"Apostle?"

Fan Ning frowned, and when retelling the confirmation, he changed the word to ancient Janus.

"Well, the Orthodox Church, the 'apostles' in the mouths of the esotericists and fatalists, the 'martyrs' in the mouths of others in the Special Patrol Office, the 'pseudo-concepts' in the eyes of most members of the school... Do you think the concept of 'apostles' exists?

Huh?" Viadlin turned around.

"I haven't thought about this question carefully..." Fan Ning answered calmly.

"Only the theology majors think much about this." Viadlin also smiled, "Well, there are no other disputes, right? I can help you resolve the little trouble between a young talented artist and a backbone of the school and the Special Patrol Office.

.”

...other entanglements?

During the moment when Fan Ning hesitated, a large number of keywords were stirred in his mind: top hat/sealing room/Fan Chenxun/Scriabin/sound series fragments/road signs/Qiming Church/Vincent/abnormality

district…

As for these scattered threads, the three most important nodes are...

——Mobile phones, secret doors, and "the old days".

Even if you are given a chance of immunity that falls from the sky, which one is a small trouble that can be solved?

"I haven't thought about it for a while." Fan Ning shook his head.

"Okay, Caroln, let's get back to the topic... I didn't expect to have such an experience at tonight's New Year's concert, especially from the perspective of an audience."

This short and casual topic ended, Viadlin twisted his fingers vigorously, and the 2-pound note, which was not made of very rigid material, spun as fast as a propeller, and then stopped in his fingers.

"I have lived to the twilight years of my life in the sense of an ignorant person. I have had many high moments, low moments, joy and sorrow, and have experienced many losses. But now I feel so comforted that I deeply feel that I don't want to leave or look forward to it.

We must be able to gather together like this for next year's New Year's Concert - I think everyone hopes so. It's really a surprise one after another... Your planning ability is even more amazing than your artistic talent."

Viadlin said at the end, turned around and followed the flow of guests into the banquet hall.

"Of course." Fan Ning accepted this affirmation without any hint of humility.

He lowered his head and straightened the white roses of the same color as his shirt on the front of his tuxedo, and then looked at the moving heads and lanterns and candles in front of him:

"I said, if there is 'joy without regrets'."

Stepping forward and stepping through the door, the noise from the guests became a little louder, and a warm wave rushed towards my face.

Along with it is the extremely tempting aroma of food, the aroma of stewed meat, fried meat and barbecue cooked with special spices, the fragrance of fruits and vegetables and the sweet aroma of pastries lingering on the tip of the nose.

Fan Ning, who was walking leisurely on the golden carpet, responded to the respect and admiration of the guests with an elegant expression.

The glass banquet hall on the top floor is a viewing balcony in terms of layout.

It's just that the depth is too spacious, reaching an astonishing 50 meters in length. Several medium-sized long tables arranged vertically are filled with shining silver tableware and wine glasses, and the entire floor-to-ceiling glass window facing outwards allows guests to

While dining, you can have an unobstructed view of the New Year's snow scene and gorgeous fireworks in Ufranser from high above.

Waiters filed in with steaming dishes. Taking advantage of this time, Fanning invited Nieman and Schillings to the stage, gave a toast and clinked glasses with them.

And the last paragraph of his speech shocked everyone again——

"...Turner Art Hall, as an old art venue that has reopened for business, has received such a great response in the first quarter. The first person to thank is naturally the distinguished guests, cooperating artists and music fans.

Because of your love and support, we just had the New Year's concert and the 'Blessings and Gifts Rain' to thank all our friends. Now, it's time to thank our own team, which will also be in the most 'sincere' way.

——”

“Now I am announcing that all staff at Woodpecker Consulting and Woodpecker Restaurant, all musicians of the Old Symphony Orchestra, and all administrative staff of Turner Art Hall will receive an additional 20 weeks of salary in the name of year-end dividends or year-end bonuses!

Children recruited by music aid programs, including affiliated choirs, will also receive living allowances based on the standard!"

"Wow!——"

At this moment, most of the people in the banquet hall jumped up from their seats with joy!

Cheers soared into the sky and rushed out of the large building, directly overpowering the sound of fireworks exploding in the sky at the same time.

Although there is a huge difference in income from the musicians, the children in the choir are also very happy. While studying off-the-job, they can also receive a large subsidy of 20 pounds in the New Year. This recognition will undoubtedly become the pride of their families.

It can also buy many things for frugal parents.

"Did I hear wrongly? Who is this other person's employer?" A lucky music fan who was invited to the table dropped the fork in his hand with a clang.

"So the first sentence means that the members of the school branch can also get the money?" Monroe, Dupont and Cyndia were carefully counting the banknotes that had recently fallen into their pockets.

As early as a few days ago, several of their members received an annual settlement dividend of an average of 1,500 pounds from the small treasury of the Ufflanser branch - for well-known reasons, the Woodpecker Restaurant's turnover hit a peak in the fourth quarter.

In view of the explosive growth, the order method of Turner Art Hall is not to place orders in small quantities, but to default to purchase them all at a 30% discount as long as they are delivered. The main problem in limiting the turnover is that it cannot do more.

Now, this year-end income will exceed the 2,000 pound mark. Even for clerical staff, the total may be three to four hundred pounds, which is equivalent to a direct reward of half a small apartment at the end of the year.

"I'm worried that he will bankrupt the restaurant. It's unnecessary..." Viadlin, who was sitting at the same table with the masters, shook his head helplessly. "The fact now is that my salary increased after I left..."

"Wouldn't the two of us get 2,000 pounds at a time?" In another seat, until ten minutes later, Kaplan thought that the result of his "playing with money and changing careers" seemed a bit unreal. This speed seemed to exceed that of his previous work in St.

The highlight of working in Taranburg's financial industry, "Hey, dear, why are you frowning?"

"This is five months of additional fixed expenses." Olga's professionalism is very strong. "Mr. Fanning is too generous. I feel that the solid foundation after several large accounts has been emptied out now."

…”

"Xi Lan, what do you think of someone like you who is both a member of a school and a member of a band?" Qiong asked doubtfully, holding a knife.

"Is this the point?" Sheeran looked at Olga who was not far away from him, showing the same thinking expression, "Well, Carolne's consistent style, at least from tonight on, the outstanding people who come to the band for interviews

Artists are really going to cross the threshold..."

"What's the drink you want to drink?" During the chat, Fan Ning was already holding an empty glass and standing in front of her with a smile.

"Freshly squeezed orange juice," Sheeran said.

The waiter behind him put the peeled sweet oranges into a silver container with a hand-cranked handle. Half a minute later, the sweet juice was squeezed into two goblets.

"Ding——" The two clinked glasses.

"I didn't expect to spend the New Year this year in this way." Sheeran's eyes smiled and her lips left the rim of the cup.

"So what you originally thought was?"

"Similar to last year when we were together."

"What did you do last year?" Joan seemed interested.

"I didn't do anything..." Xilan was stunned.

"Clink your drinks." Fan Ning came to Qiong.

"Can it be red wine?" Joan asked hesitantly.

"One of the most conventional options, but why are you drinking all of a sudden?"

"According to... it is said that socializing through drinking is more likely to make things happen..."

"What do you want to talk about?"

"Next year's chamber music performance plan, can I perform some works with you?"

"Ding——" Fan Ning asked after clinking glasses, "Why do you say it so seriously?"

“The first variation of Choral Fantasy in C minor makes me feel good.”

"Okay." After Fan Ning drank a small square of red wine, he walked through several guests with a pen, met with an official from the cultural department, and inquired about the trend of the new quarter's band rankings.

He stood in the crowd and was lost in thought for a while, and then he saw Roy standing in a corner of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking through the crowd and looking directly at him.

"An improved version of the 'Smoking Bishop'?" Fan Ning walked over and asked with a smile.

"No, elderflower water."

"Is this a summer drink?"

"My favorite drink after summer." Roy, wearing a bright red dress, shook the empty cup in his hand.

The attendant pushed the cart over, and while pouring the glasses, she asked again: "You seem a little worried?"

Fan Ning thought for a while and asked: "Does Miss Roy believe that there is such a concept as fate in the world?"

"Fate?" She tilted her head in confusion.

"The ending is not dependent on free will." Fan Ning explained.

"For example, are you destined to gain, or are you destined to lose?"

"Count it as one."

The girl blinked her eyelashes when she heard this, lowered her head to sniff the fragrant liquid in the cup, and asked aloud:

“Do fatalists look at traffic lights when crossing railroad tracks?

Fan Ning's inquiring smile hovered on his face, he blinked first, and then continued to blink.

The other party was also looking at him and blinking.

"Is this why you drink summer drinks on such a cold day?" Fan Ning finally shook his head and smiled.

Roy chuckled and raised the glass in his hand.
To be continued...