Learning Demon Cultivation System

Li Zheng looked up: "Huh?"

Lin Yujing was silent.

Li Zheng shook his head and continued to rub.

Not long after, another 'boom' stomped his foot.

Li Zheng looked up again: "Huh?"

"You..." Lin Yujing twitched for a moment, and managed to squeeze out a few words, "You said it yourself."

"Say what?"

Boom!Stamp again.

Li Zheng thought about it, and soon smiled.

Sure enough, after hearing the sound of my piano, she still couldn't help but want to cooperate.

But it was so inconsistent before.

Now, I just want to find a step down.

"Okay." Li Zheng raised his hand and smiled, "I want to collaborate with you on a song, can I trouble you to find the guitar accompaniment sheet music."

Lin Yujing finally didn't stomp her feet this time, she just twisted her body, and looked through her hair: "Then...then you have to pay...November 11st, remember..."

"???" Li Zheng looked puzzled, "Did I miss a word?"

Boom boom boom!

Lin Yujing stomped her foot three times.

"Scum! Stupid! Pig! Hoof! Son!"

"???" Li Zheng fell into deep reflection.

I have to pay it back?

What else?

February 11th?

What is this...

and many more……

Is it...

"You...know about me...tomorrow?" Li Zheng swallowed.

Lin Yujing said nothing, expressing her acquiescence.

"So, you're November... 11st?"

stomp!Say yes.

This time Li Zheng understood the situation just now.

She is exchanging birthday presents by taking part in the performance as a bargaining chip.

Humph, what a childish woman.

But having said that, Lin Yujing was indeed asked this time, and she didn't say anything about exchanging this for future birthday presents.

"Okay, okay, deal." Li Zheng nodded generously, "November 11st, right? I remember."

"~~~~~~"

"Why are you shaking?"

Lin Yujing was shaking comfortably, so she sat up straight and turned around, straightened her hair, and said casually, "Then...you play an etude first, you have to pass the test."

When Li Zheng heard this, his eyes widened.

Everyone panicked.

Although he is a master of music theory and a professional string player.

But in fact.

Not a single song.

It's like a master with top-level internal strength and mental skills, but he can't even fight military boxing.

This is very embarrassing.

Seeing this, Lin Yujing curled her mouth, "Ha! A scumbag who can only tune strings."

"Damn it..." Li Zheng scratched his head irritably.

No, at least play something.

Think about it.

The most familiar melody.

It can only be that.

Around that melody, come up with tricks.

According to the mathematical laws of temperament matching and the mathematical principles of chords, supplemented by commonly used soundtrack sets...

Li Zheng lowered his head and rubbed the two thickest strings with his left hand.

After tapping the piano body twice to find the beat, the right hand cuts in at the right time, and the thumb quickly plucks the two thick strings.

The emotional bass accompaniment "boom boom" sounded.

Even though it's played on guitar, this up-tempo bass is remarkably bass-like.

This series of quick plucking also shocked Lin Yujing into a frenzy, and she opened her mouth slightly.

But the frizz didn't last long.

Because Li Zheng started singing.

"Two, tigers..."

"Two, tigers..."

"Run fast (broken sound)..."

Half a minute later, the song "Two Tigers" was sung.

Li Zheng pressed the strings to tune in, and looked up with an air: "Hmph, how is it?"

Lin Yujing was still in the middle of "exploding my hair" and "let me die", and couldn't say a word.

God-level accompaniment, combined with a ghostly singing voice, it feels like eating a cheesecake with soy sauce.

After a long time, Lin Yujing finally said what she wanted to say half a minute ago: "You still...don't open your mouth."

"Oh?" Li Zheng raised his eyebrows, "That is to say, are you satisfied with my fingering?"

Although very reluctant, Lin Yujing still bit her lip and nodded: "Give it a try..."

Chapter 188

At three o'clock sharp, the interview with Class [-] and [-] of Senior High School ended.

Several class committee members were interviewed, but it was Liu Xin who was familiar with Li Zheng the most, because his image was too "mature" and not suitable for appearing on camera.

The next class is physical education, Tang Zhifei originally wanted to get dirty.

But before Liu Xiaodong left, he told her to watch Li Zheng's rehearsal, so she had no choice but to miss this physical education class.

After Tang Zhifei asked Jiang Qinghua to take his flute, he dragged his confidant out of the teaching building together.

What is a confidant?

Confidentiality is the confidant.

Only when he was alone with Jiang Qinghua, Tang Zhifei would occasionally reveal some troubles.

"Why are they creating opportunities for them? What can I do as a head teacher?" Tang Zhifei walked away angrily.

"..." Jiang Qinghua followed behind, feeling a little awkward, "It's easy to say anything else, why are you pulling me?"

Tang Zhifei turned his head and cast a trusting look: "With you here, they will restrain themselves a bit, right?"

"Ah..." Jiang Qinghua looked blank, "I... don't... think so."

"Be confident, Qinghua." Tang Zhifei glanced at the flute in Jiang Qinghua's hand, "Li Zheng must be a music idiot, at most he can knock on a triangle or something, and he can't find any shows to watch. I will help you later, let Your Xiao joins in and leads the show."

Jiang Qinghua's expression brightened.

So many days of confidants are not in vain!

With the appointment of the teacher in charge, Jiang Qinghua swept away the gloom and nodded vigorously: "Don't worry, Teacher Tang, I am absolutely confident in my flute skills."

Soon, the two had already walked to the music classroom.

You can clearly hear voices coming from inside——

Li Zheng: "Let's do it again."

Lin Yujing: "Three times...uh..."

Li Zheng: "But I'm still not happy enough, I feel like I can go faster."

Lin Yujing: "It's already very fast... I won't be able to handle it any sooner..."

Li Zheng: "Come on."

Lin Yujing: "Aren't you... not tired?"

Li Zheng: "That's it? You're not tired from morning to night. Besides, I think you're having a great time too. Let's do it again."

Lin Yujing: "It's cool...forget it, I can't stand you, let's do it again~~"

Li Zheng: "YES!"

In front of the door.

Tang Zhifei and Jiang Qinghua trembled at the same time.

No, not a shudder, but a constant shudder.

Jiang Qinghua's hands froze and he dropped his flute.

Tang Zhifei sprained his foot and his shoes ran away.

He didn't pick up his flute.

She didn't look for her shoes either.

Only the four eyes meet, and the three views collapse.

Tang Zhifei: "You—you—you—have you heard—seeed—?"

Jiang Qinghua: "Listen-see-it."

Tang Zhifei: "How-what-do?"

Jiang Qinghua: "You - are - are - old - teachers - ah."

Tang Zhifei: "Would--w--report--?"

Jiang Qinghua: "I-feel-de-can-can."

Tang Zhifei: "Are you—are—going—to—?"

Jiang Qinghua: "Ah—"

Tang Zhifei: "Why-what--don't-scare-me-"

Jiang Qinghua: "You-smell-smell-a-stink-smell-did-have-"

Just as Tang Zhifei was looking for shoes in a panic.

Suddenly, an incredible guitar sound came from inside.

The weird thing is that this level of performance only exists in music players.