Author: Zhai Nan

"Worse?" Yun Yao's expression was a little dull. She had learned Guzheng seriously. Although she said she had "studied it for two years", it was actually just a modesty. And even if she was not as good as those masters, she had the ability to appreciate music.

This npc said she was playing the piano, and she agreed. After all, compared with this npc, she was indeed far behind, but she said it was not as good as yesterday, so she could not accept it.

You know, after learning that skill book, she was more than better than before, in terms of fluency in playing the piano and the force of plucking the strings. How could she say that she was worse?

Seeing Yun Yao's dissatisfaction, Feng Xue smiled and said:

"I am indeed surprised that you have realized the fastest fingering, but you cannot combine internal force, fingering with the sound of the piano you want to express. In this way, it is not as good as the original state of lack of internal force. My language talks about the combination of strength and skills, the mind and the mind, the spirit and nature, your fingering and skills are not in line with the connotation of the song, and what is even more outrageous is that you don't even have enough concentration. In comparison, I was at least focused enough to play the piano yesterday."

"..." Yun Yao was speechless by Feng Xue's call, and in the end she could only admit her mistake.

Although it can be seen that this little player is still a little dissatisfied, Feng Xue was too lazy to correct the arrogance that players had when facing NPC. She just picked up the Guzheng from the stool, imitated the posture of being in the midst of Kung Fu, made an air stool, placed the Guzheng on her legs, pressed the strings with both hands, and said to Yun Yao, who was depressed:

"Although it's not satisfactory, I'll teach you a song. If you can learn it, I'll accept you. But I'll agree first. If you're the same as today next time, don't blame me for turning against you."

"Hey?!" Yun Yao, who thought the mission failed, showed a look of surprise, quickly swearing and nodding repeatedly, even forgot that she was still kneeling at this time.

Feng Xue is so familiar with the players' habits. She has no nonsense, but just hooks her index finger and whispers:

"Speak well, learn well."

As the words came to an end, the sound of the piano sounded, and the clanging sound did not seem to be different from the ordinary guzheng, but as the song continued, a cold feeling began to spread slowly from under your feet.

It was clearly midsummer in the game, but the chills kept pouring into the cuffs, trouser legs, and collar, causing goose bumps all over the body.

Although it was not very exaggerated in the countryside, the insects that were quite present stopped in an instant, and cicadas fell directly from the trees and died.

It was as if I had been frozen to death.

"Fuck, why did you get a stiff debuff?"

"Me too!"

"I still have a cold here."

"This is temperature loss here!"

...

The players suddenly became noisy, but Feng Xue's playing did not stop. It was not until ten minutes later that he pressed the strings with both hands and completely eliminated the remaining lingering sound.

"Live!"

"If this game hadn't had blood bars, I would have suspected that I had started to lose blood!"

"Don't doubt, you must have lost blood!"

...

Listening to the chirping sounds of the players in his ears, Feng Xue collected some useful information, but on the surface he turned his eyes to Yun Yao and smiled:

"How is it? Have you learned it?"

"..." Yun Yao looked at the man in front of her, her expression became a little distorted. The question of "Are you serious?" was almost written on her face. Such a long song has to be repeated, right? Do you ask me if I have learned it?

However, thinking that the other party is NPC, Yun Yao restrained her urge to turn over the table and said weakly:

"Well, is there any music score?"

"Yes." Feng Xue's answer surprised her, but more of it was a surprise. But just when she wanted to reach out, she heard the man's mouth thirty-seven degrees-

"Five hundred taels."

“Eh?”

"What, musical instruments are a business that costs money. If you can't even make this little money, you will starve to death if you accept it. Maybe I will support you in the end. Do you think I'm like a sucker?"

Feng Xue gave Yun Yao a cold look, and Yun Yao suddenly felt that she was not doing well, but she had no time to bargain because Feng Xue had already removed the air wall, so this small thatched hut was instantly filled with players...

...

In the quaint room, a body lying on the bed was on the body. The indicator light of the helmet flashed slowly. As the light turned from green to white, the stiff body suddenly moved. As the helmet was taken off, the delicate face hung indignation after a brief confusion.

"Damn it! I want you to raise it? Five hundred taels... I won't learn it if I eat it accurately, right?! Let your npc see the power of modern technology!"

Yun Yao muttered angrily, linking the data cable to the helmet, uploading his previous game video to the computer, and taking out a stack of manuscript paper, repeatedly listening to the melody that makes people feel cold all over the body.

"Hey, why do I feel a little cold?" Yun Yao shivered suddenly, and then she noticed that she had a layer of fine goose bumps on her body. Although it was not as exaggerated as in the game, she realized at this time that this was probably not because of the lack of internal energy, but because the sound of her computer was distorted.

As a musician, her audio is naturally not a bargain for one or two hundred yuan, but after all, any recording will have varying degrees of distortion, not to mention that she directly recorded the game video, and there are many players making noise next to her.

"Interesting, this song is probably more advanced than I thought. I don't know which master this game company is looking for music made by..."

Yun Yao thought about it roughly and found that she didn't know that there was a big guy with a similar style. She stopped thinking about it and just started to dig the score wholeheartedly.

She had already made up her mind at this time, even if it wasn't for this game, just to breathe, she would have had a fight with this npc!

...

"No one is decent!" Looking at the players in front of him, Feng Xue sighed. Originally, Yun Yao's performance made him think that the game system had music assistance functions, but after his ears were tortured by the Azathoth band, he finally confirmed that the player before was really capable.

Well, it's true that whether it's strong or not needs to be compared.

"But it's still much worse than the three rock anchors I've worked with before." Thinking of the three rock anchors who had accompanied him before, Feng Xue couldn't help but sigh secretly, then waved his hand to sweep these players who had no b-number at all and start his own carpenter career.

After all, there are only 200 players in a novice village. It is not easy to have a good music foundation. If you want too much, it seems a bit too greedy.

Headache, I'm gone tonight, but at least I'll be saved...

(End of this chapter)
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