Little Oliver nodded repeatedly. No one knew whether he believed it or not.
At this time, everyone had basically reached their limit. They were very self-disciplined and no longer drank. Only Chang Yue and Professor Rudolf Wagner were still drinking one bottle after another.
The professor's interest was getting higher and higher. This guy must have had too much, Zheng Ren judged.
His speech was messy, and all kinds of Northeastern dialect came out. Zheng Ren had to think for a while to understand what the professor meant.
He only hoped that he would not delay tomorrow's surgery.
"Xi Bao 'er, go to the car and get my violin!" Professor Rudolf Wagner patted Little Oliver's shoulder and said loudly, "How can we drink without music? On a night like this, beer and music go together the best! "
F * ck … Did this guy think this place was a bar?
Zheng Ren watched as the professor cleaned up a skewer. He wiped the oil on his mouth with a napkin, tidied his hair, and stood up unsteadily.
Little Oliver had had too much to drink and was swaying.
The female exchange student who was acting as the interpreter quickly asked them to sit down. Then, she ran out and walked in with the violin case.
Professor Rudolf Wagner's blonde hair fluttered in the wind. He took the violin case and did not open it directly. Instead, he gently stroked the case with his hand.
"Boss, this is my lover. I can't leave her for the rest of my life," Professor Rudolf Wagner said romantically.
Zheng Ren did not say anything. He just nodded.
He hoped that the professor would not drop his little lover.
It was dinner time, and the skewer shop was already full of people.
Originally, the eight boxes of Big Green Stick were already very eye-catching. Now that the blonde foreigner was playing the violin, everyone's eyes gathered and looked around curiously.
"Lil Fugui, hurry up. Drink after you finish playing the violin." Chang Yue used her teeth to open a bottle of Big Green Stick and poured it in.
"Next, I'll play for everyone … Burp … I'll play Mendelssohn's Violin Concerto in E minor," Professor Rudolf Wagner said elegantly. If not for the burp, he would have succeeded in showing off at this moment, and it would have been a perfect one.
Playing Mendelssohn's Violin Concerto at a roadside stall like this one was like clouds and mud, which in itself was the best material for showing off.
Hearing a foreigner say in standard Chinese that he was going to play Mendelssohn's Concerto in E minor, everyone present applauded warmly, regardless of whether they knew Mendelssohn or not.
That's not important. Everyone came out to eat skewers for fun, right?
Little Oliver brought a chair for Professor Rudolf Wagner, who took out his violin and looked around as if he were in the Golden Hall in Vienna. He bowed gracefully, his long blond hair flowing and pleasing to the eye.
Then he sat down on a chair, put the violin under his chin, and began to play.
The music was melodious, clear, melodious, cheerful, and smooth.
Seeing that Xie Yiren was listening attentively, he asked, "Yiren, do you know how to do it?"
"I learned it for a while when I was young, but after I passed King of England level 8, I stopped learning. Last year, a band asked me to join them, but I felt it was too far away, so I rejected them. The key is that I don't like it. I'm still willing to be a scrub nurse for surgery, "Xie Yiren answered softly, her voice soft and tender.
"King of England … Level 8 …" Zhong Min covered her mouth in shock when she heard this.
"Entertainment is entertainment," Xie Yiren said with a smile.
"Is it very good?" Zheng Ren asked.
"Chief Zheng, the violin major is not unified in the country. The China Conservatory of Music is divided into levels 1 to 9, and the Shanghai Conservatory of Music is divided into levels 1 to 12. There is also the difference between professional and amateur. But King of England … "Zhong Min sighed." Yiren, it's a professional orchestra that asked you to join, right? "
"Yes." Xie Yiren nodded slightly.
"Then why don't you go! Why do you still want to be a scrub nurse here? "Zhong Min was surprised.
"It's boring. I think watching the surgery is more fun."
"…"
Zheng Ren was also speechless. He had been mentally prepared since he met Xie Yiren in the emergency department corridor.
"How's the professor's standard?" Zheng Ren asked.
"In the amateur circle, it's considered relatively good," Xie Yiren said.
Amateur … Well, okay.
Professor Rudolf Wagner's song came to an end, but he was not done yet. After the end, the melody changed and became ethereal and quiet.
"This is a song from the Mysterious Garden. It's called When It Rains." Xie Yiren gently leaned on Zheng Ren's arm and whispered, "I used to like it very much, especially when it rained. I sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and watched the rain. The notes I played seemed to have a soul. Rolf Laufran and Fionora Sally were talented musicians. The ethereal style of Ireland was vividly displayed in this song. "
Zheng Ren's head was wet from listening, but the image in front of him was of Xie Yiren in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. She was quiet and gentle, wearing a white dress and playing the violin. The beautiful melody mixed with the sound of rain hitting the banana leaves.
Zheng Ren's heart skipped a beat.
It had been a long time since he had felt this kind of palpitation. If he sat by the side and watched quietly …
This kind of life was too beautiful, so beautiful that Zheng Ren did not dare to think about it.
He was afraid that if he thought too much, he would be too disappointed once he lost it.
Zheng Ren would occasionally be artistic, but this kind of ethereal state of mind was immediately interrupted by cheers.
"Okay!" A few people who came to eat pulled the door open and came in. When they saw a blonde foreigner playing beautiful music, they immediately cheered.
A young man took out his wallet and took out a small red bull from it. He came in front of the professor and threw it into his violin case.
The professor did not sulk. Instead, he nodded happily.
Someone started it, and the others also threw money into the violin case.
There was not much money, most of them ten or twenty yuan. Everyone was just joining in to have fun.
Little Oliver also became cheerful.
He had already drunk enough. He took two big green sticks, found a bottle opener, and handed one of the big green sticks that was foaming to the professor. The two of them clinked bottles and drank happily.
Uh …
Zheng Ren was very helpless.
The more they drank, the higher they went.
However, the entire restaurant was now happy, treating tonight's dinner as a pater that had fallen from the sky.
Sigh, tomorrow's surgery was probably going to be ruined. Zheng Ren sighed in his heart.
However, with Xie Yiren by his side, Zheng Ren did not regret it. After all, he was the professor's patient. Whether he could learn prostate interventional embolization or not really had much to do with Zheng Ren.
"Brothers, let's raise our glasses! This glass is to a beautiful tomorrow! "Professor Rudolf Wagner raised the big green stick high, his blonde hair flying in the wind, unusually cheerful.
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