intoxicating

——Twelve Flute Wood——

The next day, Yu Qiao got a new sheet music. This time the request was a bit embarrassing, and he knew it well, so he didn't expect Gong Lingxi to improve it much, as long as he changed a few places.

But the new score is completely different from the old score. The old score has a cheerful and relaxed tone as a whole, with occasional sadness. What Yu Qiao hopes is to focus on sadness and supplement it with happiness.

But now, the joy is gone, and the sadness is almost gone, which can be called tragic.

Just as Yu Qiao wanted to point out the subtle difference, she read the score several times from beginning to end, "Is this war?"

"Using war to set off the insignificance of personal feelings, this feeling is like a huge torrent, in which, it will be swallowed at any time."

Gong Lingxi said it seriously, but in fact it was just to cover up his embarrassment that he couldn't compose a love song.

Yu Qiao frowned and said nothing.

"Is it not good?"

"It's not bad, it's better to say that you gave me a problem."

Opening the drawer, Yu Qiao took out the script, flipped it open, marked several places, and turned to the first marked place, and began to scribble and change.

The change this time is not too big, but it is just a few strokes, and the emotional tone of the whole script has undergone earth-shaking changes.

After reading the script, Gong Lingxi finally understood what Yu Qiao meant, "This change will increase the pressure on the actors, especially the heroine."

As soon as she raised her head, Gong Lingxi saw Yu Qiao's face, fair face, eyes like a crescent moon when she smiled, but at the moment there was a chill.

Gong Lingxi was a little guilty, because of his proposal, the script was changed again and again, and the pressure on the actors was getting bigger every time.

After being stared at for some time, Yu Qiao suddenly showed her face, and Gong Lingxi's three spirits returned to their positions.

"Like..." Yu Qiao asked.

"like what?"

"Heroine."

Gong Lingxi continues to crash...

Yu Qiao asked in surprise, "You really don't know?"

"what do you know?"

"This story is actually an adaptation, it has a prototype."

Yu Qiao thought he had made it clear enough, but Gong Lingxi still didn't understand, Yu Qiao had to continue to explain, "Many years ago, there was a female general, and now she is a female general, but she was not at that time, she fell in love with The son of the patriarch of the mermaid tribe."

Gong Lingxi remembered, there seemed to be such a story, it was a bedtime story that Fat Fou told him, but Gong Lingxi would not like to listen to fairy tales, and directly ignored Fat Fou's bedtime stories, helplessly Fat Fou repeated Retelling the storybook, Gong Lingxi really remembered part of it.

"Could it be Qi Hanxi?"

When Fat Fou told the story, he withdrew the name of the person, but the look in his eyes, once seen, he would never forget.

"It seems that I don't need to explain anymore."

The script has been revised several times, and the actors are in a state of chaos. In addition, they have to adapt to the new soundtrack. Yu Qiao has been rushing to work overtime these days. Xi is not surprised at all.

Finally came the day of the performance, and the performance location was arranged in the school auditorium, where events are often held, important speeches by big figures, opening ceremonies of school activities, and so on.

Being able to perform in the auditorium already shows the influence of these people.

Before the time came, the door was bustling with people.

The revised score was more complicated, Gong Lingxi alone was not enough, and Yu Qiao borrowed a few people from the music club, who were standing nervously in the background.

They are not actors, but they also need to perform on stage, and it is a scene like a gymnasium, where there are many usual friends, so don't worry too much at the moment.

On the other hand, Gong Lingxi looked very calm.

The performance officially started, the heroine appeared on the stage, Yu Qiao's frame was not wide, and with the decoration, it took a long time for many people to realize that this was a reverse play. After a strange silence, a group of people screamed.

When the lights are turned on, the heroine's life is briefly brought back. Because of the mission, the heroine came to the mermaid planet, and met the hero who turned into a human, and a love affair began.

The tone here is overall brisk, and the story is lighthearted and witty.

However, when the scene changed, the forces behind the heroine learned of this and put pressure on the heroine, and the patriarch of the mermaid clan also restrained his son's feet, and the two were forced to separate.

After that is the war, but this is a love story, and it doesn't write too much about the war, but focuses on the choices and emotional entanglements between the two.

The old patriarch died, the new patriarch succeeded, and the heroine also went into battle.

The mermaid tribe was defeated, and the new patriarch also died in the war, and was killed by his beloved.

The screenwriter of the story is Yu Qiao. He has a precise grasp of the heroine's heart, coupled with the rendering of music, the whole venue is filled with a chilling atmosphere.

War is ruthless, and no one knows when heaven and man will be separated forever.

When everyone was immersed in it, Gong Lingxi suddenly woke up. The violinist played a wrong section just now, maybe she was too nervous.

But then, another person made a mistake, no longer the violinist, but the cellist.

Although I know that these people's levels are uneven, this is not the case during training.

Gong Lingxi couldn't help distracting part of her attention to observe the situation of the few people. Their expressions were normal, and they were not as nervous as Gong Lingxi imagined. It seemed that they had adjusted.

Just as he was about to withdraw his gaze, a strange luster flashed, following the light and shadow, it flowed from the bottom to the high place.

It seems to be a silk thread, the kind of silk thread that spiders make in their webs, it looks very thin, but it is very shiny and tough.

It's just a spider, nothing to worry about.

It's just that the spider silk swayed, and the people below moved accordingly, and the music went wrong again.

This was not an accident, Gong Lingxi stared at the silk thread.Immediately afterwards, he discovered that there was another silk thread, no, not just that one, everyone had silk threads on their bodies, except him.

One person raised his head, facing his direction, got up, still playing the violin in his hand, but was approaching him, and when he was a step away from him, he threw away the violin in his hand, and the whole person rushed towards him.

Gong Lingxi dodged sideways, the violinist didn't catch anyone, and flew out, hitting the piano violently, and tried to fight back, but was trapped by Gong Lingxi's backhand.

But Gong Lingxi was not in the mood to escape the crisis, her eyes turned, and other people also leaned over.

Their eyes were dull, their hands and feet were wooden, like the puppet show they had seen before, and the spider silk was not the thread that held the puppet.

There is no puppet art in this era, but there are similar abilities, so there must be people who control them, and the spider silk extends directly to the sky above the stage, indicating that the person who controls them is above.

Looking up, there was indeed a person standing on the metal shelf, wearing a school uniform.

The music stopped suddenly. How could the people on the stage not respond? The audience also whispered to each other when they noticed something strange.

"What are you doing?" Yu Qiao rushed over angrily, but was shocked by the scene in front of her.

Gong Lingxi was climbing up the shelf, followed by a group of people.

Qi Zhao who arrived later also opened his eyes wide, "Is this a juggling show?"

Yu Qiao reacted quickly, noticing the unusualness of the matter, and at the same time noticing the person on the shelf, "Lin Die?"

"It turns out that your injury has healed, but why did you climb to such a high place? It's too dangerous..." Qi Zhao said.

"It's not right."

"What's wrong?"

"It's not right anywhere."

Qi Zhao was still puzzled, but soon things were explained to him, and someone came over again, ignoring the persuasion of the two, and climbed onto the shelf.

"Why did they do this? How does it seem to be controlled?"

"It's the silk thread, cut it off..." Yu Qiao ordered.

If possible, he would like to go up and chop it himself, but there is no way, his avatar is not a weapon, and his combat power is pitifully weak.

On the other hand, Qi Zhao, although he hadn't figured out what happened, listened to Yu Qiao's words very much. He had already drawn out his weapon and swung his sword down. The silk thread froze and broke into several pieces, and even the temperature in the air dropped several degrees.

Breaking, growing, breaking again, and growing again, this is like an endless cycle, and only when one party exhausts its strength can it be terminated.

"If this continues, everyone will be tricked..." Qi Zhao was helpless.

"Block all around."

"Will this cause panic?" Qi Zhao asked worriedly.

"Do we have to wait until the whole school has been recruited before blocking it?"

Several passages were closed, and the gates were slowly closed, and some students who hadn't had time to escape crowded together.

"Let me go out, why close the door."

"Yes, open the door, I want to go out."

"The brain is sick, but there are still people coming in."

Seeing a person come in, the door was completely closed, and the people at the door looked at him angrily. If this person hadn't squeezed in suddenly, they would have ran out a long time ago.

The visitor ignored the insults, looked around, and landed on a corner of the stage, where a person was hanging high, trying to climb up the truss.

As soon as the hands were put on, Lin Die sneered, her figure flashed quickly, and then jumped to another truss. The speed of her figure made Gong Lingxi's previous efforts come to naught.

The two people underground also noticed Lin Die's abnormality. Qi Zhao jumped behind Lin Die with a few hits, and just wanted to catch her, but she seemed to have eyes behind her. fall elsewhere.

Qi Zhao was very regretful, he was almost able to catch Lin Die just now because of a mistake.

The sword light flashed, Qi Zhao was stunned, he didn't make a move, why there was a sword light, could it be the sober audience who made the move?

It was too late, this person shot with good intentions, but Qi Zhao is proficient in swordsmanship, the sword is a melee weapon, and the attack range is limited, according to the attack distance just now, it will miss.

Sure enough, as he expected, the sword energy did not hurt Lin Die.

But that person seemed to have not expected it, and made a few more sword strikes one after another. Although each attack was closer than the previous attack, looking at Lin Die's expression, he clearly expected that the attack would not fall on him. Don't hide, deal with it with ease.

"Hmph..." Lin Die snorted coldly, with a sarcasm on her face, completely different from the Lin Die that Qi Zhao usually knew, Lin Die was a warm and cheerful girl, and she would never have such an expression.

But at this moment, she was sneering, that feeling was completely unfamiliar, not to mention eyes widening and muscles twisting, such changes made Qi Zhao afraid.

But there was something wrong, Lin Die used to be in that kind of aloof posture, how could he show a ferocious look like pain at this time.

Qi Zhao didn't understand, there were too many things he didn't understand, Lin Die suddenly changed into a different person, controlled the people in the lobby, and played tricks on them as he did now, then turned his head suddenly and looked behind him ferociously .

behind?What is behind her?

When and where was the gun?

No, Lin Die was shot.

Qi Zhao suddenly felt angry. Even if he was controlled by others, Lin Die was still his classmate, and he should focus on controlling her. How could he be cruel to her.

And it was Gong Lingxi who fired the shot, the person who took Lin Die's place, after several days of getting along, why didn't he see the cold-bloodedness of the other party.

Lin Die fell rapidly, and it was too late for Qi Zhao to catch her. Lin Die was picked up and placed flat in the center of the stage.

"You take care of her first."

"This is the Twelve Qin Simu..." Seeing that Zuo Xiyou was about to leave, Yu Qiao grabbed him and hurriedly explained.

Twelve Qin Simu, relying on silk threads to control puppets, is very difficult to deal with, and is cunning. The reason why it is called cunning is that it will transfer, and when it sees something wrong, it will transfer to the person who is possessed.

"Control Method?"

"It's not a remote control. The person who controls it should be nearby. As for the method, it is very likely to be the sound."

Yu Qiao wasn't too sure. Apart from the noisy voices around and the sound of training whistles in the distance of the campus, he didn't hear any sound that could be used as a medium.