The soprano solo in the last movement of "The Kingdom of Heaven" is like the pure sound of nature.

Fanning, whose gestures rise and fall with the melody, was once again touched by some strange and unpredictable memories.

"So, you will upgrade to the 'new moon' soon, and others will change the name of you, but I won't see these."

"So is it that you are promoted to the Order."

"What's the meaning?"

"I won't see it, but I will know." Fanning then persistently corrected the subtle differences between these concepts and concepts. "There are still many things that others don't know, and I will, and we will."

Just as mentioned before the separation.

She will appreciate the divinity of the high places and be in the room of the previously unavailable clouds. Isn’t that the same for herself?

Just everything higher, the shadow behind the curtain, now, after

A moment of calm ending dissipation.

"Click! Click! Click! Click! Click! Click! Click! Click!"

The snow ringtones and melodies similar to the introduction of the first movement reappeared, but this time, barbarity and violence overshadowed the tenderness and joy, and the world was almost terrifying and terrifying and dizzy.

"Metaphorical pollution, chaos, disorder?"

"The shadow of 'wormology'? Another part of the experience in 'Revelation'?"

Mr. Wax beside the leader frowned.

He listened carefully to Lavoisier's technique of composition development for dozens of seconds, smoothing it out through harmonious musical logic, and once again overwhelmed the soprano's natural sound.

“In the wine cellar of heaven, there is no need to pay for fine wine. Angels will bake bread.

Every delicious vegetable grows in the vegetable garden of heaven and everything we want, and is presented with a full plate!”

Blasphemy and sacredness constantly breaking order and constantly reconstructing order.

Singing?

The "joy song" that is ordinary worldly meaning is distorted into the "joy song" instigated by dangerous elements, and is once again restored to the "joy song" of the true semantics?

Happy songs

It's indeed a bit strange. Not only Mr. Wax, but also the audience who are highly inspired will feel it.

The previous song, the strange ripples in the performance of "Dream of Summer Noon" pointed to some existences in the suspected abnormal areas farther away from the extreme, and the current "God of Heaven" is the same?

Is it a coincidence or inevitable?

It may be the inevitability of reaching a certain level. After all, "天" is the most essential factor in fighting chaos and collapse.

Just like now, there is a holy reaction in these heavenly sounds, which restrains those "wormology" that are about to be moved, like embedding an anchor into a stone anchor, or using the sound of a timpani drum to stabilize the mad beat.

The dizzying snow ringing continued for three rounds, but every sudden and strange explosion was gradually smoothed by the soprano. The audience felt that their bodies were "confirmed" and were firmly tied to the cornerstone of some principle.

Until the beginning of the last sing, the frenzy is no longer heard.

"All music in the world cannot be comparable to our beautiful singing of angels, which makes us feel satisfied and reach the peak of heaven's joy."

The accompaniment background is the melody of the flowing woodpipe and the bells played by the violin or harp in the bass area.

But Father Lavoisier's teachings remain as echoed as ever.

"Some people are suspicious in the future, so you should sympathize with them."

"We strong people should bear the weakness of the unsolicited people, and we have no compassion, but these people are immersed in the shadows and should make them find mercy."

"In the wilderness, the weather vane does not abandon them, guide them on the way."

"In the daytime, the cloud pillar does not leave them, but also guides them on the way."

"In the dark, the night watchmen did not leave them behind, and still lit the lamp that shone forward."

The audience with 30,000 seats in the square, and the audience with listening quietly standing on the main road further away, their emotions, thinking, ideal pure concepts, spiritual expressions, everything is floating away from themselves and floating towards an unknown high state.

The volume became farther and less, and the song and the sound of rain gradually drifted away by the audience's ears.

Ding, dong. Ding, dong. Ding, dong

The end of the final chapter was infinitely dragged and stretched, leaving only the harp's four-degree plucking sound.

Peace, joy, tranquility.

The sound seemed to have finally disappeared from the remnants of the hearing in the skull. When they came to their senses, Father Lavoisier on the stage had already closed the line of swinging.

These revelations

Such a revelation

It is necessary to have an emotional outlet.

The same is true for spiritual touch.

"Crazy la la la"

But Pogleridge, who was in the center, raised his hand again and applauded.

The inspectors also began to applaud.

This time there was no "leading" or "following up" process, and Mr. Wax did not look around again.

The applause spread rapidly and smoothly to everyone's hands, like a professional and compliant ignition operation procedure.

Some of them were more excited and respectful cheers and cheers, emerging in just the right proportions.

It also collects very orderly.

The night is darker.

It's now 8:30 pm.

Half an hour before the last performance, the audience once again settled down.

I felt a little lost just now.

But it's the last song right away!

The closer the final display and the announcement of the results, the more speculation among the citizens will develop in a wide variety of versions.

It is caused by human nature.

However, everyone became very rational and did not hear any rumors about "internal determination".

Some people bought some snacks in cafes, bakeries or vendors outside the square to temporarily satisfy their hunger.

The chef's meal speed and the waiter's packing speed are all very fast, the lineups are in order on the streets, the ground is clean and tidy, and the improvements are very obvious today.

However, when some people booked a private room after 11 o'clock in the restaurant, the reply was "Sorry, the store will be closed soon", and they couldn't help but feel confused.

What's going on? Although it's indeed a late time after 11 o'clock

But today is a festival and the ending ceremony. After that, don’t you come to have some midnight snacks to celebrate?

The musicians of the old Symphony Orchestra did not hear about the above details, because they had already entered the backstage to make the final preparations before the performance.

"Clang—Clang—"

When the 9 o'clock in the evening of the square rang, Fanning, dressed in a tuxedo, walked towards the podium, and the musicians were already sitting and breathing.

Fanning walked gracefully and slowly.

It seems that the pace of any commander appearing in the past few days is slower.

Just now, when he pushed open the passage curtain, he suddenly seemed to feel a little hallucinating in his ears.

"Bang bang—" "Bang bang—" "Bang bang—" "Bang bang—"

It's like something heavy and huge splicing, with clear noises under constant collisions.

Of course, the sound itself is extremely small.

Steam trains or something?

When standing on the podium, Fanning felt as if he had returned to the beginning of a certain cycle or the beginning of a "reset", such as the dream scene of curling up on the train when he returned to Tiorian at the beginning of the year.

Some things are the same, some things are different, some emotions are the same, and some emotions are changed.

This feeling is physiologically annoying to Fanning - a stubborn chronic disease that he has suffered since he returned from the arrhythmia area.

"Why are the patrol police now starting to clear the vendors?"

Fanning chose to temporarily shift his attention from the main to the secondary, that is, skipping the orchestra, skipping the VIP seat, skipping the audience in the square, and putting it further away, and then naturally paying attention to such a secondary message.

It has nothing to do with the fact that "it's time to prepare to direct a symphony by yourself."

Of course, this is an excellent technique, and that physiological discomfort was successfully removed by Fanning.

The last song, the last.

Applause and cheers surged, but until the moment of 21:00 pm, Fanning felt that he was desensitized.

In my previous life, I have never heard of any performances at an art festival on such a large occasion (of course, I can't hear clearly), and there is no such intensive schedule arrangement. People will be tired and rituals will consume inspiration. Will there be something that is not very realistic and reasonable?

Strange, how can you doubt this kind of problem?
To be continued...