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After some observation, the symbols on the stone wall were quickly compared with the marks on the strings.
Uncle Waste Chai's knowledge of music theory is quite solid. After getting a little familiar with the banjo in his hand, he played directly to the symbols.
The score is not too long, it can be played in ten seconds. The melody sounds a bit strange, but it is not considered noise.
However, Uncle Waste Chai played it again and again, and waited for five or six seconds, but nothing happened.
"Eh?" He froze for a moment, then read, "Why didn't you respond? Could it be that I played it wrong?"
"Try again." Feng Bujue answered.
"Well, I'll try again." Uncle Waste Chai said, and immediately played it again.
But the result is the same...
"Strange, it must be right this time..." Uncle Waste Chai doubted.
"It doesn't seem to be a matter of playing the wrong note." Honghu adjusted his glasses and said, "The melody you played twice is exactly the same, and the note is not bad, which means that the previous time was also correct."
"Then..." Uncle Waste Chai thought for a while, "Could it be a problem with the playing method?"
"Uh... this... I don't understand." Feng Bujue replied rather helplessly.
Brother Jue's memory, comprehension and reasoning skills are indeed very strong, but knowledge is the foundation of everything. Knowing nothing about how to play the banjo, he couldn't do anything about it at the moment.
After thinking about it for a few seconds, Uncle Waste Chai said again: "Well...you wait a moment." Then, he changed the gesture of the hand that pressed the string, and then played it again.
This time, before the lingering sound of the banjo was over, the light patterns on the stone wall suddenly lit up.
Then, an area in the middle of the stone wall began to sink slowly...
"So you want to play the empty strings..." Uncle Waste Chai shrugged, took the piano off his body, and put it in his bag, "I have been studying the 'musical score' for a long time, but I just need to play it in the order of the symbols. An empty string is fine, and there is no need to press the string with the left hand.” He paused for a moment, then realized later, “Wait… In this case, laymen can actually play it, and I don’t have to do it.”
"That's right..." Tianma Xingkong continued, "However, even if I pluck the empty strings according to the order of symbols, I don't think I can succeed once like you." He was quite honest and read with a smirk , "Hehe... By the way, speaking of this, I remembered something... When I first entered the studio, the test for music games was zero, and I didn't even hit a single note correctly."
"You are really talented... Even if you play Guitar Hero with your armpit and dance machine with your butt, you won't get zero points..." Feng Bujue continued, "And you're so embarrassed to say such a thing, and you don't know what to do. Show a smile that you are not ashamed of, but proud of... "
"What I'm more curious about is...how did Xingchen, known as the 'star factory', recruit you in..." Honghu continued.
"It's not easy. I have high test scores in other games." Tianma said unconstrainedly, "Especially fighting games and gambling games, which almost broke the studio's internal records."
"It turns out that... he can fight, and he has a good character." Honghu concluded.
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Just as they said these few words, the "Shimen" in the middle of the stone wall suddenly descended, and at the moment it was completely embedded in the ground, there was a "squeak" sound, and a lot of dust was squeezed out from the cracks in the ground. .
Atobe raised his hand twice again, fanned away the dust, and then put away his weapon.
"It is indeed extending upward..." Feng Bujue took out the catapult while speaking, and used the searchlight on it to shine into the corridor, "The height and width are about two meters, if you encounter a trap along the way... I'm afraid it will be difficult to avoid it." He thought for a while, then turned around and said, "Here... let me find the way, you just form a long snake formation and follow me."
"Can you explain the basis of this strategy?" Honghu asked. It wasn't that he opposed Feng Bujue's plan, it was just that the other party's self-talking attitude and commanding tone made him quite unhappy.
"Huh?" Feng Bujue's expression seemed to be saying... "Are you fucking kidding me?"
"Basis?" Brother Jue repeated, took a deep breath, and then replied, "To be more specific... I am a person who is not afraid of danger, quick in response, quick in skill, and witty. I am completely competent and very suitable for it. Opening the way here." He paused for a moment, then continued, "To put it simply and popularly... I am bold, slender and handsome."
"Hmm..." Honghu stared at Feng Bujue for a few seconds, "I have to say... except for the 'handsome' part, I really can't find anything to refute your argument. Since you think so Lead the way, then lead..."
The other three naturally have no opinion on who will lead the way. It is a good thing that someone is willing to contribute to the team and take the lead. Even if this person is a narcissist, it doesn't matter, after all, he is also a very capable player.
So, a group of people quickly lined up and crossed the stone wall. Their order from front to back is: Feng Bujue, Tianma Xingkong, Uncle Waste Chai, Atobu and Honghu. Under the leadership of Brother Jue, the crowd walked unhurriedly, and gradually penetrated into the tunnel.
The upper, lower, left, and right sides of the tunnel are also flat, dark stone walls, giving people an indescribable sense of oppression.
Before they knew it...the crowd fell into silence.
Along the way, the only sights they could see were the nearby, featureless stone walls; the only sounds they could hear were the footsteps and slight breathing of their companions.
No matter when, whether looking forward or backward, you can't tell how far you have come...
In such an environment, people can't help but have some strange assumptions: Am I really moving forward
"Come in after eating the meat... It's so correct..." Feng Bujue thought to himself at this time, "This road is far more dangerous than it looks... It's going uphill from the beginning to the end, and the slope is gradually increasing; There is no reference on the bare walls; the temperature is also subtly changing, getting colder..." He glanced back at his teammates, and saw pale faces, "The physical consumption is quietly increasing, and the sense of distance It becomes blurred, plus psychological pressure... The accumulation of various conditions will double the physical load... If you come in without eating just now, the additional impact of hunger is unimaginable."
He turned his head and looked ahead again, and continued to think: "Under such circumstances, the person walking in the front is undoubtedly the most tired. Because they have to be on guard against possible emergencies at all times, they are bound to suffer mentally. Carrying extra burdens on your back…”
Thinking of this, Brother Jue showed a relaxed and proud smile: "Fortunately... I am the one who leads the way~" RS
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