Be Low-key in a Supernatural World

She stood slightly to one side, adjusting the height of the microphone.

In the breeze, the girl's dress fluttered gently. She straightened her hair that was blown by the wind, put the violin down, and nodded to Furutegawa.

Under the table, the humming noise dropped a lot in an instant.

While Furutegawa was adjusting her breath, Kotori Yukawu put her bow lightly on the strings, she lowered her eyes, and the score of viva a vida flowed silently from her heart.Note

Every time she watches Furutegawa Sword Dance, she always subconsciously wants to match it with some music. Guitar, piano, hachishaku, taiko drum, and shamisen seem to be all suitable, but none of them seem to be suitable and not enthusiastic enough.

until she remembered the song

She plucked the strings, and Gushou Chuan Shen in front of her saw that she was so graceful, and the long sword in his hand stabbed out suddenly, with firmness and softness, with an incomparable harmonious beauty, and an indescribable touch in it.

He instantly attracted everyone's attention, making people unconsciously excited.

This is the beauty of power, but it is not irritable. It is like a trickling stream in the mountains, like a leisurely white cloud, and as fast as thunder and lightning.

The sound of the piano gradually became louder, and the little bird Youhuawu sang softly in her heart.

"I was the king of this world

The waves rise because of my will

Now I sleep alone in the morning

Clean up the broad avenue that once belonged to me

I used to roll the dice to judge life and death in this world

See the fear hidden in the eyes of the deadly enemy"

The audience gradually fell silent, and countless people watched mesmerized, immersed in the music of the piano and the dance of swords.

Really like a picture scroll.

"It's so beautiful," someone murmured in a daze.

To be continued

The best player in this field is——([-])

When the sword dance was coming to an end, the sound of the violin gradually decreased. Furutegawa Shinmi looked down at the audience, feeling at ease, and walked a few steps forward with the tired bird Yukawu, and greeted each other again.

"bravo!"

There was thunderous applause everywhere, mixed with countless cheers.

In the backstage area, the Bai Chuan siblings heaved a sigh of relief. While standing up and clapping their hands, they couldn't help recalling the visual and auditory double feast just now.

Should I really be worthy of being the daughter of Teacher Xiaotiaoyou?The talent in music is really outstanding! Mr. Fujiwara has emotion in his eyes.

On the stage, Furutegawa Shinmi gave a thumbs up and exclaimed: "It's really nice! It's so strong!"

"Of course!" Xiaoniao Youhuawu raised the tip of her nose, the corners of her mouth were turned up, her eyes were filled with amused eyes, with an indescribable charm.

The two walked down the stage.

Passed by the excited host.

After they went down, there was no time to speak, one returned the zither and the other released the sword, and then waited to appear again.

Kotegawa Shinmi suddenly felt that something was wrong, subconsciously looked around, and said in amazement, "Eh? Where's Mr. Glasses?"

"He had a stomachache from nervousness and went to the bathroom." Hu Tao looked helpless.

Guate Chuan saw that he was speechless, and quickly asked, "How long has he been away?"

"It's been a while."

Xiao Niao You Hua Wu was also full of astonishment.

On the stage, the host is already reading their names.

But the lead singer hasn't come yet, how should I perform this?

Fujiwara-sensei shook his head and looked at Kotori Yukawu.

In this situation, maybe we can only find someone to save us.

Gu Techuan gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "Delay for a while, even Duan Mancai will do."

The five people in addition to Lingshe looked back collectively, hoping to find Mr. Glasses in the vast crowd.

On the stage, the host is eagerly waiting for them.

Kamito Kawami walked towards the stage step by step and turned his head three times.

getting angry

Don't pull it sooner or later, but at this time, brat

"Please step aside, I'm sorry, please step aside." The sweaty bespectacled gentleman came out of the crowd, and while holding his crooked glasses, he bent over and ran towards this side.

The few people who were walking on the stage also breathed a sigh of relief.

Mr. Glasses came onto the stage with his guitar in his arms, pursed his lips, and rushed to Furutegawa's side, trying hard to weaken his sense of existence.

But he forgot that Xiaotori Yujing is 172 cm tall. Today she is wearing shoes with a slight heel. Walnut is 166 cm tall. An old boy with a back and a net height of at least 179

So he is unusually conspicuous.

The gazes from all directions stayed on him the longest.

He choked for breath, his ears buzzed, his mind went blank for a moment, and he almost lost his footing.

Seeing him like this, Gu Techuan hesitated, considering whether to hypnotize him with nightmares, and treat the audience as cats, Wang sauce, little turtles, etc.

But at this time, Mr. Glasses tried his best to stand still. He took a few deep breaths, suppressed his trembling and said: "Please, please!"

Furutegawa was taken aback, and patted him on the shoulder.

The little priest looked at Mr. Glasses in surprise, he thought Mr. Glasses had escaped.

There are ready-made drums and pianos on the stage, which are not only prepared for them, but also used by the light music department, but unfortunately they couldn't carry it and were timid.

Furutegawa Kamimi sat behind the drum set, tightened his cuffs slightly, and tried the sound of the drum.

The little priest picked up a microphone.

The old boy straightened his back, unfastened his windbreaker, and stood on the left side of Furutegawa with his bass on his shoulders.

The little bird on the right, Youhuawu, also tried playing the piano, and nodded slightly to him.

Everyone was ready to be OK. Furutegawa looked at the lead singer. The lead singer's hands were still shaking a little, but his face seemed to be determined to die, and he nodded vigorously to him.

There was still noise from under the table.

Furutegawa Shinmi tapped the drumstick lightly.

"Da da da."

The little bird Youhuawu next to him pressed the keys, and the sound of the piano resounded through the campus through the stereo.

Drum beats follow, followed by electric guitar.

Mr. Fujiwara is quite stylish, and his vocal range instantly rises, becoming the main theme.

This is an anime song, it's the opening song.

At first Furategawa thought that the teacher could only play the bass, but after listening to the electric guitar played by the teacher once, he discussed changing the bass.

The opening lead singer, the little priest, looked away from behind, raised the microphone with his left hand, and sang quickly amidst the waves:

"Monotonous everyday

Nothing has changed today, right?

Crowds you can't fit in, streets you can't get used to

stop in the crowd

Looking back, confirming the footprints of the past

Maybe a little bit more forward than before

passing glass on the street

reflect the lonely self

I'm really angry, not only for myself like this

And this indifferent world" note

The little priest's voice was slightly hoarse, but fortunately the tone was there, and it became a kind of magnetism.

Furutegawa Shinmi stared at the drum, grasping every beat.

Mr. Fujiwara, who was standing on the other side, enjoyed the feeling of being on the stage. The passionate melody came out from the electric guitar in his hand, which was very pleasant.

The little priest is also getting more and more involved, compatible with the musical instrument.

The atmosphere on the stage was rising steadily, and so was the audience, and gradually there was a wave of sound from the first show.

And just when it was about to climb to the highest peak.

On the stage, all voices stopped abruptly.

Whether it's drums, electric guitar, or singing, it's like being pressed the pause button.

There was a uniform "Huh" sound from the audience, as if it was the surprise of a giant.

The little priest pressed his chest with his left hand, bowed slightly, left the C position, and gave way to the glasses gentleman who had been prepared behind him, and stood at the back.

Fujiwara-sensei watched silently.

Furutegawa Shinmi shouted in his heart to come on.

Mr. Glasses was carrying a guitar, under the eyes of everyone, he took a deep breath, opened his mouth, and quickly turned his head to watch the birds swimming and dancing, asking for help.

Everyone else resisted the urge to cover their faces.

This guy, he still forgot the words

Xiao Niaoyou looked helpless in his eyes, but at this moment, he couldn't be allowed to stand so stupidly alone, so he could only take a breath, press the keys, and sing the first line softly, with a melodious voice.