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In the faculty dormitory, Yexiu worked hard to cook, and the guy who lost his temper in class just now was sticking to him like a koala, smiling, and he didn't look angry at all.

With water on his hands, Ye Xiu turned his head and placed the corners of his forehead against Jing Yun's, taking his temperature. He didn't pick up a piece of fruit and feed it to his mouth until he was sure that his temperature was normal. ?”

Enjoying the feeding of his own children, Jing Yun was very satisfied, leaning his chin on his shoulder, half-closed his eyes, lazy like a big cat, "You said before that you would play that song to me."

At that time, Jing Yun was ill, and he was in a daze, thinking he had forgotten.

Yexiu lowered his head to chop vegetables, and said in a flat voice, "I just want to play for you."

There was a low laugh in his ear, and the hands around his waist tightened.

"Have you decided what wish you want to make?"

"No, keep the accounts first."

"No?" There was obvious suspicion in Jing Yun's tone, his hands were messing around with him, and his low voice had obvious hints, "Any kind of wish is fine."

The warm breath brushed against the ears, itching a little, Yexiu's expression was very calm, after finishing the last vegetable and fruit salad, he dragged him to the small living room.

Because of Jing Yun's mental violence, he smashed all the furniture in the living room to pieces, and they bought a slightly larger table.

He took the man off his body and pressed him on the seat, rubbing his head under Jing Yun's gaze, "Eat."

Jing Yun watched him sit across from him and eat with chopsticks, unmoved by his hint.

This strategy is a bit difficult.

Yexiu took two bites, saw Jing Yun propped his chin, tapped the table with one hand, and didn't seem to want to start, thought for a while, faced the other party's probing gaze, picked up a piece of braised pork and put it in his bowl, "If you don't want to eat it again It's cold."

Without looking at the piece of meat, Jing Yun showed no joy or anger on his expression, "It seems that I am no longer attractive to you."

Ye Xiu ate two more bites, seeing that he still didn't move his chopsticks, he put down his chopsticks a little helplessly, "What I want is not such a superficial thing."

"Superficial?" Jing Yun snorted softly, "Then what do you want?"

Ye Xiu looked into his eyes, "Even if I say it, I won't get it, so it's better not to say it."

When Jing Yun was about to continue the cliché, he heard him continue: "But I will get it sooner or later, and you should honor what you owe me at that time."

One sentence blocked what Jing Yun was about to say.

While the two of them were eating, several posts on the Summit Throne official forum quickly climbed to the front page, occupying the most prominent positions.

——"The correct way to open the Discovery, the boss's god-level counterattack! "

"Explorer fought against N1, and the result turned out to be..."

"Tianxiu!The explorer has no mental power to kill the fourth-level alien beasts, and the first battle confers the gods! "

In these posts, there are videos of the afternoon game, and some of them cut out all the operation shots of Ye Xiu, and gave detailed explanations in slow motion.

"Ahhh... When I watched it for the first time, I thought he was nimble in his movements, his hands were crisp and neat, and he played very handsomely. Now that he was explained like this, I suddenly felt that he was awesome!"

"It's also Exploration, why is his so good?"

"Not to mention anything else, just memorizing so many key positions is very difficult, let alone practical application, whether it is key position proficiency or reaction speed, it is invincible!"

……

Yexiu's subordinates found out about this at the first time, and secretly mixed in with the melon-eating crowd, watching them blow the boss to the sky, feeling secretly refreshed.

Going to class the next day, Yexiu obviously felt that the rate of turning heads was much higher than usual. In the past, most people would stay away from him, but today I saw several waves that I thought I was pretending to be very good, but they obviously ran over to see his students.

"Even the school girl is no match for him. It's really amazing. It seems that what Yang Jian said that day may be true."

"It must be true. Is it necessary for Yang Jian to talk nonsense? Some people just don't believe it."

……

Discussions like these entered his ears one after another.

Kind of annoying.

Similar to Yexiu, Yeyue also has a high rate of turning heads when she walks into the school today, but those eyes that look over are very subtle.

Her face was flushed and she was very embarrassed. Thinking of the game in the afternoon, a stern look flashed in her eyes.

After returning home last night, she practiced the violin all night. Young Master Chen was right. Compared with operating the mecha, she has more research on soothing the rhythm. As long as the situation can be reversed today, she can still save face.

Walking to the teaching building, I saw a familiar figure walking from the other side in the distance.

Yeyue was overjoyed, "Young Master Chen!"

Chen Tianyu looked in the direction of the voice, quickened his pace a little, saw the blue color in her eyes, and comforted him: "Play well today."

With his encouragement, Yeyue's mood finally improved, "I will, I have practiced many times in the places you taught, and today I can just show you the results of my practice."

Chen Tianyu nodded and said nothing more.

This afternoon, Class [-] and Class [-] had classes together again, but this time it was music class.

Jing Yun and Li Minghua stood by the podium and discussed with the music teacher about the course arrangement for a while.

Li Minghua happened to be away from yesterday's competition. As soon as he returned to school, he found out that the top student in his class lost to the tail of the crane in class seven. After another match, she followed along.

Music teacher: "I have no problem here. There are all musical instruments you want in the warehouse. Depending on the needs of the students, you can borrow them with an application."

Hearing what the music teacher said, Li Minghua said arrogantly: "No need, Yeyue in our class has always only used her own violin, and her violin has a lot of background. Not on her side."

As long as most of the teachers working in Zelin knew about Li Minghua's temper, they didn't make much rebuttal when they heard the words, and turned to Jing Yun, "What about Teacher Jing?"

Just at this moment, his peripheral vision caught a touch of red, and when he turned his head to look, Ye Xiu just walked in through the back door of the classroom. With a smile in his eyes, he said to the music teacher, "I don't need it here either."

After yesterday's competition, the people in Class [-] were all wilting like the frosted eggplants today, but thinking that today they will be competing against the rhythm of the night school flowers, I still have some hope in my heart.

In comparison, the people in Class [-] are much more relaxed. Although no one knows whether Ye Xiu can play musical instruments, let alone a soothing melody, they don't even know whether Ye Xiu has mental strength.

Who cares, anyway, I won yesterday, and I've already earned enough face!

Yeyue hugged her baby's violin and sat on the seat to wipe it, and couldn't help but glance at Ye Xiu, her eyes were full of reconciliation.

She will definitely bring the situation back to the state when Ye Xiu just entered school!

Before the bell rang, the music classroom was already full of people.

Yesterday's game was so exciting, how could I miss today's game?

Yang Le floated a glance outside, feeling very uncertain. Seeing Ye Xiu resting his chin and looking like he was wandering away, he leaned over to He Haoran and asked in a low voice, "Haoran, can your Brother Xiu know how to play the violin?"

With a lollipop in his mouth, He Haoran looked at the virtual screen as if he was playing a game, "I should have pulled it a few times."

"How many times?!" Doesn't this mean that you can't?Yang Le's heart rushed to his throat.

The bell rang, Jing Yun and Li Minghua sat beside the podium, and the music teacher introduced the rules of today's competition.

She first introduced the knowledge about soothing rhythm to the students, and then extended it to this competition.

"Relief of mental power is as important as eating and sleeping for supernatural beings. Among them, relaxation of rhythm is a relatively mainstream form. What we are going to conduct today is a competition of relaxation of rhythm."

Temperament collectors and analyzers are placed around the specific area on the side of the music teacher. After introducing these instruments, the music teacher said: "The scoring is divided into two parts: temperament and relaxation rate. The other two teachers and I will use the data on the instrument and Human scoring calculates the final grade."

After making all the pre-match arrangements, Yeyue went on stage first. She took off her school uniform jacket and handed it to the girl sitting next to her. Inside was a small snow-white dress, which made her skin more fair and clear.

Standing in that area, she bowed to the teacher and classmates, and when she set up the violin, she seemed to have entered her own domain, and her mood was completely different from yesterday.

The melodious melody radiated from the strings, immediately captivating everyone's hearts, and after a short period was over, she integrated her spiritual power into the melody.

In order to reduce the error rate, she specially chose a relatively simple piece of music, which not only makes it easier to play, but also makes the mental power more stable.

The students in class one were fascinated by it. They could rarely hear Yeyue playing the piano. The practice room she went to every time had a strong sound insulation device, so they couldn't hear anything at all.

This kind of device is to prevent students from making mistakes when learning the melody and causing mental problems for the supernatural being who hears the melody.

The more Li Minghua listened, the more satisfied she became. This is what her students should be like.

Jing Yun leaned on the back of the chair, with one hand supporting the armrest, his expression couldn't tell what he was thinking.

The song entered the middle, and Yeyue could feel the reaction of everyone else because of the spiritual power exuding.

This is almost half of the victory, but just to be on the safe side, she plans to increase the difficulty in the second half in order to achieve a higher score.

As the difficulty increased, the rate of mental attachment began to decrease. While paying attention to the piano playing skills, she had to carefully integrate the mental power into the melody, and gradually became unable to do what she wanted.

Suddenly, for a verse of the melody, the mental force failed to attach. She panicked, and then failed to attach to the next verse.

The more flustered the easier it is to make mistakes, and the rhythm starts to get messed up.

The students listened very attentively. Most of them had a mental power riot rate of less than 20%, and a few of them were within the standard range. What kind of influence did they have, let alone class 20 and many ordinary people who have no mental strength? To them, it only matters whether it sounds good or not.

The music teacher stood close, because she is a relevant practitioner, and her ability to distinguish is much better than that of the students. After seeing the data on the instrument, she confirmed her guess even more. It's pretty good for a high school student.

Yeyue's forehead began to sweat. She tried hard to correct it, but she made a wrong step. Once the difficulty increased, her mental attachment ability couldn't keep up. In the second half, the rhythm was completely messed up.

"Strange, it seems a little uncomfortable."

"Why do you get more and more irritable the more you listen?"

……

A few students with high levels of mental strength began to feel uncomfortable, and even Li Minghua frowned.

Yeyue's mental power was exuding, and she could easily hear their whispered discussions, which suddenly reminded her of being in the No. 1087 competition field, when she was ordered to help those students whose mental power showed signs of rioting to relieve the rhythm, but later This seems to be the case with them too.

Why? !She has obviously worked very hard!What went wrong?

Thinking of these things in my mind, the rhythm of the music is in a mess, several indicators on the instrument have been marked red, and other indicators are constantly falling.

When the song was coming to an end, Yexiu, who had been lacking in interest, suddenly stood up and strode towards Yeyue. The others gasped for breath. Seeing his aggressive appearance, they thought he was about to hit someone if he didn't agree with him. Rapid heartbeat.

Yexiu pulled away Yeyue's violin, with a cold light in his eyes, "Your rhythm has already had the opposite effect, don't you feel it at all?"

Yeyue was in a bad mood because of messing up, and was provoked by Yexiu, and she turned back without thinking, "What do you know?! It's not your turn to guide me!"

Ye Xiu ignored her, turned around and went to Jing Yun's side, and squatted in front of him to check his mental strength, "How is it, are you uncomfortable?"

Jing Yun's riot rate has just dropped to 90%. Now any little incentive will cause his riot rate to rise again, so don't be careless.

He rubbed his forehead, "It's okay." In fact, his head does hurt a little, but it's not a big deal to him who is used to pain.

Ye Xiu took a deep look at him, then looked at the music teacher, "Can you replace me?"

The music teacher was stunned, and rushed over to record the data. Thinking about the musical instrument, she looked at Jing Yun and asked, "Mr. Jing, did you prepare the musical instrument for Yexiu?"

"Don't be nervous, I'm fine." Jing Yun patted Ye Xiu's hand to comfort him, and then tapped a few times in his personal terminal, "His instrument will be delivered right away."

The students looked at each other with puzzled faces, unable to figure out what Ye Xiu was going to perform.

But soon, they knew.

A piano was pushed in on a special mobile robot and moved to a special area in everyone's sight.

"This piano looks a little different."

"Like an antique."

Rong Hao squinted his eyes and stared at it for a long time, then said uncertainly, "If I'm not mistaken, it is a piano made by piano craftsman Wu Sihan himself for the pianist wife Lu Qie 300 years ago."

"Wow, Rong Hao, you know all this?"

"Sounds great."

Rong Hao took a look at Chen Tianyu, "It's really powerful. You can buy the entire No. 34 star at the market price alone, but if those who collect it don't sell it, even if you have money, you can't buy it."

There was a gasp in the class.

Wouldn't such a piano be too good for this kind of competition?

The music teacher's eyes have been glued to the piano since it appeared, and he couldn't come down until Ye Xiu reminded him to come back to his senses.

"Hey, then you can start."

Ye Xiu lowered his head and kissed the back of Jing Yun's hand, walked to the piano and sat down, he finally turned his head to look at Jing Yun, who was also looking at him.

Some people are always the same no matter how many times they see it.

Straight and slender fingers jump on the staggered black and white keys. The sound of the piano is like dripping spring water, causing ripples. It hits people's hearts directly but is gentle and soft, like a spring breeze blowing away all discomfort.

The students who were still restless because of the value of the piano just now were attracted by the sound of the piano, and had no intention of discussing it at all.

Whether it was the sound of the piano or Ye Xiu's devoted posture sitting in front of the piano, they couldn't recover.

In their impression, Ye Xiu was either a hooligan or a murderer. They never thought that he would look like this when he calmed down. He was as elegant as a prince!

The girls are already crazy, their minds are full of thoughts——Yexiu plays so well, Yexiu looks so charming, Yexiu's eyes are so gentle, but Yexiu already belongs to someone else! !

Jing Yun could clearly feel that the pain was easing, but he didn't feel that Ye Xiu had used his mental strength.

This guy can achieve a soothing effect without mental power? !