Chapter 794 "Symphony of Destiny"
"Hi, Stein." Mike, who was sitting next to him, thought about it and tentatively said hello.
Haha, as expected, he was ignored.
Mike: "..."
The one who steps on the horse, is Xu Nuo his illegitimate son?
No, I heard that his son was also called a loser in front of him.
Who is this guy?
Everyone looked at Xu Nuo with inquiring eyes.
They also knew about the Vienna Musikverein concert.
"Butterfly Lovers" is indeed a rare piece of music, and "Radetzky March" is also very innovative, but this should not be the reason why Stein values it so highly.
Because they all have works of this level, this is the reason why they sit in the front row, and among Stein's lifetime works, he can't count such works on one hand.
So there is only one answer, which is the next song.
"This piece is called "Symphony No. 3 in C minor."
C minor refers to the key. This key has a dark, sad, and deep feeling, just like an emotional color.
As for the Third Symphony, it refers to the creation sequence, which means that this piece is the promised third symphony.
The first song is "Yellow River Cantata", the second song is "Butterfly Lovers", and now is the third song.
On Blue Star, this piece of music is called "Symphony No. 3 in C minor", and on Earth, this piece of music is called "Symphony No. 5 in C minor."
When hearing this name, most people will be unfamiliar with it and say that they have never heard of it.
But this piece also has a name, called "Symphony of Destiny".
No other symphony in human history has the popularity and acceptance of "Symphony of Destiny". It represents the spirit of mankind to never compromise and fight against fate.
Engels once spoke highly of this work, "If you have not heard this magnificent work, then you can be said to have never heard any music in your life."
"Symphony of Destiny" has been performed so many times and has such a high reputation that it can be called the king of symphonies.
Beethoven, this legendary name, made the composer a hero of mankind.
Even people who don't love music or listen to music know that his name and his portrait hang with the greatest people in human history.
Newton, Einstein, Confucius, Marx, Engels, Cai Lun, Bi Sheng, these people are all people who have made great contributions to human history. Beethoven hanging with them is an honor in itself.
Because music has never affected the course of human history.
Others have truly influenced the direction of human civilization.
The audience's ears pricked up.
"Symphony No. 3? What's ahead?"
"I wonder what the promised first symphony was."
"'Yellow River Cantata.'" someone said.
"The second song is called "Butterfly Lovers", both are wonderful songs."
The Magic City Symphony Orchestra is ready. Cao Xiu's expression is serious and his eyes are firm as if he is about to join the party. He is making the final preparations for his emotions.
"The nickname of this piece is "Symphony of Destiny"."
In fact, the name "Symphony of Destiny" was not given by Beethoven, and it is not even called that in the entire West. The name Destiny comes from China.
These two words perfectly explain what everyone hears from this piece of music, so this piece of music is also called the "Symphony of Destiny".
The audience was even more surprised. The fate was so grand that it was difficult for people to resist and could only accept their fate.
The audience wants to know what kind of music can be called destiny and can make people like Stein look at it in a new light.
On the stage, Cao Xiu raised his baton, and the scene fell silent.
Cao Xiu jerked his hands and the music started
"Dun, Deng, Deng, Deng!"
The audience was greatly shocked at the beginning of the symphony.
The clarinet and strings played in unison, three short and one long, with a tragic and strong sound, like someone knocking on the door.
This is "fate knocking on the door".
The expressions of the audience outside seemed to be controlled by the program, and everyone's expression was very serious.
The knock of fate is never a good thing.
This sound reminded the audience of another sound, death knocking on the door.
Cold, majestic, dark, and undeniable.
"Dun, Deng, Deng, Deng!"
The knock of fate sounded again, and the audience was tense and extremely nervous.
Under this pressure, the heart began to accelerate and breathing became difficult.
Who can resist the knock of fate?
Some people's scalps are numb, some people's hairs stand on end, some people's buttocks are trembling, and some people are lying down waiting to die.
After fate knocked on the door, the strings came out in unison, majestic and swift like lightning.
It was like a divine punishment came to the world, and he issued a stern question to everyone.
Cao Xiu concentrated on everything he had learned throughout his life. His baton was sonorous and powerful, as if he was fighting against fate.
"Dun, Deng, Deng, Deng!"
The knock of fate sounded again.
The audience had begun to sweat on their foreheads. Every knock on the door struck their hearts.
The music suddenly dropped, Cao Xiu danced lightly with his hands, his movements gradually increased, and the music became intense again.
Serious, grand, this is destiny.
Suffering, misfortune, and sadness are all shown in the notes.
Fate questioned everyone, and seriousness and tension filled the concert hall, but this tension did not last long.
The bright and lyrical music followed. What is this? It is happiness in destiny, joy and beautiful memories.
But underneath this bright melody, a harsh fate appears from time to time in the bass part of the music.
Love and hate, darkness and light, are intertwined.
It makes people tremble and feel like walking on thin ice.
This is fate.
Today's beauty may change its color when you wake up.
Yesterday's pain, overnight, turned into... deeper pain.
Destiny is unpredictable and unpredictable.
Lie down and be laughed at or rise up and attack?
Music gave the answer, and Cao Xiu's baton also gave the answer.
The fight, the never-ending fight.
It seems as if someone is using his infinite power to challenge fate. This section is full of optimism and heroism.
Cao Xiu's eyes were intense, as if they were about to shine. His baton was the military flag, directing the orchestra to fight.
The motivation of fate breaks in again, ruthlessly, and he wants to completely suppress those who dare to challenge.
Destiny and humanity begin to intertwine with each other, and the two themes alternate.
No one surrendered to anyone, and another round of fighting began.
Destiny tries to suppress mankind, and mankind tries its best to fight against fate.
A sudden oboe interrupted the battle, and the will of fate began to strengthen. It was restless, it wanted to dominate everything, it was unstoppable.
The struggle between fate and mankind is not over yet. Destiny is becoming more and more powerful, as if it suppresses mankind and has the upper hand.
Humanity seems to be left struggling.
Cao Xiu pressed down his baton.
The first movement ends.
He closed his eyes and realized the difficulty of challenging fate, but everything had to go on.
The audience was completely silent, and everyone was trying their best to hold their breath and not make any sound.
The hall was unprecedentedly quiet, except for the slight squeaking of chairs caused by someone adjusting their sitting position, but the sound soon stopped.
Even the coughing was suppressed and cautious.
Any noise is a blasphemy against Symphony of Destiny.
They themselves would not be able to forgive themselves if a voice ruined the show.
It was so quiet, it seemed like I could hear everyone’s breathing and heartbeat.
Stein was breathing heavily, and his back was soaked with cold sweat.
As a recognized genius in the music industry, Stein immersed all his spirit in music. He followed the changes of notes, traveled through time and space, and saw human beings strangled by fate.
He saw countless people succumbing to their fate.
Wherever you fall, there you lie down.
If life has deceived me, let him continue to deceive me.
Unexamined, like a puddle of mud, mud crushed by fate.
He also saw people who resisted fate, even if they were stepped on by fate, they would still try their best to pick up branches from the ground and give fate a hard blow.
Even if you are acting like a chariot, you still have to express your fighting spirit.
Being knocked down by fate again and again, and standing up again and again.
In his long life, Stein has seen too many geniuses, but most of them are just gods when the wind is going smoothly and ghosts when the wind is going against them.
Any setback may cause them to fall into the abyss.
Genius is just the threshold for meeting him. As the king of the music industry, Stein is their idol.
But Stein didn't like these people, so he set a little test for them.
This test is called disregard.
Ignore their respect, ignore their pious and humble greetings, ignore their compliments.
He wanted to see what kind of blow these ardent fans could withstand.
It's a pity that everyone was so warm to him at first and said hello from afar.
But after being ignored by him, 90% of people chose to immediately change their attitude and said "I ignore you too" to show that they were arrogant.
The rest, at most, only endured such humiliation three times.
Stein's plan failed, and his passion and desire to change the world with them were shattered.
Stein regretfully found that they could not hold on to such a small humiliation. How could such a person face the challenge of fate?
He knows very well that if he tells them, as long as he persists, he will be accepted by Stein, and 99% of people can do it.
But that has no meaning anymore.
Because fate never tells you how long you have to persist to succeed. Only by persisting unswervingly and forever can you get rewards from fate.
Stein wanted to stand up and applaud.
He saw the grass growing tenaciously in the thunderstorm, and the human beings standing up after falling again and again. They were all fighting against fate.
He wanted to applaud this struggle against fate, but he couldn't.
Applause is not allowed between movements.
Stein's eyes were intense and he was breathing heavily.
On the stage, Cao Xiu closed his eyes, took a deep breath, raised his baton again, and the second movement began.
(End of chapter)