Chapter 118 “The red wine that has not yet been unearthed”
"I remember you, your name should be Luo Deli."
The above words flashed through Fan Ning's mind.
But in fact, he didn't say it.
"Little girl, maybe you recognized the wrong person?"
This is what was actually said.
Fan Ning helped Luo Deli up.
In his memory, Luo Deli was a girl he met when he visited a watch factory labor case more than two years ago. Thanks to her good voice talent, she was recruited by the choir affiliated with the "Art Relief" project.
For the larger base of workers and people, she is outstanding for being selected, but as a member of the soprano section of the choir, she is relatively ordinary. Fan Ning can remember her appearance, name and
Probably because of my background and experience, I am knowledgeable and knowledgeable enough, and this is the same with everyone I form a relationship with.
In such a weird "village", he met such people and "topics". Looking back at every moment in the Northern Continent, Fan Ning increasingly felt a sense of dislocation in time and space and a sadness that was no longer the same as before. However, his expression had experienced
The whole process from stress to shock, from thinking to calmness.
"My name is Antoine Lavoisier. Although I don't know what you mean by 'I will finally come here', but for me, the purpose of investigating this abnormal zone is not what you think.
The same thing."
Fan Ning no longer cares much about whether his "personality" is still the same, but the current situation is obviously problematic - at least he still maintains the appearance of "Lavoisier"!
"Really? How is it possible?"
The girl who was lifted up had her eyes still red. She pushed her hair back and smiled reluctantly.
"Ding!——" "Ding!——"
In the mobile calendar application, Vincent's "work notes" are still popping up.
Fan Ning moved his steps and continued to read the trivial information above, no longer talking to this Luo Deli who appeared out of nowhere.
His back, together with the shadows of all the team members, gradually lengthened under the bright moonlight of the village.
A few seconds later, Fan Ning's spiritual sense noticed the girl staring at him from behind.
She also quickly took steps, following behind her all the way.
"Sorry, I'll just call you Mr. Lavoisier."
"Actually, I have had a great life over the past year or so, so much so that I would never have imagined it. Although studying, rehearsing and performing are also very hard, it is different from before. I clearly know what I am doing.
alive"
After receiving a systematic cultural education, Luo Deli's expressive ability in language is completely different from Fan Ning's initial impression of her during the interview.
Moreover, her words still seemed to "presuppose" that the person she was confiding to was Fan Ning.
"At the turn of the new year this year, I passed a series of tests and got a formal artist contract at Turner Hall of Art. It was very difficult and I was completely unsure. Fortunately, I was well prepared and luckily became one of the ninety-five students in this batch of test students.
Seven out of 10, and I am the one who has not completed the three-year schooling in advance. I have done what you asked me to do. I was no longer a laborer, now I am no longer a 'student', I am an 'artist'
!An official trumpeter of the Old Symphony Orchestra!"
"The day I signed the contract was 4:33 pm on a holiday. I took a taxi and returned to the small street where I had lived in the South Dockside area for more than ten years. I bought some food at the dessert shop at No. 134.
I bought two big bags of my favorite sweet meat floss cakes, and I was in a good mood at the time. But when I returned to my empty handcrafted wooden workshop, I suddenly realized that I had no one to share all this with."
"As you know, several of my good friends have died one after another due to deteriorating health conditions. My father committed suicide a few years ago due to debt due to the merger of his workshop. My mother and brother later also fell ill. I can only say this over and over again.
He looked into nothingness and told them that he had almost forgotten the smell of paint and wood shavings. He told them that he was living a good life now, his health was stable, and he was receiving a salary of 36 pounds a week. Maybe in a year's time, he would be able to
Have your own apartment in the city”
Suddenly, Fan Ning turned back expressionlessly:
"Most of what you said are based on Lindsay's experience."
"Are you familiar with him?"
Speaking of which, after the visit and interview one day during that period, on the carriage back to the concert hall, Sheeran's words of "like being reborn" still seem to be echoing in his ears.
but
Lindsay is the trumpet player of the youth orchestra, and Luo Deli is the soprano of the affiliated choir. Both of them are "art rescue" students recruited by Fan Ning himself. He knows the general background of the family, and Lindsay's
Her parents later died after going bankrupt, and Luo Deli was born an orphan in a workhouse.
This Luo Deli was still talking about her good performance in "what position in the choir", and later passed many tests and became a trumpeter in the old symphony orchestra?
And he can no longer share his joy with his parents who "passed away one after another because their workshops were merged and they were in debt"?
Fan Ning couldn't understand, if the girl in front of him was another "Luo Deli" who had a different purpose and knew her true identity, why would she use such clumsy and literally contradictory words to talk to him in the first place.
"Lindsay? I may have heard of this name, I should."
Luo Deli's steps slowed down a bit, with a puzzled and thoughtful look on her face.
Fan Ning turned around again and left her behind.
After a while, the girl anxiously shouted again:
"Don't you believe it!?"
"Boles, my brother Boles has also been recruited. He is now the bass of the choir! His vocal range ranges from D in the upper group to E1 in the small group! You said he is a good prospect!"
"He can vouch for my sister!"
Boles's sister was obviously named Lianka, an ordinary line-drawing worker on the watch factory production line. She was the first victim he came into contact with. She had died long ago. When Fan Ning heard this messy relationship between characters "melting" together,
There is no looking back.
"Monthly work summary to be completed
Feasibility analysis report of anti-adversity ritual√
Translation of "The Manuscript of Laquibus"√"
Fan Ning continued to flip through the work notes left by Vincent in the calendar on his mobile phone.
Rather than communicating with unknown "people" in the abnormal zone, it would be more reliable to hope to obtain information from it.
As the number of flips accumulated, he finally found some more eye-catching content in a different format in addition to the "item-based work list" -
"Can one sign the cover of a book that has not yet been unearthed? Can one kill a king who was never born? Can one end a war that was never started? Can one taste a glass of red wine that has not yet been unearthed?
?
For example, this thing that I am using to "note" this passage?"