Chapter 71:

Reed Akade has lived for more than 70 years. What kind of situation has not been seen?
He and Yu have known each other for more than ten years. Although they don't have the same knowledge as Master Farr, it is no problem to make jokes occasionally. The best option at this time is -
Stupid.
That's right, it's silly.
I saw that the famous violin master had no choice but to say hello, as if nothing had happened. He turned to look at his lovely student and said, "Small seven, you "No. 34" has made great progress, which is really beyond my expectations."
All the people who are still standing in the field: "..."
Sitting calmly on the black piano stool, not talking, just looking at them with a long gaze.
And you are crying and laughing: "Teacher, not number 34, is number 24..."
Professor Akkad coughed twice and used to cover up his cockroaches. He said, "Okay, Xiaoqi, you will play this song alone and listen to it again, if you can still keep the ensemble. The level of time, then you no longer need to spend more time on this song."
Since Master Akade has already made an old face to do this, as his lovely student, he naturally gave the teacher a face and played a unique "No. 24 Capriccio".
During the two days of the ensemble, there were very few chances to play the song alone, but it was not. Nowadays, he is not a little nervous, but he is very much looking forward to what he can achieve.
Without the accompaniment of the piano, what kind of song will he play alone?
The result was naturally amazed. He didn't think that in the absence of the piano, he didn't feel obstructed at all. Instead, he felt completely released and could still grasp the original inspiration.
After listening to a song "No. 24", Professor Akade nodded and praised: "Although there is no strong impact on the ensemble, but you control it very well, you can already use this song. A recital can be held alone."
He put the violin down and smiled and said, "Thank you teacher."
In fact, at the level of embarrassment, where can I still hold a recital so far?
He has had the level of holding a personal concert in his life, and even the concert hall invited him. Just because the requirements of Master Akade are too high, in his ears, only the first "No. 24" in the songs that can be played can be regarded as truly outstanding.
Professor Akade touched his chin and suddenly thought: "In addition to this "No. 24"... I will give you a song when I am in class tomorrow. I hope that you can finish it in a week, can you?

Didn't wait for the answer, Delan stood on one side and exclaimed: "God! One week?! Only seven days? How can someone be able to practice a so difficult piece of music in seven days?"
DeLan didn't know that Professor Akade would be the song, but he guessed that at least the song would not be as difficult as Paganini's No. 24.
You know, Delan himself is still practicing Strauss's music, and the Paganini's songs he has contacted are only two or three. Moreover, DeLan's mentor gave him practice time of at least two weeks, and as such, Delan also felt that time was too tight.
Hearing Delan's exclamation, he smacked his lips and smiled at him, then said: "Delan, you are still young, my age is two years older than you."
Before he was in China, he was the smallest member of the orchestra. Now, at the college, he is already a "older student" at the age of 22, and he has not graduated for a few years.
It is quite normal for Professor Akade to speed up his study. After all, if you have a few years, I am afraid I will become the oldest student of the violin department.
The taller Delan touched his nose and laughed a few times. Professor Akkad swiftly swept up this silly big one and continued to say to him: "Small seven, today is not too early, you should go back first. Prepare to the piano room tomorrow, our own Qin room, do you know?"
Deliberately aggravating the words "our piano room", Professor Akade looked depressed at the man sitting next to the piano. I saw them laughing and smiling at them, and the fingers gently tapped on the piano cover.
戚暮 helplessly smiled: "Yes, I will be in the piano room at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning, teacher."
Professor Akkad satisfactorily boasted a few more words, and then he packed up and planned to leave. When he just turned around and planned to ask Shangyu to go together, Professor Akade suddenly said: "It’s small. Seven, let's go alone, I and Auston... there is something to talk about."
After a sneak peek, he looked up and glanced, then left with a smile. Before he left, he was very sensible and took away the silly Delan, who was blinking at the side, and closed the door of the piano room.
After a crisp closing sound, the quiet piano room was left with only Professor He and Professor Akade.
The former is sitting on the bench leisurely and freely, and the cover is arbitrarily covered. The latter was a little embarrassed to do a step in the house. After a long time, Professor Akade seemed to have made up his mind and stepped up to the side of the beggar.
"That...the amount...Oston, there is something I don't know if you know clearly..."
Professor Akkad’s swallowing voice made him frown. He looked up and looked at each other. The tone was very gentle.
Reed, when are we so rusty? What are you talking about? I will try my best to help you."
"..." Professor Akade involuntarily touched his arm and erased the goose bumps.
For a long time, he said helplessly: "Okay, hehe... Actually, this matter is related to Xiaoqi. You know, seven he just came to the college soon, and he is taking the path of special tricks. If his age is Compared to the orchestra, it is very small, but in this college, he is definitely not the youngest generation."
Suddenly I heard the familiar name, and the original look was solemnly solemn. He frowned slightly and said, "So...?"
"Up to three years later, Xiaoqi will reach the average age of the graduates, but during this time I feel that he does not need to go so long, he is almost a waste of youth in the college. So I want to... let him and you and grams Like many miles, take the path of graduating ahead."
Hearing this, the finger that hit the piano button suddenly stopped, and his eyebrows slammed. He looked up at Professor Akade and said bluntly: "Reed, the situation of the cockroach and me and Cdo There are some differences. The National Conservatory of Music in Paris has not graduated before, and it is not Leipzig or Munich."
Professor Akade shook his head: "So, before you, did Leipzig have graduates ahead of schedule?"
This made Yong suddenly stop the sound. He thought for a long time and looked at it for a long time. Finally, he said: "Kidori has precedents."
"But you don't have this precedent." Professor Akkad said with a serious look and confidently said: "Hey, since you can do it, my students can do it. Everything will have precedents, the National Conservatory of Music in Paris. The precedent may have been created by Xiaoqi."
闵琛 Silently converge on the scorpion, no more snoring.
Seeing the other person's "already agree", Professor Akade nodded with a smile, and then said with a tone: "Since you also think that ... Xiaoqi should graduate earlier, then, hey, you take care of my students, Is it... what should you do?"
At the end of the day, Professor Akade’s fox tail was finally revealed.
Look up at him, thin lips and slightly hook: "How to help?"

Before I discussed with the college, if Xiaoqi can get a score of 90 or more in every two semester assessments, then after one year, he can graduate directly from the college. So...

"Well, I am going to be a judge."
"So can you please... oh?! How do you know?!" Professor Akade widened his eyes in horror. He looked up and down for a while and asked, "When will you still be divined? Hey?!"
He calmly coveted and shook his head: "On the day before you came back, Deswa Dean invited me to be the main judge of the college's first assessment this semester. I was still hesitating, now If you... then I promised."
Akkad: "@#%@$#^@%$@......"
The evening wind blew slowly, and today the sky in Paris is covered with thick clouds, blocking most of the sunset light. I wiped the piano a little and then completely covered it, then got up and planned to leave.
As he packed it up, he only listened to Professor Akkade whispering on the side. The voice was too subtle. If it wasn’t for the hearing, it would be too good, otherwise he would not even hear it clearly: "Well... Oh, actually, you are still a good person."
He raised an eyebrow: "What?"
Professor Akade said straightforwardly: "I have already listened to him before I helped Evra in London. I didn't expect that the little fat man named Jia Cisco was stupid enough to keep the scores, but fortunately you are."
Hey, then I understand what the other party is saying. He gently beheaded: "Well, it is not a big deal."
As they said, the two planned to go outside the piano room together. Professor Akkad hesitated for a long time and finally said: "Actually, hey... Even if you are gay, I don't mean to discriminate against you. I don't discriminate against homosexuality. I am sorry about the last time. In fact, I thought about it later. It seems that you haven’t been with a girl for years. If you can find a lover in your life, it’s a very happy thing.

At the foot of the footsteps, he turned to look at Akkad and asked: "I am not gay?"
Akad immediately waved his hand: "No, no, I mean, whether you are or not, I wish you the best to find a lover who will live with you forever." Of course, that person is best not to be his lovely student.
I saw a sigh of "oh", then he opened the door of the piano room, took a half step, and then calmly turned around and left a sentence, "I seem to... is actually a homosexual." The voice just fell, turned and left, not giving the little old man in the room a little reaction time.
After a few seconds, Professor Akade snarled in anger: "Auston Bertelme! You tell me clearly, do you have any thoughts on my lovely students? You give I'm back!!!"
The layers of clouds covering the sky gradually spread out as the evening wind boasted. In the warm and hustle and bustle of the setting sun, a handsome young man with a left hand holding a violin case, leaning against the violin department building of the National Conservatory of Music in Paris, did not know who to wait for.
I wore a light gray coat today, it seems to be cold, and I still have a long beige scarf around my neck. The woolen scarf glared at the young man's face, and his small half face was shrunk inside, like a little animal like a certain scorpion.
After waiting for how long he waited, he waited for the handsome man. He smiled and walked forward and asked: "I didn't expect you to come out so quickly. I thought that Akad teacher would talk to you for a while."
When I saw you, I was very surprised. He thought that the young man had already left, but when he saw that he was waiting for him by the round stone column downstairs of the college, he was slightly in his heart. A meal, an indescribable feeling spread from the heart.
"Well, it's not something important."
Of course, I didn’t take the blasphemy seriously. He knows that even the concert of Bai’s love can only be regarded as
general
in the mouth of the other party. This shows that this man has never felt nervous.
Carrying the case, walking on the white cobblestone path, said: "When I practiced this evening, I really felt the meaning you wanted to express. Thank you for practicing with me these days. Your time is up." After a pause, he said: "Oh, I really think that you are a good person, although sometimes it is not expressed, but ... you will still care about people."
Hearing words, he raised an eyebrow and did not say anything.
He didn't find the other person's anomaly. He looked up at the sky that was rendered red by the sunset, and stunned his voice. He recalled: "I used to know a good person... he is very enthusiastic because I I have taken care of me for the first time."
The words of 戚暮 are very vague, and almost no one can guess what he is saying. Just listen to him and continue: "But then I found out that this person is really indifferent, he is cold in the bones, it is really unbelievable, he actually ... will be such a person."
Said, the voice of the cockroach gradually lowered.
In fact, after hearing the voice of Luo Yusen closing the door, he dared to believe -
Some people in the world can be vicious like that.
In the setting sun, the young man lowered his head slightly, and the handsome face was thus covered with a shadow. He looked at the raised pebbles on the ground, and they reflected the jewel-like light in the sunlight.
I don't know, he looked down at the pebbles, and the man walking next to him was squinting and staring at him.
The heart beats in the chest, the rhythm is getting faster and faster, and the rhythm is getting faster and faster. In the end, you can't ignore the rhythm that the heart is about to jump out of your chest.
The cobblestones on the ground are shining, but they are not as good as the young man’s look.
The sound of the piano playing the instrument can be heard everywhere on the campus. Perhaps the music is not perfect, but it slowly relaxes. The mood of being depressed because of thinking of a scum is also much lighter.
I don’t even know how to say it, how can I suddenly say something like this? However, after the secrets hidden in my heart were spoken, I felt a bit relieved.
Some things, always suppressed in the bottom of my heart, are the way to get a release. For example... share it with people, even if this person does not understand what you are saying.
It seems that I realized that I actually regarded this man as a "venting bucket". I smiled and bent my throat and looked up at each other. I said, "Sorry, I said something to you..."
The sound of screaming came to an abrupt end. He stared blankly at the man in front of him, only to see that the other hand was reaching out and touching his hair. The fingertips had touched his forehead, causing a tremor in his heart, some strange feelings of numbness and crispness. The places where the skin touched were scattered.
The man apparently did not expect that he would suddenly turn back. He gave a slight glimpse and then coughed and said: "You have a white petal on your head, I want to take it..."
I haven't finished the talk, but I suddenly saw a step backwards, looking at the top of my head with no expression, without saying anything.
The beautiful atmosphere just disappeared without a trace, and I frowned strangely and asked, "What happened?"
"... there are bugs."
戚暮: "..."
The youth touched the hair reflexively, and soon a small white bug was wiped off his head. His movements were brutal and decisive, and his face had no expression.
闵琛: "..."
Seeing the other side’s look, I finally couldn’t help but screamed out:
Hey, if you let Delan... No, let your fans see what you are, that’s it. How to do?"
"..."
Turning around and turning the blind, deliberately said: "Probably... powder turners, passersby turn black?"
"..."
"Well, at least disappointment is affirmative. After all, where do they think of you actually... Are you angry? I am just joking, you are relieved, I will never tell others about this. I swear by God!"
"..."
"Well, I don't believe in God, what about one? I swear by Paganini?"
"..."
"You don't even believe in Paganini? Well, then I really... um?"
Suddenly snoring, the light-colored scorpion was also horrified - his waist was now tightly held by the other side, the distance is too close, so that he can even smell the faint scent of the other side.
After a while, I was silent. I don’t know if anyone would see this scene in the college after school, but at this moment, he didn’t have the heart to manage these things because he felt the body became very sensitive. You can even feel the temperature of the other person's arm.
"I'm not afraid of bugs." The low-sounding male voice rang in the sly ear, and the hot air spit made him suddenly feel that the tip of his ear was itchy. "I just...is very disgusting."
戚暮: "..."
So, still afraid?
Until one person washed the clothes at night, I didn't want to understand: How can there be a big man, so afraid of bugs?
As for the hug you asked?
Xiaoqi had already thought of the answer: "In order to prevent others from hearing the words "fear of bugs," of course, I have to whisper in my ear."
So, in the evening of the same day, Zheng Weiqiao’s cross-ocean phone call, in the face of this always embarrassing butler, did not say what happened during the day.
What he didn't know was that in a high-class apartment on the other side of Paris, a man rubbed his fingertips and whispered: "The clothes are really... very thick."
In the dark night sky, there is a round of dark moon. After drying all the clothes, I looked at the thin pointed moon and said, "I am afraid that the snake is afraid of the tiger and the lion can understand it. Why is it... afraid of bugs?"
"Really