Chapter 147 Unfortunately, she's Vera, and she knows it all [1 update]
[Who knows, maybe they'll want to play them all? Luvie already said that the student surpasses the master, so it wouldn't be right for my sister not to play both "Holy War" and "Song of Florence," would it?]
Okay, okay, stop talking, or my sister will sue us again.
Because Vera Hall was so mysterious, despite being a famous pianist in the history of European music, not a single portrait of her has been left behind.
This mystery has also aroused the longing of later generations.
Humans are naturally curious; the more mysterious something or someone is, the more we want to uncover its secrets.
Unfortunately, some historians in O continent have been digging for a long time but have not unearthed any new information.
Historical records indicate that Vera Hall had two music mentors, who were also top pianists of the time.
The world's most difficult piano piece was composed by one of Vera Hall's music teachers.
However, neither of the notes left by these two music mentors contained any record of their disciple.
So clean it was as if Vera Hall had never existed on Earth.
Besides the well-known "Sun and Moon," Vera Hall also left behind two other pieces—
"Holy War" and "Song of Florence".
Both of these are also world-class piano pieces.
The difficulty of "Holy War" is even greater than that of "Sun and Moon," also because there is no actual sheet music, and only two pianists have performed it to date.
"The Song of Florence" has never been played.
When Ying Luwei marketed herself as the next Vera Hall, she didn't dare mention the piano pieces "Holy War" and "Song of Florence".
She was afraid that if the fans got excited, she would be asked to play again, which would cause her to make a fool of herself.
If "Sun and Moon" was already so difficult for her, Ying Luwei simply couldn't imagine how difficult "Holy War" and "Song of Florence" must be.
The difficulty of these three piano pieces composed by Vera Hall is well-known.
After that comment was posted, there were many replies below.
[I'm just a casual observer; I only clicked in because I saw the name Vera Hall. You guys have no idea how difficult "Holy War" is, right? Otherwise, why would you have the nerve to put this piano piece here?]
[For those unfamiliar, historical records indicate that the piano piece "Holy War" was inspired by the Bible and consists of three chapters.]
The first chapter describes God creating angels and the peaceful life in heaven.
The second chapter tells the story of God bringing the first human, Adam, before the angels, naming him as His Son, and commanding the other angels to worship him.
But Archangel Lucifer refused to submit to the Son and led a third of the angels in a rebellion against Heaven, starting a war against God.
The third chapter depicts the story of Lucifer, the former archangel, who fell into darkness and became Lucifer, the devil king of hell. This chapter is the saddest and serves as the finale of the entire piece.
Actually, the piano piece "Holy War" is even more highly regarded in Europe, holding a higher status in the music world than "Sun and Moon."
[I can't take it anymore, just reading this description gives me goosebumps. Although I don't know much about the piano, I have to admit that Vera Hall is incredibly talented.]
[Therefore, the difficulty of "Holy War" lies not only in the playing itself, but also in whether the performer has the necessary presence and can carry the performance. I think this "retirement-friendly" person doesn't even know what "Holy War" is about, right? Playing it? That's hilarious.]
Forgive my bluntness, but if there's anyone in the world who could perfectly perform "Sun and Moon," "Holy War," and "Song of Florence," it's only Vera herself. No way, absolutely no way.
With the addition of passersby, Ying Luwei's remaining die-hard fans charged forward even more bravely, each one full of fighting spirit.
However, having learned from past mistakes, they didn't dare to bother Ying Zijing, and only dared to dance wildly under Ying Luwei's Weibo.
This was exactly the effect Ying Luwei wanted.
After closing Weibo, she turned to her agent beside her and asked, "Have all the invitations been sent out? Who's coming?"
"It's been sent out, but no one has replied yet." The agent sighed. "Luvi, as you know, this concert is the starting point for your entry into the international music scene. We've invited renowned musicians from China."
"They all have rather eccentric temperaments and are quite aloof; they can't be invited just by asking."
“That’s true.” Ying Luwei frowned, then seemed to have thought of something. “You should tell them this.”
She turned her head and said a few words in a very low voice.
The agent was somewhat surprised: "Is this really okay? What if it affects you?"
"No way." Ying Luwei smiled dismissively, "You don't really think Ying Zijing can play any music, do you? I know her skill level; she even stumbled over Canon."
"And my sister-in-law is extremely concerned about her image; she'd give up anything for it. What do you think her expression would be if she saw Ying Zijing embarrass herself at the concert?"
Ying Luwei couldn't help but laugh whenever she thought about it.
The agent didn't know much about the other members of the Ying family, but after hearing what she said, he nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go and send out another invitation right away."
This is their only chance to turn things around.
**
Grandpa Zhong has been paying attention to Ying Luwei.
He did intend to deal with the Ying family, but Ying Zijin stopped him.
Because the Zhong family is not as powerful as the Ying family these days, she doesn't want to affect Old Master Zhong.
However, given the previous theft of the Ten Directions Realm, it's only a matter of time before the Zhong Group catches up with the Ying Group.
When Grandpa Zhong saw Ying Luwei's Weibo post, he immediately became furious: "What a hypocrite, doing such a despicable thing again."
He was about to storm off to the Ying family when a cup appeared in front of him: "Grandpa, drink more water and try not to get angry."
"Zijin, you can't go to this concert." Old Master Zhong was furious. "If you go, you'll be fulfilling that old white lotus's wish."
"It's nothing," Ying Zijing said calmly. "I did it voluntarily."
"Voluntary?" Grandpa Zhong put on his reading glasses and looked at her with great concern. "Zijin, have you lost your mind?"
"..." Ying Zijing said expressionlessly, "I don't like her using my popularity for publicity."
Grandpa Zhong was a little confused and couldn't understand what those words meant.
Isn't Ying Luwei just riding on Vera Hall's coattails?
"Alright, it's your decision, and your grandfather can't interfere too much." Grandpa Zhong thought for a moment, "I know a few pianists, I'll call them over to help you practice."
**
Shaoren Hospital.
Ying Zijin only comes to Shaoren Hospital once a week, on Wednesday evenings.
She sat in the private office prepared for her by the dean, with a tarot deck on the desk.
She bought it from an underground market; it's not exactly a traditional tarot deck, but its value lies in the fact that it's a genuine tarot deck.
With the help of tarot cards, she can relax a bit and predict major events without using her divination abilities.
However, tarot cards should not be used too many times at once, as this will reduce their divination ability.
An internal call came in; it was from the specialist department: "Ms. Ying, Mr. Shang is here for a follow-up appointment."
"Just let him come up here."
Five minutes later, there was a knock on the door.
After receiving permission, Shang Yaozhi pushed open the door and walked in.
It was already May, the beginning of summer, but he was still bundled up tightly.
Hat, sunglasses, scarf—everything was there.
He only took off his disguise after entering the room.
After catching his breath, Shang Yaozhi thanked her again: "Miss Ying, thank you very much. My throat is much better than before after receiving your medicine."
"You're welcome, as long as the money is paid."
"..."
Shang Yaozhi then noticed the cards on the table and was slightly taken aback: "These are tarot cards?"
"Hmm." Ying Zijing looked up. "Choose three?"
Shang Yao hesitated for a moment.
People in the entertainment industry are actually quite superstitious.
Some celebrities, in order to become famous, will specifically consult feng shui masters and change their names to change their career path.
It must be said that some of them actually succeeded.
"Choose whatever you like." Ying Zijing leaned back in her swivel chair, raising an eyebrow slightly. "Don't feel guilty."
Upon hearing this, Shang Yaozhi chuckled: "Miss Ying, just like my niece, likes this kind of thing."
He was taking it too seriously.
People who play tarot cards nowadays just do it for fun.
Ying Zijing didn't speak, but simply gestured for him to choose a card.
As Shang Yaozhi raised his hand, preparing to choose randomly, a card was automatically drawn to his palm as his hand swept over the deck.
He was taken aback: "Is there static electricity?"
“It’s not static electricity,” Ying Zijing said calmly. “This is your hand.”
Shang Yao paused for a moment, then handed the card to the girl without saying anything.
But what puzzled him even more was that the next two cards, rather than being chosen by him, seemed to have automatically landed on his palm, just like the first card.
Just right, three cards.
Ying Zijing glanced at the cards and then began to flip them over.
Shang Yaozhi noticed that her method of divination was different from other people who played tarot cards.
A typical tarot reading requires setting up a card spread.
There are also very strict requirements regarding the order in which cards are flipped, their front-to-back, left-to-right, and clockwise/counterclockwise directions.
But the girl just flipped through the cards directly, without any spread or asking him what he wanted to divine.
To those who play tarot cards, this is considered nonsense.
But Shang Yaozhi was still watching very attentively.
After Ying Zijing turned over the first two cards, she nodded slightly.
Then the last card was turned over.
His gaze suddenly sharpened.
(End of this chapter)
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