Golden Greenery

Today is a rest day for the team and the start of the new semester at the University of Music in Hannover.

This is Zhuoyang's junior year and sixth semester, and he is completely an old student. At this time of year, the student union always organizes some student social activities, but Zhuo Yang doesn't like to participate very much.

Twenty-four hours a day, excluding eating and sleeping, Zhuo Yang spends almost the same amount of time on football and music. He is equally diligent and hardworking, and equally enjoys them. But in his spare time, Zhuo Yang obviously spent more time on football interpersonal relationships than music communication.

After coming to Germany for two and a half years, Zhuo Yang has made many friends in football. To put it bluntly, he is a brother from all over the world, and even more so in the Madiburg team. And in the music university, apart from his best friend Mark West, he only had a few classmates with whom he had good relationships, such as Warner Saroyan and Sean Chapman. The rest were just nodding at most. pay.

The reasons for this phenomenon are that Zhuo Yang basically doesn't wander around the campus except for the classroom, piano room, dormitory and reference room. Especially after buying the second floor of the small building, Zhuo Yang only passes by the university campus in a hurry except for his studies. The more important reason is that Zhuo Yang can't chat with most people here.

When he first came to Hannover, Zhuoyang participated in two social gatherings and parties on campus, but soon he stayed away because he didn't like the bombastic atmosphere.

The artistic elites always appear to be very arrogant and arrogant, no matter which country they are in. What’s more, the top students at Hannover University of Music are awesome. However, many of them have forgotten that the reason why Hannover University of Music is awesome is because of its rich history and extraordinary artistic achievements, as well as the awesome professors in the university. The awesomeness of the school has nothing to do with them, the students. .

The college students here are all musical geniuses, but musical genius does not mean that they have a minimum understanding and accumulation of natural sciences and humanities.

Elites like to get together and talk loudly, from music to art, from the country to politics, ideology, human rights and environmental protection. They talk about everything except practical things such as firewood, rice, oil, salt, clothing, housing and transportation.

This is a bit vain, Zhuo Yang can be annoyed by these people who don't know how to pretend to understand.

Another common problem among these people is that they generally despise lower-level people outside the field of art. In other words, they look down on the common people and the grassroots in their bones, as if they all came from aristocrats, as if aristocrats are still valuable now.

Zhuo Yang just comes from the small bourgeoisie and the grassroots class, so he likes to be with football people whose shortcomings are more real.

For these reasons, Zhuo Yang basically had no social activities at the Music University, which was just a place where he purely studied. Professor Norman also advised him, saying that such social interactions would help expand his contacts in his future music career.

This time Zhuo Yang did not follow the teachings of Professor Norman, whom he had always respected, but still went his own way. Doing that really goes against his own conscience. In the field of music, Zhuo Yang will always admire those who have real talent and knowledge, and will only get close to those who are good to him, such as the two great professors, such as Polly Master Ni and Senior Sister Helen.

In fact, Professor Norman also knows in his heart that most art students have this false and stinky virtue, but those who are truly outstanding, because of their delicate emotions, awe of life, and thinking about the universe, usually appear out of touch and out of touch. Quietly, these true geniuses are somewhat cautious and solitary.

Zhuoyang is like this!

Because Zhuoyang has experienced in more than two years from a high school student from China to a top student who excels in both fields, and now a rich man with both fame and wealth, his classmates have also experienced the process from contempt to jealousy to admiration. This time, in order to add splendor to the fraternity party in the new semester, they specially invited Zhuo Yang to come and enjoy the glory.

Knowing that Zhuo Yang was 'arrogant' and arrogant, they also knew that people like themselves didn't have that much face, so what they asked for was Zhuo Yang's best friend Mark West.

Mark's face must be given, even if he feels a little wronged and feels disgusted.

So, excluding the first semester, Zhuo Yang attended a gathering with classmates for the first time.

After all, he is a star. Zhuo Yang is very popular at parties, and he can get close to him no matter what. Also, Zhuo Yang now has the capital to support others. However, Zhuo Yang never participated in those small circles of heated discussions. He just dragged Mark to a sparsely populated corner and ate and drank with his head buried. After eating and drinking, he rolled his eyes at Mark: Is it interesting? Is this fucking interesting?

Some men are like bright lights in the dark, always attracting countless eyes. No matter where Zhuoyang hides, a group of people will soon gather around him to have a heated academic discussion or exchange opinions on a certain issue. If you sincerely ask for advice, Zhuo Yang will do one thing, one thing, two things, and two things; if you pretend to be arrogant and show off, Zhuo Yang will use urine escape, feces escape, fart escape..., and I have no time to listen to your nonsense!

Then people gathered around me and showed off their social connections in order to get closer. My friend’s friend was a performance assistant to a certain master; my neighbor’s eldest brother’s brother-in-law worked as an accountant in a well-known performance management company. Some people also boasted that the British popular band Greenwind paid a lot of money to compose music. Zhuo Yang was so naughty: Why the hell have I never heard Kexi and Jenna talk about it!

In other words, Zimmerman, an eighth-semester senior in the piano department, is fairly reliable. "Zhuoyang, there is an ancient nobleman in Germany, have you heard of it? His name is Swinburne..."

Zhuo Yang was surprised: "...I heard something, what's the matter?"

"Well, the Liswinburn family invited me to be a piano tutor for their little girl for a few days during the holidays. You know, it's very demeaning for our colleagues in the piano department to tutor others, even if they are nobles. .Right?"

Zhuoyang was even more surprised: "Then what? Go on."

"But, my old man had some friendship with the Swinburne family when he was young, so they asked me to come to him. Moreover, the little girl in their family who wanted to learn piano was a pearl in the entire European aristocratic circle. The little girl named her I have to teach her. Hehe, we are not very good at maintaining our talents and pride, right? So I reluctantly taught her for two days. "

Zhuo Yang was almost astonished: "You mean...Swinburne Mydel?"

"Yes, yes, it turns out Zhuoyang, you have also heard of this little girl, a real noble!" Zimmerman was so humble that people wanted to punch him.

"...Does Midel know that you are a student here?" Zhuo Yang squinted at him.

"That's natural. Aristocrats are very proud. They don't look down on our piano department." Zimmerman was so deep that he almost stroked his beard.

Blow, keep blowing! Mydel knows you are a student here, can she not mention me? If Medel wants to learn piano, can she not come to me? Mydel went to the United States from Milan for vacation with her father directly after New Year's Day. She only returned to Munich two days ago. She called me twenty times this month and never mentioned a word about the piano. How could I know?

Your grandma is a bit of a jerk. I guess you just licked your face and taught the Swinburne gardener's old daughter notation for a few days. It's hard to say whether you walked past the front door of their house or not.

"Okay, I'll call Midel later and ask Midel to give you some bonus." After Zhuo Yang said that, he turned around and left, not bothering to look at his distorted face.