"Three hours and twenty minutes. ”

In the coffee shop opposite the school, in the open-air café, Ye Qingxuan stopped the timing of the pocket watch, "Although it has already been calculated, there is still a ten-minute error."

There's room for improvement......"

He overturned the process again, and when he finally found the problem, he picked up the coffee in front of him and drank it down, smiling heartily.

For the first time, he experienced the power of the Psychic Musician.

The power of 'he is free' is imperceptible, skillfully inserted into the gap in his thinking, using people as pawns, and pushing things to develop in the direction he wants.

The authorities are often caught up in the trap and do not know how to die until the last moment.

It's no wonder that the Soul Musician is feared, and if such a power is abused, it may be destructive enough to destroy any relationship.

After all, there is no way to guarantee whether the companions who accompany each other day and night have no hints planted in their hearts......

Thinking of this, Ye Qingxuan was also faintly vigilant in his heart, planning how to prevent others from using this trick against him: In fact, the easiest way is to strike first, and first plant a hint of automatic stimulation on everyone's body.

Lola used to do this best, and each of her subordinates had several layers of hints planted in their hearts, one ring after another, and each had a different 'introduction'. Guys who want to dig into her corners, or people who are ready to do something bad, often drink so many pots at this time, and be toyed with by her in applause.

There are too many tricks for Lola to count, especially the primer book she threw to herself, which is not a black musician, but a black musician.

Every trick is evil...... If someone can follow all the above training, it will be a pity if they don't destroy the world and take revenge on the society.

Ye Qingxuan shook his head and got up to pay.

The end of the long street. A black convoy silently marched forward.

In the early afternoon twilight, the black motorcade was stamped with the coat of arms of the Royal Orchestra, and the view in the windows was blocked by the curtains, making it impossible to see how many people were seated.

Right in the middle of the convoy, there was also a truck pulled with a pitch-black iron box on it. The seal was affixed and the unsealed seal was poured with fire paint, and it looked like it was transporting something.

"Brother Stool?"

Ye Qingxuan looked at the leader of the team and found that Gavin was among the several royal musicians on horseback. Gavin seemed to spot him as well and looked over.

Ye Qingxuan waved his hand, but he didn't expect that he would say something to the person next to him after hesitating for a moment, and then urged the horse to run over.

"Brother Stool, it's so majestic. ”

Ye Qingxuan watched him ride a black horse. Wearing a uniform and looking grim, he teased.

Gavin smiled reluctantly, as if he was worried, and whispered: "Ye Qingxuan, something bad will happen in the city in the past two days, and the Royal Musicians Troupe has been put under martial law.

If you're okay, don't wander around and stay in the academy. It's best to go out for a month and come back when the limelight is over. ”

Hear him say that. Ye Qingxuan was stunned for a moment, nodded and smiled: "I know, don't worry." Also, just call me a leaf. ”

“...... Leaf, stay safe. ”

Gavin took one last look, turned his horse's head, and chased in the direction of the convoy.

Ye Qingxuan stood in place. Watch the convoy fade away, disappearing into the afterglow of the setting sun. He raised his hand, drank the coffee he had taken out of his hand, and threw it into the paper basket.

"Big move?"

The young man murmured, "It looks like we have to speed up the time." ”

He turned and walked into the academy—

In the middle of the night, the door to the study was pushed open.

Abraham looked up. Seeing the white-haired young man at the door, he took off his glasses: "Yezi, is there something wrong?"

The boy grinned: "Teacher, about the interpretation...... I'm confused. ”

Abraham understood, and with his iron hand, the Requiem enchantment silently enveloped the school district, blocking all aether fluctuations.

Ye Qingxuan closed the door, sat behind the desk, and respectfully handed over a stack of manuscripts: "Teacher, when I was interpreting an ancient movement, I had some music theory problems that I couldn't understand.

How should this paragraph be interpreted?"

Abraham looked at the manuscript, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and soon, he smiled, "It's very simple. He picked up the chalk and scratched it on the blackboard behind him.

"This interval is a relatively rare format, and it is central to the whole 'phrase', so you should use this as the theme and start from here...... For the construction of musical notes, you can refer to the writings of the sixth generation of Saint Bach......"

The first question about 'interpretation' was solved so easily and simply. Ye Qingxuan comprehended, thought silently, and after a long time, a bright light flashed in his eyes, and he handed over a manuscript:

"There's also this paragraph, I don't really understand it. ”

Abraham took it, staring at the fragmented passages and questions, and laughed after a long time, "From the point of view of interpretation, you should ......"

For a full five hours, until 3 o'clock in the morning, Ye Qingxuan's problems accumulated over the past few days were finally completely solved.

During the whole process, the two people only communicated about the interpretation of the movement, like a scholar and apprentice asking for advice and teaching. Ye Qingxuan didn't say that it was originally a forbidden movement from the Shixin School, and Abraham never mentioned any words and proper nouns of the Forbidden School.

One question, one answer. The question seems illogical, and the answer sounds completely unreasonable.

But the more he came later, the more joyful Ye Qingxuan became, until the last question was over, he closed his eyes, and after pondering for a long time, the ether fluctuations on his body suddenly skyrocketed, collapsed again, and returned to peace after a strange change.

"I see, I see. ”

He opened his eyes and smiled: "Thank you, teacher, for your guidance." ”

"You can always ask me about interpretation. ”

Abraham waved his hand and undid the enchantment, "When are you going to storm the official musicians?"

“...... To be honest, I don't know. ”

Ye Qingxuan's expression suddenly became complicated.

Abraham frowned, reached out and pressed the boy's shoulder, quickly. His expression was also stunned: "You haven't advanced yet, and the resonance between you and the ether has exceeded my ...... back then."

"But I don't have any signs of celestial induction. ”

The boy smiled bitterly, "I can feel that my strength has been rising rapidly recently, and it has exceeded several times that of a few months. It stands to reason that I should have advanced to a full-fledged musician, but I haven't moved yet. ”

Abraham pondered for a long time and said, "Probably because you haven't reached your limit yet? I'm afraid that the difficulty of the progression is also much higher than that of ordinary musicians. ”

Hearing him say this, Ye Qingxuan suddenly became embarrassed: "Actually, I haven't let go of the Revelation Sect either...... It seems that it is not a good thing to learn too much. ”

"It's your talent. Leaf. Abraham laughed, "You've only been studying music theory for less than half a year, aren't you? ”

"Compared to someone like my brother, I'm not a genius. The boy shook his head and got up to say goodbye.

"Leaves. ”

Abraham stopped him, and the boy turned around, "Huh?"

"Have you chosen your research direction after becoming a full-fledged musician?" Abraham asked, "How did you think about the transfer?" if you want to work as a 'Silencer'. I can find a way to get some former colleagues to help. ”

"Well, in fact, there already is. ”

Ye Qingxuan groped for the Nine Heavens ring between his fingers, recalled the name that had lingered in his ears in his sleep these days, and smiled:

"It's probably called 'Dream Weaver', right?"

Three days later, in the basement.

On a pile of scrapped parts, Charles, with dark eyes, yawned, and after drinking a bottle of beer in his hand, he pointed to something on the table:

"It's done. Try. ”

Ye Qingxuan followed what he was pointing at, but only saw a bunch of strange parts. With the Sigh Arm Armor, there is no imaginary alloy skeleton at all.

He looked at Charles, who ignored him as he drank his beer. Confused, he picked up the Sigh Armour and put it on his left arm.

There was a snap, and the metal arm armor was tightly embedded in the boy's body, and then followed. One by one, the notes lit up, releasing a buzzing tremor.

Ye Qingxuan was stunned for a moment, only to hear that on the workbench behind him, those broken parts trembled one by one and collided with each other. Make a crisp sound.

It's like ...... Resonance?

Immediately after, a faint electric light jumped up from Ye Qingxuan's arm, and in an instant, the parts on the workbench were pulled by an invisible magnetic force and thrown at the young man. Ye Qingxuan subconsciously raised his arm to block in front of him, but he felt a snap, and the parts were mortise and tenon on the arm armor.

The burst of electric light dragged those scattered parts around Ye Qingxuan, and in an instant, a series of crisp sounds sounded. The magnetic attraction pulls the parts into each other, rivets. A piece of metallic color rapidly expanded on Ye Qingxuan's body, until finally, covering his limbs and back, forming a metal skeleton with a strange style.

With Ye Qingxuan's movements, the runes on the metal bones continued to extinguish and light up, assisting his movements, light and flexible, without resistance.

It weighs only one-third of the original.

"Isn't there a power system?" Ye Qingxuan was stunned.

Charles finished his beer, wiped the remaining liquor from the corners of his mouth, and grinned, "Aether is the best motivation." Innovation is the life of a designer, and it is not my style to work according to the original design drawings. ”

Ye Qingxuan seemed to understand whether he understood or not, and tried to take a step forward, but he didn't expect to set off a gust of wind. In an instant, the boy's body was cut several meters away, and he almost hit the wall.

Covered in a cold sweat, he looked down at his feet, tried to bend his knees slowly, and felt a burst of repulsion from the metal bone that fit between the back of his legs.

"Magnetic propulsion and repulsion?"

"That's right!"

Charles whistled: "This is still inspired by the old man Newton, since electricity can be used as power, then the repulsion and attraction between magnetic fields should also be able to play a role."

If you don't want to make a hole in our ceiling, it's best not to jump here. Its theoretical bounce height should be about ten meters...... Both the thrust and stability of one hand are more than twice as strong as the original 'iron bone'!"

"It's not enough. ”

Ye Qingxuan shook his head and looked at the iron rod twisted into a ball between his fingers, this guy Charles is definitely talking about conservative data. If he didn't care about his own endurance and went all in...... It's absolutely fine to fight the butcher's pervert in a short period of time.

And......

His pupils lit up with moonlight, and when he looked up, through the layers of ceilings, he could clearly feel the stars moving overhead, and the clouds of ether permeating the heavens and the earth.

Even through the appearance, he can already vaguely feel an inexplicable rhythm and beat, fleeting, but there is an intoxicating beauty.

I'm afraid it's the 'Aether Sea' in the underworld, and the power that can only be sensed after becoming an official musician.

"Aetheric resonance...... Strengthened?"

"Do you think that the 'Archangel Armor' is a dangerous item that ordinary people can play with?"

Charles laughed, "This is the armor of the musicians. Gear that transforms fragile musicians into destroyers on the battlefield.

Many of the alloys are the product of the alchemist, and in themselves they are able to enhance the musician's power, and all I have done is channel them.

After simplification and modification, although there is no way to store the movement, it is no longer inferior to any dress of the same period.

You don't have your own 'dress' yet, do you?" Charles patted him on the shoulder, "It's a gift for you to be a full-fledged musician in advance." ”

Although Xia Er said it simply, Ye Qingxuan had also studied the principles of mechanical engineering, and obviously knew the difficulty of transforming the Archangel armor into the current one and retaining the original function, so he couldn't help but be a little moved.

"Senior brother, you are really a good person!" he patted Charles on the shoulder and said seriously, "I will remember you for the rest of my life." ”

"......" Charles' expression twitched, "Can you say something nice?"

"Okay, how is the job? What is the salary per month? How much can I get after taxes? When will I bring a girlfriend back? When will I get married? I won't have a house in Midtown?"

Xia Er's face became more and more defeated, and he was obviously about to be sunk: "Ye Qingxuan, what kind of hatred do I have with you, why do you want to hurt me so much?"

"Haha, just kidding. Ye Qingxuan couldn't help laughing and stopped his shoulder: "Thank you, senior brother!"

"Just remember that my brother is kind to you. Charles gave him a blank look and patted the bone on his shoulder: "Your thing, come up with a name." ”

Ye Qingxuan pondered for a moment and said:

"'Ren Du', how about being called 'Ren Du'?"

“...... It's a little weird, but it's good if you like it. ”

Charles picked up the tool and tapped on the young man's injured equipment: "Take it off, I'll debug it for you again." After all, this thing is life-saving, and the more suitable the better.

I didn't expect you to grow a lot taller in the past few days, and you're almost the same as me. ”

After taking off the 'Ren Du', Ye Qingxuan sat next to the workbench and stopped talking: "Senior brother......

"Huh?"

"Seriously, it's almost Christmas, when are you going to bring a girlfriend back?"

"Yezi, if you force it again, believe it or not, I'll kill you......"

"Okay, okay, I'll shut up," (To be continued.) )