"Yes, it feels like it!"
Charles rarely put on a serious expression: "This is the difference between the so-called genius and ordinary people. Why are there only a few top-notch musicians among so many musicians now? Why are there countless musicians in the world, and the top ones Only 'Three Kings'
The only difference is this innate feeling. It's not so much a feeling, but some kind of 'inspiration'.
This is a subconscious reaction that allows you to communicate more closely with the ether.
What do you need to do to gather more ether while chanting? What kind of changes will the pitch and length of a certain syllable cause? How can you achieve the same effect with fewer syllables than others when chanting
These are things that cannot be said, because the teacher's feelings cannot be handed over to the students, and the students can only explore based on their feelings.
You know, the 'rune' itself is the power formed by the communication between you and the ether.
The power you control comes from the perception of 'runes'. The deeper the understanding, the stronger the feeling.
You can only rely on your own instinct to control it. Otherwise, you will need a long period of hard work to get used to it. And those geniuses can even omit most of the syllables and release the runes instantly, just like this! "
Ciel raised his palm and snapped his fingers.
Immediately afterwards, a quiet and soft light appeared on his fingertips. It's not as dazzling as Bai Xi's hand, but stable and soft, with a hint of blue color in the light, just like moonlight.
No matter how he shook it or grasped it, the light was constant and soft and could not be changed.
Ye Qingxuan was stunned.
After a long time, he sighed in frustration: "What if I don't feel anything? Then I can only be blind."
"You can say that."
Charles sighed: "However, your sense of ether is clearly very clear, and it can be said to be the most advanced one... But why do I feel that you are simply 'blind'?"
Hearing his words, Ye Qingxuan's expression suddenly turned bitter.
"Well, if I told you: I was still in a 'blind' state three days ago, would you believe it?"
"You are joking?"
Charles curled his lips and looked helpless: "If this is the case, it would be tragic. Those nobles have been practicing 'meditation' under the guidance of their teachers since they were young, just to hold their breath and observe the changes in the ether. Improve mutual understanding. If you had just sensed it three days ago... If you want to catch up with her progress of more than ten years, you are not even a little bit behind. It's like chasing a beautiful girl. She and she have been childhood sweethearts for a long time, but you I just met the girl! How can you argue in this situation? Are you as handsome as me? "
"Ciel!"
Abraham's book hit Charles on the head again: "The more you say, the more unreliable you are. Go and stand for punishment."
So, Ciel rolled into the corner again...
"Actually, the interaction between you and the ether can be cultivated. Don't listen to Ciel's nonsense."
Abraham comforted him, as if he had thought of something, and asked, "I remember you said that you knew a rune before?"
"It's not actually 'learned'."
Ye Qingxuan was a little embarrassed: "I didn't understand anything after reading the notes, but then I suddenly figured out something and I figured it out."
"Can it be used now?"
Ye Qingxuan thought for a moment and nodded: "I'll give it a try."
…
That rune can almost be said to have come from his inexplicable "epiphany".
After sensing the ether that night, his consciousness broke the seal on that page of notes and sensed the message hidden under the blurry notes.
Even though he had never learned any interpretation or compilation of melody, when he subconsciously memorized the melody, he could almost follow the melody and restore the rune without any difficulty.
He only vaguely understood: perhaps the rune was intentionally hidden in those fragments. But why his father did this and how he did it, he didn't know.
Because other than that, he couldn't remember anything.
He only remembered that he inexplicably awakened the string ring, and then played the prelude of a piece of music with the help of a god. But the whole process has disappeared from memory. Therefore, he even suspected later that it might be his own hallucination.
But if he was hallucinating at that time, why did he still remember the note at the beginning
Therefore, he was a little nervous when he was chanting.
With everyone watching, he looked around and finally put his left hand on Lao Fei. Lao Fei twisted his body unhappily and sneezed.
Immediately afterwards, the boy's murmur sounded.
A total of sixteen short syllables, they overlapped in Ye Qingxuan's throat, either thick or ethereal, matching the rhythm of his breathing, spreading smoothly and naturally as if they had been practiced countless times.
Like the faint chirping of a piano string, it melts into the air as it blurts out, leaving only an indistinguishable reverberation.
Sweat broke out on Ye Qingxuan's forehead, and in his heart, an inexplicable power drew a new outline.
It's like rainbow lights dancing in the dark night, intertwining with each other, transforming into the shape of runes.
Is this what is called "feeling"
The outline of the runes is as clear as ever! An impulse from his soul drove him to recite the syllables.
Immediately afterwards, the ether is gathering!
Those rays of light that flickered like stars lit up from the darkness, wavy and gathered towards his right hand. He struggled to control the beats and pitches of the syllables so that they converged at the right place.
It's just a few seconds, but it feels like an extremely long time.
Immediately afterwards, a faint silver light flashed from Ye Qingxuan's right hand and disappeared without a trace. The study was still silent, but everyone's breathing paused.
…
Ye Qingxuan's left hand was still holding Lao Fei, but under his right hand appeared a golden retriever dog that was identical to him!
The same golden hair, the same big gaping mouth, the same arrogant eyes, and the leftover noodle from lunch hanging on the nose...
As if it was carved from a mold, Lao Fei was stunned for a moment, then moved closer, looking at the dog that made the same move as himself, twisted its body, raised its chin... But when it went around to another When he turned to the side, his eyes became disappointed.
Because this dog, which looks exactly like Lao Fei, is actually not thick at all. It's like a detailed copy left on a piece of paper. No matter how similar it is, it is not a living thing after all.
Next to him, Ciel stretched out his hand to touch the big golden retriever dog that only existed in the plane. Then, where the tentacles were, ripples spread and the image became blurred.
But after the ripples passed, the image quickly returned to clarity. No matter how much Ciel reached out to touch it, it was still there like the moon in a well.
"Music Note Mirror?"
Charles looked back at the teacher with a stunned look in his eyes: "Teacher, I can't understand it at all."
Abraham's expression was also a little stiff, and he didn't know what to say.
"Music Note·Mirror", this is one of the most complicated and rigorous runes among all general runes. Even in the study of runes, it is the focus of the last chapter of the textbook.
They have never seen someone jump directly to the end, master the most difficult part, and then get stuck on the entry step.
"The effect of the runes is very stable, and the chanting is very simple. In terms of runes alone, it is the limit that the apprentice level can achieve."
Abraham looked at Ye Qingxuan: "How did you do it?"
"I do not know."
Ye Qingxuan was also confused. He looked down at Lao Fei in the mirror in front of him and scratched his head: "The runes and syllables were all in my mind. I subconsciously felt that it was the right thing to do, so I did it."
He was stunned, suddenly stretched out his hand, held down Lao Fei, and did it again.
Light flashed and Lao Fei appeared again in the mirror. The two mirror images kept changing, showing Lao Fei's increasingly unhappy face. Ye Qingxuan looked at the two shadows blankly, held down Lao Fei and did it again, summoning the mirror shadow again.
As if going crazy, he kept releasing this rune.
Until the end, the seven mirror images shattered in an instant, and Ye Qingxuan fell to the ground as if he had been evacuated, sweating profusely, face pale, and panting tiredly.
"Hey, junior brother, are you crazy?"
Charles hurriedly cleared the desk, lifted him up and placed him flat on the table, unbuttoned his chest to let him breathe, and then directed Bai Xi, who was busy in a hurry, to make salt water:
"Casting runes consumes stamina! Moreover, it has a continuous effect like a mirror, and you cast seven of them in one breath. You are simply looking for death..."
On the desk, Ye Qingxuan had fallen into a powerless trance and was sweating profusely. But in the blur, he clutched Charles's hand tightly and gasped:
"I know, Ciel, I know... I know how to solve the 'feeling' problem."
Seeing the astonished expressions of Abraham and Charles, Ye Qingxuan burst into laughter: "Teacher, I would like to borrow some books from your room to read. Is that okay?"
…
"A Brief Analysis of the First Prologue of the Equal Temperament", "Research on the Pronunciation Changes of Basic Runes", "Victor's Experimental Records - Changes of Rune·Light", "Seventeen Applications of Rune·Light", "Basic Syllable Rules" , "Introduction to Yorde Singing and Chanting Guide"...
Ye Qingxuan held the Law of Equalization in his hand and turned directly to the last page. Then based on the bibliography on the last page, he got these books from Abraham's study room, and then based on the chapters and contents of these books, as well as the references mentioned in them. documents, and a list of fourteen books.
Three of them are collected in Abraham's study, and eleven are kept in the school library. However, identity verification is required to enter the library. Ye Qingxuan does not have the permission to enter for the time being, so he can only give up.
Two hours later, holding a thick stack of books in his arms, he asked for paper and pen, as well as a "Rune Dictionary" from Abraham.
"What are you doing with so many books?" Charles was stunned: "Have you finished reading them?"
“Some books are just for reference, and some books need to be read.”
Ye Qingxuan patted the pile of books that was half as high as himself, with a helpless expression: "I hope there aren't many places to look at. By the way, is there a quieter place here where I will never be disturbed? "
Abraham thought for a moment: "The basement was originally Charles's workshop, but Charles recently owed money to a lot of people, so he can't start work for the time being, and no one goes in on weekdays. If you need it, I'll give you the key. .”
"Thank you very much."
Ye Qingxuan smiled, took the key, bent down to lift the thick pile of books on the ground, and finally turned back: "Oh, by the way, I may not come out for the next two days. If there are any public classes If so, Bai Xi can order it for me..."
Bai Xi is still confused: "Hey, cousin, what on earth are you going to do?"
"Read books, read books, do what I do best..."
Ye Qingxuan hugged the pile of books and walked out of the study without looking back. Only a faint voice came from the distance: "I love reading books the most, haha~"
…
…
In the study room, Charles and Bai Xi looked at each other.
Abraham seemed to understand something and was silent for a long time.
"Teacher, junior brother, are you stimulated?" Charles asked with some uncertainty.
"Maybe, but it's also possible that you've found the feeling, isn't it?"
Abraham smiled rarely and patted his shoulder: "When I taught you how to decipher ancient languages and runes, do you still have the notes you took?"
Charles was stunned for a moment and scratched his head in confusion: "Teacher, I'm not interested in your research. I don't know where I lost my notes. Teacher, why are you looking for that? Do you want to force me to learn that thing again?" set?"
"Everyone has his own ambitions, and it's a good thing that you have your own ideas. I won't force you anymore. But as for the notes, if you can find them in the next two days, find them."
Abraham looked down at the thick pile of manuscripts on the table and suddenly laughed.
"Teacher, are you okay?"
Charles looked at Abraham who was abnormal and looked a little worried: "Is the work pressure too much? Are those goblins on the school committee going to cut our budget again? If there is no other way, there is nothing we can do. If it doesn't work, we will resign! Junior brothers are all like this. , don’t get sick..."
"How to talk!"
Abraham knocked him again and his expression became serious:
"Go and stand!"
After soothing the somewhat uneasy Bai Xi, he left the study with his hands behind his back, leaving only the two students looking at each other.
In the afternoon sunshine, Abraham sat on a stone bench outside the teaching building, humming a vague tune.
He looked up at the mottled lights downstairs in the shade of the trees, used his iron hand to fill his pipe with shredded tobacco, and then lit it with a lighter.
Amidst the vague singing, he smoked his pipe and laughed softly. He didn't smile like the usual dull and unsmiling professor, but more like an old farmer with little knowledge. He felt happy after seeing the wheatgrass in the fields turn golden.
Maybe it's because of old age
He thought so, smiling helplessly and relieved.
Every time I think about having a successor, I can't help but feel happy.