Chapter 133: Bolero
Time jumps back to five minutes ago.
When Charles said, "Isn't the book there?", Ye Qingxuan instinctively felt a sense of unease in his heart.
When he turned his head to look in the direction Charr was pointing, he fell into a long silence.
In the direction Charles was pointing, in the corner of the living room.
There was a hanging painting, a cupboard, two chairs, and a beautifully decorated, high-quality material, well-made and incomparably warm and soft ...... Kennel!
At this moment, the long-lost old Fei is lying in his nest, squinting at the stupidity of his number one and third little brother, his eyes are staring and domineering, like His Majesty the King in the palace.
While admiring the stupidity of human beings, he munched on his own breakfastβa cowhide-covered, beautifully bound, densely written, and familiar-looking ...... Note?
"Senior brother, am I mistaken?"
After a long silence, Ye Qingxuan asked faintly, "Why did I see Lao Fei eating my notes?"
"Oh, isn't it?"
Charles stabbed him the verge of collapse: "It's been half a month since I ate this notebook! I haven't even touched the dog food, just two pages a day, and I'm done this morning!"
Lao Fei is so interested in learning, you can't lose!"
β...... I feel like I'm already losing at the starting line. β
Ye Qingxuan was speechless, squatted down, picked up the fragments on the ground, and trembled like a sheep going crazy, and finally completely collapsed under the arrangement of this cruel fate.
"Old Fei !!"
He grabbed Lao Fei's neck and shook it vigorously: "How can you eat it! That is a relic that my father finally left me!
Why do you say that you will eat it? You at least say hello to me, do you think it's easy for me to come out and mess with me? You, you, you can spit it out for me!"
He had a hideous face, trying to break open Lao Fei's mouth, trying to rescue the last bit of shredded paper.
Lao Fei's mouth did open, and then closed it fiercely!
That mouth bit Ye Qingxuan's leg hard, causing him to fall to the ground screaming.
After all, Lao Fei is Lao Fei, and he will never show mercy under his mouth, this dog's mouth is completely enough to go down in history: biting the prince and biting the little brother has never lost his mouth!
And this product is where the meat bites more. Make sure that one bite leaves a psychological shadow and two mouthfuls leave a psychological barrier...... When it's time to take a bite, you can't hide from it!
This mouthful of poison made Ye Qingxuan scream miserably, and he almost turned his back on his breath. Roll all the way from the east side of the living room to the west side.
Lao Fei took advantage of the victory to pursue, stepped back and stepped on Ye Qingxuan's body, opened the bow left and right with the two claws in front of him, and slapped mercilessly. Beat this guy who dares to commit a crime until he can't get up again.
And the action is heroic, and the expression is sad and indignant. The decisiveness of the attack made the roots of people's necks cold.
If you don't fight, you can't do it!
ββThe rules are really broken these days, and the little brother dares to cut the big brother!-
By the time Ye Qingxuan woke up, it was already noon.
"Yo, junior brother. Are you awake?"
Charles squatted next to him, holding a durian in his hand, munching on it, squatting next to him and asking with a smile: "Would you like to have some......?"
"What just happened?"
Ye Qingxuan asked blankly, "Why am I lying here?"
He looked around and found himself lying on the floor of the living room. It's a mess. There was a dull pain all over his body, as if he had been ravaged by cruelty.
"Oh, did you forget?"
Charles looked at him sympathetically: "You tried to snatch Lao Fei's dog food this morning, and then Lao Fei cleaned up a meal...... Although you were beaten by Lao Fei to the point that you are not even as good as a dog, but your courage to pull out your teeth is worthy of the admiration of your senior brother! Come, hero, eat a fruit first!"
β......β
Ye Qingxuan shook his head and declined.
"By the way, the teacher said that you should wait until you wake up and let you go to the study. β
Charles stretched out his hand and pointed to the closed door, "I have something very important to discuss with you." β-
When Ye Qingxuan walked into the study with apprehension, he was ready to accept the teacher's reprimand and question, who told him that he had not attended classes at all these days.
But Abraham seemed to be busy. Behind a messy desk, he struggled to write over a large stack of deleted manuscripts.
It wasn't until Ye Qingxuan coughed two or three times that he raised his head as if he had just woken up from a dream: "Ye Zi, have you arrived?" I'm sorry, I was still working just now......
"It's okay, it's okay!" Ye Qingxuan felt ashamed. I can't wait to rush up and rub my shoulders and hammer my legs with a filial face: "Teacher, you are busy, you are busy." What are you writing these days? β
"Well......" Abraham smiled sheepishly, and there was a smug look in his expression: "I have some new ideas for the interpretation method, and I have found that if I read the Voynich manuscript in this direction, I may be able to translate part of the later fragments."
If I succeed, I'll be able to get some more budgets, and we'll have a little more money at that time......."
"The Voynich Manuscript?"
Ye Qingxuan was stunned for a moment: "Then teacher, aren't you going to soar?"
All the time. As an important document in the study of the history of the Dark Ages, the interpretation of the Voynich manuscript is a difficult problem for many scholars and apocalyptic musicians.
Unfortunately, apart from the scholar Champollion hundreds of years ago, and Miss Lola, the musician of the Apocalyptic Department in recent years, there have been no new breakthroughs. Others' interpretations are often misguided or perceived as forgeries......
In the current predicament, if someone can take the lead in deciphering its fragments through other ideas, its significance is enough to cause a great earthquake in the academic world.
And the interpretation method that the teacher has studied can also be recognized by the Holy City as a specialized science, and there is no need to be denounced as a fallacy by the fools of the Revelation Academy.
Not to mention the Holy City Commendation and the Academy Grant, if the Order believes that this method is groundbreaking and innovative, a master title that will go down in history will definitely not run!
Such a big good thing suddenly fell from the sky, and Ye Qingxuan himself was honored as a disciple!
If others said this, Ye Qingxuan would definitely doubt it, but when Abraham said this, he had no doubts. With the teacher's wooden character, don't lie, there must be something to say, and things that you are not sure of will not be told if they are rotten in your stomach!
Since the teacher said yes, then it will definitely work!
I thought that the teacher finally didn't have to be so down. Finally being recognized by everyone, and the music history department can get rid of the embarrassing position it has been in for a long time, he can't help but be happy.
The joy he had from being a traitor last night was not even worthy of lifting his shoes for this good news!
"Teacher, you're going to be developed!"
Ye Qingxuan cheered and blinked his eyes: "Let's have a good meal tonight! Senior brother has been clamoring to eat meat recently." I'll go out and buy two pounds and come back, stew a brisket to celebrate!"
"Ahem, it's still a no-brainer, so there's no need to be so extravagant. β
Abraham was a little embarrassed: "When I publish it, maybe I'm wrong." How bad it is to rejoice in the air. β
"Teacher, you don't have to be modest, I believe you can!"
Ye Qingxuan was dancing with his hands, and he was already thinking about what to do tonight to celebrate.
"Ahem, let's get down to business first, get down to business first. β
Abraham put away the manuscript and coughed for a long time, before his expression finally became serious. He stared at the young man in front of him, and after being silent for a long time, he asked solemnly:
"Yezi, I heard Charles say that you have mastered the technique of playing multiple notes. It's been so long. Have you chosen the system you want to study in the future?"
"Huh?" Ye Qingxuan was stunned.
"You see, you're more or less rhythmic, and you always have to plan for the future. β
Abraham scratched his head a little nervously: "So I'm not very experienced, after all, Charles has been stuck in the rhythm level for so many years, I guess...... He's going to have to get stuck for a while. So, I haven't been prepared for this.
If there's a faction you'd like to look into, why don't we discuss it?"
"Uh, to be honest, I haven't thought about this......"
Ye Qingxuan was a little embarrassed: "I don't seem to have any special factions to learn." Except for the score of the Black Friday song, which I somehow came up with, I haven't studied the music of any other faction.
So. I'd like to wait a little longer and consolidate the foundation. β
"Strengthening the foundation is another thing, but the sooner you choose a faction, the better. Don't be like me, stumbling for half a lifetime. Barely got a musician. β
Abraham was a little embarrassed: "I was good at banning the music scores of the factions, but I have signed a confidentiality agreement with the military department for these things, and I can't teach them without permission." So halfway through the monks, he began to study the Revelation faction...... You've seen it so far, and there's nothing you can do with it. You don't want to be like me!"
"Teacher, I think you're already quite powerful, so I'll follow you to learn the Revelation faction. Anyway, our profession is also a revelation faction!"
Ye Qingxuan spread his hands indifferently: "You see, I am also very good at interpreting and deciphering ancient documents. In fact, it is okay to become a scholar in the future. β
β......β
Abraham raised his hand and knocked him on the head lightly: "It's about the future, there is nothing indifferent, you should be cautious." β
"Why don't you teach first, teacher?"
Ye Qingxuan made a suggestion: "I'll learn what you teach, anyway, I've just arrived at the rhythm, and I still have a long time before I become a third-order musician." Maybe I'll find out which faction I'm going to fit into. β
β...... It's very irresponsible, but there's no better way to do it now. β
Abraham sighed and reminded, "But you have to be careful that there are antagonisms between different factions, so don't get too deep into it in the experimentation phase."
For example, the Physiognomy School and the Summoning School aim to focus on the will and discover human nature. The latter focuses on instinct and cultivates animal nature.
If two students learn at the same time, they will contradict each other and it will be difficult to move an inch. The same applies to the faction of change and the faction of illusion, one to study the entity and the other to study nothingness.
Compared to before, the opposition between the Psalm faction and the Revelation faction is not obvious, but one focuses on the essence of life, and the other focuses on the outside world, and it is difficult to combine them. β
Ye Qingxuan listened, and was curious: "What about the forbidden factions? The seven musician families, is there no opposing school in the forbidden faction?"
"Because the forbidden faction is opposed to all schools. β
Abraham sighed, "That's why I don't want you to go my way." β
As he spoke, he pulled open the blackboard, grabbed the chalk with his iron hand, and began to write on it.
"In the Forbidden faction, I focus on the essence of the Aether, so I'm good at targeting other factions, and my area of expertise is: countermeasures and interpretation. That's why it's possible to get along in the Revelation faction......
What I can teach you is nothing more than something from these two areas.
It just so happens that I have a piece of music that I have interpreted by myself, and it is rare that it is all composed of basic general runes, which can be learned by musicians of any faction, which is just right for you to lay the foundation. β
As he spoke, he wrote the name of the sheet music on the blackboard.
- "Bolero" (to be continued.) )