Late at night, music history department, living room.

Ye Qingxuan, Xia Er, Bai Xi, several people looked at each other, and they were awkwardly silent.

After a long time, Ye Qingxuan took the lead in asking, with a grim expression:

"So, what now?"

"I can't help it. ”

Charles scratched his head: "That little bastard in your grade is quite right, we may really die this time." ”

"A win of 1,000 points, a tie of 500 each, a loss of 500 deductions...... If we can't find a solution, we will die a terrible death this time. I'm fine, senior brother, you definitely won't be able to finish your studies!"

“...... Well, it's okay if you can't finish your job. ”

Charles asked with some hesitation: "Actually, I've been used to it for a long time, or I'll mix it up for another two years and wait for next year?"

"If nothing else, the issue of graduation is also put aside. The Cave of Sleep and the Ascension Ritual also have the Heart Seal of Movement...... After a village, there will be no such shop. ”

Ye Qingxuan was anxious: "Senior brother, you can also give some strength, you see that Bai Xi has come back with a few hundred points today! You have passed the first round of trials, don't you work hard?"

"It's useless to work hard for this kind of thing, right?"

Charles spread his hands, "If you can solve all problems, then why don't you all work hard?"

“...... Then we're going to die this time. ”

Ye Qingxuan sighed helplessly, "Speaking of graduation, my points here are not enough to deduct, and the school committee will force us to ask for food next year." ”

"Actually, there's nothing wrong with asking for food. ”

Charles scratched his head: "To be honest, there was a time when I was very bad. At that time, the teacher was also worried, worried that I would have no food to eat in the future, what if I went to ask for food?

Then I suddenly had an idea!"

“...... Enlightenment?"

"That's right. ”

Charles was elated: "I spent months observing the beggars of Avalon, trying to learn the art of asking for food.

Don't even say it, Avalon's perks are pretty good. Beggars don't have to worry about getting by.

Let me tell you, I have a few points in sight, go there to ask for food, and keep it hungry! So don't be afraid, junior brother, even if you go to ask for food, senior brother can take you and pretend to take you to fly!"

"Senior brother, what about your pursuit!"

Ye Qingxuan pinched the fist skull joint. I kind of want to hit him.

"I even have in mind the most valuable food golden area in the whole of Avalon, and if you don't want food, you can only do it, and if you ask for food, you will be the beggar king of the year!

"Is the pursuit for you to ask for food?"

Bai Xi next to him couldn't stand it anymore and interrupted them: "Hey, you guys are off topic!"

“......”

Ye Qingxuan put his hands back on the sofa, clasped his hands, and said in a solemn voice: "The top priority is to solve the manpower problem first!"

If we don't solve the manpower problem, we will die!"

Charles and Shirahiro glanced at each other. Synchronicity sighed unusually.

There's really no way to solve this problem.

That's right, this is the most serious problem in the music history department at the moment - manpower! They don't have enough manpower!

Other faculties, not to mention the three major branches of change, calling, and enlightenment, are what music theory research departments, what classical departments, not to mention anything else, everyone grabs a lot of hands! As for the three major branches, not to mention forming a football team, it is no problem to form a league!

It's just that the music history department doesn't rely on both ends. For so many years, my grandmother didn't love my uncle or my uncle. The budget is not as much as the canteen every year.

It's no wonder that Bart said that Ye Qingxuan and they are dead.

Because they can't even put together the most basic lineup!

There are now two or three big cats and kittens in the entire department, if there is no Ye Qingxuan and Bai Xi this year, it will be even more miserable, Xia Er is a whole light pole commander.

Not to mention kicking football, after playing the field, people can't catch up with each other!

"Actually, I think three people can do it. ”

Charles coughed twice: "The three of us are in a team. At least cooperate tacitly.

Isn't that what legendary novels like to write now? Three people form a team, advance and retreat together, you come alone and there are three of us, and if you come with a hundred people, it is still the three of us......"

"Generally speaking, the kind of guys who advance and retreat together are villains, okay? In the end, even if three people go together, they will be beaten by the protagonist to the ground...... And people don't come alone.

People can get together more than 20 people casually. And with the bench, the coach, and the cheerleaders! How do the three of us play?"

"Ahem, junior brother, don't be so pessimistic, don't the Oriental people have a proverb that says: 'The mountains and rivers return to Huangquan Road, and the willows and flowers are all gods', there is always hope. ”

"Senior brother, what kind of hellish proverb are you talking about, I always feel that I can't die anymore if I die. ”

Ye Qingxuan was weak for a while, and he wanted to go crazy: "Moreover, even three people are completely insufficient!"

Even if one person plays as a striker, one as a midfielder, one as a defender, there must be a goalkeeper!

Where are we going to steal another goalkeeper?"

"Hmm...... The goalkeeper is here!"

Charles picked up the dozing golden retriever dog on the ground, held it in front of Ye Qingxuan, and shook it:

"Look, what a great goalkeeper! majestic! domineering! ruthless! It's a college nightmare, a dark legend!"

Lao Fei, who was sleeping in a daze, raised his eyes and looked around blankly, not understanding what was happening.

Ye Qingxuan was also stunned:

"Is this okay?"

"I think so!"

Bai Xi raised his hand in agreement: "Lao Fei is much stronger than people!"

"That's right!" said Charles, "and I didn't say that dogs weren't allowed to play, and besides, Lao Fei wasn't an ordinary dog." Right, old Fei?"

"Whew!"

Old Fei turned around and bit his hand angrily, and Charles screamed in pain and rolled on the ground.

Seeing that he was beaten by Lao Fei, Ye Qingxuan had no intention of saving his life in the past, but thought about it carefully.

What Charles said is actually not unreasonable, there is no reason why the phantom beast of the summoning system can play, but Lao Fei can't!

In the category of musicians, there is an advanced level called the Jungle Bard.

The group of guys spends their days in the dense forest, and their biggest feature is that they are good at dealing with animals, and they often bring an animal companion with them.

They are part of the strength of the Jungle Bards, and even the Holy City has recognized them.

In this case, then the old fee may not be possible.

Ye Qingxuan bit his nails and began to think about the loopholes in the school rules and the rules on the court.

If you really can't help it. Then you can only play with Lao Fei......

Just as I was thinking, suddenly there was a knock on the door of the living room.

For a moment, everyone looked up and looked back.

In the middle of the night, who else would be here?

Outside the door, in the dim light. There was a vague student wearing the uniform of the Apocalypse Academy, who looked like this year's graduates.

Coming late at night, he knocked politely on the door and waited quietly, without any impatience.

"Who?"

"It's me, the hapless man of the day. Chief Ye, you can't have forgotten about it, have you?"

That voice seemed to have heard it, it sounded like an acquaintance, Ye Qingxuan thought about it for a while, and suddenly realized:

"You're the 'stool brother' during the day?!"

“...... What is Brother Stool?"

The man was stunned. Immediately a little helpless: "Forget it, you just call me Brother Stool." ”

No wonder Ye Qingxuan called him Brother Stool, Brother Stool is now standing outside the door, wearing a school uniform, his posture, dressing and greeting methods do not comply with the school rules, he looks polite and kind.

It's just that for some reason, his head is shrouded in a boxy ...... Stone.

That's right. Stone.

Ye Qingxuan raised his finger and knocked it, and the echo was crisp: That's right. It's a serious concrete brick.

Brother Stool's 'mimicry' is quite good, and even the material and hardness are perfectly simulated!

It's just that in the middle of the night, I came to visit, and I still wore this kind of mask-like hood, and I didn't want to reveal my identity. How do you look at it, how do you feel suspicious!

"Ahem, won't you invite me in and sit?"

Brother Stool tilted his head to 'look' at Ye Qingxuan, and Ye Qingxuan pretended that he was now showing a smiling expression.

He pursed his lips and opened the door, "Please come in." Letting guests stand outside the door is not the reason for the music history to entertain guests. ”

Soon, Brother Stool sat on the sofa. Looking around, as if he could see the furnishings around him, he finally nodded, and his voice was full of admiration:

"It's nice to be small and decent. I didn't expect the atmosphere in the music history department to be so relaxed and soft, and it was much better than the cold feeling in most colleges. ”

"Please use it. ”

Bai Xi brought a cup of tea with malice, and then looked at his concrete hood seriously: she wanted to see how this thing was drunk......

“...... Thank you. ”

Brother Stool picked up the teacup, hesitated for a moment and then put it down, much to Bai Xi's disappointment.

"I didn't come to the door tonight for tea. I think Chief Ye should have guessed a thing or two about my intentions, so I will go straight to the point. ”

"Please. ”

Ye Qingxuan nodded, showing a deferential look.

"Tomorrow's second round of trials is a football match, but as far as I know, there are only three students in the music history department.

If I'm not mistaken, you're probably worried about manpower right now. ”

Ye Qingxuan was silent for a moment and nodded slowly.

"That's right. ”

"So, do you want my help?"

Brother Stool suddenly said, "To be honest, I haven't found my own team yet, if the music history department is willing, I can join the music history department's team, and if you agree, I can call a few more people to come."

You are short of manpower, I am short of credits, and if you win, everyone will divide the credits equally, and if you lose, I will lose my investment.

This proposal should not have any loss for the music history department. ”

Indeed, according to Brother Stool, not only is there no loss, but it is a sure-fire deal

Brother Stool came to the door this time, it was simply a charcoal in the snow, but this carbon was too beautiful, which inevitably made people suspicious.

"I already know why you're here, thank you for your help. But there are some questions that must be asked first. ”

Ye Qingxuan and the others looked at each other, and after pondering for a moment, they asked bluntly:

"--Why are you hiding your head and tail and wearing a hood since you're here to help?"

Brother Stool smiled bitterly and touched his concrete hood:

"Chief Ye, don't you know that you are simply the target of the public now? someone has already said that whoever dares to help you will let him go to the Whitechapel Hospital.

I'm graduating, and I'm not afraid of their threats, but you're going to have to make me think about my own life, right?"

"Why did you come to us if you were thinking about your own safety?"

"It's better to join forces with strong people than to find a bunch of pig teammates to drag you back. ”

Brother Stool's voice carried a natural tone, and the answer was frank and natural, without thinking, and it was involuntarily convincing.

But Ye Qingxuan was unmoved.

Actually, I have a hypothesis here that can explain all this. ”

He looked at the boxy head of the stool brother, and his eyes suddenly sharpened:

"Suppose somebody, like Bart, like Banner, like somebody, like somebody who doesn't like me.

In order to get me eliminated in the second round, they let you bring people to our team and drag your feet when it matters...... Isn't this a normal hypothesis?" (To be continued......)