"What do you mean?" Zhao Yu asked, "Why don't I know?"
"Although Long Dan is deaf, he is a face-saving person," the old man said. "Even within the group, few people know this secret!"
oh…
Only then did Zhao Yu realize that the target he was looking for was not a missing ear, but a deaf ear! He is deaf!
Dragon Pill, Dragon Pill…
There are actually foreigners with such names, so... is this person really the target he is looking for
"No way?" Zhao Yu could only continue to talk nonsense, "He's not completely deaf, he's probably just deaf in one ear, right? You definitely don't know which one it is, right?"
"Left Ear," the old man narrowed his eyes, as if Zhao Yu was an uninvited guest, "I won't remember this wrong! He is a cellist. If the left ear cannot hear, the pitch will be deviated, and only I can hear it. Gotta come out!”
"Oh..." Zhao Yu began to feel excited because he had obtained important information. He thought quickly and said, "Long Dan was present at all the world tours in the 1990s, right? I couldn't hear anything..."
"Of course," the old man said, taking another sip of wine, "there is more than one cellist in the symphony orchestra, and even a professional may not be able to hear the pitch deviation!
"However, if Long Dan had not had an ear problem, he could have become the best cellist in the world. When I first joined the orchestra, he had even held a special cello concert!
"It's a pity, alas..."
"In the 1990s and 1991, you first went to Seoul to perform, and then went to Tokyo a month later, right?" Zhao Yu asked again, "At that time, weren't you a conductor? I really have no impression of you. Got it!"
"You... I'm old and don't want to curse people anymore," the old man glared at Zhao Yu and said, "At that time, I had already been commanding for several years!
"Your words really make me have the urge to hit someone. Do you really... don't know me? Or is it just to provoke?"
"No, no, no..." Zhao Yu said, "To be honest, I really want to find Long Dan and take a photo with him. I don't know, but now he..." Zhao Yu pointed to the concert hall opposite, "Is he in there?" ?”
"He quit a long time ago!" the old man said, "Probably... um... after 1995, he voluntarily quit the band because his condition worsened!
"Actually, he started well and ended well. He just became famous!" said the old man. "Quit at the best time without leaving any regrets! However, he is a bit strange and has no friends. I went to see him several times, but he never had any regrets." After seeing each other, we basically lost contact...
"I just saw him at the funeral of some old guy!"
"In 1995," Zhao Yu asked, "was it after that performance in Toronto?"
"Yes!" The old man nodded, "I'm starting to believe you. You've really seen a lot of performances by the Royal Orchestra!"
"What does it mean that his condition has worsened?" Zhao Yu asked again, "Besides his ears, what else is wrong with him?"
"You really care about him!" The old man took another sip, but he had finished the wine and sighed helplessly, "It's the ears. He has a rare hearing neurosis, and his right ear will also be slow. Slowly degrade until nothing can be heard!
"It is said that after 1995, he had surgery, such as cochlear implants, but none of them were successful... The best hearing aid could only allow him to barely hear something!"
"Man," Zhao Yu snapped his fingers at the waiter, then pointed at the old man and said, "Bring our conductor some of your best wine! I'll pay for it!"
"Yes, sir!" The waiter bowed politely, "Excuse me, what would you like to drink?"
"Whiskey, my favorite!" The old man directly handed the shiny wine bottle to the waiter.
"Artists have always suffered so much!" Zhao Yu said, "Long Dan has entered the silent world, so his temper and personality are a little different, right?"
"That's not absolute," the old man said, "Long Dan was still like that when he didn't turn into a cage! Even if he becomes the greatest cellist now, he still has no friends, I dare say! Haha..."
Because Zhao Yu bought him wine, the old man gradually lost his hostility and smiled.
"I remember, does Long Dan like Van Gogh?" Zhao Yu asked again.
"Huh? Really?" the old man said uncertainly, "Why don't I know? But it seems that Van Gogh is also missing an ear, right? Do you feel sympathy for each other? Hahaha... "
"He...where does he live now?" Zhao Yu asked again.
"I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to find him," the old man said, "I haven't seen him for more than ten years, and I don't know whether he is still alive or not!
“His old house was in Baker County, but it’s been sold!”
"So..." Zhao Yu asked again, "No one around you has seen him again?"
"Well..." the old man shook his head and said, "No more! But... I don't know what happened... No one has asked about Long Dan for more than ten years, but in the past month, so many people have asked about Long Dan. This is … What's wrong?"
"Ah?" Zhao Yu was surprised, "Has anyone else looked for Long Dan?"
"Here comes the wine..." At this time, the waiter brought back the wine bottle and poured Zhao Yu a glass of whiskey.
"My baby," the old man took the wine bottle and took a sip quickly, with a contented expression on his face, and then said, "Last month, an old man came to me and asked me about the whereabouts of Long Dan!
"Moreover, the old people in the band are all similar to me, and they were questioned one after another, even by the police...
"Hey, you're an Asian, why are you looking for Long Dan?" the old man said, "Why do I feel like I'm not his fan? Has Long Dan committed something?"
"Old man," Zhao Yu asked, "What kind of old man? Asian like me, or..."
"Well..." the old man said, "He's a decent guy, either Asian or white! He's about the same age as me, and he looks a bit familiar, oh... and he has a strong London accent!"
"London accent?" Zhao Yu frowned and recalled carefully, feeling that there was no such person in his memory.
etc…
look familiar
Zhao Yu thought of something and hurriedly took out his mobile phone, opened the photo of Rondi, the former richest man in the world, then showed it to the old man and asked:
"Take a look, is it this person?!"
"Well..." The old man identified it carefully, shook his head and said, "No, that person doesn't wear glasses, and he is thinner than this person! He speaks quite gently, um... Wait a minute, you haven't told me yet, Why are you looking for Long Dan
"He...what happened to him?"
"Long Dan... um..." Zhao Yu's thoughts started to spin, his eyes flashed. At this moment, he had realized that he was about to get close to the important truth!
So, he quickly changed his mind and asked the old man: "Has Long Dan been to Yunzhou when he was young? Does he believe in a very special kind of witchcraft!!?"
(End of chapter)