I fell off the horse after being popular in StarCraft with different identities

At noon, Shen Mi, who had attended two classes in a row, stretched his waist, and walked out of the classroom after almost everyone else had left. He was about to walk towards the cafeteria, but suddenly he felt that something was wrong, and he paused, as if he had forgotten something...

Oh yes, Fang Zhou.This guy usually asks him to have dinner with him after class at noon. I don't know why he didn't see anyone today.

C-B class seems to be on the fourth floor.Shen Mi turned around and walked towards the elevator. There were almost no people in the teaching building. Shen Mi watched the elevator number drop to one, and the door opened with a "ding", and there were three men and two women inside.

Shen Mi leaned lazily to make way for her seat, lowered her head and fiddled with the communicator, and didn't look at anyone in the elevator, just wanted to wait for them to come out so that he could take the elevator up.

It's just that the people inside didn't come out for a long time, which caused Shen Mi to fall into doubts, and when she looked up, she met five surprised faces.

Shen Mi only knew one of the faces, and it was his rival Song Xun.

Yo, the enemy's road is narrow.

Seeing them, Shen Mi didn't show any special expression, just frowning slightly, which was even more shocking.

Huh?This is learning to be smart and knowing how to play hard to get?

Shen Mi didn't care what they thought, when she looked at them, she suddenly smiled evilly, her tone revealing playfulness and vileness, "I know I'm good-looking, but it won't make you unable to walk when you see it Bar."

Hearing this, Feng Che frowned, wondering what kind of tricks this man was playing, but he was not interested in accompanying him.

Shen Mi glanced at the inexplicably familiar face, like a low-profile version... his daddy?

Yes, that's right.

In this way, the identity of this person is easy to guess, Feng Che, the Bingshan school grass of Nangao, the substitute of the original owner's paternalism.

However, what is his expression?

Shen Mi raised her eyebrows and said lazily, "Hey, are you guys going to come out yet? How long are you going to stay inside, huh?"

The pair of beautiful twin sisters among the five looked sideways at Feng Che at the same time, with surprise in their eyes.

This is too abnormal, but they have seen how much Shen Mi has fucked Feng Che before, and now they are so calm, it must be fake.

"Let's go." Feng Che whispered to the other four people, and he could be seen as the leader among the five people.

Feng Che walked out of the elevator first, without even looking at Shen Mi, showing arrogance and indifference.Song Xun followed closely behind, and when they passed by, they looked at each other with Shen Mi, there was a strange light in their eyes, but Shen Mi rolled his eyes and ignored it, Song Xun couldn't help touching his nose.

It seems that some things have not changed, this person still hates him so much...

Shen Mi, another big boy with a flat cut head and sunny face, didn't know him. He looked at Shen Mi with disdain, and on the surface he was as amazed as he was looking at a rare species. He was a model of duplicity.

Twin sisters are popular school belles in Nangao. Shen Mi has occasionally heard from others that her sister is Nangong Mo and her younger sister is Nangongli. It is said that their father is a board member of Nangao.

Classes C-B on the fourth floor, when Shen Mi entered, there was no one else in the class except Fang Zhou, and Fang Zhou was busy working on the questions.

Walking behind him without hiding her footsteps on purpose, Shen Mi was surprised to find that he didn't notice it, and devoted himself to the topic.

Shen Mi stood behind Fang Zhou and looked at the screen in his hand. The questions on it were exactly those that Shen Mi sent to him during the break in the morning, but these questions had already been completed and corrected, and what Fang Zhou looked at were those questions. problem-solving process.

"Hello." Shen Mi patted Fang Zhou's shoulder.

Fang Zhou turned his head with disturbed anger, but when he saw Shen Mi, his anger stagnated, and it disappeared instantly into surprise, "Boss, why are you here?"

Fang Zhou's overall set of expressions is comparable to the face changing in Sichuan opera.

"Stop eating at noon? Didn't you make all of these?" Shen Mi leaned lazily on the table next to her with her arms folded.

Fang Zhou moved very quickly and subconsciously learned the tablet's breath screen, smiling a little awkwardly, his eyes wandering.

"Huh? It's already noon, so boss, have you eaten yet..."

Shen Mi patted Fang Zhou on the back of the head speechlessly, "Are you an idiot? What should I eat for such an obvious change of subject? Tell me, what are you hiding from me?"

Fang Zhou looked at Shen Mi pitifully like a wronged puppy, "Boss~"

Shen Mi trembled, "Be normal, don't try to be cute."

Fang Zhou's shoulders slumped, wilting like an eggplant beaten by frost.

"Boss, sit down, I'll say it, and I'll say it right away."

Shen Mi opened the seat next to her and sat down boldly, her posture and eyes were full of domineering.

"I, I... well, that's the answer I asked others to ask for. I don't understand it too much, so I want to study it first, and then teach the boss after I learn it..." Fang Zhou covered his face and dared not look at Shen Mi, I'm a little embarrassed.

"So that's how it is... However, I didn't set a time for you, why don't you even go to dinner." Shen Mi squinted at him.

"I want to complete the task ordered by the boss as soon as possible..." Fang Zhou turned his head and muttered in a low voice, not daring to look at Shen Mi.

Shen Mi was amused by the appearance of his little daughter-in-law.

Taking a sneak peek, seeing Shen Mi smiling, Fang Zhou immediately turned his face and said with a doggy smile, "Boss, are you hungry, let's go eat."

"En." Shen Mi also rarely had Yaxing to cooperate with him in the performance, and responded in the tone of an old Buddha.

During the lunch break, because the adaptation period was over, Shen Mi didn't feel sleepy, and then he quietly left the class and wandered around the school.

Anyway, he has nothing to do, and it just so happens that he, the "old antique" who wears clothes, hasn't visited this future new school.

There are many buildings in Nangao, and they are connected by maglev light rail trains. The lines are dense and dense, and they can be directly connected to each other in minutes.

Behind the teaching area is an artificial lake, scattered with some rockery and strange rocks, lined with green trees, like a garden style but not, it looks quite nondescript.

Going around along the gravel path by the lake to the rear, behind the natural barrier formed by towering old trees, is a two-story building, which can be seen to be Western-style but still nondescript.

The building can generally be seen to have the shadow of the retro Baroque architectural style mixed with some ancient Roman artistic elements, making the overall look noble and luxurious.

The appearance of this building aroused some interest in Shen Mi's heart. Through the radiant starlight glass, Shen Mi saw some musical instruments placed in it.

Pianos, harps, violins, pipas, erhus, flutes... are all arranged very regularly, like a showroom.Shen Mi's interest suddenly became greater.

Hey, I actually found the music and art building of the school. The interstellar people are really obsessive-compulsive, they are so neatly arranged.

After climbing over the fence that looked like a decoration, when Shen Mi approached, he found that the door was locked, but when he looked around, he found that the window on the left was still plugged in a crack.

The cool Nordic-style double windows give people the illusion of being in a European castle. Shen Mi pushed open the window, rolled over neatly, landed gracefully, and clapped his hands. His eyes fell on those carefully displayed antiques. On the musical instrument, for a while, the eyes were soft and the mood was happy.

Touching those familiar musical instruments all the way, here unexpectedly let him find a sense of familiarity as if he was still on the earth.

However, at this time, in the school monitoring room, Shen Mi's every move was completely exposed to the 360-degree invisible high-precision lens with no dead angle, and was exposed to the stunned eyes of a group of people.

Until one person shouted tremblingly, "Master Chairman, someone broke into the Museum of Ancient Music, Art and Culture, what should I do!"

Their student union was conducting normal inspections and monitoring, but they didn't expect to catch people who dared to trespass in the museum!

"Which class is this person from? Immediately perform face recognition!" The vice president also recovered from his surprise, and immediately gave orders.

However, Chun Yuxiu, the official student council head, still looked at the screen calmly, did not speak, and stared intently at the person on the screen.

"What is he trying to do? Where's the security robot? Why didn't he stop him! Manually and remotely activate the museum's defense system, quick! Don't let him break..."

"Wait." Compared with the vice president's anxious jump, Chun Yuxiu seemed much calmer. His eyes flickered slightly, and he looked at Shen Mi who was very familiar with those ancient musical instruments that had obviously been lost. His eyes flickered slightly, and he stopped the vice president's interfering order, with a slight expectation in his heart.

In the Museum of Ancient Music, Art and Culture, Shen Mi stopped in front of the dusty piano, looked at it for a while, and then took out the dark blue ice silk handkerchief she carried with her to wipe off the dust on the black and white keys of the piano.

Shen Mi stood up straight, obviously wearing a uniform school uniform, but he had a sense of sight of a prince and noble son when his temperament changed suddenly. He straightened his cuffs, then sat down gracefully, slightly deep Taking a breath, her slender, white fingers landed on the black and white keys.

After a simple sound test, the smooth melody flowed upwards, moving the listeners with a strange magic.

Everyone in the monitoring room could hardly believe their eyes.

This, is this the sound of a piano...

Although the interstellar era relies on software synthesis, it can also simulate the sound effect of the piano, but... I have to say that the real melodious sound needs to be played by human hands.

Because whether it contains the emotion of the performer is really different!

It's a pity that all these were ruthlessly grinded in the wave of technological progress, and finally lost...

If they hadn't been lucky enough to hear the melody of the piano music composed by human hands today, they probably couldn't believe it, and they wouldn't know the beauty and uniqueness of it.

A piece of Schubert's serenade came at random, and Shen Mi's agitation gradually calmed down with the familiar and melodious music.

I have to say that playing the piano is really a good way to vent.However, in terms of heart, Shen Mi prefers Huaxia's guqin, but unfortunately there doesn't seem to be any here.

In fact, people who know how to play musical instruments in the interstellar era are really rare. Music creators in the interstellar era basically rely on electronic musical instruments, because it takes a long time to learn an instrument, and it takes a long time to practice, while electronic musical instruments are easy to use and easy to use. The chance of making mistakes is greatly reduced, and there is no need to practice repeatedly like learning a musical instrument to form muscle memory.

In general, compared to the years and months of hard work required to learn a musical instrument, the shortcut brought by this high-tech is much easier. Thinking about it this way, the loss of pure musical instrument interpretation is also easy to understand.

This is an inevitable trend of social development, and electronic musical instruments have become a trend to replace real musical instruments.It's like replacing human labor with machinery.

"Have you found his identity?" Chunyuxiu tapped his four fingers on the table regularly, making a "da, da, da..." sound.

"I've identified it, it's...Shen Mi from Class F-A of the ninth grade?"