Little Oliver nodded repeatedly, no one knew whether he believed it or not.

By this time we drank, everyone had basically reached the level of the amount and were very self-disciplined to stop drinking. Only Professor Chang Yue and Rudolph Wagner were still blowing each bottle.

The professor is getting more and more interested, so there must be more people like this, Zheng Ren judged.

He spoke in a mess and all kinds of Northeast dialects came out. Zheng Ren had to think about it before he could understand what the professor meant.

I just hope he doesn't delay the surgery tomorrow.

"Xibaoer, go to the car and get my piano!" As he was so excited, Professor Rudolph Wagner patted the little Oliver on the shoulder and said loudly: "I drink happily, how can I lose music? On such a night, beer and music are the best match!"

I'm going... this guy uses this place as a bar?

Zheng Ren watched the professor clean up a skewer, wiped the oil from his mouth with a napkin, tidied up his hair, and stood up staggeringly.

Little Oliver had drunk too much and was shaken.

The female international student who acted as a translator quickly asked them to sit down, then ran out, and walked in with a piano box.

Professor Rudolph Wagner had a flowing blonde hair. He took the piano box and did not open it directly, but gently stroked the box with his hands.

"Boss, this is my lover, I will never be without her for the rest of my life." Professor Rudolf Wagner said romantically.

Zheng Ren didn't say anything, just nodded.

I hope the professor will not throw his little lover away.

It was just when the meal was overcrowded.

Originally, this big green stick with eight boxes was already very eye-catching. Now the blonde and blue-eyed foreigners still have to play the violin, and everyone's eyes gathered over and looked at them curiously.

"Fugui'er, hurry up, play the piano and continue drinking." Chang Yue opened a big green stick with his teeth and poured it in.

"Next, I will play... hiccup... a Violin Concerto in E minor by Mendelssohn." Professor Rudolf Wagner said gracefully. If there was no hiccup, he would have been pretending to be successful and perfect at this moment.

In a street stall like Xiaochuandian, the contrast between the violin concerto of La Mendelssohn is like clouds, which is the best material for showing off.

Listening to a foreigner who would play a concerto in Mendelssohn's E minor in very standard Chinese, everyone present gave warm applause, whether they knew or didn't know about Mendelssohn.

That doesn’t matter. Everyone comes out to eat skewers, aren’t it all for fun?

Oliver Jr. took a chair for Professor Rudolph Wagner, and the professor took out the violin and looked around, as if he was in the golden hall of Vienna, bowing gracefully, with long golden hair flowing, pleasing to the eye.

He then sat in a chair, clamped the violin under his cheek, and began to play.

The music is melodious, crisp, melodious, cheerful and smooth.

Zheng Ren didn't have this elegant bone. Seeing that Xie Yiren was obsessed with hearing it, he asked, "Yiren, how do you?"

"I studied for a while when I was a child, but later I passed the eighth level of Emperor's major and didn't continue to study. Last year, a band came to me, but I thought it was too far away and refused. The key is that I don't like it, and I am still willing to do surgery for the nurse." Xie Yiren replied in a low voice, delicate and delicate manner.

"The Emperor... is still level 8..." Zhong Min covered her mouth in surprise when she heard this.

"Entertainment is entertainment." Xie Yiren said with a smile.

"Is it very awesome?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Mr. Zheng, violin major, the domestic classification is not unified. The Chinese Conservatory of Music is divided into 1-9 levels, and the Shanghai Conservatory of Music is divided into 1-12 levels. There is also the difference between majors and amateurs. But Emperor..." Zhong Min exclaimed, "Yiren, the one who is looking for you is a professional orchestra."

"Yeah." Xie Yiren nodded slightly.

"Then why don't you go! What kind of equipment nurse should you be here?" Zhong Min was surprised.

"It's boring, I think it's a little more fun to see the surgery."

“…”

Zheng Ren was speechless, but he had psychological construction early, and he had it since he met Xie Yiren in the emergency department corridor.

"How is the professor's level?" Zheng Ren asked.

"It's better in the amateur field." Xie Yiren said.

Amateur...well, okay.

The song played by Professor Rudolf Wagner came to an end, but he was still unsatisfied. After the ending, the melody immediately changed and became ethereal and quiet.

"This is a song from the Mystery Garden, called when it rains." Xie Yiren leaned gently on Zheng Ren's arm and whispered: "I used to like it very much, especially when it rained. Sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and watching the rain, the notes pulled out seem to have souls. Rolf Laufran and Fionora Sally are talented musicians, and the ethereal and ethereal Irish musical style is fully displayed in this song."

Zheng Ren was dewy when he heard it, but the picture in front of him was in front of the large floor-to-ceiling window. Xie Yiren was quiet and gentle, wearing a white dress and playing the violin. The graceful melody and the sound of the rain hitting the banana leaves were mixed together.

Zheng Ren's heart was moved.

I haven't felt this kind of palpitations for a long time. If I were sitting aside and watching quietly...

This kind of life is so beautiful that Zheng Ren dares not even dare to think about it.

I was afraid that I would be too disappointed if I lost it.

Zheng Ren occasionally felt literary, but this ethereal state of mind was immediately interrupted by cheers.

"Okay!" Several people who came to eat pulled the door and saw a blond and blue-eyed foreigner playing beautiful music, and the cheers were immediately connected.

A young man took out his wallet, took out a hundred-year-old little Red Bull from it, came to the professor, and threw it into his violin box.

The professor did not look angry, but nodded happily.

Some people started, and others threw money into the violin box.

The money is not much, most of it is ten yuan or twenty yuan, so everyone is happy.

Little Oliver also got excited.

He had already drunk the amount, and took two big green sticks, found the bottle opener, and handed the professor one of the big green sticks that were experiencing foam. The two of them touched the bottle and drank them happily and drank them directly.

Well……

Zheng Ren was helpless.

This is the rhythm of drinking bigger and higher.

But now the entire Chuaner restaurant is happy and treats tonight's dinner as a PATER falling from the sky.

Alas, I guess the operation will be ruined tomorrow, Zheng Ren sighed in his heart.

But Zheng Ren is not sorry to have Xie Yiren by his side. Anyway, he is the professor's patient. Whether he can learn prostate interventional embolization is really not very related to Zheng Ren.
Chapter completed!