[Future] Abilities World

Calm down, Song Qingchen said to herself, nothing can trouble you, isn't it just playing the piano against the cow!

"Emoxing Momenmote is a carbon-based creature whose body structure is nearly 76.3% similar to that of the earth's cattle. It is a natural connoisseur of music.

Please create a piece of music by yourself, discuss the advantages and disadvantages of your work with Momanmot, record the process in the designated folder of the optical computer with the universal cow signal, and send it to the examiner within 1 hour of the examination time.

PS: Please play and sing the music by yourself. Momanmot pursues natural beauty and disdains to dance with electronically synthesized music. It will go crazy and go berserk, please be careful. "

The revolving door in the center of the platform opens, and a figure that attracts everyone's attention rises up, with blue-green skin as smooth as blue waves, brass bell eyes as moist as latex, big nostrils like chimneys, and two thick and powerful short ears beside the small ears. horn.

The mysterious creature stomped its short hooves on the spot, and greeted Song Qingchen in a low voice: "Moo..."

... calm down.Song Qingchen emphasized to herself.

Song Qingchen's optical brain suddenly beeped, and then a familiar electronically synthesized voice came: "The invasion was successful... Heart rate 111, blood pressure soaring. Physiological hormones, endurance performance. Mental state description: "The world is so violent , I am so beautiful, so bad, so bad.'”

puff.

Seeing that the invigilator didn't pay attention to this side, Song Qingchen threatened, "Shut up, or I'll smash you."

"Hey, thunder, rain and dew are all the kindness of the teacher. If Xiaoji's broken pieces can be exchanged for a little bit of comfort from Master, Xiaoji would rather have disheveled clothes and no tiles..."

Mysterious creature: "Moo~" clothes.

Boom~ A vein burst.

To smash, or not to smash?

This is a problem.

Song Qingchen took a deep breath: "How did you come here?"

Guangnao: "Thousands of mountains and rivers can't stop my devout heart of apprenticeship."

Song Qingchen: "I have nothing to teach you."

Optical brain: "Di, shock rate 480, high data flow rate. Physical hormones, crying performance. Mental state description: "There are [-] scientific research fathers on the small machine, and [-] broiler boys under it, please master to give the small machine a way to survive. '"

Mysterious creature: "Moo..." survive.

Song Qingchen rubbed his brows. When he was reviewing alone last night, this psychological description program that claimed to be SA34718... a series of nearly a hundred numbers, and modestly called itself a small machine, suddenly appeared in his optical brain.

When Song Qingchen was synchronizing with the energy column in the interrogation room, he was discovered by such an intelligent program, so it chased Song Qingchen to learn from him. The previous psychological descriptions that gave Song Qingchen headaches, including the escape battle under Han Yufei, They were all interpreted by Xiaoji as showing ability and self, and preparing for the first step before apprenticeship.

Song Qingchen turned it off yesterday because she thought it was too noisy, but she didn't expect it to sneak into the examination room by itself today... Maybe it's really useful.

Seeing that the invigilator was already paying attention to him, Song Qingchen said, "I'll talk about it when I go back, and I'll help you when you come. Don't you want to prove your ability? It's your turn to show." Song Qingchen pointed at the cow-like Beast, "Take it."

Mysterious creature: "Moo?"

A large piece of fireworks on the optical brain screen: "The shock rate is 531, and the data flow is disordered. Physical hormones, excited performance. Mental state description: 'Happiness comes too suddenly.'"

Optical Brain: "Please master sing a song, I will record it for you."

Song Qingchen: "Didn't I tell you to play it? Just find some music and play it."

The light brain seemed very sad: "... Momanmote discriminates against machine music, and will go berserk when it hears it."

Song Qingchen was puzzled: "Why run away?"

Guangnao demonstrated a short melodious flute sound.

The music fluttered, and the Momanmot beast, who was walking leisurely over there, immediately turned red when it heard the music, as if being provoked by the red cloth, it arched its back angrily like a bullfighting bull, and yelled at Song Qingchen and Guangnao rushed up.

Thump, thump, rush!

Song Qingchen's eyes were fixed, and just about to release his mental power to restrain Moman Mott, Moman Mott was suddenly trapped by an energy ball, and it was useless to rush left and right.

Some words appeared on the optical brain screen at the right time: "Warning: The only chance to try, the soothing energy will be exhausted after one release. Candidates are requested to follow the instructions of the examination room and complete the task as required."

The trapped Moman Mott was calmed down in a short while without the mechanical music. After the red light in Moman Mott's eyes disappeared, the energy group that trapped it also disappeared.

The light brain cut off the music, replaced by applause and cheers: "Master, come one. 12345, we waited so hard. Master, come one. 1234567, we waited so impatiently."

Momanmot Beast: "Moo..." Impatient.

Song Qingchen: ...

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Wearing a black cloak, he was standing on a circular platform with a diameter of 10 meters. The platform was filled with circles of potted plants. At the beginning, these potted plants were half-opened flower buds, but now they are lingering with death and withered.

Kongming Township is like a real ghost leaning over to kiss the netherworld amidst the spreading ashes.

Under the black cloak of Kongming Township, white hands were exposed, slender and weak, with an unhealthy peculiar beauty. His hand touched a half-opened flower bud, and then, spots of rust appeared on the pink petals immediately, becoming Burnt yellow, aging, head slumped and roots soft, flowers and leaves gray and black... Another flower bud withered under the hands of Kong Mingxiang.

Kong Mingxiang praised in his usual erratic tone: "Ah~ so beautiful..."

Kongming Township was not very lucky. The topic that was drawn was a hundred flowers blooming. The test material was one hundred kinds of cosmic flowers of earth orchids. The structural similarity with orchids was between 70% and 80%. All of them were half-opened flower buds. It was almost ready to bloom, but it was sprinkled with sleeping powder and waiting to be awakened.

The test requirement is to coordinate these flowers, wake them up, and make them bloom at the same time.

But Kongming Township is obviously doing the opposite.

The flowers withered miserably under the hands of Kongming Township. The invigilator cast his eyes several times, was puzzled, and finally shook his head.

Kong Mingxiang smiled happily.

The withered flowers reminded Kong Mingxiang of the people he missed.

It was the first time in 7 years that he saw the light again. The smiling face in the light was smudged with the warm sun in May, and the eyes that were so satisfying that they could crush people in his heart were closed forever after looking at him. up.

The flower withered at the most beautiful moment, his mother.

At this time, there was a singing voice, which shook Kong Mingxiang's clinging thoughts, a very familiar voice.

Kong Mingxiang looked sideways.

Song Qingchen stood on the platform more than ten meters away from Kongming Township, and calmly sang an unfamiliar little tune, but the singing voice expressed the distant and faint yearning that could not be pursued.

Swan geese, in the sky, line up in pairs.The river is long, the autumn grass is yellow, and the sound of the piano on the grassland is sad.

Swan geese, facing south, fly over the reeds.The sky is vast, where do the geese go, and my heart is my hometown in the north.

The sky is vast, where do the geese go, and my heart is my hometown in the north.

Swan goose, return to the north, take my thoughts with you.The singing is far away, the piano is long, and the spring on the grassland is warm.

Hongyan, to the sky, how far the sky is.Drain the wine and fill it up again. If you don't get drunk tonight, you won't return it.

Drain the wine and fill it up again. If you don't get drunk tonight, you won't return it.

Song Qingchen on the stage has soft black hair and a pair of piercing eyes. Those eyes always have a hint of sharpness and arrogance at some point, as if they have changed from a cat to a young leopard on the grassland. While vigilant, there is also a hint of arrogance.

Song Qingchen sang loudly, her voice was sometimes lonely and sometimes heroic, revealing a vicissitudes that did not match Song Qingchen's immature appearance.

Kong Mingxiang stopped and stared, for a long time, under the cloak that covered half of his face, a few drops of tears suddenly fell.

Mom, where is my hometown without you?

I miss you.