Lucien took a deep breath and opened the hardcover book as if he was opening a new page of fate. He found the first page of the first chapter, "Pronunciation". He was delighted but not surprised to find that these letters were used in one of the magic notes.
For Lucien who could use the common language fluently, as long as he mastered the pronunciation of the thirty-two letters and the basic rules of spelling, he could try to read the words and compare them with the words and syllables he usually used to understand the meaning. He could also convert the syllables into written words through the rules of spelling and the letters. With this comparison, learning the common language would be very fast.
Victor did not notice Lucien's little joy. He very seriously and seriously taught the pronunciation of the thirty-two letters several times. He watched Lucien make some strange marks on the paper and read it back and forth twice. Then he walked to the ordinary young man next to him with satisfaction, "Read it dozens of times carefully. When I come back, if you can recite it completely with the book in your back, then I'll start to teach you the basic rules of spelling and grammar."
He was just encouraging Lucien. As a beginner, it was impossible for him to memorize the pronunciation of the thirty-two letters so quickly, unless he was a guy with a super strong memory. And this kind of person, as long as he was willing to work hard, he would be able to achieve a lot in his career.
Lucien carefully read the pronunciation of the thirty-two letters and then compared it with the pronunciation marks he made on the paper using a combination of Chinese and English. After confirming that there was no mistake, he calmed down, focused his mind, and opened the Library in his soul.
In the Library, there was a new bookshelf called "Common Language". On it, there was a piece of paper with strange marks and a black hardcover book, which were the two things in front of him.
Opening the black hardcover book, Lucien was not surprised to see that there was only the first page of the book. The rest of the book was blank.
So Lucien quickly flipped through the "Pronunciation and Basic Grammar of the Common Language" on the small round table. He was satisfied to see that the black hardcover book in the Library of the Soul had become complete.
"It's exactly as I predicted," Lucien muttered to himself with a smile.
With the help of the Library of the Soul, Lucien was confident that he could learn the common language in a short period of time. Therefore, he began to try to memorize the pronunciation of the 32 letters.
There were a lot of mistakes the first time, and there were still a lot of mistakes the second time. On the third time, the number of mistakes started to decrease, but some of the things that could be recited before were forgotten … After a total of fifteen times, Lucien forced himself to remember all the letters and pronunciations.
Of course, Lucien knew that this was only an instantaneous memory. If he didn't consolidate it for a period of time, he would soon forget it. During this process, Lucien also discovered that the mental strength he used to activate the theurgy was very helpful to his memory.
After Lucien muttered two more times, Victor finished teaching and walked to Lucien's side again.
There was a faint tiredness on his face, but compared to when Lucien first arrived, he was no longer pacing back and forth anxiously. It seemed that shifting his attention was very helpful for him to relax his mind.
"Lucien, recite it once for me," Victor said to Lucien with a friendly smile.
Lucien didn't hesitate and started to recite it. Halfway through, he suddenly forgot the pronunciation of a letter. In his confusion, he found the pronunciation mark on the paper in the Library of the Soul and successfully recited it.
It wasn't that Lucien wanted to cheat, but he had limited money. If he could make the best use of his time to learn as much as possible, even if he didn't master it, he could digest it later with the help of the library.
Victor had been preparing to correct Lucien's pronunciation mistakes and parts that he couldn't remember clearly, but when he finished reciting, he didn't react. After a while, he asked in confusion, "You've learned pronunciation before?"
This question was asked in a slightly loud voice, causing the others who were immersed in their studies to raise their heads curiously and look at Lucien.
"No." Lucien shook his head and denied it.
Victor didn't doubt it. He nodded slightly and praised, "Your memory is very good, very rare. Okay, then I'll start teaching you the rules of spelling. "
The others also looked at Lucien in surprise. They didn't expect him to have such an outstanding memory. Of course, there were also those who sneered and looked down on him. They thought that Lucien must have learned pronunciation before, otherwise how could he remember it all in such a short time? They thought that he was just putting on an act to gain Mr. Victor's favor. In the future, he might even be accepted as a real student of music.
But such a small matter didn't cause much of a stir, especially since three of the noble students were already learning music from Victor. They quickly lowered their heads again and continued to look at the music scores and music theory knowledge.
Nearly an hour later, Lucien learned the rules of spelling without any distracting thoughts. At this time, in this environment, Lucien finally understood thoroughly and clearly:
Time is money!
Because an extra day of learning would cost a lot more money!
"Okay, ladies and gentlemen, relax, eat some fruit, drink a cup of tea, and continue learning later." Victor seemed to be in good spirits. As the servants served tea and a few plates of cut fruit, he walked to the second floor.
The tea was served in a pale white enamel cup with a simple pattern and a handle. Jasmine, orange slices, and other things were added, giving the cup an orange-red color. As for the fruit, there were some that Lucien found familiar, but there were also some that he had never seen before.
Dressed in ordinary noble clothes, a young man with dark blue hair like the sea smiled and said to his companions around him, "Mr. Victor seems to have some inspiration. If it doesn't stop, I'm afraid that today's learning will be over."
He looked a few years older than Lucien. His eyes were long and narrow, and the bridge of his nose was high. He was holding a thin sheet of music in his hand. Among the noble students, he seemed to be the center of attention. Only a noble girl in a wine-red dress was sitting there, but she answered in a lazy tone, "Mr. Lucien, Mr. Lucien.
"Lot, if Mr. Victor finishes early, he will definitely make up for it on the weekend. And if he can compose a new piece of music, we can practice with the orchestra in the next few days. I don't want to just do monotonous music theory learning and ordinary flute playing training. Only by practicing with a formal orchestra can I make faster progress. "
She was about seventeen or eighteen years old. She had a bright appearance, flame-like long hair, and thick and sexy lips. Her waist was not as thin as her cousins', as it would cause breathing difficulties, and breathing difficulties would make it difficult for her to play the flute.
Lot looked at the red-haired girl and could not help but laugh. "A few days ago, a chief conductor who is as beautiful as the Silver Moon, Phyllis, joined the orchestra that Mr. Victor is working with. The two of us accompanied Mr. Victor at that time. You want to practice with the orchestra so much, is it because you like him?"
The chief conductor of the orchestra was the first violin player. When there was no conductor, he had to play the role of the conductor.
"Don't insult me with your playboy heart. I just think that his violin playing is very good, much better than the previous chief conductor." Phyllis retorted, but there was a strange blush on her face. "Don't you think that he played 'Violin Sonata No. 1 in G minor' very well? Do you think that your violin playing is better than his? "
When it came to music, Lot immediately became serious and excited. He began to discuss all kinds of musical knowledge and music with Phyllis. Several other noble students chimed in from time to time. Obviously, they were very interested in this topic. Even the brown-haired girl among the commoner students, whom they had been indifferent to, could not help but chime in and say something insightful, which they nodded in agreement.
In Aalto, music was another common language.
Of course, the noble students still intentionally or unintentionally ignored the commoner students and Lucien, and the commoner students also intentionally or unintentionally turned a blind eye to Lucien and tried to get close to the noble students.
There was no sarcasm, no sarcasm, only deep estrangement and indifference.
Perhaps, in the hearts of the noble students, the commoners and the poor were not worthy of being treated with a bad attitude. After all, they did not even have a common language. They just habitually excluded them from their circle. It was a kind of contempt that they did not take to heart.
For this, Lucien did not care at all. He was racing against time to learn. He was like a sponge that had been dry for a long time and was thrown back into the sea of knowledge, greedily absorbing the nutrients.
But from their discussion, Lucien occasionally heard some sentences and humming. He found that the music in this world, whether it was the scale or the melody, was very similar to the music on Earth. The only difference was the specific musical notation.
"What a group of serious students." Lucien raised his head and looked at them who were enthusiastically discussing. He took a sip of the strange black tea with jasmine petals and ate a piece of fruit that might be a snow pear. He then continued to concentrate on learning.
Mr. Victor's inspiration did not last long. After ten minutes, he walked down with a tired and anxious face.
But after teaching the students seriously, his irritation was a lot better.
After an hour of hard work, Lucien finally learned most of the rules of spelling before the end of the day. He also memorized them with the help of the Library of the Soul.
At 4: 10, the class ended. Except for Lot, Phyllis, and a noble boy named Herodotus, who stayed to learn how to play musical instruments, the others stood up and left the hall.
Lucien recalled what he had learned today and walked very slowly. The three commoner students were talking and laughing with each other. They walked at the front with light steps. They often looked at the two noble students in the middle who were discussing music, but they did not dare to get too close. As for Lucien, whether it was the two noble students, the three of them, or the two noble students, they only glanced at him occasionally.
Out of the gate, two horse carriages came out of nowhere. The brown horses were tall and strong, snorting loudly. Then, under the envious eyes of the commoner students, the two noble students boarded the horse carriages sent by their families and slowly left.
No matter what the situation of their families was, as long as they did not starve to death, most of the nobles would choose to maintain their dignity.
The three commoner students watched the horse carriages disappear behind the tall trees around the corner. Then, they left together in the direction of the Purple Lily District.
Lucien, on the other hand, was like a bookworm, silently reciting what he had learned today while walking on the boulevard.
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"You're learning from Mr. Victor? He's an excellent musician! " My little Evans, are you really going to inherit your uncle's dream of being a musician? "Joel joked when he learned that Lucien's teacher was Lucien's language teacher.
Lucien also replied humorously, "Of course, I'll be a great musician in the future."
After the joyful dinner, Lucien returned home early. Lying on his bed, which was almost smashed, Lucien turned on the library and opened the magic notes written in the lingua franca. He tried to spell out the words and understand the meaning of the words.
Of course, because of his accent, vocabulary, and grammar, Lucien did not expect that he would be able to understand the notes and start learning magic after only one day. He only wanted to review and consolidate what he had learned during the day.
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