"I mean you're serious, attending a sorority?" Professor Charles straightened his tie, which he felt was too tight and uncomfortable.

"Seriously, of course. We're all here now, what are you hesitating about?" Magneto Marx didn't see the joy of participating in the senior sorority on his face at all, but seemed to be running away from something.

Professor Charles and Magneto Marx are attending a senior sorority in a blues club in Montreal, Canada.

The melodious blues music is very tonal and recalls the feeling of the sixties of the last century. In particular, the way in which Elvis Presley's classic songs were adapted into blues jazz is reminiscent of the original days.

"The wonderful sixties. Listening to the music, Professor Charles couldn't help but think of his youthful years, when he was a handsome and dashing young man, who didn't need to be in a wheelchair and had long, flowing and cool hair.

Magneto Marx sneered at Charles's feelings: "The beautiful sixties? Do you mean that the crisis of racism broke out, anti-war ideas began to emerge, demonstrations were everywhere, and the Cold War Iron Curtain became more and more intense? At that time, Coca-Cola was a fashionable drink, and ordinary children's pocket money may not be able to afford it." If you don't want to be the same as now, go to a fast food restaurant and order a burger combo Coke to get you as much as you want (that's the case at Golden Gate Restaurant in the United States). ”

Professor Charles was almost speechless from Magneto's choking. The professor looked at Marx and said, "At least in those days, we didn't have to worry about adolescent obesity!"

Marx continued: "You seem to have really worried about it. Do you really think of yourself as a great educator over the years?"

"Admit it, you think the sixties were beautiful not because of how beautiful they were, but because you were young and handsome, and you could hook up with all kinds of beautiful girls in bars outside of Harvard. Marx's words were rather merciless.

The always good-natured Professor Charles couldn't help but want to get angry, and he really wanted to give Marx a brainstorm to turn the guy on the other side into an idiot.

The duo of Marx and Charles, while standing on the fringes of the blues club, has caught some attention.

Magneto Marx, if you put aside his personality and other factors, just looking at his appearance is indeed very good. He can be like a gentleman old hippie as well as an elegant old gentleman.

Although Professor Charles appeared to be unable to move in a wheelchair, he had a smile on his lips and was well-looked and well-dressed, looking like a knowledgeable and wise man.

These two stand together and are considered an elderly and handsome combination. It's still quite attractive to single ladies.

Most of the people who come to this sorority are widowed or divorced. Most people come here to find the other half of their lives. Because a person's life is a bit difficult for an older person.

Marx and Charles seem to be good targets. Don't think that older people don't like handsome guys and beautiful women, it's a prejudice.

For example, Miss Lorina, who attended this party, is still a miss even though Lorena is fifty-eight years old, because she has never been married. If someone calls her Ms. (MRS), she will feel offended.

She was the principal violinist of a symphony orchestra in Ottawa, and she was a suitor in her prime. However, for various reasons, she chose to remain single until this age.

Now that she has retired from the orchestra, she has returned to her hometown in Montreal to open a private violin training studio.

The years passed very slowly on Miss Lorena's body, and the blade of time did not strike too her. Although she was fifty-eight years old, she looked like she was in her forties and had just reached the age of fifty (or even a little less).

When she was younger, Miss Lorena thought it was good to be alone. She has a relatively generous salary, and she has performed all over the world with the performance troupe, and has seen the customs of various places. Being young made her feel that everything was fine.

But as she got older, especially after retiring from the orchestra and returning to Montreal to open a classroom, she felt more and more lonely.

There were more than a dozen students in the classroom, all teenagers. When I'm with those kids, Loryna feels great and energetic. But when there were no classes in the classroom, and she was alone at home facing the empty house, she felt a deep sense of loneliness.

It was precisely because of this deep sense of loneliness that she came to this senior sorority party. Originally, she was very disdainful of this kind of sorority or something.

Think of it as two friends, Miss Rollena thought. But when she got here, she was quite disappointed, because the people who came to this sorority didn't seem to be able to get into her eyes.

Well, without any discrimination, Miss Lorena didn't think she could talk to the old farmers about the year's harvest on the farm and which brand of combine harvester was cheap.

She couldn't talk to anyone about how to keep the family cat from biting the wire, and she couldn't talk about the child with anyone.

Although because of her excellent appearance and elegant temperament, there are many old bachelors around her who want to talk to her.

Coming to this fellowship was a decision that Lorena felt was wrong. Also feeling that this decision was a mistake was made by Professor Charles.

"What the hell do you think? You brought me here, but you don't go to the bar to dance or drink?" Professor Charles complained to a blank Magneto.

Magneto replied to Charles with a blank face, "I just want to be quiet." ”

"Huh?" Professor Charles looked at Magneto incredulously, while he looked at the noisy crowd around him, "Are you looking for cleanliness here?"

"At least it's a blues version of Canon here, and I'm dealing with a wild version of Destiny's Symphony at home!" Marx said dryly.

"At least Canon is much quieter than the Symphony of Fate. ”

As soon as Marx finished speaking, a female voice next to him interjected: "Sir, interrupt. In fact, Beethoven's Symphony of Destiny also uses Canon's compositional technique. Canon is referring to a technique, not just a single piece. ”

Both Charles and Marx turned their heads to look in the direction from which the voice came, and Miss Rollena was holding a glass of Dutch water (a kind of soda) correcting Marx's mistake.