Celebrity ex-girlfriend got revenge on me

Chapter 127 Confession = Killed

Kubo seafood warehouse.

The four female friends of the family hadn't left the house yet, and Kento Kitahara was having trouble waiting, so he came to practice the piano first.

When he walked into the warehouse, he was surprised to see that Xufeng Gaoli was one step ahead of him, already sitting in the sunlight holding a book and reading.

Sensing the sound of footsteps, she raised her head slightly, and said with a smile, "Good morning, Beiyuan-san."

"Good morning," Kitahara sage was a little surprised that she came early, and moved to the piano, "Just read a book, I can practice the piano."

His daughter once gave him a playthrough. When the future Kuriyama Mizuho appeared on stage, there was a choir behind him, and he was the piano accompaniment.

He used to not understand because the rules of the competition system did not allow foreign players to appear on stage, but since Chiharu Tsurumi mentioned the compensation for the program group last night, he probably guessed the follow-up development.

Kuriyama works part-time in a small opera troupe.

The first movement of the Moonlight Sonata with slow notes fills the warehouse illuminated by the morning sun with a touch of sadness.

Under the light of floating dust, Takanashi Xufeng gently closed the half-read book with both hands,

Such a difficult book, Camus's absurd philosophy and existential philosophy are really difficult to understand

She didn't disturb Bei Yuan's piano practice, but listened quietly.

Sento Kitahara felt uncomfortable when he noticed her gaze, and gradually stopped playing.

The last time he was almost attacked and forced to kiss by Tsurumi Chinatsu, he already had a deep memory.

Sometimes the most unexpected person will confess suddenly and unexpectedly on the most unexpected occasion, in the most unexpected way, and it is not because he wants to hide naively, he can simply avoid it.

In short, he doesn't want to have such an experience with Takanashi Sukaze again, although this idea is very narcissistic and self-indulgent, but there is already a lesson from Tsurumi Chinatsu, it is not aimless.

If someone asks him to confess, he will definitely refuse.

But refusal will definitely affect the friendship between each other. If the friendship is not healthy, it will destroy the atmosphere in the team. If the atmosphere is not good, it will affect the team cooperation. If the cooperation is abnormal, he will lose to Amamiya Masahira. Once he loses to Amamiya Masahira, he will also lose. I lost that bet and lost the only suspected life-saving straw I found so far. It is an exaggeration to say that I am destined to be hit by a car 13 years later.

So, confessed = killed.

Takanashi Xufeng folded his hands in front of him, leaned his legs together and leaned to one side, and said in an embarrassed tone: "Sorry Beiyuan, did I bother you?"

The sage of Beiyuan originally wanted to nod his head and tell her bluntly that you really bothered me, so it would be quick and easy.

But a scene suddenly flashed in his mind—Takahashi Xufeng was dripping with sweat, his hair was disheveled, trying to suppress his tired panting, and handed him a harmonica with both hands—he hesitated for a while, but still couldn't make up his mind.

"No, I just played casually," Kitahara Kento dismissed the images in his mind and asked casually, "Takahashi-san came very early."

"My house is far away."

The sage of Beiyuan nodded understandingly. The implication of her words was that she was worried that being late would delay everyone.

"Last night, Bei Yuan, did you see the review that the music critic gave us?"

"King of guns?"

"It's the mouth." Xufeng Gaoli paused for a moment, feeling that the word Zui Pao Wang was indecent and insulting, so he changed his words again, "It's him, did Bei Yuan also watch it last night?"

"I saw it for the first time," Kitahara sage also turned to face her, "Is he quite famous in China?"

Takanashi Xufeng thought about it seriously, and replied:

"It should be considered a well-known person on Twitter in the Japanese area. After all, the number of followers exceeds that of many well-known artists, and the number of retweets is also very high. Although many people hate him, they also know that what he said is reasonable, but the language is more radical. Most People still believe in him."

Kitahara sage knows this well. Well-known music critics like this may not have many fans and their appeal is not strong.

However, they have a layer of expert status, and the content of professional comments is often more likely to be forwarded by laymen who are not aware of it. It is very easy to influence the cognitive concepts of passers-by. It can be said that the indirect influence is not small.

Moreover, the radical way of talking about it is no different from the mode of hype for fresh meat. The more people scold, the more people know, and on the contrary, they can get more exposure opportunities and be known by more people.

Takanashi Xufeng recalled the comment, she was still very surprised, "It's really rare, he actually generously praised us a lot of good things."

Kitahara Kento said unsurprisingly: "It's okay, after all, there are only two people on the stage, and the song was changed temporarily 10 minutes before the stage. If such an accident happened, no matter how harsh a music critic is, it's hard to find fault deliberately.

"Actually, I think all of this is the reward for Kitahara-san and Tsurumi-san's hard work," Takanashi Xukaze said while crossing her slender and fair fingers lightly.

"Beihara-san wrote a very good original work, it's very nice to listen to, Tsurumi-san's accompaniment is also very exciting, it shocked many people, you were able to stay calm in the face of danger, and cooperated with each other tacitly, and finally completed a wonderful performance successfully The performance will be unanimously recognized, thank you for your hard work."

Kitahara sage understood that what Takanashi said was actually encouraging him from the side, telling him not to put too much psychological pressure on himself, and to relax his mind.

But she must have misunderstood, how could he be under any pressure, maybe it was because she was worried about losing a game last time, and she was already one point behind in the betting score, and her expression was not very good, so she misunderstood it.

However, he still gratefully accepted the concern, and he was quite emotional in his heart.

Just because of a book she read as a child, she would worry about an author she had never met in her life.

When friends around her fall into tension and sadness, she will comfort and enlighten them with soft words.

It was clearly just a harmonica in the sense of "something is better than nothing", but she seriously tried her best to borrow it.

She is really a gentle, kind, quiet, elegant, and hard-working girl. How did Takanashi's parents raise her?

She is also a daughter, and look at Huagu, she is mischievous, has bad thoughts, is bold, and even dares to tease her father. Although she can occasionally show a gentle side, it is only when he is in school and after returning home. How can he be serious at ordinary times? .

If Hanagu can grow like Takanashi in the future, he will really burn the incense.

"By the way, Kitahara-san," Takanashi Xufeng unzipped the pink lady's satchel, took out five sheet music and a USB flash drive, "This is the arrangement completed by my friend, and the software version is stored in the USB flash drive. The software is FL Studio."

The sage of Beiyuan took it and quickly looked at the music scores one by one. The first three were piano scores, and the last two. He didn't understand what the score was.

It's not piano notation or guitar notation. It looks like digital notation, but I don't know which musical notation it is.

He glanced at the note next to the title, suddenly froze for a moment, and subconsciously read out the Chinese characters: "Kong Ling Drum?"

Hearing this, Gaoli Xufeng looked surprised, "Can Kitahara-san read the Chinese characters on it? Kitahara-san also knows Konglinggu?"

"I just happen to know each other, and I just happen to be able to recite it. I've heard of the Kongling Drum," Beiyuan Xianren quickly mentioned it, with a very surprised look on his face. "That friend of yours also knows about the Kongling Drum? It's an extremely rare musical instrument."

Kongling drum, also known as worry-free drum, originated from the chime bell instrument in the Western Zhou Dynasty. It belongs to Luru musical instrument. The new musical instrument is rarely known in China, let alone abroad.

The timbre of the hollow drum is super ethereal and very pure. There is a kind of magical power that makes people unite with the body and mind in the ups and downs of the drum, and unconsciously enter a state of tranquility, as if hearing the soul singing.

In his previous life, he had a buddy in the band who was particularly fond of this thing, and he even borrowed it to play for a few days.

Takanashi Xufeng nodded slightly, "A musical instrument with a very pleasant sound, it should not be easy to buy in China, but I have one at home that I can use."

Kitahara sage nodded, and was very surprised. In the place where it originated, many local musicians had never heard of it. Takanashi's mother actually understood it.

　Sorry for the late third update.

　　The third watch is really too difficult, quality and quantity cannot be achieved at the same time. My chapter is planned to be about [-] words, which is just enough to finish all the plots scheduled for a chapter, but the daily update is [-] words, and the time is too late. I can separate chapters, otherwise I won’t be able to finish writing, emmm, I still owe two updates, let’s save them and post them together in the future

　　
　
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