In order to wait for the advertisement from the cat food manufacturer to come out, Xia Yu postponed the time to go to An Siyao, and when he passed, An Siyao couldn't wait for him, and was already doing his own thing.

She was studying with a book in her hand.

"There's an exam right away." An Siyao explained.

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

Speaking of studying, it seems that he has not attended classes at his school for a long time.

But that's not a problem, the teacher in Dongzhixiang speaks more thoroughly than Zilang's teacher, and he can already be escorted to BGI by relying on music, what else do you have to learn?

Isn't that a waste of time?

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

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

What he's practicing now is a song called Worship Tears.

Known for its vastness and mournful tone, this piece is a tune that has not changed much.

There is no change is not that there is no change, but that there is a subtle change, and this subtle change is the most difficult to grasp.

If the bullet is obvious, it destroys this subtlety, and if the bullet is not obvious, it can be regarded as a failure.

"Worship tears is a mythical story, a myth of killing gods." An Siyao and Xia Yu explained the emotions of the song.

"God is a creature to be believed, and a believer, raising his sword towards his faith, this sadness is the center of the emotion, from the fear of confronting God with a human body in the first part, to the deep sorrow of God's dying in the latter part, which is the change of the tune."

What An Siyao said did not have any effect, what Xia Yu lacked was not the mastery of the emotions of the songs, but the immaturity of basic skills.

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

After three hours, he was able to play the song proficiently, but his skills were still at lv3 and had not reached lv4.

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

"What's the tune?" Xia Yu asked.

"The ones that are a little difficult are gone, and the rest are ordinary tunes." An Siyao said.

I've learned all the difficult ones, but I still can't reach LV4, why?

Xia Yu frowned, and anxiety inevitably rose in his heart.

He breathed a sigh of relief and calmed down.

Now, he has a good teacher by his side, and he has doubts, can he just ask if he can't do it once?

He then asked An Siyao.

"Further?" An Siyao organized the language and said to Xia Yu, "If you want to go closer, you have to experience emotions, have you seen the player who pulled the wild bee that I played with before?" ”

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

"The old wolf he played in the last game has this condition." An Siyao said, "It's that his skills are too poor." ”

Is the breaking point here?

However, you can't play the old wolf at this moment, otherwise An Siyao will definitely find out.

Xia Yu closed his eyes and thought back to the story An Siyao had just told about mortals killing gods.

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

The window of the piano room was not closed, and the evening breeze blew on Xia Yu's body, which seemed to be a little dry.

The autumn evening breeze is naturally not dry, dry, and it is the empathy caused by the song.

The vast music surrounded Xia Yu.

The wind and sand were rolling and boundless, and a white dragon hovered over the giant tree, looking at the small figure at his feet.

Knock –

A dull ringing suddenly appeared in the slow tune, it was the thunder and lightning summoned by the white dragon.

The ringing sound appeared from time to time, and the momentum was majestic.

Mortals who raised the sword of the godslayer, dodging in between.

At the end of the first part, the mortals began to fight back, and the thunder and lightning slashed by the white dragon became the murder weapon that hurt it.

The white dragon was weakened step by step, but the tune was not at all relaxed or excited, and it was still a vast sadness.

In the third part, the tune becomes more slow. God has been killed, where should we go next?

This song, although taken from a mythological story, is actually a portrayal of a small country in the East, where the people rise up and overthrow the tyrannical rulers, but also lose their leadership and become a plate of scattered sand.

Eventually, the small country was swallowed up by its neighbors, and the composer fled to another country and wrote such a song.

The last sound drifted in the air, and Xia Yu also saw a hint of skill upgrading.

The music of lv4 is finished.

In the three matches at the end of the month, there was basically no problem.

After two days of the three competitions, the finals will be held, and at that time, the musical instrument competition will be completely over.

Your own BGI recommendation, you can get it!

Speaking of which, I asked An Siyao once before what her college wish was, and the girl replied that it was BGI.

Whether this is a good thing or a troublesome thing, Xia Yu can't be sure.

We'll talk about that then.

Xia Yu began to play other tunes again, and when he reached lv4, no matter what he played, he had a feeling that he had never felt before, this is a pop-up emotion, music, and it is originally a product of emotions.

"It's a success!" An Siyao said in surprise that the excitement in her tone was stronger than the fluctuation in Xia Yu's heart.

"Hmm." Xia Yu said.

The rest of the time, he played something else.

When the time was over, he returned to his body.

At this time, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon, and after half an hour of mixing in the café, he came to Kong Hanyue's villa.

After pressing the doorbell, the door of the house 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 had not gone to the wrong villa.

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

This is the teacher who came from the north, Kong Hanyue asked herself to steal 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, "Surprised? ”

"Surprise you!" Before Xia Yu could speak, the old lady first stretched out her finger and pointed it on Kong Hanyue's skull, and Kong Hanyue's head was tilted to the side.

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

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

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

"What a master!" The old lady knocked on Kong Hanyue's skull again.

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

Xia Yu's heart was shocked, he understood that the old lady's impression of him was not good.

Most of them are Xia Dongyang's pots.

"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 light, and she didn't take what Kong Hanyue said to heart.

If it was really a young man with good talents, 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 shoehorn it into her.

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

Xia Yu knew that Kong Hanyue was deliberately hiding the old lady.

Otherwise, sending a video over it will be enough to solve the problem.

As for her purpose, she just saw her teacher's surprised expression, right?

It's a bad taste.

When he came to the guzheng room, in the old lady's disapproving attitude, Xia Yu put on a prosthetic armor and plucked the strings.