I’ll Add Points To All Things

Now that the lottery was over, Su Yang accepted his fate.

He went to the toilet to wash his face, stopped the nosebleed, and lamented how difficult his fate was.

You know it's not that good.

In the past few days, I have just realized what I want, and adding a lot of lottery is not a disadvantage, even if I find a child, I can go home by myself.

Sure enough... destiny is here to give itself a big one.

He is so handsome that fate is jealous.

Su Yang looked at himself in the mirror with a bruised nose and a swollen face. He wanted to cry without tears.

After resting his mood, Su Yang left the room.

Although the English ability has not been obtained, Su Yang still has hope. After all, there is still a month and a half before the final exam, and it will be close to two months. By then, the cooling time of [Lucky Disfigured Brick] will end, and he will still Can bet again.

If he fails again, he may be about to usher in his first college hang...

He also thought about taking a photo of himself before the exam, but this ability is only 30 minutes, and the exam always requires entering the exam room in advance, plus the time for handing out the exam paper, it is estimated that ten minutes will be good for him to answer the question.

Ten minutes was simply not enough time for him to pass the exam.

He tried it just now, and this good luck didn't mean that he could know the answer by seeing the fill in the blank. He had to read the question and think about it before he had a hunch: he had to choose this one.

As for guessing the answer without reading the question... It is estimated that there is still a slight chance that Su Yang will slap his face flat.

Of course, in addition to continuing to play bricks and pumping his abilities, he has another choice: to study English seriously by himself. He thought for a while, um... With that time, he could probably improve to near full marks in other subjects.

just forget it.

Everyone's talent is different, don't change anything.

After preparing for the second lottery draw, Su Yang returned to the desk and looked at the reward this time.

I have to say, [Lucky Disfigurement Brick] is still useful, otherwise Su Yang doesn't know how long it will take to know, it turns out that if three random abilities are found, he will get an ability-related item.

Su Yang first clicked to acquire the ability, and suddenly a series of knowledge related to guitar playing and singing poured into his mind, including how to hold a guitar, how to read music, how to play and spin, how to play and sing, etc.

Those knowledge and skills are integrated into him like instinct, and he is as familiar with guitar as a guitar singer who has played and sung professionally for seven or eight years.

If he had to describe his strength, he would be infinitely close to the level of a professional guitarist, far exceeding that of guitar lovers.

And unlike the first ability [Close Fighting], maybe because guitar playing and singing requires a certain amount of music theory knowledge, Su Yang has a lot of music theory knowledge in his mind.

This allows him to understand by analogy, many instruments can be played a few times, and he can even make a song or two by himself (it just doesn't necessarily sound good).

After all, the music theory is the same...

Surprise surprise.

The injustice in Su Yang's heart gradually calmed down a lot. This ability is useless as well.

He picked up the sheet music on the table again. He had the basic ability to play and sing. Su Yang hummed involuntarily.

Although he is not a professional, but relying on his near-professional guitar playing and singing skills, Su Yang judged that the level of this song is roughly similar to the more common songs on the albums of some second-tier singers. But becoming a famous song is mostly not achieved.

With some basic knowledge of music, Su Yang searched for relevant sheet music through various software and websites, and found that it was a completely original piece of music.

This system is getting better and better...

However, I don't want to be an actor or a star.

I just want to make money in a low-key way!

How to make money with this ability?

Moreover, it is still a loser to buy a guitar for this broken ability!

...

Early the next morning, Su Yang went to the guitar shop and spent 300 yuan to buy an entry-level guitar.

Because he thought about it all night: people have good and bad luck, and maybe one day he will live on the street and have no food, and then he can still rely on this guitar to buy art on the flyover.

When buying a guitar, he passed by the bank and gave his parents 3,000 yuan. Now that he is rich, he should also let his parents improve his life.

However, his parents never wanted the money. After all, it was hard earned by the child. In big cities, money was spent everywhere. The old couple couldn't create a fairer condition for the child than other children, but they didn't want to drag the child down either.

In the end, it was Su Yang who said whatever, and they accepted it, but they only said that they would save a wife for Su Yang.

Su Yang didn't care either. The old man is like that.

This money is placed with them, and if something happens, it will be used. Even if it is not used, put it with them, and they will be at ease in their hearts.

The older generation has come from hard times, and there are always some Chinese people who are hard-working and have the spirit to save their savings.

With the guitar and the 10,000 yuan deposited in the bank card, Su Yang came to the school humming a song.

He went to the liberal arts college to find a small unoccupied garden and sat down. Then he took out his guitar and fiddled with the strings twice. The pictures in his memory kept flashing, and the guitar in front of him seemed to be the one he played since he was young Best friend, very familiar, no longer the jerky feeling before.

Su Yang played the five guitar strings one after the other. With his many years of experience in guitar playing and singing, he could tell with his flesh that all the tones were wrong.

According to his feeling, he tried to tune the strings one by one, and after a full five minutes of tossing, the pitch sticker of the five strings of the guitar matched the pitch in his memory.

But it can only be done to this extent, the tone of this guitar is still far from the good guitar in his memory, after all, this is just an entry-level guitar.

After tuning the tune, Su Yang held the guitar and looked at the flowers and plants in the small garden, not knowing what to play for a while...

Play something... I don't seem to listen to many songs.

Su Yang looked at the garden in silence for a while, remembering a song he once heard.

He tried a few chords at random and sang quietly...

I have been blown by countless cold winds through my chest

I was forced by distant dreams to look up at the stars

I have been ridiculed countless times

let me give up my music dream

I have been surrounded by countless loess

drown my surging surging...

The small garden gradually reverberated with the singing voice of a boy quietly confiding...

...

As the group secretary of the Chinese Language and Literature Class I of the Faculty of Letters of Modu University, Chu Xia was actually very busy.

Not only to organize the students to complete the tasks of the teacher, but also to help the students to deal with the teacher, bah, to help the students to explain the reasons.

Even if there are no classes, you have to go to the department and the courtyard. After all, in addition to the teachers, there will also be the student council and various tasks of the instructor.

Today, she just came out of the meeting of the Literature and Art Department of the Student Union. Magic University and two other schools jointly held a campus singer competition. The Literature and Art Department assigned tasks to require at least one participant in each class.

She came out of the meeting and walked to the dormitory. When she passed a small garden, she heard someone playing a guitar.

She liked music since she was a child, and she was familiar with all kinds of musical instruments, so she quietly took a detour into the small garden.

Entering the small garden, what caught my eye was the back of a boy who was blocked by a small flower bed. The boy was holding a guitar and tuning.

"Tuning by ear." Chu Xia was secretly surprised.

This technique is not too difficult, it mainly requires a certain talent, good ears, and proficiency, generally only musicians who have been immersed in it for many years.

And now is a technological society after all, no matter how developed the human ear is, it is not as accurate as a tuner.

So it is rare to see such a guitarist who tunes by the human ear.

And listening to the tone changes of the strings, Chu Xia was sure that this person definitely didn't use a tuner to tune it well, and then fiddled with his hands twice to make a pattern, but really listened to one note by one note, one note by another. .

Soon, the strings were tuned, and the boy seemed to be silent for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking.

Chu Xia waited for two minutes, but the boy didn't play or sing.

Just when Chu Xia thought that this boy was a god, he didn't plan to play and sing, and was about to leave.

Suddenly a few simple chords, a very magnetic, moving, and somewhat familiar voice sounded in her ears...

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There will be an update next week, and strive to add at least one update every two days, everyone, please don't rush me... I really haven't saved the manuscript. I've been working hard these days to write...