Chapter Fifty-Nine: The Missing Half Letter

After listening to the story told by Xue Nai under the snow, Mo Wangqiu couldn't help but feel a little more sympathy for the music teacher. No matter how glamorous the appearance is, no matter how successful it is, for that person who is full of obsession in his heart, everything is false, right?

The reality is cruel and unreasonable, and happiness is so unattainable in two simple words.

Although Mo Wangqiu could be said to have had a smooth life before the crossing, it was not that he couldn't understand the pain of Arima Gongsheng's current situation, so he asked Xue Nai under the snow, "Do you want to help him?" ”

There is a limit to manpower, and it is undoubtedly impossible to make snow under the snow the creation of piano competitions and game BGM at the same time. If it weren't for the story that Xue Nai is telling now, Mo Wangqiu would definitely do everything possible to keep Xue Nai in the community, even if this idea is very selfish, Mo Wangqiu would do it.

As the planner of a game, it is his job to work hard to make the game well. You must know that the competition in the colleague market is not easier than that of the industry.

Under the snow, Xue Nai put down the cup in his hand and looked at Mo Wangqiu seriously: "Yes, but it's not." ”

Mo Wangqiu didn't know why, so he didn't reply, and continued to wait for her to finish.

"Music isn't my hobby." Under the snow, Yukino gently shook the cup in his hand and explained, "I didn't want to continue to develop in music. And let's be honest...... With my level, it was not easy to reach the level that Arima-sensei expected. The most important thing is that this time I am participating in the national competition, and there are many participants who are better than me and more attentive than me. ”

Mo Wangqiu was silent.

I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse, because of the handwriting of the predecessors of the traverser, half of the whole of Asia is the Celestial Empire, the national piano competition mentioned here is basically equal to the intercontinental level competition, if it is only the Sakurajima level competition, with the level of Arima Gongsheng that year, it is not impossible to win the championship, but now we have to add the Celestial Empire before the crossing, sticks, etc., to be honest, the difficulty of this national competition is no longer under the world-class competition.

It's true that Xue Nai is a talented girl, but there are still some shortcomings in comparing her with other pianos across the country. As she said, if she really wants to participate in the competition, if she fails again, it will only continue to repeat the tragedy of Arima Gongsheng, and it will not solve the problem at all.

"I've been to see her." Although Xue Nai didn't say it explicitly, Mo Wangqiu still heard it, here she was referring to the girl in the story, because the operation that was not successful has not woken up to this day, and it is the most special girl for Arima Gongsheng.

"She once left a letter to Arima-sensei." Yukino continued, "I wrote it before I entered the operating room, but when Mr. Arima got it, I don't know why there was only half of the letter left, and I want you to help find the remaining letter." ”

"Huh?" Mo Wangqiu was stupid, although he was very happy that Xue Nai would not leave the club under the snow, but suddenly let himself do such a favor, wasn't he joking? Mo Wangqiu asked with some hesitation: "I remember that when Teacher Arima met her, it was ten years ago, right?" ”

What are you kidding, in ten years, let alone a letter, even if it is a big living person, it will completely change, right? Where are you going to find this half of the letter for the other party?

"Ten years ago, there were no new school buildings." Yukino also seemed to find this request a bit difficult, but still said, "The current two-dimensional cultural research club room was the classroom of their class ten years ago. And no one has used that classroom since the game club was abandoned three years ago, and although there is little hope, I would like to ask you to help with this. ”

Although the other party said it very sincerely, Mo Wangqiu still had a very bad feeling.

Think about it for a moment, what did he do after he got the key to the club room?

He called Sun Ze and Nozaki Metaro, two coolies, and cleaned up the club activity room in one go, and the sundries piled up in it were not only claimed by people from other clubs, but also the other sundries that could not be used were thrown into the garbage recycling station and incinerated by him. If this classroom really has a letter from that girl to Arima.

There's a good chance that you've been dealt with by yourself!

The more Mo Wangqiu thought about it, the more panicked he became, and he didn't dare to look at the other party's eyes.

Xue Nai also discovered Mo Wangqiu's abnormality under the snow, and asked softly, "What's wrong, is there any problem?" ”

"No, no! I'll help! "Anyway, let's put this thing aside! While enduring the torture of conscience, Mo Wangqiu forced a smile and said, "Although it is a little difficult, it doesn't seem to be without a little hope." ”

If you don't tidy up the activity room by yourself, according to the urine nature of the previous game club, it is really possible to put away the things left over from the previous classroom and throw them aside. The current word...... These days have passed, and even if there really is that half of the letter, I am afraid that it will have already turned into ashes.

Under the snow, Yukino nodded and didn't speak again.

Although this is just a small episode, in Mo Wangqiu's opinion, he can be regarded as a big deal. For someone like Kosan Arima who is so obsessed, if he knew that he had lost the half of the letter left by that girl, he would definitely run away, right? Honest people are the most terrible when they are angry, and Mo Wangqiu can't imagine what that gentle music teacher will look like when he turns black.

That afternoon, when Mo Wangqiu and Xue Xia Xueno returned to the club room, although they pretended that nothing had happened, when the other members left, he still broke away from Megumi Kato and rummaged in the club room.

It turned out to be a pity, except for Sun Ze's private snacks, there was nothing to be found.

Also, after all, it's from 10 years ago, so it's hard to save it even if you don't have your last cleaning.

"Cousin, what are you looking for?" On the way back, Megumi Kato suddenly asked.

"Did you see that?" Mo Wangqiu didn't think about hiding it from his cousin, so he told Megumi Kato the story that Xue Nai told him under the snow, as well as the missing half of the letter.

Unexpectedly, the other party also heard that the hero of the story was Arima Gongsheng, and she said clearly: "I know about this matter, Mr. Arima Gongsheng is very famous as an outstanding alumnus of Mine-no-Saki." I heard that there was a great director who wanted to make a movie about Mr. Arima, but he refused. ”

Mo Wangqiu couldn't help but sweat profusely, it turned out that there were so many people who knew about it?

"But the half of the letter...... This is the first time I've heard of it. Although Megumi Kato is not a student of Minegasaki, she understands better than Mo Wangqiu, she thought about it, and said to Mo Wangqiu: "Although it is a little different, there are still similar legends in the seven incredible legends of Minegasaki. ”

Seven incredible legends,It seems that every school will have such bizarre legends.,For example, a mannequin that can walk.,A piano that can play by itself, etc.,But the legend of the school garden here in Minegasaki is different.。 So far, he knew that there were corpses buried in the open space behind the third teaching building, and there were unnutritious rumors such as ghost girls haunting the second teaching building, which was nothing new at all.

"Letters that bring happiness." Megumi Kato drew a shape, and then said: "Legend has it that there is such a mysterious letter buried in a corner of the Minegasaki campus, and no one knows what the content of this letter is, only that this letter is not a rectangle like an ordinary letter, but has a shape like a zigzag, and then the person who gets the letter can have happiness, and the confession can be 100% successful." ”

The front is fine, but the back is a mess, what the hell is the zigzag letter? Mo Wangqiu felt that there were a lot of things that could be complained about in the legend of this school park, but he still held back.

He had no interest in the legend.

"Alas, Xiaohui, you like this kind of thing too. Just like an ordinary junior high school student. ”

Megumi Kato, who was on the side, suddenly stopped and looked at Mo Wangqiu with a very dangerous gaze, although there was no expression on her face, Mo Wangqiu seemed to see a display of anger value on her head, which was almost full.

"Just kidding, I'll treat you to ice cream." After saying that, he ran away without looking back.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Mo Wangqiu feels that he can already read the other party's thoughts from the expressionless appearance.

Although it is regrettable what happened to Arima Gongsheng, and Mo Wangqiu also wants to help him, but so far, he needs to do the job at hand even more.

Soon after returning home, after eating dinner and taking a bath, several people in the club sent him the content of today's work, which was not only the original manuscript of Shiyu Kasumigaoka's light novel, the game script of Umetaro Nozaki, the original painting of Miri Kashiwagi, and even Sun Ze came to join in the fun.

He sent a series of messages, it seemed that he had encountered some problems when developing the software, and he had no choice but to come to Mo Wangqiu for discussion.

Of course, Mo Wangqiu doesn't know anything about programs, but he has also seen the developed software, although it can't help much, but he can still give a little more reliable advice.

After going back and forth, the problem on Sun Ze's side was solved, the clock was already pointing to 22 o'clock, Mo Wangqiu looked at the stacks of printouts placed on the table in a neat and orderly manner, and couldn't help but smile bitterly. Well, it's going to be an all-nighter again tonight.

At the beginning, everyone was not familiar with it, as a person who coordinated the overall situation, it was normal for Mo Wangqiu to be busy, and he himself understood the current situation very well, so he didn't say anything, but pushed the little cat who was occupying the sofa aside, and seriously turned the page and picked up the printout on the table.

I just hope the game will be completed smoothly.