Chapter 134

"Found the symphony of fate, ode to joy, Symphony No. 9... And the complete score of Ludwig van Beethoven."

Harvey took out a pile of books from the endless library several times. Roughly speaking, there are more than 40 books, all of which are knowledge of Western classical music, teaching knowledge and famous music scores. The mainstream music of this era is still classical music《 Some of the music in count of Monte Cristo can't satisfy Harvey. In his spare time, Harvey wants to choose some classical music from the earth.

The first musician Harvey thinks of, and probably most people think of, is Ludwig van Beethoven, one of the greatest musicians and composers in the world. His rough life has also created numerous classic works.

Harvey was the first to think of Beethoven not only because of his fame, but also because of his experience and the mental process of his music creation. Just like the count of Monte Cristo, Beethoven had just achieved great success in the music industry at that time, but suffered from ear disease, which basically declared the end of his career for a musician. He went through pain and alienated his relatives and friends, In the case of deafness alone to complete music creation, ushered in a new life.

His music is tenacious and tenacious. Even on the verge of collapse, he can firmly grasp the hope.

"Hold the throat of fate!"

This sentence has inspired countless people at the bottom of their lives.

Beethoven's music and the plot of the count of Monte Cristo naturally have a common point. Both of them fell to the bottom from the best period of their lives, but with their tenacious spirit, they broke away from adversity and ushered in the light.

The quality of a film is inseparable from the plot, picture and music. The first two are guaranteed. Harvey tries to achieve perfection in the music level.

Music can arouse people's inner resonance, and good music can sublimate the plot.

All night, Harvey is trying to restore Beethoven's music and pick out those symphonies that fit with the plot. This time, Harvey doesn't want to package himself as a musician. The composer's name is Ludwig van Beethoven. In name, he is a distant friend of Harvey.

Harvey had heard many Beethoven's works in his music class when he was a student. His vague memory was not enough for him to use magic to record them completely. These music scores had to be performed by professional music bands.

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The next day, Harvey and Shirley went back to the theater as usual, chatting with all kinds of staff on the way.

Seeing Harvey appear, Jared, who is arranging work for the group performance, breathes a sigh of relief and trots over to say hello: "Harvey, you're all right. Didn't you fall the other day?"

He hesitated to look Harvey up and down to make sure he had no arms or legs missing.

"My body is all right, and I don't need everyone to ask this when they see me." Harvey felt helpless. Since he entered the theater, at least two figures have been concerned about his health.

Jared gave Harvey a hug and joked with a smile: "who made you a director? You've only been away for a few days. We're going to be in a mess here."

"I haven't spent these days in vain. Where's Mr. Griffin?"

Griffin is the director of the orchestra hired by the theater, responsible for the soundtrack of the count of Monte Cristo.

"There was a symphony in the backyard just now. I think they were practicing there. I heard Diana say that you will come back today. I've got the group performances of the fourth episode and the seventh act ready."

Harvey nodded and said, "I'll be there in a minute, and you can tell William to buy a high-end piano, which may be necessary."

Beethoven's music as like as two peas, Harvey has read the structural instructions of the earth's piano, which is basically the same as the world's piano.

"No problem."

When Harvey came to the backyard of the theater alone, he was surprised to see a group of Orchestra members in suits standing on the lawn to practice. In front of them, a middle-aged man with a little fat and bald standing on the stone steps waving his baton. The symphony became more and more urgent with the waving of the baton, and the sound of the symphony became a storm.

The score is the score of the count of Monte Cristo when he thought of suicide in prison. The level is really good, but there is still a lot of gap with the master's level.

At the end of the performance, Harvey, standing by, clapped his hands with a smile, holding the score in his arm.

Griffin, the conductor of the orchestra, walked down the stone steps and nodded to Harvey without expression: "Mr. Adrian, I heard that you are not well. I didn't expect you to be here."

"I've recovered a lot, and I don't want to delay the shooting of count of Monte Cristo."

Griffin bowed to him and said, "I admire you for your professionalism. What can I do for you?"

"Of course, there are some scores here, and I hope your band can play them."

Griffin didn't take the score and frowned: "when I first came here, Mr. William promised to respect our playing rights. In fact, now we are also practicing for the score of count of Monte Cristo. It's not a good idea for me to change the score temporarily."

"Of course, Mr. Griffin, as a layman, is not qualified to give advice to a professional musician, but these music scores are a gift from a friend of mine. He said that you will understand after reading them." With a smile, Harvey handed over the score in his hand, which was the music he had selected last night for count of Monte Cristo.

Griffin hesitated to take it over and saw the signature on the score: "Ludwig van Beethoven, I've never heard of this man's name in the music world. Has he ever performed?"

"He's not from the kingdom of Baron."

He looked at Harvey suspiciously. "Oh, you should know that music doesn't know countries."

"He came from a far away country. At least he didn't communicate with the music world you know. There is no doubt about his level. Let's say that his level of music is the same as my level of writing novels. If the count of Monte Cristo is famous in the kingdom of Baron, his music can shock the music world of Baron."

"Oh... You should know

Griffin also wanted to retort, looking at the score, but choked on what he wanted to say.

"It looks like it is. The score is very interesting. I'll try to play it again." Griffin read the score page by page, and finally nodded. It is impossible to understand the quality of music just by reading the score, but we can see the professional quality of the composer. This score is very professional. As long as you see the notes, Griffin, with his rich experience, simulates one side in his mind, and the fuzzy Symphony sounds in his mind.

What he heard seemed to shake his body and shake his soul, but he still couldn't hear it clearly.

The reason is very simple. The music level he is proud of is beyond his ability in front of this symphony score. He can't feel that kind of feeling because of the simple combination of notes and the brewing of different things.

He was in an incredible hurry.

"I'm sorry to have caused trouble to your band." Harvey leaned over and said with a smile. Griffin focused on the music score and didn't seem to hear Harvey's words. He waved the baton in his hand and his face was uncertain.

Harvey smiles and doesn't mind. He leaves for the shooting of count of Monte Cristo.