Double King Concerto Op. 192

Today's breakfast was much better than what Dio had expected. Mr. Bernard cooked pasta and served it with beef brisket stewed with tomatoes.

——Pasta is the only finished product that Bernard can produce.

It's just that Yu Zhen's music is more important than what to eat for breakfast, and Dio attaches great importance to it, so much so that Bernard is too embarrassed to serve a second plate of pasta.

But judging from Bernard's later reaction, it was obviously worth it——

I saw Bernard holding the sheet music and rushing to the little apprentice, his slightly fat body trembling with the aftertaste of running, he opened his mouth and said, "Br□□o!" (Great!)

So Dio felt relieved, and happily went to the kitchen to fill out the last bit of pasta, and ate it very happily.

"Name?" (What's the name of the song?)

"Uhm," Yu Zhen thought for a moment, ""Immortality"." ("Eternal Life".)

Bernard nodded: "Goodjob." (Not bad.)

Yu Xiaozhen was very happy, eating the breakfast on the plate bit by bit, with very elegant movements.

After breakfast, Dio continued to take the younger brother on the journey, leaving the teacher who was only half full to drink water until he was full at home.

——The so-called being a teacher for one day and being a father for life is really unfilial for this big and small one!

But with Teacher Bernard's praise, Yu Zhen's mood improved a lot.

"Happy?" Dio smiled: A child is a child, and a child prodigy is no exception.

Yu Xiaozhen started picking on Joe, pursing her lips to pretend to be serious: "It's okay."

"Laugh if you want, and there are no outsiders, so why hold back."

Then Yu Zhen really laughed, that kind of smile can make everyone who sees it curl up the corners of their mouths.

So then, hahahaha, the two laughed at each other happily?

——This is not scientific at all.

So Dio said very sadly: "The final of the architectural competition should be over, remember to ask about the results when you go back."

Hearing this, Yu Zhen's smile disappeared instantly from his face, and his mouth pouted: "Why are you asking that?"

"At any rate, it's your work. Even though it has been changed a few times, most of it is still yours. Even if your child wears other people's clothes, it is still your own child. You don't care about your own child. Why are you so heartless!" I gave the little junior a chestnut.

The child rubbed his head, and silently threw back what the senior brother told him: I really don't want to talk to you too much.

——But thinking about it carefully, the truth seems to be that truth.

"To tell the truth," Diou rubbed the heads of the little junior brother, "Escape is not the way, as long as you can't let go of the building, you will have to go back and face it sooner or later. Besides, if you are really upset, then you can Get up wherever you fall. It just so happens that the school owes you a big favor now, and it should not block your way in the future. Next, take good care of what should belong to you, and it will not be in vain when the time comes Hurt by this."

Yu Chun didn't make a sound, but was actually a little moved.

But before I was moved much, I heard my brother say again: "Actually, Teacher Bernard doesn't want you to return to the embrace of architecture. Of course, I don't mind if you focus on classical music to steal the limelight from me. Anyway, we are in two fields, and I started so much earlier than you anyway, so it’s okay to take you along."

Then Dio didn't know what kind of wind he had, swept away the image of the queen in front of everyone, and ran hard against the rising sun. Because the windbreaker was not buttoned, it was blown up by the wind, and he looked a little handsome.

——If you ignore his constant blurting of "chasing me, come chasing me, if you catch me, I will help you expand your territory!"

Yu Xiaozhen's forehead was full of black lines, and he raised his right hand and waved at the figure that was drifting away in front of him.

——Young famous conductor, why give up treatment.

It was mid-October, and the "N·A" architectural design competition had already ended.

"Sunflower" missed out on the grand prize due to its poor performance in the defense process, but it still won the first prize, and won the corresponding bonus and the opportunity to study abroad next year.

Yu Zhen curled his lips: Tsk, if he participated in the competition by himself, he would definitely not let his child lose in the defense.

——As if he is a good father with a conscience.

Seeing that Yu Chun took the initiative to ask about the result of "N·A", Moss also heaved a sigh of relief.

At least this proves that his attitude towards this matter has begun to change from avoiding to facing it - it is not easy to take this step, and I don't know how long a certain teenager has struggled with this.

Many things are like dominoes, with chain reactions.One fell, followed by two, three, four, five, six, seven... However, the first one had to fall, as if one had to take this step before the next one could appear.

As Di Ou said, as long as Yu Zhen can't let go of the building, he has to face this problem, which cannot be solved by simply escaping.

——This choice must be decided, and then, stride forward towards the goal.

Compared to the previous video chat, Yu Zhen obviously talked a lot less today, and even seemed a little cramped.

——Knowing what it means to my friends to disappear out of thin air without turning on the computer, Yu Chun feels that his previous behavior was very capricious.

"It's nothing special, just a little bit." Moss excused a certain teenager, "Anyone who is in a bad mood is reluctant to talk, and I am too. It's normal to find a place to think clearly." After a pause, he continued Add a sentence, "But in the future, when you don't want to talk, it's better to give a text message as much as possible, at least it can make everyone feel at ease."

Yu Zhen nodded, very well-behaved: "Actually, I have nothing to worry about here. Teacher Bernard also gave me a vacation recently. Brother Diou will take me to the concert and let me watch their orchestra's rehearsal .”

I haven't seen Yu Zhen for a long time, and I can see from the screen that he has lost weight again.

——Already thin, now there is almost no flesh on the cheeks.

"Thin."

Yu Zhen smiled embarrassedly, then thought of something, and blinked at the camera: "Actually, I eat well every day. But Mr. Bernard is very good at playing the piano and teaching, and he is not ambiguous at all when he cooks dark dishes. Fear."

The camera on Yu Zhen's side has very high pixels, and the constantly flapping long eyelashes are clearly countable.

It's like standing in front of yourself, within reach.

——So Moss followed the call from the bottom of his heart and stretched out his hand to the screen.

"When you come back, I'll make it for you, and you order."

As soon as he heard the key word "eat", Yu Zhen's eyes lit up instantly: "Then can I have chicken curry rice?"

Can't help laughing: How obsessed is a certain teenager with curry chicken rice?

"of course."

"I want boiled fish!"

"it is good."

"I also want to eat Yuanzi sweet soup!"

"Ah."

"Fried dumplings with parsley, I actually miss it a little bit."

"can."

……

Before Yu Chun verbally compiled the new version of the Manchu Banquet, Moss was finally willing to let a certain teenager brake the car in time to divert Yu Xiaozhu's attention.

"Speaking of egg rolls, when Xia Bei came back from the holidays, he brought some special products from his family. He had originally kept them in the refrigerator and said he would keep them for you. Because the day before yesterday was the last day of the shelf life, he was unwilling to do so the night before. Let Qiu Weiran eat it for you."

Yu Xiaozhu, who was suddenly told that he was being robbed of food, said angrily: The ice cream owed by Xiao Qiuzi had to be charged usury!Two big boxes with profit!hum!

Seeing that a certain teenager was very easy to get hooked, Moss's iceberg face was stained with an unstoppable smile, and he began to take the topic further.

"Every time I see Shang Nan and Xia Bei, they will ask when you will come back. Liang Hua also came to me and said that if this year's cultural performance can draw you to play the piano, then the new director of the school's literary and art department can dream Wake up laughing, he is going out at the end of the year, and he wants to get together with us before he leaves."

Yu Chun lowered his head, pursed his lips slightly: "I miss them too."

"Wen Lulu is also very worried about you. The last time I chatted with you, there was no lunch break. As a result, she was out of energy in class in the afternoon and was called by the professor by name. In her words, 'Outside is not embarrassing yourself but embarrassing the country', He also said that he would win back this tone in the future, and then he would mess with you again. But when I talk to my family, I still always ask me about your news."

It is rare for Work Eighteen to be able to talk so much, and Yu Chun feels a little unreal.

But the people on the screen looked calm, nothing unusual.

——It seems that this is a very normal thing, and everything before was just my own illusion.

Moss continued: "An Tingyun never came to look for me, but I heard from Qiu Weiran that she has been asking when you will come back." After thinking for a while, he added another sentence, "She is considered a famous person in school. Now he is the number one technology emperor, and there are R&D products on display there, with a wide network of people and many insiders."

Yu Zhen knew that the following words were not added by Work Eighteen for no reason, he was telling himself - An Tingyun knew everything about this matter, so the person who helped him before was probably her.

So he nodded to show that he understood.

"Everything is fine on my side, you can ask Qiu Weiran on his side."

A certain teenager raised his head in surprise: Why did others explain it so clearly, but when it came to him, he simply said "everything is fine"?

——What about the company?What about the student union?You can also talk about the little jokes in class!

director!This unscientific!

"Yu Zhen," Moss' voice suddenly sank, magnetic and doting, "The flowers on Moshang are blooming, but they can return slowly."

Yu Zhen was still immersed in the slander of "everything is fine", he was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and after two seconds he came to his senses, "Puff" laughed out loud: "In a few days it will be completely 'chrysanthemums, wounds all over the ground', Where did the flowers on the Moshang come from?"

Moss didn't take it seriously, and curved his lips: "Listen."

"???" Listen to what?

The work eighteen on the screen stepped back for a certain distance, exposing the upper body.Then slowly move the microphone to the position of the heart.

Even so, he couldn't actually hear the beating of the other party's heart, but for some reason, Yu Zhen seemed to hear the sound of flowers blooming in his own heart.

In a daze, a whisper came from the opposite side: "I am waiting for you to return with joy."

"!!!"

Yu Zhen's complexion was crimson, and his heart kept pounding.

——This person's poisonous voice is already a natural skill, and he has even acquired such a high-level magic as mind reading.

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#Next, let's go back to sugar sprinkling time. #

#By the way, I would like to mention the questions in Chapter 32 Su Sui Nian. #

#Q: So kids give up building altogether? #

#A: That must be impossible.Brackets laugh. #