Apocalyptic Forecast

"Incredible ..."

Someone once said that Paganini was a devil, but now it seems that Schroder really saw the devil coming to this world at a certain moment, and is now attached to the thin body of the young man, waving his sharp smile towards the world. sound.

so crazy.

Under that incredible contagion, everyone felt difficult to breathe.

Like a tattered sampan before the earth-shattering tsunami, it was trembling, turbulent, and involuntarily.

When the instrument of this variation changed from a violin to a cello, it lost the original treacherous whisper of the devil, and turned into thunder that seemed to tremble.

And only when the speed of the melody change slows down and gradually enters a gentle, the deep theme hidden in the wind and thunder will slowly emerge-the kind of sorrow that seems to watch the devil with his soul drifting away And helpless.

"The train from **** is flying towards despair ..."

Subconsciously murmuring, Newman squeezed the armrest of the chair, and was unable to resist the terrible infection between the melody of Huai Shi, almost caught in the deep undercurrent hidden under the calm melody.

That's right, gallop.

Slowly, the rhythm moved forward irresistibly, with the fear of stepping through the gate of hell, he walked into the deepest part of fire and purgatory.

death.

Death is rising, like the shining stars.

It is everywhere, flying from a low melody, across the corpse-ridden corridor, through the tragic **** hell, flying, flying, along with the cadres of the rush, but one step ahead of them.

A step like heaven.

Therefore, everything that is visible is so cruel.

Death, death, death are just ordinary corpses, but they seem to suffer from the ravages of monsters and fall apart. In pain, even death becomes liberated.

Until the end, even the screams in the communication channel had disappeared.

In the silent monitoring room, only the last person was left.

The last "Ghoul" collapsed on the chair, trembling, watching the figure walking towards him step by step, lips humming, opening and closing, but he was speechless.

I want to scream, but I can't make a sound, it seems like a wail, but there is no way to spread in front of this cold atmosphere.

Until the end, the door was pushed open.

The gentle smiling girl stood outside the door, looking at the twisted face.

The white skirt was still spotless.

It's just that the fingernails are painted with crystal red nail polish, and the red ones are desperate.

"Sorry, there is a slight rise in the front, so I didn't pay attention."

Luo Xian bent down, put down the vegetable basket, and turned it over, but there was nothing in the basket. In the end, he could only get up with regret, holding the last remaining item in his hand.

"Onion and beef ribs."

She raised her hands and asked softly, "Which one do you like?"

"..."

In the frozen silence, the last ghoul faced the original monster and finally screamed in despair.

So, in the distant whine melody, a hint of joy suddenly appeared in the note.

Like the song of the devil.

In the examination room, there was silence.

This is the 24th Capriccio, which is not wrong, but it is not what they are familiar with.

At this moment, the inscrutable technique of the broken note was blended together by this strong contagion, and was promoted to a harmonious and harmonious state. From the hands of this unknown young man, there was an unprecedented appearance!

An unprecedented initiative.

There are unprecedented talents!

"... God."

Schlaud bit his finger and stared at the two hands above the string. The five fingers flicked down the rhythm according to the player's intention, and a faint afterimage was drawn under the light, like the magic of the devil. .

The youth's dark eyes were now covered with bloodshot eyes, just like the flames, iron and fire in hell, glowing with fanaticism and intoxication.

After throwing everyone behind him, Huai Shi's eyes were drooping, and he swayed his melody without anybody else.

Such a high degree of self-confidence and calmness is almost the same as just now.

"Incredible ..."

At this moment, all the examiners' eyes were lit up with flames of excitement that did not belong to them. It was like marveling at the spectacle.

"Fantastic! Really wonderful!"

Despite the fact that the hounds hired by him were dead and wounded, the source from the professor watched the sound of **** so excitedly, and laughed in admiration from the darkness.

"Isn't this a song of praise that belongs to hell!" The professor cheered appreciatively, "Is there such an art in the current situation?"

"Almost, almost by the side of such a wonderful work ..." He was almost excited to be unable to himself, "Only this song beats the so-called legendary title!"

.

Huai Shi felt as if he had been ignited by a non-existent karma.

On the title page of the book of destiny, the line of characters is changing wildly, turbulent in the melody, breaking through the limit.

After an instant, the column belonging to the cello has climbed wildly from the original LV6, and after breaking through the limit of LV10, it has reached the jaw-dropping [LV12]!

Break through the realm of mortals and take the lead into the legend.

When the melody of the march seemed to go toward hell, his consciousness seemed to once again escape the shackles of the body, stepping on the invisible melody, as if stepping on the iron ladder, step by step.

Passing through the darkness that has trapped me for a long time, facing the piece of light in the memory that looks like waves, moving forward, along with the hot and cold melody, until this piece of darkness of darkness is thrown behind me and hit into That is bright.

boom!

Nothing Thunder burst from the depths of the skull.

Huai Shi's consciousness suddenly shuddered, and the mingling in front of him disappeared completely, and he finally crossed the invisible boundary.

When he tried to open his eyes, he only saw the endless glow, which raised the tide like the sea. When it was calm, countless brilliant rainbows overlapped in one place and turned into pure silver, reflecting the brilliant stars and the sun above the sky dome.

Huaishi stood between the ocean and the stars, and looked around blankly, as if the shadows of some people were walking around, but they could not see clearly. Those silhouettes drifted away from their own places, melting away in the mist of the distance. Too.

"Unexpectedly." He heard the familiar voice behind him. "Did the melody of the void be used as a ladder to return here again?"

Huai Shi turned back suddenly and saw the crow behind him.

It stood on a rock protruding from the sea, and those eyes were still full of frivolity and unspeakable mercy. But its reflection in the sea is no longer the sight of flying birds, but the stunning silhouette engraved in the memory of Huai Shi.

"Yo, Huai poetry."

In the reflection, she laughed softly, "Welcome to the eternal land where all the miracle prototypes are born again-'Sea of ​​Silver'."

Huai Shi looked at her in amazement and opened his mouth, but he saw that the silhouette in the reflection reached out and gently placed it on his forehead:

"Unfortunately, your time is probably running out ..."

At that moment, Huai Shi felt that the movement suddenly stopped with the bow of the piano.

Immediately afterwards, the slender phantom slender finger was sent forward slightly, and a gravitational force emerged from behind, pulling him to fall toward the void behind him.

In an instant, the stars and the ocean disappeared.

In the last quick glance, Huai Shi only had time to see the lone figure standing between the stars and the ocean, and her feet, the incomplete silhouette hidden under the deep sea surface, so large that even the stars were like dust Torn pawn.

——Abandoned White Queen.

Huai Shi opened his eyes and felt the soreness and fatigue from his limbs.

The movement is over.

He had never thought of it, just playing so exhausted his mind, almost making him unable to stand up tiredly.

It seemed that he exhausted his energy during the difficult and crazy performance, breathing hard, the sweat on the forehead slowly slipped down, dripping from his jaw.

Snapped!

In the fine sound, a dim color was stained on the neck of the cello.

It was like the last straw that crushed the camel. From that wet scar, cracks appeared slowly, unfolding in a bitter, bitter sound, running through the piano. Before he was shocked, he saw strings with cracks and bows in his hands that were about to break.

This old violin that accompanied him for four years finally ushered in his own limits, and ushered in the finale in the final performance.

Huai Shi stared blankly at its crack, and for a long time, regrettably let go. Can only find another craftsman to repair, but I do n’t know if I can find a suitable luthier ...

Heart is heavy.

When he slowly raised his head, he only saw silence.

No one speaks.

Only Vivian slowly took off her glasses and placed them on the table, her fingers shaking slightly.

"what is this?"

She seemed to be immersed in a fanatical and sad melody, her eyes were red, suppressing her hoarse voice.

"This is destiny, my dear." Newman sighed, remembering her premature daughter, reaching for her shoulder and gently pressing on her shoulder: "I think this is unfortunate destiny ..."

In the silence that made Huai Shi particularly disturbed, Li, who was sitting at the front, took the lead and raised his hands, applauded, and offered his own amazement for this wonderful performance.

Immediately afterwards, Huai Shi's incredible applause rang from the old man's hands and almost broke through the entrance to the examination room.

"Perfect! Perfect!"

Schlaud, who woke up from the surprise, took the lead and did not hide his admiration: "Energetic feelings are enough to cover up all the flaws in the technique, the devil's general appeal, you are simply a born musician, Huai, I have foreseen a The appearance of the master, no, the second Paganini! "

"It's hard to imagine that the graceful and peaceful Ms. Ai would teach such a ... wild student ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Newman stepped forward and wanted him to shake hands:" I believe that within two years, Vienna will have Your place. "

Ms. Gran, who kept her expression cool from beginning to end, was more direct. "Is it signed?"

"Huh?" Huai Shi stunned, did not react.

"Huai, EMG welcomes you. Wait a minute, the old ghost of Newman will definitely fart again, but Rolling Stone will always do inexperienced rock. If you don't want to be the accompaniment of others forever, EMG is the best for you." When Huaishi responded, she stuffed a business card with Huaishi: "Consider one ..."

Before she finished, the fat old man of Newman was squeezed aside by weight advantage. The old man from Texas directly grabbed Huai Shi's hands to prevent him from running the road, and then talked about the goodness of the rolling stones.

Surrounded by a group of old ladies with the light of US dollars in their eyes, various business cards were continually stuffed in, and then various questions about his situation came. From when you played the piano to whether you have fallen in love, it seems like a group of gossip reporters ...

"In short, let me say thank you first."

Suddenly Huai Shi opened his mouth, interrupting the words that the old people admired. He carefully placed the cello in his chair, turned around, and bowed graciously.

"Thank you teachers for your appreciation, and thank you for letting me finish this exam, but I wished it."

With that, he lifted his eyes, reached out the gun from his pocket, slowly loaded it, looked around at the stunned faces around him, and said softly:

"Although I'm quite dull, I don't even notice the source of so many deaths outside ... It's not boasting, I am quite sensitive to other people's malice."

"right now--"

He said, "Maybe I can discuss with the gentleman hiding here how the problem should be solved."