方士儒坐在那张软绵绵的老板椅上阖着双眼,耳朵里塞着耳机,一脸动情的模样,不仔细看还真看不出他的嘴角边正淌出晶亮的口水。听什么呢,莫扎特还是肖邦?已在他身边站了好一会儿的臭子有点向往,真想听一听音乐课上老师总说不放的名曲啊。“嗯……”方士儒终于从周公那儿回来了,他用袖子抹了抹嘴边,然后发出一声满足的长叹:“柴可夫斯基可真是天才啊,《蓝色多瑙河》可真是意蕴无穷啊……陶醉!陶醉!”“老师……”臭子愣了一下,想起音乐课上老师的介绍,便接话道:“《蓝色多瑙河》?那是约翰·施特劳斯的吧!” Fang Shiru sitting on that soft boss chair with eyes closed, ears stuffed with headphones, a look of passionate appearance, do not look carefully can not see his mouth is flowing dazzling saliva. What to listen to, Mozart or Chopin? Has been standing around him for a while stinks a little yearning, really want to listen to a music class teacher always said the famous song ah. “Um ... ” Fang Shiru finally came back from the week of the KMT, he wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and then issued a sigh to meet: “Tchaikovsky is really genius ah,” Blue Danube “ Really implicated ah ... ... intoxicated! Into drunk! Teacher to stare stunned for a moment, think of the introduction of the teacher in music class, then answer: ”Blue Danube“? That is John Strauss it! ”