Chapter 62:

In the face of Akkad's questioning, he suddenly silently said nothing. The fierce phoenix squats slightly, and for a long time, he sighs and asks: "Reed, you have been on the violin for more than sixty years. You think... it is possible that there are two people in the world. Is the sound exactly the same?"
Akad suddenly stunned and then shook his head subconsciously: "Impossible. No matter in skill or music style, there can be no exact same sound. Even in the same person's different stages of life, his piano sounds It is very likely that there will be changes." After a pause, Akade asked curiously: "Hey, how do you suddenly ask such a simple question?"
The light in the compartment is very faint, and the window stickers are also very dark brown for privacy protection. Therefore, when the dimly lit road lights on both sides of the street are illuminated into the car, they can barely make the face of the skull reveal a contour. Master Akade could not see his look at this time.
Jun Ting's brows picked up and whispered: "The sound of the piano is very similar to one of my old people." Without saying the same thing, he continued: "The person is very important to me, for a long time. He used to help me with some things before, but unfortunately he died very early."
Akad heard this and nodded apologetically and said, "Sorry, hehe... I didn't expect it to be like this."
"It doesn't matter. The sound of the cymbal is very similar to him. This thing makes me very concerned, and I don't involuntarily cast a lot of attention on him." 闵琛 slightly decapitated, looking down at the dark place, "And he is talented and hardworking, so I will help him properly. It is not a problem for me."
Professor Akade also strongly agrees with this: "Yes, if you can be more like this in the future, not afraid of trouble, it is a good thing for many potential newcomers."
But how long, the car slowly drove to the two-story house in Akkad in Paris. When I got off the bus, the atmosphere of the two people had returned to the past, and Akad took his dress on his arm and got off the bus.
Still not taking a few steps, what Akade suddenly remembered, he hurried back to the street and knocked on the car glass with the dark window sticker. I lifted it in confusion and pressed the window.
I saw this little old man staring seriously at the handsome man in the car, and asked in a serious tone: "Oh, according to this statement, you really are not because of the inconsistency of my lovely student Xiaoqi... ...so is it so good for him? Are you really gay?"
This problem has long been thrown into the back of the mind, and now Professor Akkad raised it again, but let him slightly hold it.
I saw a smile in the sly scorpion. He lifted the phoenix and looked at the little old man outside the car seriously. He replied in a plain tone: "Oh? I said that I am not Are you gay?"
Akade: "..."
The voice of the voice just fell, the driver who knew the hurriedly stepped on the gas pedal, and the car slid out.
On the quiet and empty streets of Paris at night, I saw a little old man screaming at his clothes in a resentful manner, shouting and jumping at a beautiful Bentley tail.
"Auston Bertley! You are this insidious demon! You really approached my lovely student with no good intentions! You demon!!!"
Listening to the violent voice behind him, the man in the car smiled and smacked his lips and silently.
... Is he gay?
Well, this question seems to ask his future wife, what gender is it.
If that is what?
The name suddenly broke into my mind, and I was completely stunned. For a long time, he reached out and rubbed his temples and expelled the idea from his brain, but the slight warmth in his heart made the cockroaches hold back.
The brain said that this is not reasonable.
But your heart tells you, actually... seems to be good too?
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After attending the spring concert of Bai Ai, I thought that the teaching courses that they used to play around should be over. But what he never imagined was that when he arrived at the piano room of Professor Akade the next day, he waited for half an hour and did not wait for his own tutor.
In desperation, he dialed the phone of Professor Akade. Just listening to the end of the phone, this arrogant little old man asked in a strange way: "Don't I see the mail I sent you last night? Seven? Today we went to the Louvre to concentrate, and arrived at 9:00. ""
戚暮: "..."
Fortunately, the unfortunate thing is that he actually took the heavy full-frame SLR camera wisely?
Louvre, Eiffel Tower, Notre Dame, Seine, Versailles...
Paris is a famous tourist city all over the world. This romantic and passionate place has many famous attractions. Perhaps a lot less than the sights of the city of B, but these attractions have to let go for a full three days, and photographed nearly a thousand photos from various angles.
There are pure scenery, there are people taking photos, but the most is the single photo taken by Professor Akade. In these photos, Professor Akade strictly demands that you must smile at the camera and even make him do some open and funny actions.
On the third day, when the last landscape was photographed on the banks of the Seine, this beautiful and calm river was like a long jade belt reflecting the jewel-like fluorescence.
Numerous tourists walked by the river, and in such a crowd, a handsome young man and a short old man - how this combination really looks weird.
"Small seven, remember to go to the piano room on time at eight o'clock tomorrow."
He was looking down at the photos in the camera, and suddenly he heard this, and he was somewhat uncomfortable. It feels like waiting for chocolate every day, but only getting a cake every day, but one day the other person tells you: Let's eat chocolate tomorrow!
- Probably it feels like this.
... can't blame too much, after all, he really saw chocolate in these days and wanted to go around.
"Teacher, we are tomorrow... Should we officially start the course?"
Hearing, Professor Akkad raised an eyebrow and asked: "Did we not be taking courses these days?"
戚暮: "..."
"Tomorrow to the piano room tomorrow, it is estimated that the group of guys should have transformed the piano room almost. Xiaoqiah, don't be surprised when you see the face there tomorrow. This is a small surprise that the teacher gave you. Haha."
Reluctantly smiled for a while, he asked: "Teacher, isn't this kind of surprise should it be kept secret until the last moment?"
Professor Akade did not agree: "That is an unsuccessful surprise. The surprise I prepared is of course that you will be very happy even if you know it!"
Yan nodded nodly: "Yes, teacher, I know, I will be very surprised!"
Hearing the embarrassing answer, Professor Akade was satisfied with this. The two were walking on the embankment, as if suddenly remembered something, Akad slammed his arm and let him look at it strangely: "Teacher?"
"I remember... Bai love should leave Paris today?"
The rumored a glimpse, then nodded and said, "Yes teacher, I heard that I left today."
These days, I have been accompanying Professor Akade everywhere, and the time to return to the apartment every day has arrived late at night. However, although there is very little contact, the latter sometimes sends a text message asking him about his recent situation. Yesterday evening, I also learned from the 闵琛, that Bai Ai seems to fly to London today.
"Call... Xiaoqi, it’s not the teacher and you said, you are still a little farther away from the guy in Auston. He...not a good guy."
Looking at the mysterious Professor Akade, he asked: "Teacher, why... what do you say?"
"This... this... Anyway, you don't want to find him often, he is not a good person."
Professor Akade is also a very open person, and there has never been any thought of discriminating against homosexuality. However, once I think about the fact that the guy may have some kind of inconsistency with his students, Akad’s heart is awkward.
Anyway, anyone can, but let the cold, ill-tempered guy and his lovely student, Professor Akade is uncomfortable!
After getting along with these days, I already knew that my teacher was actually the most veritable mouth. Although I don't understand why he must be "dirty", it is a bad person, but it is not difficult for him to follow the heart of the old man.
So he smiled and bowed and said: "Yes, teacher, I know."
"Well, this is right." Gently snorted, Professor Akade said with satisfaction.
He did not know that behind him, the young man who described the beautiful man was raising his hand and covering his lips, smiling at himself.
How can Mr. Qi be a bad person?
Well, the teacher must be proud and proud.
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Evening, London.
One after another aircraft flew into the sky from the runway of Heathrow Airport. This international airport welcomes tens of thousands of passengers every day. Sometimes, even the security checkpoints need to be lined up with long queues.
When the members of the Vienna Symphony Orchestra walked out of the airport with their instruments, the round sunset had hidden most of the body behind the horizon, quietly peek at the people walking up and down the ground.
Luo Yusen wore a thick coat and wrapped it like a wild bear, following the end of the orchestra team. In the past six months, he seems to have lost a lot of weight, and his cheeks have completely sunk. If it can be regarded as handsome before, it can only be described as decadent, because the look is really bad, even before he takes the stage, he will paint a little makeup for himself.
The first stop of the Vienna Symphony Orchestra's European tour this year is in London. They have been there many times in this city, so they are also familiar with the bus that they came to meet and go to the rented hotel.
In the car, Luo Yusen still sat alone in the end, and no one wants to take care of him.
After Lu Ziwen had a problem, everyone gave him a little opinion. Even if the police can not complain to Luo Yusen, but their hearts are always a small, difficult to release: after all, this kind of thing has been a life, they really do not dare not think too much.
After that, when the chief of the orchestra, Jasper, often ridiculed Luo Yusen in the public, they even made a detour to the latter.
Although Jasco does not look good, the interpersonal relationship in the orchestra is good, offending the former and offending the latter, whoever chooses to know.
In the last row of the bus, there was only one person sitting alone.
Luo Yusen stared at his dark eyes and looked angry and resentful at the black fat man sitting at the front of the bus. His awkward eyes could not bring any trouble to the latter, but he still stared at it. After a long time, he whispered to himself: "Jiaco... This is what you forced me... ..."
In the early spring, the sky is always dark. In the reflection of the bus window, I saw that Luo Yusen was constantly pressing his mobile phone. When I saw the text message