Apocalyptic Forecast

The whole process can be briefly summarized in three steps.

Qi Wen appeared, Qi Wen flew forward, Qi Wen disappeared.

Do n’t forget that Huai Shi is still on fire. Even if the color changes, its essence has n’t changed. The flame that combines a large amount of ashes and negative energy sources is simply a soul melting pot, even if Qi Wen threw it in his life, he was absolutely dead, not to mention the temporary cottage goods.

This is not only Huai Shi, but even Clement was shocked. He didn't expect that he spent a lot of resources to summon such a pit force.

He didn't know that the flames on Huai Shi's body had the ability to burn the source material, only to see that the resentful old man seemed to hit Huai Shi and then dissipated.

As if the wish has risen to heaven.

In other words, is this the biggest sin created in this life, at best, to the extent that it spit on someone's shoes for no reason?

... Where the **** is this saint?

"Stupid! Lao Tzu is a partner of justice!"

Huaishi reacted and laughed suddenly, hiding the cold sweat behind him, rushing up again towards Clement, and then, the skull of the Banshee emptied down with a moan!

The cavalry knife cracked.

Unexpectedly, his killing strategy, which cost most of his resources, was in vain. Clement's reaction was delayed for a while, and the cavalry knife in his hand came out after breaking apart.

Immediately afterwards, he saw Huai Shi reverse the hammer handle and pound the flail's sharp tail towards himself!

His face changed abruptly, taking a step back to stabilize his body, and subconsciously reached out to block the flail under the poke. But then, he felt that the flail was vain.

Huaixi didn't work hard at all.

It seemed to just greet vainly, then let go of his hand.

Let the flail be captured by Clement.

"Oops……"

At that moment, Clement seemed to see the mocking smile under the gas mask.

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When the piano sounded, the alumni in the front row of the auditorium were still smiling, and after just applauding politely, they continued to talk to each other about the topic.

Hidden things behind investment, related options, or some recent ministries in the department.

The youngest people sitting here are already close to forty. After going through many storms, to be honest, it is a little bit of a small battle for the alma mater. It is more to enjoy an atmosphere and relive the memories of the past. .

Several young men who seem to have noticed playing the piano on the stage nodded slightly.

"Fengning, you see this looks good, the image is very good."

"Indeed, if you cultivate it, you have the potential to debut. If you look back, you can touch it." The graceful woman nodded slightly and looked at the old man beside her: "I don't understand Qin very much. What do you think, Mr. Zhao? "

Beside him, the old man with his head peeled down with oranges paused for a moment, as if listening, and soon, he couldn't help but frown: "The piano can't work."

The smiling principal next to him smiled stiffly, and was a little embarrassed. He didn't know where he offended the old man.

Zhao Yu is 74 years old this year, and his seniority is the character of his father's Belle. As early as thirty years ago, he was a professor of the Dongxia Conservatory of Music, a famous violinist in China, and a master of string theory.

In the world of classical music, even if you can't make a death in one word, such a comment is too cruel for a young man like Hua Shi who is aspiring in the professional field.

"I mean, Qin, no."

The old man did n’t eat the oranges after peeling them, just put them on paper towels, as if piled up on a hill, as if understanding the principal ’s uneasiness, he explained: "Good foundation, good seedling, but bad piano. Turn back Remind him, don't use the label anymore, you will practise yourself. "

"..."

The principal relieved his breath, wiped his sweat, and explained to Mr. Zhao: "It's a bitter boy. It's not easy to stick to today."

He was about to explain something, but he saw Rao Zhao raising his hand and waving it.

The eyes that had been drooping seemed to be finally lifted and looked at the stage.

"It's no use saying more."

Staring down at the young boy with a hint of white eyes, it seemed to be serious: "Listen."

From that moment on, the faint noise and hustle and bustle of the audience gradually disappeared.

In the end, it turned into silence.

Because that melody has gradually sounded.

It is hard to imagine that the sound of the piano, which could not be described in words, was so full of emotions, surging like springs, spreading from the feet with a slight coldness and softness.

"winter?"

Zhao Lao raised his eyebrows slightly, and his expression became more serious.

Vivaldi's "Four Seasons" Concerto is indeed a classic piece in the violin, but the more classic, the more it has been bound by the previous elaboration and performance, hard to find new ideas.

But where did this full-bodied emotion come from?

At first, it seemed like a gentle wind was blowing, and unconsciously, it seemed to have turned into a storm.

With the unique thick range of the cello, the soul hidden in the body seemed to tremble in the sound of the piano, and the violent melody gradually entered a tighter rhythm. Finally, it turned into a snowstorm, cruelly and fanatically everything. Shrouded in.

As if thunder and rain, the earth was turbulent.

Since the cold melody of Winter, all the joy and joy are suppressed in this unspeakable prelude, but as the storm of suffering shows a clear string sound, the blockade of the storm will crack a gap.

Immediately afterwards, it seemed that the melody of the wild horse galloped out of the prelude, climbed to the climax of all things, and flew along with the string sound, leaving the repression of the past and the wind and snow behind, running freely.

Song of all things.

The light melody was reborn from the suffering bass, and flew up to the sky, like a rain, and sprinkled the dew of hope.

At that moment, Mr. Zhao couldn't help but take a breath. It's like seeing the time going back in time and returning to the once poor and confused years.

Those beautiful, painful, seemingly desperate bumps and those futures that lead to hope ...

Everything.

Since staggering in the cold winter, there is the dawn that is chased by countless people at the end of the sky.

There was a smile of nostalgia in the corner of his mouth.

Even the harsh eyes became gentle, and slowly closed their eyes, immersed in this rare ease and pleasure.

When the sound of the piano gradually dissipated, silence came.

The huge auditorium was silent at the moment, and in the long silence, it seemed that everyone was reminiscing about the sound of the piano left in memory.

Finally, the silence was finally broken.

In the applause of Lao Zhao approvingly.

Immediately afterwards, the applause engulfed everything like a storm, and an enthusiastic cry came from the audience.

On the chair, Huai Shi MK-II got up, bowed his head bowed, and thanked him.

There is a smile in the corner of the mouth, yet elegant.

"Touching your heart, like a natural sound."

The alumni seat, even those discerning audiences could not help but applaud, nodding and sighed: "Watching the kid playing on stage, it reminds me of my past youth."

"Come on, you're so awesome, how can you compare with others." Someone left the goods at one glance and couldn't help but dismantle the stage, but recalling the sound of the piano just now, he still couldn't help but praise: "It's a genius, People like me without music cells almost burst into tears. "

And the graceful lady who had just turned her eyes red and picked up the microphone and asked directly: "Outstanding performance, young man, what makes you play such a miraculous music?"

It ’s medicine, I got it!

A volatile alchemy remedy made by mixing 20 mg of enamoured potions and 1 mg of lucid dreams into 100 ml of alcohol.

If the effort is not enough, the technology comes together.

Don't say it's a human, the concentration is a little higher, I will cry for you if you come with a pig.

Of course, that must not be said.

On the stage, the teenager got up and answered with a smile: "A little talent, and perseverance. Thank you all."

Having said that, he took two steps back and turned back into the background.

"Politely wow!"

The principal was still immersed in the emotion just now, and he did not forget to look at the old man beside him: "What do you think of Mr. Zhao?"

After pondering for a long time, Zhao Lao couldn't help but sigh: "The rising star is really scary ... Every time I see such a young man, it makes me feel old.

By the way, did you just say that he is going to take a professional direction? "

The principal nodded, his eyes lit up.

"Xiao Li, let me do it." The old man looked at the woman who was also interested in the left side. "It's a pity to give Yaochi entertainment such a good seedling."

"Look at what you said, pop music is also music, and the kid has an idol potential."

Despite that, the two of them are not fighting for a young man. Ms. Li just smiled and reminded: "The young people now have a hard time to take classical music. There is less way to go back to classical music. You ca n’t blame me for your idea. "

"He has talent."

Mr. Zhao supported the table and slowly stood up, looking at the principal: "Can you walk me backstage with me?"

"Sure!"

The headmaster nodded frantically.

For five minutes, Huai Shi MK-II looked at the old man standing in front of his eyes with amazement, as if he didn't react, and didn't know what happened.

Seeing that he was dumbfounded, the principal quickly rushed to assist: "Zhao Lao is an internationally renowned performer. The textbooks you are practicing are all made by others. Haven't you always wanted to take a professional direction? What are you waiting for such a good opportunity?"

He blinked wildly at Huai Shi, beckoning him to nod quickly.

If it is Huaixi here, it must have been crazy.

It is a pity that what stands here is not Huai Shi, but a ruthless humanoid repeater Huai Shi-MKII and its driver.

Send to Dong Xia Music University? Distinguished disciples of well-known performers?

What the hell?

That won't work!

Huaishi still wants to be a sublimator with me!

As soon as the old goods in front of him wanted to carry a small **** to dig up the young tender shoots of his own home, the crows were unhappy. If she must roll her eyes unreasonably here ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ But now she is wearing Huai Shi's face, you have to estimate a little influence, and finally she can only thank with a smile, and then refused.

Although his decision was unexpected, Mr. Zhao did not continue to struggle and was not angry, but nodded his head, left a business card for Huai Shi, and turned away.

"Although pop music is more popular, art is still in classical music." Before leaving, Lao Zhao finally said: "If you change your mind, call me anytime. I have been in Jinling for the past few months."

"Ok."

Huaishi MK-II smiled and put down his business card, and then quietly threw it into the corner.

And when he turned around, he saw that the hallway behind him was full of youthful and beautiful school girls, and countless eyes stared at his cheek with emotion.

In amazement, Huai Shi MK-II couldn't help but pat his head.

Oops, it seems like the medicine is getting a little too much ...

Sure enough, the hand was born, no, you should not use the Huai Shi's dose as a benchmark next time, even one tenth ...

But what about this time?

It's better to cope for a while, anyway, it will return to normal after the drug has passed.

Thinking of this, Huai Shi MK-II squeezed her hair wisely and turned her back to smile:

"Did the school girls come to me?"

With his movements, the afternoon sun shone on the delicate and beautiful side face, and the evil smile smiled at the corner of his mouth seemed to have an invisible appeal, and the beautiful face that was set off became more and more uninhibited.

The business smile from Niu Lang's elder brother Liu Dongli is now blue.

In a constant voice, Huai Shi MK-II opened his arms and was overwhelmed by the girls.

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