Two Hundred and Eighth Quiet Corner

"King of the Stage ()"

The sky is high and vast, boundless and boundless, but at this time it is divided into a series of irregular palm-sized squares because of the steel forest in the city of New York, and the hazy halo between the buildings is connected into a shallow The mist diffused through the cold lines, and then the sky above the head became blurred and distant, as if entering Atlantis in a trance, isolated in another world.

The noisy electronic rhythm is still faintly visible behind him, beating his heart continuously like a heavy hammer, the bang bang bang makes his head a little swollen, he drives his feet around the lively area of ​​the swimming pool, and walks towards the edge of the open-air balcony , the raging winds from the left and right sides gradually surged, the loud music was blown away instantly, the world gradually quieted down, and the scenery in front of him quietly changed again.

"...how is it possible...haha...no no no...haha...I think..."

The roar of the music is surging behind the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the sound of the conversation on the open-air balcony gradually becomes clearer, and the chatter and fights are captured fragmentarily, and the young boys and girls are frolicking by the swimming pool. There is no heat in the room, but it is still full of wantonness and splendor of the party.

"Ha ha."

"Hahahahaha."

A burst of turbulent laughter burst out suddenly, and the turbulent air faintly hit the eardrums. Ronan couldn't help turning his head to look over, and then he could see a group of young people bustling around in the blue swimming pool, among them Several people leaned against the edge of the swimming pool, facing the direction of the shore, and the booing was attacking.

Following their line of sight, Ronan could see a curly-haired girl in a glamorous white long dress sitting on a beach chair, with an expression comparable to an iceberg, maintaining a calm posture indifferently, a powerful man who should not enter The aura is incompatible with the surrounding noise, and the white silk skirt scattered all over the ground like flowing water is like a white rose in full bloom, and the radiant lights are sprinkled on the skirt, causing circles of ripples.

The booing sound did not attract the girl's attention, she still lowered her head slightly, her slightly curly long black hair undulated like a waterfall, the jet black hair was soft and shiny, and the moonlight shone through the hair swaying in the wind. Jumping between them, the light fluorescence makes people hold their breath, through the long hair, one can vaguely see the outline of her face, but can't see the specific facial features, just feel her concentration.

"Hey! I'm talking to you now."

The young people in the swimming pool seemed to be drunk—or maybe they weren't drunk, and they just wanted to make a fuss, and continued to make harassing screams.

"I said, are you going to play a violin tonight? Bach? Or Chopin?"

After finishing speaking, the young boys and girls burst into laughter collectively, their sarcasm and playful emotions were revealed without any concealment, with a kind of sharpness.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The young people in the swimming pool burst into laughter collectively, and their unscrupulous laughter broke out into aggression, charging towards the girl with full firepower.

At this moment, Ronan noticed the violin on the girl's ankle.

The dark brown violin case looks plain and unpretentious. It doesn’t look like much. It’s not clear how much it’s worth, but it’s certain that it’s a little out of place. It’s really strange to show up with a violin at a party where the gongs and drums are loud. , after all no one will play the violin here.

Moreover, to the pop music circle, classical music always appears lofty, proud, arrogant, alienated, and self-righteous—just like a girl with a high temperament in front of me, appearing on Bruno Mars's celebration party, It is indeed unusual.

However, this cannot be a reason to attack the other party.

Ronan was about to step forward, thinking in his mind how to rescue the opponent, but before he had time to act, the situation had already changed.

Girl, look up.

Round eyes, round jaws, round apple muscles, a slight smile on the corner of the mouth, and a baby face full of youthful sweetness; but, the eyebrows like long swords reveal a heroic spirit, The delicate eyebrows and eyes reveal a coldness and stubbornness that is thousands of miles away from others, but it suddenly makes a subtle change in the temperament of the whole face. Even with a smile on the corner of the mouth, it still reveals a kind of pride.

The pride in his bones, the appearance of Shengxue in white clothes, just calmly watched the group of booing guys in the swimming pool, his emotionless eyes made the other party being watched clearly feel the contempt and disdain emanating from the inside out.

"So, do you still know the difference between Chopin and Bach? That means you at least know some knowledge."

Smile.

The girl showed a smile to the group of people in the swimming pool, and replied very politely and gently. Her voice was not as sweet as imagined, but cold and moving with a string of strings. The magnetism surges curlingly in the coda.

One sentence made the boys and girls in the swimming pool choke, and even the head of the Mensa club could hear the sarcasm in the girl's words-the problem is that they really can't tell the difference between Chopin and Bach, just casually Just a random list of two names that I know.

"Pfft", the smile on the corner of Ronan's mouth involuntarily rose slightly, and then he could feel a sharp gaze projected towards him like a sharp arrow.

Ronan quickly restrained his smile, and calmly met the girl's gaze, without any guilty look, the four eyes met, and a quick exchange of glances, the girl seemed to understand the clarity in Ronan's eyes - or just didn't care, the eyes just Just paused, then moved away.

It was just a gap in the exchange of eyes, and the young people in the swimming pool found their courage again. Their vigor was not so easily defeated. It was just a gap of breathing, and a new wave of attacks came again. Maybe this is The way they enjoy partying.

"What the hell happened to you? Being forced by your parents to go on a blind date and fleeing like Cinderella, and finally breaking into our party like Alice? Oh, this doesn't belong to you, I think, you still bring yours Fiddle and your pea go back and be proud princesses."

A series of jokes, jokes, complaints, and ridicules were sharp. I thought it would be quiet outside, but obviously Ronan was too naive. Without the cover of music and the catharsis of dancing, another effect brought by alcohol It's working.

Ronan was about to speak and told them to shut up.

But unexpectedly, the girl seemed to have sensed Ronan's intentions, and she glanced at a throwing knife from the corner of her eyes, stopping Ronan's attempt to "save the beauty as a hero".