Golden Summoner

To the west of the Princeton University campus, the scenery is beautiful. Some houses and villas are nestled in a large garden composed of grassland, sycamores and fragrant iris.

It was afternoon at the moment, and a group of students on the campus were sitting on the lawn, playing the accordion. The sun was shining on the faces of those students. The smell of the grass was particularly fresh in the afternoon sun. Under the melodious rhythm of the accordion, those students' faces were filled with laughter. The laughter spread far with the wind.

A parrot flew from a distance and was flying over the grass...

"It's such a carefree and wonderful time..."

In the second-floor window of a villa with dark red walls and beige roof, Timothy Leoport, the vice president of Princeton University and the dean of the School of Music, was opening a corner of the curtain with a finger holding a pipe. Looking at the laughing students on the lawn outside, he let out a sigh. In addition to sighing, Timothy Leoport's slightly greedy eyes also looked over the beautiful and energetic figures with ponytails on the lawn. He swallowed secretly, and then rubbed his big belly with some self-pity with one hand. The plaid shirt and brown suspenders he was wearing looked particularly special against the big belly. Hard.

As he grows older, his body is no longer upright, and his muscles are gradually surrounded by fat. His fingers can still play the piano, but his whole person has lost his majesty. Those young and beautiful female students, and the beautiful female teachers in the school It no longer belongs to him, and all that can belong to him are the beautiful campus memories of the past, and, by the way, his son. That is his pride. Only in his son can he seem to see himself. The continuation of youth...

A familiar piano melody came from behind. Timothy Leobot lowered the curtains, turned around, and came to Mikel who was playing the piano. His face became a little more serious, "You are just playing this piece proficiently now." , but there are still some flaws and it’s not perfect. If you want people to think that this music is composed by you, you must integrate your soul into it and make it a part of your body. Only in this way can you impress people. You see The opening of the short-short-short-long rhythmic motive at the beginning of this piece is like the echo of thunder, the cry of the soul, and more like the knock on the door of fate. You must play that shocking feeling, and Not only does it leave an impression on people’s ears, the person who wrote this music is a genius, and you must regard yourself as a genius..."

Mikel raised his head and said quietly, "I feel like I'm good enough..."

"No, my son, you are not good enough!" Leo Porter shook his head, a hand fell heavily on Mikel's shoulder, "You were indeed good enough at last night's reception, but The concert in the capital was attended by music masters such as Ambsat, Trajan and Mino, as well as those picky professors from the National Conservatory of Music in the capital and many music critics. Any flaws you have will be ignored. You can't escape their ears. You must make them feel that you can resonate with the music during your performance. Do you understand? The real music flows from your heart, not from your fingers tapping the keys. I have contacted you. Editor-in-Chief of "Musician" magazine, they will send someone to do an exclusive interview with you next week to warm up your concert in the capital. This is your chance of destiny. This piece of music will make you an instant hit. You You must seize this opportunity..."

Mikel seemed to muster up the courage, "Father, I have a date in the afternoon..."

Upon hearing this, Leo Porter's eyes sharpened and he curled his lips, "Is she the woman in the blue evening dress last night?"

"Yes!" Mikel nodded, his expression a little embarrassed, "She is very charming. We made an appointment to meet in the cafe this afternoon..."

"Mikel, do you know under what circumstances the war beasts trained in the army will be eliminated?" Leo Porter suddenly asked.

Mikel shook his head in confusion.

"War beasts in the army, as long as they mate more than three times in their lives, they will no longer be able to complete evolution and perform dangerous tasks, and will eventually be eliminated. The same goes for people. Men must cherish the energy of their lives. A man, Before he can truly achieve success, he must put his energy into his career. Believe me, as long as your concert in the capital is successful, you can have as many women as you want in the future, in the capital. Celebrities, more…”

Leo Porter was teaching his son earnestly, when suddenly, an unexpected voice sounded in their ears.

"You're right. As a father, you are indeed very devoted to your children. However, aren't you afraid of being exposed if you steal other people's works and pass them off as your own and then use them in the capital to defraud?"

This sound startled the two people in the music room. The father and son turned their heads and looked towards the door. They saw a man with black hair and black eyes standing at the door of the piano room. That man , they are no strangers, it is the summoner Xia Pingan who stole the show at the reception last night.

But why did Xia Pingan come here suddenly? Why didn't the servants at home come in to report? Moreover, how did Xia Pingan know...

The expressions of both father and son changed.

"You...why are you here? Who asked you to come in?" Mikel stood up angrily, his face flushed slightly, and he glared at Xia Pingan.

"Of course you should treat a gentleman like a gentleman, and treat a thief like a thief. If I want to come here, I'm afraid not many people can stop me." Xia Pingan said with a smile.

"I want to call the police!" Mikel yelled.

"Okay, please. I'm just about to report it to the police. Someone stole my piano music..."

"Mikel..." Leoport suddenly stopped his son, and he took a deep breath, "I want to talk to Mr. Xia alone. You go and rest for a while. Don't let anyone disturb us."

Mikel left the piano room, and Xia Pingan walked in calmly. In addition to the piano, the piano room also had a coffee table and a sofa. Leo Porter invited Xia Pingan to sit on the sofa.

"I know this may not be honest enough, but I spent a lot of money to buy that piece of music!" As soon as the two sat down, Leo Porter said directly to Xia Pingan.

"Bought?"

"Yes, a few days ago, a man brought a phonograph stone over, and the phonograph stone contained this tune. He said that as long as I gave him 3,000 thalers, he would give the phonograph stone to me!" Oporto still had a clear memory of Xia Pingan's ability. He knew that it was better to be honest in front of a powerful person favored by God, and he also felt a little guilty about this matter.

Xia Pingan understood. It was probably recorded by someone at the scene using a phonetic stone while he was playing that day.

The phonograph stone is a very special stone. In the hands of the summoner, this stone can be used as a prop for collecting sounds by consuming a little bit of divine power. Then, as long as the phonograph stone is placed on the fire, the phonograph stone will be recorded. The stone will emit the collected sound. Of course, the function of this thing is similar to that of a tape recorder, but it is not as good as a tape recorder, because there is a time limit after the recording stone leaves a sound. In the event of a thunderstorm, the recording stone will become blank again and cannot be used again. If you want to use it, as long as it is burned three or four times, the record stone will be broken and cannot be used repeatedly.

"Mr. Leoport, I don't care where your song comes from. As the original creator of that song, I now give you two options. The first option is that you issue an apology statement in the newspaper and state that the song The music was heard by you, not by your son. I will let it go and let this matter end here. If you still want to use that music to compete for fame and fortune, then, believe me, I can easily let it go. Your tricks will go bankrupt and your reputation will be ruined!" Xia Ping'an looked at Leo Porter coldly and said.

Leo Porter swallowed, "I know that piece of music was not composed by us, but how can Mr. Xia prove that that piece of music was composed by you?"

Xia Pingan smiled, and without saying anything, he went directly to the piano and sat down, and began to play the beginning of the second movement of "Symphony of Destiny". When the music came out, Leo Porter He was stunned for a moment and a little excited. Based on his understanding of music, he knew at once that what Xia Pingan had just played was the continuation of what his son had played before. It was the second movement, two parts. The two are one...

In Leo Porter's expectation, Xia Pingan only played the beginning of the second movement, then stopped and did not continue playing, "This piece is called fate, and this is the second movement of the piece." , the first movement is the knock on the door of fate, the second movement is the cruel fate

Finally showing its face, it darkly and endlessly repeats in various tones, looking for opportunities and peeking into gaps to break into people's lives and dominate everything about them. There are the third and fourth movements behind it. The third movement is about the spreading repetition and struggle of fate. The last movement is a glorious triumph over fate. Do I need to prove it again? "

Leo Porter finally shook his head and hesitated, "I want to know, what is the second option Mr. Xia gave us?"

"What's the second option? You can buy this piece of music from me in its entirety and say it was composed by your son. I will give you all the second, third, and fourth movements of this piece. You, and I won’t expose you, you can do whatever you want with this song?”

"Ah?" Leo Porter had a look of excitement on his face, and he took a deep breath, "Mr. Xia, why are you doing this, and what are the conditions?"

"I am a God-loved person. I am not interested in becoming a musician. What I am interested in are world beads, so my conditions are also world beads. You only need to give me four world beads. The four complete movements of this destiny, It's yours, it should be a good deal for you!" Xia Pingan said with a smile.