out that this thing was the "Fragrant Flower Bouquet". At first hearing the name, he thought it was just a bouquet of flowers or something like that.

The audience can bend the singer when it is his turn to sing.

In this case, the mysterious nature of the bouquet will turn its movements into a program of expressions of admiration, which will be reflected in the number plates worn by the players.

Of course, the invisible power of each bouquet is limited, and the audience can only choose their favorite singer to express their admiration.

The judges also had similar bouquets, but the spirituality contained in them was stronger and the "weight" was higher.

After the simple opening remarks and announcement, a huge mechanical device caused the orchestra pit to rise from a low place, and the crystal display lights illuminated the figure of Miss Nightingale in a dark blue evening dress, as well as Walter and Luna in black and white formal suits at the piano.

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And, in the shadows before, the two-story semicircle surrounding them - nearly fifty judges including Lucter!

The audience gave warm applause and cheers to welcome the girl who would kick off the final.

At the beginning of the performance, what method will Miss Nightingale choose to get a head start?

A strong and touching love song, or a virtuoso opera excerpt?

"'Lucter's Song', Part Three, 'At Midnight'." Miss Nightingale's clear voice echoed in the opera hall.

The crowd became quiet.

The audience speculated whether the name was a love song that reflected the rain and clouds at night.

Master Lucter, who was in the middle of the floor in front of the judges' table, had his eyes fixed on Walter's movements in front of the piano.

During a brief conversation with Scheler that day, he found out the title of the piece, and remembered that Scheler said it was in the key of A minor. But the rest of the music he wanted to know but didn't know kept him awake at night.

Walter took a deep breath, stepped on the pedal in complete silence, stretched out his right hand, gently lowered the keys, and played repeated alternating double notes slightly higher than the middle range:

"Tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick"

The sound of the piano lingers in the coolness and silence, and is then succeeded by the whirling sound pattern in the high range and the sinking sound pattern in the bass range.

This... doesn't seem like the prelude to a love poem? The audience's guess was not confirmed, and Lucter couldn't help but sigh again. Scheler's creative technique is really exquisite, and he can always achieve the most fascinating effect with the fewest notes.

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He considered his poetry to be extremely simple, writing "Night is as Cool as Water" in just a few words, while Scheler strictly speaking only used two alternating double tones!

The higher one of Walter's hands is higher, and the lower one is lower. The tension between them brings the artistic conception of the night into a more lonely and empty place.

Just when the audience feels that the entire music atmosphere is a bit sluggish and dull——

"Have a good night!

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Miss Nightingale's ethereal and pure voice is like a bright moon shining through the dark clouds in the night sky!

The dust in the listener's heart was blown away by a gust of cool wind.

"On this good night...

I watch at night, and there is not a single star in the Milky Way that is willing to look back at me;

I think about it at night, but in the vast sea of ​​thoughts, there is not a trace of memory that can relieve my sorrow."

Her voice was noble and pure, but it carried a strong sense of loneliness and searching. All the judges and the audience present felt the confusion and confusion contained in it.

The piano always maintains a deep and spacious artistic conception, with repeated dotted double-note rhythms, accompanied by evenly descending lines of a scale.

"I woke up in the night, and in the heart of the world, only the pulse of pain remained;

At midnight, O human being, I fight for your misery!"

The first four bars of the melody constantly change the same motive, and each stanza begins and ends with "Um Mitternacht!" The sleepless man recited the poem under the starry night with the remaining lights at midnight, pacing endlessly.

Finally, in the key of A major, Walter used the back and forth collision of D-A major chords to present the brightest and most spectacular dynamic climax in this piece——

"On this good night, if you muster up all your courage, you will eventually be unable to resist;

On this good night, may the glory of creation’s life and death be cherished and watch over this sky!”

The word "herr!" (main/glow) in Miss Nightingale's singing was arranged by Fan Ning at the highest point of the melody, and all the confusion and uneasiness finally came to a glorious ending like a hymn.

Thunderous applause.

Although most citizens and royal families expect gorgeous poems depicting the love between men and women, those who can come to such an occasion all have good artistic aesthetics. The far-reaching intention and searching temperament expressed in "At Midnight" are undoubtedly

It deeply touched people's hearts.

A very extraordinary opening.

“It’s a good night, a good night!”

"As the midsummer night falls, the singing festival kicks off, prepping for the 'Hana Festival' a few days later. How can it not be called a 'good night'!"

"Look forward to a passionate love poem from Miss Nightingale."

"With such a masterpiece, other players may be three points weaker when they come on stage."

"The next person to take the stage, Miss Cuckoo should be the only one who can control her aura."

At the two-ring judges' bench, nearly forty representatives of princes, nobles, churches and special inspection halls made brief sighs. Another seven or eight senior singers who were already big names in opera had more thoughts in their eyes, and Lucter

The master's fingers holding the pen have been firmly clasped.
To be continued...