Little Oliver nodded repeatedly, and no one knew whether he believed it or not.

At this time, everyone has basically reached the amount, and they are very disciplined to stop drinking. Only Chang Yue and Professor Rudolf Wagner are still blowing bottle after bottle.

The professor's interest is getting higher and higher, this must be a lot, Zheng Ren judged.

The speech was chaotic, and all kinds of Northeast dialects rushed out, and Zheng Ren had to think about it to understand what the professor meant.

I just hope he doesn't delay tomorrow's surgery.

"Hebour, go to the car and bring me my piano!" Professor Rudolf Wagner patted little Oliver on the shoulder and said loudly, "How can you be happy without music?"

I'll go...... Is this here being used as a bar?

Zheng Ren watched the professor clean a string, wiped the oil on his mouth with a napkin, straightened his hair, and stood up staggeringly.

Little Oliver had drunk too much and was shaking.

The female student who acted as an interpreter hurriedly asked them to sit down, then ran out and walked in with a piano case.

Professor Rudolf Wagner, with flowing blond hair, took the case and did not open it directly, but gently stroked the case with his hand.

"Boss, this is my lover, I can't live without her for the rest of my life. Professor Rudolf Wagner said romantically.

Zheng Ren didn't speak, just nodded.

I hope the professor doesn't drop his little lover.

It was meal time, and the skewer shop was already overcrowded.

Originally, this big green stick with eight boxes stacked on top of each other was already very eye-catching. Now the blonde foreigner still plays the violin, and everyone's eyes converge and look curiously.

"Fugui'er, hurry up, finish playing the piano and drink. Chang Yue opened a bottle of big green stick with his teeth and poured it in.

"Now, I'll play for you...... Belch...... Play Mendelssohn's Violin Concerto in E minor. Professor Rudolf Wagner elegantly said that if it weren't for that hiccup, he would have pretended to be successful at the moment, and he was the perfect kind.

The contrast between the violin concertos of La Mendelssohn, a roadside stall like a small string shop, is like a cloud of mud, and it is the best material for pretending.

Listening to a foreigner who wants to play Mendelssohn's concerto in E minor in very standard Chinese language, everyone present gave warm applause, whether they knew Mendelssohn or not.

It doesn't matter, everyone comes out to eat skewers, isn't it all for fun?

Little Oliver brought a chair to Professor Rudolf Wagner, who took out the violin and looked around as if he were in the Vienna Musikverein, bowing gracefully and with long blond hair flowing and pleasing to the eye.

He then sat down in a chair, tucked the violin under his cheek, and began to play.

The music is melodious and tactful, crisp, melodious, cheerful and smooth.

Zheng Ren didn't have this bone, and when he saw that Shay people were fascinated by what he heard, he asked, "Yi people, will you?"

"When I was a child, I studied for a while, but then I passed the eighth level of the Emperor's major, and I didn't continue to study. Last year, an orchestra approached me, but I thought it was too far away and turned me down. The point is that I don't like it, but I'm still an instrument nurse who is willing to do surgery. Shay replied in a whisper, delicate to the bone.

"Emperor...... Also level eight......" Zhong Min heard it and covered his mouth in surprise.

"Entertainment is entertainment. Shay said with a smile.

"Isn't it amazing?" asked Zheng Ren.

"Mr. Zheng, a violin major, is not uniform in domestic grading. The China Conservatory of Music is divided into grades 1-9, and the Shanghai Conservatory of Music is divided into grades 1-12. There is also a distinction between professional and amateur. But the Emperor ......," Zhong Min admired, "Yiren, it's a professional orchestra looking for you." ”

"Hmm. Shay nodded slightly.

"Then why don't you go, what kind of instrument nurse are you going to be here. Zhong Min was surprised.

"It's boring, I think it's more fun to see the surgery. ”

“……”

Zheng Ren was also speechless, but he had already had psychological construction, since he met Shay in the emergency department corridor.

"What is the professor's level?" asked Zheng Ren.

"In the amateur, it's better. Shay humane.

Amateur...... Well, okay.

Professor Rudolf Wagner's piece of music enters the end, but he is still unfinished, and the melody turns to an ethereal and serene moment after the end.

"It's a song from the Mystery Garden, called When It Rains. Shay gently leaned on Zheng Ren's arm and whispered: "I used to like it very much, especially when it rained, sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the rain, and the notes that came out seemed to have souls." Rolf Loveland and Fionora Sally are talented musicians, and Ireland's ethereal style is on full display in this piece. ”

Zheng Ren listened to the dew, but the picture in front of him was in front of the large floor-to-ceiling window, Shay was quiet and gentle, wearing a white dress, playing the violin, and the beautiful melody was mixed with the sound of the rain hitting the plantains.

Zheng Ren's heartstrings moved.

It's been a long time since I've had this palpitation, so if I sat on the side and watched quietly......

This kind of life is too beautiful, so beautiful that Zheng Ren can't even think about it.

I'm afraid that if I think too much, once I lose, I will be too lost.

Zheng Ren occasionally wrote and art, but this ethereal state of mind was immediately interrupted by cheers.

"Good!" a few people who had come to eat opened the door and entered, only to see a blonde foreigner playing beautiful music, and immediately cheered in unison.

A young man took out his wallet, took out a hundred-hundred

The professor didn't blush, but nodded happily.

Someone started, and everyone else threw money into the violin case.

It's not a lot of money, mostly ten or twenty yuan, and everyone is having fun.

Little Oliver was also cheerful.

He had already drunk enough of it, took two big green sticks, looked for a bottle opener, and handed the professor one with a foaming big green stick. The two touched the bottle, drank happily and dried it directly.

Belch......

Zheng Ren was helpless.

It's a rhythm that gets bigger and bigger and gets higher the more you drink.

IT'S JUST THAT NOW THE WHOLE SKEWER SHOP IS CHEERFUL, AND TONIGHT'S DINNER IS LIKE A PATER FALLING FROM THE SKY.

Alas, it is estimated that tomorrow's surgery will be in vain, Zheng Ren sighed in his heart.

But with Shay by his side, Zheng Ren has no regrets, anyway, he is the professor's patient. Whether he can learn prostate interventional embolization or not, the relationship with Zheng Ren is really not very big.

"Raise your glass, old irons, this cup, for a better tomorrow!" Professor Rudolf Wagner held up the big green stick, his blonde hair flying, and he was very cheerful.