Just above the long street, a galloping carriage suddenly stopped, and then turned into light, revealing the young man behind it.

And the stunned crowd behind him.

"Styling error. ”

Ye Qingxuan shook his head, "Whose carriage has two wheels that are not ordinarily big, and it runs so smoothly and so fast?"

He walked through the stunned phantom left by the graduate, then took a picture of a signboard on the side of the road.

"it!" the sign exclaimed, and it disappeared in an instant.

Ye Qingxuan squinted and glanced at him, "The perspective effect is completely wrong, go back and practice again." How many handicaps does a carpenter have to make such a sign?"

He continued to move forward, the school emblem slapped on a street lamp, he looked up at the street lamp, and sighed helplessly:

"You speak with your conscience, where is there a street lamp that looks like a chimney? ”

The street lamp flickered, and before he could speak, it turned away, leaving only a sad cry that dissipated: "Is it wrong for me to be fat......

Ye Qingxuan continued to move forward, and the group of sluggish students behind him had turned into walking corpses, following behind him step by step, completely losing the ability to think.

What's going on?

What's going on?

Why has this world suddenly become so evil? Where is the teacher? Something seems to be wrong......

Just as everyone was staring, Ye Qingxuan's footsteps suddenly paused, and he turned back to the crowd. The students were disturbed and hurriedly made way for him. I saw him turn right and walk into a café.

The waiter greeted him: "Do you want anything?"

Ye Qingxuan pushed him away with disdain and walked into it.

Just outside the window, everyone could see clearly, Ye Qingxuan walked through the bar and the living room, and finally stopped in the corner and looked up at the oil painting in front of him. It's like saying something.

The painting is motionless and silent.

Ye Qingxuan narrowed his eyes, snatched a kerosene lighter from the table next to him, lit the fire with a 'snap', and came to the side of the oil painting.

"If you're not honest, I'll burn?"

"Wait. Don't burn it!

The painting writhed and crawled down the wall: "I'm right?! I've double-checked!"

"Go back and do some art history. ”

Ye Qingxuan mercilessly lit the oil painting, "This street is a classicist decoration that was popular hundreds of years ago, how can it be possible to hang a rococo style mural more than a hundred years later! It's not too eye-catching." ”

As soon as the school emblem was photographed, the burned oil paintings dissipated without a trace, leaving only a piece of hemp ash.

"Your lighter. ”

Ye Qingxuan casually threw the lighter back to the stunned guest, and then took off the cigar lit at the corner of his mouth and extinguished it in the coffee.

He smiled and waved goodbye:

"In public, don't smoke. Thank you. ”

......

By the time the sixth hour had passed, the entire environment had changed again, from the streets of Avalon to a desert island, teeming with wild animals, and the students were even challenged to survive.

Ye Qingxuan had just seen a parrot being chased by a tiger in the air, screaming, "Catch me, catch me." I don't want to be eaten......"

Then, he smiled and accepted the fifty credits sent to the door. Then the tiger was slaughtered by the way.

This tiger was born in the etheric dense area, and it actually had resistance, and the degree of mutation was not low, so it really wasted Ye Qingxuan's effort, almost stumbled in front of the horse, and capsized in the gutter.

"Only. It's okay to turn to stone, but you need to at least have some fame, right?"

He raised his hand and kicked the rock under his feet, "Granite, diabase, or limestone, there are so many volcanoes on this island, you at least turn into volcanic rock, right?"

With each knock, the stone shakes. In the end, he had already given up on himself: "Whatever rock is, it looks like this anyway!"

"Then you deserve to die. ”

The school emblem is swept and fifty credits are included.

"Where are you going?"

Ye Qingxuan squinted behind him, and behind him, a strange bush that was tiptoeing and preparing to escape stiffened in place.

The bush's movements froze, twisting an angle, as if slowly turning back: "I—where am I wrong?"

Ye Qingxuan suddenly asked, "You must have no friends, do you?"

"Huh?" the bush's voice was visibly weak, "I don't know what you're talking about......

"Isn't it because this look is so ugly that I don't have friends?"

Ye Qingxuan took out the school emblem and slapped him on the face, "The mimic is so ugly and you still want to graduate, go back and restudy!"

"Woo woo woo ......"

The bush crackled and disappeared, and the graduate's heartbroken face could be faintly seen.

"And you!"

He pointed to the broken ship next to him that was stranded on the beach, "I didn't even look at you, what are you shaking?"

"I, I ......"

The wrecked ship innocently lay in the washing of the sea, forcibly justifying: "Am I still cold enough?!"

He was answered by the school emblem on his face:

"Then go back and change my clothes and come back!"

Syllable!

The broken ship dissipated without a trace, and the school emblem shook again, and it was another fifty credits.

"Until now, is there anyone who hasn't figured out the rules?"

Ye Qingxuan shook his head slowly.

In fact, the point of the trial is not at all the student's mastery of the ether and the movement, nor is it the mastery of mimicry.

-- It's the power of observation.

From the familiar 'Safe Zone.College' to the noisy, complex, turbulent and chaotic Queen's Road, followed by the dangerous volcanic desert island.

No matter how the external environment changes, the students must find the disharmony in it and then eradicate it!

The seemingly joking way of testing is a test of the student's eyesight, determination and determination, and only in this way can the crisis hidden in the shadows be discovered.

Or, incarnate in it, become someone else's crisis.

Only in this way, one day, after entering the dark world full of dangers, can you survive from that terrible world where even gravity is uncertain.

Ye Qingxuan looked around at the situation around him and continued to move forward steadily, heading towards the center of the island, the crater where the lava was boiling.

The closer to the volcano. The more cracks in the ground there were, and the hot steam gushed out of the fissures, which were the sulphurous hot springs after boiling.

And in the afternoon sky, a faint bell sounded, signaling that the next round of change was coming soon.

"Time is running out?"

Ye Qingxuan muttered to himself, and a frost ray lowered the temperature of the stone under his buttocks. Then unceremoniously sat down with his back to the crater.

He looked around at his feet, on the huge desert island, dense forests, tidal flats, yellow sand, and strong winds came from afar, carrying boiling water vapor, hot and hot, curling his hair.

The lava gilded the white hair with a fiery red glow, as if it were burning.

He looked down on the world, pinching his knuckles. Muttering:

-- Seize the last chance and make a big deal. ”

Collapse!

At his fingertips, the silver string ring released a faint sound, and the strings continued to spread out from the air, crisscrossing and erecting around him.

His fingers lifted, and the moment he pressed them down, he hesitated again. After a moment of thought. The five fingers change slightly, controlling the string changes.

The criss-crossed strings shifted. The seven strings of civil and military affairs quietly changed, becoming slender and slender, and they were lined up in one place. Three strings dissipated into silver dots of light, converging into a slender bow in his right hand.

This is the mimicry of the Nine Heavens Ring, and after it is truly activated, it is not only the appearance that changes. It is able to adjust its structure and frequency to the point where it fits perfectly into the movement.

"If the ancestors and fathers knew that I wouldn't be able to make a single song. I can only use Jiuxiao Huanpei as a violin, and I will definitely jump out of the coffin in anger, right?"

Ye Qingxuan jumped on the grave of the Ye family's ancestral tomb without paying attention, while the bow of his right hand rested on the string around his neck.

A melody as clear as a mist emerges.

In the distant echoes of the tides, in the roar of the earth's crust bursting and the hot water vapor spewing into the sky. In the crisp sound of lava boiling, scorching 'blisters' bursting, in the chaotic noise that filled the entire desert island.

There was a faint sound of music that no one was aware of.

It drifted in all directions like mist, seeping into every sound. It's subtle, but it's everywhere.

"What is he doing?"

At the foot of the mountain, the dazed student raised his head and looked at the young man who was playing the violin leisurely at the highest place. It was so comfortable and calm, as if he had given up the trial and immersed himself in the melody.

At their feet, in the cracks of the rocks, boiling hot springs emit scorching steam. The steam was in the air, faintly condensing into a long line of water.

The faint waterline seemed to ride the melody, harnessing the notes, extending with the faint melody, in all directions.

One, two...... Dozens of lines of water spread out from the highest point to all sides, swept by the blazing wind, and sent farther away.

After occupying a unique geography, the melody of "Bolero" reverberates over this entire desert island.

At the end of the first measure, the subtle melody is heightened by a point, blending into the sea breeze and tides, seeping into every corner.

Immediately after that, the second and third measures begin.

At the beginning of each measure, the number and length of the waterline explode exponentially. Until now, the melody was still dim and faint, and even if you listened closely, you couldn't make out its presence.

This long tune came silently, silently seeping into everything, lurking in every corner. Drawing on the power of water vapor and ether, strengthening, strengthening, and strengthening......

Section 6!

The sonorous melody finally broke through all the noise and echoed on the desert island, echoing in everyone's ears.

The students looked up blankly, looking in all directions, discerning the direction the melody was coming from, but found nothing.

The melody rang out in everyone's ears, like a murmur. Relaxed and bright, like the sun, leading them to immerse themselves involuntarily, it is difficult to distinguish between distance and distance.

The water vapor is thick, and countless thoughts control the sea breeze, falling and dancing on the island.

It's like a dancing dancer, the movements are so gentle, but with a touching beauty, in the gentle dance, it reveals a high-spirited and sonorous rhythm.

The melody grows and changes in that rhythm, from weak to strong. It was as if the flood that had been brewing all summer had broken through the levees, violently and swiftly reverberating across the desert island.

At some point, the melody turned from softness to warmth, echoing in the ears of each person, casting a vivid and intense 'image' in their hearts.

When you close your eyes, you can see the bewitching and beautiful dancer dancing wildly, she is dressed in red like a flame, and when she turns around, the hem of her skirt lifts like a burning flame.

She trampled to the rhythm of the melody and danced in everyone's heart.

In that frantic dance, the fiery red skirt seemed to completely cover the entire desert island.

- This has become her stage!(To be continued......)