Silent Crown Chapter 232: Little ghosts are hard to come by
. "What's wrong? So loud?"
On the second floor, Leo walked out of the office and glared at the guards: "How did you do it?"
"Not us. Net"
The guard shook his head blankly and looked at the crazy woman downstairs who had been suppressed by several people: "Jennifer suddenly went crazy. I don't know why I started screaming and called your name..."
Leo froze for a moment, and suddenly had a premonition of anxiety.
When he rushed downstairs, he only saw a messy work station, and a fat woman in disheveled clothes was crushed on the ground, glaring at him, screaming and cursing something.
In the chaos, there was a white-haired young man sitting on a chair with his legs crossed, watching from a distance regardless of his own matter, whistling, and very comfortable.
"She is crazy, Mr. Leo..."
The guard approached helplessly and showed him the tooth marks on his arm: "The dead woman bite so hard, ***!"
Leo understood everything as soon as he saw Ye Qingxuan. After checking Jennifer's appearance, he had already determined that this woman had fallen into illusion.
In the young man's hand, the silver ring released a faint light. He cocked his legs, watching this farce, and humming softly in his mouth:
"Ah, I saw three suns in the sky, they are also looking at me, as if they knew me..."
Although he felt anxious and frustrated, Leo was mocking in his heart: After all, he was a kid who had never seen the world before, and he got it to such a degree with a little excitement.
Unexpectedly, violated the ban of the Musician Association and used the movement in the Musician Association?
Zhengchou has no excuse to clean him up!
"Enough!"
Leo lowered his head and looked down at him coldly: "You use the movement in the Musician Association without authorization, do you know how serious the consequences are?"
"To be honest, if you want to speak the rules, I welcome them. After all, I am more familiar with the rules here than you." Ye Qingxuan is still calm and calm. He raised his head and looked up at him, but his eyes seemed to be overlooking:
"The use of music in the Musician Association depends on the severity of the plot divided by 30,000 pounds, and a fine of 400,000 pounds or less. The musician’s license will be revoked for one year. If serious consequences such as death are caused, the Holy City will special trial.
But I don’t have a musician’s license. You don’t have to revoke it if you want to revoke it.
If it's fine. It did not seem to have caused any casualties, just caused riots. I suggest that you follow the precedents of other local associations and impose a minimum fine of 30,000 pounds. If it is too high, I can go to the Holy City to appeal.
Well, isn't your expression very good-looking? Don't worry, I just pay the money. "
Speaking, the boy took out a holy emblem from his arms, but Leo's expression became extremely ugly. I patted the holy emblem handed over by the young man:
"Do you think it's as simple as that? Do you think you know the rules of the Musician Association?" His expression was gloomy: "Don't forget, I'm up to it to deal with you!"
"No, no, no."
Ye Qingxuan waved his hand and smiled and said, "You are not the one who decides how to deal with it. Mr. Bayer, the head of the local association, said it. Where is he? I can't wait to get the ticket. It's..."
The young man's words made Leo's expression suddenly change. Only now did he discover the young man's real purpose: from the beginning of his use of movements. Just to be able to bypass the hearings of the Musicians Association and directly meet the person in charge Bayer!
When I found that the clerk was deliberately stuck on his progress. He didn't intend to follow their rhythm.
From ancient times to the present, from the East to the West, the truth is the same.
Hell is good to see, the little devil is difficult to deal with.
If you can't see it through normal procedures, you can only use special methods.
For an instant, Leo's expression was a little flustered. But soon, it was replaced by gloomy.
"Come here! Guard!" He looked at the teenager coldly: "Drag me out of this guy who deliberately disrupted the order! Blacklisted and permanently deprived of qualifications to enter the Musician Association!"
"Really?"
Behind him, a puzzled voice sounded: "What happened, it's so lively, I can hear the voice downstairs in the office."
Leo was taken aback. The color changed immediately, and he turned his head to look behind him: "Mr. Bayer?"
In an instant, he also felt that he had hallucinations, but the blond boy with a treacherous smile and leaning against Bayer suddenly made him realize.
"I already know what specific things are."
Bayer patted him on the shoulder, motioned him to step away, and walked to the boy: "A fine of five thousand pounds for deliberately disturbing the order."
He never mentioned anything about the use of movement, and even followed Leo's words to finalize the nature of the event.
"I know, I pay, I pay."
Ye Qingxuan took out the holy emblem from his pocket and showed a **** smile like Charles: "But, do you always take time to chat with us?"
Bayer looked down at them and sighed: "Come to my second floor lounge. I hope you two will make my hall like this, not to find me for tea."
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Five minutes later, Bayer was sitting in the lounge, looking ugly as if he had seen a ghost.
"Are you sure?"
"I'm sure." Ye Qingxuan pushed the box in front of him: "All the materials, attachments, and related evidence are here.
Ingmar thought he burned our house, so we would have no manuscripts and no way to do the age test. But he didn't know, I had read the manuscript a long time ago.
I copied it again last night, and there was nothing wrong with a punctuation mark. If you need it, I can attach an interpreted version of Ingmar for comparison. "
"No." Bayer shook his head: "His manuscript...I have read it."
He picked up the manuscript with a gloomy expression and turned it page by page. At the end, he put down the manuscript, lit a cigarette, and started smoking.
"Are you guys really coming to me for tea?" He whispered, feeling a little broken: "Why the **** I am so unlucky?
If you are unlucky enough to be assigned to the ghost place of Angru, An Anfen has nothing to do with nothing, so how come there are people who want to make big news in two days or two? "
He was in pain, of course he was in pain, and he was in pain.
Ingmar's manuscript was originally verified by Hermes, and it was reported by him, but once it came out, it would definitely be another scandal that shocked the entire academic world.
You said, if you don't rely on the front and back, why did there come a new year's drama, a celebration of the new year?
"Ye Qingxuan, Charles."
He smoked cigarettes and looked at them seriously: "Once this matter is reported, it is no small matter. There may be other solutions.
You think carefully, are you sure you want to appeal? "
"Don't think about it anymore, I thought about it for five minutes last night."
Ye Qingxuan said lightly: "Since I was sixteen, there are not many things worth considering for more than five minutes."
Looking at the determination in his eyes, Bayer suddenly had a toothache.
"Okay."
He reached out and picked up Ye Qingxuan's complaint material: "I..."
"Wait!"
Beside, Leo, who had been silent with a blue face, suddenly held down the document and looked at Bayer, acting like a business man:
"This matter was originally an internal dispute at the Royal Conservatory of Music. If the Musician Association wants to intervene, they have to appeal. At least the principal's signature and written documents are required."
Bayer suddenly felt helpless: If this kind of thing is allowed by the principal, why bother these two brats? Why not make official negotiations directly?
You are clearly driving people out, right?
But before he had time to speak, Ye Qingxuan showed that **** smile again.
"I have said this sentence many times: What is still missing, can you please say it all at once. I'm going all the way to the province."
Ye Qingxuan looked at him with a sincere expression: "Are you sure you don't need anything else?"
Speaking, he took out a piece of paper from the suitcase and placed it in front of them.
On that piece of paper, Maxwell’s signature was written—it was a certificate. Inside the Musicians Association, in front of Bayer, Ye Qingxuan didn't have the guts to use illusion techniques to fool people, and that certificate was definitely not an illusion.
Leo's expression froze. He just found an excuse at random. He didn't expect that Ye Qingxuan actually got the principal's signature.
Not only him, even Charles was stunned. I didn't expect Ye Qingxuan to be so well prepared.
"Next, you will not need me to issue a certificate from the Avalon Police Department like the clerk below to prove that I am myself?"
The boy's rhetorical question was like a slap in the face, making his expression twitching, and he got up angrily and left.
Bayer sympathetically watched him leave angrily, and shrugged to the young man: "To be honest, I am annoying him too, but there is no way. The forest has grown up and there are all kinds of birds.
And without his family, the operation of the association in the local area would really be a little problematic. "
Ye Qingxuan smiled and said nothing.
Bayer sighed helplessly.
"Then I will accept this appeal on behalf of the association."
He sighed, picked up the information, got up and said: "This matter involves too much, you need to wait for me for a while."
Ye Qingxuan smiled and waved to him: "Okay, go back quickly~"
Bayer's expression twitched, and he sighed and left.
When there was silence in the whole lounge~IndoMTL.com~Charle looked around and confirmed that there was no surveillance, then approached curiously and asked in a low voice:
"From last night until now, you have stayed with me, where did your principal sign your signature?"
Ye Qingxuan smiled, "Do you remember that the principal specially approved Lao Fei to become an honorary member of the Music History Department?"
Charlton was a little confused: "No way?"
"I just copied a copy, prepared for it."
Ye Qingxuan spread his hands, "Anyway, he won't really have to ask the principal about this kind of thing, right? Well, I actually quietly engraved the school's official seal..."
"..."
Charles are completely speechless.
There is a **** saying, "How bold are people and how productive is the land", but he didn't expect that his junior is really muffled to death, even the school official seal dare to copy! (To be continued.).
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