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The music capital of the world, located on the banks of the Danube, seems to have a strong classical atmosphere in the air, and when you close your eyes, you can hear soothing piano music.

The Vienna Woods are surrounded by lush greenery and a soothing view.

The performance of the Knight Magic Troupe in the concert hall tonight was very successful, and the other members went out happy to celebrate, Ye Zechuan excused himself to be unwell, so he did not join them, but went back to the hotel directly.

It's night, and the neon lights are up, illuminating the bustling main street as if it were day. Yavin 8 -.

Ye Zechuan stood in front of the hotel's huge floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the night view of Vienna, the cobblestone roads of the inner city are not wide, criss-crossed, and the Romanesque and Gothic buildings on both sides of the road extend to the edge of the forest, making the city look dignified and harmonious.

Ye Zechuan looked up at the stars dotted with stars in the night, holding a bright moon. In the past, he used to look at the moon in Hajima, and the moon here is still different from Hajima.

Retracting his gaze, he casually caught a glimpse of the reflection on the floor-to-ceiling window. In the glass, a tall, thin, and slender boy with a long figure was reflected.

is one meter seven or eight tall, short black and black, eyes like stars, lips slightly pursed, indescribably handsome and charming, but also indescribably indifferent and alienated. _ Ya_文8 ___ =-=.He inherited his mother's stunning appearance, and the longer he grew, the more handsome he became.

It's just that he has to worry about everything in the magic troupe, and he can no longer find the childishness of his childhood between his eyebrows, only the tear mole under the corner of his eye has never changed.

Time flies so fast, as if it was just the blink of an eye, and this is the tenth year that he has been away from Hajima.

In the past ten years, he has grown from a child who doesn't know anything to a young man who can take charge of himself.

In the past ten years, he has changed from a small bun with only four books and five classics in his head to a sophomore at Brown University, one of the eight Ivy League schools in the United States.

In the past ten years, he has never met Bad......

Summer vacation is coming, and after taking the final exams of the school next week, the next stop of the magic troupe's performance will be in S City, China.

Compared with the exams that are getting closer and closer, the performance in S City makes him more anxious. He had promised that Bad would go back as soon as possible, but he didn't expect it to drag on for a whole ten years.

I don't know if the bad will blame him for not keeping his promises, I don't know if she will be angry with herself, and I don't know if she has grown up now, is she still as greedy as before?

He was thinking about it when he suddenly heard a 'sizzling' sound in the kitchen, and then he remembered that the porridge he had cooked should be almost ready.

This is a suite with everything you need. He did not go out for dinner in the evening, but bought some beef and rice in the city and came back to make his own porridge.

After living in Yin's house for just four months, Ye Zechuan learned best not mathematics or English, but cooking.

Over the years, he has been running around and flying around, and he doesn't like to eat all kinds of Chinese and Western food outside, but often makes porridge and drinks it by himself.

He opened the lid of the pot, and a smell of porridge mixed with beef came to his nose.

He couldn't help but think of the cute appearance when he ate porridge, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.

In fact, there is one thing he has never known, when the magic group had an accident, part of the funds that Dongdong and Xixi sent him were bad pocket money given by Uncle Yin.