The Body Swap Game

Eighty-five. The old lady behind the door

In order to wait for the cat food manufacturer's advertisement to come out, Xia Yu postponed going to An Siyao's place. When he passed, An Siyao waited for him to arrive, and was already doing her own thing.

She is studying with a book.

"There will be an exam soon." An Siyao explained.

Noting down the time of the exam, Xia Yu decided to come back that night, or go directly to Xu Youxiang's.

Speaking of studying, it seems that he hasn't attended class in his own school for a long time.

But this is not a problem, Dongzhixiang's teacher is more thorough than Zilang's teacher, and he can already be recommended to Huada by virtue of music, what else should he learn?

Isn't this a waste of time?

Putting the book aside, Xia Yu got up and went to the piano room.

After exchanging all the game points for experience cards, Xia Yu continued to practice.

What he is practicing now is a piece called Blessing Tears.

Known for its bleak and desolate tones, this piece is one that doesn't change much.

There is no change, not no change, but the subtlety of the change. This kind of subtle change is the most difficult to grasp.

If the playing is obvious, this subtlety will be destroyed, and if the playing is not obvious, it can be regarded as a failure.

"Bai Lei is talking about a myth, a myth about killing gods." An Siyao and Xia Yu explained the emotion of the song.

"God is a creature believed in. A believer raises his sword toward his belief. This kind of sadness is the center of emotions. From the fear of fighting God with the human body in the front part, to the deep sorrow of God's death in the back part, It's just a change in tune."

What An Siyao said was useless. What Xia Yu lacked was not the mastery of the emotions of the song, but the immaturity of the basic skills.

Fortunately, with the bonus of experience cards, his skills are growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After three hours, he was already able to play this piece proficiently, but his skills were still at lv3, not lv4.

He has learned dozens of tunes, isn't that enough?

"Any other songs?" Xia Yu asked.

"All the difficult ones are gone, and the rest are ordinary ones." An Siyao said.

I have learned all the difficult ones, but I still can't reach lv4. Why?

Xia Yu frowned, feeling unavoidably anxious.

He breathed a sigh of relief and calmed down.

Now, he has a good teacher by his side, and if he has doubts, shouldn't it be enough to ask him once?

So he asked An Siyao.

"Go further?" An Siyao organized his words, and said to Xia Yu, "If you want to go one step closer, you have to experience emotions. Have you seen the wild bee player that I competed with before?"

Xia Yu didn't expect to hear himself from An Siyao's mouth, Xia Yu's mood was complicated.

"The Old Wolf of Farland he played in the last game has this condition." An Siyao said, "It's just that his technique is too poor."

Is the breaking point here?

However, he couldn't play Frank the old wolf at this moment, otherwise An Siyao would definitely find out.

Xia Yu closed his eyes and recalled what An Siyao had just told about the story of mortals killing gods.

Although this piece is based on a fairy tale, it is actually a portrayal of a small oriental country.

The people rose up and overthrew the brutal ruler, but they also lost their leadership, became a mess, and were finally swallowed up.

The composer fled to a foreign country and composed this piece of music.

Five minutes later, he opened his eyes and pressed the first note of Baitear.

The windows of the piano room were not closed, and the evening wind blew on Xia Yu's body, which seemed a little dry.

The evening wind in autumn is naturally not dry, dry, it is the sympathy caused by the music.

The boundless music surrounded Xia Yu.

The wind and sand are rolling,

Boundless, the white dragon symbolizing the royal family hovers over the country, defying the people below.

Boom——

A dull sound suddenly appeared in the slow tune, it was the thunder and lightning summoned by the white dragon, it was the royal family's suppression of the people.

The sound appeared from time to time, with a powerful momentum.

Lift up the rebellious people and dodge them.

At the end of the first part, the people gathered more and more, and even the royal army rebelled.

Bailong was weakened step by step, but the tune was not at all relaxed or passionate, it was still a vast sadness until Bailong died completely.

In the third part, the tune becomes even slower. God has been killed, where should he go next? There was only a daze left.

Weeping, it is Bailong and the people who shed tears.

The last sound floated in the air, and Xia Yu also saw the reminder to upgrade his skills.

The lv4 music is done.

There were basically no problems in the three matches at the end of the month.

The final will be two days after the third competition, and by then, the musical instrument competition will be completely over.

You can get your own BGI recommendation!

Speaking of which, when she asked An Siyao what her university aspirations were, the girl also answered Huada.

Xia Yu was not sure whether this was a good thing or a troublesome thing.

Let's talk about it later.

Xia Yu started to play other pieces again. When he reached lv4, no matter what he played, he had a feeling that he had never had before. This was because of emotions. Music was originally a product of emotions.

"It's a success!" An Siyao said in surprise, the joy in her voice was stronger than the fluctuations in Xia Yu's heart.

"Yeah." Xia Yu said.

The rest of the time, he played other pieces.

At the end of time, he returned to his body.

At this time, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon, and after spending another half an hour in the cafe, he arrived at Kong Hanyue's villa.

After ringing the doorbell, the door was quickly opened, but behind the door was not Kong Hanyue, but a thin old lady.

Taking two steps back, Xia Yu looked around and made sure that he did not go to the wrong villa.

Then, the identity of the old lady can be determined.

This is the teacher from the north, Kong Hanyue asked herself to steal the skills.

At this time, Kong Hanyue jumped out from the side and hugged the old lady's body.

She smiled and said to Xia Yu, "Are you surprised?"

"I'm surprised by your size!" Before Xia Yu could speak, the old lady stretched out her finger and touched Kong Hanyue's head, causing Kong Hanyue's head to tilt to one side.

At the same time, a smile appeared on the old lady's serious face.

It seems that Kong Hanyue has a good relationship with her teacher.

The two quarreled for a while, Kong Hanyue and Xia Yu introduced, "This is your mother's teacher, Yuyu, you can just call him Shizu."

"What master!" The old lady knocked Kong Hanyue on the head again.

She turned her head to look at Xia Yu, the smile on her face disappeared, and her face became serious again.

Xia Yu was shocked. He knew that the old lady might not have a good impression of him.

Most likely it was Xia Dongyang's fault.

"You can just call me teacher, Yueyue told me that your talent is very good, you can try it now!" The old lady's expression was calm, and she didn't take what she said to Kong Hanyue to heart.

If it was a really talented young man, how could she not have heard of it?

Most likely Kong Hanyue wanted to find a way out for her son, so she wanted to force it to her.

Xia Yu looked at Kong Hanyue again, and Kong Hanyue gave him a mysterious smile.

Xia Yu then knew that Kong Hanyue had deliberately concealed it from the old lady.

Otherwise, sending a video to the past is enough to solve the problem.

As for her purpose, is to see her teacher's surprised expression, right?

What a joke.

When he came to the guzheng room, under the old lady's indifferent attitude, Xia Yu put on his armor and plucked the strings.

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