I am the Dragon King in the Dragon Clan

Chapter 52
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His ears instantly caught a sound at the end of the music.

The sound is deep and heavy, completely inconsistent with the brisk rhythm of the music.

Fu Nian quickly understood what the content was.Although half of Long Wen's voice in the music is gone.

"Congratulations to my king..." Fu Nian muttered to himself.Because he didn't finish speaking, Fu Nian didn't know the meaning of the later transliteration.But based on this beginning, he can also guess a rough idea of ​​the follow-up content.

This is a tribute to the black king.This was very common in the ancient times.

But it wasn't this that made him curious, it was why Manstein didn't let it go.This half-spoken way of speaking makes me uncomfortable.

Take a chestnut.

I hope you can make love with me

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Things to do

And for Fu Nian, who hadn't heard of Long Wen's familiarity for a long time, it wasn't something he could say without a word.

Fortunately, Manstein is not someone who doesn't know how to stop.

Along with the opening of another piece of music, the dull and rich voice reappeared in the echoes of the air.

Listening to Long Wen's voice, the meaning expressed just in time appeared in his mind,
"Fate originated in Wood, and was married...!!"

The sound stopped abruptly again.Again, only the loudest music left dancing in the room.

Fu Nian silently put down the pencil he had prepared in his hand and picked up the milk at the corner of the table, moistening his mood.The corners of his mouth looked helplessly at the back outside the window.

He now had reason to believe that there was some strange mischief in Manstein.Because many mentally ill people have this kind of mentality.

When the second song ended, Fu Nian didn't even hear Long Wen's singing.

Watching the clock on the wall go by little by little, an emotion known as boredom begins to creep into the air.

It's just that Fu Nian didn't know that, the two people watching the surveillance video outside the window were not in such a relaxed mood.

"Professor, the next part is the official broadcast of Longwen." Masashi Toyama carefully stared at Fu Nian, who was full of sleepiness in the video.

"I know."

"Are we going to..."

"Teaching is about a disciplined approach. We want to make sure things are within our control."

"The professor is right." Masashi Toyama nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

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The third piece of music seems to be an old song. Even if Fu Nian doesn't know much about the world, he still feels a sense of age that is staggered from time.

"Every shalalala every wo'wo"

"Still shines."

"Every shing-a-ling-a-ling"

"That they're starting to sing"

"So fine"

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The music is soothing and melodious. Between the lines of each note, Fu Nian can feel the taste from the old days. Those distant notes are like the beauty that has passed away, and they can always come back to you inadvertently.Fu Nian couldn't help but wave his fingers to match the ups and downs of his rhythm...

"What's this song called?" Fu Nian looked up and asked in the direction of the monitor.He knew that Manstein and Chen Xiaoxiao would definitely pay attention to his every move in the exam.

Manstein and Masashi Toyama were taken aback at the door.They looked at each other with the same blank eyes as before.

"Yesterday Once More, the Chinese name is a reappearance of yesterday. The classic old song of the last century." When the two of them didn't know the name of the song, Chen Xiaoxiao's voice appeared in time.

"That's it." Fu Nian supported his head, his eyes were leisurely and blurred.

In this environment, he actually had the pleasure of enjoying music.

suddenly,

The undulating rhythm of the music suddenly changed, and a thick and deep voice gradually appeared at the bottom of the note.Just like the silent sand at the bottom of the lake being stirred up with great force, the clear and slow stream is no longer so charming.

Longwen has appeared!
But at this moment, Fu Nian became reluctant.

"Is it alright to listen to music without interrupting the exam?"

Helpless, Fu Nian had no choice but to pick up the pencil in his hand again to prepare for painting.

Because this time the sound was not as short and cramped as last time.

The dragon text this time is full of a long and heavy feeling, like the church bells from thousands of years ago, reappearing across a long time and space.That continuous long rhythm is like a singer who can't breathe.

Shocking and charming.

The scene in front of Fu Nian began to change rapidly.

There was no hope of the magnificent prayers of the people, nor the pair of golden eyes full of coercion and fury.

The surrounding incandescent scene began to darken, and the spacious classroom gradually became wider and wider.

He came to the sea, the sea before the storm.

The waves kept surging and falling on the undulating water like loneliness.Dark clouds rolled and gathered over his head.The low sky seemed to be within reach, and the depression in the air seemed to make people breathless.

Fu Nian looked at all this blankly.He looked at himself floating on the water on the driftwood in front of him.

The wet hair was clinging to the skin, and the icy chill slowly but surely eroded every inch of his skin. It was a painful experience, so painful that he was soberly aware of the icy, biting chill around him trying to penetrate his skin. immersed in blood.

He beat the darkness with his hands desperately, like a poor man about to drown who doesn't want to give up the last piece of driftwood that represents hope.

Snapped!
The roaring waves fell, and the darkness suddenly shattered like a mirror, with uniform ripples and spider webs rapidly expanding around.

The torrential rain, which the sky was trying to restrain, was still sloping down as usual, and the driftwood did not block the surging waves after all.

He was breathing heavily, breathing desperately, breathing desperately.But the tumbling sea doesn't care about the boy's struggle, just like the giant beast doesn't care about the life and death of an ant.

He finally sank.He looked up at the sky with his four feet, and looked at the ripples that were quickly passing away.The lonely sea quickly swallowed him, and the boundless darkness spread rapidly.

His hands were desperately empty, and the darkness behind him seemed to come from the abyss of hell. It was boundless, and there was no hope in sight.

There is only loneliness and coldness in sight.

He is like a feather flying in the universe, a fishbone sinking into the deep sea.There was no sound or light around.It was so quiet that it made people palpitate, and it was so lonely that it made people collapse.

He felt that he had drifted for a long, long time, drifting into time to forget him, drifting into darkness and dying.

One day floats, one year floats, and one thousand years floats.Time flows luxuriously there.Everything is dying and everything is being born again.Only he kept falling.

kept falling.

Fu Nian's consciousness gradually blurred, and his empathy made him fall into boundless loneliness again...

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"elder brother."

Suddenly, a crisp voice sounded in the surrounding darkness.It was like a spark that suddenly started in black clothes.The gentle light became the only light in his world.

He felt warmth and hope.

His dead eyes gradually regained their color, and his hands gradually became stronger.

"Brother, do you want potato chips or Coke?"

The surrounding darkness began to tumble and boil rapidly.When it came, it surged like a tide, and now it recedes like a tide.

The fading sea takes away the black and white around it.

　Thank you very much [Benevolent sees benevolence] for the three rewards with a total of 1900 points.Oh hoo!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)