Chapter 197 World Vocal Music Association
"Hello, Professor Edward, I'm Mi Xia, from China." Mi Xia greeted Professor Edward gracefully.
"Oh? You are from China? That mysterious and ancient oriental country?" Professor Edward seemed very excited to hear that Mi Xia was from China.
"Yes, has Professor Edward ever been to China?" Mi Xia asked curiously.
"No, no." Professor Edward waved his hand and said, "I just really yearn for China. I will definitely go there if I have the chance. By the way, I'd like to ask, who did you learn piano from? How do you say it in Chinese? Out of this world, yes, that's the word."
Professor Edward even came up with an idiom with fairly normal pronunciation. It seems that he really likes China.
"My violin?" Mi Xia thought about it. It seemed that she had only learned a little in her previous life. In this life, because of the comprehensive development of her eyes and brain due to the spiritual spring water, her skill level had reached an unprecedented height. So where did she get her teacher?
Therefore, Mi Xia could only say embarrassedly: "I'm sorry to make Professor Edward laugh. I learned the violin by myself. I joined the club just to communicate with everyone and improve my level."
"Self-study? Oh my God, that's impossible, right?" Professor Edward's mouth was so open that two eggs could be stuffed into it.
"Is there any problem?" Mi Xia asked curiously. It was obvious that Mi Xia herself did not have a good understanding of her own level.
"Mi Xue, right? I welcome you to join the violin club, but you said that you want to join the club to improve each other's level. I'm sorry, I can't agree to that."
"Ah? What's wrong?" Now it was Mi Xia's turn to open her mouth in surprise.
"Because at your current level, let alone the violin club, even I can't teach you. Even if Arcangelo Corelli were to be resurrected (Arcangelo Corelli is one of the greatest instrumentalists in the world and is recognized as the world's number one violinist), I don't think he could teach you. I feel like your memory is like a god. You must be God's biological daughter, right?"
Professor Edward said excitedly: "I don't know if you have time. I want to take you to the association to meet some old friends. When old Benjamin sees you, he will probably give up his position obediently, right?"
Professor Edward became happier and happier as he spoke, and he even laughed out loud involuntarily.
This made Mi Xia even more confused. What association? Who is Benjamin?
"Professor Edward, what are you talking about?" Mi Xia asked cautiously.
"Oh, nothing, nothing." Professor Edward then realized that he was a little confused.
"Then can I join the club?" Mi Xia raised the question again.
"Of course you can, James. Why are you still dithering here? Hurry up and take Miss Mi to handle the renewal. God, why did I choose someone like you as the president?"
James touched his head innocently and muttered, "Oh God, it's not my fault. You were the one who kept talking to him."
"What are you talking about? Hurry up!" Professor Edward urged again.
"Okay, okay, Miss Mi, please follow me." President James called to Mi Xia.
James took Mi Xia to the office next to the performance room and handed her an application form.
"Miss Mi, just fill out this form." James said.
"So simple?" Mi Xia quickly filled out the form and handed it to James, who signed it with a flick of the pen.
"It's that simple. Miss Mi, welcome to join the violin club. Please take time to come and give us guidance when you have time in the future."
"Okay, definitely. Let's study together and make progress together." Mi Xia nodded.
"Let's go, Professor Edward is still waiting for us." James said hurriedly.
However, as soon as they opened the door, they found that Professor Edward was already waiting at the door.
"Professor Edward." Mi Xia and President James both greeted Professor Edward.
"Do you have anything else to say?" Mi Xia asked.
"Miss Mi, didn't I just say that I don't know if you have time to go to the association with me? I can find a few old friends to jointly recommend you to join the association."
"Association? What association?" Mi Xia was confused.
"World Vocal Association, God, I can't imagine what the meaning of this association is if people of your level don't join." Professor Edward said excitedly.
"World Vocal Music Association?" Mi Xia asked in surprise. Of course she knew about this association. It was said to have a history of more than 200 years. People like Beethoven, Mozart, Chopin, Liszt and so on were all members of the association. It can be said that all the most powerful musicians in the world are in the association.
"Yes, it's the World Vocal Music Association. I believe that as long as you, Miss Mi, join, you will definitely be the vice president. No, you can be the president. It's time for that old guy Benjamin to step down. He is not even half as good as you. No, he is not even one-tenth of your level." Professor Edward said excitedly.
"Okay, school hasn't officially started yet and there's nothing to do. Is it okay for me to take her with me?" Mi Xia pointed at Zhang Susu.
"Of course no problem, let's go now!"
Professor Edward took Mi Xia and Zhang Susu into a white Ford car and drove all the way to the World Vocal Association.
This was the first time that Mi Xia saw the streets of Beautiful Country during the day. The streets were crowded with all kinds of cars shuttling back and forth.
Occasionally, trams shuttle through the traffic at a leisurely pace. On both sides of the street are towering skyscrapers and various shops.
Mi Xia was fine. Zhang Susu leaned on the car window, looking at the scenery outside the window, exclaiming in amazement.
"Mi Xia, look, that building is so tall! Is it probably several hundred meters high?"
"No, only a little over a hundred meters."
"Mi Xia, look, there are so many cars! That car is so beautiful!"
"That sports car."
"Mi Xia, Mi Xia, look, that person's face is painted so strangely!"
"That's the Joker."
"Mi Xia, Mi Xia, look..."
Along the way, Zhang Susu was like a curious baby, asking questions here and there.
Fortunately, she was tactful enough to ask in Chinese, so that the people in the car wouldn't be too embarrassed.
Soon, the car stopped in front of a building. From the entrance, it was an imitation of ancient Roman building. The building was full of carvings and huge Roman columns, which was spectacular.
"Ms. Mi, Ms. Zhang, please." Professor Edward bowed and saluted very gentlemanly.
"Please come in, Professor Edward." Mi Xia and Zhang Susu hurriedly said politely.
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