Chapter 149:

After the end of Berlin’s Berlin tour, he left Berlin for only one day.
When I said goodbye to the unsettled man at the airport, I looked at each other helplessly and said, "Okay, you just took a half-day vacation, but you can go back earlier. Before the Christmas holiday, you and Daniel has to deal with the things that Baiai loves, isn't it?"
In the bright and spacious airport, tourists from all over the world walk in a hurry. He wore a light black long coat and stood in front of the security checkpoint. The narrow phoenix hangs down and looks at the young man in front of him. He sees the latter blinking innocently, as if to say: You are very busy. Not me.
Long sighed and said: "Take care of yourself, I heard that it has cooled down recently."
He smiled and raised the scarf hanging on his chest, saying: "Take a scarf tightly."
After the two said a few more words, after all, they were in the public, so they only gently embraced them and officially separated them. Before leaving, the man's fingers sneaked a bunch of keys into the youth's pocket. When I received the message after I got on the plane, I really didn't know how to laugh.
Hey: [The key is in your pocket, go to Paris and remember to take care of yourself. 】
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Paris, which is a temperate maritime climate, is always moist and warm even in the cold winter, and there is almost no weather below zero. The silver-white plane steadily stopped at the Charles de Gaulle airport. When the squatting down the gangway, the salty sea breeze that brought in the air brought the breath of the English Channel, which made him feel sneer.
... also said that Paris has cooled down?
Not as warm as Berlin.
This is the first time I have returned to Paris after graduating from college. It’s been two months, but when I walked to Charles de Gaulle again, I felt like I’ve never left.
He was familiar with the subway and came to the place where he was closest to the National Conservatory of Music in Paris. He only brought a small suitcase this time, so he took the suitcase and went to the college at will.
When I walked through the streets of the apartment I had rented, the owner of the
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bakery on the street was surprised to see the youth who suddenly appeared. After talking to him for a while, he was smashed by the other party and stuffed a hard bang.
When I walked through the flower shop, the shy Vina was excited to give him a bunch of sunflowers. In the glory of her retreat, she disappointedly took out a white lily with dew drops and handed it to her.
So when he walked to the door of the National Conservatory of Music in Paris, he left his left hand with a baguette and a suitcase, and his hand held a fresh white lily. The elegant fragrance fills the youth, and the warm winter afternoon sun makes this picture look even better.
At this time, the college was taking a lunch break. There were not many people on the spacious and flat lawn. When the pipa walked close to the violin department, several college students greeted him with surprise and welcomed him back very excitedly. .
When I walked to the long corridor, I took out the chocolate I just bought.
Even during the lunch break, the mentor’s piano room can still hear a variety of beautiful melodies. For example, when he walked to the piano room in DeLand, he heard that the Swiss guy was playing Schubert's Serenade. DeLand's level has also improved significantly in the past two months, at least his grasp of vibrato and treble transformation is more skilled.
He did not disturb DeLand's practice. He walked straight to the piano room of Professor Akade at the end of the corridor.
When I walked to the door, I still hesitated for a while. But in the end, when he opened the door, he looked at the piano room that was as clean as if no one had been there for many days. He sighed helplessly and turned to walk to Professor Akkad’s lounge.
When I walked to the door of the lounge, I heard a soft and pleasant sound.
When he knocked on the door and got approval from the other party, the door slammed open. The handsome and handsome young man stood at the door with a smile, because of the backlight, his body was reflected in a layer of faint gold, as if the were light and fragile.
Professor Akkad’s action on the record was completely stopped. He looked at the young man standing at the door and his eyes slowly widened. I don't know how long it took, the old man slowly licked his mouth and said, "You, this child, how come to Paris does not say anything to the teacher... It's really awkward!"
Although the words are condemned in the words, Professor Akkad’s eyes are slightly moist.
Seeing the old man look like this, the sharp eyebrows slowly stretched out, he smiled and raised the chocolate gift bag in his hand, saying: "Teacher... I am back."
Since I have already met, the teachers and students naturally have a lot to say.
After hiding the things about Luo Yusen and Zayev, he told his teacher about his experience in Vienna.
When he heard that he was the chief of the Pareson Theatre and had been full of scenes for a month, Professor Akade raised his eyebrows and said: "Small seven is a good mix, why didn't you listen to Lance and me? Speaking of this, he is too irresponsible!"
Hey, he is crying and laughing: "Teacher, Mr. Lance has taken care of me. He personally introduced me to Mr. Wals, or how could I enter the Pareson Theatre so smoothly?"
Although there are some lovely students who speak good things to Master Lance, Professor Akkad silently wrote a note to his old friends.
The teacher and the student talked about this, the sun has entered the Xishan, and the sky outside the window is covered with a colorful sunset.
I naturally didn't live in my home in Paris, because Master Akade had made his own claim to let him live in his house when he saw the suitcase.
According to Professor Akade's words: "Your apartment has already checked out. Don't waste the money to stay at the hotel now, live in my house! Yes, Xiaoqi, what do we have for dinner tonight?"
In fact, at the beginning, I planned to get along with my teacher during this time, so he didn't live in the hotel, and he didn't plan to live in the apartment. He took his luggage and went to the parking lot behind Professor Akade. When he heard this, he couldn’t help but smile: "Teacher, what do you want to eat... Can I do it well?"
Professor Akade also gave a modest tone: "This is not good, you are a guest after all..."
"Teacher, the guests you and I have come from are not guests!"
After having a step, Professor Akade successfully ate a delicious Chinese home cooking. The palace bang chicken, sweet and sour pork tenderloin, that is the simplest Mapo tofu, let the music master laugh and slumber, even eat three bowls of rice.
On the second day after coming to Paris, he followed his instructor and repeated the travel route they had just met.
Still these two people, or a heavy full-frame SLR camera, walked past the Eiffel Tower, walked through the Fontainebleau Palace, walked past the Arc de Triomphe, and walked past the Louvre. In these familiar and beautiful places, he took countless photos, and sometimes asked passers-by to help him take a photo with Professor Akkad.
In the photo, the gray-haired old man smiled with his eyes bent, and the handsome young man smiled happily.
After half a year passed, eight months ago, when he walked down these places under the "forced" of Professor Akade, when he took these photos, he could not completely let go of himself and felt a little uncomfortable.
Today, eight months later, you have truly felt a kind of relief and relaxation - the freedom of freedom can spread under this beautiful sky even without the transmission of the goddess of freedom.
When the two-day journey came to the end, sitting on the steps of the Champ de Mars, I looked up at the flying pigeons on the square. A cool breeze blew, and the large white sky suddenly took off, and the sight of the sky was amazing.
"Small seven, what chocolate do you want to eat?"
Professor Akkad’s voice made him stunned from the scene where the white pigeons flew. He turned to look at each other and smiled.
Teacher, come to dark chocolate. You used to say bitterness and mouth. Sweet, I am really happy these days, my heart is so sweet, I need to bite a little bit to neutralize."
Seeing the young man remembering his words so hard, Professor Akade laughed and found a small piece of dark chocolate in the chocolate paper bag for a long time.
The two sat on the steps for a long time. When the golden sunset set a golden gauze for the towering Eiffel Tower, I looked at the long-lost beauty and whispered: "Teacher... last month You told me that you have received another student."
The words will end immediately, and I will not go on.
After a long time, Professor Akade snorted softly and said, "Well, yes, I have received another student. But she recently took a leave of absence, and the little girl hurts me, this old guy, every day. Bring me delicious dishes to me!"
After listening to this, silently turned to look at Professor Akade. I saw that the latter looked up at the sky and looked up at the sky. The smugness of the face could not be hidden, but the loss of the bottom of the eyes was so deep that it could not be ignored.
From the moment he left Paris, he felt...
The teacher will not accept the students any more.
Master Akade has passed 70 years of age this year, and it is already a very laborious thing to accept students. To be honest, when he knew that he was recognized by the other party and was accepted as a student, he was also very surprised. After that, in order to make Professor Akkad less troublesome, he also took the time to work hard and try not to let the other party worry.
For many violin masters, their death is the end of a long musical career. Few people will receive a satisfactory student, pass on their clothes and get promoted.
When approaching the end of life, Master Akade was able to resolutely accept it as a student. Don't say it is awkward. Many musicians in the industry never imagined that this would happen.
Master Akade has a bad temper and is very embarrassing, but it is him. He decided to spend his time in training a student in the last hours of his life. Such sentiments are not owned by many music masters.
Train a student, guide him in every detail, give his personal relationships to him, and even go for him. These things sometimes even hollow out an old man.
The dark chocolate in the mouth is slightly bitter, long time