Become a Two-dimensional hero

Hu Feiwei was in a state of bewilderment, who was he, where was he, and why did the [-] with curly white hair in front of him cry so intoxicated.

He was already the most unreliable person in the military, and now he met Zhen Yuqian and realized that it was all a slander to him. Compared with Zhen Yuqian, he couldn't be more serious.

Hu Feiwei adjusted his mood, calm down, calm down, and counted on two hundred and five to pay, so he couldn't be kicked off the float right now.

Hu Feiwei tried his best to put on a stiff smile, trying to wake up Zhen Yuqian who was immersed in emotion: "Mr. Zhen, should we move on?"

Zhen Yuqian was at a loss for a moment, and then he realized what he was doing now. He showed a little apology: "I'm sorry, General Hu, the emotion suddenly came up, so I confiscated it."

Hu Feiwei smiled: "Haha, Mr. Zhen is really a good-natured person." In his heart: "Shameful pen."

Zhen Youqian wiped away tears: "General Hu, what do you think of this statue?"

Hu Feiwei: "It's beautiful and lifelike." In his heart: "It's not as good-looking as the ones I made myself."

Zhen Yuqian nodded approvingly: "General Hu's aesthetics is very good, he has the talent to become an artist, do you want to come to Vienna Star to develop?"

Hu Feiwei's smile froze, and there was a hint of eagerness in his words: "Whatever Mr. Zhen said, I am not qualified to be an artist, so don't bother Mr. Zhen." In his heart: "Let me go!"

Zhen Yuqian felt a little regretful: "Art is inclusive and open, and the development of art requires talents from all walks of life. General Hu is really too modest. I have already introduced the main attractions, so let's stop here today." He picked up the Loudspeaker: "Students, this is the end of the garden tour! The students of Eagle's Nest can do their own activities and visit our daily teaching activities at will. The students of our school should also show their enthusiasm for music and treat the Eagle's Nest students well. Classmates. Alright, disband!"

As soon as Mozart heard the disbandment, he almost wanted to run away. It was too shocking. Everything he saw at the Vienna Conservatory of Music was too shocking, especially the 20-meter-high statue in front of him.Zhen Yuqian's words, "Imitating characters in cartoons to build mechs, is a genius idea. The designer of Peregrine Falcon must be a talented artist like me. If there is a chance, I really want to make friends with him." He kept echoing in his ears. , he doesn't want to make friends with Zhen Yuqian, the two hundred and five!

The students of the military academy slowly disbanded, and the students of the conservatory who accompanied them, like their principal, were immersed in surging emotions and could not break free for a while.

Mozart looked at the more than 1000 people who were crying over there, and once again rejoiced that he had handed in a blank paper. If he passed the exam, he might be one of the people who were crying over there. It was very scary to think about it.

Wei Qian walked to Mozart and suggested, "Let's go and see the classroom. I really want to know how these people are in class."

Mozart thought that as long as he could leave this ghostly place and go anywhere, he immediately agreed. He turned his head and wanted to call Qin Tian, ​​but he saw Qin Tian looking up at the 20-meter-high one-to-one replica peregrine falcon statue.

Qin Tian looked at the statue with blank eyes, as if he was recalling.He was rescued twice by this mecha. Although he didn't know who it was, he remembered that on Baisha Star, he was trapped in that police mecha. Peregrine squatted down and carefully opened the cabin with his sharp claws Thinking of Jupiter, Tianlong led thousands of troops, and Peregrine Falcon stood in front of him alone. Such a person is probably like Zhen Yuqian said, a hero, or a very gentle hero.

Mozart happened to call out to Qin Tian at this time, Qin Tian glanced at him, and smiled slightly, Wu Yu was quite similar to Peregrine Falcon in tenderness.

The three of them went together to visit the classrooms of the Conservatory of Music, and there were quite a few people who went together, in groups of three or four.

Only the first-year freshmen of the School of Music participated in the welcome ceremony, and the senior students are still attending classes as usual today.The three of them walked to a teaching building. The floor was made of clean white marble, and the corridors were filled with oil paintings of past music masters. Their hairstyles were very similar to those of the principal.

Mozart wanted to hang a bust of Zhen Yuqian in the corridor, and people who are not familiar with music history would never find anything wrong.

The students of the military academy looked into the classroom through the windows.Mozart also took a look. He has experienced almost all of this familiar teaching mode.This area is a pop music class, and the practical classes in the conservatory are all taught in small classes, with one teacher for three or five students.

In a classroom where the guitar is taught, the teacher seemed to be very enthusiastic. He poked a few heads out of the door and said, "Would you like to try it if you are interested?" He also raised the guitar in his hand.

There are many students in the military academy who have learned the guitar in order to look handsome. They shoved each other shyly at first, and finally a bold boy came up and played a song.

The teacher commented: "There are a few notes that are not right, have you been practicing for a while? Zhou Lingling, teach him." The teacher was actually very euphemistic. Mozart could tell that half of the boys played were not in tune.But it is inevitable that the students of the military academy, except themselves, probably learned fighting and the like before entering school.

The students from the Conservatory of Music in the classroom whispered and looked curiously at the students in military uniforms outside. A girl in a long skirt walked up to the boy playing the guitar and talked to the boy about fingering.The two chatted happily, and the military cadets who were with the boys winked at the door.

Wei Qian poked Mozart with his elbow: "Hey, sure enough, most of them are girls here. Can you teach me a few tricks, I want to try too." He looked very envious.

Mozart looked at him speechlessly: "I don't know how to play the guitar."

Wei Qian gritted his teeth: "Then what do you know? Besides the harmonica?"

Mozart actually knows two kinds. Although the melody is common, the playing methods of different instruments are also very different. No matter how talented a person is, it is impossible to be proficient in everything. Mozart showed the harmonica in front of Wei Qian, but because There is no piano in the military academy, so Wei Qian never knew that what Mozart was really good at was piano.

Mozart was too lazy to talk to Wei Qian. Piano is not something that can be done quickly. His delusional attempt to imitate the boy who played the guitar and get close to the girl from the conservatory is doomed to fail.

Qin Tian didn't speak, he was looking at the map, he seemed to have found the place he was looking for, he took Mozart's arm and walked away: "Follow me."

Mozart obediently followed. He had read too much about music teaching, and he had no interest at all. He didn't want to stay any longer.Wei Qian took a look at the place, and several students from the military academy entered the guitar teaching classroom one after another. The small classroom seemed a bit crowded. Wei Qian thought that he was probably out of business, so he simply followed Mozart.

Qin Tian dragged Mozart up the stairs, went round and round, and finally found his destination, the piano classroom.

The inside is the same as the guitar classroom. There are not many people. There are five people including the teacher, each with a piano, and they are playing a piece of music together.

Students from a nearby military academy happened to come here, and they were gathering around the door to listen to the performance in the classroom.The three silently joined the crowd of observers.Qin Tian whispered to Mozart: "What piece is this?"

Mozart listened quietly for a while, then said softly: "Tchaikovsky's "June Boat Song"."

Wei Qian said in surprise: "Yes, you can hear it all."

He was too loud and disturbed the five people playing in the classroom. The teacher was an elderly man, and he seemed to have a bad temper. When he was interrupted, he flew into a rage: "Just listen to it, don't make any noise!"

Wei Qian hurriedly bowed and apologized.Only then did the old man calm down a little, and he pointed outside: "Who said "June Boat Song" just now?"

No one spoke, but all the onlookers turned their eyes to Mozart.

The much-anticipated Mozart: "..."

Qin Tian was no exception, he smiled at Mozart, and then pushed Mozart behind his back.Mozart staggered into the classroom.

The old man hurriedly said: "There is no need to perform such a grand ceremony."

Mozart managed to avoid kneeling directly on the ground, the male god is getting worse and worse.The old man said again: "So you know all the old tunes, have you ever studied music?"

Mozart nodded, he suddenly had a bad feeling.Three seconds later, the premonition came true. The old man stood up from the piano bench, pulled Mozart to sit down, and ordered: "Try."

The movement was done in one go, and there was no room for Mozart to refuse.Mozart, who was forced to face the piano, glanced out of the door silently. Wei Qian made a cheering gesture to him, and Qin Tian made a mouth shape.

Mozart recognized him saying: "You still owe me the piece."

Mozart: "..." All right, whoever told him to agree to Qin Tian, ​​just play it.He politely said to the teacher who was staring at him and the four students from the conservatory: "You're making a fool of yourself."

The old man signaled him to start. He didn't have any expectations for the students of this military academy. What kind of music can a group of rough men with knives and guns understand?

However, as soon as Mozart played a prelude, the old man was amazed.

Mozart also played "June Boat Song", which is one of Tchaikovsky's "Four Seasons", which is about the boats floating on the sparkling lake in summer night.

The teachers who have taught Mozart all agree that this is a stubborn rock, because Mozart has always held a resisting attitude towards music, and he can't wait to move one step before the piano. Every time he plays the piano, he has a bitter face. It's strange that the songs played with this mentality can be good.

But after all, he has the music genes of Mo Jun and Anna, and he is very talented in technique. As Mo Jun said, what he lacks is only emotion.Now he plays the piano willingly, it is his promise to Qin Tian, ​​so he plays very seriously.

It was not only the old man who was amazed, but also the four students of the Conservatory of Music, as well as the military students outside the door, as well as Principal Zhen Yuqian and Hu Feiwei who happened to pass by.

Mozart played very attentively. He closed his eyes, and his slender fingers were flying on the keys. His music brought almost all listeners to that summer night. The moon shadow was hazy, the lake was shimmering, the boat was floating in the middle of the lake, and the river was quiet. Flowing, people are traveling with the river in small boats, and the years are quiet.

The song came to an end, and the boat also came to the end.When the last note fell, Mozart was still immersed in his feelings and did not recover.

Zhen Yuqian applauded first, and he laughed loudly: "I didn't expect that your school also has music talents, amazing!"

Although Hu Feiwei was completely unaware that Wu Yu still had such a talent, he still put on an air and said, "Our school always emphasizes all-round development, it's a trivial matter."

The others were awakened by Zhen Yuqian's applause, and they also puffed up. Although they couldn't understand, it was no surprise that Yu Yu played it very well.

Zhen Yuqian and Hu Feiwei slowly left while flattering each other.Mozart in the classroom was surrounded by four girls from the conservatory. They were very curious: "Does your military academy also study music?"

"You play really well, better than all of us."

Mozart has always been fooling around with his bad friend Wu Yong, and rarely approached girls. Surrounded by four at once, he was a little at a loss. He replied shyly: "No, I learned it when I was young."

The girls were amused by this shy big boy, Wei Qian secretly hated that Mo Youyu, a bastard, didn't teach himself such a good way to seduce girls.He trembled suddenly, he glanced to the side, and the humanoid refrigerator was activated again.

Qin Tian stepped forward and politely said to the four girls: "We still have something to do, so let's go first." Then he pulled Mozart without looking back.

Wei Qian wisely felt that it was better not to follow.He turned to the girls and said, "I'm his roommate, if you want to ask me." The girls were still very curious about Mozart, so they immediately surrounded him, and Wei Qian was so proud that he couldn't think of leaving.

Mozart followed Qin Tian for a distance in a daze, and the two stopped when they reached a deserted corridor.

Mozart asked Qin Tian nervously: "How is my playing?" Although the others looked very good, he was most concerned about Qin Tian's attitude.

Qin Tian said with a straight face, "I regret it."

Mozart's heart skipped a beat, could it be that he played very badly?

Qin Tian continued with a straight face: "I should find a place where no one is around for you to play. You were almost snatched away by others."

Mozart laughed, the way the male god praises people is really different.

Qin Tian suddenly pinned the rose received at the welcome ceremony in Mozart's collar pocket, stepped back a few steps, looked it over, and said with satisfaction: "Give it to my little musician."

Mozart was wearing the school's dark green military uniform, and the other red roses looked a little nondescript. He looked at the flowers on his chest, remembered the previous question, and asked casually, "What's the difference between these two flowers?"

Qin Tian blinked with a sly smile: "One was given by someone else, and the other was given by me."