Composer of "The Harvest of Dionysus"!

Shaida was taken aback - no wonder he was going to see the third round of exams that day!

However, her surprise did not come from the fact that this butterfly-like figure could be a composer, but from the fact that the music of "The Harvest of Dionysus" was all too familiar to her. During that time, I listened to it every day, and even those melodies flowed in my sleep, and the notes seemed to melt into my blood.

From the first second she heard the music, Shaida concluded that the person who could create such a beautiful melody must be a genius!

The music is not only beautiful, if you listen attentively, you can hear the grandeur of emotions in the melody. Therefore, his music is very suitable for the existence of dance accompaniment, not only the audience, but also the dancer's own emotions, will be captured by those melodies and notes, and the body will move freely.

During that time, Shaida used to regard this music as her friend and as her "nobleman".

When she is nervous, when she can't make a move, sometimes it's the music that guides her to move forward boldly, and finally gets a good result.

I once imagined what kind of person it must be to create such music.

I always felt that it should be a talent like Gray Fantasia. However, today's new understanding is really surprising.

In terms of appearance alone, that person is really indescribably glamorous, but there is no way to associate him with that genius melody.

There are so many wonders in the world!

Vantacia led Shaida up to the second floor and into a smaller, more elegant living room.

The furniture is still in the ornate Baroque style, but the color palette is restrained, and there is no extravagance or ostentatious effect. There was a tea set on the coffee table, steaming tea in one cup, and a few newspapers of the day scattered on the sofa.

It looks like it's the place where Fantacia himself rests.

Vantacia motioned for her to sit down on the couch, sat down next to her, reached for the teapot on the table, took a new cup, and poured the tea.

The tea soup is a rich but still clear red color, and the moment it leaves the spout and is poured into the cup, the aroma has already spread, which is refreshing.

It seems to be a very high-grade black tea, but Shaida has never drunk it, and the place where she grew it does not produce this.

"Listen to Angela......"

It wasn't until Fantasia opened her mouth that Shaida suddenly remembered what she was here for. was already very nervous, and with a few episodes like this, her mind was completely messed up.

Xia Yida hurriedly opened the bag, took out the contents one by one, and carefully placed them on the coffee table.

All in all, there are a lot of things in the mail, which is very in line with the character of Shaida's mother. Mom is always enthusiastic, asking for one, often double or triple it.

Shaida briefly talked about Fantasia's situation on the phone, and it seemed to inspire her mother's overflowing mother's love and compassion at once. Not only did she go to the high priest and ask for ointment, but she also got a lot of herbs with different functions.

It's a bit complicated, and Shaida isn't too embarrassed, but she still has to explain to Fantasia one by one what they do, what they do, and how they should be used.

It's not that he is afraid that Vantaxia will not be able to remember, with his memory, even if it is a hundred times more complicated, as long as he wants to, he can remember it clearly. Shaida was just worried that he might have accepted his ointment out of politeness, but now that it was so complicated, it might not only not help, but would cause him trouble.

But unexpectedly, Fantasia listened quietly, without the slightest hint of impatience, and his eyes were very soft.

"I've memorized everything, the medicine is very good, I'll use it."

After listening to Shaida's explanation, he reached out and took out a small bottle from the drawer next to him, unplugged it and showed her. It was the same ointment that Shaida had given him before, and now, the bottle was almost empty.

"I'm running out, thank you for sending it." Gray paused and said, "That's a big help." ”

He usually can't say such words, but he always feels that the cramped and restless girl sitting next to him seems to need this sentence very much.

The girl's eyes lit up, and her body suddenly relaxed a lot, which made Gray somehow relieved.

This ointment is indeed being used, but when applying this ointment, the skin of the legs always has a feeling of heat, a touch of warmth and comfort, like a pair of warm little hands gently caressing.

There is a feeling of pain being relieved, I don't know if it is an illusion, but when this ointment is applied, the mood does have a faint pleasantness. The smell of this medicine is very strong, it smells a little pungent at first, but when you get used to it, it seems to have an addiction, and you will miss it if you don't smell it for a while.

For a while, the ointment was consumed very quickly, which made Gray, who had always been like a stagnant water, feel flustered. I never thought that the last time I saw Konstantin Sakalov in the Northern Capital School Park, it would bring inexplicable unhappiness to my mood, and it seemed that my right leg was also in severe pain, and I would unconsciously take out that bottle of ointment to apply it every day.

On that day, I saw what I should see and what I shouldn't, what I wanted to see and what I didn't want to see. I didn't think it had anything to do with me, but I didn't expect it to have a bad impact on my life.

The fourth round of the entrance exam, I didn't need to go to see it anymore, but I still planned to go from the beginning. Anyway, I'm idle in school, and the first round is so boring, don't you still go to watch it?

Gray was a little late, and subconsciously told him that he didn't need to go so early. The exam has nothing to do with him, he already knows about the exam room and number.

Later, when I thought about it, I finally convinced myself that I probably just wanted to see her.

In the final round of imitation of dance sections, Gray knew about it, and was sure that if it was this project, she would definitely be able to pass it. But I still don't want any accidents, and I hope she can get her wish smoothly.

When he thought about this, Gray had a strange feeling in his heart—what was he doing?

He had a promise with her,If she can defeat her opponent and enter the Beidu School Park,,He will stay with her,Spend a year to help her grow.。

It may or may not be a whim.

At that time, the girl gambled on her future to fight, but the purpose was for him.

It's not just as simple as saving his reputation, he doesn't care about reputation or anything, and those small things don't have any impact on his reputation at all. But all this, in this girl's heart, is more important than anything else, and Gray understands that what she is trying to protect is his perseverance.

What he holds on to must not be allowed to be defiled by those outward twisted minds, and his efforts must not be allowed to be despised or slandered. The girl of that moment, like a brave female warrior - no, like his goddess of fate, Nones herself.

A little girl with meager strength, still fighting for him to gamble on her fate, looking at her like this, if her heart does not tremble and her emotions do not surge, then she is really not a man!