【Quick time travel】Push out the old attack every day

At the end of the song, the strings linger in my ears and linger for a long time.

The training hall was silent for a long time, and then there was thunderous applause. Everyone looked at An Mu in amazement, speechless for a while.

Many people were choked with sobs, which was a more uncomfortable way than crying. They wanted to vent the melancholy in their hearts vigorously, but their hearts were blocked by fast stones, and they were extremely uncomfortable.

They didn't know who the song was played for, but the affection in it infected every audience in the venue, feeling sorry for the person in the song, and yearning for this watchful love.

An Mu's mood at this time is quite strange. After all, everyone knows this song, and he just takes it as a normal homework practice, but others regard him as a performer to be obsessed with and worship.

Music plays a very important role in this world. After An Mu plagiarized the heroine's music, he would arouse public outrage and be executed in secret because the music here is too scarce, and there are only a few of them back and forth.

The heroine is a soul wearer, she knows a lot of repertoires, and a classic can be found at her fingertips, so she is naturally admired by everyone.

As we all know, omega is delicate and weak, and the number is scarce. It takes a lot of effort to play songs. There are so many alphas in the empire, and it is a bit overwhelming to play one song. What's more, you have to play sonatas all day long. To faint.

There are good and bad movements. A good movement can not only make the audience feel refreshed and calm the alpha in the rage period to the greatest extent, but also benefit himself and improve his mental state.

Bad movements often require a lot of time to play, generally more than two hours to calm down the alpha in the violent period.

The player who plays will also be mentally and mentally exhausted, and needs to rest for a long time to regain the high concentration and prepare for the next performance.

It only took a few minutes for this piece to make everyone feel good and their spirits improved a little, which shows how good An Mu's piece is.

No matter what everyone was thinking, the rest time passed quickly, and under the leadership of the instructor, everyone resumed the morning mourning.

But this time, I can hear that everyone's movements are a little slow, compared to the previous ones.Emotionally surging, slightly soothing and frivolous.

Several instructors were guiding them to play with normal faces. The brothers and sisters who cried so much last time propped their chins and looked at An Mu frequently, wondering if An Mu would continue the song just now.

Not noticing the vague peeping, An Mu rubbed his belly. He was not full from the bowl of noodle soup at noon, and he worked hard after playing the erhu, so he was a little hungry now.

Looking at the students who were trying to win glory for the school, An Mu pouted, stood up and walked towards the instructor.

Several instructors were secretly watching An Mu's movements. Seeing him coming, they thought he wanted to teach everyone how to play, but he stood pitifully in front of Tren, staring at the few pieces in his hand like a wolf. Watermelon: "I want to eat watermelon."

The watermelon in the hands of the instructors was a comfort item from the previous representative senior brother. It was not warm when it arrived, and it was only a few pieces, which was not enough to share among several people.

This person is quite thick-skinned, as an ordinary person, who would want to eat with the strict instructor who taught him, only An Mu dared to be so informal.

Maybe it was because he felt that Tren sent him to the school infirmary, and the two had a friendship, so he dared to ask for food in front of Tren.

The instructors were actually not very thirsty, and they all brought water bottles. If An Mu wanted to eat, he could give them all.

But the students were all watching, and they didn't dare to make it so obvious, so as not to cause trouble for An Mu.

The period of military training is the adaptation period for everyone to enter the university. Military training is so exhausting. Before getting along with friends or students, the instructor is the spiritual sustenance of the students.

Now that the spiritual sustenance dares to be so kind to others, everyone does not show it on the surface, and there will be some resentment in their hearts.

"You take this over there to eat." Thrun pointed at the parasol, telling An Mu to be more sensible, and stay there obediently, don't cause trouble and don't pretend.

An Mu glanced at the senior sisters with sparkling eyes, and always felt that something was wrong with the way they looked at him, so he shook his head: "I'm a little hungry, and I want to eat something to fill my stomach."

It's rare to hear An Mu's serious words. It seems that he is really hungry, but the cafeteria door is locked now, and he can't let An Mu leave at will. If something happens, it's really not like the school will explain.

I remember carrying a pack of military rations on my body before I left, rubbing a few pockets, Thrun took out the well-packed military rations, and handed them to An Mu: "This one is hungry, and I will practice with everyone after eating."

Trunk could see that the school doctor Eli was helping Anmu lie. Just seeing his ruddy complexion, he knew that the anemia was not that serious, and that proper training was still possible.

An Mu took the small package of military rations and walked back silently, muttering to himself: I didn't expect the Tren people to be quite good.

After a few mouthfuls of hard dry military rations, his stomach felt full. An Mu narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling sleepy.

At this time, several school leaders came to inspect and inspect the students. They were satisfied with the hard work of the students. When they saw An Mu sitting there very conspicuously, looking like he was about to fall asleep, they frowned deeply at the same time.

The school manager still remembers An Mu. After he went back, he used all the power in his hands, but failed to find the musician who condensed the Erquan Yingyue movement.

Thinking of An Mu's unique erhu piece, the school manager gave up his plan to cheat for the piece.

Students who can come to the Muse Academy, which one is a fuel-efficient lamp, don't get into trouble when the time comes.

After getting a general understanding of the training situation of the students with the officers, the school leaders left quickly to inspect other places.

The training hall is not as hot as the outside with direct sunlight. There are so many people gathered together, the airflow is not circulating, and it will feel very stuffy after staying for a long time.

The practice time passed quickly. With the whistle blowing, today's military training was over. Under the adoring eyes of three roommates, An Mu floated to the second floor of the cafeteria.

Standing at the window, under the staring death of the aunt de1 in the cafeteria, An Mu touched the pockets all over his body, but he couldn't find a dollar. Bert paid for the meal in advance.

An Mu depressedly held the plate and said to Burt, "I'll pay you back the money in a few days."

Bert waved his hand richly: "No, just treat it as my treat for you."

An's family gave An Mu a lot of pocket money before school started, but An Mu spent it all in a blink of an eye, and took it outside to eat, drink and have fun. Father An was so angry that he cut off all of An Mu's cards, threatening to let An Mu think about it during this period of time. way to make money.

As soon as An Mu returned to the dormitory, he counted the remaining money and found that it was only a few hundred yuan. If 600 yuan was used frugally, it would last a long time, but in the high-spending Muse Academy, the money is far from enough. It can only last until next Monday at the latest.

It seems to have to find a way to make money.