Agnes walked to the empty auditorium and sat down, looking at the busy scene on the stage, slightly lost in thought.
In fact, she didn't have to come so early today, but she subconsciously came over early to see the preparations for this rehearsal, even though in fact these preparations had nothing to do with her.
"Are you nervous?" Mr. Conti walked to the seat next to Agnes and sat down.
"It's not bad." Agnes said with a slight curl of her lips.
Mr. Conti nodded, smiled and said: "When my first piece of music was going to be played at the concert, I also came to the concert hall so early, paying close attention to every detail. Afraid of something going wrong.”
"My performance was much more nervous than yours at that time. After all, music was my entire career at that time."
Agnes couldn't help but smile and said: "I have read this in the newspaper. Mr. Conti, your first piece of music entered the concert hall at the age of 12. The newspapers at that time called you As a 'musical genius that only happens once in a century'."
Mr. Conti shook his head helplessly and said: "It's not as exaggerated as what the newspaper said. I'm just luckier. I do have some skills, and my father and my teacher have some connections in music. My It’s just that the music can be successfully spread.”
"That's pretty awesome." Agnes held her chin and looked at Mr. Conti.
Mr. Conti shook his head, sighed, and said: "It is not a good thing to become famous too early, especially when your talent and status do not match."
"I was probably a little younger than you at that time, and I didn't know how shallow and ridiculous the world I knew was, yet I was put on a pedestal by people."
"At that time, I just proudly put everything I loved and hated into music, and then indulged in people's praise, believing that I was really as 'talented' as people's praise."
"It wasn't until... that I realized my shortcomings and chose to leave Feneport City."
"At that time, I was like the noble in the story told by Emperor Roselle who asked why the poor did not eat broth when there was no bread to eat."
Agnes listened to Mr. Conti silently and said nothing.
Although she had a certain understanding of what happened to Mr. Conte when he was young from many channels, in fact she only "understood" it. She was not a witness to many things and had no way of understanding the other person's state of mind at that time.
Agnes only knew that Mr. Conti chose to leave here after becoming famous in Feneport City for a period of time, and finally went to the Southern Continent.
But why would a musician who became famous at a young age leave his hometown and give up everything he owns? Agnes didn't know what happened in the meantime.
When Mr. Conti just mentioned the reason why he left Feneport City, he was vague. It was obvious that even he himself did not want to mention that experience. It must have been something that touched him greatly, and even now he cannot Face it calmly.
Agnes has no habit of inquiring into other people's privacy, and there is no need for Agnes to know about this matter. Since Mr. Conti did not tell her directly, she would not take the initiative to ask, so as not to touch some scars that Mr. Conti did not want to be known.
Mr. Conti stared at Agnes with his blue eyes for a long time. Seeing that Agnes was just listening to his words without saying a word, he finally laughed and cursed and said: "Agnès, are you okay?" It’s really…”
Agnes stared at Mr. Conti intently, waiting for Mr. Conti's next words.
"As people get older, they always like to recall things from the past and talk about things that young people don't like to hear. Let's talk about something else."
Mr. Conti stopped speaking, looked away from Agnes, and changed the subject.
"Are you acting lately?" Mr. Conti asked.
Agnes didn't pay attention to the comments that Mr. Conti was about to say. She nodded and said, "I'm trying some different ways."
"Even I have heard about your performance at the several dances you attended this month." Mr. Conti said helplessly, shaking his head.
"Oh, what did they say about me?" Agnes asked with interest.
Mr. Conti smiled helplessly and said: "I think you should make some guesses yourself. For example, you have a new nickname - "Strange Miss Pagani". For example, many people say that Count Pagani There is a 'philosopher' in the family, and she has been trying to spread her weird ideas to others."
Agnes couldn't help but laugh, even her eyebrows arched, revealing her pointed tiger teeth, and said, "This is what I've been looking forward to."
Mr. Conti shook his head and said: "Our acting is more dangerous than acting in many ways. Many times our own status is more important, and the feedback of others is secondary."
"Compared to Extraordinaries of other paths, we are more on the edge of madness and loss of control, so we need to pay more attention to our own status."
"After I was promoted to 'Madman', my teacher asked me many times to examine myself to determine whether my true personality and mental state had been affected by the potion. After that, he asked me to Restraining madness and repressing desires. To be honest, if you hadn't acted in front of me, I would have really thought that you had become what you are rumored to be."
"This is necessary, but some subtle changes are still difficult to detect?" Agnes asked.
Mr. Conti stared at Agnes with his blue eyes, and after a long time he said: "Angnes, what do you think an extraordinary person is?"
"From the moment they embark on the extraordinary path, extraordinary people will always be accompanied by madness until death."
"Just like the ship of Theseus that Emperor Roselle talked about, the wood on the ship was gradually replaced until all the wood was no longer the original wood. From the beginning of embarking on the extraordinary path, the madness in our bodies has It gradually accumulates until madness annihilates us, leaving only a monster with the same name as ourselves."
"I know," Agnes interjected.
"I think this is inevitable. To obtain power beyond ordinary people, you have to pay a price. It's just that the price for extraordinary people is higher, and they will be accompanied by misfortune and madness from then on."
Agnes stopped talking, and they both fell silent for a moment.
"Let's not talk about this first."
Mr. Conti changed the subject with a bad look on his face and said: "Your current state looks much better than when I first became a "madman", and you are even more lively than when I first met you. Back then, The stage of digesting the potion was very painful for me, and many times I almost thought I was going to lose control."
