The next day, the Jianlan Underground Palace.

As the gloomy door slowly opened, darkness swelled, releasing the smell of old dust. The wind came from the darkness and burrowed into the placket of his clothes, and his scalp was numb.

"It's so cold......"

Bart subconsciously shuddered, and when he heard a small voice in the dark, his face turned a little pale: "Teacher, is this really the academy?"

"Don't be uncommon and weird, even in the academy, there will always be such a place to see the hell. ”

Ingmar said lightly.

The middle-aged man was dressed in spotless robe and had a handsome appearance. Long hair has been faintly gray because of the long study of the Apocalypse faction, and he has tied it back, looking elegant and mysterious.

Whenever he looked into the depths of darkness, his expression was a little disdainful and arrogant.

As the director of the Academy of Revelation and a key member of the school council, he couldn't stand the fact that there was still something in the academy that was not under his control.

Every year, the Jianlan Underground Palace has to take away the sky-high budget from the school committee for no reason, but so far it has not even handed in a report, which is ridiculous.

Hell knows what's going on here!

"Are your students ready?"

The gatekeeper in front of the door glanced at Bart and couldn't help but laugh softly at his slightly pale face.

"Wait a minute, please take care of yourself, I'll go first, someone inside will lead the way." ”

Sensing the disgust in Ingmar's eyes, he chuckled softly and turned away.

"Pretending to be a ghost. ”

Watching his figure disappear, Ingmar snorted coldly.

If not for special reasons. He didn't even want to come here, and every time he felt the indifferent eyes of the gatekeeper, Dominic, he felt a deep sense of shame. That kind of war wild dog. It's only here that you can do your best.

Thinking of this, his mood became more and more unpleasant: "Bart, don't be in a daze. You know how difficult it is to get into the Great Library of the Royal Academy of Music.

This time, the Academy of Revelation has put in a lot of resources to get this opportunity for you, don't let down my expectations of you. ”

Bart nodded hurriedly.

"Good. ”

Ingmar commanded coldly: "You must remember the bibliography I gave you. Don't be like the shame of that college. When I came in, I didn't learn anything at all, and I came out empty-handed. ”

"I'm going to take this opportunity. Bart's eyes were resolute.

"Good. ”

Ingmar bowed, "School anniversary is coming, you should get ready first." Don't be overwhelmed by Abraham's old crippled student who embraced false doctrines.

This time, I'm going to have to give the old cripple a little color, you know?"

"I understand ......"

Bart rubbed his chin, which was still aching, and looked cold: "I understand." ”

"Then go ahead. ”

Ingmar watched Bart walk through the door. A smile curled up at the corners of his mouth: Sooner or later, one day. That old ghost who believes in fallacies and dares to refute himself will be kicked out of the academy by himself-

The wind is blowing.

The sound of footsteps echoed in the dark corridor, and Bart looked around blankly with a wind lamp in his hand, but he couldn't help but tremble in the small sounds around him.

It's so wicked here.

He touched the ring on his finger, trying to muster up his courage.

This time, his teacher gave him the quota allocated to him by the Academy of Revelation. It was to allow him to enter the large library to read the manuscripts of the music contained there.

Although they are all movements below the resonance level, the manuscripts were written by the saints of previous generations. It contains the spirituality and mystery of the score, allowing the reader to grasp the melody and power at a speed of several times the usual speed.

For this reason, Ingmar specially tailored a book list for him, as long as he can learn all the melodies in the manuscript according to the table of contents, then he will definitely be able to improve by leaps and bounds.

The scores were carefully selected by Ingmar to help Barthes further master his unique score: the first movement of the Crown Sonata. At that time, if he breaks through to the musician level, the celestial induction, there will be greater benefits waiting for him.

Just because it's only twelve hours doesn't mean there's no other way.

Bart pinched the ring on his index finger and smiled.

It was the 'Ring of the Rememberer', which he had paid a lot of money for, and when activated, it multiplied the user's comprehension and memory, and was able to transcribe what the user read and saw into the gems in the ring in some way that was secretive.

Even if transcription was forbidden, he was able to make copies of those manuscripts silently.

When he officially stepped into the musician level, it was the day when the Oriental mongrel and his waste teacher were kicked out of the academy!

A fierce look flashed in his eyes, these days, all along, the Academy of Revelation had endured the humiliation brought by the Music History Department. The deviant old cripple, stubbornly studying what interpretation, ignoring their good intentions many times, and not wanting to return to the right path.

Someday, he'll get his revenge back!

He had already made up his mind, this time on the school anniversary, he wanted that damn Oriental, the shame of the college, to obediently kneel at his feet.

"Sooner or later, you'll have to pay. ”

He clenched his fists and muttered under his breath.

In front of you is the entrance to the Great Library. Bart touched the money bag that had been prepared for the administrator in advance, and nodded with satisfaction, very good, the plan was perfect.

As long as he smiled warmly and offered a generous honorarium at the right time, he was sure that Mr. Administrator would create some conditions for himself.

Thinking of this, a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, and he slowly pushed open the entrance door.

So, he pushed the door open.

Then I saw marbles all over the ground......-

In the library, in the warm light of the vast space, the layers of old bookshelves exude an air of mystery.

The bookshelves stood like a forest to the end of his sight. You can't see the edge at a glance.

But in the office area at the entrance, the tables and chairs have been cleared to the side and piled up haphazardly.

Instead. It's marbles all over the ground.

In the midst of the marbles, a figure with his back to him crouched on the ground, clutching the marbles in his hand, intently watching the situation in front of him, not even noticing Bart as he entered.

Immediately afterwards, there was a soft sound, and the marbles all over the ground suddenly rolled automatically without wind. They collided with each other and made a crisp sound, which was extremely eerie.

In a gloomy and cold atmosphere. Bart suddenly felt a little hairy in his heart.

"Excuse me. ”

He plucked up his courage and asked in a trembling voice, "Is it the management of the library......

"Shh

The crouching figure raised a finger to signal him not to speak, and Bart closed his mouth in embarrassment. Nervously standing still.

Just after thinking about it for a long time. The man popped out the white marbles in his hand.

The marbles came out of their hands, but they drew an exaggerated arc on the ground!

There was a crackling sound one after another. Along the road, all the black marbles were bounced off by it, rolling all over the place.

The tumbling black marbles intertwined in intricate curves, colliding with each other, only to fall into the chalk-drawn circles around them.

"Tsk!"

It was as if someone was making an unhappy noise.

"Oops, you won again by accident?"

The Administrator whistled triumphantly. Hook your fingers, "Don't cheat." Dig out the money and pay the money~"

There was a faint sound of a child snorting in the air.

Immediately afterward, several bottle caps that had been hidden for some years fell out of thin air and rolled at the Administrator's feet, as if to disdainfully say, 'Take it!'

"Hey, it's polite, there's no gambling at all. ”

The caretaker picked up the caps without disgust: "Okay, we said, ten caps for a manuscript of the saints, don't go back." ”

Syllable!

An old, thin booklet appeared out of thin air, smashed down like a fly swatter, and slapped right in his face—'Take it!'

“...... Forget it, I don't care about you in general. ”

He took the book off his face, shook his head and sighed, then turned the booklet two pages, nodded, rolled it casually, and stuffed it into his pocket!

Fill your pocket!

The movements of this goods are so smooth and natural, and there is no guilt of embezzling public property at all!

Bart pretended not to see it with red eyes, and made a hard note in his heart to this corrupt bastard! When I get out, you will wait for the school committee's questioning meeting!

It's just that for some reason, he looked at that figure and always felt very familiar.

Something seems to be wrong......

"Looks like someone was calling me?"

The administrator yawned, turned back lazily, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "Yo, what a coincidence, it's still an acquaintance!"

As he spoke, the white-haired young man showed his trademark hearty smile, "Bart-san, what are you doing?"

"You, you, you ......"

Bart looked at the young man in front of him blankly, only to feel that he was having that terrible nightmare again, and couldn't help but exclaim the name:

"Ye Qingxuan?!Why are you again!"

"Huh, don't you know?"

Ye Qingxuan laughed a little embarrassedly, "From today onwards, I will be the administrator of the big library."

How's it going, happy or not?"

It was like a hammer slammed into the face.

Bart only felt that his eyes were dark, and he almost vomited out a mouthful of old blood.

"Impossible!"

He was already incoherent: "It's up to you...... You ...... too. You're dreaming!"

"You're wrong about me, Mr. Dominic has to let me do it, and I can't help it. ”

Ye Qingxuan sighed, looking sad and melancholy: "Probably because I'm so good-looking, right? ”

Bart's face flushed, and he looked like he was about to suffocate.

For some reason, he suddenly felt a deep stomach ache.

What does that mean?

- What the! (To be continued......