Time jumps back five minutes.
When Charles said: "Isn't the book right there?", Ye Qingxuan instinctively felt an uneasy feeling in his heart.
When he turned his head and looked in the direction Ciel pointed, he fell into a long silence.
In the direction that Ciel pointed, it was in the corner of the living room.
There is a hanging picture, a cupboard, two chairs, and a beautifully decorated, high-quality material, carefully made, and looks extremely warm, comfortable and soft... a doghouse!
At this moment, Lao Fei, who had not seen him for a long time, was lying in his bed, squinting at the stupidity of his number one and number three younger brothers, with stern and domineering eyes, just like His Majesty the King in the palace.
While admiring the stupidity of human beings, he chewed his breakfast - a book with a cowhide cover, beautiful binding, dense handwriting, and looked very familiar...notes
"Senior brother, did I see it wrong?"
After a long silence, Ye Qingxuan asked quietly: "Why did I see Lao Fei eating my notes?"
"Oh, isn't it?"
Charles gave him a heavy blow when he was on the verge of collapse: "It has been eating this notebook for half a month! It didn't even touch the dog food, just two pages a day, and it was finished by this morning! Fei is so If you love learning, junior brother, you can’t lose!”
"...I feel like I've already lost at the starting line."
Ye Qingxuan was speechless and choked. He squatted down and picked up the fragments on the ground. His hands were shaking like an epilepsy. In the end, he completely collapsed under this cruel fate.
"Lao Fei!!!"
He pinched Lao Fei's neck and shook it vigorously: "How can you eat it! That is a relic that my father finally left me! A relic! A relic! Why do you eat it just because you say it? At least give it to me Say hello, do you think it would be easy for me to come out and mess with me? You, you, spit it out!"
With a ferocious look on his face, he tried to open Lao Fei's mouth and rescue the last scrap of paper.
Lao Fei's mouth did open, and then he closed it hard!
The mouth bit Ye Qingxuan's leg, causing him to scream and fall to the ground.
After all, Lao Fei is Lao Fei, and he will never show mercy. This dog-like mouth is enough to be recorded in the history books: he bites the prince at the top and bites the younger brother at the same time, and he never misses the mark!
Moreover, this product has a lot of meat and bites, and it is guaranteed to leave a psychological shadow after one bite, and a psychological barrier after two bites... When it's time to take a bite, you can't even hide!
This poison caused Ye Qingxuan to scream and almost lose his breath, rolling from the east to the west of the living room.
Taking advantage of the victory, Lao Fei pursued Ye Qingxuan, retreated and stepped on Ye Qingxuan's body, opened his front two claws to the left and right, and slapped him mercilessly. Beat this guy who dares to do the following until he can't get back up again.
Moreover, the heroic movements, the sorrow and anger in the expression, and the decisiveness of the strikes can make people feel cold at the base of their necks.
It’s impossible not to fight!
—The rules are really broken these days, and the younger brother dares to kill the older brother!
…
By the time Ye Qingxuan woke up, it was almost noon.
"Hey, junior brother. Are you awake?"
Charles squatted next to him, holding a durian in his hand and chewing it. He squatted next to him and asked with a smile: "Would you like some? Fresh, I just picked it from the backyard of the Royal School..."
"What just happened?"
Ye Qingxuan asked blankly: "Why am I lying here?"
He looked around and found himself lying on the floor of the living room in a mess. There was a dull pain all over his body, as if he had suffered an inhumane attack.
"Oh, you forgot?"
Charles looked at him with sympathy: "This morning you tried to snatch Lao Fei's dog food, and then Lao Fei punished you... Although you were beaten by Lao Fei until you were worse than a dog, you have the courage to pull out the tiger's teeth. It’s worthy of senior brother’s admiration! Come on, hero, eat some fruit first!”
“…”
Ye Qingxuan shook his head and declined.
"By the way, the teacher said that he would let you go to the study room after you wake up."
Charles pointed at the closed door: "I have something very important to discuss with you."
…
When Ye Qingxuan walked into the study room with anxiety, he was already ready to accept the teacher's scolding and questioning. Who told him that he had not listened to the class at all these days.
But Abraham seemed to be busy. He was behind the messy desk, writing furiously on a large pile of deleted, revised and revised manuscripts.
It wasn't until Ye Qingxuan coughed two or three times that he raised his head as if waking up from a dream: "Ye Zi, are you here? Sorry, I was still working just now..."
"It's okay, it's okay!" Ye Qingxuan felt guilty and wished he could rush up to rub his master's shoulders and legs with a filial look on his face: "Teacher, you are busy, you are busy. By the way, what are you writing these days? You seem to be very focused. "
"Well..." Abraham smiled sheepishly, and his dull expression also showed a sense of pride: "I have some new inspirations about interpretation methods, and found that if we interpret the Voynich manuscript in this direction, perhaps I can translate part of the following fragments. If I can succeed, I can get some more budget! Then we will have more money... "
"The Voynich Manuscript?"
Ye Qingxuan was stunned for a moment: "Teacher, aren't you going to have a successful career?"
For a long time, as an important document for academic research on the history of the Dark Ages, the interpretation of the Voynich manuscript has been a difficult problem for many scholars and apocalyptic musicians.
Unfortunately, except for the scholar Champollion from hundreds of years ago and the inspirational musician Miss Laura in recent years, there are no new breakthroughs. Other people's interpretations often go astray, or are considered to be forgeries...
In the current predicament, if someone can take the lead in deciphering its fragments through other ideas, its significance will be enough to cause a major earthquake in the academic world.
And the interpretation method developed by the teacher can also be recognized by the Holy City and become a specialized academic field. It will no longer have to be denounced as fallacies by the idiots at the Institute of Revelation.
Not to mention the commendation from the Holy City and the funding from the academy that will definitely come, if the religious group believes that this method is groundbreaking and innovative, a master title that will go down in history will never be lost!
Such a big good thing suddenly fell from the sky, and Ye Qingxuan himself felt honored as a disciple!
If someone else said this, Ye Qingxuan would definitely have doubts, but when Abraham said this, he had no doubts. With the teacher's dull personality, let alone lying, he would always tell you everything he wanted to know, and he wouldn't say anything that he was unsure about!
Since the teacher said it can be done, it must be done!
He couldn't help but feel happy when he thought that the teacher finally no longer had to be so miserable and could finally be recognized by everyone, and that the Department of Music and History could also get rid of its long-standing embarrassing status.
The joy he got from committing the crime last night was not even worthy of carrying shoes for this good news!
"Teacher, you are going to be prosperous!"
Ye Qingxuan cheered and blinked: "Let's have a good dinner tonight! Senior brother has been clamoring to eat meat recently, so I went out to buy two kilograms and stewed beef brisket to celebrate!"
"Ahem, it's still unreasonable, so there's no need to be so extravagant."
Abraham was a little embarrassed: "Wait until I publish it. Maybe I was wrong. It's not good to be happy for nothing."
"Teacher, you don't have to be modest, I believe you can do it!"
Ye Qingxuan was dancing and thinking about what to make tonight to celebrate.
"Ahem, let's talk about business first, let's talk about business first."
Abraham put away the manuscript and after coughing for a long time, his expression finally became serious. He stared at the young man in front of him, and after being silent for a long time, he solemnly asked:
"Yi Zi, I heard from Charles that you have mastered the technique of playing plural notes. After such a long time, have you chosen the system you plan to study in the future?"
"Eh?" Ye Qingxuan was stunned.
"Look, you are more or less at the rhythm level. You always have to make plans for the future."
Abraham scratched his head in confusion: "So I'm not very experienced. After all, Ciel has been stuck at the rhythm level for so many years. I guess... he will still be stuck for a while. Therefore, I have never done this aspect. Preparations. If you have any factions you want to study, why don’t we discuss it?”
"Well, to be honest, I haven't thought about this..."
Ye Qingxuan was a little embarrassed: "I don't seem to have any particular faction that I want to learn. Except for the music score of Black Friday, which I somehow learned, I have not studied the music of other factions. So, I want to wait for a while. , and then we’ll solidify the foundation.”
"Consolidating the foundation is another aspect, but the earlier you choose a faction, the better. Don't be like me, wasting half your life and barely becoming a musician."
Abraham was a little ashamed: "I was originally good at the music scores of the forbidden factions, but I have signed a confidentiality agreement with the military and cannot teach them without permission. So I became a monk halfway and started studying the enlightened factions... As you can see now, there is nothing. You can produce practical research results. Don’t be like me!”
"Teacher, I think you are already pretty good. At worst, I will follow you and learn the Apocalypse faction. Our major is also from the Apocalypse faction anyway!"
Ye Qingxuan spread his hands indifferently: "Look, I'm pretty good at interpreting and deciphering ancient documents. I might as well become a scholar in the future."
“…”
Abraham raised his hand and hit him on the head gently: "It's about the future, there's no such thing as insignificant, Ye Zi, you should be more cautious."
"How about, teacher, you teach first?"
Ye Qingxuan made a suggestion: "I can learn whatever you teach me. Anyway, I have just reached the rhythm, and it will take me a long time to become a third-level musician. Maybe as I learn, I will find which faction I am suitable for."
"...Although it is very irresponsible to do this, there seems to be no better way now."
Abraham sighed and reminded: "But you have to pay attention to the fact that there are oppositions between different factions, so don't get too involved in the trial stage. For example, the School of Mind and the School of Summoning. The purpose of the former is to focus on will and explore human nature. The latter focuses on instinct and cultivates animal nature. If the two learn at the same time, they will conflict with each other and make it difficult to move forward. The same principle also applies to the change faction and the illusion faction. One studies entities and the other studies nothingness. Compared with the previous one, the chant faction The opposition to the Apocalypse faction is not obvious, but one focuses on the essence of life, while the other focuses on the outside world, so it is difficult to combine them."
After hearing this, Ye Qingxuan was curious: "What about the Forbidden Faction? There are seven schools of musicians. Doesn't the Forbidden Faction have an opposing school?"
"Because the forbidden faction is opposed to all schools of thought."
Abraham sighed: "That's why I don't want you to follow my old path."
As he spoke, he opened the blackboard, grabbed the chalk with his iron hand, and started writing on the blackboard.
"The Forbidden faction focuses on the nature of ether, so it is good at targeting other factions, and the areas I am good at are: countermeasures and interpretation. That's why I can draw parallels in the Apocalypse faction... What I can teach you is nothing more than this. Things from two realms. Just as it happens, I have a piece of music here that I have interpreted myself. What is rare is that the music score is composed entirely of basic universal runes. Musicians from any faction can learn it, which is perfect for you to lay the foundation for."
As he spoke, he wrote the name of the music score on the blackboard.
— "Bolero"