The whole process can be briefly summarized into three steps.

Qi Wen appeared, Qi Wen pounced forward, and Qi Wen was gone.

Don't forget that Huai Shi is still on fire at the moment, even if the color has changed, but its essence has not changed. The flame that fused a large amount of ashes and negative energy sources was simply a soul furnace, even if Qi Wen pounced like this before his death, he would definitely die, not to mention a counterfeit that was improvized.

Not only Huai Shi at this time, even Clement was shocked, he didn't expect that he had spent a lot of essentia to summon such a pitfall.

He didn't know that the flames on Huai Shi's body actually had the ability to incinerate essentia, but he saw that the resentful old man seemed to dissipate after hitting Huai Shi.

It's as if my wish has been fulfilled and I ascend to heaven.

In other words, the biggest sin this thing has made in this life, at best, is it the extent of spitting on someone else's shoes for no reason?

...... Where the is this saint from?

"Silly, Lao Tzu is a partner of justice!"

Huai Shi reacted, immediately laughed, hid the cold sweat behind her back, and rushed towards Clement again, and then, the banshee's skull slashed down with a moan!

The cavalry knife cracked at the sound.

Unexpectedly, the killing move that he had spent most of his essence on would be in vain, Clement's reaction was sluggish for a moment, and the cavalry knife in his hand came out of his hand after shattering.

Immediately afterward, he saw Huai Shi reverse the handle of the hammer and smash the sharp end of the flail towards him!

His complexion changed suddenly, he took a step back to stabilize his figure, and subconsciously reached out to block the flail that had been poked. But immediately after, he felt that there was nothing to be done on the flail.

Huai Shi didn't use any effort at all.

It seemed that he just greeted him vaguely, and then let go of his hand.

Let the flail be taken by Clement.

"Oh no......"

For a moment, Clement seemed to see a mocking smile under his gas mask.

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When the piano sounded, the alumni in the front row of the auditorium were still smiling, and after just politely clapping, they continued to talk to each other about the topic they had just discussed.

Things that are hidden behind investments, options or small transfers in recent departments.

The youngest person sitting here is close to forty years old, and after experiencing many ups and downs, to be honest, I really don't look down on this kind of small battle of my alma mater, and I am more about enjoying an atmosphere and reliving the memories of the past.

A few teenagers who seemed to notice the violin on the stage bowed slightly.

"Feng Ning, you see that this looks good, and the image is very good. ”

"It's true that if you cultivate it, you do have the potential to make your debut, and if you have the opportunity to do so, you can get in touch with it. The graceful woman bowed her head slightly and looked at the old man beside her: "I don't understand the piano very well, what do you think, Mr. Zhao?"

Beside him, the old man who was peeling oranges with his head down paused, as if listening, and soon, he couldn't help frowning: "Qin can't do it." ”

The smile of the principal next to him stiffened, and then he was a little embarrassed, not knowing where he had offended this old-timer.

Zhao Yu is seventy-four years old this year, and he is a professor at the Dongxia Conservatory of Music as early as 30 years ago, a famous violinist in China, and a master of string theory.

In the classical music industry, even if you can't tell people life and death, such comments are a little too cruel for a young person like Huai Shi who is interested in a professional field.

"I mean, Jean, no. ”

The old man did not eat the oranges after peeling them, but put them on paper towels as if they were piled up into a small mountain, as if to understand the headmaster's uneasiness, and he explained: "The foundation is very good, he is a good seedling, but the piano is not good. Remind him that he should not use the label anymore, he will practice himself uselessly. ”

“......”

The principal breathed a sigh of relief, wiped his sweat, and explained to Zhao Lao: "It's a bitter child, it's not easy to persevere to this day. ”

He was about to explain something, but saw Zhao Lao raise his hand and wave it.

The eyes that had been hanging down seemed to have finally been lifted and looked at the stage.

"It's not helpful to say more. ”

With a hint of white eyes, he stared at the young man with his head down, as if he was serious: "Listen and talk." ”

From that moment on, the faint noise and hustle and bustle of the audience gradually disappeared.

In the end, there was silence.

Because the melody is already growing.

It is hard to imagine that the sound of the piano, which cannot be described in words, should be so full of emotion, surging like a spring, spreading from the feet with a slight coldness and softness.

"Winter?"

Zhao Lao's eyebrows were slightly raised, and his expression gradually became serious.

Vervadi's "Four Seasons" Concerto is indeed a classic repertoire for violin, but the more classic it is, the more it has been bound by the exposition and performance of its predecessors, and it is difficult to see new ideas.

But where does this full emotion come from?

At first, it seemed like a gentle wind was blowing, but before you knew it, it seemed to have turned into a storm that went straight into the heart.

With the cello's characteristic rich range, the soul hidden in the shell seems to vibrate in the sound of the piano, and the fierce melody gradually enters the rhythm of intensification, and finally, it turns into a blizzard, cruelly and feverishly enveloping everything.

It was as if thunder and rain had rained, and the earth was in turmoil.

All joy and joy had been suppressed in this unspeakable prelude to the rapid melody of winter, but as a clear string note appeared in the storm of suffering, the blockade of the storm burst into a crack.

Immediately after, the melody of a wild horse galloping out of the prelude, climbing to the climax of all things, galloping with the strings, leaving behind the past depression and wind and snow, and running happily.

All things sing.

The light melody was reborn from the bass of suffering, and flew into the sky, shedding the dew of hope like rain.

At that moment, Elder Zhao couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. It's like seeing a trip back in time, back to the poor and confused years.

The beautiful, the painful, the seemingly hopeless, the hopeless, the future......

Everything, everything.

Self staggering forward in the cold winter, and the dawn at the end of the sky dome being chased by countless people.

The corners of his mouth curled into a wistful smile.

Even the harsh eyes became gentle, and he slowly closed his eyes, immersed in this rare ease and pleasure.

When the sound of the piano faded away, silence came.

The huge auditorium was silent at the moment, and in the long silence, it seemed as if everyone was recalling the sound of the piano that remained in their memories.

Finally, the silence was finally broken.

In Zhao Lao's approving applause.

Immediately after, applause engulfed everything like a storm, and a frenzied shout came from the audience.

On the chair, the Huaishi MK-II stood up, bowed his head reservedly, and bowed in thanks.

The corners of the mouth are hooked into a smile, without losing elegance.

"It's heartfelt, it's like heaven. ”

In the alumni seat, even those picky audiences couldn't help but applaud, and sighed: "Watching the child on the stage play, it reminds people of my past youth." ”

"Come on, you're so cowardly, where can you compare with others. Someone glanced at the goods and couldn't help but dismantle the stage, but recalling the sound of the piano just now, he still couldn't help but admire: "What a genius, people like me who don't have music cells almost burst into tears." ”

And just now, the graceful lady had red eyes, picked up the microphone and asked directly: "Outstanding performance, young man, what makes you play such miraculous music?"

It's medicine, I'm drugged!

A volatile alchemical potion made by 20 milligrams of aphrodisiac potion and 1 milligram of lucid dreaming, and finally mixed with 100 milliliters of alcohol.

If you don't have enough effort, you need to make up for it.

Don't say it's a person, if the concentration is a little higher, I can make you cry if it's a pig.

Of course, the words certainly can't say that.

On the stage, the teenager stood up and replied with a smile: "A little talent, and perseverance." Thank you. ”

With that, he took two steps back, turned and walked backstage.

"Polite wow!"

The principal was still immersed in the emotion just now, and did not forget to look at the old man beside him: "What do you think, Old Zhao?"

After Zhao Lao pondered for a long time, he couldn't help but sigh: "The rising star is really scary...... Every time I see such a young person, I feel old.

By the way, did you just say that he is going to go in a professional direction?"

The headmaster's jaw was stilted, and his eyes lit up.

"Xiao Li, let it go to me. The old man looked at the woman on his left, who was also interested, "It's a pity to entertain Yaochi with such a good seedling." ”

"Look at what you said, pop music is also music, and that kid has idol potential. ”

Although having said that, the two of them will not fight for anything to grab a young man, Ms. Li just smiled and reminded: "Nowadays, young people are less willing to endure hardships and take the path of classical music, if he changes his mind in the future, you can't blame me." ”

"He's got talent. ”

Zhao Lao held on to the table, slowly got up, and looked at the principal: "Can you accompany me to the backstage?"

"It's done!"

The headmaster nodded frantically.

For five minutes, Huaishi MK-II looked at the smiling old man standing in front of him in amazement, as if he hadn't reacted, not knowing what was happening.

Seeing that he was dumbfounded, the principal hurriedly assisted: "Zhao Lao is an internationally famous performer, and the textbooks you are practicing now are all made up by others, haven't you always wanted to take a professional direction? What are you waiting for such a good opportunity?"

He winked frantically at Huai Shi and motioned for him to nod quickly.

If Huai Shi was here, he would definitely be crazy with joy.

It's a pity that it's not Huaishi standing here, but a ruthless humanoid repeater Huaishi-MKII, and its driver.

Escort Dongxia University of Music?

What the hell?

That's not going to happen!

Huai Shi still wants to be a sublimator with me!

As soon as he heard that the old man in front of him wanted to carry a small hoe to dig up the young bamboo shoots that had just emerged in his house, the crows were fifteen thousand unhappy. If she herself was here, she would definitely roll her eyes and ignore it, but now with Huai Shi's face, she always has to estimate the impact, and in the end she can only smile and thank you, and then refuse politely.

Although his decision was unexpected, Zhao Lao did not continue to entangle, nor did he become angry, he just nodded, left a business card for Huai Shi and turned away.

"Pop music is more popular, but art is still in classical music. Before leaving, Zhao Lao finally said: "If you change your mind, call me at any time." I've been in Jinling for the past few months. ”

"Okay. ”

Huaishi MK-II smiled at his business card and quietly threw it into the corner.

And when he turned around, he saw that the corridor behind him was already full of young and beautiful students, staring at his cheeks with countless affectionate eyes.

In a stunned state, Huaishi MK-II couldn't help but pat his head.

Oops, it seems like it's a bit too much......

Sure enough, the hand was born, no, next time you shouldn't use the dose of Huai Shi as a benchmark, not even one-tenth......

But what to do this time?

It's okay to deal with it for the time being, anyway, it will return to normal after the effect of the medicine has passed.

Thinking of this, Huaishi MK-II stroked her hair in a chic manner, turned around and smiled:

"Are the schoolgirls coming for me?"

As he moved, the afternoon sun shone on the delicate and handsome side face, and the evil smile on the corner of his mouth seemed to have an invisible infectiousness, and the handsome face reflected became more and more uninhibited.

The business smile from the first brother of the Cowherd, Liu Dongli Yanchuan, is already blue at this moment.

In the midst of a constant sound of oohhhh