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Bonn is located in a street in the city center. The blue road is spacious and the faces of pedestrians are leisurely. Occasionally, cars pass by, and they look unhurried. This is a small town that knows how to live. Love/book/author

This street is called "Bonn Hutong" by locals, but it is obviously much spacious compared to those in Beijing. The reason why it is called a Hutong is probably a kind name for locals.

There are no towering skyscrapers on both sides of the street. When you look around, most of them are two or three-story buildings, so they do not give people an aggressive feeling. Those buildings with brown roofs and gray walls can feel the strong ancient atmosphere at first glance.

Beethoven's former residence is located in the middle of this street.

Lu Wei took a few steps and came to the front of the house. In the center, there was a bronze statue of Beethoven. The bronze statue was about six or seven meters high and exuded a blue-black metallic luster. Lu Wei looked up and felt that this majestic body holding the music score, and the firm eyes and tight lips under the scattered hair like a lion, all brought great shock to him. Although it was just a bronze statue, it seemed to come alive and made people dare not look at him.

"Lu Wei, stop looking, let's go in." Looking at Lu Wei who was admiring the bronze statue, Grafman said with a relaxed smile, then patted Lu Wei's shoulder and walked over first.

After looking at it reluctantly for a few more times, Lu Wei finally withdrew his gaze from the bronze statue, seeing that Grafman's figure had almost reached the door, and hurriedly walked a few steps and rushed up.

Following the black marble steps on both sides of violets and yellow chrysanthemums, Lu Wei took a few steps to catch up with Grafman.

Seeing Lu Wei follow him, Grafman smiled gently at him, signaling him to follow him, and then walked towards the corridor to the left.

As soon as he entered the living room, Lu Weidi's eyes were attracted by the layout inside. In the center, there was an antique piano with a color of wood. Although he couldn't understand the explanations written in German standing beside him, the piano that could be placed here must have been used by Beethoven during his lifetime.

The cover of the piano was opened and the white keys were slightly yellowed, showing its ancient history. The piano was obviously carefully cleaned. Although it looked a little old, it was spotless. Looking at the row of keys, Lu Weidi's fingers moved naturally in response. A thunderous desire to play naturally rose from his heart.

"Oh, Lu. This is a piano used by Beethoven during his lifetime. The tone is great." Grafman said. Then he stretched out his right hand and swept it casually on the keys. A series of crystal clear sounds flew out of the piano.

Seeing Grafman playing this precious piano, Lu Wei was shocked and thought that his teacher was too fierce. This was a real antique product that Beethoven used. So many years have passed. I don’t know if it can be used. If something goes wrong, it is not that you can afford it if you have money.

Sure enough, Grafman's action also alarmed tourists from other places in the exhibition hall. They looked at the guy who played the piano without permission with a look of surprise and confusion. Then several people recognized his identity and couldn't help but show an excited look on their faces.

"Look. That old man seems to be Dean Curtis Grafman."

"It seems. But how could Grafman come here? This man is so bold. Don't he recognize the word "ground" on the piano with the ground sign?"

Before the people's discussion could weaken, a voice sounded with anger.

Hearing this loud shout, Lu Wei couldn't help but look around. In the corridor on the left, a tall man in a beige suit and a curly horn hat walked over like the wind, and a national face covered with fine beards exuding extreme anger. Although he couldn't understand the German he spoke, Lu Wei was sure that this guy must be the administrator here, and what he said just now was probably not a good thing. He must be asking why Grafman played this precious piano without authorization.

Lu Wei thought that Americans had a high degree of freedom, and he was just thinking about it, but he just came up and ran into it. However, when he thought of annoying the administrator here, Lu Wei felt a little headache.

Just as everyone was watching how this administrator would punish this guy who played the piano without authorization, an unexpected scene appeared.

Looking at the guy who was so angry, Grafman smiled in a relaxed tone: "I said, "Old guy, I haven't seen you for a while, your voice is getting louder and louder."

After hearing Grafman's words, the anger on the face of the administrator named Clin disappeared instantly, and then he changed into a helpless look.

Shrugged, Clin sighed, "I said, who dared to play my precious piano? It turned out to be you! This piano is almost 240 years old. You are so powerful. If you play it apart, I will not be able to spare you."

"Don't worry, old man, I have a proper position and will not ruin your baby." Grafman said,

He waved to Lu Wei and signaled him to come.

Although I couldn't understand the conversation between the two, looking at Grafman's relaxed expression, Lu Wei estimated that the administrator was probably the administrator Clin who Grafman said. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Lu Wei walked over with a smile.

"Lu Wei, this is Mr. Clin, my old classmate. Do you think he looks like an authentic American cowboy?" Grafman said, and then burst into laughter.

Lu Wei did not dare to tease the administrator like Grafman, but just smiled politely, asked ok, and then shook hands with Clin.

"Old guy, this is my Chinese student, Lu Wei. Don't be careful that he is young, he plays the piano well." Grafman patted Lu Wei on the shoulder and introduced with a smile.

"Oh, hello Lu Wei, I heard Grafman talk about you, and I heard that your Beethoven sonata is good, how about playing a song for me in a while?" Klin said authentic English this time, and Lu Wei understood it.

"Mr. Clin, you're laughing. I just like Beethoven's sonata very much, and I can't play it well." Lu Wei said modestly.

"Haha, Grafman won't praise someone easily, especially his students. You don't have to be humble. Let's go upstairs and rest for a while." Klin said, bowing slightly, and making a gesture to the two of them.

Going up the stairs along the wooden stairs, Lu Wei's eyes were always cruising on the Beethoven's statue hanging on the walls on both sides. He had seen many of the paintings here for the first time. Looking at these paintings, Lu Wei seemed to feel that Beethoven's impression in his mind became clearer.

"This is the organ that Beethoven used back then. Since he was 0 years old, he has been playing this piano in a church to make money to supplement his family's income. Later, he was also a violinist and an assistant conductor in a palace band." After coming to the exhibition hall on the second floor, Clin said, pointing to a dark red organ in the center of the exhibition hall.

Listening to Klin's introduction, Lu Wei walked to the organ curiously, and looked at the thing with interest like other tourists.

This was the first time Lu Wei saw a pipe organ. Unlike the pedal organ I had seen before, the structure of the pipe organ was more complex. Most of these instruments that made sounds based on copper sound tubes were used in the old palaces or churches. The tone was noble and loud, especially loved by the nobles of the old days.

Looking at the unique look, Lu Wei couldn't help but feel the urge to try it, but thinking of Klin's angry look just now, Lu Wei quickly gave up this idea.

"Do you want to try it?", suddenly, Clin's voice sounded in Lu Wei's ears.

Turning his head, Lu Wei saw Clin standing behind him, with an encouraging smile on his face.

Listening to Clin's words, the other tourists showed incredible expressions on their faces. You should know that there were warning signs on the organ, which clearly prohibited people from playing.

However, when everyone noticed the administrator logo on Clin's chest, the expression on his face became relieved.

Lu Wei naturally knew that Beethoven's former residence was not a national attraction. This place was bought by several musicians to commemorate him by funds. It was private property. This one is called Clin, probably one of the few owners.

However, despite this, Lu Wei still did not sit in front of the organ, and Lu Wei still had a sense of awe for these precious cultural relics.

As if seeing through Lu Wei's thoughts, Clin laughed and did not persuade Lu Wei to play the organ, but instead called the two to a room on the second floor.

After taking a look at the sign "Not to visit" hanging on the door, Lu Wei followed the two of them in.

This is a small room of 40 square meters. Beige curtains were hung on the rising sun windows. Klin walked over and pulled the curtains open. The bright afternoon sunlight immediately filled the room.

Looking at the bookshelf on both sides of the wall, Lu Wei suddenly realized that this was Beethoven's study. He felt warm and hurried to the bookshelf and started to read it.

"Lu Wei, come here and show you some good things." Grafman said, and took Lu Wei to a black cabinet in the corner of the wall. Unlike other bookcases, this cabinet that was obviously much smaller was not equipped with glass, and a quaint lock was added to the cabinet door.

"Old guy, you have to be careful, these scores are more fragile than anything else." Klin told Grafman with a worried look on his face.

"Okay, I will be careful, don't worry." Grafman took the key and skillfully opened the cabinet. Obviously not the first time.

The cabinet door opens, but inside is a small silver-gray safe with a very technological color.
Chapter completed!