NABC Chapter 240
Chapter 240
Chapter 240: The Volgograd Art University of the Eternal Memory [2/5 Automatic Subscription].
When Her Majesty said this, she also softly muttered a small mouth, hummed softly, and proudly expressed her dissatisfaction. Although Sophia at this time is very touching, Ulysses is still a mysterious smile.
Faintly spit out two words.
“Confidentiality”
Soon, as the time came to the beginning of the concert, the red curtains on both sides were slowly pulled open, and under the illumination of the lights, hundreds of musicians and men and women holding various instruments, or suits and shoes, or dresses mopping the floor.
They all appeared in front of everyone’s eyes.
In front of each person there is a sheet music, and different instruments are divided into different areas. Fanned around the conductor of Yule Jotun.
With the gesture of Yule’s side and the wave of the baton, a famous musician immediately began to play. The melodious sounds of violins and other instruments began to reverberate in the college theater in an instant.
Ulysses had a faint smile on his face.
This time, for this concert, but without a face, I took out many famous symphonies and concertos in my past life, such as the opening piece, which is the Violin Concerto of Vervadi [Four Seasons], and the opening “Spring” tune is melodious and the melody is pleasant, which immediately makes people feel the green of spring.
Ulysses next to him, Sophia also immediately snuggled gently on the shoulder side of Ulysses 127s, closed eyes, his head slowly swaying, and the bright enjoyment on his face showed that the other party enjoyed Ulysses’s music.
The same is true of Jegirina, Helena and Skye.
The people who can come here are basically all people with good art appreciation ability.
At this moment, it is only the opening song, which makes everyone feel the talent of Ulysses, the emperor of the artist.
Originally, Patrick and other ambassadors of the countries of the Holy Eastern Continent were still wondering if Ulysses’s works were more famous than themselves, and whether they would have to pretend to be very appreciative.
Now as soon as [Spring] opens, it is immediately for these people to discover the ridiculousness of their own thoughts.
When [Summer] unexpectedly showed the fatigue, heat, and annoyance of summer, the harvest joy of “Autumn” made the listeners, who were still slightly frowning at the previous moment, enjoy it with ease.
When the final “winter” is over and the whole concerto is completely over, almost everyone in the scene is still immersed in the music world just now.
Arthur carefully stabbed Tommy next to him, he almost fell asleep with his eyes closed when he heard “Autumn” just now, or Tommy on the side heard his slowly rising purr and quickly woke him up.
Now Arthur didn’t dare to close his eyes.
If he had fallen asleep at Ulysses’s concert and snored, not to mention how humiliating it was, the kind of offense alone would have been enough to tear these Prussian officers here to pieces.
Watching Tommy look over, Arthur shook his head with a wry smile and opened his mouth to speak.
“It looks like I need to take some time out and take a good look at my musical skills.”
Tommy smiled lightly, and at this moment, with the end of the “Four Seasons Concerto”, Yule on the stage gracefully saluted the people in the audience, and the scene immediately sounded a fierce applause.
“Snap…..”
The excellence of the music itself, coupled with its own creator Ulysses, the Pruck Emperor, made everyone in the audience, no matter what the purpose, applaud for five or six minutes before finally stopping.
“You’re so busy with so many things every day, that you still have time to create such a good work?”
Sophia was somewhat incomprehensible at the moment, and at the same time a little frustrated.
Fortunately, he was her woman, and everything would be his, and there would be no other thoughts.
If you change to a young talent of the same period as Ulysses, I am afraid that in contrast, I can have a heart that wants to die. The concert continued as Yule was ready again on this side.
This was followed by Beethoven’s Fifth Symphony of Destiny and the Ninth Symphony.
One after another, a classic that will be passed down through the ages, was played out today, and the audience at the scene was numb.
Yule on the stage was getting more and more excited, although his back was completely wet with sweat, the passion on his face made him feel as if he was ten years younger.
Today, because of these works that Ulysses has produced, the Volgograd University of the Arts is bound to become an indelible place in this world.
The history of the world and the art of the years will forever remember these works of Ulysses, as well as their birthplace, the Volgograd University of the Arts.
Soon, the scene came to the last song played.
Ulysses also sat up slightly at this moment, and Helen looked at her doubtfully.
“Is there anything more classic next for the Father of the Nation?”
Ulysses smiled: “Not necessarily a classic, but definitely a work that I am satisfied with.” ”
As he spoke, he turned his head slightly and looked at Sophia on the side.
“I’m sure you’ll love this tune as well, and I named it Game of Thrones….”
While Sophia was still pondering the deeper meaning of the name, on stage, as Yule gently waved the baton, sat at the front, and John Kepler, leaning on the muloniqin in his arms, immediately began to gently pull the strings.
“Buzz…..”
The low sound of the piano spread on the spot, and the team of cellists behind them also began to slowly pull the strings.
In an instant, everyone felt as if they were in the middle of a battlefield, the war was over, there was scorched black land everywhere, corpses were already on the ground, and the cold wind was wrapped in a pungent smell of sulfur, mixed with bloody gas.
However, there is still the next battle waiting to continue.
At the concert, Sophia immediately felt the charm of this song, but some people in the scene were from beginning to end, and the focus was no longer on the music at all.
Lawrence, who was sitting in the back seat, frowned, and the music of the concert, when he was upset, was no different from the noise to him.
However, just when he was agonizing over how to get the attack time of the Pruuk Empire. The deputy who was with him gently poked him.
“Count Lawrence, the man seems to be looking at you…..”
Lawrence was stunned, then turned around and looked in the direction of his secondary finger, right in the opposite direction of John Kepler on the stage.
The music seemed to have come to its most resonant moment, but the increasingly sharp and urgent sound of the piano came out of John’s hand, and his eyes were fixed on Lawrence.
Seems to be passing something…
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