They took the poet's letter of recommendation, and on the evening of the time mentioned in the letter, Joost and the others went to this literary salon as promised.

It is a house with a yard, and you can see that the owner is a decent person.

After handing the envelope to the doorman, a well-dressed man with a smile on his face came out of the room and led Jost and his party inside.

On the way, the other party said: "Anton told me that there is only one person." ”

Jost: Actually, there are three......

Klaus explained: "He's my younger brother, my brother's parents died young, we're a group, we've never been apart since we were kids.

"And don't look at him as young now, but he's a composer, and I want to take him here today for a long time."

Whether you believe it or not, I believe it anyway.

The housekeeper who came to pick them up was also a little speechless, and tried to speak many times, but he restrained himself again.

When he arrived at the destination, he showed a professional smile: "I am very much looking forward to Ling Di's work, maybe we will have another great composer." ”

There were two new faces, and the people in this salon were very curious.

One of them was a handsome young man, with his hair falling down naturally, and he was wearing a black suit, which added a bit of pretentious handsomeness to Jost's.

The other was tall, but neatly dressed, tough but not rough, and a gentlemanly air peculiar to an artist was held up by his broad shoulders.

Klaus's py Dafa has already been achieved, and he can talk to anyone.

Madame Butterfly doesn't count!

And the beautiful young ladies in the distance kept their eyes on Jost, and they didn't care about the volume at all, and whispered.

"That, so handsome, what's his name?"

"Anna, has he been here before?"

"I just heard it, he doesn't seem to be his national name, it's Joost Jostar."

"It's really handsome, I want all his information in a minute."

This is the look that Jost also noticed that people couldn't ignore here, and smiled back.

This smile stunned all the ladies and couldn't help but shyly open their eyes.

"Ah, I'm dead."

"My JOJO actually smiled at me, I've fallen in love sisters."

"Obviously smiling at me."

Sick of it! It's these twittering women again. This was something Joost had not expected, he thought that the literary salon would be different.

And then there must be a bold woman coming over.

Anna picked up two glasses of red wine and walked over to Jost.

By this time, Klaus had already mingled with a group of artists, and someone touched him on the shoulder and teased: "Your brother is so good at women, but unfortunately, he will never be able to write good poems." ”

Then several people continued to discuss the latest developments and works of European writers, and Klaus came from abroad, bringing some fresh blood to everyone, making the discussion more intense than ever.

Jost said to himself, "How do you feel about your next sentence?" ”

"How does it feel?" Anna gently placed a glass of wine in Jost's hand.

Jost kept a professional smile and didn't say anything.

I said in my heart: Your next sentence is, I heard that your name is Joost Jostda?

"Your name is Jost Joestar, isn't it?"

Jost still kept a polite smile: "Oh. ”

Your next sentence is: You won't be in this kind of place for the first time, don't be nervous.

Anna smiled lightly, thinking that Joost was very cute: "You won't be at this kind of party for the first time, relax." ”

Jost pretended to mumble the melody and ignored her.

The heart continued: Then the smile will become ugly, and then the next sentence is do you want me to take you around.

The smile on Anna's face was a little unbearable, but she still tried to lift her apple muscles and said, "Do you want me to take you around?" ”

Jost still stood there dumbfounded, ignoring him, maintaining himself as a composer with only music in his head.

Finally Anna's patience ran out, and her smile disappeared, and she turned around and put on another smile to face her sisters.

Jost finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and the most troublesome thing was crooked. But if you don't hit the smiley face, Jost can't just tell them to shut up or get out, so he has to do it.

But the effect is still very good.

"Alas, it's a pity, it's such a good look, it's a fool."

"No wonder my brother is not at ease and wants to take it with him."

"It's pathetic."

Suddenly, Jost found a strong maternal glow shining on him, frantically conveying the message of 'Mommy loves you', which made him a little uncomfortable.

He hurried over to Klaus and sat down quietly.

The man who picked them up before had been observing them, and when he saw this, he said slightly apologetically, "I'm sorry, I didn't know this was the case with your brother." ”

Klaus has always been good at acting, and he instantly improvised a piece of acting, sighed, and talked about a touching story that was just born, the elder brother took care of his younger brother who couldn't take care of himself, and the two depended on each other.

Jost struggled to keep himself from laughing.

The ladies next to her gently wiped the corners of their eyes with handkerchiefs, and the others couldn't help but sigh.

In a moment, they had completely regarded Jost and Klaus as their own.

And Andrei tried to introduce himself in the pile of women: "What is your name, beautiful young lady." ”

A few people replied to him today, and he was so happy.

Although Klaus maintains his acting skills on the surface, he is also a big deal in his heart, what kind of script is this??? How can this person get out of himself? Jost, this pig teammate.

Finally finding an opportunity, Klaus took Jost out to the bathroom before asking.

Jost explained, "It's okay, you can just call Spa over in your place, so that if you have the chance, Olympia can have direct access to her idol." ”

Klaus held his forehead, although this is possible, but, well, to see Tchaikovsky, I guess Olympia and Spa would be more than willing to come on their own.

"And you think, Tchaikovsky rarely takes the stage himself, and he is said to be overcoming his phobia of the stage. I think Olympia would be happier if we could meet in private. ”

Well, you have a good point in saying that.

"Okay, don't worry, I'll go and discuss with them tomorrow."

"Okay, you can say it yourself."

Klaus also has to continue to look for the root of the appearance of the substitute messenger in Mo City, more than ten years ago, the bones of the sage were scattered in Mo City, and it is of course good to be able to dissolve in the local circle.

In that case, his own father, Jost's biological father, were involved, and it failed but it also came to fruition, and the bones of the saint were scattered.

But there was no trace of them after that, and the nobles involved in that event were sent to Siberia by the Tsar.

When the two returned to the salon, they began to inquire about it, and some of them could be referred to Tchaikovsky.

Everyone shook their heads.

Then the owner of the house walked in and said, "Recently there was a piano and composition competition at the Mozambican Conservatory, and if you can make a big splash in the competition, you will certainly meet Tchaikovsky." ”