Chen Chufan tossed and turned all night.

The youthful movement made the boy whose girlfriend was not around him seem very anxious, especially after Qiuqiu rubbed his chest and felt it slowly into Chen Chufan's mind. This anxiety turned into a human reproduction and rushing in the boy's mind.

To put it simply, Chen Chufan is in spring. On this sleepless summer night.

When he closed his eyes, he was the ravine squeezed out between the two white balls of tender flesh. After reciting the Prajna Heart Sutra many times, he could not suppress the evil fire that rose deep in his heart. This made Xiao Chen, who was still a pure little virgin, feel very depressed. He even had the urge to fly back to the country to put his wife in his place and rectify the Dharma on the spot.

Unfortunately, this can only be a beautiful thought. I kept going until after four o'clock in the morning. The extremely tired boy fell asleep while silently reciting the Nth Heart Sutra.

So early the next morning, when Chen Chufan was called up, he had two obvious dark circles on his face, which looked like a national treasure of Z. This also attracted the frequent side-eye of Uncle Fu and Su Xiuqing when he was having breakfast.

"Didn't sleep well last night?" Uncle Fu couldn't help asking. It was because the boy's eyes were so swollen that it was difficult not to have the intention to explore.

After looking at Su Xiuqing who was also curious about looking at him, Chen Chufan lowered his head and responded vaguely: "Well, I'm going to go to a new place to go to school, I'm a little excited!"

It is indeed a new place. Burke Conservatory is located in Boston, about 600 kilometers away from NW City. It takes more than five hours to drive.

After breakfast, it is a simple farewell.

When facing Su Xiuqing alone under the arrangement of Uncle Fu, the boy couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. The miserable incident caused by Qiuqiu last night caused Chen Chufan to have a little more thoughts about the girl in front of him, and he was even more troubled by the ** for a night. Naturally, he could not keep it as natural as usual. Fortunately, Su Xiuqing was not entangled with the rudeness of the little guy last night, and he would not have thought that Qiuqiu's actions would be caused by some bad thoughts in the boy's mind, and his expression was much more normal than Chen Chufan.

Even so, the boy did not dare to look around the girl. It is actually not a good thing to have a pet that is too close to each other!

Regarding the transfer of school, Chen Chufan had already communicated with Aunt Liu in China last night and successfully obtained Aunt Liu's understanding and support. This made Chen Chufan very pleased. Of course, he could not avoid calling Han Xiaoxi to explain clearly. After all, he will no longer be NY in the future, and the letters he has to communicate with are not easy to pass on.

But I don’t know why. When I learned on the phone that Chen Chufan had transferred to the Burke Conservatory of Music, Han Xiaoxi seemed very excited and even forgot to question the question of Chen Chufan’s letter that some of the opposite sex appeared more. This made Chen Chufan, who was still a little nervous when he was on the phone, breathed a sigh of relief.

So when I got into the special car specially arranged for him by Uncle Fu, Chen Chufan could be said to have no worries.

Didn't get a good rest last night, Chen Chufan got into the car and fell asleep. Except for having a simple lunch in a small restaurant on the side of the expressway, Chen Chufan spent this journey that was not far or near. The reason was a beautiful dream was because there was a beautiful girl in the dream. It seemed that last night's reverie aroused the youth's strong heart. The beauty in the dream appeared one after another, including Xiaoxi, who was twitching, Su Xiuqing, who was shy and timid, and even the light and pleasant Ye Siying. He had no impression of him, only Chen Xi, who was as bright as his chest.

The boy who was sleeping soundly looked springy, and even a string of shiny saliva slid down the corner of his mouth.

When the driver woke up the boy in his dream, the car had already stopped at the gate of Burke Conservatory of Music. Chen Chufan looked at the watch on his wrist. It was already past two o'clock in the afternoon.

Shaking his head hard to dispel the dizziness when he woke up from his dream, Chen Chufan got out of the car and looked up at the Burke Conservatory in front of him.

Without the modernity of Juliet, the most eye-catching thing is the rather grand cylinders next to the gate, which makes the entire academy look simple and solemn. The contrast between the two music academies makes Chen Chufan feel that it is difficult for him to understand the thoughts of Westerners.

A college in such a quaint building teaches pop music civilization, while another school with a modern architectural style is a paradise of classical music, isn't it ironic?

After putting the ball that stretched out his head and accompanied Chen Chufan around to his bag, Chen Chufan walked into the school gate.

It was already four o'clock in the afternoon, and Uncle Fu's driver left when he sent him to the entrance of the college. So Chen Chufan could only walk into the music school alone again, which cared about his dreams. Chen Chufan felt like he had experienced a cycle, because he also walked into the Juliet School alone about a month ago.

That time he met a passionate exotic beauty as soon as he entered the door, but this time he was not so lucky. Because the hall was empty at this time, not only was there no beauties, but there were not even one good friend. Fortunately, the design of the school hall was more humane than that of the Juliet School. The locations of each department were indicated on the public notice board erected in the hall.

Following the prompts in the bulletin board, Chen Chufan found the office of the director of the Vocal Department on the fifth floor. Fortunately, a little old man in his fifties and slightly bald man was busy at his desk. Uncle Fu mentioned to Chen Chufan that the little old man was named Bill Reis. If everything goes well, he would inevitably deal with him for three years of study and life at the Burke Conservatory of Music.

"Hello Professor Ruisi, I am Chen Chufan. Uncle Fu asked me to come to you directly!" After knocking on the door and being allowed to enter, Chen Chufan said to the old man in front of him.

"Chen! I know you, Li told me your story. A young man with too much energy, come and sit down. I have something to talk to you before you enter school." Obviously Uncle Fu had greeted the old professor in advance, and Professor Reis was not surprised by Chen Chufan's sudden visit.

"I have some basic materials for you here. After knowing about you, I also learned about you from your supervisor, Professor Kaplinfin, at Juilliard. I know you are very talented, which is one of the reasons why I decided to make an exception to accept you into the college. But what I want to tell you here is that there are many students with talent at the Burke Conservatory, but not many people who succeed in the end. Do you know why?" Professor Rees said here, paused for a moment and looked at the boy sitting honestly opposite him.

Chen Chufan did not respond. Professor Reis's words meant to be preached. Chen Chufan had experienced many inspirational heart-to-heart talks in Country Z. Generally speaking, what the professor needs at this time is not your answer, but you act like you listen carefully. Chen Chufan did the same. He even guessed in his heart what Professor Reis might say next, nothing more than being talented but not working hard enough, etc.

But he was wrong.

Because when he chose to remain silent, a hint of disappointment flashed in Professor Reis's eyes, and the following words did not develop as much as Chen Chufan imagined. This made Chen Chufan realize the difference between Chinese and Western education models again.

"Because they are not focused enough! They have talent but do not focus on their profession, and do not spend time doing professional research, but squander their precious time elsewhere. They have too many distractions and are divided into too much energy by other things. As a result, their talent is naturally wasted and their whole life is mediocre! Some young people who are very talented and should have achieved greater success, but failed to go further."

Professor Reese's words reminded Chen Chufan of the geniuses he had come into contact with again at Juilliard. Maybe they could be more focused and not spend too much time on games or parades, maybe they could really achieve more, right?

Chen Chufan was just distracted, but immediately was stimulated by Professor Reis's even more shocking words.

"Don't expect teachers to teach you anything at Burke Conservatory. They only do a limited amount of tips. As for whether you can master it or not, everything depends on yourself! You can think of Burke Conservatory as a library or a laboratory. We provide you with the best environment to master music, but that's all. The rest can only depend on yourself. Do you understand?"

Chen Chufan nodded and replied: "I understand!"

Although he doesn't understand yet.

This was the first time he heard such an argument. It turned out that he could not expect teachers to teach or something when studying in the college. This argument was very novel and was the first time Chen Chufan had come into contact with in his more than ten years of school life, and of course it took time to digest it.

"Okay, you can report this international student admission guide. If everything goes well, you will be able to go to class with your classmates tomorrow." Hearing Chen Chufan's answer, Professor Reis didn't say anything more, and directly found a document from the copywriting at his desk and handed it over.

"Thank you! Professor Reis!" After taking the admission guide handed over by the professor, Chen Chufan sincerely thanked him.

"No need to thank me. If you succeed at Burke Conservatory one day, it must be your own efforts. And if you achieve nothing, it is absolutely nothing to do with the academy!" From meeting Chen Chufan to now preparing to leave, Professor Reis did not show much enthusiasm, nor did he seem impatient. He has always been serious. So Chen Chufan didn't say much, picked up the guide Professor Reis gave him and prepared to leave.

As soon as he walked to the door, Chen Chufan was stopped by Professor Reis again.

"By the way, I forgot to explain something to you."

Chen Chufan turned his head and looked at Professor Reis, who said a lot but still missed it.

"Just like the name of the college, Burke Music Academy is a place to learn music, so here is only based on music to determine success or failure, not fists! Do you know what I mean?"

This was a warning to his bad records. Chen Chufan nodded in annoyance. However, he asked in a silly way: "What if someone fisted me first?"
Chapter completed!