Arcane Age

Walking out of the door of Blue Charm Bar, the cool midsummer night wind blew their clothes slightly. Johnny faced Xi Wei, he smiled awkwardly, spread his hands and shrugged: "I didn't expect that the great writer Xi Wei is also a music master Xi Wei. You are so amazing, my friend!"

"Actually, these two professions are not my main job." Xi Wei still admired Johnny for this. Although he was a little too sentimental, he was not the kind of person who liked to work hard to climb up. He was very sincere.

"You really know how to joke!" Johnny pointed at the six-stringed instrument in Xi Wei's hand: "What do you call this instrument? It's cool!"

"I call it a guitar, do you like it?" Xiwei put the guitar in his hand into Johnny's arms.

Johnny picked it up unceremoniously and gently plucked the strings imitating Xi Wei: "It's very good. I feel a lot more chic!"

"Then I'll give it to you as a gift from a friend." Xi Wei said with a smile: "I'm glad to meet you. I hope you can fulfill your dream and become a real bard! This is a music score with Some simple tunes.”

"This is too expensive!" Johnny took a thick notebook from Xi Wei's hand in a daze, and then smiled: "Since it's a gift from a friend, I won't be polite!"

"My time is tight, so I'll say goodbye here!" A white light enveloped Xi Wei: "See you in Paali, buddy!"

The next moment, Xi Wei's figure suddenly disappeared in front of Johnny. This magical move made Johnny jump.

"Isn't Sylvie Frost the author of "How a Magician is Made"?" Johnny finally realized that for Sylvie, magician is his real profession!

"It's not bad to have such a friend, isn't it?" Johnny smiled silly and hugged the acoustic guitar in his hand tighter.

At this moment, a group of people quickly walked out of the Blue Charm Bar, headed by Lincoln and Miss Lusalus, the president of the Lyon Music Association.

"Mr. Johnny, where is Master Xiwei?" Elena asked anxiously.

"There was a flash of white light and he disappeared!" Johnny shrugged.

"Master Xiwei gave you this magical new instrument?" President Lincoln quickly confirmed.

"Yes, he also gave me a copy of the music score. He looks forward to meeting me again in the royal capital of Paali!" Johnny seemed to have realized something and said pretending to be relaxed.

Elena seemed a little regretful, she showed an elegant smile to Johnny, and said softly in a noble and lovely tone that no one could bear to refuse: "Mr. Johnny, can you let me see Master Xiwei's This score?"

Although Miss Elena is the most perfect woman Johnny has ever seen in his life, Johnny would agree without hesitation even if he were asked to pluck the stars from the sky and give them to her, but when it comes to the music score presented by Master Xiwei, John Ni still resisted the temptation of the beauty: "The Midsummer Night Music Festival only lasts for more than ten days. I want to practice more and strive for a better performance at the music festival!"

Elena didn't expect that this seemingly ordinary young musician could resist her amazing charm, so she could only settle for the next best thing: "Then I wonder if I can go to the royal capital Paali with Mr. Johnny? As a listener, I can help you better master the music in this score!"

This time, Johnny finally couldn't resist Elena's reasonable request.

At this moment, President Lincoln and Director Okafor looked at each other and made up their minds.

"Mike, come here!" President Lincoln coughed lightly and said sternly.

The dignified middle-aged man stepped forward anxiously. After learning that the blond young man was actually Master Xiwei, he realized that he was going to face a big trouble.

At this time, he could only make a last resort and quickly walked to Johnny. He said with a sincere face: "I'm sorry, Mr. Johnny, I was confused and made an unforgivable mistake..."

President Lincoln interrupted his plea with dissatisfaction: "Mike, the bard's ability is to better express the charm of music and make more people like music, not to ruin other people's performances like you!"

Only then did Johnny, who was confused, realize that when he was playing a country ditty, it was the bard who secretly sabotaged his performance and made himself so embarrassed in front of Miss Elena!

"Mr. Johnny, you haven't received an invitation to perform at the Midsummer Night Music Festival, have you?" President Lincoln turned to Johnny and said kindly.

"Well, of course not." Johnny fiddled with his hair awkwardly: "I just want to enjoy the performances of the masters. I am very satisfied to have the opportunity to perform on the streets and in parks!"

"Then how about I recommend you as a representative of Lyon City to participate in the performances three days before the Midsummer Night Music Festival?" President Lincoln said with enthusiasm.

"This..." Johnny didn't expect that he was so popular.

Mike looked at President Lincoln in disbelief, and reminded him unwillingly: "But Mr. President, there is only one invitation quota in our city, and that belongs to me!"

President Lincoln turned around, and the kind spring breeze on his face had turned into a harsh ice cold: "Mike, you are not worthy of being a bard! Your quota has been banned! And you are going to the Paali Music Association in the royal capital to further your studies. The chance is gone!"

Director Okafor also said coldly: "People like you are simply a shame among us musicians! I will not write you a letter of recommendation!"

"No, my uncle is the senior director of the French Music Association. You have promised me a long time ago!" Mike would never allow the quota he had obtained to fly away like this, he said with a gloomy face.

"Really? Sorry, I am also a senior director of the French Music Association. This time I will be received by His Excellency the Lord of Music. I will mention this matter to her!" Miss Lusalus turned around and smiled Said to Mike.

However, these words made Mike fall into the abyss. Miss Lysalus was the Marquis that his uncle also wanted to aspire to. With her words, he had no chance!

"You're fine!" Mike finally broke his face, but he only dared to direct his anger at Johnny: "I'm looking forward to your wonderful performance in Paali!"

Then Mike walked away, leaving everyone behind.

"He was originally very polite, and his musical attainments exceeded other candidates." President Lincoln shook his head: "I didn't expect him to be such a person of poor character!"

"Well, Mr. Johnny, congratulations on becoming the representative of the Lyon Music Association and participating in the Midsummer Night Music Festival!" Elena showed a joyful smile: "I hope you will be a great success!"