Old-time musicians

In the lecture hall, the eyes of both men and women fell on Fan Ning who walked in. Google search reading

Some of them were curious, surprised, or wanted to talk to him.

And the eyes of the other part, mostly boys, seemed more complicated, with admiration, envy, jealousy, and even a hint of hostility?

"He is Carloen Fan Ning?"

"He doesn't have anything special about him? How could it be?"

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"Miss Roy found the wrong person?"

Fan Ning didn't hear these voices very clearly.

He touched his face guiltily, and felt his legs starting to weaken.

What's wrong with me? ?

And why are there so many people over there?

Slightly higher in the middle row of the lecture hall, everyone made way for a tall girl who walked out of the crowd.

She should be about the same age as me, with long black hair piled high, wearing a slim-fitting light-colored pleated skirt and a white blouse, and a bright red court cloak made of gauze as an outer coat, with lace trims covering the soft skin around the neckline.

The diamond luster on the "click-click" high heels set off the white instep, and a few silver tassels on the top covered the ankles, swaying slightly as she walked down the steps step by step.

As Fanning looked up, her clear blue eyes showed a friendly and approachable smile, and her dignified appearance was finally tempered by a hint of girlish playfulness, but her words and deeds still retained the elegance of a noble lady.

"Mr. Fanning, Roy greets you." She walked up to Fanning and saluted.

In the classroom, the whispers among the crowd of onlookers became louder.

The smile in Roy's eyes and the graceful posture of saluting were like a clear and cold deep water, drowning the admirers almost breathless.

"Are you really looking for him?"

"Just because he composed the "Fantasy Impromptu" last Saturday?" Someone spread his hands in disbelief.

"Impossible, with Miss Roy's talent, beauty and status, there are also famous artists lining up to pursue her." Someone refuted fiercely.

"What are you thinking? You must be looking for him to talk about something normal." Someone analyzed rationally.

"I also want to talk to Miss Roy about something normal." Someone fell into fantasy.

"This is the first time I saw her running to other grades' classrooms to find someone." Someone said with a sour tone.

"I have never seen Miss Roy so politely and proactively greet a boy." Someone said with an even more sour tone.

"Do you mean Miss Roy is impolite?" Someone is good at finding faults.

"No, no, the key point of my sentence is 'proactive'." The first person explained hurriedly.

...

This is the first time Fanning saw Roy "with attention" in reality.

Looking at the tall girl, delicate face, and sweet smile, even Fan Ning, who had a relatively rich love life in school in his previous life, admitted that he felt amazed. It was hard for him not to be distracted for a few seconds.

"Hello." Then Fan Ning tried to confirm, "Is it Roy from last time?"

It's not that Fan Ning is face-blind, but mainly because he really didn't pay much attention to Roy before. The girl's face in the dream was also blurry, and he couldn't hear the whispers around him clearly.

However, based on the temperament of the girl in front of him and the content of the last agreement, he was about 60% to 70% sure, so he opened his mouth to try to confirm.

Who knew that his words made the boys whispering around him explode.

"This is the first time I've seen someone speak to Miss Roy in this tone."

"Good man, he can't recognize Miss Roy?"

"I thought carefully about every word, but in the end I still have nothing. Why shouldn't he be disappointed?"

Roy stretched out his white hands and handed a large, hard, gold-plated envelope to Fanning. It was sealed with wax, covered with a coat of arms with complex patterns, and wrapped with a circle of bright red velvet decorations.

"Mr. Fanning, this is for you."

"Thank you."

After Fanning reached out to take it, he felt that the people around him suddenly had a vague tendency to rush up and fight with him.

"Letter? Miss Roy sent a letter to a boy?"

"Fuck, I must have seen it wrong. I must have been drunk last night and haven't sobered up yet." Someone collapsed and covered his face.

Fanning felt that the intensity of the inspiration resonance surrounding everyone was enough to compete with himself, a third-level knower.

Only then did he realize how charming and famous Miss Roy McAdam was in school.

"Miss Roy, you don't have to be so anxious." Fan Ning's tone was a bit amusing.

This, we had agreed to meet after class last time...

Do you have to take full responsibility for what happened today...

"Did I hear it wrong? He told Miss Roy not to be anxious?" Someone had already rushed forward, but was pulled back by the people around him.

"Skill! This may be a skill!" A boy suddenly realized, "No wonder Carloen Fan Ning can get Miss Roy's favor, I understand, I will worship him as my teacher later."

"What is in it? What is it? What is it?" A boy turned into a cassette repeater.

Seeing this scene, Fan Ning rubbed his head with a headache.

What is it? It's something that all of you like, okay!

So everything I say is wrong?

Roy curled her lips, and a trace of annoyance appeared on her pretty face, but this made her temperament even more touching.

But as she glanced slightly to both sides, the people around her suddenly became much quieter.

It seems that only magic can defeat magic. Fanning continued to complain in his heart.

"Mr. Fanning." Roy's voice was still elegant and sweet, "Because the previous commission was not a transaction, in order to show Roy's sincerity, you must be paid in advance. There is also an invitation to you in my own name in the envelope, although Uncle Huxley has also invited you."

She blinked: "But a young talent, a composer, and a knowledgeable person, it is normal to receive salon invitations from many people at the same time."

When she said the word knowledgeable person, she lowered her voice and blinked.

"I'm going to my grade to attend class." Finally, she said goodbye to Fanning, "There are a lot of things to do today, and I may be 20 minutes late in the evening. This is why I need to report to you in advance."

"I won't see you off." Fanning continued to rub his head.

Roy saluted again, and the figure disappeared at the door of the classroom.

"Um, classmate Carolan, what about the music score you agreed to last time?" A girl in a white dress saw that the conversation between the two had ended, and stepped forward and spoke softly.

Her voice was a little shy, as if she was the first girl to talk to her after she came down from the stage on Saturday afternoon.

Fanning had just forced a smile and was about to reply, when several boys and girls from different directions stepped forward and surrounded her.

"Classmate Fanning, I was the third one at that time, and you agreed to organize it and share it with me."

"Carolan, I also want a copy of "Fantasy Impromptu", okay?"

"Ah - what are you doing?" A small girl exclaimed.

The students who came forward to ask for the music score were squeezed away by more boys who surrounded them from behind.

Their voices were much louder:

"Carlon, you must have used some deceptive means, otherwise how could Miss Roy date you?"

"Carlon, give up, your civilian status is not worthy of him."

"Carlon, tell me that your letter contains only work documents, not a love letter from Miss Roy."

"Fanning, Miss Roy has come to see you, why don't you send her out? Are you still a gentleman?"

"Fanning, do you dare to duel with me outside?"

Ten minutes before class, the classroom was in chaos.

"Brother, it's 912 now." Hearing someone even shout the word duel, Fanning felt that this matter was getting more and more outrageous.

If it weren't for the 500 pounds of banknotes in the envelope, he would have thrown it into the crowd.

"I've never seen such a scene before."