"weird things?"
Facing Gao Yang's question, Su Zimo showed a thoughtful expression. After a moment of silence, he shook his head and said, "It's just an ordinary training institution, there's nothing strange about it."
"Big brother." The little boy Peng Peng, who was standing not far away, suddenly came over and pulled the corner of La Su Zimo's clothes. His big eyes were pure and clear, he was really a very cute child, "Big brother forgot something. Are you in the classroom?"
But such a cute child is not easy for Su Zimo.
Because even the confident senior Gao Yang had already begun to believe Su Zimo's lies, but this child brought back the topic that Su Zimo had taken as a distraction, and started to confirm Su Zimo's identity again.
However, Su Zimo was not overwhelmed by Peng Peng's question. He just walked to the upright piano at the front of the music classroom and took an old sheet music from the piano.
At that moment, the eyes of the little boy Peng Peng suddenly widened.
When he first entered the classroom, Su Zimo looked around through the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and then found this "baby" on the piano.
[The sheet music of the dead (???]
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[Description: Playing the piano...playing the piano...playing the piano...playing the piano...]
[special power:? ? ? ]
This is a piano score, but perhaps because of the old relationship, the cover is missing, and Su Zimo can only know its name through the remarks in the text.
"Is it eldest brother's piano score?" Peng Peng walked closer and looked at it, then blinked again, "eldest brother, I admire people who can play the piano the most, can you play this piece for us? "
"..." Su Zimo paused, "I don't think now is the time to play the piano. Do any of you know where the rest of the people on this floor are going? Before I came, I called the front desk and a few teachers on duty. , but no one answered."
"It's all right now." Peng Peng looked at the inside of his left arm, looked at Su Zimo with eyes that were eager and irresistible, and shook Su Zimo's clothes from time to time, "Just play For a while, just play for a while, and then we'll leave with big brother, okay?"
After speaking, the child squinted and smiled, looking innocent.
Su Zimo is very clear that Peng Peng is not just acting like a spoiled child, he just wants to see if he, who claims to be a "music teacher", can play the piano, or how well he plays the piano.
But Su Zimo just smiled back, bent down and put the bag he was carrying on one shoulder in a convenient position, and sat down on the soft leather bench in front of the piano. The thin chain on the frame hung down because of Su Zimo's bending, and it flashed platinum gold under the soft light directly above the upright piano.
Su Zimo, who wears fine-chain glasses, can give people a sense of nobility, no matter how simple her outfit is.
It was even more so when the slender porcelain-white hands rested on the black and white keys.
Feeling the touch of the black and white keys after a long absence, a smile flashed across Su Zimo's mouth. The successor of the Su family has been taught by various famous teachers since childhood. How could he not be proficient in one or two musical instruments? Peng Peng's temptation was within Su Zimo's expectations from the very beginning.
Opening the completely unfamiliar sheet music with one hand, Su Zimo memorized the first half of the sheet music at the fastest speed, and the other hand has already stroked the piano keys gracefully, and the notes flow like clouds and flowing water from the fingers like a fine spring in the mountains. poured down.
The jerky feeling that existed in the fingers at the beginning was well controlled by Su Zimo, and he regained his mastery of the piano as quickly as possible.
The two veterans, Gao Yang and Cheng Jingmeng standing behind Su Zimo, only saw that Su Zimo started playing the moment he opened the score, as if they were very familiar with the score in front of them, but they didn't know Su Zimo at all. What a terrifying height of concentration and concentration at the moment of opening the score!
When the trainees felt that the young man who was sitting in front of the piano and playing music like a noble son was indeed a music teacher in a training institution, Su Zimo was already immersed in the "musical scores of the dead" that he first came into contact with.
The notes depicted in this score are like the hazy moonlight in the night sky, like a clear spring gurgling through the woods, like a melodious acapella singing of birds... In short, it is a light music that can make people completely relax, leisurely, It is very suitable for listening quietly while sleeping on the lazy couch.
But it may be because the player's understanding of music will be deeper, Su Zimo always feels that there is a hint of sadness hidden in these quiet and leisurely notes. That kind of sadness is like someone who yearns for a leisurely and comfortable life, but can't get what they want, and can't get close to the ideal country in their dreams.
Perhaps because of the new understanding of the musical score, the notes flowing from Su Zimo's fingers were also infected with the pity and helplessness of the players.
Even the practitioners standing behind were able to be infected by that emotion, and their eyes became more dazed and helpless. After all, for the practitioners who have to enter the nightmare world every once in a while, they are like lost people living in different dimensions, with no direction and no bright future.
It was at this time that Cheng Jingmeng and the others suddenly felt a tingling like acupuncture from the left hand. They subconsciously looked at the raised left arm, and then they saw the second-stage mission requirements appear on the inside of the arm!
"Find the ghost hiding in the music classroom and expel it?" Cheng Jingmeng muttered to herself the words engraved in blood on her arm, raised her head and looked at Gao Yang, who was also dazed.
"What does this mean?" Gao Yang began to look around every corner of the music room, and everyone in the music room at the moment, "Does it mean that the ghost is hiding in which corner of the music room? Or is it someone among us? Is it a ghost in disguise?"
Slowly, most of the practitioners' eyes fell on Su Zimo, who was playing the piano.
Su Zimo, who is not an experiencer, didn't know that he was a "suspect". He just played to the end of the score when he suddenly felt that something small jumped onto the bench he was sitting on.
From the corner of his eyes, Su Zimo saw Peng Peng, a child who claimed to "want to learn piano" before, sitting beside him, raised his fleshy hands with some difficulty, and knocked down the last note on the score before Su Zimo. Instantly pressed his finger on the blank key.
Turning his head to look at Peng Peng's serious face, and listening to the notes that flowed out from his dexterous fingers, Su Zimo was surprised to find that what Peng Peng was playing turned out to be an adapted "Music of the Dead"!
The original sheet music is as leisurely as the wind blowing, and it is the perfect comfortable light music.
However, the adapted piece is as brisk as a little sparrow dancing on the branches. The rhythm of the adapted piece is lighter and more pleasant. The hidden anguish and sorrow of the original piece seem to be swept away. Children Pengpeng can feel the happiness and relaxation that comes from their hearts.
Perhaps being infected by the children's music, Su Zimo, who originally planned to play only once, finally couldn't help but join the team of four-handed play. It was the first time that Su Zimo and Peng Peng met, and neither of them had any rehearsal, but the jumping notes on the black and white keyboard were very beautiful and harmonious.
Peng Peng's big eyes stared at the serious Su Zimo curiously, the rhythm of his fingers playing was getting faster and faster, but Su Zimo's response was equally impeccable.
If the original music is like someone sitting by the window listening to the sound of rain falling asleep, then the arrangement played by Su Zimo and the children seems to be gradually increasing from the light rain. The rain hits the glass window and blooms Beautiful rain flowers. It's like someone who could only sit in the house and couldn't go out, but now he put on little red rain boots and rushed into the rain with a little red umbrella, and danced recklessly to the sound of the rain!
In the sound of the rain, he can laugh and cry wantonly. When the red umbrella flies into the sky, no one knows whether it is tears or rain flowing on his face.
Maybe that's what freedom feels like...
The red umbrella that the music transformed into in the player's mind fell gracefully, and Su Zimo also struck the last note, ending the whole playing.
The notes are long, and the sound of the piano is muffled, and it has been surrounded by the music classroom for a long time.
When the song ended, Su Zimo felt that he was a little tired because of his high concentration, but the child sitting next to him showed a smile on his face.
This kid seems to have completely forgotten that he set himself up as a kid who "wanted to learn piano".
Even Su Zimo almost forgot that he was in a nightmare world now.
"Big brother, you play really well! Sure enough, I still like to play the piano! It's really a very happy thing to be able to play the piano!" Before Su Zimo could calm down, he was greeted with a bright smile on his face. Peng Peng hugged him directly, his small body got into Su Zimo's arms, and his smiling eyes seemed to contain stars.
At that moment, Su Zimo suddenly discovered that the original remarks of the sheet music on the piano had changed a lot—
[Music Score of the Dead (Three Stars)]
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[Description: The young creator has been living in a controlled and arranged environment, his love for the music world has turned black and white due to overloaded practice and pressure, and his playing and the music he created have been reduced to early because of excellence. A tool to make money, but no matter how long he plays in the spotlight, no one can understand his desire for freedom and the pain and helplessness of reality from the music. Now, his illness has made him leave the living world, but he still can't give up music in the afterlife world. Here, he has changed into what he was when he was young, and returned to the age when he liked the piano the most. He played the piano, played the piano, played the piano, Playing the piano, his music began to dance, and the music world in his eyes was colored again. Because he finally has a free soul. ]
[Warning: Never allow anyone to desecrate his beloved being. ]
[Special ability: The music played by the creator will make human beings burst out with real desires, and can also attract more traffic to the store. ]
Turned into what it looked like when you were young
"Peng Peng, are you..." After reading the long list of notes on the sheet music, Su Zimo looked at the child in his arms in surprise as if he understood something.
The child did not respond, but still looked at Su Zimo with a smile, innocent and cute.