Interstellar Music Master

The author has something to say: put the important things first: First, regarding the setting problem mentioned by a relative yesterday, I can only say that the space for imagination is infinite, and there is no need to limit yourself so rigidly. The silicon base itself is a hypothetical organism that has yet to be discovered.In addition, I am a modern person, so I will naturally use vocabulary familiar to modern people. If I replace DNA with SNA, people may not understand what it means.Just as the word "gun" was a cold weapon in ancient times, but it has become a hot weapon in modern times and has nothing to do with wood, but the word "gun" is still used. People are good at understanding things they are used to.

Novels are not science, they are stories.There is no need to test the imagination, it is only the imagination of others, this is my understanding.

Second, people are different. Before death, no one knows what they will do at that time. Before the protagonist dies, he wants to play his favorite music at the end. I think there is nothing wrong with it.So-and-so, that ancient mathematician, before being arrested and beheaded, glanced at the soldier who arrested him and said, "Let me finish this problem." So-and-so?I'm a memory scum o(╯□╰)o In short, it's just purple

Although the prices on Planet Emir are lower than those on Central Setter, things like nutrients are the same as table salt in modern society. The price is uniform throughout the empire, and malicious price hikes are not allowed.According to the standard of the empire, a nutritional supplement of 5 star coins can provide a person with a day's calories, which is considered cheap and everyone can afford it.Now there are 20 nutrients in this bag, worth 100 star coins, and just now the system prompted to delete the reward and delete the flower 10, that is to say, 10 star coins are worth one flower?

So if you want to become a music master, do you want to earn items or money equivalent to 1000 billion star coins?It is estimated that the money earned by working in the music industry must be earned, and the money earned by working part-time (although I can't find a job) is probably not included.

So, what are bricks?The net number of flowers = the number of flowers - the number of bricks. Since the two can be added and subtracted, it means that they should be of the same nature.Flowers are money earned, are bricks lost?

Li Xin couldn't figure it out, so she put the matter aside, took the nutritional supplement and asked hesitantly, "Why do you give it to me?"

The man on the opposite side pointed to the pipa, then pointed to his ear, and grinned.He was probably smiling, just because his face was too scary to see that he was smiling, but Li Xin could feel that he seemed to be in a good mood, and he didn't have that manic look.

I secretly looked at the current situation on the board, so fan 1 refers to the person opposite?Li Xin injected herself with a burst of nutrients, and after recovering her strength, she picked up the pipa beside her and asked, "Do you like the music I play?"

The man nodded, but he didn't speak the whole time, Li Xin wondered if the other party was dumb or his throat was hurt.After all, the scars on his face are terrible, he looks like he has been severely injured, and it is normal for his throat to be injured.

Li Xin herself is unable to sing due to her throat being smoked, so she always has an inexplicable sympathy for those with voice problems.He took a closer look at the man and felt that the face was not so scary anymore, he smiled at the man and asked, "Did you heal my injury?"

The man nodded, with a hint of embarrassment in his eyes, he stretched out his finger and wrote on the ground: I'm sorry, I couldn't control it at the time...

Li Xin shook his head indifferently and said: "It's not your fault at all, no one wants to be born with a mental frequency that exceeds the normal value, and no one wants to be abandoned on this planet. Everyone is just trying to live, and you are not Saved me? To be honest, if it wasn't for you, sooner or later I would be torn apart by the people in this yard."

The man nodded, with a trace of relief in his eyes.

"My name is Li Xin, what's your name?" Li Xin held out an olive branch.

The man seemed to frowned and touched his wrist.Li Xin noticed that the other party, like himself, did not have a personal terminal.In addition, this person's situation is quite miserable, Li Xin has filled up a lot of bloody plots in his brain for a while, he has been filming TV dramas for so many years, he has learned nothing else, but he has learned a lot.Just trying to figure it out, the man gestured on the ground again and said: I don't remember.

"Then why should I call you?" Li Xin considerately did not continue to ask about his situation, "You are my savior, so I can't just call you hello."

The man shook his head silently and said nothing, probably Li Xin could tell him anything.

Li Xin didn't mention this matter, anyway, he and the mute met by chance, the mute injured him and then rescued him, it's considered even, neither owes each other.He came to this world without any friends, and was very lonely. When he saw such a talkative person, he naturally wanted to make friends with him, but the other party had no such intention, and Li Xin didn't force it.

Let him continue to be lonely, anyway, the life of pursuing art will always be lonely, and the only thing that can understand him is music.

Li Xin picked up the pipa and changed to a Chinese-style "Blue and White Porcelain". "Blue and White Porcelain" itself is not played with a pipa, but because it is more suitable for playing in an ancient style, playing it with a pipa is much better than the song I made.Anyway, it's just a hand practice, the purpose is to improve the proficiency of the instrument, the tune is not important, the important thing is the technique.Li Xin's singing skills are really good, and the voice of this body is also quite good, his tone is gentle and euphemistic, and the tune makes him elegant and refined. Although the sound of the pipa is not so smooth, but the fit of the music and the instrument, The singer's dedication to singing imbued the entire parking lot with a taste of exhaustion.

The time has spanned thousands of years in a trance, leading people to the quaint small town in the south of the Yangtze River. In the mist and rain, across the river to the smoke of people's cooking in the distance, it is peaceful and quiet.

The mute sat opposite Li Xin, at first he frowned slightly at the completely incomprehensible lyrics and the tune that was so different from modern times, and slowly he eased his brows, closed his eyes quietly, even though his face was scary, he still showed a very serious expression. Comfortable expression.

It's really quiet and peaceful, the churning and tearing brain seems to be covered by a layer of ice veil, refreshing the blood boiling in the brain, and the whole body is extremely soothing.

No matter how strong the manic desire is, it turns into a tranquility in this music.

It seems that I haven't slept for a long time, I seem very tired, I seem to have finally found a harbor to dock, but take a rest.

The mute's breathing gradually became even, and Li Xin's technique became more and more proficient in the vocal music.He played tirelessly for hours, his fingers should have worn out normally.But I don't know whether it's the effect of the golden finger or the people in the future world will have better physique than before. Apart from feeling a little tired, Li Xin doesn't feel any pain in her fingertips.

She sang several Chinese-style pieces with gentle tunes, and she also played the pipa much more proficiently.Li Xin stopped and saw that the mute was sleeping soundly, and the sun had already set.

He let go of the pipa, took out the sleeping bag from the space box, and stuffed himself in it. He was also very tired.

After lying down, the system automatically popped up a line of words: [The host please work hard to realize the dream as soon as possible, otherwise the host will become an unqualified host, and the system will become an unqualified system and be deleted. ] Li Xin: "..."

I really don't know who made this broken system, I really want to run over and shoot the original author to death, it's the rhythm of killing people.But that's right, how can a music system not force the owner to sing.Just thinking about his current level, it's really shameful to be a beggar on the street!It is obviously a very good street art, but I really don't want to do it after being translated by the system like this!

Li Xin silently fell asleep with a stuffy heart, perhaps because there was someone beside him who was no longer so lonely, he slept until dawn without even having a dream.After waking up, the mute got up early, and he probably went somewhere to take care of himself. The wounds on his face and hands were also bandaged. Except for the eyes that were exposed, the rest of the body was tightly bandaged, like a mummy.

Speaking of which, due to the advanced level of medical treatment in this world, flesh wounds can be healed with just a shot of trauma medicine, and such things as bandages and gauze have long been extinct, and they are not in his personal first aid kit.I really don’t know where the dumb got these bandages, and his injury is really strange. I guess the trauma medicine can’t cure it. The skin is all turned out, like blooming, and it feels like a large-scale skin peeling. I don’t know. How did the dumb get himself into such a mess.

Thanks to the efforts of many G-type robots, the public facilities of Emil Planet are still available.There is a washing place in the parking lot, Li Xin ran to wash his face, changed the tattered clothes on his body from yesterday's accident, and he was a clean and handsome young man again.Originally, Li Xin was very attractive, but the appearance of this body really surpassed the original body in seconds.Not to mention the youthful face, the figure is also flexible and strong. Although the height of 175 is short in the eyes of Siji people, Li Xin is still very satisfied.

Good-looking is good-looking, but the clothes I am wearing now are the last set in the space box, and all the rest are scrapped.These clothes are much stronger than before. Unfortunately, the Emil planet is too dangerous, and a mouse can scrap a set of Li Xin's precious clothes.Originally, there were not many changes of clothes in the space box, but now there is really no way out.

He had to find a way to make money, so let's break his shame. Before he entered the entertainment industry, he used to walk around singing with a guitar on his back.

Taking the pipa around on the street, Li Xin chose Muhua Plaza not far from the car park as the venue for his first performance. He randomly moved a stone and sat down, plucked the strings, and played a popular song first. "I want to have a home".In fact, this style of music is not suitable for pipa, but Li Xin made some changes, it sounds half ancient and half vulgar, and it is quite interesting.Those who sing in the streets and alleys, of course they have to sing songs with dreams like "I am a little bird" and "In Spring".

The mute followed Li Xin all the time, and he sat beside him and listened to him singing, sitting on the ground with a very focused expression.

It's a pity that there was only a dumb listener after playing all morning. The residents of the interstellar world seldom walk when they go out, and they all drive airships.The people on Planet Amir are relatively indifferent, because they don’t know when they will turn their faces, and everyone’s feelings are not deep, and the relationship between people is very indifferent. Li Xin played all morning, no one stopped for his music, singing until his tongue was dry Dry, except for the dumb handing over a glass of water, I didn't get any rewards and flowers.

"Hey, there's no one at all." Li Xin was a little dejected when returning to the parking lot for a break at noon.

The mummy rolled her eyes and silently handed Li Xin a bottle of nutrition.Nutrients can only maintain the minimum consumption of the day. If there is physical activity, you have to use it again, otherwise you will be very hungry and tired.

After resting for a while to regain energy, Li Xin went to the square with her pipa again.At the beginning, it was normal that no one would join in, after all, people here are not used to ancient music.In the memory of Li Xin's original owner, there are very few popular songs now, and almost no one learns music. The market is that those few popular songs are not very good, and everyone doesn't like them very much.

Everything is difficult at the beginning, the most important thing is the first audience.

This time the mute didn't follow Li Xin, and after they went out together, this person didn't know where he went.

The last audience was gone. Li Xin sighed and played the pipa slowly. The tune was a little sad, it was "Ten Years".

After frantically playing break-up songs for two hours, Li Xin was a little discouraged, and was thinking about whether to play "I Will Love You When I Die" to refresh myself, when there was a strange sound behind me, as if dragging some heavy object Same.

He turned around stiffly, only to see that the mute was holding a long rope in his hand, and a group of people were tied behind the rope. It really was a group, more than 100!

More than 100 people were beaten so badly that they couldn't stand up. The mute threw them in front of Li Xin, untied the ropes and pressed them to the ground one by one to prevent them from leaving.Then the mute nodded to Li Xin, made a movement of playing the pipa, and signaled him to start singing.

Li Xin: "..."

[System: The current number of host fans is 1, the number of flowers is 10, and the number of blacks: 137.Reminder, the system will self-destruct if the number of net followers is negative by 136, and the current number of net fans is -[-], please pay attention to the host. 】