"Requiem in A minor" by Tarakani, the master of orthodoxy.

There is nothing that requires continued investment of energy, just listen and feel quietly.

The church was brightly lit at night, and Fan Ning temporarily withdrew from social interaction and looked up at the vault again, when a big hand patted his shoulder.

"President." Fan Ning turned around and saw the person clearly.

"In the later stages of the performance, your spiritual state changed." Viadlin walked around Fanning, "It is indeed hard to imagine that you can achieve such a creative harvest in less than a year. Last winter

I heard the news that you have been promoted to the middle level. If my feeling is correct, you may now start to visit the 'Basin Area' cautiously and directly experience the inspiration that Huita has given you."

"You haven't started teaching me the piano yet."

"You can come to St. Taranburg to teach me regularly in the future... But now, the tense stage is over, it is rare to have free time, and it is rare to be surprised. Why not talk to Miss Roy from the McAdam family?"

"This is the first time I've seen this kind of vault mural under night light," Fanning said.

"Go up and take a look?" Viadlin pointed in the direction of the high lighting pavilion.

"OK."

The two of them climbed the spiral staircase on the side, gradually getting away from the whispers of the crowd below. Then they came to the upper corridor and stepped on the semi-hidden steps.

Viadrin asked: "Are you wondering about the 'Boethius Artists' or the discussion group? Or some secrets about the Knower?"

Fan Ning honestly said: "I learned some secret information from Miss Roy last night, but the most puzzling thing at the moment is the name and keyword of 'ge' that I heard mentioned many times by others later."

"Characteristics of artistic personality? Objective artistic attainments? Or is it a comprehensive evaluation mechanism for artists' creative achievements subjectively concocted by the discussion group?"

He asked the legendary pianist: "...what exactly is 'grid'?"

Viadrin was silent for half a minute, and then brought up a seemingly unrelated topic that Fan Ning never even dreamed he would bring up.
Chapter completed!