Holding the money bag in his hand and feeling the weight, Lucien felt a little excited and surging, just like on earth, when he had a monthly salary of one thousand yuan and the house price was at this level, he suddenly got
A huge sum of more than 300,000 yuan, so even though Lucien was able to remain calm after being tempered by so many things, he still had a lot of mood swings, not to mention that this money also represented Lucien's short-term
The hope of rapid improvement in internal self-protection strength.
"It seems that I am also a half-money addict." Lucien laughed at himself, said goodbye to Hank, and walked to the music library on the second floor. After all, he had known Pierre for more than two months, and he could barely be considered a friend.
, you still have to tell him before leaving the library.
Hank watched Lucien's mood change and forcefully maintained his composure. He smiled and shook his head, thinking it was normal, and muttered: "It's great to be young and talented." If Lucien had to deal with so many Jintalers, he smiled and shook his head.
If he doesn't even pay attention to him, or if his expression doesn't change like a dead person, Hank will think he is very weird.
The amount originally given to Lucien was supposed to be thirty-four gold talers, but as usual, Lucien clearly didn't ask, and Hank certainly wouldn't mention it himself.
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In the music library, Pierre was sitting behind a wooden cabinet in a daze, with two newspapers spread out in front of him.
"Good morning, Pierlu." Lucien walked over and said hello.
Pierre seemed to be awakened from a dream, and looked at the person in front of him in confusion: "Lucien..." As soon as he read out his name, Pierre's face darkened, "Maybe I should call you Mr. Evans."
This attitude was beyond Lucien's expectation. After more than two months of getting along, Lucien had a relatively good understanding of Pierre's character. He didn't think he was stupid or blindly arrogant. Even though he was jealous in his heart,
Nor will it be obvious: "Pierre?"
"You guys, why are you playing the piano like this? Do you know how to play the harpsichord?!" Pierlu said with gritted teeth, looking at Lucien with disgust in his dark brown eyes.
Lucien's heart moved and he lowered his head to look at the two newspapers placed in front of Pierre.
This is the "Music Review" and "Symphony Herald" that were just printed and released today. There is a review about Victor's Piano Concerto in the open space.
Lucien didn't need to look carefully. The two newspapers that had been stored in the Soul Library during a cursory browsing had already found the corresponding articles.
The second half of these two articles both discuss Victor's fingering techniques when playing the piano. One thinks that it brings out the characteristics of this new instrument and is a commendable improvement, while the other thinks that it goes against many great music in the past.
The classic fingering method that has been gradually formed after countless performances by famous musicians and famous musicians is a betrayal of tradition and music. The so-called improvements have no idea why they are improvements.
He understood the meaning of Pierlu's words, but Lucien still didn't understand why he reacted so fiercely. Isn't this kind of thing an issue that only gentlemen would argue about?
"Do you understand the art of harpsichord playing?" Pierre asked again.
"Piano, harpsichord..." When Lucien heard this sentence, he suddenly remembered that Pierre had introduced a book he had read, "The Art of Harpsichord Playing", after knowing that he was learning piano.
He carefully pulled out this book from the Soul Library and looked at the cover carefully: "Author: Antonio Sandor?"
"Pierre, who is Mr. Antonio Sandor?" Lucien asked somewhat clearly.
Pierre was stunned for a moment, and then said with pride: "He is my father, a great harpsichord player. I cannot tolerate you destroying his art."
Lucien didn't want to argue with him about these things, so he pressed down with his right hand: "The criterion for evaluating the quality of fingering is the expressiveness of the music. Let time prove it. Okay, Pierlu, I will leave the library starting today.
Already."
But Pierlu didn't want to let Lucien go, and said with great disgust: "I misjudged you, Lucien. You are a person who thinks you have musical talent and squanders it at will, and doesn't respect tradition. If you can't give up your playing
If you play fingering, you will only go further and further down the wrong path and lose your reputation as a genius."
He originally wanted to say something, but seeing Pierre's firm and stubborn attitude, Lucien gave up and turned around. This kind of thing was unconvincing.
"I thought I would become friends with Pierre." Lucien sighed inwardly when he left the music library. Not every good person he meets can become his friend. Most of them just become friends after a brief encounter.
They drifted apart for various reasons.
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Since the concert ended successfully yesterday, Victor announced that future studies will return to normal Monday to Friday, and after being busy for such a long time, both Victor, Lott, Phyllis, and Herodotus need to relax and rest.
Today was Sunday, and I needed to go to church for worship, so the piano room on the fourth floor was empty, so Lucien, who wanted to talk to Phyllis, couldn't find anyone.
"Perhaps we should go to Felice's house in the aristocratic district to find her in the afternoon..." Lucien put his money bag away and seriously considered coming to see Felice. With excuses and reasons, it would be normal to be more urgent."
But how to convince her? With Kintaler, or something else?"
Worried about this matter, Lucien returned to the lobby on the first floor and asked Elena if there were any garden villas for rent in Jisu District.
House rentals are generally inquired and handled at the city hall or the Adventurer's Guild, but Gisu District is mainly populated by musicians, performers, and musicians, so the rental of houses in this district is coordinated by the Musicians Association.
After Elena's careful introduction and analysis, Lucien took a fancy to the two-story garden villa at No. 116 in Jisu District. It belonged to an ordinary musician. He received an invitation from a certain viscount in the Kingdom of Syracuse to serve as a musician.
The consultant entrusted the association to rent out the house. The location was relatively remote and the rent was one quintal per year.
Lucien, who was about to go and take a look at the villa, then decided on the villa. Seeing that it was almost ten o'clock, he decided to leave the association and go back to continue dealing with the things hidden in the villa. He stopped by when he went to find Phyllis in the afternoon.
"Mr. Evans, good-bye." Elena smiled coquettishly, and Casey bowed cautiously.
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As soon as he returned to the Aderjan district, Lucien noticed that many neighbors gathered outside Aunt Alisa's house, chatting in low voices just like the last time John became an official knight's attendant.
Because they worship in the morning, these poor people who are busy from morning to night have a rare short rest during the day.
After Lucien's mental strength increased, his ears seemed to have become sharper. At the door of his cabin, he vaguely heard them saying "Joel", "invitation", "move out"... and other words, and his heart suddenly shook.
As soon as I moved, I had an inexplicable and bad premonition, so I turned around and walked outside Aunt Alisa's house.
"Hey, Roy, what are you talking about?" Lucien asked a neighbor he knew.
The neighbor named Roy was doing hard work all year round, and the thirty-year-old man was obviously old. He didn't know about Lucien becoming the princess's music consultant, so he said with a smile: "Lucien, Joel, he finally
Fortunately, before the church service, I was invited by a noble lord to work as a house musician in his territory. Seeing how he was smiling from ear to ear and hurriedly taking Alisa and Alvin away after paying homage, the reward must be very generous.
.
"By the way, Lucien, it is said that it was because you became famous and became a musician that the noble lord felt that Joel, who taught you music since childhood, was very talented, so he invited him to be a family musician." Another one.
The neighbor, a middle-aged aunt named Liz, looked at Lucien with sharp eyes, "Is this true? Have you really become a musician?"
"Something's wrong!" Lucien smelled a strange smell and asked quickly, "Which noble invited Uncle Joel?"
Even if a noble really invited Joel because he became famous and became the princess's music consultant, they would not leave in such a hurry. Even if they had no time to inform John who was out of town in the morning, they would definitely tell themselves.
This is definitely not like Joel's behavior, nor is it the noble's purpose. If he doesn't tell himself, what's the benefit of inviting Joel?
Aunt Liz and several other neighbors shook their heads at the same time: "How dare we ask the noble man's name? Looking at the dress he is wearing and the attendants and servants he brings, we know he must be a noble man."
The more Lucien thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. He suppressed his impatience and worry and asked calmly: "Aunt Liz, did you see clearly what that noble looked like? Also, did he or Uncle Joel leave anything for me?
What words or note did you write?"
"How dare we look directly at the face of the noble gentleman? All we know is that he is a very elegant old gentleman with completely white hair. He is wearing a black dress and carrying a cane. His attendants are all in their twenties.
, a very mighty strong man..." Roy mainly described the entourage of the "noble". Although he described it in great detail, if you think about it carefully, you will find that they have no obvious characteristics. They are different from the market area and adventurers.
Yes, you can meet dozens or hundreds of strong men in a day in a tavern.
And Aunt Liz thought about it seriously: "Joel asked me to tell you and John, don't worry about him. When he arrives, he will ask someone to bring you news."
"Don't you have anything else to say?" Lucien asked, suppressing his anxiety.
"No." All the neighbors shook their heads.
Lucien took a few deep breaths to calm himself down a little, and first looked for any clues before informing John that this group of people must have some purpose and would definitely leave information.
The door of Alisa's house was locked tightly, but Lucien had a spare key to their house, so he walked quickly to his cabin under the strange looks of the neighbors.
Opening the door of the cabin, Lucien immediately noticed something was wrong. This was a keen feeling brought about by strong soul and mental power.
"It seems like someone has come in, because he didn't erase his breath and traces, he just let them disappear quickly and naturally."
If Lucien was not a formal magic apprentice, he would definitely not have noticed this anomaly.
Lucien took a closer look and saw a white letter lying quietly on his desk.