I play the piano in the comprehensive world

The history of Shier and Ping'an's fights began when they met. The lone spell killer probably won't forget that the damned cat gave him a headbutt when he met him, and it hit him right back.

It was the third time in his life that he lost a fight.The first time he didn't win, he knew that he would die if he didn't resist, and he would die if he couldn't win. The second time he didn't win, he really almost died and had to sell himself to survive. The third time was like this cat!

Shier has never suffered such a big loss until now!What made him even more angry was that he found that Ping An had become stronger.

In terms of reaction speed and strength, it can no longer be regarded as a cat.

But it doesn't matter, there are so many strange things around the stinky brat, such as his storage bag, the magic spirit, and now I don't know what it is.

The two cats played from early morning to morning, until the sun came out, and they didn't stop until they were tired.

Damn scheming cat!

Shi Er spat out the cat hair in his mouth, and only now did he have time to think about what happened today: that huge existence gave him a very familiar feeling, but he couldn't remember it all at once.

The cat stopped and went, and only returned to the high school in the afternoon.Yidi feeds him knowledgeably and interestingly, comes with a grooming package, and serves Shi Er comfortably. When he was half asleep and half awake, he suddenly remembered a pair of purple eyes, and woke up: Damn, that’s not the feeling of a kid’s parent. !

Damn, why does he have so many parents!

Yi Dizhi looked at Uncle Mao Liyu with a dazed expression, jumping up and down, cursing and walking away.

Thinking of Culolido, Shi'er felt uncomfortable lying down.

He ran to the side of the black-haired kid, and jumped onto his shoulders nimbly, just like what Ping An had done in the past.Xia Youjie suddenly felt something crawling up his body, and he threw a curse spirit over with his hands. Maomao swung his paw in a cool and aggressive way, and the low-level curse spirit disappeared before it could make a sound.

Xia You was flattered: "What happened to the winter solstice?"

The sudden change of attitude of an unloving cat always makes people feel that they have other plans.

"Did you cause trouble and dare not let Xiao Jing know?"

fart!

Shi Er burst out a series of national curses, and hit Xia You on the cheek with his paw.From Xia You's point of view, the cat with one paw and one curse spirit just made various meowing sounds, and then pressed his paws on his face to act like a spoiled child.

No fingernails stick out yet.

So cute.

Wujo Wu curled his lips, his eyes seemed to see through all the truth, "Shener took the initiative to help."

Shi Er flew over with a sharp eye, as if he was about to jump over Xia You's shoulder and hit him.Gojo Satoru made a grimace, not at all afraid of this big cat who is strong on the outside but does nothing on the inside.Only Xia Youjie didn't know anything, he was used to Wujo Satoru's naive way of arguing with cats.

Xia Youjie wanted to scratch Shi Er's chin, but was pushed away by the angry big cat and snorted.

"It's just right, it's too easy to attract attention when we go in, and the cat is just right." Gojo Satoru's words have a deep meaning: "The laboratory that makes the sky and the curse, please!"

Heaven and curse.

Tian and Tyrant were upset when they heard this name.

With the addition of the spell killer, and the night moth bringing his curse skeleton as a support, Wujo Wu and his group's plan advanced incredibly quickly.The unified world of conservatives split into two opposing factions. The reformist faction based in Tokyo High School and the conservative faction based in Kyoto High School officially began to confront each other.The former was supported by a large number of free magicians and small magic families, while the latter was supported by magic families and fell into chaos due to high-level changes.

……

Another band practice, their last practice before New Years.

The upcoming holiday has made everyone lazy, and the atmosphere of the band has relaxed again, but the dog rolls the thorns, or the dog rolls—

"Liar! Why is your performance so different this time from the last time!"

"It's just that we haven't seen each other for two days, isn't it two months?"

The members of the orchestra were taken aback, and suddenly woke up from their New Year's dreams, complaining one after another.

Only the chief and conductor of the orchestra are relatively sober.

Qianqiu Shinichi praised: "This is indeed a dog rolling a thorn."

Takahashi Noriko frowned: "The performance has changed, and the orchestra has to change accordingly."

Each of them is the pride of heaven, and no one wants to admit that they are worse than the other. A group of musicians are like small trains filled with coal. There are no snacks, games and love in the free time of the New Year. It is all practice. , practice and practice.

When Hugh Liegemann flew back from Germany to listen to the orchestra's practice, he didn't show it on the surface, but afterwards he found a German violinist.

Haydn saw that his nose was still not his nose, his eyes were not his eyes, and it was about the orchestra, so he reluctantly sat down and chatted with him.

"It really shocked me, these children are much more capable than I thought."

It's not as exaggerated as a reborn, but the playing style is indeed more atmospheric than the last time he listened to it.Considering their age, the hardest part of Bei Jiu has been overcome with their hard work.

"Of course the most surprising thing is Xiao Jing." Hugh Liegeman laughed, "I can't wait to know what the performance will look like when it's finished. It's so interesting."

Haydn was of course also surprised by his changes, but as a teacher, he had to consider more practical issues: "The current orchestra has not been able to keep up, and the version he wants to play is too..."

This is also where he struggled.

He has shown such talent at such a young age, what awaits him in the future will not be flowers and applause.

"Well," said Hugh Legerman indifferently, "that's the way it is. Don't you think the current orchestra is too boring? The London Philharmonic is like this, the Berlin Philharmonic is also more conservative than before, and the Paris Philharmonic There is still a little bit of feeling under Pettit's efforts, but he is only the chief."

From his willingness to cooperate with Goujuanjing in Barcelona, ​​it can be seen that the French chief is not a person who sticks to the rules. He has his ideas and rhythms and is willing to bring new changes to the orchestra.

However, there are too few things that an orchestra chief can change.

The conductor counted several of the top orchestras in the world, and they all tended to be conservative, not to mention the smaller orchestras below.

"The orchestra is not as interesting as it used to be."

Haydn frowned, disapproving, "It is our fault to let a young and immature musician change the music world."

The only thing Gou Juanjing can claim is the title of Champion of Barcelona. If he is too bold, he will become the target of public criticism. The responsible Germans cannot sit back and watch such things happen.

"That would destroy him."

But Hugh Legman said: "I don't think Jingle is that vulnerable."

Such irresponsible words made Haydn glaring at him.

The conductor raised his hands in surrender: "Isn't it because you and I are still here... Besides, that little guy's teacher may not sit idly by."

The student who has been carefully cultivated for so many years may not be able to make him an "excellent pianist" and be done.

Those few people from the romantic club... who didn't come out one by one like this.

It is because of such rebelliousness that the current situation is caused.

Haydn didn't let go: "This kind of speculation..."

"Liszt has arranged a large number of tours this year," said Hudgerman. The news seemed irrelevant, but Haydn was taken aback: "Germany, Austria, Britain, Italy... This year, the scope of his activities has become larger. I heard that they still want to come to Asia for activities, but you also know that it is impossible."

At this point in time, after such news broke out, it is difficult to say whether there is any coincidence in it.

But it is such a vague connection that will also bring huge attention to Gou Juan Jing.

This time, it wasn't the layman's attention that Alisa used to attract, but the real attention from the industry.

"In any case, this performance is no longer a small game, so it's better to take a gamble." Hugh Liegeman said with a smile: "A performance that follows the rules can't satisfy the pens of music critics."

Haydn sighed.

Hugh Regerman is a gambler. Ever since he transferred from the piano department to the conducting department, this man has gambled every step of his way up, and the scary thing is that he has won every step of the bet.

But if you think about it carefully, this guy is not just lucky.

He has more insight into what the general audience wants than anyone else, and maybe this time...

"Okay, I understand." Haydn complied, already thinking about how to bring up the band's training.

Now it's not a student band's problem, so naturally it can't be considered with the lazy attitude of a student band.

"When is the concert scheduled now?"

"At the end of May, Xiao Jing's time to submit her application for studying abroad will not be delayed."

"What about the concert venue?"

"Not yet, but I guess it's also the Tokyo Opera City Concert Hall."

The German violinist wrote down the important information in his notebook and raised his glasses. At this moment, Haydn had changed his attitude, and with a serious look, he asked Hugh Legermann to observe three seconds of silence for the little guys in the orchestra.

The Germans are serious, and it's no joke.

"Then we'll see you tomorrow in the practice room."

The conductor was dumbfounded: "Tomorrow? I won't..."

Haydn raised his glasses, the square glasses made him seem to see his devil manager.His voice was low and threatening: "Aren't you going?"

Hugh Regerman: "..."

"I'll go, I'll go, can't I go!"