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The silver password box was carefully opened by Grafman, and Lu Wei couldn't help but pass by, wanting to see clearly what was inside.

As expected, after lifting a layer of precise three-defense materials, a thick stack of musical manuscripts caught Lu Wei's eyes. Looking at the dense notes on it, Lu Wei's eyes suddenly became hot. The things that were secretly collected by Clin must be Beethoven's handwritten musical score.

Unexpectedly, Grafman's words surprised Lu Wei even more.

"Lu Wei, you must think that this is Beethoven's handwriting score, right?" Grafman asked with a smile as he looked at the surprised look in Lu Wei's eyes.

"What, isn't it?" Lu Wei raised his head and asked in confusion after hearing Grafman's words.

"Yes, these are indeed musical scores written by Beethoven, but I can guarantee that you have never seen these musical scores before, even in photocopy." Grafman said proudly, and then he gently picked up a musical score. Although it had been protected with plastic sealing materials, it still gave people an extremely fragile feeling.

"Look at this." Grafman handed the music score to Lu Wei who was looking at him with a puzzled purpose.

After taking the music score handed over by Grafman, Lu Wei felt a little nervous. This was no better than those photocopies, Beethoven's handwritten music scores, and the value can be imagined!

However, when Lu Wei saw the music score in his hand for the first time, he couldn't help but open his eyes wide in surprise, his face full of incredible expression!

"How is that possible?!" Looking at the words op35no2 marked on the music score, Lu Wei couldn't help but exclaim, then suddenly raised his head and looked at the two of them. Seeing that they looked smiling, they seemed very satisfied with seeing this effect.

He fell on the music score in his hand again. Lu Wei looked at it carefully. After seeing it, his eyes could no longer leave from it.

It took nearly twenty minutes. Lu Wei had read the twelve-page music score back and forth four times, and still looked unfulfilled.

When Lu Wei raised his head again, he found that there was some time since then. Klin and Grafman had already sat on the chair beside him and chatted.

"Are you finished watching?" Looking at Lu Wei, he turned his gaze to him. Grafman asked with a smile.

"I have never seen this sonata. Is it really written by Beethoven?" Lu Wei asked impatiently. Beethoven's thirty-two piano sonatas. He has long been familiar with it. It is certainly a sonata that he has never seen before. And it seems that he has not finished writing it. Lu Wei was confused by this score and cast an inquiring look at Grafman.

"Haha. Let Klin explain this question to you." Grafman said, looking at Klin beside him.

After taking a sip of the authentic Blue Mountain Coffee in the exquisite white coffee cup, Klin's face showed a very enjoyable expression and put the coffee cup on the quaint wooden coffee table. Klin glanced at Lu Wei and signaled him to sit down. Then he said with some emotion: "This is indeed a sonata written by Beethoven that has not been completed yet."

Looking at Lu Wei's confused expression, Klin continued, "I don't know the specific situation very well. My father told me before he died that these music scores were discovered by my great-great-grandfather and several other friends when he bought the house together. They were surprised at the time, but they did not open the music scores, but kept them all." Speaking of this, Klindi's face showed a proud look, took a sip of coffee, and continued, "It is certain that these music scores are all unfinished works by Beethoven, and some are even just some music."

"But why not make these music scores public? Once these things are made public, they will definitely cause a sensation in the piano world!" Lu Wei asked in confusion.

"Public? Why do you need to be public? These are some unfinished works. What's the point of making them public? Do you think someone can continue to write these songs in full?" Clin asked back.

"But..." Lu Wei was still waiting to say something, but found that he could not find a suitable word. Klin said it very reasonably. These incomplete music scores are meaningless. If they are really made by some second-rate composer Dogwei, they will lose the title of a generation of music saints. But Lu Wei was always a little uncomfortable and vaguely felt something was wrong.

"Of course, these musical scores are not completely undisclosed. Some of our old friends have seen these musical scores, including your teacher Grafman. Although these scores are incomplete, they can always give people some inspiration." Klin smiled.

"Lu Wei, we will stay here for a few days. These days you can freely watch these scores, but there is one thing you can't take out these scores, and of course, you can't leave any photocopy." Grafman took Klin's words and said.

"Well, I get it, thanks Mr. Clin and Mr. Grafman, these scores are amazing

Although he felt the practice of managers such as Clin and others, it was his own business. These music scores were originally private wealth, so Lu Wei couldn't say too much. He was already very happy to see these precious music scores.

Seeing Lu Weizhong walking to those music scores again and looking at them carefully as if they were treasures, Grafman and Clin looked at each other, and a hint of satisfaction appeared in each other's eyes. Grafman's original intention of bringing Lu Wei over was to hope that he could further improve his understanding of Beethoven's works from these music scores. Now it seems that he has taken the right step.

"Lu Wei, don't watch it for now. Dinner time is up. The steak fried by Clin's wife is a rare and delicious." After looking at the watch, the hour hand was already pointing at six o'clock. Grafman also stopped chatting with Clin and stood up to greet Lu Wei. But seeing that Lu Wei was still unwilling to put down the music score in his hand, Grafman felt a little funny.

"Oh? It's time for dinner so soon?" He reluctantly put down the music score in his hand. The shock these things brought to Lu Wei was too great, and he couldn't digest it for a while.

"Is this fast? You've been watching here for more than three hours. Let's go. We've been here all these days. If you want, it's okay to watch here all the time." Grafman said with a smile.

"Really?" Lu Wei said in surprise.

"Haha, of course, I brought you here to see these music scores, but I tried a lot to convince Clin to take out these treasures." Grafman said, looking at Clin. After hearing Grafman's words, the guy didn't look embarrassed on his face, and just called the two out for dinner.

After carefully putting away the music scores, Lu Wei followed the two out of the study.

Grafman did not lie. The steak made by Clin's wife was indeed delicious, but Lu Wei, who was thinking about those scores, just hurriedly filled his stomach and hurriedly expressed that he wanted to go back and take a look at the scores. Clin was very satisfied with Lu Wei's performance and told him that he could take the score to the piano room next door, where there was a piano for him to audition, which made Lu Wei very happy.

Returning to the study on the second floor again, the exhibition time has passed, and there is no tourist in Beethoven's former residence. After Grafman sent Lu Wei here, he told him to go back and rest earlier and leave.

In the huge house, Lu Wei was the only one left. Feeling the rich artistic atmosphere in this ancient room, Lu Wei felt that every cell on his body was full of playing **.

Taking those precious piano scores, Lu Wei came to the piano room next door.

This is also a room that is not open to the public. It can be seen that it has been redecorated. The room is decorated very simply. In the small space, besides a milky Stanway upright piano, there is a portrait of Beethoven hanging on the wall. Above the piano is an exquisite vase filled with tulips, which makes the room more vivid.

Sitting on the piano bench, Lu Wei casually opened the cover of the piano, and a row of neat piano keys jumped into his eyes pleasingly.

Putting his hands on the piano keys and stroking them, Lu Wei felt an extremely satisfied feeling in his heart. When he touched them, Lu Wei felt that the whole world was in his palm.

Turning around and looking at the occasional lights on the Rhine River outside the window, Lu Wei's hands sank slightly, and "Moonlight" slowly flowed out of the piano like water.

Against the quiet bass and triple-toned sounds, the fingertips of the right hand outline a slight mysterious tranquil melody, just like the light spots flashing on the river not far away. Although we know that the title of "Moonlight" was not added by Beethoven himself, but was named by later generations, Lu Wei felt that the title was really appropriate at this moment.

His fingertips walked on the keys, and the melody like a storm suddenly burst out. Lu Wei closed his eyes slightly, feeling the pleasure brought to him by the music. Playing here, Lu Wei seemed to feel that he was extremely devoted, and even could touch Beethoven's great soul.

However, when Lu Wei played the last main chord in C minor, it suddenly changed!

"Hmph!" A cold snorkeling like gold and iron sounded in Lu Wei's mind. In an instant, Lu Wei felt like his whole body was falling into an ice cellar, and an inexplicable force suddenly tied him tightly, making him unable to move.

"What's going on?" Lu Wei exclaimed in his heart, trying to open his mouth and shout something, but found that he couldn't shout it out no matter what. This feeling of discomfort was like falling into an extremely real nightmare.

"Nightmare!" This is Lu Wei's first reaction. Lu Wei had such an experience, so he is not unfamiliar with it, but he doesn't understand why he suddenly appeared while he was playing the piano. Moreover, the feeling at this time seemed to be more real than the nightmare!
Chapter completed!