Lord of the Mysteries: Yao Guang

"That's great, my God... Did that idiot Monet pick up the treasure?"

"How could such an outstanding young man come to this shabby cafe? Is she a customer?"

"Damn it, Monet really found a cheap pianist?"

"Goddess, this is really wonderful! She still looks like a face, and I haven't seen her in these streets before."

The whispering voices in the cafe are kept very low. The customers are afraid of disturbing the "musician" who is playing, and don't want to disturb other people who are admiring. surprise and admiration.

"Ma'am, two more Southwell beers. Can I ask you about the girl?"

Martha refilled the empty glasses of the two men at the bar, and smiled obsequiously: "Two glasses of ten pence, but you are not allowed to think of the little girl! We spent a lot of money!"

One of the men in a suit pushed one soli on the table: "Give her the rest as a tip, she plays really well. If this is played in a concert hall in the West District, it will cost more than ten soli for one performance. "

Another unshaven man laughed. "I never saw you actually go there, Tony!"

"I'll always read magazines and papers, news is business, old Pep."

The man with the scruffy beard handed another penny to the smiling proprietress: "This is for the old neighbor. I'm not an unreasonable guy like Tony. He knows a lot of business. So that' don't give Ask the girl if she will come again in the future?"

Martha smiled and put away all the money on the table, proudly raised her aquiline nose: "Of course! Anyway, she must be here this week!"

Old Pep drank all the wine in the glass, brushed off the dark blue peaked cap that has become popular recently, pressed it on his head, and then stood up with a smile: "Then I have to congratulate you, look The look on the faces of these old friends in the store! You'll soon be running out of benches."

Martha's smile also became sincere, and she looked at Esther's back with satisfaction, and took two steaming plates of French fries from the kitchen window.Although Martha doesn't know much about music or art, she also likes the young girl's piano sound, which is tens of millions of times better than Thomson's. No, comparing the two is to exalt Thomson!

The man in the suit didn't leave, but took a sip of the beer in his glass, closed his eyes and enjoyed everything, and even took his breath a little lightly.His fingers resting on the wall of the cup followed the rhythm of the piano sound, clicking again and again.

Until the end of the performance, the people in the cafe applauded at the same time, and some guests even stood up excitedly, watching the performer bow awkwardly to thank them, and immediately someone booed her to play a few more pieces.Martha was carrying a tray to deliver a grilled chicken wing to the table. She put down the tray and shook Esther's hand, telling her to continue playing.

Since the guests like it, there is no need for Esther to serve such a small matter, and the guests like to listen to it anyway.

Of course Esther would not have any objections. She moved her fingers and recalled the score of another song in her mind, and found that even the song she was not familiar with could clearly come to mind now, and the rest was to do Yes, but it's just playing out.

The real melody finally came out from the Teana Café. A cheerful and light little waltz fluttered over each cup, making the Monets’ turnover far higher than usual tonight, and Martha’s smile never disappeared from her face that night. Pass.

At the close of business for the day, Esther was paid directly for the week, and while she was helping Martha wash the plates and glasses, Martha kept saying "I gave you all the money, you can't go to someone else Home".This made Esther really unable to hold back, and Thomson beside him burst into laughter, and was kicked twice by Martha angrily and embarrassingly.

Martha still smiled very happily, and when she sorted the dried dishes into the cabinet, she rubbed the corners of her eyes with the cuffs that were pulled up to her elbows: "To be honest, if our son survives, maybe He will really follow his father's expectations and learn something like 'playing the piano'. I don't understand these things, but Thomson always talks about it."

Only then did Esther learn that the Monets also had a child, but they died when they were very young. Martha's body was no longer suitable for childbearing, and the two continued to live like this.

In addition to the ten soli weekly salary, Esther received ten and a half pennies for tips alone, which was only the result of the first day, even excluding half of the piano usage fee that Martha took from it.Although it's not very kind to deduct tips, Esther doesn't care. After all, Martha even gave her a week's salary in advance.

Esther saved the money and a large bag of scrambled egg sandwiches that Thomson gave her. First, she went to the second-hand clothing store on the next street to buy two changes of clothes, and then went to a tailor to order underwear. When it came down, the Sule in her hand shrank by more than half, and turned into a bag in her hand.

Thanks to Mr. Thomson's enthusiastic support, the burden of food is not so big, and the remaining money is barely enough for Esther's preparation expenses.According to the agreement between Martha and Esther, she can have a day off every Wednesday, of course, starting from next week, Ms. Martha will not suffer at all.

When approaching the apartment building at No. [-] Lily of the Valley Street, Esther saw the new sunflower beside the pile of potted plants at a glance. The golden petals arched the flower plate, and it straightened its long stem like a guard on guard. The low flowers stand out from the flock, even against the cold wind in September, it blooms vigorously regardless of it.

This is really unscientific, Extraordinary power is self-willed.

As Esther thought, the corners of her mouth raised again.She began to wonder where Mrs. Romano bought the flowers from. No, she seemed to be some kind of "harvest priest". Did Mrs. Romano give birth to her?I don't know how many people's food and clothing can be solved by using this technology to grow rice or wheat...

When Esther walked into the apartment, she was startled by the loud sound of cracking cannons by the door. Her spiritual intuition did not call the police, and the other party was not an enemy. Standing at the door in a daze.

Among the scattered paper flowers, a man whom Esther had never seen before was kneeling on one knee, holding a bouquet of white roses in his hand. The wide sunglasses blocked most of his face, making it difficult to see his face clearly. face:

"Oh, it must be the mercy of the god of steam, so that my lonely soul wandering in the world is enough to see your brilliance and listen to the beautiful voice of art, Galvin Leples, hereby express to the piano The spirits above offer my name."

Esther took two steps back and closed the door again with a "bang".

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