"What's wrong? It's so loud?"
On the second floor, Leo walked out of the office and glared at the guards: "How did you do it?"
"not us."
The guard shook his head blankly and looked at the crazy woman downstairs who had been suppressed by several people: "Jennifer suddenly went crazy. She started screaming for some reason and called your name..."
Leo was stunned for a moment, suddenly feeling an uneasy feeling.
When he rushed downstairs, he only saw a messy work station and a fat, disheveled woman pressed to the ground, glaring at him, screaming and cursing.
In the middle of the chaos, there was a white-haired boy with his legs crossed sitting on a chair, looking at it from a distance and whistling, which was very comfortable.
"She's crazy, Mr. Leo..."
The guard came up to him helplessly and showed him the tooth marks on his arm: "That damn woman bit her so hard, damn it!"
The moment he saw Ye Qingxuan, Leo understood everything. After checking Jennifer's appearance, he was sure that this woman had fallen into an illusion.
In the boy's hand, the silver ring emitted a faint light. He crossed his legs, admiring the farce, and hummed softly:
"Ah, I saw three suns in the sky, and they were looking at me, as if they knew me..."
Although he felt furious, Leo felt ridiculed in his heart: After all, he was a brat who had never seen the world, and he could reach this level with just a little provocation.
He actually violated the ban of the Musicians Association and used music in the Musicians Association
Zhengchou has no excuse to deal with him!
"enough!"
Leo lowered his head and looked at him coldly: "Do you know how serious the consequences are for using music without authorization in the Musicians Association?"
"To be honest, if you want to talk about the rules, I welcome them. After all, I am much more familiar with the rules here than you are." Ye Qingxuan remained calm and relaxed, looking up at him with his feet raised, but his eyes looked like he was looking down:
"If you use music in the Musicians Association, you will be fined up to 30,000 pounds, or less than 400,000 pounds, depending on the seriousness of the case. The musician's license will be revoked for one year. If serious consequences such as death are caused, it will be specially tried by the Holy City. But the musician's license is not a thing I didn’t, and you can’t even revoke it even if you want to. As for the fine, it seems that it didn’t cause any casualties, it just caused riots. I suggest that you follow the precedent of other local associations and impose a minimum fine of thirty thousand pounds. If it is too high, I will You can go to the Holy City to appeal. Well, don’t you look pretty? Don’t worry, I’ll just pay the money.”
As he said that, the young man took out a Holy Emblem from his arms, but Leo's expression became extremely ugly, and he slapped away the Holy Emblem handed over by the young man:
"You think it's so simple? Do you think you understand the rules of the Musicians Association?" His expression was gloomy: "Don't forget, I have the final say on how to deal with you!"
"No, no, no."
Ye Qingxuan waved his hands and said with a smile: "It's not you who has the final say on how to deal with me. It's the head of the local association, Mr. Bayer, who has the final say. Where is he? I can't wait to get the ticket..."
The boy's words suddenly changed Leo's expression. It was only now that he discovered the boy's real purpose: from the moment he started using the music, it was to bypass the layers of trials of the Musicians Association and directly meet the person in charge, Bayer!
When he discovered that the clerk was deliberately slowing down his own pace, he had no intention of following their pace.
From ancient times to the present, from East to West, the principle is the same.
The king of hell is easy to meet, but the devil is difficult to deal with.
If you can't see it through normal procedures, you have to use special methods.
For a moment, Leo's expression was a little flustered, but soon it was replaced by gloominess.
"Come here! Guard!" He looked at the boy coldly: "Drag this guy who deliberately disrupts order out of here! He will be blacklisted and permanently deprived of his qualifications to enter the Musicians Association!"
"Is it?"
A confused voice sounded behind him: "What's going on? It's so lively. I can hear the sounds downstairs in the office."
Leo was stunned for a moment, then his expression changed, and he turned to look behind him: "Mr. Bayer?"
For a moment, he also felt that he was hallucinating, but the blond boy with a sinister smile on his face and leaning next to Bayer made him suddenly realize.
"I already know the specific thing."
Bayer patted him on the shoulder, motioned for him to get out of the way, and walked up to the boy: "You will be fined five thousand pounds for deliberately disturbing order."
He never mentioned anything about using music, and actually followed Leo's words and determined the nature of the incident.
"I know, I pay, I pay."
Ye Qingxuan took out the Holy Emblem from his pocket and showed the same ghostly smile as Ciel: "But, don't you always take the time to chat with us?"
Bayer glanced down at them and sighed: "Come to my lounge on the second floor. I hope you two guys have made such a mess in my lobby, not just to drink tea with me."
…
…
Five minutes later, Bayer was sitting in the lounge, looking as ugly as if he had seen a ghost.
"you sure?"
"I'm sure." Ye Qingxuan pushed the box in front of him: "All the information, attachments, and relevant evidence are inside. Ingmar thought that if he burned down our house, we would have no original manuscript and there was no way. Do a dating test. But he doesn’t know that I have read the original manuscript a long time ago. I copied it again last night, and there is not a single punctuation error. If you need it, I can provide you with Ingmar’s interpretation version. Compared."
"No need." Bayer shook his head: "His manuscript... I have already read it."
He picked up the manuscript with a gloomy expression and flipped through the pages. Finally, he put down the manuscript, lit a cigarette, and started smoking.
"You really didn't come to drink tea with me?" He murmured in a low voice, feeling a little broken: "Why the hell am I so unlucky? It's just bad luck that I was assigned to this hellish place like Angelou. Well, An An is not looking for trouble or causing trouble, so why does someone want to make big news every two days?"
He was in pain, of course he was in pain, and he was in pain to death.
It was he who originally asked Hermes to appraise Ingmar's manuscript, and it was all reported through him. But once this matter comes out, it will definitely be another scandal that will shock the entire academic world.
You said, if you don’t rely on the front and back, why is there a big show to start the new year and a huge gift for the New Year
"Ye Qingxuan, Charles."
He smoked a cigarette and looked at them seriously: "Once this matter is reported, it will not be a trivial matter. There may be other solutions. Think about it carefully. Are you sure you want to appeal?"
"No need to think about it anymore, I was thinking about it for five minutes last night."
Ye Qingxuan said calmly: "Since I was sixteen, there are not many things worth thinking about for more than five minutes."
Seeing the determination in his eyes, Bayer suddenly felt a toothache.
"All right."
He reached out and picked up Ye Qingxuan's complaint information: "I..."
"etc!"
Next to him, Leo, who had been livid and silent, suddenly held down the information and looked at Bayer with a businesslike look:
"This matter was originally an internal dispute at the Royal Conservatory of Music. If the Musicians Association wanted to intervene, they would have to lodge a complaint. At least it would require a written document signed by the principal."
Bayer suddenly felt helpless: If the principal allowed this kind of thing, why would these two brats come? Why don't you just have official negotiations
Are you obviously driving people away
But before he had time to speak, Ye Qingxuan showed that damn smile again.
"I've said this many times: If there's anything I'm missing, please tell me all at once. This will save me the trouble of running around here and there."
Ye Qingxuan looked at him with a sincere expression: "Are you sure you don't need anything else?"
As he spoke, he took out a piece of paper from his suitcase and placed it in front of them.
On that piece of paper, Maxwell's signature was written - it was a certificate. Inside the Musicians Association, in front of Bayer, Ye Qingxuan did not have the guts to use illusions to fool people. That certificate was definitely not an illusion.
Leo's expression froze. He just made a random excuse and never expected that Ye Qingxuan actually got the principal's signature.
Not only him, but even Charles was stunned. He didn't expect Ye Qingxuan to be so well prepared.
"Next, you won't need me to issue a certificate from the Avalon Police Department to prove that I am myself, like the clerk below, right?"
The young man's rhetorical question was like a slap in the face, causing his expression to twitch, and he stood up and left angrily.
Bayer looked at him with sympathy as he left in annoyance, and shrugged at the young man: "To be honest, I'm quite annoyed with him, but there's nothing I can do about it, the forest is big and there are all kinds of birds. And without his family, the local operation of the association would still be difficult." It’s really going to be a problem.”
Ye Qingxuan smiled and said nothing.
Bayer sighed helplessly.
"Then I will accept this complaint on behalf of the association."
He sighed, picked up the information, stood up and said, "This matter involves too many aspects, you need to wait for me for a while."
Ye Qingxuan smiled and waved to him: "Okay, go and come back soon~"
Bayer's expression twitched, and he left with a sigh.
When the entire lounge fell silent, Charles looked around to make sure there was no surveillance, then he came over with a curious look on his face and asked in a low voice:
"You've been staying with me since last night. Where did you get the principal's signature?"
Ye Qingxuan smiled, "Do you still remember that the principal used to specially approve Lao Fei to become an honorary member of the Music History Department?"
Charlotte was a little confused: "No way?"
"I just copied one casually, just to be prepared."
Ye Qingxuan spread his hands, "Anyway, he wouldn't really ask the principal about this kind of thing, right? Well, in fact, I secretly engraved the school's official seal..."
“…”
Ciel was completely speechless.
There is a damn saying that goes, "How bold a person is, how rich the land is." But he never thought that his junior brother would actually be so arrogant that he even dared to copy the school's official seal!