Chapter 110:

The world can be the top-class music school, but both hands can be counted, and the National Conservatory of Music in Paris is one of the best music schools.
Any top music school will have large or small symphony orchestras or small student private orchestras. Almost every orchestra will perform from time to time. This is one of the ways for students to connect with each other and improve their strength.
I used to think about participating in the violin music band of the college violin, but unfortunately, Professor Akade’s tasks for him are too many, so he can’t join the band’s daily practice. The matter will also stop.
However, after the opening ceremony of the college, when he returned to the piano room signed by Professor Akkad, he heard his own tutor say: "Small seven, you will start preparing for rehearsal with the college orchestra tomorrow."
This made it awkward for a while before he tentatively asked: "Teacher, do we need to continue to practice the songs next?"
I have already seen it. I have basically entered a bottleneck period in terms of skills, and it is difficult to make progress in a short period of time. Professor Akade also changed his skills from the beginning to his own control and understanding of the songs, but he was not confident that he had reached the level of Professor Akade.
Professor Akad nodded and took a piece of paper from the string on the glass table. He handed it to him and said, "This is the letter of employment I took to the Dean a few days ago. You pick it up. Go straight to the position of the chief of the Academy Orchestra."
Such an answer made him completely stunned. He didn't have time to say "why put such an important thing in the piano", he asked: "Teacher, do I remember that the orchestra chief is not Ange? Ang's strength is very good." Yes, I think he is qualified for this position, I don't want to grab his seat."
Seeing the instinct of his own students, Professor Akade smiled and said, "Small seven, don't you know? Ange is about to graduate soon. He is preparing his own graduation track and exam. So he has been very busy during this time, and the orchestra’s affairs have basically resigned, and Zachdo is managing as a deputy chief."
Suddenly, he said: "Other words, Zachdo's current level I think the distance from the chief still needs to train for a while, so you are the chief of the matter, the dean also agreed."
Listening to Professor Akkad’s words, I realized that Ange was about to graduate. He suddenly remembered one thing and smiled and said: "Teacher... I suddenly remembered, it seems that I am about to graduate?"
Professor Akkad’s smile was slightly stiff for a moment, but he quickly concealed the past and laughed loudly:
Yes, if in the evaluation two months later, you can get the first place with high score again, then Xiaoqi...you can really graduate."
It is true that, as Professor Akkad said, he does not want to make the college a lock-up that is trapped in development.
For many students, the National Conservatory of Music in Paris is the cradle of their development, strength, and peace of mind. But for him, he can already be alone, without having to make the college his protective wall, but to make himself – the pride of the college.
In the quiet and quiet piano room, Professor Akade stunned the scorpion and looked at the student who had only been with him for half a year. He hid the rest of his eyes and said: "Well, you will officially go to the orchestra to report tomorrow. I will remember to rehearse in the Academy Orchestra every afternoon. Do you know that the Academy Orchestra of the National Conservatory of Music in Paris is still very good. Basically, if you go out, you can get the letter of the first-class orchestra directly."
He gently decapitated and said: "Yes." After a while, he suddenly thought: "Teacher, you let me report again tomorrow, then today is...?"
Professor Akade said with a smile: "Today? Of course, today you have to play the songs that Feller teaches you, and listen to the teacher well! Xiaoqi, don't want to be lazy, the teacher is better than the guy. Be stricter, you have to be serious! If it is a bit bad, the teacher will not want the chocolate from Turin!"
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In fact, he really doesn't want chocolate...
Throughout the day, in addition to playing all the three songs that Professor Akade had arranged last time, he also played several songs that were temporarily checked by Professor Akade.
Really, I have already understood the temper of my tutor, so he has already practiced a few extra songs, and he has just rightly matched a few. This made Professor Akade, who wanted to "play the problem and hide the chocolate without giving it to the students", was green and white. Finally, he still reluctantly took out the chocolate he had collected.
"This is the chocolate made by the teacher's favorite old shop. It is only sold in Turin. Xiaoqi... you have to taste it!"
I can't help but say, "...teacher, I really..."
"Don't say it again! Take it with you, and you will be reluctant to see the teacher again!"
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Huaxia has an old saying since ancient times, called "the elders give, not dare to resign." He took the bag of little chocolate and hesitated for a long time. He still sneaked into his lounge while he was not paying attention to Professor Akade.
Although "the elders don't dare to quit", Professor Akkad is not a Chinese. Um... not counting.
In the splendid and hustle and bustle of the setting sun, the warm summer breeze blew through Paris, making the city even hotter.
I took my own box and walked to the National Conservatory of Music in Paris. From time to time, the students on the lawn smiled and greeted him. Some people looked at it from afar, and then I chatted with my companions. Reed Akade's proud student, talked about how he won the first place in the hospital for two consecutive evaluations.
When he hadn’t left the college gate, he suddenly received a text message from Professor Akkad, and he saw a few lines of small characters on the flashing phone screen.
[Hey, Xiaoqi, you actually bought this chocolate. Well, it’s not bad, it’s just as delicious as I just gave you, and the teacher accepted it. But tomorrow morning, I can seriously practice the piano. I have to go to the orchestra to report in the afternoon. I don’t want to bribe the teacher, I know! 】
Looking at these words that are overwhelming and overflowing the phone, I can't help but laugh.
After returning "Yes, I know," he walked out of the college door and whispered to himself: "The teacher is really cute, obviously knowing that it is his own chocolate..."
The voice of the youth was drowned in the sound of the piano that can be heard everywhere at the National Conservatory of Music in Paris. When he returned home with a bag of fresh vegetables, he just put things on the shelf next to the entrance, and suddenly he picked it up. I got a call from Vienna.
Looking at the name on the phone, he groaned for a moment, and when it was connected, he only heard a slightly hoarse voice from the phone: "There is something a bit, sir."
The finger holding the phone was slightly tightened. For a long time, he just daggered and asked: "What did you find?"
"I haven't been able to find out exactly who Luo Yisen had taken out of the prison before. Mr., I got a clue a few days ago. When I went to investigate, I found out that the person who took Luo Yusen out... "A pause, the other side hesitated for a while, or said: "Maybe you know, he is still very famous in Vienna."
Hearing the words, the heart is tight.
Although Jasper is not a household name in Vienna, it is naturally more famous.
He asked: "Is it...the Vienna Symphony Orchestra?"
Mr. Charles, who was on the phone, suddenly glimpsed, then shook his head quickly and said, "No, no, no, sir, not the Vienna Symphony Orchestra, the Vienna Philharmonic Orchestra. The amount... you should have heard of it, The chief of love... Mr. Lyon Zayev?"
The light-colored pupil tightened tightly, and his fingers pressed his cell phone tightly, because his excessive force made his fingertips a little white, but he didn't notice it.
Mr. Charle added: "Mr. Zayev is still a more powerful person, but sir, I am very sure that he really released Lo Yusen from prison. He found a substitute and led Luo Yusen's parents to find The lawyer, and eventually he was released on bail."
Then on the phone, Charle simply narrated the story, everything was very well-founded, and even he bluntly sent the evidence he found to the next day, leaving him with an address.
By this time, you have to believe... the answer you never thought of.
"Please continue to help me check, according to Zayev and Luo Yusen two people, check their past ... things in the past year." Sudden, he said: "Money is not a problem, I will tomorrow Money hits your account."
After Mr. Charles had promised there, he hanged up.
In the quiet and dark room, there was only a sound of the clock dripping and the sound of the sound of the swaying sound, breaking the stiff atmosphere that allowed the air to solidify.
After a few minutes, he raised his hand and turned on the light. The house slammed open and lit up the young man standing in the porch and bowing his head.
I didn't know how long it took, and then I started to move. He turned his head and changed his slippers. He took a few steps with the violin case and the purchased dish. He didn't enter the kitchen and heard his cell phone rang again.
After the phone was connected, the passionate "Bells" came to an abrupt end.戚暮