Doom Knight System

There are always smart people in Lavis Space. The pianist who appeared at Emma's concert caused a huge sensation. Almost overnight, there were vinyl records recorded on the street.

Xiao Fanke got up early in the morning and came to the sales store. After greeting the boss, he took apart the new film.

There are many unsatisfactory pianists in Lavis Space. Before they are recognized, they usually make films at their own expense and give them away.

But what made Xiao Fanke strange today was that the boss insisted on charging a sky-high price of an amethyst coin for the black film that was free in the past, and he was not allowed to listen in advance.

There was only one line of writing on the film - Lancelot, "Piano Sonata".

"It's crazy, one amethyst coin per song." The corner of Xiao Fanke's mouth twitched, but the chamber of commerce in his family was not short of money, so he threw an amethyst coin to the boss.

"Hmph! If you dare to lie to me, you will die!" As a piano enthusiast, Xiao Fanke is very familiar with piano music, so he borrowed the boss's magical VCR to slip the film into it.

The servant following behind brought him a cup of tea, Xiao Fanke crossed his legs and waited carelessly.

"Dang...dang..." At the beginning of the flowing piano music, Xiao Fanke's attention was fully attracted, he couldn't help but put down his legs, and then sat up straight.

"Huh? Very good, imitating the style of master Beethoven, but it is definitely a high-quality piano piece." As a very professional listener, Xiao Fanke was secretly scoring in his heart.

The unique emotion of "Moonlight Sonata" attracted him firmly. After listening to it, he was about to play it again when a few passers-by came in and said, "Boss, give me a copy of the sonata just now."

"No, there are only ten copies, and they are all sold out. It was a bootleg recording from Miss Emma's concert hall yesterday, and the effect is actually not good." The boss waved his hand.

Several passers-by cast their gazes on Xiao Fanke, who was so frightened that he quickly put away the film and left quickly.

A few passers-by shook their heads with some regret. They never knew that they were so close to the out-of-print sonata, and that the only thing that Lancelot will pass down in the future is this black film.

The temperature in the hotel room was very comfortable. Mrs. Miranda's body was covered with a sheet, and her snow-white arms were just exposed in the air.

"Hiss!" Miranda turned sideways, trying to change into a comfortable position, but the pain from her body made her gasp.

This pain involuntarily reminded her of the trembling and crazy feeling last night, the feeling of being on the verge of death and excruciating joy, which had already made her cells remember the strength of Lancelot.

"Oh my God! I'm simply crazy." Mrs. Miranda smiled wryly, then sat up, letting her beautiful long hair drape over her shoulders, put on her gold-rimmed glasses, picked up the newspaper on the table and began to read.

Lancelot secretly opened his eyes from the side, and then quickly closed them, feeling really relaxed in his heart, as expected, this was the only way to comfort a woman.

The most authoritative music review magazine in the inner city, "Master of Music", had a headline full-page news: "At the solo concert of soul singer Emma, ​​I was fortunate to hear a classic piano solo. Its melody lingered in my heart, full of A thrilling force."

"Let us pay tribute to the genius Mr. Lancelot. Congratulations to him for making another breakthrough in the new field. He is not only an excellent inventor, but also the solo "Moonlight" is the most important chapter in the history of piano. He made The whole music world was shocked."

"Moonlight" solo is full of the composer's emotion, the melody is composed of simple notes, full of incomparable appeal. Earl Lancelot let us see what a real genius is, modern music pays attention to the instrument changes, but we have seen the charming charm of old-age piano music!"

No matter how harsh the music critics are, they can't propose or even change a note in Beethoven's creation, and countless pianist racking their brains can't achieve better variations than Lancelot's performance.

Mrs. Miranda finished reading the last sentence of the newspaper out of breath, patted Lancelot's hand, and said lightly: "Be careful, you can't do this outside...I didn't expect you to have this talent , tomorrow's charity party will be up to you."

"You forced me to stay here for two days just to let me play the piano at this charity party? I don't like this kind of occasion." Lancelot said with a frown.

Miranda shook her head, pursed her lips and said with a smile: "This is very good for you, it can help you integrate into the inner city faster, and this charity show has a special guest, so I'm pulling you."

Lancelot was a little curious and wanted to ask who it was, but Mrs. Miranda refused to say anything.

In the end, Miranda was so harassed that she had no choice but to reveal, "The other party asked to see you by name. I can't do anything about it. But the ugly thing is that you have to dedicate a new piano piece to me at tomorrow's banquet." , I have already thought of the name, it is called "To Mrs. Miranda."

Lancelow scratched his head. He was sure that there would be a big person appearing at the banquet. His status should not be lower than that of Mrs. Miranda, and she was a woman.

Mrs. Miranda gave Lancelot a white look, cleaned it up for Lancelow, then rinsed her mouth with salt water, and said: "Your bet with the Borgia family is about to begin, you'd better go to the Temple of Technology again." Find a guarantor with weight. You can only rely on yourself in the academic battle. I'm afraid I can't help you. In the inner city, reputation is also a very important thing. Now you have entered the eyes of some big shots .”

Lancelow nodded knowingly, and couldn't help hugging Mrs. Miranda, feeling warm in his heart. This woman may not love him, but she has given a lot.

On the other side, Mrs. Judy looked at the person in front of her coldly, and said in a deep voice: "You said you were sure of winning, that's why I helped you. If you let me down, you will know that the real world is more powerful than others." Hell is even scarier."

The person opposite her was the young man who was making trouble in Emma's backstage at that time. Fogo is still dressed in a white robe, and replied respectfully: "My family has a pair of magic gloves, which can be used to play the piano of the old century. 80.00% piano level, so I will definitely win."

"Now tell me your request, as long as I can do it." Mrs. Judy said calmly, but the majestic aura on her body became more and more serious, almost pressing Fogo's spine to ninety degrees.