Cannon fodder is a full-level boss

Just as Yan Ling thought, several people felt that next week's music conference was likely to be an important node.

The students at Beiyin College are basically either rich or noble. Except for Fang Yunxin, who came through the excellent grades of the top students, the others were directly promoted from Beiyin Junior High School.

Therefore, when it comes to musical attainments, several people all focus on what they are good at.

Yan Ling plays a lot of musical instruments, even if there are a few that he is not good at, but compared to some people who are not good at them, for ordinary students, Yan Ling is definitely an instant hit.

However, during the discussion, Yan Ling only said that he was good at piano.

"Great, why don't you, Yan Ling, join my team then?" Qin Jiao seemed to have heard something exciting.

"I'm good at the violin, but as you all know, if it's just the violin, the intensity of the performance on stage will definitely not be enough."

"However, if it is a violin plus a piano, the cooperation between the two is different. It is definitely a difference that one plus one is far greater than two!"

Qin Jiao looked at Yan Ling expectantly, as if he was going to stalk Yan Ling and beat her up as soon as he refused.

Yan Ling didn't insist on whether it was a solo or an ensemble, so he quickly agreed.

Qin Jiao seemed to have gotten a big deal, and he was as happy as if he had eaten candy.

When Song Weiyu saw the appearance of Yan Ling and Qin Jiao, she had some thoughts in her mind.

"Classmate Pu Siyuan, I am good at the flute, otherwise we..." Song Weiyu's voice was trembling, and her delicate voice was as beautiful as spring raindrops falling on the window sill.

But Pu Siyuan didn't appreciate it.

"I'm not good at playing with others, so Song Weiyu should find someone else."

Just when Pu Siyuan finished speaking, Fang Yunxin on the side spoke again, "Classmate Song Weiyu, if you don't mind, can we play together? I have learned guzheng for a while before, and I think guzheng and flute should be played together." They belong to the same type of musical instrument, and maybe they will produce a very amazing effect when combined together.”

Song Weiyu felt a little disdainful in her heart, but there was no expression on her face.

"Of course. After class, we will go to the music room for an interview."

Song Weiyu pretended to be modest and said, "Actually, my skills are just average. When I perform later, student Fang Yunxin must not dislike it."

"How could that happen?" Fang Yunxin's face was filled with surprise and slight panic.

After all, although she has been with everyone all this time, she knows that just like when she was in school, she is like an alien and has never really integrated into the group.

She originally thought that if she answered the phone, she would either be ignored, or she would be sternly rejected. In short, she had thought of all the possibilities, but she did not expect that her request was actually accepted.

Fang Yunxin looked at Song Weiyu and realized that Song Weiyu was indeed the same as her appearance and her name. She was really a gentle person from the inside out.

Fang Yunxin was held by Song Weiyu's hand and pulled aside to talk. It seemed that friendship between girls started with conversation.

Two girls were sitting on chairs, very close to each other. They didn't know what they were talking about, but smiles suddenly appeared on their faces, "chuckling" and laughing.

Two girls, two different personalities.

One is like an apricot blossom on a branch that is constantly swaying in the gentle drizzle.

One is like a wisp of soft clouds in the sky.

It’s really overwhelming!

There was a burst of interest in Pu Siyuan's eyes.

Yan Ling's eyes became colder after witnessing the changes in everyone.

Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something. He raised his lips and smiled. When he raised his head again, he continued to chat with Qin Jiao about what pieces they could prepare for the ensemble next week.

…

If one world is absolutely safe for some people, then the other world will be the most dangerous world for others.

And who has not really confirmed who is who?

Before the final outcome really comes, all the malice and goodwill may be a joke that will be exposed at any time and disappear forever.

…

Because nothing happened on the first night, a few people became bolder.

But they still insisted on staying in the room at night and not opening the door.

Perhaps because he put his energy into preparing for the music conference program, Qin Jiao, who was already in some negative mood, turned into the heartless look Yan Ling saw at the beginning.

They were cheerful all day long, completely different from Pu Siyuan and Cui He who were still a little cautious. When chatting with Yan Ling, it was like returning to their original school again, except for talking. Among the students who were similar to NPCs, the rest were the most interesting. What Qin Jiao was most interested in was the food cooked in the school cafeteria.

In just a few days, Qin Jiao had already eaten in every canteen of the school. Because several people found that there was a meal card filled with a lot of money in their matching schoolbags, so Qin Jiao swiped his card without any psychological burden.

According to Qin Jiao, they can definitely survive one day at a time. Who doesn't know which one, luck or disaster, will come first when they open their eyes tomorrow.

So, instead of thinking about the unknown future all day long, it’s better to enjoy it first.

"To be honest, the steamed pork ribs in the canteen on the second floor are my ideal type in the world of pork ribs! When you bite into it, it is crispy and not rotten, not rotten but not soft. The meat inside is juicy and the skin on the outside is delicious every time. Every bit of seasoning is just right.”

"If there were such chefs in the cafeteria of Beiyin University outside, I would not be happy to death."

"‌Compared to other schools, the meals in the cafeteria are free of charge and are provided in the morning, noon and evening. If there is a chef like our school, I will definitely take the responsibility entrusted to me very seriously." Three meals a day.”

Qin Jiao started talking again. Although his body was still sitting on the chair in the living room, his heart was obviously far away.

…

However, it didn't take long for someone to interrupt his thoughts.

The speaker was Cui He.

"By the way, I have to practice in the music room after class today. I will go back later. You can go ahead then."

Cui He said it was a discussion, but it was obvious that he had already decided on something.

Yan Ling glanced at him and then said.

"Of course you can, but remember to come back before nightfall. After all, the school may not be completely safe." Yan Ling reminded.

"Yeah." Cui He nodded, his face still looking very indifferent as usual, as if nothing could arouse his interest.

It seems that in the past in my memory, I have always had the same character.

"What a coincidence, I'm going to be late today."

Pu Siyuan's voice suddenly sounded.

"For this music conference, I need to prepare well in the music room. After all, if I'm lucky, maybe I can go home."

"I think, Cui He, you must have thought about it with me."

As soon as the word "go home" was mentioned, the hearts of several people could not calm down instantly.

"Classmate Pu Siyuan, what do you mean?" Fang Yunxin asked.

No one wants to go home. After all, they are just a group of teenagers who are not yet underage.

If given the chance to go home, no one wants to stay here.

…

Pu Siyuan stretched out and stretched his muscles.

He tilted his head.

"After all, you have said that important things in every world cannot happen by accident. Now I am very suspicious of the music conference that the teachers and students in this school have been repeating for several days. Could it be the point where we leave this world?"

The air suddenly became quiet, and everyone held their breath for a moment because of Pu Siyuan's words.

Qin Jiao looked at Pu Siyuan, "But if according to your idea, the music conference is the node for leaving the world, then isn't the key to leaving..."

A flash of necessity flashed in Pu Siyuan's eyes. He suddenly stood up and looked at the remaining people.

"Yes, it's what you think."

"If my previous conjecture is correct, then the so-called top three are just a shortcut to a well-known university in the eyes of those NPC students. In our eyes, they should be a shortcut to a well-known university. The key to the world, or the quota.”

"But now, a question is placed in front of us, no, in front of you."

Pu Siyuan smiled evilly.

"The so-called top three, although the competition says that they can form a team, are you sure that the people who form the team will be recognized in the quota?"

"Still, one quota represents one person. The extra person in the same group will have to give up on his own. He will have to..."

"Hahaha, anyway, I formed a team by myself, and with my ability, I can't hold this music conference twice."

"The champion must be me."