He listened intently to the sound of the recording wafting out of his mobile phone, standing quietly, his eyelashes drooping, as if listening and appreciating, but he was more serious than those music students. Jie Zhouyan didn't listen to the recording, but turned his head slightly, looking at Yuan Yuxue like this.

What Su Qingyan released was not a weird audio with a hoarse noise, and even strictly speaking, it was quite good.

It is the movement of the classic accompaniment track "Autumn Sha Spring", the music is smooth and lively, the rhythm is light and does not lose the standard, I have to say, it is very appreciated.

Because of the good technical content in it, Su Qingyan even played it on a loop several times without anyone raising any objections, and some students with a sense of music even hummed softly twice.

But coincidentally, Su Qingyan is also a pianist, and he plays well.

The boy who had just had a conflict with him also practiced piano, called Wen Yi, because the two had the same professional field and had a long-standing grudge. He had been robbed of the opportunity to perform by Su Qingyan before, and he held a grudge, seeing Su Qingyan sinking day by day, Wen Yi was secretly happy many times in his heart. This will see that everyone else is actually immersed in the music, and the expressions on their faces are also very appreciative, and their hearts are anxious, and they are the first to speak, "Are you sick?" I'm afraid you played it yourself, the recording is so clear, and you used it to play it to us in a pretending to be a ghost. Do you want to hear us praise you? To tell you the truth, it's rotten, I can practice casually and it sounds better than you-"

When Wen Yi complained, the incandescent light above his head flickered slightly, and the light that turned on and off was frightening.

"Something wrong with the light path?"

"Let's get someone to check it out after rehearsal......"

The music students whispered a discussion.

Yuan Yuxue glanced at the incandescent lamp consciously, and then withdrew her eyes indifferently.

And Su Qingyan, his face was slightly pale, and he stared at Wen Yi deadly, his expression was a little terrifyingly stiff, as if he was looking at him in disbelief. But in Wen Yi's eyes, this is the embarrassing imitation after being exposed, so he became even more proud.

Only the baby-faced girl who told the story at the beginning, but now has been forgotten, listened to this music in a daze, and said: "What I heard is this ...... of "Autumn Sha Spring""

It shows that what Su Qingyan recorded was indeed the sound of the piano coming from the unmanned music room!

Her friend really didn't care, "So what you heard was Su Qingyan practicing piano music, right?" ”

The girl was still puzzled: "But, but I can really be sure that the door to the music room is locked." ”

She didn't have to dwell on it for long, because in a few minutes, rehearsals would begin.

Although the pre-rehearsal of the music room is actually centered on social interaction, the professionalism of these students makes them very serious when rehearsing their performances.

The non-music students all cooperated and sat on the viewing platform with different heights around them, which can be said to give a sense of atmosphere, and Yuan Yuxue and Jie Zhouyan also chose to sit in the front row.

Yuan Yuxue sat very upright, her posture was straight, as if she was enjoying a well-known concert performance, her dark pupils calmly stared at the part of the performance stage - although it was only a rehearsal, but the atmosphere was very sufficient, the lights on the audience were extinguished, only the pale white beam of light was projected on the performance stage, locking people's eyes on the stage, and these students wearing performance costumes and thin waists and long legs were lined with more temperament.

Students will already have their instruments adjusted, such as viola, viola, flute, piccolo, clarinet, oboe, etc., and of course, the piano, the soul instrument.

At this time, Wen Yi had already put on a good posture, sat in front of the grand piano, and adjusted the feel.

As the conductor begins, rhythmic music is intertwined, with male and female lead singers standing on either side, led by baby-faced girls, bringing the watchability to a climax.

Wen Yi also played the music along, he was very familiar with this section, and he could hit every note smoothly without even looking at the score. It was at this moment that he noticed that the mobile phone attached to his thigh vibrated slightly.

He couldn't help but get distracted.

Wen Yi just fell in love recently, and he doesn't leave his mobile phone. It is precisely because of this that he even brought his mobile phone to the stage in violation of regulations.

- He thinks very reasonably, anyway, the rehearsal is not a formal performance, where are there so many rules. Everyone is the same age, and no one will be embarrassed to catch him and scold him, so he not only brought his mobile phone up, but also turned on the vibration prompt.

That little bit of sound happened to be overshadowed by the music, and the audience in the audience would never hear it.

Wen Yi didn't notice that there was indeed an audience member in the audience, and he glanced at him lightly.

It just so happened that the piano accompaniment part of the performance at this stage did not arrive, not to mention that even if he did, he would not accompany a piece of movement, and the audience might not be able to hear it. Wen Yi's mind was lively, and even became more and more bold, he turned slightly sideways, took out his mobile phone under the cover of the huge grand piano, and sent a text message to his girlfriend.

This action is actually not too secretive, at least some of the music students who are playing on the stage have found out, staring at Wen Yi in shock, almost pressing the wrong tune.

What's going on? It's also too exaggerated.

Wen Yi took a little longer to edit the text message, and sure enough, he missed a piece of piano accompaniment that should have been played by him. He didn't care, half-concealed the phone back into his trouser pocket, and then slowly began to play the music. The musicians who were in charge of working with him were all so angry that Wen Yi was so angry that it was just the ensemble session, but it became a solo violin for him, and he was secretly cursing in his heart, and the lights suddenly went out.

Fortunately, it is daytime, and although the lights in the music room are turned off, it is not so much that you can't see your fingers, but the light is a little dim.

As the audience, the students only thought that it seemed that they were really going to ask the school to repair the wiring of the music room, but the light was good and bad, but suddenly they heard a very sad scream.

"Ahhh!!hhh ——”

It came from the stage!

Yuan Yuxue stood up.

He paid more attention to the state on the stage than anyone else, and captured the source of the screams in the first place.

I saw that the piano cover on the grand piano slammed down, as if there was a thousand forces pressing on it, falling violently, and pressing down the ten fingers that Wen Yi put on the keys at this time!

The force of that moment can literally crush a person's fingers into a pulp. Ten fingers are connected to the heart, and the severe pain can be imagined, which is why Wen Yi's screams are so poignant. And the piano cover was still being lifted strangely and slowly at this time, and sure enough, you could see that Wen Yi's ten fingers had been crushed to a bloody blur at that moment, and even a few white bone knuckles that pierced through the flesh and skin could be seen.

But the keys of the piano were as bright as new, there was not a single blood stain, and even the slight fingerprints that had been pressed were gone, as if they had been carefully maintained.

Of course, other people noticed such a big movement. The audience suddenly became agitated, and because of the angle, they all got up to see what was going on. The violinist near Wen Yi saw this terrifying scene and screamed, thinking it was a stage accident, and he didn't care about continuing the performance, so he hurriedly got up to save people, but found that Wen Yi stood up strangely, and then jumped up......

With each jump, his face turned gray and pale, as if he was out of breath, and the weakness of his life force was visible to the naked eye. The violinist and the other musicians who were about to come froze in place, looking at Wen Yi in disbelief, and then discovering in horror...... Wen Yi's movements were not so much that he was jumping, but that something was jamming his neck and pulling him upwards continuously......

Chapter 65: Ghost School Survival Guide

Eventually, someone mustered up the courage and got closer, reaching out and holding down Wen Yi, who was bouncing, trying to stop his movements. I saw Wen Yi raise his head suddenly, his neck was stretched to the extreme, almost tearing his neck apart, and even made a sound of jaws gently colliding with each other, so frightened that the student who helped hurriedly withdrew his hand.

At this time, Wen Yi finally sat down on the ground limply. He put his fingers on his knees, hissing in pain, trying to open his mouth but his throat was damaged, and he could only make a painful sound of "ho-ho", which radiated through the sound transmission equipment on the stage, adding a bit of horror.

At this point, the audience finally realized what was happening, it wasn't an accident at all, it was a ghost - the audience in the front row jumped up almost immediately, desperately retreating in fear. Someone had already touched the exit, but the door was tightly closed, and no matter how hard it was, it couldn't shake it even a bit.

A pale white figure sitting at the piano appeared.

"The show doesn't end," it said, "come back."

Even though they tried their best to resist, the legs of this group of young audience members did not obey the call, and they walked to the front row of seats step by step, lined up and filled every seat in a dignified manner. Because of this, even Yuan Yuxue and Jiezhouyan, who had been sitting in the front row, did not seem so out of place.

Everyone stared at the center of the stage with fearful eyes, all eyes fixed on the white shadow by the piano.

It was elongated, slightly floating, and its face was a vague mist, because of its strong inhuman specificity, that is, the inability to see its face was also terrifying. At the same time, it also stretched out its hands, which looked like long and well-defined fingers, and wore a pair of white gloves, making a command gesture.

"Finish a show that satisfies me," it seems to tilt its head slightly—it's hard to see the position from the fog," or it could become my new instrument. I heard that percussion instruments made of skulls of different thicknesses and shapes will have a very moving sound. ”

Do you still need to choose this choice!!

The hearts of the people were powerless to roar.

At this time, the hopes of those audiences fell on the music students who would be rehearsing.

Looking at the meaning of ghosts, the scope of "new instruments" is not limited to the scope of music students, their life and death are closely related.

At this time, the students on the stage were all so frightened that their legs were about to be paralyzed, they were the top level among the students, performing for ghosts, and satisfying the ghosts, it was inevitable that it would be too much of a test of psychological quality.

But they have no reason to refuse now.

And most importantly, their piano hand was now slumped on the ground, his fingers bleeding and festering, and his hands were completely immobile—

The gloomy boy who had been staying in the corner suddenly stood up, and the low voice came, which fell into everyone's ears like a heavenly sound.

"I'll play the piano."

As soon as he said this, everyone cast grateful and admiring glances.

After all, I don't know what punishment will be suffered if the performance does not satisfy the ghosts, and the music students who are still on the stage are completely forced to perform, and they have to perform if they don't want to die, and they are also facing more risks. Su Qingyan was willing to go on stage as a pianist, regardless of his previous personality, this move was also extremely courageous.

Su Qingyan walked onto the stage step by step, his expression was slightly gloomy, and he seemed to be unaware of the other people's appreciation. He sat down in front of the piano, his gaze slightly shifting, and landed on the pale white ghost not far away.

"It" signaled the beginning.

The rehearsal was far more tense than any of their previous performances, and the chorus conductor began to conduct with trembling hands, and the music slowed down for a beat. The girl in charge of the lead singer's voice trembled slightly, and the other lead singer behind her was even more exaggerated, which was simply out of tune. Even if the audience does not know the professional knowledge of music theory, they can clearly feel that this rehearsal performance is not as good as any of the previous performances, and their expressions are uneasy.

Yuan Yuxue quietly observed the pale white ghost.

Its face was hidden in the white mist, and it was not to say that it was full of dissatisfaction, and it didn't stop the performance of this abnormal level anyway.

Everyone performed tremblingly, most of them had some degree of mistakes, until Su Qingyan's piano sounded, and the smooth and jumping notes were like a deer in the forest, in addition to being pleasant and moving, they were also particularly skilled, and even the violinist who played with him was brought into the state, and his heart settled down, and the performance gradually reached a climax-

There was a loud "bang", which was the sound of the piano lid suddenly smashing down, colliding with a long sound of pressure and pitch.

Su Qingyan contributed the quickest reaction ability in his life at the moment when the piano lid fell, he withdrew his hand, stood up and took two steps back sharply, and even knocked over the stool next to him.

His face was as pale as a ghost, and he stared blankly at the piano cover that had almost broken his fingers, and his face was more incomprehensible than fearful.

Because of the accident, the other people who were playing also stopped and looked at the ghost in fear.

The ghost's figure seemed to swell slightly, and everyone was forced to connect with some kind of manic negative emotion at the same time, and there was a burst of cold moisture from the center of the foot upward, spreading to the limbs, and the blood all over the body was frozen as cold, and some people shivered unconsciously.

"Too bad." The ghost muttered to himself, his tone as low as a violin, but the content was so easy that everyone who heard it could not be relieved. It stared gloomily at Su Qingyan, the manic emotions in its eyes churning, and repeated, "Your piano playing is really terrible, can it be performed as music and satisfy the audience?" ”

The audience who was cue was trembling at this time, and they couldn't wait to say that they were very satisfied with tears in their eyes! But it's a pity that the ghost of the music room won't ask for their opinions, and Su Qingyan's face became even more pale and ugly in this question, and his hanging fingers were trembling slightly.

"I'm not too happy." It says, "Do it all over again, go on." ”

- It seems that the goblins are not only willing to give them a chance, but not to make all the people present into musical instruments right now.

But everyone's hearts sank and they didn't feel any lightness.

To what extent is it "satisfied"?

What's worse is that when Su Qingyan put his hands back on the keys after being interrupted and expressed his dissatisfaction by the ghosts, his fingertips trembled uncontrollably.

He's already playing his best.

The next time the lid comes down, will he be able to dodge?

Or like Wen Yi who was moaning in pain on the other side, his hands were smashed, and he was a waste man who was worse than death.

Su Qingyan stared at the piano keys, as if he was being hypnotized, his eyes were dizzy, and the sky spun around. Cold sweat ran from his forehead to the tip of his nose, and his little finger accidentally touched a key, pressing a long note. The sound of the piano keys led everyone else to glance at Su Qingyan.

It was clear in his heart that Su Qingyan's state had been affected.

He was scared.

It's not because of the threat to life from evil spirits, it's the fear of having your hands ruined.

The feeling of dizziness came even more intensely, and Su Qingyan almost lost his perception of the outside world. At this moment, when the cold hand was on his shoulder, his whole body trembled slightly, and he felt the coolness close to his neck.

"I'll come." The voice came faintly, "...... Get up. ”

The other audience members also watched the freshman who suddenly walked onto the stage, and when they saw that Yuan Yuxue was wearing an ordinary school uniform instead of a performance uniform, they guessed that he was a student of another major...... Is that okay? None of these top music students could satisfy the ghost, and an amateur student, could he be a master of lurking in the crowd?

Yuan Yuxue finished searching for information in the audience. The simplest and most brutal way is to kill the ghosts in the music room. But the energy that needs to be consumed is not expensive, Yuan Yuxue checked her remaining 17.3% of energy, and silently adjusted the priority of the plan back.

Even if the ghosts are killed, it will only alleviate the current predicament, but it may not necessarily complete the rules of the music room.

The most direct way to break the game on the surface, the ghost shadow has also been given. It is to play music that satisfies it according to its standards.

This criterion is rather vague and judged by the goblins themselves.