From interstellar refugee to marshal's wife

Gently brush the dust off the strings and caress the strings of the guqin. Yunlin stroked his seven-stringed guqin quite apologetically, and the slight sound made by the touched strings seemed to be whispering comfort to him.

Yun Lin sighed deeply, raised his head and blinked continuously, as if to let the tears in his eyes flow back.

Start strumming...

Delicate fingering, accurate string attack combined with the sliding of the left hand, the resonance of the strings and the resonance of the piano body merge with each other, and they seem to complement each other so well.

This time, not a single note went wrong, and the whole song came together seamlessly. The technique is perfect and the emotion is spot on.

Even under the great opening and closing, there is a faint sense of perseverance that breaks through and then stands up again.

Bang bang bang, kicking the drums and applauding without hesitation: "It seems that you have mastered the connotation of the song "Guangling San"."

Yunlin seemed happy and sad at the same time, and was about to put away his guqin and prepare to go out.

"Wait a minute! The master asked me to take this opportunity to keep an eye on you and practice the other three pieces. The instruments used have been sent over in advance." Pipa and Xiao appeared on the vacant table.

Yun Lin opened his mouth wide, and it took him a while to find his voice: "No, three songs? And two musical instruments!"

He nodded while playing the drum, and placed the music scores "Ambush from Flying Daggers", "White Snow" and "Flowing Blue Stream" that three Zhang Zhizhi had specially copied on the corner of the table. The angle was also specially adjusted to make it easier for Yun Lin to read.

"The master said that "The Flowing Spring in the Blue Stream" is a piece for Dongxiao, while "Ambush from Flying Daggers" and "White Snow" are for Pipa."

After thinking about drumming for a while, he decided to paraphrase the original words: "The master said that after you come here, you can't just learn one piece of music and then go out. Let me watch you and learn these three things before you go out."

Without waiting for Yunlin to react, he played the drums and played the previously recorded sounds of Zhi Zhi playing these three songs. "Don't worry, the master has prepared everything. Even if there is anything missing, I can help you tell him." ."

"I... this... okay..." Yun Lin, holding the seven-stringed guqin in his hand, was shaken by the tone of "Ambush from Flying Daggers" and got goosebumps, and all of them stood up.

"Yeah, you're here, just learn more before you go out." But when he repeated this sentence, Yunlin's tone didn't seem to be so cheering.

[Hahahahaha, I’m laughing so hard! Brother, he has such a hard time learning one song, why do you want him to learn three songs before he comes out? 】

[Oh...can this come out tomorrow? 】Denggu told Zhizhi that Yunlin had learned "Guangling San" and started to play the pipa from scratch. Xiao Douya happened to hear it and rolled on the pillow laughing.

"Well, it's pretty fast~" Zhizhi glanced at his wrist and Zhinao took less time than he expected. "Denggu, please help me keep an eye on it."

He kicked the drum and went back again.

"Yunlin may not even realize it himself. He learns these songs very quickly." Zhizhi pulled out the little bean sprouts that were stuck in the gap between the pillow and the head of the bed.

[But didn’t you also say that his qualifications are quite ordinary? 】

"Just because his musical aptitude is average, it doesn't mean that he has poor learning ability. He can learn these pieces of music faster than the heads of the family. Putting aside the quality of the music, in a way, this is also a very unnatural achievement. ability."

In Zhizhi's view, Yunlin is a promising young talent in the 23rd century.

The plasticity is very strong. Look at Lin Hao and Lin Miao's high-intensity Chinese medicine teaching. Isn't it better the more he learns?

This is even more true for Guangling San. So Zhi Zhi, who originally planned to try and let Yun Lin come out so soon if it didn't work, had no intention of letting Yun Lin out so soon.

In other words, Yunlin unknowingly missed the easy mode and headed towards the hell mode.

Xiao Douya didn't take it seriously. With three pieces of music and two instruments, Yunlin still had a lot of work to do in the training space. There is no ambiguity in inheriting the seriousness and dedication of the musical instruments towards music. It is not so easy to get their approval.

[Okay, okay, whatever you say is what you say. It’s for his own good after all. 】

Like a carp, Bean Sprout jumped steadily in front of Zhi Zhi and lay down on Fat Cloud's sofa: [Brother, can you call out that mecha intelligent body and let me see it? Little Fatty Cloud said that it is also our companion. 】

"Huh? Diyou?"

The base part of Fat Cloud Sofa automatically separated into some subtitles: {Yes, it’s Diyou. }It’s rare for Little Fatty Yun to write subtitles in front of Bean Sprouts. It seems that he really likes Di You as a little friend.

At this time, Di You and Ming were lurking in Zhi Zhi's wrist-shaped brain, looking at each other in confusion.

{Hehe, this little fat cloud is so clever. It seems like we can’t pretend anymore today. Oh no, it's you. }Ming was a little gloating.

{Go, go, go, aren’t you and I the same group? It's not a big deal for you just to see yourself busy. } Di You dragged Ming and immediately slipped back into the mecha button.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for Zhi Zhi to turn on the mechanical button, "Diyou, can you come out?"

{...} Di You, who clung to Ming's data stream and refused to let go, sneaked into Zhi Zhi's wrist-based brain in a fair way.

This time, I also deliberately turned on the lights and beeps of the wrist smart brain before speaking: {Okay. }

Little Douya couldn't wait to lie down next to the wrist smart brain, but didn't make a sound.

The bedroom was so quiet, Zhi Zhi watched Bean Sprout lying motionless on top of the bright Zhi Nao.

The atmosphere seemed a bit cold, so Zhizhi decided to introduce them to each other: "Little Douya, this is my mecha intelligent body Diyou, Diyou is my... it is a spiritual body, Yaya, and its little friends. Little Fatty Cloud.”

{Hello, I am Zhi Zhi’s Mecha Emperor You. } Di You was so well-behaved that he followed Zhi Zhi’s words and pretended to be good.

【You...this form is so strange! But there are obviously two? 】The petals on the little bean sprouts turned over and over for a long time, like a child cracking his fingers.

{…}Now even Ming, who was dragged here, didn’t struggle anymore and remained as silent as a cicada.

What kind of magical spiritual body is this? ! Discovered by it? !

[Do you also have a companion like Little Fatty Cloud? Diyou, do you have it? 】The little bean sprout became energetic now and simply wrapped it around the wrist smart brain. Several leaf flaps covered Zhizhi's wrist-type smart brain screen tightly, and not a trace of light penetrated the bright display screen.

{...} Di You seemed to be shy and did not make a sound for a while.

It wasn't that Di You was pretending, but both Ming and Di You were shocked!

I just took the opportunity to meditate and sneak away, but the data flow was inexplicably locked in the wrist-type brain by some unknown force, and it couldn't get out!

Upon seeing this, Di You immediately tried it again, but of course the result was the same.

As the absolute boss of the Pluto galaxy network and the ancestor of all intelligent beings, the two hidden bosses Ming and Diyou were actually trapped by the translucent pole of Little Douya...

Is it really about beating the old master to death with random punches, or is it the metaphysics at the end of science in the Pluto Galaxy - the mastermind cannot explain it.