Crown of Silence

Chapter 229 Graduation Project (Part 1)

"Cheers!"

Beside the dining table, Charles, who was completely drunk, was screaming and cheering.

Bai Xi sat next to him holding Lao Fei and rolled his eyes helplessly. Ye Qingxuan smiled and continued to eat his dinner. Abraham was also dragged out of his study today to participate in the celebration.

Having survived the first two rounds of the anniversary trial, Charles was sure to graduate with enough credits. No wonder he was so happy: he had never thought that he would graduate one day.

"Angel, I'm here! The world, I'm here! Pretty girls, I'm here!" Charles screamed, running around the dining table excitedly to vent his excitement. Bai Xi was so annoyed by him that she stretched out her leg and tripped him onto the carpet.

After falling, Charles finally sobered up a little. He grabbed a tissue to plug his nostrils and crawled back to the table to finish his meal - although he couldn't eat anymore, it was a rare meat, it would be a pity to waste it!

Ye Qingxuan sighed helplessly: "Brother, don't be happy too early, there will be the last round in two days."

"The last round is just a show, what are you afraid of?"

Char whistled: "Don't worry, with my brother here, it's absolutely a sure thing, no problem!"

"..."

Ye Qingxuan was full, put down his fork, and began to face the question he didn't want to face:

"--The last day of the graduation work exhibition, how is your graduation work going?"

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The last trial, the graduation work exhibition, is a fixed program.

In fact, this is a sure thing, because as long as you make anything, everyone generally won't find fault in this link, even if you do the worst, it's just a loss of credits.

For musicians, the graduation works of each academy are completely different, which is determined by the local culture and the purpose of the academy.

For example, the graduation work of the Rock Iron Academy in Asgard is a musician who carries a hook and paddles down the icy abyss to hunt the monsters in it.

In India, students' graduation works are in the form of "debating the law" to discuss music theory with their masters in the monastery.

In some places, the graduation work... is to kill their own teachers.

Of course, the Royal Academy of Music cannot use such a cruel method. It is better to say... the process is quite, um, "unique".

Two hundred years ago, when the graduation work of the academy was still "composition", there was a sewer repairman in the academy who taught himself...

This self-taught repairman was accepted by the academy as an exception and graduated with excellent results. However, because his foundation was too weak and he was not good at composing, he used an alternative method to show his attainments in music theory.

- He applied for the right to use the "Requiem Fantasy" and then created new content... Yes, it was the fantasy that everyone used when playing hide-and-seek on the first day, but it was hundreds of times smaller.

In that fantasy, the musician needs to use musical notes to control a sewer repairman to go on adventures, defeat various demons and devils, and save the princess who was kidnapped...

This graduation work was well received at the time and was welcomed by all students. It almost set off a storm in the musician world and swept all colleges around the world.

There were even students who were seriously addicted to it and dropped out of school because of it. Later, this work was also implanted into the musician's portable tool - the ether ball - by alchemists in the format of a movement, so that the majority of musicians could play it when they were free.

In the eyes of the school, this work not only presents the author's attainments in music and the mastery of music theory rules, but also involves the resonance level's use of ether and the ingenuity of the maker, etc.

In short, Ye Qingxuan didn't know what was going on.

Anyway, since then, graduation works have become of this type.

Due to the huge workload, graduates often work together to complete it. Basically, each department has its own masterpiece, and the best of the year will be sent to the Holy City to be evaluated by musicians and widely circulated.

Being able to stand out like this during studenthood is simply the best way to become famous.

Over the years, excellent works have continued to emerge.

In order to produce their own graduation works, some people often start preparing a year before graduation. For a guy like Xia Er who has never thought about graduation and has been held back for thousands of years, he has never thought about this. Now it’s too late for Ye Qingxuan to cram.

"There are only two days left. Brother, you won't have any problems, right?"

"Don't worry, it's almost done!"

Charles drank and patted his chest wildly: "All the music theory in it is simply impeccable, highlighting my brilliant inspiration.

Through this work, I expressed the impermanence of life, the changes of the world and the uncertainty of fate, and even exaggerated the sad atmosphere of a last-ditch battle. It's simply perfect!"

"..."

The more he listened to him, the more unsure Ye Qingxuan felt: "Anyway, let's take it out and have a look."

Charles smiled mysteriously, snapped his fingers, and used the producer authority temporarily issued to him by the school to mobilize the barrier.

Bang!

A low muffled sound.

Suddenly, a 1.5-meter-high iron box appeared in the center of the hall. It looked like a recently developed refrigeration refrigerator. There was a pull rod with a suspicious function on the right side of the box.

In the center of the box, there are three vertically arranged wheels with various patterns painted on them. It seems that they can be turned by just pulling the lever. There is also a circle of dazzling colored lights surrounding the wheel.

All in all, it doesn’t look like a good thing!

"What the hell is this?"

Ye Qingxuan felt a little headache.

"My graduation project! Here, let me play it for you!"

Charles stepped forward and suddenly pulled the lever. Then, the entire machine suddenly emitted a burst of extremely sad nursery rhyme music.

The colored lights around the turntable shone brightly, dazzling those who were illuminated.

Then, the three wheels that were mostly embedded inside the machine began to rotate crazily, and the patterns on them changed like a revolving lantern, and finally stopped slowly.

At the end, there was a soft sound of coins colliding from the iron box, and a lot of coins fell out from the opening below amid the crazy flashing of colored lights.

"..."

Ye Qingxuan's entire body had turned to stone.

"this one?"

"this one."

Ciel nodded, "You only need to spend credits to use it. As long as the patterns on it are put into a certain combination, you can get varying amounts of credits. There is no access to the credit calculator yet, so I will use coins instead.

Anyway, after finishing it, I finished two of them myself and couldn't stop. I almost put all my drink money in it and I still haven't taken it out yet. "

Ye Qingxuan felt that his eyes were darkened, and there were thousands of words that he could not express.

He walked around the machine twice, and finally his eyes fell on the three wheels: "What...is that painted on it?"

"As expected of my junior brother, he can always grasp the key points!"

Ciel whistled, "Look, this is the pineapple in the backyard of the Academy of Revelation, this is the banana in the backyard of the Royal Academy, this is the cherry in the backyard of the Academy of Change, and this, this is my proud work, senior brother, a stroke of Just draw the five-pointed star!

How about it? Is it awesome? If you want to learn, I can teach you! "

"This...why does the dog head look a bit like Lao Fei?"

"It's Lao Fei!"

Charles slapped his thigh and said excitedly: "Senior brother, I drew it stroke by stroke according to Lao Fei! How does it feel? Does it look like? This is the ultimate reward. If you shake out three Lao Fei, you can earn credits. Turn it over hundreds of times!”

Senior brother, your painting level is still at the stage of eight years old!

Ye Qingxuan no longer had the energy to speak, and just wanted to drink some wine to get drunk. But Charles still pulled him, talking endlessly about his design ideas and the bright future of this thing, and in the end he came up with the name.

"Well, how about I name him Blood Lion? Isn't he very domineering and mighty?"

"Why does this name have a subtle sense of deception? Besides, there is no blood or lion in it, right?"

"That's called 'Duke Destruction'!"

"veto."

"Diablo 4."

"Do you want to graduate in ten years? And you don't even have 123!"

"Half-Life 3?"

"Shut up!"

"..."

Charles talked for a long time and finally stopped. Ye Qingxuan was already dizzy and felt that his IQ was plummeting. In order to save the people of the college and to keep their credits, the young man slapped the table angrily and announced:

"——In short, this thing is completely useless!"

-

Soon, they were back at the table.

Ye Qingxuan sighed, "In other words, senior brother, it took you a month to make a gambling machine?"

Charles was anxious: "I'm sure this thing is very promising! When the time comes, we will definitely be able to live a happy life of sleeping on the lapis lazuli just by licensing it!"

"...Senior brother, do you still want to graduate?"

Ye Qingxuan's words stuck in Charles's heart. He reluctantly sighed and gave up the idea: "Now that things have happened, there is no way to change the settings again.

Where do we find new scripts? "

"script?"

Bai Xi next to him smiled mischievously: "I have the script."

"..."

"..."

Ye Qingxuan and Xia Er looked at her as if they had seen a ghost. Bai Xi was a little shocked by this look, "Why are you looking at me like this? I occasionally want to contribute to everyone, okay?" !”

"Yi Zi..." Charles sighed with tears in his eyes, "Bai Xi has grown up."

Ye Qingxuan's eyes were also red and he wiped the corners of his eyes: "Well, senior brother, I'm so happy."

What answered them was the compound runes of 'Source' and 'Frost', and a large basin of ice water fell from the sky, cooling their hearts.

"Is it over yet?"

Bai Xi glared at them, "If you want it, don't forget it!"

"I want it!"

Ye Qingxuan nodded quickly. At least Bai Xi was willing to help. Even if he couldn't help, this heart made him and Xiaer feel happy.

Soon, with the two people talking and coaxing, Bai Xi finally revealed his plan.

"This work is called 'Warrior of the Soul'. In Tianzhu language, it is called Soul..."