Crown of Silence

Chapter 230 Graduation Work (Part 2)

In short, Bai Xi's works are as consistent with her style as ever.

It is simple, direct and brutal, not like the work of a little girl at all. It simply summarizes the violent factors in the entire lower city of Avalon, and gathers all the backgrounds and contents that make men's blood boil.

According to Bai Xi’s description, the entire work is as follows:

In the work, the musician is responsible for controlling two big men armed with crossbows to bravely enter the tiger's den.

One of them wore blue trousers and the other wore red trousers. They were shirtless and had strange streamers on their heads. They fell from the sky and landed on an island occupied by the revolutionary army.

Kill all the way, kill the soldiers, kill the minions, kill the monsters, kill the ghosts, kill anything alive, and finally kill the leader of the revolutionary army who has merged with the natural disaster.

In the end, they fought until there was nothing left to kill. Once they were done, they boarded the airship and left the wretched island that was violently exploding and sinking to the bottom of the sea.

Moreover, Bai Xi is also unique in designing eight hidden underwater levels for experiencers to discover.

However, the whole process was extremely difficult. The two shirtless guys would die as long as they were hit by a crossbow or hit by an enemy. Experiencers have a total of three rebirth opportunities. After three times, they can only start again...

However, the author is Bai Xi, so...she hid a command in it. As long as a specific note is entered, the number of rebirths will become thirty!

"I told you, no author access is allowed!"

Ye Qingxuan knocked her on the head angrily: "Why is this little girl's family so violent? It's all about beating and killing. Can't you come up with something a little warmer?"

"Warmth? Sorry, no."

Bai Xi rolled his eyes, "Then you'd better show me the warmth."

"Like a dress-changing game where a little girl travels around the world?"

"Are you a pervert for changing a girl's clothes?"

"For example, in order to save a school that was about to be abandoned, seven girls stood up and went through all kinds of hardships, and finally became musicians together?"

"No one died, what's the point? Why didn't you say they followed a monkey to Tianzhu to get music?"

"..."

Ye Qingxuan was speechless for a while. He couldn't understand what was going on in Bai Xi's mind.

"Anyway, this won't work."

"why not!"

“First, it’s too violent and has no technical content.

Second, the process is long, the task is large, and there is a lot of content, so there is no time at all.

Third, some content requires advanced music theory and complex structures to support, and I am afraid that only a resonance-level musician can complete it. But the teacher has absolutely no time now.

So, no. "

"cut."

Bai Xi glared at him unhappily: "I don't want this, I don't want that either, just get rid of everything and make a graduation project with nothing at all!"

"How can that be..."

Ye Qingxuan was halfway through speaking when he suddenly got stuck, as if he was stunned.

Xia Er and Bai Xi next to him were confused when they saw his dull look, but no matter how they called, Ye Qingxuan frowned, looked thoughtful, and muttered something to himself.

Seeing his appearance, Charles frowned, and suddenly fell silent, falling into the same deep thought.

Seeing that both of them had entered a state of psychosis, Bai Xi curled his lips, ignored them, picked up Lao Fei and bent to the side.

After a long time, Ye Qingxuan raised his head:

"Junior brother, you and I are thinking about the same thing, right?"

"I think there should be nothing wrong with it."

"...Don't want anything, it seems to work."

"If it really goes according to our control."

“The process is short, but it can be very long.”

"Although the structure is complex, it is actually the repeated application of a single music theory, and it can be completed even at the rhythm level."

"I've calculated it, and there shouldn't be any problem with the workload."

"How to make specific divisions?"

"I have a new idea, but I need to divide the labor well."

"There are only two of us, so there should be no problem with our cooperation, but I have a new idea here, how about..."

The two of them were completely immersed in the idea, exchanging ideas with each other, sketching notes on paper, and starting to experiment on site.

Abraham quietly watched them focus on their discussion. After a long time, he laughed and left quietly.

This is probably satisfaction, right?

——

Two days later, late at night.

Royal Faction, in the studio, Karen, with red eyes, sat back on his chair, opened a can of beer, drank it down in one gulp, and let out a tired groan.

Beside him, his teammates were also exhausted, drinking coffee to refresh themselves, and seizing the time to continue working on the graduation project in front of them.

"It's finally almost finished, please work harder."

Karen patted her friend on the shoulder and said, "I'll treat everyone to breakfast after this is done."

"To be honest, I just want to sleep."

The teammate raised his eyelids sleepily, "Who will give me a refreshing spell? I want to increase the amount."

The person next to him threw a frost ray over without raising his head. The ray stuck to his face, and even his hair froze into strips, and he suddenly woke up.

"Thanks."

The teammate's teeth chattered and he uttered an inarticulate voice: "Karen, have you mastered the difficulty control? Come and help me if you've mastered it. Balanced music theory is my worst area. I think I'm going to go crazy if this continues."

Hearing what he said, Karen suddenly smiled bitterly.

"Wait a moment, I'll come over after I finally adjust the difficulty."

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and regained his spirits - music theory is like a mathematical formula. Sometimes if a note is wrong, or the beat is a little slower, the final effect will be completely different. .

Moreover, he is now responsible for the most troublesome part of the entire process.

——Difficulty control.

The day after tomorrow is the final round of the school anniversary trial. At that time, the works of all graduates will be announced, and other students will also spend credits to experience the works.

All credits earned belong to the production team and will be included in the final assessment.

Of course, in order to attract more students to spend credits to try their own works, the production team will allocate certain credits to those who break the level.

Only in this way will people try it, and the more people who try it, the better. Of course, in order to ensure that the difficulty of the work is not so difficult that it cannot be solved, the production team must be able to solve it in a reasonable way.

Therefore, a problem arises.

——How to increase the difficulty while ensuring that you can pass the level?

And this raises another question: After ensuring such a high level of difficulty, how to attract more people to experience it?

This is a headache for all graduates. Ensure the balance between difficulty and attractiveness. The difficulty should not be too high and scare most people away, nor should the difficulty be too low and make you lose all your money.

Therefore, the difficulty control here must be repeatedly considered.

During the long test, time passed by minute by minute...

——

Department of Music History, basement.

Under a lone lamp, Charles held his notepad in his hand and buried himself in writing: "At 4:30 in the morning, the first test was started..."

Soon, he looked up: "Start."

Ye Qingxuan nodded and suddenly pressed the button.

Then……

Bang!

The crimson color swept across instantly, and the whole small building of the Department of Music and History suddenly shook, leaving the basement in a mess. Ye Qingxuan and Charles were all scorched black, and were slapped against the wall by the instantaneous explosion of air pressure.

Fortunately, the protective measures were in place and nothing happened.

In the human-shaped depression on the wall, Ye Qingxuan spit out the dust in his mouth and felt a buzzing in his ears.

Charles got up from the ground in disgrace and looked around blankly.

"What happened? Did it explode?"

"..."

Ye Qingxuan was silent and just looked at him resentfully.

Charlotte suddenly looked distressed: "Junior brother, you can't look at me! It's really none of my business if this thing explodes! You can't let me take the blame, right?"

Ye Qingxuan sighed, got up and rechecked the information recorded in the Requiem barrier. Soon, the reason came out.

"Well, there is a conflict in the music theory of the sequence. In the structure here, redundant notes are constantly produced, and the extra notes are inserted into the second musical passage, forming an endless loop."

He held his chin and looked at the music score in front of him, "The structure of this interval is indeed not stable enough and needs to be revised."

It's just that it's quite a headache to change it. This is one of the most important intervals. It can be said that it affects the whole body. Once it is changed, the subsequent music theory must be adjusted and coordinated accordingly, and it is almost equivalent to overthrowing the whole music theory. Done.

"What if, like this?"

Next to him, after watching it for a long time, Charles stretched out his hand and made gestures on the movement, adding a new sustain line and repeating runes. Instead of directly solving the fundamental problem, he chose to treat the symptoms: add the resulting endless loop. Went to other places that were out of the way.

To be honest, this trick was extremely evil and not a serious music theory solution at all, but Charles was able to make up for it with his own flash of inspiration.

Ye Qingxuan was stunned for a moment, grinned and gave a thumbs up:

"Thumbs up!"

Ciel nodded and carefully took a few steps back: "Then, let's start the second test."

Ye Qingxuan nodded, stood next to him, and suddenly pressed the start button.

Then……

--boom!

This time, even the lights were blown away. Charles and Ye Qingxuan were slapped side by side on the ceiling, unable to pull them out... Fortunately, this area was a temporary isolation area they set up with a Requiem barrier, and there was no movement inside. It won't affect the outside at all.

Otherwise, Bai Xi, who was woken up, would come down and kick the door.

"Junior brother, what's the problem this time?"

Ye Qingxuan coughed hard, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and stammered: "Why is there an extra glide symbol in the sixth and sixth intervals?"

"...Okay, this time it's my fault."

"It's yours originally, how about we try adding a restoration mark?"

"Sounds good, then, the third time..."

boom!