When the discussion group roundtable ended, the world had already brought dawn to wake up.

But Fanning drifted directly into another dream.

In the Qiming Church, which was filled with golden mist, he stood in front of the "entry" of the marble door at the end of the red carpet, and stood with his hands behind his back for a long time.

The four-fold line "No Final Fugue" witnesses the outer edge of the symbol, the light golden streamers filled with the spiral grooves, have extended to the ninth ring line.

It's only a few strands of hair to be completely filled.

This is the concrete progress of "reproducing music", which Fanning knew as early as the beginning of time travel.

It's almost full.

There is no need to continue writing any new works.

Those that have been published can be performed for a few more days around the world.

Is it exciting to see now?

Always feel nothing.

It's the same experience as being a member of the discussion group.

Fanning stood in front of this door and was distracted. The more he thought, the more suspicious he looked, and was very worried.

What happens after the reproduction progress is completely achieved?

In all Fanning's past situations, he had to do this, but he didn't know the problem.

Even though he is now the fifth generation of "light-filled man", the spiritual leader of the Holy Sword and Sun Church is in the true sense.

The great achievements of the church’s “Trinity”: “No fire falling”, “no end of fugue”, “old days”.

The storm of the sun is eternally hanging high in the sky; Bach's revelation has taken root and sprouted deep in the spirituality of the church like the "New Testament". The classical music of the Blue Star appears under the baton, which seems to correspond to the return of the Holy Spirit.

but--

The "SMS reminder" that appears on your phone on time every day is so anxious and pathological;

The tampered key is unsettling, Fanning has resolutely abandoned it and has struggled to open up the first path to climb;

Vincent's weird last words point out not to believe "any" witness

What does this mean?

Even though he is standing in the secret territory of Qiming Church and standing in front of the marble door at the entrance, Fanning is still feeling the malice that the world emits as a whole and is ubiquitous to himself.

Fanning had been standing like this, his eyes passing through the void behind the door, through the surging wasteland, surrounded by mountains and basins for a long time, and he spoke slowly:

"I have no one to decide first, but I have been able to win all these things by teaching you."

"I am very sad and often feel sad. So I tell you that the work I am going to do this trip is not necessarily good for you except for some illusory artistic experiences and pursuits."

"The authorities have accumulated all the treasures and benefits that they promised to their entourage, but I have nothing to do with you, what I have promised, what I go or leave, has nothing to do with righteousness or unrighteousness."

"Ten minutes, you guys think about it yourself."

Fanning closed her eyes with her hands behind her back.

Behind him

In front of those rows of benches and on the corridor, there were already crowds of people.

Among the countless candlesticks, there are countless dream scenes burning.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the atmosphere was extremely quiet, as if it was a large-scale silent prayer ceremony.

Ten minutes have arrived, Fanning opened his eyes and turned around.

Those familiar faces are still there, while the musicians and choirs of the old symphony orchestra are still there.

Not only that, but in fact, the old symphony orchestra only accounted for a part of it, and the number of people who fell into dreams after being allowed to fall into their dreams has increased instead of decreasing.

Many people are still holding musical instruments or carrying drawing boards and tools.

Fanning sighed and waved to the front right:

"Give me the band resume book."

Music Director Walter quickly stepped forward.

"If you don't leave, I'll take the initiative to drive it away."

"All the choir members and singers can go back, I don't plan to write vocal works."

One after another, figures fell out of the dream.

Fanning finished speaking and began to look back and read again.

"Harpist Enid, go back."

"Horseman, Calvin, why are you joining in the fun? Let's go back with the two ill sisters at home."

"Marcus, Oclovia, Egisto, Muller"

Fanning roughly glanced at each musician's experience and family status, and pointed nearly half of the people in one breath.

"Walter, what you lack, you give some opportunities to the church members of Janus and the South, and other artists, and you can also consider some of this. As the director, you decide on it yourself, and the only requirement is to hurry up."

Walter hurriedly agreed.

More and more figures fell out of the dream, and the number of people in Qiming Church decreased dramatically for a time.

Fanning continued to stand still, looking thoughtful.

"Then what?"

"You're not looking for an excuse to send your violin and cello chief away?"

Sheeran and Roy were standing very close to Fanning, looking at his silence and name throughout the whole process. At this time, Roy suddenly asked a question meaningfully.

"Is there anything? Nothing."

Fanning looked as usual, asking and answering questions and just breathing a sigh of relief.

"I didn't say I won't let you go, let's go together this time."

"Hey, this man found his conscience." Sheeran pulled Roy's sleeve.

"I've agreed to it long ago." Roy said softly, "Look, he went to the abnormal area, and after he came back, he jumped from the 'Lion' to the 'Crescent Moon' to the 'Torcher' within a year. It was obvious that there were benefits before, and he always wanted to monopolize it."

"I owe you what I owe you, okay." Fanning couldn't help laughing.

After a few words, I suddenly felt like I didn't feel so depressed.

"You owe much more. The celebration dinner of Tristan and Isolde. If you don't actively clink, you'll just leave. Is it appropriate to run away in the end?"

“Not suitable.”

"Oh, yes, and, let me know how you did it during the inspection of the Janus Cinema, and I had to calculate the account carefully."

"" Fanning just smiled.

After all, the meeting ended, I would definitely want to talk about something again soon, but I was just laughing at the moment.

He laughed, and the girls laughed.

His eyes met and looked at each other. Suddenly Fanning frowned and turned his head to look at a candlestick in the distance.

The figure of the presiding judge Meraltin emerged at the next moment.

"His Excellency San Lavoisier, something happened outside, and I have to disturb you for your visit."

"What's wrong?" Walter was still explaining to the chiefs of the Voice Department. He didn't walk away for the time being. He instinctively felt a little wrong, "It has something to do with that sky?"

Meraltin shook his head, and the anxiety level of his expression seemed unprecedented in Fanning.

Even, you can see a hint of suppressed anger in his eyes!

"No, it's the Lydias! They attacked the Holy City! That's just now!"

"What's the situation?" The sudden incident made Fanning frown. The feeling that had become better just now was dissipated faster than the bubbles, but he felt that he didn't understand it for a while, "Ledia's army tore up the previous negotiation terms and conditions? It's impossible."

Nothing happened before, and it only took one night. Even if the front line was defeated quickly, it would be impossible to hit San Pelto?

Could it be that Julian Coselli, the preface holder, went crazy in the Holy City after a breakup? He was about to set off. What was the cause of this?

"Isn't it clear how the attack happened yet!" Meraltin's face turned pale, "There are no signs of strong people taking action for the moment. I feel that it should still be considered a military attack on the secular level! However, now everyone doesn't understand what it is! It seems that it is."
Chapter completed!