In short, Shirai's work is as consistent with her style as ever.

Simple, direct and brutal, it doesn't look like a little girl's work at all, it simply summarizes the violent factors of the entire lower Avalon city, and gathers all the background and content that makes men's blood rush and blood boiling.

According to Shirashi's description, the whole work looks like this:

In the work, the musician is responsible for controlling two men armed with crossbow arrows to brave the tiger's den.

One of them wore blue pants, the other in red pants, shirtless shirtless, and strange streamers tied around their heads, and they fell from the sky to kill an island occupied by the revolutionary army.

Kill and kill along the way, kill minions, minions, demons, ghosts, anything that works, and finally take out the leader of the revolutionary army who has merged with the natural disaster.

In the end, even if it was done, he boarded the airship and left the poor island that was violently exploding and sinking to the bottom of the sea.

Moreover, Bai Xi is also ingenious, designing eight hidden levels underwater for experiencers to discover.

However, the whole process is extremely difficult, and the two shirtless guys will die if they are hit by a crossbow arrow or hit by an enemy. The experiencer has a total of three chances to be reborn, and after three times, they can only start again......

However, the author is Bai Xi, so ...... She hides a command in it, and if you enter a specific note, the number of respawns will become thirty!

"It's all said, no author channel is allowed!"

Ye Qingxuan knocked her head angrily: "The little girl's family, why is it so violent, it's all beating and killing, can't you come up with a warmer one?"

"Sorry, no. ”

Bai Xi rolled his eyes, "Then you should show me a warm one." ”

"Like a dress-changing game for a little girl traveling the world?"

"Change the girls' clothes. Are you a pervert?"

"For example, in order to save the school that was on the verge of being abolished, seven girls stood up, went through a lot of hardships, and finally became musicians together?"

"What's the point of not even dying of people? Why don't you say that they followed a monkey to Tianzhu to get music?"

“......”

Ye Qingxuan was speechless for a while, what was Bai Xi's little mind thinking. He couldn't understand it at all.

"Anyway, this one won't work. ”

"Why not!"

"First, it's too violent, too untechnical.

Second, the process is long, the task is large, the content is large, and the time is completely too late.

Third, some of the content needs to be supported by higher-order music theory and complex structures. I'm afraid that only a resonant-level musician can do it. But the teacher is completely out of time right now.

So, veto. ”

"Cut. ”

Bai Xi glared at him unhappily: "Don't do this, don't want that, you just remove everything and make a graduation project with nothing!"

"How can that ......?"

Ye Qingxuan was halfway through speaking, and suddenly got stuck, as if he was stunned.

Xia Er and Bai Xi next to him were confused when they looked at his sluggish appearance, no matter what they called. Ye Qingxuan's brows were furrowed, and his face was contemplative. Something muttered to himself.

Seeing his appearance, Charles frowned, and suddenly fell silent, falling into the same contemplation.

Seeing that both of them had entered a state of neurosis, Bai Xi pursed his lips and ignored them. Picked up Lao Fei to the side and bent.

After a long time, Ye Qingxuan raised his head:

"Senior brother, you and I are thinking of the same thing, right?"

"I don't think there's anything wrong with that. ”

“...... Don't do anything, it seems like it's really going to work. ”

"If it really can be as we can tell. ”

"The process is short, but it can be very long. ”

"Although the structure is complicated. But in fact, it is the repetition of a single music theory, even at the rhythm level. ”

"I did the math, and there shouldn't be a problem with the workload. ”

"How do you do the specific division?"

"I have a new idea, but I need to do a good job of dividing the work. ”

"It's just the two of us, and there shouldn't be a problem cooperating, but I have a new idea here, so it's better to ......"

The two men were completely immersed in the idea, exchanging ideas, sketching notes on paper, and starting to experiment in the field.

Abraham watched in silence as they focused on their discussion, then laughed and quietly walked away.

That's probably satisfaction?——

Two days later, late at night.

In the royal faction, in the studio, the red-eyed Cullen sat back in his chair, opened a can of beer, and drank it down, moaning in exhaustion.

Beside him, his teammates were also tired of drinking coffee to refresh themselves, and hurried to continue processing the graduation work in front of them.

"It's finally almost done, so let's do it. ”

Cullen patted his friend on the shoulder, "I'll treat everyone to breakfast when that's done." ”

"To be honest, I just want to get a good night's sleep. ”

The teammate raised his eyelids sleepily, "Who's going to give me a pick-me-up? ”

The person next to him threw a frost ray without raising his head, and the ray stuck on his face, and even his hair froze into strips, and the person instantly sobered up.

"Thank you. ”

His teammates' teeth chattered, and he slurred his voice: "Karen, have you managed the difficulty control?" ”

Hearing him say this, Karen suddenly smiled bitterly.

"Wait a minute, I'll come over after I've finally adjusted the difficulty. ”

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and reinvigorated his spirits - music theory is like a mathematical formula, sometimes a wrong note, or a slight slowdown of the tempo, the final result will be very different.

Moreover, he is now in charge of the most troublesome part of the whole process.

- Difficulty control.

The day after tomorrow is the final round of the school anniversary trial, when all the graduates' works will be announced, and other students will spend credits to experience the works.

All credits earned will belong to the production team and will be counted towards the final score.

Of course, in order to attract more students to spend credits to try their own work. The production team will bet a certain amount of credits on the breaker.

That's how people will try, and the more people who try, the better. Of course, in order to ensure that the difficulty of the work is not too strong to be solved, the production team must be able to get through it themselves in a reasonable way.

Thus, a question arises.

——How to increase the difficulty on the premise of ensuring that you clear the customs?

And this raises another problem: after ensuring such a high level of difficulty. How to attract more people to experience?

This is a point that all graduates will have a headache for, to ensure the balance between difficulty and attractiveness, not too difficult to scare most people away, nor too low to make yourself lose all your money.

Therefore, the difficulty control here must be considered repeatedly.

In the long test, time passed minute by minute, and it just passed...... -

Department of Music History. Basement.

Under a lone lamp, Charles held his notepad in his hand and buried his head in writing: "At 4:30 in the morning, the first test ...... was launched"

Soon, he looked up: "Start." ”

Ye Qingxuan nodded and suddenly pressed the button.

And then......

Boom!

The crimson color swept in an instant, and the entire small building of the music history department suddenly shook, and the basement was in a mess. Ye Qingxuan and Xia Er were all scorched. It was slapped against the wall by the air pressure that exploded in an instant.

Fortunately, the precautions were in place and nothing happened.

In a humanoid recess in the wall. Ye Qingxuan spit out the dust in his mouth and felt a buzzing in his ears.

Charles scrambled up from the ground and looked around blankly.

"What's going on?

“......”

Ye Qingxuan was silent, just looked at him with resentment.

Chardon looked depressed: "Senior brother, you can't look at me! This explosion is really none of my business! You can't let me take the blame, right?"

Ye Qingxuan sighed, got up and rechecked the information recorded in the Requiem Enchantment, quickly. And that's where the reason comes out.

"Well, it's the music theory of the prologue that conflicts, and the structure here is constantly producing redundant notes, and the extra notes are inserted into the second track. An endless loop is formed. ”

He pinched his chin and looked at the sheet music in front of him, "The structure of this interval is really not stable enough, and it needs to be revised." ”

It's just a headache to change, this is one of the first few important intervals, it can be said that the whole body is involved, once it is changed, the music theory behind it has to be adjusted and coordinated accordingly, and it is almost equivalent to overturning and redoing it.

"What if?"

Beside him, after watching it for a long time, Charles reached out and gestured at the movement, adding a new sustain line and repeated runes, and instead of directly solving the problem at its root, he chose to treat the symptoms: adding the resulting loops to other places that were not in the way.

To be honest, this hand is extremely evil, and it is not a serious music theory solution at all, but Charles was stunned to make up for it by relying on his own inspiration.

Ye Qingxuan was stunned for a moment, grinned and gave a thumbs up:

"Great!"

Charles nodded, and took a few steps back cautiously: "Then, let's start the second test." ”

Ye Qingxuan nodded, stood next to him, and suddenly pressed the start button.

And then......

- Boom!

This time, even the lights were blown up, and Xia Er and Ye Qingxuan were slapped side by side on the ceiling, and they couldn't pick them off...... Fortunately, this area was a quarantine area that they had temporarily set up with a requiem enchantment, and no matter how much movement inside was, it would not affect the outside.

Otherwise, Bai Xi, who was woken up, would have come down and kicked the door.

"Senior brother, what's the problem this time?"

Ye Qingxuan coughed vigorously, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and stammered: "The sixth and sixth intervals, why is there an extra glissando?"

“...... Well, this time it's my pot. ”

"It's yours, why don't we add a reduction mark?"

"Sounds ok, well, the third ......"

Boom!(To be continued......)