Chapter 124：

The third assessment of the 2016 National Conservatory of Music in Paris is different for the public, but for the rest of the college, in addition to the intense expectations as always, it seems that compared with the previous assessment, there is no the difference.

The evaluation was still held in the concert hall in the north of the college. The dozens of outstanding students in the entire college each played the best songs and showed their learning results during this period.

Professor Akkad was not present at the time of the two evaluations. According to his words: "This kind of thing is for the college to test you, and it is not to test our professors, not to go, not to go!"

But perhaps Professor Akade also knows... This time it is very likely that the last time the classmates participated in the evaluation of the whole hospital, so this time he rarely came to the backstage of the college concert hall with the donkey, and slammed a few words. It is similar to the "nutrient-free" and "tune-tuned" sound-free words, like a personal change.

Delan looked at the side and couldn’t figure it out. He didn’t understand at all. How did Professor Akade, who had always been “highly cold”, suddenly become so embarrassed?

However, I was moved by some emotions and listened to every word of my teacher.

Why did Professor Akkad become so unconventional and become so careful?

I know very well about my teacher, because... this seemingly awkward master is very reluctant to be in my heart.

Although I always say "you have to graduate early, go out and sway", "Is a waste of youth in college, you have to go out and know?" But in fact...

Even if he is Reed Akade, it is just an old man who is alone.

Seriously answered the question of "Is there any smoothness in the spectrum?" I couldn't help but put the violin in the case, suddenly stretched out my arms and clung to hold this and talk nonstop. Old man.

The sudden embrace of the youth made Professor Akkad’s voice come to an abrupt end. He felt the youth’s vibrant temperature and only whispered: “Teacher... I will work hard, I will never let you down, absolutely Will not lose your face."

This sentence means that in the evaluation tonight, I will try my best to get the first and let Professor Akade be satisfied. At the same time, he said... In the days when he left the college in the future, he will always struggle and not let Professor Akade disappointed.

The young man used a low-pitched voice to tell the intimate and gentle words. Even if he had a temperament like Professor Akkad, he couldn’t help but sigh his nose. After a while, he snorted and said: "If you dare not work hard After that... don’t say you are my student!"

The content of the speech is blamed, but the tone is like a loving elder who is watching his favorite younger generation, letting the heart warm and making a promise in a low voice.

When the assessment really started and there were already students performing on stage, Professor Akkad looked at him with hesitation and he seemed to have something to say to him. But when the latter asked, he shook his head and, after a few more words, returned to the position of the professor in the audience.

After watching Professor Akkad leave, Delan carefully walked to the side of the beggar and sneaked into him, whispering, "Small seven, how today... Professor Akade is so weird? You know it is What happened? This is not like Professor Akkad in the past!"

“Maybe because... is today my third assessment?”

Wen Yan, Delan stayed for a long time, suddenly "ah" a cry, exclaimed: "God! Originally Xiaoqi you have participated in three evaluations? Wait... I remember correctly, you seem to only need to be continuous After getting the first place in the evaluation three times, I can graduate from the college?!!!"

Since entering the Academy Orchestra, the relationship with these students has been much closer. Some of them heard from their instructors that "three times the first evaluation can graduate", he took it and asked him, and naturally he did not conceal it.

"Well, DeLand... This is really my third assessment."

"Oh my God! I have forgotten such an important thing!!!"

Delan was amazed for a long time, and he smiled and comforted him, guaranteeing that even if he accidentally graduated tonight, he would definitely come back to see them often. But DeLan never slowed down until the piano enemies appeared on the show, and Delan immediately shifted the subject.

"唉小七...Lanster will graduate after another assessment. If you graduated... I am afraid that our violin department will have to beat him very hard."

Listening to DeLan's lost and low voice, he turned to look at the stage covered by the spotlight lantern.

I saw the chief of the piano department, Lanster, pressing his fingers on the black and white keys to play elegant and gentle music. Not far from the grand piano, there was a beautiful blonde girl sitting on her back. She lowered her head and pulled her cello. The sound was thick and mellow, as if the deep sea was fascinating.

They are playing Frey's "Sicilian Dance". The elegant cello seems to be a low sigh, and tears of sadness fall in the dance with the piano. In such a gentle and quiet music, the voice describes a beautiful pastoral scenery, but it is like a mirror, and it can only be seen, not touched, and is as fragile as a homesickness.

Playing the cello is the chief Aina of the cello department of the National Conservatory of Music in Paris. Although her level has not reached the level of Lanster, the song she is currently playing has made her want to move.

Delan, who was blinded by hatred, snorted and whispered: "Lanster actually played with Aina. The two guys are really bad. They want to get this kind of despicable way. Victory?! This is absolutely impossible!"

Desperately laughed: "But they did play very well."

The tall and direct Swiss guy’s eyes glimpsed: "Small seven, how can you praise our enemies?! You Huaxia is not a word... What do you say? Anyway, what is not to say good things, but to boast Enemy, this is very wrong!"

I thought about it: "Grow his popularity and destroy his prestige?"

Delan nodded hard: "Yes, this is it! Lanster is too wicked. If you know that you can't surpass you, you must come with Aina! Hey, the two of them will definitely make the judge feel more. Excellent, really too mean! No, Xiaoqi, we also come to the ensemble, we defeat him together!"

I am quite speechless: "...what are you playing "Spring"?"

Delan suddenly stunned: "No..."

He looked at the sly and screaming and screaming, "I am so sad, why didn't I choose "Spring"". After he comforted the other person a few words, Delan began to curse the "despicable" again. The villain is gone.

The order of the draws was relatively late, so he played only when most of the violinists, including DeLand, performed their own performances.

At this time, almost all the students had performed their own performances, and the attention of the judges and the audience was no longer concentrated on the stage.

This situation is very unfavorable for any player. Even if the level is almost the same, the judges will not patiently listen to every one of his voices, and will only give an ordinary score.

But when he took his violin to the stage, the slightly noisy sound under the stage suddenly stopped. All the audience, including the ten judges, looked seriously at the "famous" black-haired youth, and there was a subtle discussion under the stage.

"Is this what?"

"I heard that his level is very good, but the last time London Philharmonic gave him an olive branch, he refused."

"Well, I have heard about this, but it seems that there are a lot of orchestras here for him. I don't know how his level is..."

......

These low-pitched voices did not disturb the embarrassing thoughts.

Under the bright stage lighting, he calmly placed the violin on his shoulders. He was about to lift the bow and did not move. He suddenly heard a breath of inhalation in the audience, and even someone directly sighed— -

"God! That is... who is that?!"

Listening to such weird words, I looked up and looked down at the stage with amazement. I saw that the audience who had just talked about it kept focusing on the direction behind him at the moment, and the eyes were round and as if they saw it. What is incredible.

There was a strange premonition in the heart of my heart. When he turned to look at the past, his eyes suddenly touched when he touched the man. He just raised it.