Silent Crown Chapter 203: The situation is complicated

In the early morning, in the garden, the morning dew condensed on the flower branches, and the flowers fell on the ground, quietly intruding into the soil.

The fragrance of flowers and black tea floats in the air.

Lola's eyes were misty, as if she had just woke up, but she was indescribably charming, she looked at the teenager in front of her and smiled.

"Come to me so early, do you want to tell me good news or bad news?"

"To be honest, I don't know if it's good or bad." Ye Qingxuan sighed and scratched his hair, "but you should know what I look like?"

"That's the good one."

Lola knew it, and smiled gleefully.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

Ye Qingxuan asked helplessly, but Lola raised her eyes to look at him, and asked, "What didn't I tell you?"

Ye Qingxuan was speechless.

Difficulties and hardships in each, Lola has reminded herself, the only thing that did not tell herself is the element of the movement.

Its fulcrum is pain.

The pain caused by life.

That's what I'm least good at facing.

Besides, this kind of thing, even if you tell yourself, it will only have a counterproductive effect, right? An element is not something that can be used simply by knowing it, but an experience to resonate with it.

From this point of view, Ye Qingxuan was very successful, but it was this success that doubled his pain.

After a long silence, Ye Qingxuan lowered his head: "Thank you."

Lola is just a kid, "Now if you say thank you, then when I give you this, what are you going to say? Do you agree with me?"

Speaking, she pushed a flimsy movement from the table, which contained exactly what Ye Qingxuan wanted to learn.

"After mastering its fulcrum, learning it will be as simple as drinking water. You have learned the hardest part. Then there is nothing to worry about the rest."

Lola said lightly: "But, are you sure you can learn it in just two days? Although its music theory is simple. It is part of "Winter Journey" after all, not what you thought. So easy."

"This? The only thing I don't worry about is this."

Ye Qingxuan smiled slightly. Because the interpretation method he majored in is the least afraid of this problem.

As Abraham's painstaking effort, interpretation is regarded as a crooked way, because it never pays attention to feeling.

There is no place of ethereal and emptiness, only accurate to the limit, without a hint of wrong music theory.

This is a theory as rigid as mathematics. It is either yes or no, and there is no room for a trace of ** between each other rigorously. There is no sensibility.

Relying on it to get started is extremely difficult, but after getting started, the speed is also incredible.

It's like solving a problem. As long as you find the correct formula, follow the steps, and follow the steps, there will never be any mistakes.

With it, after mastering the fulcrum, relying on the theory of music that contains the fulcrum to analyze the movement is as easy as pushing a boat along the water.

"Your confidence is beyond my expectation."

Lola curled her lips, seemingly disappointed. I don't know what the plan failed.

Ye Qingxuan suddenly felt a bit cold in his back, and he felt like he was passing by something dangerous.

He really didn't want to know what pits Laura had dug, and he would lose a lot when he was accidentally played to death.

He shook his head and changed the subject. Asked: "What is it that you printed in my mind? Why can it combine with my memory and turn it into a nightmare?"

"That's just an introduction."

Lola said faintly, "In the East, it is known as the demon lead of the heart, and it is a masterpiece of the heart music master. Planting demon thoughts into people's hearts, accumulating and subtly subtly, can make people become under their own control. Puppet.

Are you afraid? "

Ye Qingxuan was shocked, and soon settled down. Glancing at her. Seeing him startled, Lola smiled even more happily.

"Don't worry. That's a technique that the teacher has transformed with Yueling's secret technique. You can call it image inheritance.

It is not magical thoughts that are planted. It is the musician's understanding of the movement. It will guide your memory and dreams, allowing you to become a composer and directly realize the artistic conception... In short, there are many benefits. "

After finishing talking, Laura looked at him eagerly, ""Winter Journey" is a set song, you still have 23 songs to learn, do you want to keep working hard?"

"Forget it."

Ye Qingxuan recalled his painful experience in the past two days, and thought that he would have to play 23 different times again, and felt that his reason was a little too much.

He would rather wait for this level to pass, and follow the steps honestly...

"Tsk."

Seeing that Ye Qingxuan did not take the bait, Lola looked a little regretful, "That would be a shame."

"..."

At noon, the Royal Academy of Music.

Under the scorching sun, the white hair of the teenager reflected the light of metal.

In the empty campus, he sat on the steps in front of the main building of the college, looked down at the thin booklet in his hand, heard footsteps in the distance, and raised his head.

"Brother Stool, have you refreshed?"

The concrete cube stool above his head was taken aback. Ye Qingxuan unexpectedly waited for him here, and seemed a little flustered:

"This is..."

"I want to talk to you about something."

"Is it important?"

"Of course it is important."

Ye Qingxuan nodded solemnly, "It's been three days in a row, and the semi-finals will be tomorrow. I don't think the school will allow us to continue byes no matter what. So, I want to discuss the tactics with you."

Hearing him say this, Stool brother breathed a sigh of relief. For some reason, a wave of emotion and grievance rose in his heart.

In the past few days, Ye Qingxuan slept a lot. He went to find Shire. Shire was not reliable. He went to Bai Xi. Bai Xi didn’t care. He went to find Lao Fei... Use eggs.

It's like Jiangshan Sheji is in danger, but the emperor ministers still ought to eat and play. They don't know whether they live or die, so they are just like a little **** who is anxious to follow.

Rao is that he prides himself on his superior ability, but in the face of the completely different style of music history, he is like a mouse pulling a tortoise. No way to start.

As a result, he didn't expect that when he was about to give up. Ye Qingxuan woke up unexpectedly, and found him. Take the initiative to talk about the next tactics

This made him want to burst into tears at once: It's finally reliable

Stool brother nodded moved: "I'm very happy if you can think so. Do you have any ideas?"

"Well, I have to ask you one thing."

For some reason, the boy showed a bright smile that made him feel bad: "You will help me, right?"

On the field, it is still in full swing, and the audience is roaring in Shanghai.

In the hustle and bustle, Ye Qingxuan is holding a teacup in his hand. Take a sip slowly, and let out a sigh of relief:

"It's so lively."

"Yes, yes."

Charles was knocking off melon seeds for snacks and holding a large glass of cold beer in his hand: "Don't even say, there are drinks and games every day, it’s a heavenly day. Ah"

"Well, as long as we don't need to end."

"...Brother, the weather is so good, so don't mention such sad things."

"Okay."

Ye Qingxuan nodded lightly. "I'll go to draw lots that night. You don't have to worry about these things anyway, you just need to concentrate on your death at that time."

"Wait a minute, are you sure you are okay to draw lots? Your hands are so dark..."

"Do you still want to have a bye until the final?"

Ye Qingxuan gave him a glance, "It's beyond our expectation to be able to survive now. Brother, let's just accept it when you see it.

We do not lose money. If we want to win, we have to rely on the third round to get it back. How are you preparing? "

"Everything is under control"

Charles whistled: "This time I took out an earth-shattering masterpiece, and promised to kill all graduation works in seconds.

At that time, graduation is still a trivial matter. If you are not careful, you will become famous. The famous name will move Angelo and you will reach the pinnacle of life."

I heard him say that. Ye Qingxuan knew it was completely unreliable.

If it's not about himself, he really wants to find a cafe. Take a pat on the table: This music department is about to end

In the eight-to-four game, the fierce competition finally came to an end. All the contestants are exhausted. Exhausted all my energy.

From beginning to end, only the onlookers in the Music History Department were doing nothing to drink tea and eat snacks, and they really squeezed in as if they were playing... Seeing that Shire's **** was still applauding on the stage, suddenly The taunting power has risen tenfold.

Every pair of eyes that look over are red, and you must kill your murderous chill if you let it go.

Ye Qingxuan, who is watching, felt hairy in his heart: Killing his father's hatred, but that's it

"You won't be proud of it for too long..."

At the end of the game and passing by, someone whispered beside him. Ye Qingxuan turned his head and saw only a back figure in the crowd.

There is also the cold look of Banner in the distance.

In the green eyes are the vertical pupils of the beast.

"Are you all ready?"

Sidney stood on the stage numbly and asked weakly. After being tossed for three days in a row, he didn't want to do anything at all.

On the opposite side, the leaders of several teams also looked at each other with complicated eyes.

Tomorrow is the semi-finals. Although I don't know why there are five teams in such a damned situation.

But since there are five teams, one is destined to...bye?

Thinking of this, when they look at each other, their eyes are full of helplessness: this time, it's mostly from the music history department, right?

"If everything is ready, let's draw lots..."

Sidney pulled out a long, feeble tone, and whispered a **** in a low voice. Immediately, he was taken aback.

No, it seems something is wrong. Why didn't you feel the familiar contempt today?

Did the dog not come?

Sidney looked around for a week and suddenly smiled: He really didn't come.

Although I don't know why there is a subtle feeling of melancholy in my heart, Sidney can't help but rekindle his fighting spirit and rejoice.

"Hasn't the music history department come?"

He rubbed his hands in excitement: "Even if you don't come, half of your credits will be deducted, and they will automatically retire..."

"Half is too exaggerated, right?"

Behind him, someone sighed and patted his shoulder: "Teacher, don't ignore me.

I'm here, such a big person. Can't you see it? "

Sidney turned his head in shock and stared at the white-haired boy who came.

"It turned out to be you?"

Glen was taken aback. Immediately I couldn't help but sneered, "Aren't you shrinking behind? You may be able to reach the final by your dog."

"This. I actually figured it out."

Ye Qingxuan said lightly, "Where do I need a secret weapon to deal with you? I can do it myself."

There was a moment of silence in the stands, and then everyone burst into laughter, as if they had heard an incredible joke.

They didn't say anything, and someone patted him on the shoulder admiringly, lamenting his outrageous self-confidence.

"Then you have to come on." Glenn's expression twitched, and he smiled hard: "I look forward to meeting you on the court."

"Me too, me too"

Someone leaned in next to him. Shaking hands with him enthusiastically: "Please give me some advice and work together to make progress."

Being warmly welcomed by them, Ye Qingxuan also smiled sweetly.

"Don't worry." He said, "No matter what the result is, I think you will be disappointed."

Hearing him say so, the coldness in those smiles became more intense.

Sidney was silent for a while, his body shook suddenly, and he looked at the stands, and soon he withdrew his gaze. Looking at Ye Qingxuan's expression was extremely strange, with a hint of mockery.

"Just received the news that the school committee has passed the new rules. This time, there is no bye."

"It's okay, it's important to participate"

Ye Qingxuan smiled mysteriously, as if he was making some horrible idea, which made people particularly uneasy.

Huh, maybe it's a suspicion.

Sidney snorted coldly and waved to announce: "Let’s start the draw."

In the audience, Charles dangling back and forth restlessly, his expression tangled and helpless. When I looked at the high platform, I felt anxious. I don't know what the result will be.

"Is it reliable?"

Charle scratched his hair. Looking at Bai Xi: "If Ye Zi goes up with such confidence, there will be no accidents?"

"You ask me who do I ask?" Bai Xi was impatient by his arguing. "You have asked three times in such a few minutes... Didn't the result come out? Here, go and see by yourself..."

She pointed to the list just announced on the high platform. Charles turned his head back in astonishment, and immediately felt black in front of him.

Sure enough, sign the sign

The worst expected result.

Amidst the uproar throughout the stadium, the lineup for the first match tomorrow was announced.

The Royal School of Music History

On the teacher department, there was a relieved voice.

Finally, there is no bye of the hell, everything seems to be back in order, it looks very comfortable.

Among them is the sneered Ingmar.

When the elites of the Student Union gather, plus Banner, who has become a musician, that guy is dead this time...

As for Ludwig, he was engrossingly teasing the miniature version of the inky black leopard cat in his arms. The leopard cat curled up in a ball and gently chewed his fingers. It’s fun to play one person, one cat, and it doesn’t even matter what happens.

Anyway, nothing can compare to playing with cats, it’s better to play with cats

Only Yegor was solemn and frowned.

In a cheerful atmosphere, he was the only one with a gloomy face, looking very uncomfortable.

"What's wrong?"

Ludwig raised his head and glanced at him, Yegor's expressionless face: "There is a question I don't understand."

"There is no bye this time~IndoMTL.com~I know."

Egor glanced at him, "But there is one more thing, which seems to have been overlooked by us."

"What do you mean?"

"The three days are bye. If the first day is their luck. On the third day, the principal wants to help them through.

Then, here comes the problem..."

Yegol whispered, "What on earth was it the next day?"

Ludwig was able to see through at one point, and after a moment of indulgence, his eyes flashed with a slightly surprised look: "You mean..."

Yegol nodded, "I'm afraid that's right."

The two looked at each other for a moment, and their expressions became weird at the same time:

"If this is the case, it will be complicated." To be continued

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