Old-time musicians

"Soga..."

"Senior is so awesome!"

"Which song by Shostakovich is it specifically? Can you send me the score for study? If it's too late and it's inconvenient, you can tell me the name first and I'll look for it myself~"

"Crab [animated expression] will treat you to dinner another day!"

Xu Xinyi, the choir's current singing partner, sent four or five messages back to Fan Ning in a row.

...Although this cute school girl’s chatting method is correct, is her preference a bit unique? Fan Ning's right index finger tapped the back of the phone case.

After returning to the environment of Blue Star, he felt that some of his personality, habits and memories from his previous life were gradually recovering.

All the school girls who play piano are particularly fond of Chopin and often ask for advice on it. However, this is probably the first time that I have seen him become interested in "Lao Xiao" to the extent that he even wants to study the score.

Fan Ning was a little confused, but it was not an important matter.

The full title of "Shostakovich's Symphony No. 9 in E flat major" flashed through his mind. As the composer typed the first six characters again, those familiar notes seemed to be about to open the floodgates. Desire wants to flow out of my mind.

But the next moment, he suddenly deleted the six words he typed.

"Paper No. 7 of the Sound Series Fragment!?" Although the invisible power could not be used for some reason, a sense of vigilance came from the depths of the spiritual world.

He re-clicked on the picture of the abbreviated piano score of "Xiao Jiu" sent by Xu Xinyi.

Zoom in and slide to take a closer look at every detail.

Then, he found faint marks circled by pencil on several chords and bass notes.

Fan Ning's eyes froze.

"Hello passengers, you have arrived at your destination safely... Please pay attention to avoid pedestrians and vehicles before opening the door. Please pay attention to the safety of the surrounding environment. You are welcome to use it again."

As the arrival announcement of the online car-hailing service rang in my ears, the car stopped at the gate of a commercial housing complex in the urban-rural fringe with a very low occupancy rate.

Fan Ning packed her bag and got out of the car without saying a word.

Under the dim streetlight, he stepped through the useless revolving community gate and walked towards a unit deep inside.

“Ding ding ding dong dong dong ding ding ding dong——”

Suddenly the phone rang with WeChat voice.

Fan Ning's whole body was refreshed, thinking that his father was finally connected to the Internet, but when he raised his phone and saw -

The name on the call was not Fan Chenxun, but steel partner Xu Xinyi!

Her profile picture is a selfie of a girl sitting in front of the piano. She has shoulder-length black hair with slightly curled ends, and a quirky and playful expression.

Fan Ning frowned instinctively. Although this school girl was very cute and had gotten along well with her in the past, his personal relationship with her didn't seem to be close enough to allow him to make direct calls late at night.

He declined the call request.

And it was too much of a coincidence.

When he realized that this piece of music was one of the fragments of the sound series, he felt an uneasy alarm.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

"Senior?"

"[animated emoticon]"

Xu Xinyi sent three more messages.

Then Fan Ning realized a more direct problem:

The direct reason for the voice call from this school girl seemed to be because she hesitated to delete it after typing it, then got off the car and walked a distance, and did not reply to her for more than ten minutes.

Late at night, I asked myself about a work and asked for a score, and then I didn’t receive a reply for ten minutes, so I just called him via voicemail?

It might be better not to think about this matter in detail. If you do,

Fan Ning, who had already stepped into the unit building, suddenly felt a little chilly all over.

The elevator is going down.

After thinking for a while, he picked up his mobile phone and faced the continuous messages and [Rejected] records sent by his schoolmates on the chat interface. He quickly entered a line of words in a calm and questioning tone:

"By the way, where did you find the picture..."

The other party quickly replied:

"I came across this while browsing online. I thought about the sound effects and thought it was interesting, so I came to ask you."

The light in the corridor was a bit dazzling, and Fan Ning narrowed his eyes slightly.

This was obviously something I took on my phone! Where did she get it from the Internet?

This abbreviated piano score of "Xiao Jiu" comes from a sight-reading case in a reference book "Orchestral Score Reading" that I bought. Fan Ning just remembered it after he discovered the pencil marks he had sketched after zooming in. .

What is she going to do? There are 11 fragments of music from the old industrial world, and there are more than one photo that I took on Blue Star. Why do I care about this Shostakovich work only?

What would happen if I subconsciously told her the title of the work, or found the score file directly on the Internet and sent it to her?

Fan Ning recalled the feeling when he was about to type his full name and the familiar notes were about to burst out of his memory.

"Qiong told me to be careful about 'Miss Crimson' before we parted. I promised with all my heart, but something unexpected happened in the blink of an eye. There must be something wrong with all this... Could it be that the initiator behind that token was Is it 'Miss Crimson'? Or the other apostle on the opposite side of her game? "What is the other party's intention?"

"If this is a dream, the other party seems to want to know something from me, but it cannot directly read my deep knowledge, and it may not even be able to directly see the pictures of the modern world that I have seen. So it can only use some of my surface memories and use special media to quietly guide out the deep information it wants to know?"

"But this is just a guess. I can't completely rule out the possibility of returning to Blue Star. Which experience before the concert fell into a coma is the 'reality before waking up from the dream'? It's really hard to tell... In addition, I have lost my invisible power, so I dare not mess around here, and I dare not try to wake up by hurting myself or destroying external objects..."

Fan Ning watched the LCD logo of the elevator descend layer by layer, and his brain was working rapidly.

"Senior, tell me quickly~"

"[Voice message] (13s)"

"[Voice message] (59s)"

"[Voice message] (59s)"

Four consecutive prompt tones sounded again.

"Ding Dong——" The elevator door opened and Fan Ning stepped in.

The building he rented, which was convenient for commuting, was located in a remote area with a very low occupancy rate, but the rent was cheap and it was newly built not long ago. The lighting facilities were complete and the ground was brand new and clean, which was far less dim than outside the community.

But this choir girl asked about a piece of work for no reason in the middle of the night, and she made a long voice message and made such abnormal and neurotic behavior that made him feel a little creepy.

He glanced at the little red dot on the right side of the voice message, and then directly clicked on the upper right corner of the business card - "Delete Contact", and his thumb hovered above the "Confirm" button.

But after thinking about it, I didn't press it, but still tried to reply to the other party:

"My first feeling about this score should be Shostakovich, but I can't remember which one it is [laughing and crying]."

"I'm going to sleep first. If I remember it tomorrow, I'll tell you."

The other party continued to type out a reply quickly:

"You must know it, right?"

"Senior, I have been paying attention to you and know where you live after graduation. If you can't remember it for a while, I can accompany you tonight to think about it together."

"I'll wait for you at your door~"

The elevator door slowly closed and the floor began to rise.