King of Classical Music

"Hello, Teacher Akade." He bowed politely and said warmly.

But before he lifted his body again, he heard the grotesque little old man suddenly screaming out of his nose and asked: "I have confiscated you as a student, Angel, how do you call the teacher first?" Already?"

"..."

In the end, Master Feller has said this unspeakable name! ! !

Probably the name "Angel" gave a big shock to him. He didn't notice that the instructors who were still sitting in the classroom asked the Professor Akade one by one and went straight out. The classroom, handy... also brought the door.

When the little old man with white hair walked to the table in front of the donkey, he was surprised to see that the world famous violin master sat directly on the table and looked up at him. He said, "You just "Gypsy" is a good one, will Tchaikovsky's "d major"?"

Looking at Professor Akkad’s behavior in a sly look, for a long time, he slowed down and nodded and replied: “I have practiced some, the third movement is still unfamiliar, and the first movement has been out of scope... ”

"That's a stretch, the first movement is fine."

戚暮: "..."

When I reluctantly recalled that I was halfway up to the third movement, the vibrating violin sounds still flowing smoothly, but Professor Akade shook his head in disgust and said: "Enough is enough, you are the first The three music chapters are really not very good, so let's do it first. We will interview part."

戚暮: "..."

As if I didn't notice the helpless look at all, Professor Akkad thought about it for a while, and suddenly asked: "In fact, you know, I am the first time to accept students, I can't guarantee me. How can you teach you. So here, I want to ask you first, Angel, you..."

"Professor..." I finally couldn't help but raise my hand again. I couldn't help but say, "You... can you stop calling me 'Angel'? Actually, I don't call this name. Master Feller is just with me. Just kidding, you don't have to take it seriously."

It was said that Professor Akade raised an eyebrow and did not say anything.

In fact, at the beginning, when Akad heard that his old friend actually wanted to recommend a student named "Angel" to himself, he thought it was a cute and beautiful little girl. However, after hearing that he was a young man with a gender, he could not help but worry about the vision of an old friend.

What kind of child can you praise him as Angel?

Of course, when he was writing a test, Professor Akade had secretly looked at him in the back door of the classroom. When I saw this beautiful and beautiful Chinese youth, even Akade had to admit that it was indeed a delicate Chinese porcelain doll.

But in fact, the name of Angel is really a bit...

Thinking of this, Professor Akade stunned and smiled, and asked seriously: "Not Angel, what is your name?"

He reluctantly looked at him and replied earnestly: "Professor Akade, my name is 戚暮."

It is expected that Akkad wrinkled his face in a difficult way. After a long time, he said: "I heard that your name seems to be 'seven' in Chinese language, then I will call you Severn in the future."

Severn Little Seven: "..."

No longer entangled on this issue, Professor Akkad directly opened the next topic: "So small, you should know that I really do not teach students the experience, of course, you can rest assured that you can make your level become It is much better than it is now, and there is absolutely no problem."

There is no doubt about the strength of Master Akkad. He respectfully and politely said: "Professor, I have not questioned your strength. I am very honored to be your student and get your guidance."

He said it was very humble, but Professor Akade was not happy.

As Master Feller said, the level of the violin of this little old man is so high that his temper is strange. I saw him glanced up and down, and covered the appreciation in his eyes. He deliberately said: "But Xiaoqi, you have to tell me, why should I accept you as a student?"

"Because you want to."

I didn’t hesitate to let Akate’s words of martyrdom in the next thoughts swallow in the scorpion. He looked at it for a while, and even felt...

I was a little convinced by this little friend?

For a long time, Professor Akade asked again: "Then tell me now, what do you want to do in the future?"

"More than 80% of the violin graduates of the National Conservatory of Music in Paris will be in various orchestras. Most of them will only be a regular orchestra member in their lifetime, and even the position of the deputy chief will not climb. ”

“In this case, about 10% of the people will become soloists. As for the less than 10% of the graduates, they will not even work on classical music. I am afraid that even the music-related industries will not go. participate."

After saying these words, Professor Akkad looked at him seriously and solemnly asked: "So here, I want to ask you, Xiaoqi, what do you think... what do you want to do in the future?"

For many people, this problem is probably a very difficult question to answer, but after only saying a word, Professor Akad’s eyes widened and stayed for a long time.

After this question, Professor Akade never asked any questions. He just looked at the smiling young man in a complicated look. For a long time, he suddenly smiled with a smile, but quickly returned to a serious look. He nodded and said, "I will come to the college tomorrow, 8:00, not allowed to be late. ""

After suddenly getting approval, it is a bit strange to stumble. But not long after, he smiled and responded, then began to pick up his violin and gently smashed the dark green box.

When everything was packed, I looked at a small paper bag next to the box, first smashed it, then took the case and took the paper bag and walked over to Professor Akade and handed it over. Go up: "Teacher, this is the chocolate I bought at veffdebruge this morning, because I don't know your preference, so I bought a little more."

The black dignified little gift bag contains a box of beautifully packaged chocolates. The veffdebruge is one of the most famous chocolates in Paris. It takes almost two hours to buy a box of chocolates here.

In fact, even he didn't know why, when he passed the store, he suddenly remembered Zheng Xiaoqiao's joke. And he just stood at the door of the store for a while. Suddenly a little Chinese girl ran over and asked him in surprise: "Excuse me, are you... Huaxia?"

Nodded in a strange place, then the internship chocolate maker in the vaverdebruge store tightened the store and bought such a box of expensive and beautiful chocolates without queuing.

Professor Akade saw the bag of tempting chocolate, and his eyes flashed a glimmer of light. Then he looked at him with anger and asked, "You think I am a Turin, just So, do you like chocolate, Xiaoqi?!"

戚暮: "..."

"I am an adult. Seven, I don't have a special preference for the sweets that such children like to eat."

I have to be sorry again and again: "Sorry, teacher, I don't know..."

"But occasionally eating a little, it doesn't matter."

戚暮: "..."

Seeing Professor Akkad looking at the beautiful bag of chocolate with a disgusted look, he took the gift bag unceremoniously, even hiding behind his own body, not letting you look at it again - It seems that he is afraid of his remorse.

I am really crying and laughing.

What did Mr. Faller say before?

Erotic temper?

I am afraid this is not a weird thing. There is a popular word in the past few years.

Proud? !

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Under the splendid and gentle sunshine, the dwarf European-style buildings in the urban area of ​​Paris are contrasted by sunlight, like a layer of spun yarn.

After getting the instructions to go to the college the next day, he first put his violin back into the apartment, then took a wallet and keys and set off to the nearest supermarket, hoping to buy something.

Although the furniture in the apartment is all available, the refrigerator and the cabinet are still empty, and he still has a lot to buy.

The location of this apartment is very good, only one street away from the college, and there is a small convenience supermarket nearby. Although there is only one floor in this supermarket, there are quite a few things that can almost satisfy the purchase.

Under the high wattage lighting, I saw a handsome young man holding a small frying pan carefully. There are already a lot of things in the trolley in front of him, the freshest vegetables and fruits, and the basic cooking seasoning.

After confirming that the small frying pan was really good, I put things in my cart. He hasn't stood up yet, and suddenly he has seen a familiar figure in the light. After a moment, he immediately got up and looked at him.

I saw a narrow two-way road outside the huge glass window of the supermarket. On the sidewalks on both sides of the road, there are not many pedestrians. Everyone is coming and going, and they are all blond. Where is the figure that I just looked at?

After carefully looking for a long time, when I confirmed that there really was no such person, I suddenly sighed and said with helplessness: "I really want more, hehe... How could it be here? Every time I move, I can meet it..."

The voice of the young man’s laughter did not attract anyone’s attention in the small supermarket, and what he didn’t know was that it was halfway through the street—the magnificent black openwork of the Paris State Conservatory of Music. In front of the door, a handsome and straight-up man is slightly lifting his head and looking at this beautiful and quiet college, then...

Stepped over and went in.

Although it is a portrait of a stranger, there is a small black gift bag in the man's right hand. On the beautiful and generous gift bag, the word "veffdebruge" written in silver squiggles is illuminated by the radiance of the sun.

Chocolate and