A small private room was arranged for An Ran backstage.

In fact, it is just a rest room. It is very comfortable and has everything you need.

There is even a fruit plate and drinks on the table.

The reason why I arranged a good environment for An Ran was of course because I was afraid that he would find fault. After a while, I couldn’t write anything anymore, and I muttered that it was because the environment was not good.

And this lounge is the most airtight one.

He will never let external factors disturb him.

The reason why we give him such a good environment is that we don’t want to give him any unnecessary excuses.

An Ran walked in under the guidance of the staff.

The staff member said: "Mr. An Ran, are you satisfied?"

"Satisfied!" An Ran nodded, "By the way, prepare two pens for me...and prepare more paper..."

"Okay!" The staff member was a little surprised, but didn't think much about it.

I quickly got him a box of pens and a pile of 16-karat music paper, which he had already prepared.

I will give you the best in everything, it depends on how you play.

After the staff left, Anron closed the door. Everything outside had nothing to do with her.

He rubbed his hands vigorously, it looked like he was going to have a big game today.

The music festival outside is going on as usual, An Ran is not around, and all procedures are going on as usual.

Karis, who had been on the stage for five minutes, sang his own song and won a round of applause from everyone.

An Ran is like a strange thing. Without him, even the music festival becomes smoother.

On the other hand, Mancini and Rioste didn't find it interesting.

It's the same every year, everyone is good to me and others, everything is predetermined, and the audience is treated as a fool.

If Mai Liwen hadn't said something nice this time, they wouldn't have come at all.

In fact, I came here just for Enron.

I didn’t have much hope at the time, and it seems like I don’t have much hope now, but I still have some hope.

Neither of their music can be considered popular. It is very difficult to find someone who can support stage plays and symphonies.

Otherwise, Mancini's "Dog" would be performed every year just because no one can make it better, or even at a similar level.

If this is safe...

Mancini and Rioste were both thinking about it.

Mai Liwen and Lai Sen were sitting together in the second row. They looked at each other and smiled slightly.

The heads of several other music platforms also whispered to each other.

"Can this guy write it?"

"Bill, what are you thinking? This is completely impossible. Leoste, a master symphony master, only wrote a few works in his life? Even a short piece is not that easy. The matching of various instruments is a headache! ”

"That's right, I think he is just holding on!"

"Hey, Wall, you should arrange for security guards to keep an eye on him. The backstage staff are very busy right now. He might have escaped!"

"You really reminded me!" Wall immediately left his seat and went to make arrangements.

Mai Liwen smiled at Laisen and asked, "Mr. Laisen, are you satisfied with today's arrangements?"

"Of course I'm satisfied!" Leson smiled and nodded, "I didn't expect this guy to agree so readily."

Mai Liwen looked worried, "Is he sure?"

Although this possibility is very, very small, it always exists, right? This guy agreed too readily, and even after learning that Rioste's band was upstairs, Gengshi took the initiative to shorten the time to one and a half hours.

Are you really sure?

Lathan waved his hand and said, "You are overthinking it. There are so many people and he is just trying to hold on. Wall did a very good job just now and asked the security guards to check on him!"

"I think this guy just wants to find a chance to escape..."

Mai Liwen nodded, it was very possible.

It's nothing to lose a little face. Anyway, he has a foundation in Xiazhou. With his reputation in Xiazhou, no matter what negative news he gets, he can probably get rid of it.

It would be best for Wall to send someone to watch. If you want to embarrass him, you must let him be humiliated to the end. You must not give up halfway.

Except for Mancini and Rioste in the first row, and the organizers in the second row, no one actually cared much about Enron.

Because everyone thinks this is simply impossible.

As for how Enron ended, that is a story for another day, and it can be regarded as a slight highlight.

The two old guys Mancini and Rioste kept looking at their watches, as if they were looking forward to Enron's performance.

After about an hour or so, the cameras tacitly turned to the other side.

In the special accompaniment area on the right side of the stage, people have already entered and started arranging the performance.

At this music festival, all the songs are accompanied by accompaniments, and there is no band.

This area happens to be used by Rioste's band at this time.

The minimum size of a symphony orchestra is around thirty people.

This is the minimum.

Generally speaking, there are as few as forty or fifty people, and as many as more than a hundred people. For example, in Leoste's famous "Chapter Six", the number of people doubled on this basis, with more than 100 people every minute.

The scale of his own band is not small either.

However, the place for live accompaniment is only so big, after getting Leoste’s consent.

The band can only be reduced to more than 40 people.

For ordinary people, this is fine.

But Leoste is a little dissatisfied. The most important thing about a symphony is emotional expression. The more people there are, the more powerful the expression will be.

There are only forty...just barely.

They all play pop music, and they don’t understand if you tell them this.

As An Ran said, "If you don't understand symphony, how can you say you understand music?"

Thinking of these words, his favorable impression of An Ran increased sharply.

Later, even if An Ran's writing is not very good, or even not good at all, he can still help An Ran.

Anyway, some of the short fragments he wrote himself would often be practiced repeatedly by the band members, and it wouldn’t matter if any of them came out.

As long as it is proven that An Ran has the talent for symphony, he will try his best to save it.

We cannot let his reputation be ruined.

Mancini also had the same idea, but he took the path of a stage play.

If An Ran can't write it later, he can discuss it with Liost and let the old guy help him deal with it.

I still want to find someone to continue writing my stage play.

Regardless of whether An Ran has talent in this area, to be honest, he thinks he is a good young man with a temper that suits him very well.

To be a genius, you have to be different.

However, this incident also taught him a small lesson: he cannot always accept other people's challenges casually.

This time is enough for him to remember.

The two old guys had the same idea, and they were both a little impatient.

Mancini coughed and said, "Old guy, do you want to go out and have a cigarette?"

Leoste was stunned for a moment, you are eighty years old and you still have a hairy hair.

Although my health is not bad, I can’t let it go to such waste.

Just when he was about to say something to the old man, when he saw the old man wink at him, Leoste immediately understood that this guy had something to say to him.
Chapter completed!