The Black Duke of the Pirate

Chapter 349 349. The Storm at Sea

At this time, the three lights that stayed there suddenly started to rotate, and the audience who looked down at this scene held their breath.

The spotlights merged, pierced the condensed darkness, and then illuminated the center of the stage.

There was a heart-pounding scene that attracted everyone's attention. Under the spotlight, Meister finally revealed his true face. Afterwards, golden/red crossed fireworks began to spray around the stage, and he slowly walked over in the aisle filled with fireworks.

He has short black hair, a handsome face, a straight nose bridge, and neat facial features. If there is more, it will look sharp, and if it is less, it will be too gentle. No more, no less, just right, matching his luxurious and artistic temperament , no wonder enough to make women crazy about it.

If you use the words of Reinhardt's previous life to describe it, it shows that he is "arrogant but not impetuous, calm but not arrogant", solemn but active, gentle but vigorous.

"Ma-st-ter!"

Suddenly, there was a shout in the hall, and the audience shouted excitedly.

Wearing a gorgeous evening gown, Meester took a step forward, then stretched out his white palm and pressed it against the air. In an instant, the venue fell silent.

Then, two spotlights gathered on Meister, and the musicians below the stage were fully prepared, and the expressions of the musicians could be seen clearly as the spotlights floated over.

"Okay." Meister said, although his voice was very soft, but it was very clear, and it had a different kind of magnetism. He first looked around the auditorium on one side, and then set his eyes on the musicians below. After a while, he continued to speak again: "Meister's "Night Major No. 40 No. [-] No. [-] First Movement Grand/Middle/Violin Mixed Sonata, The Gods of Akula Laguna Sing No. One Scene - The Origin of the Water World"

As soon as he finished speaking, he stretched out his white hands again, and a pitch-black steel baton appeared in each hand. The left hand was shorter, less than forty centimeters, and the right hand was much thicker and longer. , nearly seventy centimeters in length, with the shaking of the wrist, the baton began to move briskly.

Nearly 30 musicians under the stage were concentrating on preparing, more than [-] of them immediately picked up their instruments and prepared, and then played the first music of the concert after Meister waved his baton.

The clear and melodious violin sounded first. In this coherent and pleasant sound, the audience seemed to hear the slight sound of the tide rising and falling.

In the world described by many violins with singing, it seems that everything has become real.

The Gods of Akula Laguna is a symphony created by Mestre after many years. Its name comes from the tsunami tide of Akula Laguna, the god of water, in the legend of the seven islands of water.

Meister on the stage seems to be completely immersed in these melodious piano sounds, but his hands seem to be waving instinctively. The innate musical intuition in his heart makes Meister bathed in this seemingly endless state of sublimation. Ster, the whole person became holy.

At this time, Meister's baton moved suddenly, and the musicians who were playing the violin stopped their movements for an instant. Then, in the melodious end of the violin, a low moan sounded like a clear spring. Different from the melodious and crispness of the violin, there is a rhythmic feeling of being alone in the dense forest and constantly absorbing the breath of nature.

After that, the large/medium/small/three types of instruments all began to play following the command of Meister on the stage. During this period, it lasted for more than 30 minutes. All the audience in the hall were immersed in this Share immersive scenes.

Reinhardt focused his eyes on the stage, and Meester was concentrating on it as if pious. Just as he was about to sigh in admiration, he suddenly froze for a moment.

He saw that there seemed to be an extremely small wound in Meister's white palm. If it weren't for his extraordinary domineering and knowledgeable look, he would not have been able to find it at all.

Reinhard was very puzzled, but still observed quietly.

After listening for a long time, the concert has entered the second act of the second movement and is beginning to burst into the third act of the third movement.

Sing of the Gods of Akula Ragna Act III - The Storm on the Sea.

With the use of more instruments, the whole concert has become more passionate and contradictory, especially at this time, Meister seems to have fallen into a state of madness while waving the baton with both hands.

He puts his heart and soul into the music.

After a long time, with the end of the fourth act of the fourth movement, many musicians also began to stop their movements one by one, as if a story spanning countless years was finally coming to an end, full of the weight and vicissitudes of history feel.

It's a wonderful feeling... After listening to this symphony performance with four chapters and four acts, which lasted more than two hours, Reinhardt couldn't help but feel a kind of illusory feeling in his heart. He seemed to be able to feel the reality from the music. You can feel the vicissitudes of the water seven islands spanning countless years.

Especially in Meister's perfect and unreservedly dedicated command, the level of the musicians has also been brought to the extreme.

The last sound came down, and there was a sudden roar of applause in the hall. Even after sitting there for more than two hours, people didn't feel uncomfortable at all.

Reinhardt glanced around, it seemed that the concert hadn't ended yet, he had been observing Meister on the stage, but apart from the glimpse in his hand just now, nothing happened Did not find any clues.

He felt that this musician named Meister had always had a feeling of deja vu, and through the tiny wound he found on the palm of his right hand just now, he had a guess in his mind.

However, these expected answers still need further verification.

A silver-white piano appeared on the stage. Meister put away the baton, then walked to the piano and sat down. He was about to start a solo, and he could hear Meister's solo in this concert. Obviously commendable, Reinhardt can hear the surprised murmur of the audience next to him from time to time.

The music sounded, as always, crisp and beautiful, like the sound of a transparent clear spring flowing down from a high mountain, but the music just started not long before it suddenly stopped.

what happened?
what happened?

Why did Meister stop?

At first, the audience thought that there was a pause in this music, but after a full 3 minutes, the music did not sound.

There were voices of discussion in the auditorium.

Reinhardt was sitting in the crowd, his eyes were clearly interpreted. Meister on the stage seemed to be in some kind of emotional struggle, and his face was extremely pale.

(End of this chapter)