The third child of the Sherlock Holmes family

In the latest issue of the report, "The Sound of Classical Music" explained in detail the first performance of the Manchester Symphony Orchestra, and analyzed the choice of tracks, technical difficulty, and whether the emotions were in place with a professional attitude. out.

Then, it introduces the members of the Manchester Symphony Orchestra and their level in detail.The Manchester Symphony Orchestra is not a popular orchestra, but it performs at a high level, no worse than a world-class symphony orchestra.

Overall, the concert was a great success, all thanks to Cecil.

As expected of Cecil, he once again showed the world his extraordinary musical talent, and also proved his extraordinary commanding ability to the world.

No one in the world can turn waste into treasure like Cecil. In less than two months, he transformed a mediocre symphony orchestra into one that can perform at a first-class level.If it were the other three conductors, they might not be able to do it.

In addition to "The Sound of Classical Music" reporting the concert in its entirety, even other British newspapers also reported it, such as "The Times", "The Sun" and "Daily Express".

These newspapers, like "The Sound of Classical Music", greatly praised Cecil. Some titles such as genius, great conductor, and Mozart II were all used on Cecil, which is really free. Quasecil.

Wilson grinned from ear to ear when he saw these reports.Before, some people questioned that Cecil ran out of talents to become the conductor of the unpopular Manchester Symphony Orchestra. Cecil used his strength to slap those people in the face, so happy!

Cecil never cared about these things. Whether others praised him or belittled him, it had nothing to do with him.The tour of the Manchester Symphony Orchestra has just begun, and he will be preparing for the second show next.

In London, Cecil intends to play a symphony he composed himself.Some time ago he made two and a half symphonies, and before the next concert, he wanted to finish those half pieces, but he had no inspiration recently.

After thinking about it, he decided to go out for a walk.Usually he likes to stay at home, listening to music and opera, playing the piano, violin and cello, or reading, and rarely goes out.

Cecil put on the windbreaker, carried the violin, and planned to go out for a walk nearby.The apartment he lives in is an area where middle-class people live. The surrounding environment and facilities are good, and the landscaping is also very good.Not far from the apartment, there is a small river. People around like to go for a walk by the river.

Why not live in a high-end apartment?

With Cecil's financial resources, not to mention living in a high-end apartment, even a castle is no problem.

The apartment Cecil now lives in was arranged by Mycroft.

Why did Mycroft arrange for him to live in a middle-class apartment?

Because Mycroft feels that there are more people in the middle class, and they are more enthusiastic and friendly. Cecil lives with these people, and maybe he can change his anti-social personality if he has more contact with them.

For the little brother, the big brother Mycroft really broke his heart!

It's a pity that the dream is beautiful, but the reality is very skinny.Mycroft forgot that his little brother was an otaku, and he usually stayed at home except for rehearsals or concerts.How can you get in touch with your neighbors and feel the friendship of human beings if you don't go out.

Walking slowly along the river, Cecil admired the beauty of the evening while walking.The sun fell on the western skyline, and the golden-red light dyed half of the sky red, so brilliant that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

Just walking aimlessly like this, I walked to a strange place unknowingly.

Just as Cecil was looking around, he suddenly heard a bang, bang, bang, like the sound of a ball falling to the ground.

Probably because the sound of the ball falling to the ground was very rhythmic, hooking a certain nerve in Cecil's brain, he followed the sound to a dilapidated park not far away, and then saw a teenager kicking against an old goal in the park ball.

Football was a very rough and vulgar game for Cecil, with lots of people and a lot of noise.Every football game, the screams and shouts on the field are simply noise, and he hates noise the most.With an absolute sense of pitch, he couldn't bear the piercing sound of the magic sound.

Perhaps it was because there were no harsh shouts from the fans, only the simple sound of the teenager playing football, Cecil didn't feel a little bored.He put his right hand in the pocket of the windbreaker, stood behind the boy, and watched the boy kicking football with interest.

The boy was wearing a red tracksuit and kept kicking the ball with his legs up. The black and white football obediently rolled into the rusty goal without a net, but sometimes he would be disobedient and pass by the side of the goal.

The goal is about nine or ten meters away from the boy. If the boy kicks ten balls, eight or nine of them can hit the goal, and the hit rate is relatively high.It can be seen that this young man is not an ordinary person.

Cecil soon noticed that the teenager was getting more and more agitated as he kicked, which could be heard from the sound of the football hitting the iron rod of the goal.

Ronaldo didn't know there was someone behind him, and kicked the ball towards the goal to vent his unwillingness and annoyance.

Cecil, who has an absolute sense of pitch, likes to convert the sound he hears into musical notes. The sound of a football hitting an iron rod is automatically converted into a series of musical notes in his mind, and the linked notes will become a musical score.It's a pity that this song only has anger and unwillingness.

After playing for more than an hour, Ronaldo finally felt tired. He bent over, put his hands on his knees, and gasped for breath.

Suddenly, he heard a cold voice from behind: "Stupid!"

Ronaldo was startled, and turned his head to look quickly. As sweat flowed into his eyes, blurring his vision, he only saw a man in a black windbreaker standing behind him.

"What did you say?" He didn't hear clearly just now.

Cecil looked at his immature face, and said coldly: "Stupid!"

Ronaldo heard clearly this time, this person was calling him stupid, and he, who was already angry in his heart, became even more angry, "Why do you call me stupid?" Standing up, he raised his hand and wiped the sweat on his forehead indiscriminately, His vision became clear, and just when he was about to glare fiercely at the intruder, he saw the man's face, and then he was dumbfounded, speechless for a long time.

"Venting out the unwillingness and anger in my heart here, isn't it stupid?"

"How do you know?" Ronaldo's face was filled with shock when his mind was said.

Cecil was too lazy to answer this stupid question. His eyes fell on the football in Ronaldo's footsteps. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind. He quickly opened the violin case, took out the violin, put it on his shoulder, and played the melody that just flashed in his brain. out.

A soft and melodious voice sounded slowly, like a breeze caressing his face gently, Ronaldo opened his mouth wide, staring blankly at the man playing the violin bathed in the setting sun.

Then there was an extremely strong vibrato, and each passionate note beat Ronaldo's heart. The strong sense of rhythm made his blood boil, giving him a feeling of returning to the game.Suddenly, with a gripping double note, the sound of the violin stopped abruptly, and Ronaldo's heart tightened with it. After a short pause of a few seconds, the most elegant and gentle sound of the violin sounded again, like clear flowing water, Chunchun waded through the bottom of his heart.

The unwillingness and anger in his heart were smoothed away, and Ronaldo's frown was also relaxed. His whole body and mind seemed to be washed by warm water, warmly and quietly.

After playing the melody in his mind, Cecil raised the corners of his mouth and showed a surprised smile.In the past few days, his mind seemed to be stuck, and he couldn't think of a beautiful melody. He didn't expect to think of such a beautiful melody when he walked around this evening.

Clap clap clap clap clap clap, the sudden sound of applause interrupted Cecil.

"It's so nice." Ronaldo only felt that after listening to the music just now, he felt comfortable.

Cecil raised an eyebrow slightly, and looked at Ronaldo with some surprise, "Can you understand?"

Ronaldo shook his head, and said with some embarrassment: "Sorry, I don't understand, I just think it sounds good."

"You are lucky."

Ronaldo didn't understand the meaning of Cecil's words for a while, and looked at the man like a god with a puzzled face.

"You're the first to hear this tune."

Ronaldo thought of the identity of the man in front of him, and instantly felt that he was indeed lucky, "Thank you, Mr. Holmes."

"You know me?" Cecil's tone was a little surprised.

"I went to your concert before." Ronaldo looked at the man who was called a musical genius by the media, and couldn't help feeling nervous, "It's very good!"

"Are you a football player?"

"Yes."

"It seems that you are not too stupid." Football players and classical music are completely incompatible. Generally, people who like football such as strenuous sports do not like classical music. This young man in front of him actually likes classical music, which makes Cecil Very surprised.

Ronaldo was at a loss, not understanding what Cecil meant when he said he wasn't too stupid?

"For the sake of you going to my concert, I will play another piece of music for you for free." After finishing speaking, the bow rested on the strings, and with a light pull of the hand, the cheerful rhythm suddenly wafted in the quiet and dilapidated park up.

Ronaldo closed his eyes and quietly felt the beautiful music.

After the song ended, Ronaldo only felt that there was still melodious music in the air, still lingering in his ears.

Seeing that Cecil put the violin in the violin case and looked like he was about to leave, he asked hastily, "Mr. Holmes, what was the tune just now?"

"The Third Movement of Cecil's Violin Concerto" Cecil felt that this piece of music is quite suitable for the current Ronaldo.

"Thank you." Ronaldo said gratefully.

Just as Cecil turned to leave, he stopped suddenly and looked at Ronaldo with green eyes, "Only a lost dog would go to a place where no one is around to vent his dissatisfaction." After finishing speaking, he left.

In the setting sun, the back of Cecil turning away was deeply imprinted in Ronaldo's eyes, and his words were also deeply imprinted in Ronaldo's heart.