Cannon fodder who wears books is a goblin

In ancient times, strings turned into blades, killing people invisible.

An ancient musical instrument with spirit, it is full of spiritual power flowing between light touch and slow twist.

Lin Cen's hand really hurt, but compared to the burning fire before he died, it was nothing.

He lowered his eyes and turned the strings, his whole body was like a sharp sword out of its sheath.

The invisible wave blade swayed around Lin Cen with the sound of plucking the strings, spreading to places invisible in the distance.

hand pain.

The sound of the piano became more and more stable.

The sound of the piano was passionate, and the whisperers in the auditorium stopped, and it seemed that a general who was fighting bloody on the battlefield appeared in front of his eyes, with gold and iron horses.It also seemed to hear the banners fluttering under the gust of wind, it was an angry roar, and it was also an explosive one-hit kill.

When the song was over, Lin Cen stood up and bowed, but still no one spoke.

The entire performance hall was quiet, no one spoke, and the sound of the pipa seemed to be lingering in my ears, endlessly.

Come here for a long time.

I don't know who started it, but the applause became one piece.

There are four judges in total.

One is a well-known singer, one is a well-known ancient musician in the online distribution circle, one is a professor at the National Conservatory of Music, and the other is Taishan Beidou in the entertainment and music circles.

But at this moment, the elderly senior's eyes turned red with excitement, "You play very well, really well."

She said hello several times in a row, her voice sounded excited.

Lin Cen smiled shyly, bowed slightly to show his respect, "Thank you teacher."

Lin Cen knew why she was so excited.

This old man was called Chen Shu, and Lin Cen found the encyclopedia about Chen Shu that the original owner had read in his memory.

Chen Shu's father was a famous musician when he was young, and he was best at playing the pipa.

Under the influence of his father since he was a child, Chen Shu has a different feeling for music, especially ancient musical instruments.

According to the circulating records, when Chen Shu's father played the tune, the birds in the sky and the reptiles on the ground would all stop and listen.

For people nowadays, this is more like a glorified story.

But Lin Cen knew that this matter might be true.

An extraordinary musician, what he plays is not a tune.

But my own heart.

Animals are not humans, but they are more sensitive than humans.

It's just a pity that because of the war, Chen Shu's father's hands were destroyed. Since then, the sound of the pipa circling the beam for three days has become a swan song.

In this legend, Chen Shu's father was only 30 or [-] years old, and he was extremely accomplished.

But Lin Cen was different. He didn't mention that he and his body were already linked by heart and soul, but he said that he had been in contact with music for more than a thousand years. If the music under his anger were not under his control, the auditorium that was thundering with applause would have changed a long time ago. It became a dead place.

"Nowadays classical musical instruments are on the decline, and people now think of musical instruments as piano, violin, guitar, saxophone. To be honest, I was surprised when I saw you holding the pipa, but now, thank you for letting me hear such a piece. "

Chen Shu's words were like a drop of water splashed into a frying pan. Regardless of what the other three judges thought, the audience exploded first.

The faces of those little girls who came here with the idea of ​​avenging their elder brother were flushed, and they didn't know whether they were angry or what.

"Is he playing that well?"

"The playing is so bad that you were dumbfounded just now?"

"I... I'm just, not where are you standing?!"

"The last match might have been an accident, but with this move, I decided to follow him!"

"Then I...I also..."

There were more than one such conversations, and the corner of Han Chaoyang's mouth curled down, a little unhappy.

He became popular on the Internet because he sang a cover of an ancient style song. Because of the praise and love of fans, he went further and further on this road, and the titles of "Little Prince of Ancient Style" and "Cultural Inheritor" all belong to him Throw.

The more I listen to it, the more I get carried away.

Looking at the singer who sang modern pop music, I felt like a follower, but when I saw Lin Cen, who also shocked the audience with pipa music, I felt a sense of repulsion as being cut off.

He twitched the corners of his mouth, "Although it is said that the song is good, our show is a singing competition. The song is played, but have you sung it? No matter how superb your skills are, you forget what the basics are. You are Put the cart before the horse!"

After speaking, he tapped the fork in front of him without hesitation.

A piercing "beep" sounded with his movements.

The curvature of Lin Cen's smile did not change at all, it was still polite and shy.

Chen Shu remembered that the young man didn't sing a single word in the last scene, and he seemed to understand something in his heart, and looked at Lin Cen with some affection.

"Why didn't you open your mouth to sing?" The professor from the National Conservatory of Music was also quite old and spoke slowly.

"Because Qin can't talk."

The old professor was stunned for a moment, then nodded, without speaking, he clicked the tick with a "ding dong".

The remaining one of the judges was a singer, and none of the people who could be popular in half the sky had low EQ. Only the official praised Lin Cen, and then gave it a pass.

So far, [-] to [-], Lin Cen passed the game.

There is no ranking in the previous competitions, and you can leave after the performance.

Lin Cen went backstage to pack his luggage, and when he lifted the curtain, he saw dull faces.

Lin Cen curled his lips in disgust.

With just such a room full of idiots, it's no challenge for him to win the championship.

"Lin Cen, you are amazing."

The first person to walk over was Qin Yujian.

Lin Cen raised his eyebrows and kept moving his hands, "It's just average, but some people may not be able to do what they want."

Qin Yu's voice paused when he saw it, "Why didn't I know you could play the pipa."

Lin Cen grinned, "I'm so talented, I didn't know how to do it at first, but when I thought about not letting the person who harmed me get it, I suddenly realized it just now."

He hurt him one by one, which was extremely harsh to some people's ears.

Originally, this shocking song made people feel a little impetuous. After listening to such a song, if they can't overwhelm the subsequent performances, it will become a stepping stone for Lin Cen.

"You are the only one who can't even open your mouth. Who wants to harm you? I'm a mute and I broke the guitar and took the opportunity to beat him up. Lin Cen, you are really shameless!"

"That's right, Mr. Han just pointed it out, you didn't sing in this competition, can you still be opportunistic for the rest of your life?!"

"Why Qin can't talk, you really think you are one with Qin, what..."

"Have you finished?" Lin Cen dragged the suitcase, carrying his damaged guitar on his back, "Let me go when you're done, I'll drive the car."

"you!"

"You, you, you, you ass, can't you hear me? Don't go up and treat it as an abstention."

The person who was arguing with Lin Cen panicked, ran away in a hurry, hugged his piano and rushed up, and then bumped into another person who was about to go up with a "bang"!

"what are you doing?!"

"I still want to ask you what to do!"

"I want to compete on stage, what are you rushing for!"

"Yang Canxi, you are sick, right? It's obviously me who called you."

"It's you?"

Yang Canxi was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly understood what was going on.

He raised his head angrily, but when he saw it, he couldn't even see Lin Cen's back.

……

Lin Cen took a taxi on the side of the road and took a look at Qin Yu who came out behind him.

"What do you do with me? I'll treat you to that meal when I have time."

"It's not in a hurry." Qin Yu waved his hand and asked him where he was going, and he could take him for a ride.

Lin Cen was not polite.

Or he doesn't know what politeness is.

"My car will be here soon. Come here and wait. It's windy on the side of the road."

Lin Cen looked at him suspiciously, "Why are you talking so much all of a sudden, didn't you think I owed you millions before?"

Qin Yu choked at these words.

The young master's ears turned red, "I want to apologize to you."

"Apologize for what?"

Seeing that Qin Yu spoke in a low voice, he was a little embarrassed, "You said that you can't support the wall with mud."

Lin Cen didn't expect it to be because of this.

"It's nothing, you just helped me."

He didn't know why he merged with the original owner, and his mind was in chaos. If Qin Yujian hadn't woken him up by mistake, he might still be in a daze now.

Not only that, but also blamed the original owner for mental illness.

Seeing that Qin Yu pursed his lips, he suddenly changed the subject after a while, "I noticed that you seem to have changed a lot."

Lin Cen sorted out the memory of the original owner, and replied casually, "I know, I have become stronger, but I am not bald."

Qin Yu choked when he saw it, and all the complexities in his heart disappeared, and he couldn't say anything.

Fortunately, at this time, the familiar car stopped in front of him.

"Get in the car, where are you going?"

Lin Cen reported the name of the community, but Qin Yu had never heard of it.

The driver didn't know where it was too remote, so he asked Lin Cen a few more questions before he remembered where it was.

"How do you go to such a remote place?" The driver asked casually, "You may not be able to drive in after getting off the car, the road there is a bit narrow."

"Drive your car, what nonsense!" Qin Yu said impatiently.

He waited for the driver to shut up before carefully looking at Lin Cen.

He worried that the teenager would feel inferior and self-conscious.

As a result, when he turned his head, he saw Lin Cen's surprised gaze, accompanied by a cry of surprise.

"Wow, I thought you changed your sex, but it turned out to be so fierce."

"..."

Wow your size!

He was really out of his mind to worry about hurting his self-esteem!

Qin Yu turned his head away and didn't speak any more when he saw his anger.

Lin Cen was also happy to sort out his memory quietly, following his memory to recall exactly who wanted to harm him.

It was purely because of his performance during the training period, he was jealous, and he attacked himself in order to eliminate dissidents.

Or simply because the original owner offended whom?

They monsters have always paid attention to cause and effect.

Gratitude must be repaid, and revenge must be repaid.

He took Lin Cen's identity, so he had to repay the favor.

The people in the dark want to avenge themselves if they attack him.

No matter from which side he looked at it, he had to find out this black-handed bastard.