Little Lord [Interstellar]

Although the personal terminal is artificial intelligence, it does not have the ability to appreciate beauty in theory, but Yan Yang's Little Phoenix can still judge the basic "good tunes" and "bad tunes" because of its rich music library and Yan Yang's training.

Hearing Xiao Fenghuang's judgment that it was "high quality", Yan Yang's sleepiness disappeared, and he played the song sent by the Skynet netizen with great interest.The beginning of the song is very intense. At the beginning, there are dark clouds, lightning roaring, and sea waves churning. Then everything in the world is swaying with the wind. People stand in a lone boat on the sea, feeling the chilling storm.

Yan Yang sat up straight, his white and beautiful ears moved like a rabbit, completely attracted by this piece of music.He felt that his mental strength was highly tense as the music progressed, and his sea of ​​consciousness was also turbulent with the tune.

The melody draws to an end, the wind and waves calm down, the lone boat sways gently, and the boatman looks up, only to see the clouds disappearing in the sky, and a dreamlike rainbow bridge appears at the junction of the sea and the sky.

Like a new born.

This is genius!Yan Yang's spirit lifted.It's not that he has never heard the music of this world, and he has also played many popular musical instruments of this era, but geniuses seem to only appear in President Joseph's generation, and there are almost no works that can make people shine in the new generation. .

For example, the "Music King" Sterling who just released a new song a few days ago, Yan Yang only felt that eating food made of inferior ingredients was like chewing plastic!This song is different, this song is smooth and natural, and it makes people feel excited, I don't want to think about anything at all, I just want to follow the song!

"You are very good." Yan Yang boasted sincerely, "I like your music very much. If we have time, we can communicate more."

The person over there seemed to be offline and did not reply immediately.Yan Yang lay down, but found that he couldn't fall asleep, so he sat up, took out a flute, and composed a piece with the theme of "New Life".

He made this flute by chance today when he was strolling around with Angus and Qi Yingxin. The workmanship is not very good, and the sound quality is not very good. It has just been made and has not been well adjusted. However, Yan Yang does not care so much when he is interested. You can enjoy blowing on a leaf.

Yan Yang closed his eyes, and in his mind was the warmth of spring, the blooming of flowers, the beginning of new leaves, a grass seed buried deep in the ground quietly germinated amidst the sound of spring thunder, it drilled through the long darkness, and finally saw the nourishing spring rain and dew.As it grows older, it is trampled on, blown by rain and wind, it bends over and lowers its head, trying to grow upwards, but in the end it is completely burned by wildfire.But its roots are still alive.In the spring of the next year, the sound of spring thunder awakened it again, and it drilled through the long darkness to see the beautiful world again.

Even if it is not as gorgeous as a hundred flowers, it is still one of the beautiful lives in the world.

After the song was over, Yan Yang opened his eyes.He dug out the song recorded by Xiao Fenghuang and sent it to the other party casually.Reciprocity is basic social etiquette!

Yan Yang finished posting the tune, closed his personal terminal, and went to sleep comfortably.

That night, Yan Yang had a dream, dreaming that his husband was enlightening them, and he was reciting the song "Grass".

From Liliyuan to the grass, one year old and one dry and prosperous.Wild fire, in spring.

He thought to himself, what's so great about the grass, and he wasn't interested in listening to it at all. He turned his head and looked out the window, wondering which tree would have a cicada, and later he would go grab the little eunuch's pole and play with it.Unexpectedly, looking at it, he saw a somewhat familiar figure from the back, who looked like General Yan in a guard uniform.

He stared curiously for a long time, but didn't figure out whether it was true, so he simply crumpled a round ball of paper and threw it at the straight back.This time the imperial guard finally turned his head. The guy frowned, his eyes were cold, he looked at him with a disapproving expression.

Who is it if it's not General Yan!

Huh?Have they met at that time?

……

Commonwealth, capital star.

Hall has extremely high requirements for sleep, and will turn off all communication tools during sleep.He woke up from a sweet dream, and the sunlight happened to shine into his room precisely.Hall stretched his waist, took care of himself, and then opened his personal terminal to check if Yan Yang had replied.

When he opened the message bar, he saw two replies from Yan Yang.

The difference between the two replies was less than half an hour. The first one was very simple, but the second one sent a song directly.Communication or provocation?

Hall came to his senses, and clicked on the audio from Yan Yang to listen.Similarly, he was taken away as soon as the song started, and he didn't care to analyze what instrument Yan Yang was using and whether there were any flaws in the song. He just wanted to listen to the refreshing song in one go!

At the end of the piece, Hall's fingers trembled slightly, feeling the urge to sit down in front of the piano and play the piece immediately.Hall suppressed his impulse and chose to play it back. He lay back on the bed, and his whole body fell into the soft pillow, feeling like a grass seed buried in the ground, surrounded by darkness, with no end in sight, until one day, a trickle The rain seeped into the ground, and the soil became soft and moist. He worked hard to grow up and grow up, and finally got through the boundless darkness and saw the world where everything was shining brightly.

The joy didn't last long, setbacks followed, and finally a wildfire engulfed him, and all his efforts were lost.Just when he fell into darkness and despair, thinking that he would die, the drizzle fell silently again, and the soil around him became soft and moist again.He was overjoyed, and worked hard to grow up and grow up, and finally got out of the ground again!

newborn!

No matter how many times you die, people's desire for life, light, and beauty will never change!

Hall suddenly sat up.He has already forgotten the violent storm he wrote, and only the gentle and lovely spring rain remains in his mind.

That is absolutely genius!

Hall clicked on the two messages sent by Yan Yang and looked again.

From the first reply to the second reply, it was less than half an hour.

This piece of music was Yan Yang's answer to him, and it took less than half an hour.

Yan Yang didn't ask him what musical instrument he was using, who he was, or whether he was a provocation or a challenge. He spoke with the tune, and Yan Yang responded with the tune.Hall read Yan Yang's two simple news over and over again as if he had found a treasure, and felt that his heart was hit hard.

This is the person he has been looking for, an opponent and a confidant.They don't need too much words between them, and they don't need to consider their identities, qualifications, and status.They only need to give each other a song, and the other party will understand what you mean and give you the most perfect answer.

Hall listened to the song several times before realizing that he should reply to Yan Yang.He doesn't communicate with people very much, and for a while he hesitated about how to reply.He thought for a long time, and could only reply dryly: "I like your song very much."

After waiting for a long time without Yan Yang's reply, Huoer privately tapped his cousin who had a lot of connections and asked, "I want to chat with someone, how can I get the other party to reply me?"

The cousin was shocked: "You actually want to chat with people? I always thought that there is no one else in your eyes!" The one who is defiant is someone like Hall. Hall obviously has A-level mental power, but he only cares about music. Interested, even his father can't control him, he can only follow him.

Hall pursed his lips and said nothing.The cousin still dutifully taught Hall some basic chatting skills, for example, use interrogative sentences more when you want to tease people. After all, whether it is out of politeness or out of a good teacher mentality, many people will reply cheaply when they see a question!

Hall ignored his cousin's "sultry" words, opened the message board and left a message for Yan Yang: "Can I use your piece in my next public performance? I will sign you and pay the copyright fee!"

When Yan Yang woke up, he turned on his personal terminal, and the chubby little Phoenix jumped on his shoulder and read Hall's message to him.Sitting at home and getting money, Yan Yang naturally would not disagree, he replied with a smile: "Yes, you can use it as you like." This person looks like a trumpet at first glance, if there is a lot of noise about his concert or something, he must Just off the horse!

Yan Yang felt that this person must be very young, after all, he was full of vigor no matter he spoke or played.While eating breakfast, Yan Yang excitedly told Angus that he had made a great netizen, and couldn't help but add in a low-key way: "I don't know if he's handsome or not!"

Angus: "..."

Yan Yang took a look at Angus who said nothing, always felt that Angus's face was stinky.Inexplicably, he thought of the stinky face he saw in his dream again. After careful comparison, the face was different, the eyes were different, the nose was different, and the mouth was also different, but somehow they were very similar.

Looking at it again, the milk in front of Angus actually had a small red strawberry.

Yan Yang immediately forgot whether he was handsome or not, and secretly changed the oat milk he didn't like to drink in front of Angus, and moved the strawberry milk in front of Angus to his front little by little .

Angus grabbed his hand.

"That's mine," Angus said.

"You are a big man, what strawberry milk do you drink?" Yan Yang felt that Angus did it on purpose, deliberately took away his favorite drink, and put the drink he didn't like on purpose!Yan Yang plausibly said, "I'm still young, I should drink."

Angus held on to his hand, his callused fingertips gently rubbed the back of Yan Yang's smooth hand.

Yan Yang glared at him.

Angus let go of his hand calmly.He said solemnly: "No matter how powerful the netizens are, don't meet casually. You can't even be sure whether the other party is a human or a dog through Skynet."

"Of course I know." Yan Yang felt that he was not a fool, how could he make such a mistake.Yan Yang took a sip of the fragrant and sweet strawberry milk, feeling very good, and shared with Angus what he dreamed last night, "Let me tell you, I had a dream last night, and I found someone I've seen it a long time ago, I don't know why I haven't remembered it!"

Angus paused, and looked at Yan Yang with gleaming eyes.

"Who?" Angus asked calmly.

"It's the guy who was in his thirties and couldn't get a wife as I mentioned last time!" Yan Yang felt that he was familiar enough with Angus, and he was a very good friend.Friends, sharing some little secrets properly will help to enhance the relationship.Yan Yang discussed with Angus excitedly, "After I woke up and thought about it for a long time, I realized that I had actually met him, but I didn't know him at that time. Do you think he remembers me? There are so many guys who don't do their business and just see the sky doing things wrong, why is he only chasing after me!"

"You should remember." Angus looked at him.

"Right, you think so too!" The more Yan Yang thought about it, the more he felt that his guess was right.

"Of course." Angus said, "It's hard for ordinary people to forget that you are as noisy as you, young master."

Yan Yang: "..."

Yan Yang decided to ignore Angus within today.

After finishing his glass of oat milk, Angus glanced at Yan Yang, who was full of anger, and said, "I heard that there is a planet ahead that produces very good tropical fruits, and the locals are also good at making very delicious fruit ice cream. Every ice cream stand has hundreds of flavors lined up side by side, in different colors, so even if you don’t want to eat it, it’s pleasing to look at.”

Yan Yang's eyes lit up, and he immediately put his decision of ignoring Angus behind him, grabbed Angus' hand and asked, "Where is it?"

"We'll be there soon." Angus said, "But this is the last stop, we should go back after leaving the Sirius Starfield for so long."

Yan Yang agreed without hesitation, and his mind was already on the hundreds of flavors of ice cream, and he was not at all interested in the question "Does General Yan remember that they met a long time ago?"