"What's the result?"
Someone asked in a low voice: "It seems like it's not fully displayed?"
"The analysis has not been completed. There are too many possibilities." The person next to him thought about it, and finally whispered bitterly: "It must be the plaster and bandages on this guy's body that hindered the analysis of the stone tablet."
"But after all, there are images."
The examiner of the Revelation School pinched his beard: "Although it doesn't seem to be strong enough, the coherence index between him and the ether seems to be very high."
"The sustaining power looks good, but the intensity is insufficient and the explosiveness is too weak."
"Does that mean he's not suitable for the school of change? Maybe he can practice hymns?"
"Stop talking about it, where is the Psalm Faction in our college? Besides, the praisers of the Psalm Faction have to be trained from a young age. His voice is not good at all."
“The mental toughness is very high.”
"The willpower is good, but the strength is insufficient, so everything is in vain."
The examiners lowered their voices and exchanged opinions. But from beginning to end, the dull man with mottled white hair, Abraham, did not speak. He just stared at the pattern on the stone tablet in silence.
Sometimes his eyes fell on the young man. Seeing the young man's blank expression, his eyes became pitiful and complicated, as if he had an insight into the outcome.
In the end, the examiners finally made their opinions.
At this time, Ye Qingxuan also straightened up and waited with bated breath.
This is related to his subsequent development as a musician. If he had almost given up on becoming a musician, then after that night, he rekindled his hope in becoming a musician.
What's more, this is related to whether he can be admitted to this college.
He didn't know what happened to his father, but Ye Qingxuan understood that he was innocent and there was absolutely no way he would betray humanity. Therefore, he must find out what happened that year. The Royal Academy of Music is the best place to start. After all... my father also worked in this academy.
Ye Qingxuan raised his head and stared at the dome of the auditorium, looking at the complex patterns made of colored glass on the dome. Maybe he was looking up here too
Father, I'm coming.
He whispered softly.
In the silence, he heard Bain's voice:
"Ye Qingxuan, your actual test passed."
But when he looked over, he saw their cold faces. Bain coughed, cleared his throat, and said softly: "But the Royal Academy of Music may not be suitable for you."
Ye Qingxuan was stunned. He didn't understand what was going on and was confused. However, the vague omen of uneasiness in his heart was amplified, which made him a little surprised:
"I... haven't I already passed the actual test?"
Hearing this sentence, the examiners looked at each other, and some laughed softly and shook their heads.
Bain suppressed his laughter, coughed a few times, and said with a serious look: "It is true that you have passed both the written test and the actual test, but I am afraid that none of the factions enrolled this time are suitable for you."
Several examiners looked at each other, and the man from the Summoning School shook his head: "Your willpower is too weak, and I'm afraid you can't summon your beastly nature. Our school doesn't need students who are holding back."
"Although your synchronization rate is very high, it is not stable enough, and the Revelation School is not suitable for you."
The examiner, who had always looked gloomy, glanced at Ye Qingxuan and said lightly: "Your frequency is not enough to meet the basic requirements of our school of change. I'm afraid you won't be able to get started."
"The Royal School requires more than ten years of training, and you are not qualified." After the old man finished speaking, he turned to look at the veiled woman beside him: "Perhaps you can consider the music theory department?"
The veiled woman frowned. She originally didn't want to get involved in this matter, but these guys actually kicked the ball to her. She didn't care about the conflict between the noble faction and the musician faction. She was just here to watch the fun. In the past, she might have simply given up on these guys and accepted them...
Thinking of this, she gave Bain a hard look, a little annoyed.
"Kid, you came too late." She shook her head: "The music theory department is already full this year, otherwise..."
"I see."
The young man's voice interrupted her, making all the examiners stunned.
They talked so much, but Ye Qingxuan was looking at Sidney's face from beginning to end. That face that he had interacted with for a long time was full of seriousness, but what could not be hidden was gloating and contempt in his eyes.
Maybe... they never thought about letting themselves pass the test from the beginning
The anger in his heart was replaced by loss, a feeling of powerlessness that made him a little tired.
He didn't want to take it seriously anymore. Maybe he really should follow the priest's arrangement and go to Trinity Theological Seminary for further study. At least there, no one cares whether this white-haired child is a pariah or a so-called glorious bloodline...
Thinking of the Descendants of Glory, he chuckled. Maybe he shouldn't have returned to the city that once abandoned him.
"so be it."
Ye Qingxuan said softly, standing up on the chair: "That's it."
He stopped talking and ignored Bain who still wanted to say something.
Holding on to his crutches, he stood up and walked out the door. Bain's expression was unbearable. He glared at the young man's back gloomily: "A black neck is a black neck. I don't know who taught him this. He doesn't even understand basic etiquette."
As if he heard his whisper behind him, outside the door, the young man's footsteps suddenly stopped.
He turned back and stared into their faces. Under the young man's gaze, the examiners with serious expressions frowned, feeling a little uncomfortable with such annoying eyes.
"I'll be a musician."
Ye Qingxuan said softly: "...I will become the best, I will."
He closed the door.
…
There was a long silence, and everyone looked at each other in shock, feeling that they heard something wrong.
"What did he just say? That's so arrogant!"
Someone sneered: "He didn't even know who he was talking to. He left just in time, saving us more time."
"Forget it, why bother arguing with a brat?"
Sidney stood up expressionlessly and prepared to leave. He didn't seem to care about Ye Qingxuan's offense at all. Didn't this just mean that the dean was at his wits' end
They had long since won, and now it was time to enjoy the fruits.
No one noticed that the dull man who had been in the corner had walked to the side of the stone monument. He reached out and called up Ye Qingxuan's data, studying the weird fluctuation curve.
After a long time, he seemed to have some realization and snapped his fingers next to the stone tablet.
As a result, the curves on the stone tablet fluctuated with the sound...
…
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"Didn't you pass the exam? Didn't you pass the exam? Cousin, did you fail the exam?"
In the square outside the college, under the sunset, the young man sat lonely next to the fountain. Beside him, Bai Xi asked here and there carelessly, but at the end of the day, Ye Qingxuan still didn't know what to say.
"Don't be sad."
Bai Xi poked his face and said softly: "It doesn't matter, you can hang out with me from now on, and I'll protect you! How about we also go into the underworld? It's faster to make money this way, and our prosperous future is waving to us!" Don’t be discouraged, okay?”
She clapped her fingers and said: "Look, I have found a very good chassis. We can work hard from the lowest level. You are responsible for coming up with ideas, I am responsible for doing it, and Lao Fei is responsible for talking. We can take advantage of others, as long as we do it Get rid of the shaman, and we can become the boss of the underworld, the kind who can have as much money as we want..."
But as she talked, she couldn't continue talking. In the end, she lowered her head in frustration and pulled Ye Qingxuan's face: "Hey! Smile, smile... You are possessed. There are so many professions in the world, but why do you always dream of being a musician? "
"I do not know either."
Ye Qingxuan smiled reluctantly and scratched his hair, as frustrated as a defeated dog: "Maybe I'm really not very suitable, right?"
Bai Xi was silent. She looked at him, suddenly stood up on tiptoes, opened her arms, and hugged him: "It doesn't matter, they are all blind. Don't listen to their nonsense."
"Um, please..."
Behind her, a man with mottled hair asked softly: "Is it Ye Qingxuan?"
"Who?"
Bai Xi turned his head, saw the dull and embarrassed face, then looked at the iron hand on his right arm, and groaned impatiently: "Are you okay? My cousin is upset. Here, be careful if you get angry and he will beat you up, he is very powerful! Have you heard of Iron Fist Invincibility? He is the one!"
"Excuse me, my name is Abraham, and I am a teacher at the academy."
The old man didn't seem to speak often. He carefully stopped his words and said carefully: "... Do you want to come to the Department of Music History Research?"
"Um?"
Ye Qingxuan was stunned.
The old man wiped his gray hair in embarrassment to make himself less embarrassed: "I can teach you, uh, although you see, I only have one hand, but I can still teach, I mean, I There can be a lot of experience for you.”
“…”
Seeing Ye Qingxuan's complicated eyes, he was a little flustered: "Well, although I am not very well dressed, I am also a musician. I have been teaching for more than ten years and have many research results, and..."
"Are you willing to take me in?" The young man's doubtful voice interrupted him.
Looking at the young man's eyes, he retracted his palm in embarrassment: "Of course, if you don't want to..."
"I do!"
Ye Qingxuan squeezed his hand tightly, his eyes full of light in silence, as if he was holding the last straw: "I don't care about anything else, as long as you can teach me!"
Abrahamson was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed, as if he was relieved, but also full of relief: "That's great, I mean... it's really great! Well, wait a moment, I'll do it right away. Come!"
The old man seemed to suddenly remember something, turned around and ran away, not knowing where he went.
"Hey, cousin, are you okay? I always feel unreliable..."
Bai Xi watched Abraham walk away: "Isn't he lying to you? Besides, why choose an old man? Can't we choose a young and beautiful one?"
"Because he never laughed at me!"
Ye Qingxuan looked at his back and recalled everything in the examination room: "Not once."