"A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date, asking the wine to the sky, what year is tonight, one year old in the sound of firecrackers, the spring breeze ......"

Pinching Kong Hanyue's cheek, Xia Yu looked at her: "Talking about people." ”

"We are a small school that is dying, a flower school, and there is no room."

Kong Hanyue began to explain honestly: "The southern school is more special in terms of rhythm, the diacritic is wandering, and most of them are lyrical tunes, while the northern school uses the middle finger to press the strings, the glissanda interval is long, and the playing is melodious and profound." “

"And what about Flower Pie?" Xia Yu asked.

"There are many tricks." Kong Hanyue said.

Looking at Xia Yu's puzzled expression, Kong Hanyue continued: "It's just that there are many skills, not to mention the four o'clock, pinching, and string lifting, and there are even more difficult ones." ”

“…… It's because there are too many techniques that no one learns this genre, right? Xia Yu had already understood the situation.

"As long as you learn the technique, you can learn it, and the more important thing is that if you are distracted by the technique, you will have a poor grasp of the rhythm. There is also a group of people who are jealous of us, and promote us as show-off more than emotional! Kong Hanyue was angry.

When Xia Yu heard this, he already had the idea of changing the genre.

But he was just thinking about it.

"Let's move on to the next one."

After staying here in Kong Hanyue until ten o'clock in the evening, Xia Yu took the last subway and returned home.

"Brother, are you back?"

As soon as he entered the house, Xia Yu saw Youxue, the girl was sitting on the sofa, watching TV.

There's nothing to watch on TV, she's waiting for Xia Yu.

Regarding the fact that he went out at night, Xia Yu used the reason that it was for the competition practice.

"Go to sleep, don't wait for me."

After watching Youxue enter the room, Xia Yu put down his schoolbag and walked to the bathroom.

After five minutes of washing, he turned off the light and went back to the bedroom.

After another five minutes, the door of the room opened again, and the girl crept to the bathroom, picked up Xia Yu's coat and sniffed it.

"Perfume smell!"

……

On Saturday, Xia Yu got up at eight o'clock, and after washing up, he landed on An Siyao's body at half past nine.

Now that he has 4,700 game points in his hands, it's time to move on to piano lessons.

Four thousand seven game points, he exchanged nine double experience cards, and there were three hundred and eighty left.

"Do you want to continue to learn to praise the sun today?" An Siyao asked.

"Hmm." Xia Yu lifted the lid and began to practice.

Praise to the sun is a more rebellious tune, which is characterized by being slow, very slow.

But slow is not easy to grasp, just like riding a bicycle, the slower it is, the harder it is, the slower you play, the harder it is to master your balance.

At ten times the speed, with only one hour left before the end of the eight hours, Xia Yu was finally able to finish this track.

After another half an hour of familiarization, Xia Yu stopped the experience card that still had half an hour, put down the lid, and came to the bedroom.

The rest of the time should be the time to talk to An Siyao.

But neither of them likes to chat, and the topics they are interested in have been talked about for so many days, so today is a rare entry into Cen Lonely.

Since there is nothing to talk about, then don't talk about it, forcing the chat will only add to the burden.

With a yawn, Xia Yu lifted An Siyao's laptop and browsed around on it.

He was looking at the jokes of sand sculpture netizens on the forum, and suddenly a pop-up box popped up below.

Even the upper class, is there no way to take these pop-up boxes?

Moving the mouse to the upper right corner of the pop-up frame, Xia Yu glanced at it, and it turned out that it was not an advertisement, but a news pop-up frame.

His index finger was about to be pressed and he found another interesting title.

"The 1st District-wide Middle School Musical Instrument Competition has been confirmed to start in November"

As the principal said before, the competition starts in November and the finals are in December.

The time is not tight, and there is some abundance, so it is not a problem.

When Xia Yu was using her body, although An Siyao couldn't control it, no matter what sensory stimulation Xia Yu had, she could also get feedback.

Therefore, after Xia Yu glanced at the title of the competition, An Siyao also saw the title.

"Are you interested in musical instrument competitions?" The girl asked.

Xia Yu thought for a second, since he glanced at it, it was hard to deny that he was not interested.

"Sort of." Xia Yu said.

"Will you go to it?" An Siyao asked again.

"I can't attend." Xia Yu lied.

An Siyao didn't doubt that in her feelings, Xia Yu, who was able to oppress the head maid and face more than a dozen strong men with the same complexion, how could she still be a middle school student?

"If I participate, can you see me?" She said.

“？？？”

Silently removing the first place from his expectations, Xia Yu said casually: "I can watch the playback, I hope this video can be preserved for ten years." ”

"Eh, are you from ten years later?" An Siyao was surprised.

"Hmm."

"What will I be like in the future?"

"I died in a plane crash five years ago."

"How so!" An Siyao was very frustrated.

She tried to save herself: "I'm not dead now, so I can change the future, right?" I won't fly anymore! ”

"Very good idea."

After a perfunctory sentence, Xia Yu complained in his heart that he couldn't help but watch the news just now, and at the same time, he also reflected on the disguise he had prepared to see if there was anything wrong.

He didn't want An Siyao not to participate in that competition, it was too deliberate.

After a minute, An Siyao's voice sounded again: "You were lying to me just now, right?" ”

"You just reacted?" Xia Yu expressed surprise.

"Don't always bully me!" The girl protested feebly.

"Actually, I'm from a parallel world." Xia Yu said again.

"I don't know which one is the truth." An Siyao had already given up thinking, "Anyway, if I participate in that competition, you can see me, right?" ”

"I can see you now." Xia Yu said.

"That's different." What An Siyao wanted was for Xia Yu to use his real eyes to look at him.

After making sure that Xia Yu could see it, she decided to participate in this competition.

Xia Yu hesitated for a moment and didn't say anything more.

Actually, he also kind of wanted to meet this little silly girl in reality.

As long as they make it to the finals, they will definitely meet.

There are no problems with the disguise you have prepared, it will not be noticeable, and the risk is extremely low.

It's just that the first is that there is no hope at all.

But the first one is too ostentatious, don't do it.

At half past five in the afternoon, Xia Yu returned to his body, and at this time, Yu Yu had already finished his part-time job.

Taking out his mobile phone, Xia Yu glanced at the date.

It's September 26th, and there's only one month left until November.

After going back to the locker room to change clothes, Xia Yu walked towards Kong Hanyue's home.

On the subway, because of the push of the people behind, a teenager about the same age as him bumped into him.

"I'm sorry." The boy was very polite.

"It's fine." Xia Yu nodded and watched the young man sit on the empty seat in the next carriage.

He felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

Zhong Yunze, who was sitting in the next car, did not have the slightest familiarity with Xia Yu, he glanced at his mobile phone and smiled.

When I came home suddenly, my mother would be very surprised.