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 The professors' applause finally brought the audience back to their senses, and thunderous applause and cheers erupted from the auditorium.
 Especially the musicology majors at the back.
 Their palms were red from clapping, and their voices were hoarse from shouting.
 Several girls completely ignored their elegant lady image and stood up, using their hands as "trumpets" and shouted loudly towards the stage.
 "Caron!"
 "Caroline Van Nin!!!"
 "Awesome!~~~~~"
 “Great job!!”
 Calvin was the most exaggerated person. He directly stepped on the armrest of the seat, climbed up, sat on the backrest, and waved the black silk top hat he just bought so hard that his voice broke.
 The music major is usually really frustrating.
 Many people hold a biased view that musicology has lowered the admission threshold for music majors.
 For many outstanding performance majors, their families have provided them with good art education since childhood and ensured the purchase of top-notch musical instruments, laying a solid foundation.
 As for those talented composers or conductors? They have a small band or even a whole symphony orchestra at home so that he can practice his creations at any time and get immediate feedback.
 These all cost money!
 As for students majoring in musicology, other people's impression of them is that they are a group of guys who are engaged in the so-called "theoretical research on music itself". They are outside the mainstream performances and competition activities of the college. They can only read it in defense occasions. My own incomprehensible thesis.
 Their presence is extremely low at the annual graduation concert.
 It happened to be placed in the third group of the grade together with the composition department and the conducting department. It was taught by "the best" for all four years of college.
 But this time, Fan Ning's performance on stage made them completely proud!
 There is also a more realistic point: if Fan Ning's symphony is finally selected, the author will have considerable say in the selection of musicians for the premiere of his work!
 They were genuinely excited for Fanning and for themselves.
 The applause didn't stop.
 Fan Ning, who had finished bowing at the front of the stage, raised his head and glanced out of the corner of his eye at Team Leader Ram Cecil, who was sitting in the first row on the side with a look as if he had eaten rat shit.
 He thought of the time in the early morning when he was in danger and had something important to do, but his request for leave was rejected, and he thought to himself:
 "Team Leader Cecil, I am forced to open my business. You can give me a hard blow. Are you comfortable now?"
 "Carolne Van Ning, thank you for bringing us this auditory feast." Dean Gould said, "What I want to ask is, is it really what you just created?"
 Fan Ning smiled and was about to speak.
 "I want to interrupt. I'm sorry, Dean. I held it in for several minutes. I was so excited." Vice Dean Xu Ci stood up and said, "Fan Ning, whether this piece comes from your live inspiration or from a previous As long as you organize it and submit it to the small-scale work selection, I will definitely let it appear in the graduation concert."
 "Because it is a well-deserved masterpiece of romantic music."
 "Okay, I'm done." Professor Xu Ci immediately sat down.
 Dean Gould smiled when he heard this: "Although according to convention, each student can perform at most one work, there seems to be no explicit rule that multiple works cannot be accepted at the same time." Then he asked the other judges, "What do you think?"
 Professor Lorraine Browne, the first deputy dean and Cecil’s composition teacher, said with an old voice and an indifferent tone: “It depends on the comprehensive opinions of each judge and the actual performance in the subsequent rounds.”
 "Dear professors, just like I chose the black envelope, what I hope to bring to you at the graduation concert is a symphony." Fan Ning finally took the opportunity to speak.
 "Fan Ning, we respect your choice, but please at least give a name to today's piano piece." The dean said, "We don't want to hear it just this time. It should be played and appreciated often. Right everyone?"
 Almost all the judges agreed, and even the people in the audience nodded along.
 "It comes from some fantasies and inspirations in today's improvisational test, let's call it 'Fantasy Improvisation'," Fanning said.
 "Fantasia Impromptu is a great name. By the way, we forgot to announce the scores." Gould smiled, "Caroen Van Ning, your final average score is-"
 "8 points!"
 "It's too high. It's nearly a full point higher than Merich from the piano department!"
 "No one should be able to surpass it."
 The audience once again erupted in exclamation.
 Obviously, most of the judges gave full marks or nearly full marks, except for Professor Lorraine Browne, the first deputy dean who responded indifferently.
 But he couldn't lower his score below the passing line against his will, so he achieved this final average result.
 Among the 20 points in the preliminary test, Fan Ning already has a certain advantage.
 According to the college's practice, the annual graduation concert will be held a few weeks earlier than the June graduation ceremony, approximately in late May. In the afternoon, there is a chamber music venue, and in the evening, there is a more serious symphony venue. Both performances also feature student works in the first half and master works in the second half.
 Due to the length of the concert, there are about 5 small-scale works selected and about 15 nominated works; while only one large-scale work is selected and 3 nominated.
 Fanning put on her gloves and walked off the stage.
 "That classmate Carloen, do you have the score of "Fantasy Impromptu"? I want to practice." A girl in a blue dress approached with a hint of shyness and asked.
 "I want it too."
 "I want it too."
 "I'll practice it right away when I get home."
 "What are you waiting for? I'll use it to show off at the next family gathering."
 "I'm going to use it to pursue the junior girl I like." The boys and girls around him chattered, including some students who looked down on music and performance majors.
 This fully shows that good music is the key to touching people.
 "Don't worry, I'll share it with everyone after I go home and organize it." Fanning replied politely.
 "Carloen, will you include "Fantasy Impromptu" in your official work number and publish it?"
 "Classmate Fanning, who will you dedicate it to?"
 More and more people gathered in the corridor of the audience on this side.
 "Ahem," Fanning cleared his throat awkwardly, "Everyone, let's talk later. There are still students who need to be tested later."
 "Right, right, I'm so sorry." Everyone woke up from their dream.
 In the next test, perhaps because Fanning's previous performance caused too much shock and psychological pressure, everyone performed mediocrely, and even few of them scored higher than No. 1 Maugham.
 Cecil, the leader of the composition department, was numbered 17, which was relatively late. After he went on stage, he drew a set of bass notes consisting of 8 notes, and improvised a variation including a theme and three fixed bass variations, and got a score of 7 - 2 lower than the leader of the piano department, Murrich.
 If his number could be drawn before Fanning, or if he maintained a good mentality and did not make mistakes during the performance, he should have won the second place.
 Cecil came down from the stage and sat in the audience. His chest rose and fell for a long time before he calmed down.
 In front of his eyes flashed Vincent Van Nin, the guy who always looked like a master with a constipated face, and the Turner Art Museum in East Mecklen. For more than ten years, it has always been superior to the Mecklen Free Museum in terms of exhibition popularity, art critics, and event quality.
 Fortunately, three years ago, this annoying guy disappeared while participating in the 39th Harvest Art Festival! Most likely he encountered an accidental traffic accident, a public security accident, or contracted a virulent infectious disease and died suddenly in a foreign country!
 Cecil's family has many members distributed in the local councils of Lenya, East Mecklen and South Dock. The Mecklen Free Museum is one of his family's cultural industries. After Fanning's father disappeared, the museum successfully accelerated the closure of the Turner Art Museum by excluding exhibition artists, intercepting audiences, malicious comments and complaints, and interfering with the auction of collections.
 He recalled this and finally smiled coldly.
 "If nothing goes wrong, the retest will be about chamber music writing, and I will need to be evaluated by the entire Ufransell music community in the new works exhibition hall of the city concert hall."
 Although he thinks highly of himself, he knows that he ranked third in the first test, and the fact that he was more than 1 point behind is already certain. Negative emotions are useless. What he needs to prepare for next is the subsequent test.
 "I must get the premiere of the "First Symphony". Works...? Connections?... Influence?... I really want to see what you can compare with me in the retest?"
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 Coal smoke fills the sky and steam roars endlessly. The world is running as usual, and prosperity is within reach. But the world is ignorant. 
 Only a very few people have penetrated the fog of history, studied taboo knowledge, dismantled secret inspiration, and called on invisible forces. They are called "knowers". 
 The chaos and reality under the filthy appearance of the world gradually become clear from a mysterious concert incident: 
 "Hidden knowledge, shifting surge, phase, ritual vessel, witness master" - this is the extraordinary path of "knowers"; 
 "Inspiration, composition, piano, conducting, symphony" - this is the sacred career of "artists". 
 Two roads, different paths, the same destination. Where the vision goes, the destiny chooses. 
 "The world is full of imperfections, but someone will see the glory in the end." 
 -Contemporary composer, pianist, conductor Carloen van Nin
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 Transmigrating into a novel one morning, Wen Jing arrived at the side of the one he worshiped and admired the most, becoming a loyal hound that was willing to go through fire and water for his senior brother.
 Even the most arrogant cultivator said: “There is no one in this world who can enter my eyes, but only Jun YanZhi is truly noble.”
 Wen Jing grew up alongside his senior brother, idolizing his senior brother beyond all means.
 Unfortunately, he was ignorant, and as for this novel, he had only read half of it.
 Midway through the storyline, he finally realized that things didn’t seem to be the way he thought they were.
 Wen Jing: “Last night, Senior brother infiltrated Master’s abode. Master, please take heed.”
 His master: “Nonsense! Your master was inside the abode all night last night, and did not see anyone else.”
 Wen Jing: “Last night, Senior brother left on his own without permission to meet someone. Martial Uncle, please thoroughly investigate.”
 His martial uncle: “Nonsense! Last night your senior brother and I were drinking and chatting merrily, all the way until morning.”
 Wen Jing: “Last night, Senior brother was improper towards me……”
 His senior sister: “Nonsense! How can your senior brother possibly do that kind of thing? Don’t tell me you’ve long held those kind of intentions towards him, and unable to obtain what you wanted, you’re now framing him?”
 Many years later.
 Wen Jing: “There’s this evil brute, specializing in using his top-notch, exquisite looks and elegant disposition to fool people, and everyone is in the midst of danger while not even aware of it themselves.”
 Jun YanZhi: “If it wasn’t for you, that evil brute would most likely still be struggling in pain and suffering.”
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 The world’s top level hacker, Shi Lei; due to him hacking the world’s top military powers during a joint exercise and attempting to steal information from them, ultimately leads him to get sold out by his own organization. This act eventually caused his own death by a missile bombardment.
 God was playing a joke on him and allowed him to return back to six years ago, the autumn season of when he was still at his university. Being given another chance, plus the fact that he retained his ability as one of the best in hacking technology, Shi Lei decided to change his life! During his previous life, he was only an assassin in the dark. Although such an existence made people afraid of him, he would have to always hide within the shadows. In his new life, not only does he want to be an assassin in the dark, he also wants to stand openly in the middle of the world stage. Creating a world-class super enterprise, he will single handy change the whole world!
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 Colonel K is a legend of the Omar Empire. He single-handedly destroyed the Star Pirates Warship, with mercilessness and cruelty, and everybody trembled at the mention of him. Lan Yu, dignified and elegant, the model of thousands of Omegas, mistakenly became the black-hearted Colonel K.
 In order to keep the persona from falling apart, from then on he punches the intergalactic beasts and kicks the bandits’ out of their nests, tore a mecha to pieces with his bare hands, and the corners of his lips picked up in a cold smile. As an Omega who is thinking about getting a husband and having a child, Lan Yu feels like he’s suffocating.
 But the good thing is that he was once a movie star, with his amazing acting skills, no one noticed any difference between him and Colonel K, whose name was used to stop children from crying.
 Except for his nasty rival, Lu RanKong.
 Lu RanKong could always find the “Interstellar Butcher” Colonel K’s unnoticeable changes.
 With the corpses of Star Pirates under his feet, the ion gun leaning on his shoulder, his hand on his hand-knitted woolen holster. With the wind still in his face, a corner of his uniform’s shirt lifted, showing an embroidered yellow flower. With skin scuffed fingers, a grim, bloodthirsty smile, his eyes filled with tears.
 At night, he would only fall asleep if he was holding a teddy bear? He drank the nutritional supplements with no expression, but the bottle was labeled with ‘orange’ and ‘mango’ flavors.
 Lu RanKong slightly narrowed his eyes. Why did this black-hearted K become more and more like a ♥ K?
 Yet he found the other man f*cking attractive!
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 World-class detective Chen Yi traveled to a parallel world and found himself handcuffed to a chair in the interrogation room. 
 The first thing he has to do is to clear himself of the suspicion of murder. 
 Bizarre cases and unspeakable human hearts. 
 From the suspect to the criminal police, from the superintendent to the superintendent, the criminal investigation melody of punishment is played at every murder scene. 
 This is the story of a criminal investigation expert who reduces dimensions and cracks crimes, and gets promoted in a new world.
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 There is one less demon king in the world who likes to crush skulls. 
 I take great credit for this. 
 Because I was caught by Uncle Jiu.
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 Several hundred thousand players are trapped in a gritty zombie apocalypse survival game just after game launch. There are hints that deaths in the game might be serving some other terrible purpose in the background of reality…
 The main character, Liu Gan, is a quadruple amputee in real life. A quirk in the server code recognized his prosthetic limbs as ‘real limbs’ in game, giving him ‘normal’ arms and legs that nonetheless have the strength and power of steel limbs, and thus far more power than a normal player. With this minor cheat helping him survive the early stages of the game, Liu Gan sets out to find out what exactly is going on, and to endure as long as he can.
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 One day, while Lin Chen read a book, Xing Cong Lian said to him, “You’re a psychologist. Can you help me find out what kind of person is suitable for me to marry?”
 Lin Chen remembered telling him love was the most immeasurable thing in the world. Even psychologists couldn’t predict love, because its progress in two people’s lives had countless variables.
 What variables?
 Lin Chen thought, at the time, the first variable was: You’re just an ordinary police officer who liked eating crayfish at the stall with a bottle of beer. I didn’t know you were…
 Or: I didn’t know when I fell in love with you or when you fell in love with me.
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 The gloomy house is filled with unknown weirdness, and criminals who are good at hiding are active. 
 Yu Xing held a dagger and looked like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered in front of the bosses. 
 There was a tugging sound in the attic, as if something was crawling. The temporary teammates said, "Go and explore the attic." 
 Yu Xing: "Okay..." 
 The way out is blocked by monsters. Temporary teammates: "Go and attract the monsters. Go quickly, otherwise you won't be able to survive now." 
 Yu Xing: "I'm going, I'm going, don't kill me." 
 At the end of the deduction game... 
 [The deduction is over, the truth of the case is restored to 100%, the MVP deduction is this time - Yu Xing] 
 [Titles obtained: Mastermind, Monster Buster, Plot Explorer, Fraud Expert] 
 A regular teammate who knows everything: "What did the captain do outside again!"
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 It’s a good thing to have power beyond ordinary people, and it’s also a good thing to have a family that everyone in the world envy as a backer, but, two happy things together, why do they become this sub? (funny)
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 Bai Lixin was caught in a strange game. 
 [Ding! Welcome players to the immersive escape game.] [Ding! Let’s begin the luck detection. The luck will be linked to the player’s copy selection.] As the other players’ tests were A,B,B..the detection system slowly pulsed on Bai Lixin’s head. 
 [Ding! Congratulations player; your luck is F-, and the universe deems you unlucky!] [Ding! Congratulations to the player. You have obtained the special title – “God of Bad Luck” (unique).] Bai Lixin: “???” 
 Congratulations? Where’s the joy in that? 
 Soon after, the players trapped in the escape game found that there was an incredibly beautiful but tragic player in the game. 
 The face is unbelievable, the strength is unbeatable, but the luck is so bad that the copy he gets either has a bug or is a horror S level. 
 Just when everyone thought that the little beauty would certainly die, he broke through countless levels and embarked on the road to immortality. 
 . 
 . 
 Bai Lixin, the full-level boss, mistakenly strayed into a strange game to find his husband. 
 Later, he found that his old attacker had become all kinds of bosses in the copy and these big bosses were most often not human. 
 A water body, true ancestor of the vampire clan, an undead knight, a dragon…. 
 Well, he had to admit that each had its own advantages
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 A serious accident caused the protagonist’s brain to have an unusual mutation. This changed the brain development that it opened the door to a mysterious universe. Not only he obtained a ‘god-like’ powerful telekinetic control and mental perception, he also had an abnormal analysis and memory capability comparable to super computer. Having such super brain, his rough life began. 
 Brain development progress 10%…….20%……50%….80%…. …100%
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 This is a story of an ordinary boy gaining unusual powers from his nightmares… It all started when Lin Sheng experienced something strange on what he thought was just another normal day. He begins to have recurring dreams that lead him on an incredible journey of discovery as he encounters spine-chilling monsters and elusive secrets.
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