Silent Crown Chapter 74: Classical School

　　 Not far from the upper city, a luxurious carriage stopped in front of them.

　　 There is a tall, burly steed pulling a cart in front, with a long mane like a flame waving in the wind. The carriage is decorated with gilt ornaments and reliefs, and is decorated with intricate silver patterns, which almost shines in the setting sun.

The door of the 　　 carriage was pushed open from the inside. In the carriage, someone looked at them and smiled.

　　 "Good day, two gentlemen, what a coincidence."

　　 Ye Qingxuan thought it was Edmund who came to find the fault, but he was stunned when he saw the people in the carriage.

　　In the carriage, a man who looked like a young man stepped on the cashmere carpet, the sterling silver cane was thrown on the ground casually, and the ruby ​​on the tip of the rod gave off a lonely light.

　　 He has waist-length blond hair and looks like a girl, but most of the girls are not as beautiful as him, nor do they have the heartbreaking handsomeness.

　　 Ye Qingxuan thought Shire was handsome before, but he was not the same face as the face in front of him. Compared with the stubborn brother, there is always a kind of yin in his eyes that seems to come from the ancient well and the ice cellar, which makes people dare not look down.

　　 Besides, with such a flamboyant style, such a money-burning dress and dress, Ye Qingxuan knew only one person in Avalon as a whole...

　　"Boss?"

　　 He looked at the man in the carriage in amazement, but he didn't expect to meet again here.

　　 The mysterious owner of the watch shop, and the imperial knight whose name is the same as the great artist Hermes hundreds of years ago, smiled triumphantly after hearing Ye Qingxuan's mistake.

　　"It’s been a long time since you were admitted to the academy, Xiao Ye Zi!"

　　He waved his hand affectionately: "Walk in a little closer, yes, is this your friend? Looks like a handsome boy, you also have new friends, so I am pleased."

　　 Looking at the two people’s blank expressions, he smiled: "Are you interested in going to the store for a cup of coffee? Recently, the store has been renovated and will soon reopen. Two visitors will come, maybe for me Bring some popularity.

　　I have some good products from Burgundy here. My coffee, I guarantee you can't find a second one in Avalon. "

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　　 half an hour later, in the watch shop after renovation.

　　 Ye Qingxuan and Charles sit behind the table like good babies, with coffee cups in their hands.

　　 "Oh? It turned out to be like this, you guys are doing well."

　　Hermes, who has been aware of the situation, nodded, "Your teacher is Mr. Abraham? I have heard of some musicians who seem to be retired from the army, right? Musicians with military backgrounds are rare these days. Now, you have to cherish the opportunity, Ye Ye."

　　 Ye Qingxuan can only nod.

　　 In front of this mysterious and neurotic boss, he always felt that his IQ was not enough. But after getting used to his strange thinking, you will feel that this guy is unexpectedly a good person.

　　Charr also rarely became honest, just drooling at the other antique clocks in the shop.

　　 Ye Qingxuan coughed awkwardly, then lowered his head to drink coffee.

　　 I don’t know why, he always thinks the taste of this coffee is weird, a cat smell...Is this the taste of fine coffee? It seems something is wrong.

　　 "I thought you would definitely not pass the exam."

　　Hermes sat in his large chair, put his feet on the table, rudely found the most comfortable position for him, and said leisurely:

　　"The last time an Oriental entered the Royal Conservatory of Music, it was 20 years ago. But that guy is different from you. He was invited to be a professor.

　　 is really interesting. In the heart of the Anglo Empire where the sun never sets, in the highest school of music academy, there is an unidentified oriental as the vice-principal..."

　　"Vice principal?!" Ye Qingxuan was dumbfounded.

　　 "That's right. Unfortunately, I left for a few years later, and he disappeared after returning."

　　 Hermes shook his head and sighed, "It's a pity that I didn't even catch up with that guy's wedding banquet. I heard that after getting married, I quit my job and went to my own two-person world. It's enviable and enviable. !"

　　 "Boss, do you remember his name?" Ye Qingxuan asked carefully.

　　 "Why should I remember a man's name?" Hermes rolled his eyes to look at him: "Employee number one, don't underestimate your boss!"

　　"Uh. Boss, you are underestimated in a weird place."

　　 Hermes sighed: "Hey, anyway, the Oriental seems to have made a big mess at the end. Don't follow him, Ye Zi."

　　 Ye Qingxuan sighed and asked, "Is there nothing more detailed?"

　　"It depends on the records in your school. Doesn't the average teacher always have files backed up in the library?"

　　The boy shook his head: "Unfortunately, the school library is not open to students."

　　 "In fact, there is a way if you want to see it."

　　Beside, Charles said: "As long as you can become the head of the grade, you can choose one day. Enter the library and check the confidentiality level 4 or lower. It includes the introductory scores of each school, and the number is below the resonance level. Notes and information...

　　 Of course, if you are so painful that you have to go to the school’s personnel file, you have not said that you can’t do it. "

　　 Ye Qingxuan was taken aback: "The chief of grade? How to be?"

　　 "Who is more handsome than... it's strange." Charles spread his hands: "The chief of the grade, of course it was shot. You defeated everyone, you are the chief of the grade!"

　　 "Is there no regulations?" Ye Qingxuan asked.

　　 Charles rolled his eyes: "Put the flag in public to challenge, ten rounds of victory, pay attention, it is ten consecutive rounds. This is the method of a musician, don’t think about it.

　　 Now you have no chance at all, right? Wait at least half a year before talking! "

　　 Ye Qingxuan pondered for a long time, and said softly:

　　 "It doesn't sound difficult. It just happened to solve Edmund and them all at once."

　　 "...you are so confident, my friend!"

　　 Charles no longer knows whether he is whimsical or overpowered.

　　 "Don't I challenge the chief, will they not be able to fight on wheels?"

　　"……"

　　 "Oh, young people have fighting spirit, so good."

　　 Hermes clapped his hands, his gaze swept across Ye Qingxuan's chest, and he paused.

　　 Suddenly, he got up straight from the chair, and he stood on the table so strangely. Ye Qingxuan only felt that he had hallucinations, but Hermes stepped on the table, took a step forward, ran his fingers across his chest, his tail finger dexterously hooked the pocket watch chain, pulled out the pocket watch in his pocket, and dropped it. Into his hands.

　　Should you say that you are the boss? Even if you step on the table and grab something from someone else's arms, you can do it as graceful as picking flowers for the noble lady during a spring outing...

　　 Hermes looked at the pocket watch in his hand, and his expression suddenly became complicated: "I miss it...Where did you pick it up?"

　　 "Uh, from a friend."

　　 Ye Qingxuan was a little embarrassed, took off his pocket watch, and let him look at it. Hermes stroked the lines on it, and seemed to smile happily: "If Ye Ziyou like pocket watches, I'll give you a few more."

Said 　　, he pointed to the display stand behind the counter, the row of valuable antique pocket watches above: "Just treat it as a late meeting, you can choose whatever you want."

　　Charle is overjoyed: "Then I'm welcome!"

　　 A cane knocked on his forehead, he whimpered and shut up. Hermes looked at him with a smile: "This is employee welfare, you don't count it."

　　 "How about it, have you chosen it?"

　　 Hermes pointed to his collection: "These are all good things in my collection."

　　 "No need for this."

　　 Ye Qingxuan waved his hands awkwardly: "They are all very expensive, besides, I haven't done much work."

　　 "啧."

　　 Hermes curled his lips and sat back in his place.

　　 With his **** sandwiching the bracelet, he watched the rotating pocket watch coiled around his fingertips, muttering in a low voice: "Then there is no way to recycle it... Such a bad work, it should be It was destroyed as a black history."

　　 "What?" Ye Qingxuan asked.

　　 "Nothing!"

　　 Hermes squeezed out a smile: "Since I happened to bump into it, I am in a good mood today, so I will help you change it."

　　 said, before Ye Qingxuan nodded, he threw the timepiece into the air.

　　 Ye Qingxuan opened his mouth and snapped his fingers.

　　 In an instant, the faint whispering and singing voice came from the void, and in an instant it changed from extremely subtle to extremely brilliant. The sound of countless musical instruments contrasted with the sacred singing, turned into thunder, and passed by everyone's ears!

　　 Among the countless chanting voices, an old male voice chanted softly: "Time, please stop, because you are so beautiful..."

　　 So everything is still.

　　 It's like everything is frozen in the air, and a drop of "amber" falling from the sky encloses the entire shop in it. Therefore, all changes have been forcibly stopped, and the rushing river of time has ceased to condense.

　　Scourge Grade Score-"Faust", the fourth act, this begins!

　　 "Dear friend, all theories are gray, but the tree of life is evergreen."

　　 Like Mephistopheles in the form of a devil in the music score, Hermes smiled and stretched out his hand and tapped it on the pocket watch in mid-air. So in an instant, the pocket watch was taken apart layer by layer.

　　 from the outside to the inside, from the case to the complex and detailed movement......

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　　 It was like taking a nap, Ye Qingxuan blinked and saw the pocket watch fall from the air and returned to Hermes' hands.

　　 "Promise, give it back to you."

　　 Hermes, as if a prank succeeded, smiled happily: "Just kidding, don't care."

　　 "...Can I say I am used to it?"

　　 Ye Qingxuan's remnant thoughts.

　　 "Ah, by the way, I almost forgot that there is another thing here."

　　 Hermes got up with a cane, and then went all the way through boxes and cabinets, making the floor messy. Ye Qingxuan dullly watched him constantly rummaging for something until finally, kicking a heavy suitcase down from the attic.

　　 The old suitcase seems to have some thoughts, it is covered with dust.

　　 When I lived here before, Ye Qingxuan put the bed board directly on it, and didn't even want to open it to see what was in this dead box.

　　 Now that the suitcase fell to the ground, the old hardened leather was broken open with a big mouth, exuding the strong musty smell of neglected books.

　　 "Now, don't say the boss won't help you."

　　 Hermes knocked on the suitcase with his cane, "You pick some copies of this garbage and take it away."

　　 "What is this?"

　　 Hermes smiled: "Guess?"

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　　 Ten minutes later, the burly Seton opened the door and saw the squally wind passing by and the mess on the ground. Hermes was sitting in the pile of things drinking coffee leisurely." Yo, Seton, are you back?"

　　 Seton’s expression became more ugly, "What weird thing did you do again?"

　　 "Where, I just thought of some strange things from the previous collection, I took them out and put them away, and then discarded them."

　　 Hearing Hermes speaking so calmly, Seton curled his lips, picked up a book that was about to rot from the ground, and squatted:

　　"Notes...Equal temperament...Record...What is this?"

　　 "Oh, the old textbook that was eliminated by the times."

　　 Hermes was full of emotion: "Some records that should have been buried in old paper, or that are'worthless' to many people now. Collection addiction is really bad. How did I talk to squirrels? Same, do you move home when you see something?"

　　 "Speaking of people!"

　　 "Okay, okay."

　　 Hermes sighed: "You know, the existing musician system is built on the foundation created by the ‘equal law’, right?

　　 Compared with the previous rules, the "Equal Law" has built a brand-new open system. Well, both the operability and the ease of use are many times more than unknown in the past.

　　 is based on this, to build a system that appears in the familiar ‘ninth order of musicians’ and so on.

　　 Then, here comes the problem...Before the "Equal Law" appeared, how did the musicians, or the people who were still called ‘wizards’ at that time, cast their spells? "

　　 "Rely on it?" Seton looked at the completely moldy thing in his hand.

　　 "Yes."

　　 Hermes nodded: "In the latter part of the Dark Age, the theoretical foundation of musicians was not perfect~IndoMTL.com~The seven major factions had not yet formed. At that time, it was still in the'classical period', and there was no'etheric induction theory'. Statement.

　　 The mainstream doctrine at the time was the ‘chaos theory’, that is, the principle of ‘the unpredictable ether’.

　　 Although unpredictable, you can only try again and again. Therefore, the group of wizards believed that the more records they collected, the closer the calculated results were to reality.

　　 And this caused a problem.

　　-There is no simplification of the formula to form a surplus of data. "

　　"Can you think of a new musician who wants to learn a note that makes a fire, and has to recite thousands of different ‘mantras’?

　　 Of course, the classical school quickly declined after the appearance of "Equal Law". And the thing in your hand is one of their leftover chicken ribs. "

　　 Just after speaking, Seton saw his familiar look on Hermes' face.

　　 That is the innocent smile after a child's prank has succeeded, with a bit of pride and a bit of joy, uncontrollable joy!

　　 "Hahaha, I really look forward to it."

　　 Hermes looked at the direction outside the window and whispered softly: "Twenty-six notes, at least 4,800 ‘spells’. There are so many syllables to memorize...

　　 Maybe someone will explode in their brains, right? "

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