"My name is Charlie Mande, and if you're a student of that old fellow Anderson, you'd have heard my name. Charlie Mander said slowly.

This name was like thunder, which suddenly made Li Haonan stunned, and after a while, he stammered: "You...... Are you the Charlie Mander?"

"If you're talking about that Charlie Mand at Berklee College of Music, I think you're talking about me. Charlie Mander said with a smile.

As soon as he heard this, Li Haonan was stunned, this old guy turned out to be Professor Charlie Mander, the vice president of Berklee College of Music.

You know, Berklee College of Music is one of the most famous music schools in the world, its ranking is much higher than the UCLA School of Music, Charlie Mander's fame is much greater than his mentor Anderson, I heard that the two are still old friends, when I found that Mozart's manuscript also has the credit of this old man, it was he who first provided information about the possible location of the manuscript.

I didn't expect that I was actually in China, met him in this restaurant, and slammed others, if the teacher knew, he would only have a ghost if he didn't kill himself.

All of a sudden, Li Haonan's momentum weakened.

And Charlie Mande's self-reported home also surprised Lin Junjie and Meng Jie, one of them is in the music industry, and the other is a media person, how can I not have heard of Charlie Mande's name, but I didn't expect the old man to appear here.

Fang Dalei next to him realized that things seemed to be a little wrong at this time, the old man in front of him seemed to have a big background, and how could an ordinary "Turkish March" be made like a divine comedy by them, suddenly, he seemed to realize a problem, turned his head to Lin Junjie and asked quietly: "Is there no one who can play the full version of Mozart's "Turkish March"?"

Listening to Fang Dalei's words, Lin Junjie looked at him like an idiot: "Please, of course, it's the lost Divine Comedy "Turkish March", since Mozart's death, for more than two hundred years, people have wanted to find and restore this piece, but there has never been a clue, if it weren't for Li Haonan's mentor Professor Anderson and the Professor Charlie Mande in front of him, it is estimated that Mozart's manuscript would still be sleeping in his old mansion." As for Professor Anderson's restoration of the "Turkish March", although there is definitely a gap between it and the original, after all, it doesn't sound particularly harmonious, and it may be very powerful to be restored like this!"

Lin Junjie was extremely impressed by Anderson, and suddenly, he jokingly said to the other party, Da Lei: "Hey, Da Lei, is it true that you just said that you could play the "Turkish March" when you were in elementary school? ”

"Hehe!" Fang Dalei touched his nose speechlessly, no one believed the truth, but it was a pity that at this time, if he really knew how to play the "Turkish March", it would be a trouble, how could he explain to others, why this Divine Comedy, which had been lost for more than 200 years, could he actually play it as an ordinary person? Is it possessed by immortals? Or is Mozart reborn?

Looking at Fang Dalei's embarrassed appearance as if he was smiling but not smiling, Lin Junjie only thought that he was blushing and bragging just now, so he didn't think much about it, originally Fang Dalei was also ready to fool this matter, but unfortunately someone didn't give him a chance: "I said Fang Dalei, since Dean Charlie Mander said that I had a problem playing the "Turkish March", then why don't you give me guidance?"

I said this, but what I thought in my heart was: "I can't kill you, Xiaomi! You can play when you are still in elementary school, why don't you go to heaven?"

Since this sentence was said in English, Charlie Mande, who was on the side, also understood, and Fang Dalei was still thinking about what to do about this matter, but the old man shouted first: "Guide you to play the full version of the Turkish March? Don't be kidding! This gentleman, it's not that I belittle you, do you know what the Turkish March means to Mozart's fans? It's a holy song! There is no one in the whole world who can sit down, and even Anderson is barely a dog-tailed mink, and you actually say that you can guide it? Are you kidding? Forgive this ignorant child, Amen!"

Fang Dalei really didn't expect that a mere "Turkish March" would have such a big influence, originally he really wanted to just forget it, after all, it really popped up, and it was too much trouble, but he really couldn't get used to Li Haonan's face, and again, what Old Man Charlie said was too hurtful. Although in Charlie's view, this is a fact, but often this kind of fact hurts.

Just when Fang Da Lei was fighting, a "ding" prompt suddenly sounded in his mind: "System task released, task name: Let the lost Divine Comedy reappear in the world and anger black fans! Mission Introduction: "Turkish March", a divine comedy composed by Mozart, has disappeared in this time and space for more than 200 years, and it is time for him to see the light of day again! At the same time, men can't say no, since your first black fan and the crooked nuts on the side think you can't do it, then you must say you can! Go ahead! Pop up the full version of "Turkish March"! Quest reward: Increase the host's own explosive power by 5 points. ”

"WTF!" Fang Dalei was frightened by the sudden task of the system, and the reason for the frightening was that the task appeared too suddenly and the difficulty was too high. It's not that the task itself is difficult, it's really not difficult to play the "Turkish March", it's hard to explain it later.

And then there's being scared by the system itself. For a long time, the system gave Fang Dalei the impression that he was cold and rigid, and he was always on the board and at a glance under any circumstances, whether it was a task or a consultation, it was like a cold dead program.

But now that he has suddenly released a task with witty and playful language and quite Internet style, how can he not startle Fang Dalei.

"System, why did you suddenly get out of the way, you are like this, I am so unaccustomed to it!" Fang Dalei asked in his mind.

"The system is watching "The Self-cultivation of the System" recently, and found that the way of getting along with the host was too indifferent in the past, in order to avoid the host's disgust, it is specially self-evolving, if the host does not like the current changes, the system can change back to its original appearance, everything is for the host to serve. At this time, the system glanced at it again and replied solemnly.

"Don't ...... Other...... That's good, but what is the situation of the explosive power rewarded by this task? I'm a graduate of an art college, and I don't practice sports, how can the rewards given be related to sports?

With doubts, Fang Dalei asked the system, and the answer he got was that the rewards were randomly distributed, whether he wanted love or not.