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The copper-crowned pub near noon is slightly brighter, and the radiant light will be punctured. Compared with the early morning when Lucien came, there are a lot of people inside. The bard’s singing, talking, and talking are mixed. Together, it looks noisy and noisy.
Lucien noticed that there were a lot of strangers dressed in leather, or fierce, and even a beautiful woman, who seemed to be a mercenary and adventurer.
Difficultly passing through the crowd, Lucien finally squeezed into the front of the bar.
“Hey, guest, come for a cup?” Yann drank the ale, and his head didn’t lift up and said hello.
Lucien laughed and said: “Uncle Uncle, it is me.”
“Hey, Lucien, how did you look like this?” Yann saw Lucien’s bruised face, his beard shaking, and he looked a little surprised. “Wait, Jackson of the Aaron gang in the morning came to hear you. Little guy, You won’t get rid of these villains?”
Lucien didn’t want to say more: “Well, things have been solved, Uncle Uncle, I want to know which scholars are teaching the text?”
“You, have you gotten five Silverars? Wouldn’t it be to rob those villains?” Yann was even more surprised, watching Lucien’s eyes look like he was watching unknown creatures.
Lucien thought it was really a robbery, but couldn’t say that, so I explained a few words and mentioned that the Joel family lends money to them.
Yan En took a sip of ale and praised him: “Lucien, you and John are finally grown up, men who know the blood and glory!”
“However, you and the Joel family should be careful, although as long as John is the Knight Squire of Sir Wien, they will not dare to retaliate directly, but in private, there are always guys who like to risk gambling.” Yan En warned Lucien again. .
Lucien solemnly nodded: “We will be careful.”
Hey, this took out a piece of white paper, which was like a child smearing like a strange pattern: “hehe, I can’t read, but I can always draw some marks myself.”
Then he read the names, residences, and time of the scholars who were willing to teach the words, and let Lucien choose.
Lucien listened carefully, one by one, and suddenly heard a familiar name: “Victor? Musician Victor?”
Hey looked at Lucien strangely: “Yeah, do you know Mr. Victor?”
“The last time I went to the Musicians Association, but wasn’t Mr. Victor a concert in the Hall of the Holy Ghost after more than three months? Does he have time to teach the text?” Lucien thought it would be wrong.
Yann haha laughed: “Because of this, Mr. Victor will teach the text.”
“It’s not so easy to have a concert in the Hall of the Holy Ghost. You need to get the Board of Directors of the Musicians’ Association, or the invitation of His Majesty the Grand Duke, Princess Natasha. And since the Holy Hall has only one concert a week, it’s not the famous one. More than a dozen musicians, others have to wait for a long time. Mr. Victor was invited six months ago, in order to prepare for this concert, he shoved all the performances, including the invitation of the Syracuse court, so the income became very small, it is said that It’s all supported by savings.”
Lucien understood the reason: “Since Mr. Victor pays so much attention to the concert at the St. John’s Hall, why waste time teaching text?” It is entirely possible to borrow money.
“I don’t know. I heard that the closer I get to the concert, the more pressure Mr. Victor has. You know that musicians are always very sensitive. If you don’t find something else to do, maybe Mr. Victor will be the music. It will make you crazy! Hey.” Yann drank a ale.
Lucien thought about it. Compared to other scholars, he had seen Victor so much. He felt that his family name and manners were good: “Well, then I will find Mr. Victor.”
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Jisu District, named after the great musician who invented the violin, is the most famous musician and musician in Aalto. It is beautiful, quiet and tidy.
The trees on both sides of the street resembling sycamore are tall and dense, and the sunlight shines through the leaves to the ground, forming a block of bright golden spots, and the surrounding shadows constitute the melody of light and darkness.
Lucien walked under the tree at the address given by Yan, and after several lost, he finally found 12, Sneew Street, Jisu District.
Inside the blue-black wall is a two-story small building with cyan vines on it, revealing an ancient and quiet atmosphere. If everything goes well, in the next two months, Monday to Friday afternoon every week. From two to four o’clock, Lucien will be here to change his life.
Lucien tapped the door, and soon the servant came over. Looking through the fenced iron gate, he looked at Lucien’s dress, slightly frowns: “Where are you looking for?”
When Lucien made it clear, he still didn’t believe it: “Learning words is five Yinnar in a month. After you first submit to school, are you ready?”
Lucien is not so concerned about this level of discrimination. Now, nothing is more important than learning the text. So I take out the purse and pour out a few Yinnar in my hand: “Of course.”
The middle-aged servant looked at Lucien’s palm of silver with amazement. He couldn’t believe his eyes. The guy dressed so badly could come up with five Yinnars, like his musicians. The servant, only ten Yinnar in a month, it is not bad to get rid of a Yinnar every month.
As he opened the door, he watched Lucien on alert: “Mr. Victor is a famous musician of Aalto, and is familiar with the officials of the City Hall.” It seems that Lucien is ignoring wealth from an abnormal channel.
Lucien smiled, didn’t answer, followed the well-dressed servant, crossed the courtyard, and reached the second floor of the small building, watching his hands and feet open the brown wooden door lightly and went in to inform.
After a few minutes, the servant came out and whispered softly: “Follow me and come in, and then hand over Yinnell directly to the Ace Steward in the hall.”
The lobby is wide, with a low-key dark yellow carpet, amber coffee table, brown sofa, small round table and other furniture in the vicinity, and a long table in the distance, seems to be a dinner table.
Perhaps because there are more people to study, Victor’s text does not choose a study, but is in the hall.
On the sofa, on the red wooden chair, there are five men and three women sitting on each other. They look young and young, ranging from 13 to 20 years old.
The coffee table in front of them or the small round table with feather pens, paper and other items, from time to time carefully copy what, and more often it is whispering pronunciation, memorizing words or humming.
From the perspective of their dress, Lucien can clearly see that two men and one woman, although the clothes are clean and clean, seem to be doing their best, but in essence it is very common, while the other three men and two women, regardless of clothing Whether it is old or not, it seems to be worth a lot.
Lucien guessed that they were ordinary members of the aristocratic family who could not inherit the title and most of the property, nor could they motivate the power of bloodline. They did not have extra money to ask for a dedicated tutor. They could only learn from scholars and become elegant in Aalto. The musician is a very good choice.
This kind of private teaching, it is impossible for everyone to have the same progress, so Victor wearing a red jacket talked in front of the person for a while, and then whispered to the ear.
Lucien looked around the hall and saw a black and tidy gown in the place near the door. The groom’s hair was white, his face was wrinkled, his age was not small, he could stand there, his back was straight and meticulous.
“Hello, are you Mr. Ace?” Lucien walked gently and whispered.
The butler nodded: “Yes, I am Ace. Can I know your name and the current level of study?”
“I am very honored, I am Lucien? Evans, I have never studied text.” Lucien whispered as he handed five Yinnar to Ace.
The housekeeper Ace took Yinnar and took a slightly strange look at Lucien, wearing such a bad clothes. He had never studied at all, obviously from the slums. The young people in this place are generally rude. Ritual, I can’t think of Lucien, although I don’t know what etiquette, but at least, it is very polite and mature, which is beyond his expectations.
He walked very lightly to the center of the hall, whispering a few words at Victor’s ear, and Victor turned to look at Lucien, then nodded to him and pointed to an empty single sofa, indicating Lucien sat down. There, at the same time Ace went upstairs.
At this time, the five men, three women and eight young people who concentrated on studying in the hall noticed that new learners arrived, and they looked up and curiously looked at Lucien on the side of the gate.
Black hair and black eyes, facial features delicate and pretty and profound, it is a good look, can be worn is a linen short jacket, the same color trousers and ordinary non-heeled shoes, although clean and tidy, but can not hide the poor and poor living environment.
“Does the poor even want to learn the text?”
This was the first thought they had raised in their hearts. The face could not help but express strange and surprised emotions. I did not expect that the newcomer would be a poor teenager.
Then, the five boys and girls who might come from aristocratic families quickly covered their expressions with coldness, buried their heads, and continued their studies. The two men and one woman, who seemed to be civilians, looked at Lucien until he sat alone. On the sofa, there are curiosities and doubts in his eyes.
Among them, the same dark-haired, seventeen-eight-year-old boy who was next to Lucien was subconsciously moved to the side, as if Lucien had an invisible smell.
Lucien didn’t have the sensibility of making glass. Instead, it was mature because of the experience, so he just felt funny. He shook his head and placed a stack of white paper and a feather pen on the small round table in front of him. Quietly waiting for Victor to come over.
After five minutes, Victor took over a black hard-shell book from Ace, who went back to it, walked to Lucien, placed it on the small round table, and whispered: “This is General Language pronunciation and primary grammar, just for beginners of this level, well, open the first page of the first chapter, I will teach you the pronunciation of thirty-two letters.”
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