Chapter 3 Concert

"Didi Didi - Mulian's white feather root ni,manちてゆくwu yuよ(Coorie's dream courtyard)..." A melodious Japanese song sounded from Chu Feiyue's body. Several people cast their eyes.

Chu Feiyue took out a brick-sized mobile phone from her trouser pocket, turned on the hands-free phone directly, and put it on the table.

"Hello? Who is it?"

"It's me." Opposite is Liu Zhenguo.

"Oh, what's the matter? You shouldn't have time to call me now. Chu Feiyue buttoned her ears lazily and said.

"Today, we have killed 103 soldiers, which has exceeded expectations. Can you slow down the attack like a game? Liu Zhenguo asked in a negotiable tone on the opposite side.

"Is this more than a hundred..." Chu Feiyue muttered and thought, "Old man, what do you think is the original purpose of my attack?"

"Well, it seems to urge us to go faster." Liu Zhenguo's thinking was interrupted by Chu Feiyue and paused for a moment. Or, he already knows that his request cannot be fulfilled.

"Then do you think that if there are no corpses transported in front of you every day, will your group of civilians cooperate with you to speed up?"

"Impossible." This is very frustrating, but Liu Zhenguo must admit, "If it weren't for people dying for them every day, we might not have even reached half of the journey now."

"That's it. There are fewer people who want to die. Procrastination can't work, and it will only be counterproductive. The only way for you is to rush to the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau quickly and get rid of my [chasing], isn't it?

"······Alas." The opposite side was silent for a long time, sighed and turned off the phone.

Chu Feiyue put away the phone and looked up to see that the people around him looked at him with very different eyes.

"What's the matter?"

"It's so black. Sure enough, the boss is black when he cuts it." Red and blue exclaimed from the bottom of their hearts.

"It is obviously the killing of human beings, but it makes the other party think that he is the rescued person. This conspiracy is far away from each other. I admire and admire." Jingkong hung his book bag and expressed his admiration in strange ancient words like a surging river.

"My brother is bullying me again. What a poor grandpa." My sister stacked the tea cups on the table and took them out. Tan Jun sat on his sister's shoulder and shook his hand to show his support for his sister's idea.

Although we just met, I feel that my sister and this little thing unexpectedly get along well. Does the little thing really have pet attributes...

Hey, red and blue, your pet is about to be abducted by my sister. Is it really a problem not feeding something and loyalty?

Chu Feiyue looked at the watch and seemed to have reached another daily time.

He threw out two masks and handed them to his younger brother, one is cucumber and the other is durian.

"Put it on and go to the front later."

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The two younger brothers took the mask and couldn't figure it out.

"My sister will go to the front to hold a concert later. Let's be the background." With that, Chu Feiyue also took out her own mask.

A banana-shaped mask.

"Isn't it? Does the mother still have this hobby? Red and blue shouted.

Chu Feiyue shrugged her shoulders and did not comment. In fact, when his sister made this request at the beginning, he didn't understand what his sister wanted to do at the beginning. After knowing his sister's thoughts, he couldn't laugh or cry, but also felt that it was quite fun, so he supported his sister's excessive behavior.

A group of big heads of the zombie camp hold concerts among the migrating human team. If it is known by ordinary people, it's no wonder that they are not crazy...

Half an hour later, in the middle of the human camp, four people with strange masks came out of a tent.

From the figure, it can be seen that there are three men and one woman. The mask worn by women is eggplant, while the other three men are bananas, cucumbers and durians.

Seeing the eggplant and bananas in the front, the people who had gathered around for a long time cheered. They are all people with a certain musical foundation, and they are naturally deeply touched by the music played by these two people over the past few days.

Music is not only without borders, but the music of the soul can even penetrate the boundaries of life and death. It is really easy for people to relax from the tense environment, so at the beginning, the performance of two people was welcomed by the people around them. However, these two people only appear at a certain time, and they can't be found at other times, so people around them guess that the two people are actually from a mercenary regiment or legion. It's just an interest to play, and many people also sigh about it.

But later, when a person with enough musical skills heard the music feast written by two people, he was surprised to find that this kind of music is a new genre that has never been played before, and when he went back to practice playing, he knew that the difficulty of this kind of music was unprecedented, as if it had surpassed human fingers. The limit is average.

And the most important thing is that the instrument used by the eggplant is actually the harp! Unlike the huge population base of the piano, there are too few people practicing harp in the Celestial Empire, and there is no one who can afford the word master. At this point, the Celestial People are not embarrassed, because the real harp master only has the number of slaps in the world...

But at least at the level of a master, people who are also musicians can still hear it. Although there is a gap between each other, it is not far away. There will never be a situation like this that even a single section cannot be reproduced. The distance between the difference can no longer be calculated in the Tao.

In fact, there are very few real musicians in the Celestial Empire, and they have been familiar with each other for a long time. There was news of a harp master who needed to look up in the team in Shangjing, which spread throughout the whole Shangjing team in less than a day, attracting the attention of all musicians.

No one is curious about the level of this so-called "master".

So the next day, the people who came back were mixed with a lot of people who really understood music with curiosity.

The performance of eggplant and bananas let them know that the original music can also be played like that. The instrument operation that completely exceeds the limits of human beings has brought an extremely shocking auditory feast and completely sed all the musicians.

So the reputation of this "fruit" band composed of eggplant and bananas is instantly high in the circle of musicians. Almost all musicians who have the conditions to listen to their concerts will rush to their lives. Even if they can't catch up, they will beg others to Record the music and enjoy it.

In this case, naturally, some people will wonder how these songs exist. Unexpectedly, the eggplant generously printed many copies of the music he played and distributed them to all the musicians who went to ask for advice. This selfless mind makes almost everyone who goes to ask for it ashamed.

But after reading this score, the shame in my heart was completely replaced by shock. No one can achieve such fast-paced music. Even if it can barely reach the standard, it is impossible to complete the whole song with a frequency that exceeds the limit like eggplant.

When the heart of comparison completely fades, all that remains is admiration and humility. All musicians regard Eggplant as a real master in the music world who can answer questions for themselves, and Eggplant did not disappoint them. They swept away the performance problems they had accumulated for many years.

So this group of people became the first and most loyal fans of the "Fruit" band.

Seeing that the fruit band, which had only eggplants and bananas, had cucumbers and durian, the audience was stunned for a moment and gave them more fierce applause. The new members represent a new way of cooperation, and this represents a new song...

Gospel.

The harp of eggplant and the flute of banana have long been the symbols, so most people will realize it on the newly added cucumber and durian, looking forward to what kind of musical instruments they will come up with.

The cucumber took out a palm-sized bell-like thing with a wooden luster from its wide sleeves, put it in front of it, and then took out a small mallet in front of it with strong round wood and sat solemnly on the ground.

"Wooden fish?" People who have already recognized the goods have recognized it.

Combined with this musical instrument with a strong Buddhist atmosphere, it is easy to guess that this cucumber should have a Buddhist background, otherwise it would not have made such a solemn posture.

A musician with a Buddhist background? I've never heard of such a person. Is it just a guest appearance?

Next, the performance of durian is shocking.

He pulled his wide and strange cloak and shook it, revealing the sound hanging on his back, as well as the gongs and drums.

"Today, we will bring you our newly created track, called [Thunder Play]"

The rapid harp vibrating sound opened the prelude to today's concert.

The dim yellow light hit the stage, rendering a gloomy, uneasy, stormy atmosphere. The ultra-long trill touched the hearts of everyone present, making their hearts beat faster. The drum sounded, the first thunder, and the rain fell. The melodious flute is like a wind that will never fade in the rain, but the sound is fleeting. A few soft sounds of the wooden fish, as if the falling stones in the rain hit the ground, leaving a mark of a pit and being quickly submerged by the rain. The whisper-like monologue has been echoing in everyone's ears, but no one can hear what is making a sound.

Not surprisingly, it is another amazing song, especially the rapid change of the high and low, shocking and suffocating.

At the end of the song, while everyone was still immersed in the music, several people in the fruit band quickly packed up and slipped away.

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Can you understand the anger of a person who was called up at 5:30 and was called up at 6:30?