"Father, you can't!"
An angry voice came from outside the hall. Then, a young priest and a nun rushed in with a few music classics in their hands.
The two of them came before the bishop and the tsar and bowed respectively.
"Chekhov, Veronica, why are you here?”Bishop Vasily looked displeased.
"How can you allow an outsider to meddle in the music of our church? I dare say that he isn't even a member of our Orthodox Church!”The young priest pointed at Yang Yin and shouted.
"Brother, how do you know that I'm not an Orthodox Christian?”Yang Yin was speechless.
"Are you? Have you been baptized?" The young priest frowned.
" Uh…" Yang Yin hesitated and turned to look at Catherine II."Your Majesty, as you know, I suffered a head injury some time ago and lost some of my memories.”
"Of course, my dear!" " Of course!" Catherine II nodded quickly." There's no doubt about it. You were baptized when you were very, very young, and you were baptized in this cathedral!”
"That's great!" Yang Yin raised her head at the young priest, a little proud.
The priest and the nun were a little embarrassed. Since the emperor said so, then it must be.
"Your Majesty, Baron Wester, please forgive me. These two are my disappointing children, Chekhov and Veronica. They are also passionate about music creation, especially religious music!”
Bishop Vasily introduced apologetically.
"Haha, it's okay, it's okay. So we're in the same industry. Hello, you should know me. My name is Wester, a talented young musician. My dream is to write the best music, play the most perfect notes, and share it with everyone. I hope that I can cultivate everyone's sentiment and soul, and persuade them to be good!”
Yang Yin generously raised his hand to Chekhov and Veronica, wanting to shake hands.
"Humph!" Chekhov was obviously not very friendly.
"Come, we are all friends. To me, friends can go all over the world.”Yang Yin forcefully grabbed Chekhov's hand and shook it a few times before letting go.
There was also Veronica. Yang Yin did not let her go. He went up and grabbed her little hand. This time, he did not shake it hard. Instead, he bent down and kissed the back of the little girl's hand in a gentlemanly and elegant manner.
"Miss Veronica, it's a pleasure to meet you. Your beauty is as beautiful as a flower, and your devotion is as vast as the starry sky.”
Wester revealed a smile that could charm thousands of girls.
" Ah, I've heard of it before. My brother and I have also heard you play Fate and watched your opera. We actually liked it very much…" Sister Veronica's face was burning. Her heart couldn't help but beat faster when she saw Wester's handsome face and talent.
"That's great. I told you!" Yang Yin laughed out loud and hugged the siblings warmly. He turned to Bishop Vasily and laughed."Archbishop, I told you, from today on, Chekhov and Miss Veronica are my good friends. We have the same ambition and interest. We should learn from each other and improve together. Isn't this God's amazing grace?”
" Damn it, I'm here to challenge you..." Chekhov was stunned at first, and then he reluctantly shook off Yang Yin's embrace.
He was not used to Yang Yin's enthusiasm.
However, in front of his father and the empress, he did not dare to be too presumptuous.
Veronica was also stunned, and her mind was completely blank.
In Wester's eyes, the siblings had good genes.
Chekhov was very handsome, and Veronica was very beautiful, especially her skin. It was fair with a tinge of red, very smooth, and her appearance was dignified. She looked like a young girl.
In fact, Yang Yin had liked this type of girl in her previous life. Pure, clean, beautiful, girl-next-door, kiss, and healing.
Bishop Vasily laughed, very happy.
In his opinion, it was great that his son and daughter could become friends with Wester. They were young people, and they were both musicians. It would be great to learn and improve together.
"Father, I'm here to challenge him. I don't want to be friends with him!”Chekhov finally couldn't take it anymore.
" Father, I'm not... I'm..." Veronica was a little flustered. She was mesmerized by Yang Yin's elegance.
"Presumptuous, call me Lord Bishop here!”Bishop Vasily reprimanded.
"Yes, Lord Bishop!" Chekhov was short of breath.
"What challenge? Chekhov, don't be too arrogant. Your and Veronica's musical attainments are far inferior to Baron Wester's. How dare you come to me and His Majesty and talk nonsense?”Bishop Vasily shouted angrily.
"What? My sister and I can't beat him? "Impossible! My sister and I are also rare musical geniuses in the church. We just haven't shown ourselves in public or held concerts like him. Otherwise, we would be famous in St. Petersburg!"”
Chekhov retorted unwillingly.
Bishop Vasily's mustache curled up. He was obviously amused by his rebellious son!
He had children when he was old, so he took good care of these two little fellows.
"Aiya, Lord Bishop, don't be angry, don't be angry. Brother Chekhov has such great ambitions, he should be happy. Isn't it just a challenge? Only with challenges can there be progress, and only with challenges can there be friendship. Only when there was a challenge would everyone appreciate each other!”
Yang Yin took the opportunity to blink at Veronica, sending out a lightning bolt.
Poor Veronica. Her body trembled and she did not dare to look at Yang Yin anymore. Her little appearance was simply making people secretly happy.
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