When the Almighty becomes a passerby [Quick Transmigration]

"Aaron, what he said in class...is true." Holt opened his mouth with difficulty. Against the background of this beautiful music, the repeated notes that Katice summoned were really boring .

Aaron's father is one of Chris's executive deputy chiefs. He has great expectations for Aaron, but Aaron's talent is only mediocre. He looks at Qin Duan with envy in his heart.

Who is not envious?

The group of four lost their minds and returned to the dormitory in a daze.

"Oh dear, did you dream about the undead last night?"

Lawrence saw the dark circles under the eyes of several people, and joked with a smile.

Aaron sighed, and the other three also let out a long sigh, without speaking.

Lawrence shook his head. Maybe this was a young man's worries. He thoughtfully stopped asking, and then announced an important news.

"Seven days later, it will be Chris's annual field battle. Our graduating students will go to Weiyuan Tower to fight against the undead. Are you ready?"

"Ready!"

"Of course!"

"I can't wait!"

"This time I'm going to show my skills."

There were bursts of cheers and vows in the classroom, with the innocence of young people and the courage of newborn calves not afraid of tigers.

After that, Qin Duan was left alone by Lawrence.

"Ann, let's practice together these seven nights, shall we?"

Lawrence's emerald eyes were full of worry. His words were extremely euphemistic. He said that he was practicing together, but in fact he was breaking off the small fire for Qin, fearing that he would not be able to protect himself in the actual combat after seven days. After all, Qin Duan only barely learned There was a summoning magic.

Qin Duan knew that Ann's parents were gone, and only in the church school could he have food and a place to sleep. It was Lawrence who discovered his talent and asked him to come to the school for the exam, and when he learned about his preferences, he borrowed money for him. Travel notes and miscellaneous books, let him see the romantic things in the past.

Qin Duan raised the corner of his mouth, looking innocent, "No need, dear Lawrence, please believe me, I will be your pride."

Lawrence almost thought he heard it wrong, his eyes were round, and then he showed a gratified smile. He always thought that Qin Duan was delicate, hardworking, and he was able to summon musical instruments when he was very young, so he was extremely talented. People, although his progress is slower than others in classroom learning, he can definitely catch up.

"Okay, I'll cheer for you from the seats."

Because he was about to participate in the actual graduation battle, Lawrence no longer taught the students. Instead, the Administration Office sent a special education teacher with decades of experience to conduct intensive training for the teenagers.

Magic Class A and Class B finally sat in the same sacred hall, and the teenagers who used to look down on each other began to build new friendships.

The thin old man's eyes shot a sharp light, and his eyes scanned like a falcon, and finally caught the person he was looking for.

"stand up."

Qin Duan was stared at by the Ivantes, and he stood up obediently.

Ivan sneered, "I read your report card, it's rubbish, rubbish, I don't know why you still have the face to stay here."

Everyone didn't dare to express their anger. It was the first time they had seen such a strict teacher. After all, they were flower seedlings who grew up in the love encouraged by Lawrence and Leah.

Qin Duan was silent for a moment, and said sincerely, "I'm very sorry, Teacher Ivante, I have many shortcomings, but in the future study, I will not slow down the progress."

Ivan persisted and continued to abuse, but he came with Austin's entrustment, which was bound to completely abolish Qin Duan's self-confidence.

Austin is the youngest son of Consul Chris. In the entrance examination that year, Austin ranked behind Qin Duan, one place short of being able to enter the school. He hated Qin Duan to death, and Ivan used to be Austin's tutor. The relationship is very close.

Aaron clenched his fists and stood up abruptly, "Evante, he is not a waste, he has unparalleled talent!"

Ed was submissive, but he still raised his hand to argue for Qin Duan. Afterwards, both Nuoer and Hott spoke for Qin Duan.

Ivan slammed the thick magic handout onto the wooden table, "You have no discipline at all!"

Everyone shrank their shoulders, a little trembling, Father God, please let this terrible scene pass quickly.

Qin Duan didn't expect the group of four to speak for him, and he also saw that Ivan's visitor was not kind.

"Evante, please allow me to show what I have learned."

Katisse is a little anxious, what Qin Duan is doing, he can't do it at all, there is only one at most, and he will be scolded by Ivante Cult even worse, maybe she can report to Ivante Cult and ask her to help Qin Duan.

Ivan snorted heavily, "If you can't complete the three summons, you and the four of them, get out of this holy church."

The students in Class A were a little worried, even desperate. They were in class with Qin Duan, how could they not know Qin Duan's strength, but they were kicked out just like this... They usually don't wait to see Qin Duan, but how could they know Qin Duan's strength? Still a collective.

"I don't know what the three ways are." Qin Duan said lightly.

The students in class A all showed expressions of being finished, but Ivan already showed a smile of winning.

"Just listen to it."

Qin Duan summoned the wandering qin, the sound of the qin circulated, and the notes jumped. Everyone seemed to see fragrant orchids blooming one after another, and it seemed that a white elf was dancing, leading them to play in various fairylands.

This is not a series of monotonous musical notes, but melodious and melodious music, which breaks through the limitation of the so-called summoning magic and exerts the true power of the instrument.

Regardless of whether it was Class A or Class B, everyone looked at Qin Duan in shock, as if they were meeting him for the first time.

What's happening here?

Ivan's hands trembled slightly. This kind of talent... is impossible. He quickly calmed down, his eyes flashed fiercely, and his tone was full of criticism, "You didn't recite the magic scriptures, and you didn't thank the tall Father God, isn't that true? Right way!"

Qin Duan smiled slightly, "The right path is to protect my relatives and friends, Chris, and Goodall, not to sing praises."

He turned his head to look at everyone, "We all have this talent, we can all play beautiful romantic sounds."

All of a sudden, everyone exclaimed and happily discussed this powerful and coherent music that could be called real music.

"Get out, get out of here quickly!" Ivan yelled through gritted teeth, looking at the crowd who were about to move.

Qin Duan didn't care, he just called the curtain gracefully, and then walked out unhurriedly.

After Qin Duan left everyone's sight, Ivan's heart was relieved, and he slammed on the wooden table, emphasizing his iron discipline seriously.

"Next, open the scriptures and first sing praises to our great Father God!"

Everyone put away the little excitement before, and obeyed obediently, while the group of four made a gesture under the table, with a sly flash in their eyes.

……

The dormitory was dark, and the group of four left their dormitory and sneaked into Qin Duan's room.

"Ann, are you there?"

Qin Duan turned over and looked at the four pairs of shining eyes, still a little panicked, really like a weasel trying to steal a chicken.

"what happened?"

Aaron couldn't wait to ask, "You said that all of us have this talent, is it true?"

The other three were also excited, staring closely at Qin Duan who sat up.

"Of course, do you want to learn?"

The group of four nodded like chickens pecking at rice, of course, who wouldn't want to have this kind of talent?

Qin Duan hooked the corner of his mouth, "Then you need to do one thing first."

Holt was very clever. Seeing the confused looks of the other three, he took the lead in apologizing, "I'm sorry, Ann, we were wrong before... We apologize sincerely, and you can give us another hard blow to relieve our anger."

Aaron held out his finger, "Three times, no, ten times is fine."

Qin Duan waved his hand, "You skipped Ivan's class tomorrow, and went to the back mountain cliff, I will tell you the trick, it's up to you whether you come or not."

After speaking, Qin Duan pulled up the quilt, turned around and fell asleep, leaving the group of four entangled in place.

The next day, Ivan was so pissed off at the sight of the five empty seats that he lost his temper in the classroom, and then continued to make the students recite the solemn scriptures.

On the cliff, the hearts of the group of four were pounding. This was the first time they were so unruly.

Qin Duan formed a circle with the four and asked them to call out their instruments. Noel's instrument was a flute, Holt's was a harp, Ed's was a violin, and Aaron's was a snare drum.

"Think about your favorite and most romantic thing!"

Noel blushed and said, "Perhaps it is to write a little poem for the flower outside the window." He never dared to tell others, after all, in the eyes of others, it is so boring to write something for an inconspicuous little flower things.

Qin Duan clapped his hands, "Oh, this is really a romantic thing."

Seeing that everyone didn't think him strange, but praised him instead, Noel felt a breeze in his heart.

Holt rolled his eyes, "It's to make gorgeous brooches for my clothes, I love these beautiful little things!"

He took out a few feather brooches from his pocket, "It's a pity that I only have these four. My father said that this is something that craftsmen only do."

Ed exclaimed, "It's so beautiful, Hult, can you give me one? I will cherish it."

Holt pushed the brooch out, "Here it is for you, take it, I am the most generous."

Ed picked out a brooch with perfectly intertwined colors, "If I can paint a picture with perfect color splicing, it should be the most romantic."

Aaron struggled for a long time, and after seeing what his friends had said, he hesitated, "Okay...maybe, maybe it's because of swinging that sword, oh, you know, I'm more active..."

Qin Duan raised his eyebrows, "That's so cool, sweeping away the undead with one sword!"

Aaron scratched his head, "No... the sword can't harm the undead, okay, but I like to stab it."

Qin Duan snapped his fingers, "Then do it!"

The author has something to say: Qin Xueza makes a big fuss at the Magic Music Academy haha~

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