The fourth day after school started.
At noon, Bai Xi, who was bored, lay on the sofa in the study and yawned. When he felt bored, he rolled over: "Ah, so boring."
In front of the blackboard, Charles sighed with embarrassment: "Junior sister, don't be like this, I'm still teaching you."
"I don't want to go to school. I promised at the beginning that I would just enroll in school and not go to school!"
The little girl rolled her eyes: "I don't care, I want to go shopping! I want to go out to play..."
"Don't bother, wait a minute!"
Charles waved his hands helplessly: "Look, the teacher asked me to take his place in class before going out today. Even if you don't want to study, it's okay for me to teach you some other things. When it comes to musician theory, the teacher and I are experts. Yes. It costs hundreds of dollars an hour for me to be a tutor, so you have to give me some face, right?"
"In my hometown, no one with the level of Jiuyu is qualified to be my husband. Besides, I have memorized all the things you taught me when I was thirteen years old."
"Thirteen years old? Wait, this is the wrong age!"
Charles was stunned for a moment and became confused: "Junior sister, how old are you this year?"
"Didn't anyone tell you that you can't just ask about a girl's age?" Bai Xi snorted, his eyes turned resentful, and he muttered in a low voice: "Anyway, I just grew up late. Sooner or later, I will grow taller...than that White Lotus." Be high!”
With the tip of his ears, Charles heard her muttering: "White Lotus? Who?"
"Why do you care so much? After all, she is the pure little girl you men like the most. She is so pitiful that her parents like her. She has big breasts. She wears white clothes and makes your eyes dirty in the gutter!"
"How is it possible? How come I haven't seen such a good girl?!" Charlotte suddenly became angry: "If there is a girl like that, don't keep it to poison your junior brother. Come for your senior brother! Let your senior brother educate her!"
Bai Xi glanced at him, and then quickly looked away without interest: "Senior brother, you are such a weakling, ten of you will be beaten by her, right?"
"It's ridiculous, senior brother, I was also a famous genius at the Royal Academy of Music back then!"
Charles looked serious, but his words were obviously not convincing, and he only provoked a burst of ridicule from Bai Xi.
Charles also got helpless, scratched his head and sighed: "Hey, this was brave back then, but now it's so cowardly, I won't say it anymore, I won't say it anymore. If you want to go out on the street, wait until junior brother comes out, and we can go out to play."
"He doesn't know when he will be able to come out yet."
Bai Xi suddenly felt unhappy: "I called him last night and he ignored me for a long time. He was alone in the basement and didn't know what to play. Can one learn musical notes by being in solitary confinement?"
"I think the feeling of the notes is not that easy to grasp."
"It's not that difficult, right? Didn't I learn it easily?"
"That's just what you think."
Charles couldn't help but sigh: "Let's use an analogy. Music notes are like beautiful women, noble and cool, with ever-changing personalities and moody moods. You need the charm of a prodigal, the wealth of a prince, the resilience of a fool and the enthusiasm of a madman. Maybe they can reach a consensus by kissing Fangze. Unfortunately, in the eyes of Yin Yin, Junior Brother is a hateful person, has a poor family, and has a woeful character. He is not even on the spare list, and there is simply no way to resonate with him. "
"...Is it that serious?"
"It's more serious than this." Charles shook his head: "If it's really a beauty, it would be simpler. At least he has the last resort."
"any solution?"
Charles smiled mischievously: "Use force."
"Go to hell!"
A book hit Ciel in the face, knocking him to the ground.
Charles got up from the ground and sighed. Before he could say anything, he heard a barking sound coming from the corridor.
"Lao Fei?"
Ciel looked over in confusion, and soon he suddenly realized: "I know, it must be spring."
"Spring, you big-headed ghost!"
Bai Xi jumped up from the sofa and ran out without even having time to put on her shoes.
As a vicious dog, Lao Fei has always believed in the principle that silence is golden. He never barks when he encounters any problems. If things can be solved with teeth and claws, he will be solved with teeth and claws. If things cannot be solved with teeth and claws... I'm sorry. , because it is so powerful, it has never encountered such a thing.
If nothing happened, Lao Fei would never call him that. That's why Bai Xi became a little worried. What happened to Lao Fei... Could he have picked up something strange again
On the second day of school, a mysterious phantom thief appeared in the academy. The door handles on the entire first floor of Apocalypse Academy were stolen!
God knows what the thief was thinking. He only took away the door handle and nothing else of value.
In the end, the college could only attribute it to a prank by a certain student. Only Bai Xi knew that when Charles found the doorknobs that ran into his bed, he almost went crazy with fear.
After giving the strange meeting gift to the new younger brother, Lao Fei resolutely turned around and left, hiding his merit and fame, which made the two of them regretful. I had to secretly dig a hole in the middle of the night and bury all the dead doorknobs.
She stepped into the corridor with the same worries as Ye Qingxuan once did.
Then, just like Ye Qingxuan before, he became petrified.
“…”
Bai Xi looked blankly at the panting Lao Fei and the thing dragged from the basement to the corridor, and his expression couldn't help but twitch:
"What's going on? Cousin."
"Hey, cousin."
On the ground, the unkempt young man made a weak voice, and struggled to squeeze out a smile on his pale face: "Do you... have anything to eat?"
…
…
In the lobby of the small building of the Department of Music and History, Charles and Bai Xi were sitting in the distance, looking carefully at the young man who was throwing himself on the table and gobbling down the food, with complicated expressions.
"I just went to the basement to take a look, and that guy has been there completely untouched for the past three days." Charles said with a sad look on his face: "None of the things covered by the dust-proof cloth have been moved, only a piece of paper on the table. All the bottles of ink were used up. There were still traces of his struggle at the door. It seemed that he was too hungry to open the door, and was finally dragged out by Lao Fei... "
Bai Xi's mouth twitched: "Is he committing suicide by going on a hunger strike?"
"All the manuscript paper has been used up, and I saw this on the table." Charles gave Bai Xi a thick pile of handwritten things in his hand. Bai Xi rolled his eyes and felt dizzy.
The manuscript paper, which is a finger thick, is filled with fine handwriting and some incomprehensible mathematical symbols. Only part of those words were in common language, but more were in various other languages, sloppy and complicated.
"What is this?" Bai Xi asked.
"Some are Asgardian rune scripts, and some are Latin languages commonly used in the Order... It looks like they are sorting something out."
Charles patted the manuscript and said: "It seems that he has not wasted these few days. It is not easy to sort out so many things."
"There is a woolen thread to organize things about musical notes."
The little girl rolled her eyes.
On the table, Ye Qingxuan finally stopped devouring his food and licked his fingers with satisfaction. He couldn't help but sigh: "I never thought that overnight pizza would be so delicious."
"Not just overnight." Charles patted his thigh: "That pizza has been there for three days!"
"...Senior brother, I just finished eating, can you please stop saying such embarrassing things?"
Bai Xi curled his lips and threw the manuscript on the table: "You worked on it for three days and you ended up with this pile of stuff?"
"Oh, that's useless."
Ye Qingxuan glanced at it and waved his hand lightly: "Throw it away."
"Throw it away?"
Bai Xi was stunned.
"Well, I've remembered it all anyway."
Ye Qingxuan twisted his stiff neck and made a rattling sound: "Writing it down is just a habit of taking notes, but after sorting it out, I found that it is actually quite easy to remember. So it is of no use."
"..." Bai Xi was speechless for a while, angry.
"Where are the notes? Where are the notes?"
She slapped the table and shook the boy in front of her: "Didn't you say you found a way to learn musical notes? Don't tell me that you spent three days writing books and playing in the basement."
"Ah haha, cousin, you think so highly of me." Ye Qingxuan scratched his face shyly: "I haven't learned how to write such a promising thing."
Bai Xi stopped talking. He pinched his knuckles in silence, looking at his whole body, and began to think about where to start.
As a result, this thing was locked in the basement and did nothing! Her expectations were in vain!
Fortunately, she was a little worried!
"Don't do anything yet!"
Seeing her unkind eyes, Ye Qingxuan immediately raised his hands in surrender: "I have achieved results! I have achieved results!"
"Then take it out."
Bai Xi slapped the table vigorously, with a dangerous look in his eyes: "Don't blame me for saying ugly things in front of you. If you come up with something weird to deal with me again, just wait for three knives and six holes, red knives go in and white knives come out!"
"Ahem, junior sister, you said the opposite."
Next to him, Charles reminded in a low voice: "The white knife went in, the red knife came out... Ouch!" Well, this was the scream after Bai Xi stepped on his instep.
But among the screams, the young man's murmuring voice could clearly be heard.
Erratic syllables emerged from his throat, making Ciel look up in surprise.
…
In the sudden silence, the unkempt boy raised a finger and looked at the flash of ether.
As his lips opened and closed, those crisp or deep syllables overlapped in his throat and turned into faint sounds. It was as if the non-existent strings were being plucked slightly, and a faint lingering sound with a metallic texture spread out.
It was no longer as jerky and stumbling as before, this time the syllables came out like flowing water.
Because in his consciousness, there are clear notes emerging from the blazing light, transforming into the scorching sun, and running in his heart and soul!
In the perception, the silent ether also woke up under the shining of this fierce light.
Those tiny points of light gathered from all directions, gathered at the young man's fingertips, and turned into a real light. The light flowed in the air at the fingertips, tightly combined, entangled, and finally formed a small halo.
This is Note·Light!