Seeing Lin Tian begin to write with great flourish on the paper.
Gan Yanyu widened her eyes with curiosity and leaned over.
However, halfway through writing, Lin Tian didn’t forget to turn his head and sternly pointed his finger at Gan Yanyu.
"Don’t say things like ’I won’t have regrets even if I lose’!"
"Facing a great enemy, how can you say such dispiriting words?"
Let things be dealt with separately.
Gan Yanyu’s dream is to perform on the "highest" stage, possibly entering the finals, this dream considered half-accomplished.
But Lin Tian thought this isn’t the highest, is it!
Shouldn’t the highest be the Ker Cup Vienna Concert Hall?
Just setting your sights on the "finals" is too uninspired!
It should at least be Vienna’s Golden Hall, right?
But on one point, there’s no issue.
That is, wanting to reach Vienna’s Golden Hall.
One must first complete the performance in the finals of the Dragon Violin Cup!
This point cannot be wrong.
"Got it..."
Gan Yanyu nodded obediently while looking at Lin Tian’s sheet music.
This was her first ti witnessing Lin Tian compose from scratch up close.
The speed amazed Gan Yanyu.
But, after all, it was Lin Tian, who had told her earlier.
He had stored innurable inspirations in his mind, many of which ca from dreams.
When he needs to compose, he pulls these inspirations out and turns them into a piece of music—almost like inventory! So once he begins writing, it’s very fast.
Gan Yanyu marveled at Lin Tian having so many fantastical dreams and admired his ability to rember the inspirations from these dreams so clearly.
That’s why Gan Yanyu always believed.
Maybe Lin Tian truly possesses the ability to converse in dreams with souls, communicating face to face with those subrged in history.
Through these conversations, Lin Tian has tasted the rich and colorful lives of many people... enabling him to write these pieces.
How wonderful.
Gan Yanyu envied such an ability because whenever she performs, she is essentially trying to do the sa thing.
"....."
As Lin Tian kept writing music scores, Gan Yanyu followed the strokes of Lin Tian’s pen, softly humming the tune.
Unknowingly, the girl’s eyes sparkled.
"Let give it a try."
Gan Yanyu didn’t even bother to put on her slippers, imdiately stepping out to fetch her cello from her room.
She closed all the doors and windows tightly and sat on the chair beside Lin Tian.
She looked at the music score and gently drew the bow.
"....."
With the graceful and flowing sound of the cello, like a thin ribbon, it softly brushed past in front of and behind the two....
Sotis high, sotis low, incredibly elegant.
In a daze, Gan Yanyu felt as if she was truly in the splendid Golden Hall.
In that sacred place glittering with golden light, where countless musicians yearn to be, with the river of history flowing beside, performing on the stage felt like conversing with classical musicians from the past hundreds of years...
"So beautiful... so beautiful....."
Gan Yanyu opened her eyes, unable to help murmuring softly.
At this mont, Lin Tian also finished writing the music score and put down his pen.
Only then did Gan Yanyu have the chance to take a look at the title of the piece.
"Blue... Danube?"
"Danube?"
Gan Yanyu looked towards Lin Tian in surprise.
The young man smiled and nodded.
In the Austrian capital Vienna, there is such a river.
It was imbued with a romantic soul, and for thousands of years, countless poets and musicians have sung its praises....
In the eyes of many musicians, the Danube has long been endowed with extraordinary significance.
It is not only a geographical landmark but has also beco a symbol of vitality and hope in music.
"How did you co up with the idea to write a piece for the Danube....." Gan Yanyu couldn’t help but ask.
"Because of you."
Lin Tian smiled.
This is because of the special anings attributed to the Danube.
In many people’s eyes, it symbolizes the romantic soul of music, and Vienna’s Golden Hall is the sanctuary that all musicians aspire to.
Gan Yanyu’s dream is to perform in such a sanctuary.
Imrsed in the rich history of music culture, standing on that final stage drawing global attention.....
Gan Yanyu may not be confident enough at this mont.
Therefore, she doesn’t dare to directly speak out that place.
But at present, being able to stand on the Dragon Violin Cup stage, she’s already very happy.
This happiness... Lin Tian saw it.
Similarly.
This "Blue Danube" composed by Austrian musician Strauss, expresses the sa "happiness" emotion.
Once, Lin Tian had used a piece by this "King of Waltz"—the "Spring Waltz"
This ti, he was going to use this famous work of his.
Contrary to what many might imagine.
The background of this piece was actually born in a very dark era.
After the disastrous defeat in the 1866 Prussian-Austrian War, Vienna was shrouded in depressing clouds. The noise in the taverns dissipated, and the lights in the dance halls dimd.
In such a background.
The conductor of Vienna Male Chorus Association, Herbeck, earnestly asked Strauss to compose a waltz that could "awaken the city’s heartbeat."
Strauss accepted this commission and approached poet Carl Back.
From him, Strauss read a poem:
"You are young, beautiful... True feelings awaken by the Danube..."
Based on this poem, Strauss composed the "Blue Danube".
How influential is this piece?
Brahms lanted "It is a pity this tune was not created by ".
Among the populace, it was hailed as "Austria’s second national anthem".
This piece, though created in an era that might not have been peaceful, with its beautiful lody, constructed an incredibly romantic... aspirational music capital for hundreds of years for many people...
Within it, perhaps, it carries the dreams of nurous grassroots musicians throughout its hundred-year history...
Playing in Vienna’s Golden Hall.
This is sothing that musicians with musical dreams dare not even imagine.....
Lin Tian now aims for Gan Yanyu to imagine.
Imagine it hard.
Lin Tian believes only Gan Yanyu can interpret such a "dream" to its fullest.
No one understands this feeling better than her!
"..."
After savoring it, Gan Yanyu was not just excited.
Instead, she showed a sowhat bashful expression.
"We’ve never been to the Danube... Playing this piece at the Dragon Violin Cup, won’t it be inappropriate....."
"You haven’t been to Spain, nor to Hungary, right? It doesn’t matter."
Lin Tian grinned.
In this world, countless musicians may have composed splendid symphonies for the Danube.
But, Lin Tian firmly believed no piece could compare with this!
"Never mind if we’ve been there or not, once the piece is played, we’ll be Vienna’s ambassadors!"
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