"No. However, there is always an impulse first, and then an idea." Fan Ning said.

"You are smiling slightly."

"Yes, what?"

"There was nothing like this the whole time before."

Luo Yin touched the tip of his nose with curiosity: "Well, of course, most of the participants were relatively restrained. Although the poet's condolence activities were informal, since it was a funeral, the general tone was always solemn and solemn.

, and now it is finally over... Is it because of a successful performance and an upcoming nomination? I am also very happy. This is an unexpected result during the exchange last night."

"Or was it because of the difficult decision to join the chorus?"

"No, it's the second movement." Fan Ning said.

He stretched out, loosened the first button of his shirt, stretched his legs toward the front of the cabin, and changed into a more comfortable posture that was lower down.

"Really!" Luo Yin's eyes lit up, feeling slightly excited for Fan Ning, "Then you solved two problems at the same time. If the first movement is in C minor, what key is it probably in?"

"Maybe it's A flat major," Fanning said.

Just like...the tonality of the warm and cantabile second movement after the conflict-filled first movement of Beethoven's "Piano Sonata No. 8 in C minor" "Pathétique" ends.

"But you told me that the first movement is a funeral, a giant's funeral with solemnity, solemnity and torture. Why is the inspiration for the second movement such a musical character?" The girl noticed it particularly keenly.

"You must have had such an experience, either before or just now -"

Fan Ning sat up slightly and explained to her seriously: "You are attending the funeral of a close person. It cannot be a person who is unforgettable like a true love. It is best not to have huge grief caused by unexpected blows or misunderstandings.

Usually it is an old friend, an old friend, a person who has died well or a hero-like figure that you admire, with appropriate feelings of sadness or desolate haze..."

"Then, maybe on the way home, a picture of a warm moment suddenly appeared in your mind. It was a long time ago that you have not forgotten but rarely thought of. It was like a ray of bright sunshine, a ray of sunshine.

There is a refreshing breeze, and there are no clouds or fog, so you may almost forget what happened just now, and forget it for a short time.”

Fan Ning smiled at her as she described it.
Chapter completed!