If I don't have money to go to college, I can only go to slay the dragon

It was raining continuously at night, and the wind blowing over the body carried a moist and refreshing coolness. Su Xiaoqiang looked at the golden figure on the balcony with his back facing him. It was as illusory as a silhouette in the light. Maybe he could change it from a different angle. She melts away in the blink of an eye, and nothing proves she ever existed.

But she does exist, just sitting there, humming a song in a low voice.In Su Xiaoqiang’s cultural class at Kassel College, there is a course called Introduction to Art. In this class, the elderly female professor surnamed Wagner likes to teach stories about dragons behind some historical and cultural heritage. At the same time, add some magical colors to your classroom.

Professor Wagner always puts on one or two excerpts from operas before the class starts. The blonde girl is humming the one Su Xiaoqiang has heard, and it is also her favorite passage, which is taken from the third part of "The Ring of the Nibelungen". The epilogue of Siegfried.

In Norse mythology, the future hero of the Valsian warrior, Siegfried (the fearless man), after being raised by mean and shameless dwarves, forced his cruel and ungrateful "father" who was never trusted by him to speak out. He revealed his own life experience and the truth.

Fearless, he recast the Excalibur and blew the horn flute to summon the dragon. The dragon's blood stained his whole body, only a small piece under the shoulder blade on his back was covered by fallen leaves (fatal wound).

The despicable and evil dwarf took the opportunity to offer poisoned wine to the warrior, but was seen through by the bird. The warrior killed the dwarf with a sword, rode on the horse, stepped on the peak, smashed the shooting star gun of Verdan who was trying to stop him, and stepped over the fire , kissed the sleeping beautiful Valkyrie.

When the Valkyrie woke up, the warrior sat on the emerald rocks and watched her open her eyes, and raised his hand to block the first ray of sunlight that fell into her golden pupils. After a lifetime, the Valkyrie gently hugged her Feeling the long-lost fragrance of birdsong and flowers in my arms, I chanted loudly for this new life:
Heil dir, Sonne. (Sunshine, cheers to you).
Heil dir, Licht. (Sunshine, praise to you)

Heil dir, leuchtender Tag. (Bright day, I praise you)
She looked up at the group of castles in the woods late at night, and her low humming sound made people mistakenly think that she was in the sunny and brilliant fragrance of birds and flowers. It was really hard to imagine how graceful and incredible the scene would be if she sang loudly in the daytime.

What a great song, Su Xiaoqiang thought.

Perhaps the heroine of this Norse myth opera, which took 26 years to complete by playwright Wilhelm Richard Wagner, should be played by the beautiful blonde girl in front of her.

It's a pity that the only opera Valkyrie played by Su Xiaoqiang was a fat lady. The woman's expression and singing voice were impeccable master level, but her body was unfortunately not suitable for the vigorous role of a Valkyrie. , but there is no way to do it, breath is always a problem that stumps most people.

Su Xiaoqiang felt that if there is such a beautiful Valkyrie in this world who is worthy of being a dragon slaying warrior to meet the gods and cross the sea of ​​fire, she should be like the girl in front of her, with golden long hair that even the gods would admire. When the sun is shining on her body, she opens her eyes, and even the sun will be dimmed by the brilliance in her eyes. When she sings, the gods will peel off the clouds and mist and cast their sights.

If the blond girl singing opera with her feet dangling on the balcony was born in 1876 and engaged in the opera performance industry, Master Wagner would definitely come to invite her to be the heroine of "The Ring" and write a new section The emotional dialogue between the hero and the Valkyrie of the moving epic tells the lines.Only the Bayreuth Theater, financed by the Grand Duke of Bavaria for The Ring, could have deserved her appearance.Male opera singers would fight for the role of Siegfried.Musicians from all over Europe would gather on the banks of the Rhine in order to see the Valkyrie she played and her wonderful singing voice, and so many people gathered here that there would be a food shortage in the whole of Bayreuth.

She sang carefree, with anticipation and the joy of a long-lost new life, so real and full of emotion, as if she had really slept for a long time and was awakened by the hot and strong kiss of her lover.

Su Xiaoqiang remembered that after this, the lyrics of the graceful soprano chant should be:

[Now I am awake.Wake up my hero, who are you? 】

Sure enough, the blond girl hummed as she expected, beautiful and intoxicating.

But her humming also stopped here, which is a bit regretful, because after that, it should be the part of the dragon slaying brave man. The handsome and brave man will tell the Valkyrie how he passed through the flames surrounding the rock, How to smash the spear of the god, and make an oath of never being separated from the Valkyrie who fell in love with him.

But it's a pity that there are no warriors to complete the opera with her, after all, the reality is not always so satisfactory. In the "He May Be Someone I Want To See" segment of "La Traviata", it is not always a handsome man who joins the soprano's coda singing from the audience.

The blond girl stopped humming, smiled to herself, stood up from her sitting position after being quiet for a while, turned around against the swaying wind and rain, and looked condescendingly at Su Xiaoqiang in the room behind the window.

She stepped her feet forward slightly, her arches were slightly stretched, and she leaped through the window like a feather without weight with the wind.

But when she was about to take off, Su Xiaoqiang took a few steps to the window in a shameless manner, pulled the glass window and slammed it shut tightly, and if she didn't look at it, there was a high probability that she would hit her face on the sound-proof laminated glass The golden girl turned around and walked into the room.

But the next moment, even if she closed the window, the golden figure still swayed past her, and stepped on the bed in front of her with weak and boneless feet.

She really is like a shadow in a dream, which can penetrate even when the window is closed, and the gravity of reality has to take a nap on her body.

The blond girl got off the bed steadily, opened her hands slightly to keep her balance, then stood up straight, turned around and continued to look condescendingly at Su Xiaoqiang under the bed.

After a while, she said intriguingly, "Now it's not the same as before. There are no enthusiastic audiences to help out when it's cold. I remember that in 70s and 80s, domestic model operas entered the theater and sang a sentence on the stage, and the audience could sing together." Swipe to the next sentence, the momentum and enthusiasm can make the actors look stupid."

Su Xiaoqiang raised her head and stared at this blond girl who was obviously shorter than her, but she would step on a high place to look down on her no matter what, her expression was a little cold, but she was never unfamiliar or unexpected.

Su Xiaoqiang knew of her existence.She is like a shadow, everywhere, but when you look for her carefully, she melts into the darkness and turns into ink in the inkstone.

But Su Xiaoqiang knew about her existence.She exists like a gangrene.Closer than himself, hugging him more dependently than himself, so shameless and self-satisfied.But she also knew that maybe she really wanted to quarrel and yell, and in the end she might be the shameless latecomer in this story.

"Are you so disrespectful? It looks like you don't welcome me." The blond girl turned her head to look at Su Xiaoqiang who said nothing, with a frustrated expression.

"You are indeed not welcome here." Su Xiaoqiang said, "So can you come and go wherever you want?"

"You are so polite, and you speak without dirty words. It seems that you have a high tolerance for me. I thought you would have some inherent prejudice against me, and you would call me shameless as soon as we met. What a stinky woman." The blond girl looked at Su Xiaoqiang with a smile on her face, as if she was looking forward to the noisy and ugly scene.

"If I want to scold someone, I will definitely use more dirty words. But I have no reason to scold you." Su Xiaoqiang said slowly, "But it doesn't mean I have to like you, so please go out, if you don't go out, I will call someone gone."

"Call someone, who are you calling?" The blond girl was amused, and she didn't know if she was amused by Su Xiaoqiang's unique three views of love and hate, or Su Xiaoqiang threatened to call someone to poke her smile, "I don't think I Saying that classic line seems to be a bit incomprehensible."

Su Xiaoqiang lowered her head slightly. She wanted to sigh, but she had no strength. She couldn't stop this crazy girl from doing what she wanted to do, so the enduring script naturally rang in her ears, "Call me, little girl." Beauty, no one will come to save you even if your throat is broken!"

Su Xiaoqiang felt a little irritated. She had imagined the scene of formally meeting this blond girl, perhaps on a grand battlefield, another altar made of blood and flesh.Or maybe it was the look of contempt and ridicule cast by the shore when I was in a deep quagmire in despair.But in any case it is not like it is now, some jokes, some frivolous.

"But I'm here anyway." The blond girl stretched out her hand to her forehead hair, and gently brushed the hair with bangs with her fingers, revealing the pair of clear brown eyes underneath.

Su Xiaoqiang could dodge bullets, but she couldn't dodge the blond girl's provocative fingers. She wasn't surprised, because she knew she couldn't dodge.

"You will only be aware of the gaze that carries a clear threat to you. Those murderers with malicious intentions will actively avoid your skin. This is a blessing that He bestows on you, and it is also a curse, little angel The blond girl brushed her forehead hair back, looked at her with light golden eyes, and told her biggest secret, "I think you should know that the wish you get in exchange with the devil will always be yours. The most unwilling way to realize it. After all, the devil has no concept of human relations, and their blessings are always so violent and direct, just like steel nails scratching the drawing paper in the hands of a little girl, what will be left behind will not be a rainbow, There's just sore and tearing pain."

ps: I am not emotionally energetic today, so it is not suitable to continue writing the next story, I understand everything.