Please ask the dream

Although under the influence of [reason], Feng Xue had gotten rid of the temporary madness dominated by instinct, but when Su Yeli handed him his piano, he had no intention of rejecting it.

Feng Xue's bottom line is not to let desires affect his reason, but as long as his reason exists, he is not very averse to accepting this invitation.

Opening the somewhat complicated piano case awkwardly, the violin that looked like a work of art came into Feng Xue's field of vision. The anxiety that originally arose was instantly suppressed. This violin was worth playing carefully.

The well-maintained piano body exudes an attractive luster, and the light-colored paint surface is not only smooth and delicate, but also has a softness that is hard to put down.

The curve of the piano body is very smooth, as if every inch has been carefully polished. The fingertips gently brush the strings, and there is a slight trembling, as if expecting to play a beautiful tone.

What surprised Feng Xue was that this was actually a new piano. Although the sound was quite good, it did not have the texture that had been accumulated over time that was unique to the old piano, let alone the sound ball.

For musicians, old pianos are often more popular than new ones. Whether it is the beautiful tone produced by the passage of time or the smooth feel produced by many adjustments, they are not green new pianos. Comparable.

But for many people, tuning a new piano brings far more than just the physical satisfaction of playing. The psychological feeling of cultivating their own piano from scratch is also It's something you can't experience from an old piano anyway.

Fingertips gently brushed the strings, savoring the resistance of the strings to the fingertips. Holding the neck of the instrument, the perfect size gave Feng Xue a tailor-made surprise.

Carefully playing with every corner of the piano body, interpreting the charm contained in every line with the touch of his fingertips, Feng Xue pinched the pegs, and with the gentle force of his fingertips, the slightest movement of the strings Trembling, he slid his fingers down, gently pressed the trimmer, and carefully made the final adjustments.

The adjustment of a new piano is delicate and complicated. If you are not careful, it will be difficult to fully enjoy it, but this is precisely the fun of tuning a new piano.

When the piano reached its best condition, Feng Xue finally took out the bow and gently pressed it on the strings. With a slight touch, a graceful tone spread. Feng Xue's fingertips pressed lightly to start the tune. No more temptations.

The bow cuts across the strings decisively. At first, the sound was somewhat sharp. Accompanied by Feng Xue's superb playing skills, it soon became soft and graceful. Each string played its own role under the profound and simple strokes of the bow. performance as it should be.

The bright melody rises and falls, and Feng Xue, who is getting better, has a look of comfort on her face.

It has to be said that Su Yeli's piano is surprisingly compatible with him. From the size of the body, to the toughness of the strings, to every curve, it perfectly fits his playing needs, and even It made Feng Xue wonder whether Su Yeli made a round of fine-tuning before handing the piano over to him.

The sound of the piano was melodious and sweet, and the tactile feedback from the bow also made Feng Xue intoxicated. This feeling of playing in reality was far from being comparable to the heavily blurred simulated performance in the Golden Finger simulation.

The tune was ups and downs, sometimes slow and sometimes urgent, first "Butterfly Lovers", then "The Devil", then "Spring", until the strings became hot and the bow softened, Feng Xue slowly closed her voice and turned into a classic "Spring". "Canon in D Major", slowly ended this performance in a soothing loop (it has nothing to do with the content, only related to rhythm and melody).

…

The rays of the setting sun passed through the cracks in the forest and fell on the corridor opened by the wild boar. Feng Xue lay on the soft ground paved with leaves, playing with Su Yeli's hair in his hands, relaxing his mind and feeling the nature. of beauty.

But at this moment, there was a sudden pain in his shoulder, and the feeling of his skin being pierced. He lowered his head and saw a pair of bright eyes.

"This is a curse! A curse that cannot be thrown away!"

Su Yeli whispered in his ear with an ambiguous tone, and her warm breath blew across his earlobes, making Feng Xue want to play another song.

He reached out and touched his shoulder, wiped off the blood on the tooth mark, and after confirming that no G·I particles remained, he sighed——

"Can you stop playing this flag-raising game all the time? You are obviously a succubus! Hiss, you are so harsh..."

"What does it mean to be heavy! I'm going to bite off all my flesh for you, okay?" Su Yeli stood up and put the piano into the case again, then patted Feng Xue on the shoulder and said:

"But the skill is good, I am very satisfied! I take it back, you are not false at all!"

"You bitch!" Feng Xue gritted her teeth and glared at Su Yeli. Although she wanted to jump up and fire her up, she had just played a long solo concert-level performance and he had not yet fully recovered. My body is still a little overwhelmed...

"hiss……"

Not to mention that he hadn’t felt it yet, Feng Xue suddenly felt that his ribs were hurting again. In the past few days, he had added [Health] points every day. A week ago, let alone the concert, the first song He can't even finish it!

Seeing that Su Yeli looked like her bowstring was overheated just now, but now she started preparing dinner as if nothing happened, Feng Xue finally realized the difference in body tolerance, gritted her teeth, and made up her mind to work out tonight. The song is composed!

…

It was night, feeling the smoothness of Su Yeli's hair, Feng Xue looked at the peaceful sleeping face next to her, and suddenly felt a strong sense of unreality.

You're not a girl, but you really have been single for a long time and then fell in love at first sight? During the day, I thought you were stimulated by that inexplicable thing, but at night you wanted to play another song. What happened?

"It would be nice if I could get the manly domain again or have no time to die."

Feng Xue turned sideways slightly, looked at the defenseless sleeping face, and quietly waited for the passage of time.

Now it has actually reached 0 o'clock, and the refresh of Golden Finger has also ended, but Feng Xue did not enter immediately, not because of the lingering sound after the performance, but simply to leave enough room for refresh.

After unlocking the quick mode, in addition to the 24-hour permanent effect, the temporary collection has new uses, and what's even better is that this use seems to have little to do with the quality of the collection.

In this case, Feng Xue naturally had to leave enough margin to ensure that after obtaining the collection suitable for the fast mode, it would not be unable to use it because he pressed the line to start brushing.

One second, two seconds, one minute, two minutes, with the silent counting in her heart, Feng Xue finally sank her consciousness into the golden finger and clicked on the button that she had not touched for a week——

【Start exploring】.

Then……

"What the hell? Why is my sanity only half as good as that?"