Opening a Shop in the Nightmare World

"weird things?"

Facing Gao Yang's question, Su Zimo showed a thoughtful expression, and after a moment of silence, he shook his head and said, "It's just an ordinary training institution, so there's nothing strange about it."

"Big brother." Standing not far away, the little friend Pengpeng came over suddenly and pulled Su Zimo's clothes. His big eyes were pure and clear, and he was really a cute kid. "Big brother, did you forget something?" Are you in the classroom?"

But such a cute child, in Su Zimo's view, is not simple.

Because even Gao Yang, a confident senior, had already begun to believe Su Zimo's lies, but this child brought back the topic that had been distracted by Su Zimo, and began to confirm Su Zimo's identity again.

Su Zimo didn't feel at a loss because of Peng Peng's question, he just walked to the upright piano at the front of the music classroom, and took down a somewhat old sheet music from the piano.

At that moment, the little friend Peng Peng's eyes suddenly widened.

When he first entered the classroom, Su Zimo had already looked around through the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and then found this "baby" on the piano.

[Score of the Dead (???]

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[Description: playing the piano...playing the piano...playing the piano...playing the piano...]

[special power:? ? ? ]

This is a piano score, but perhaps because of the old relationship, the cover is missing, and Su Zimo can only know its name through the notes in the text.

"Is it Big Brother's piano score?" Peng Peng walked closer to have a look, then blinked again, "Big Brother, I admire people who can play the piano the most, can you play this piece for us? "

"..." Su Zimo paused, "I don't think this is the time to play the piano. Do any of you know where the rest of the people on this floor have gone? Before I came, I called the front desk and a few teachers on duty. Called, but no one answered."

"It's okay now." Peng Peng looked at the inside of his left arm, looked at Su Zimo with those eyes that were eager and irresistible, and shook the corner of Su Zimo's clothes from time to time, "just play Just play for a while, and then we'll leave with Big Brother, shall we?"

As he said that, the kid squinted his eyes and laughed, looking innocent and innocent.

Su Zimo knew very well that Peng Peng was not just acting like a baby, he just wanted to see if this self-proclaimed "music teacher" could play the piano, or what his piano skills were.

But Su Zimo just smiled back, bent down and put the bag he was carrying on one shoulder in a convenient place, and sat down on the soft leather bench in front of the piano.The thin chain on the mirror frame hangs down because of Su Zimo's bending over, shining platinum-gold light under the soft light directly above the upright piano.

Su Zimo, who wears thin chain glasses, can give people a sense of nobility no matter how simple his outfit is.

This is especially true when the slender porcelain white hands rest on the black and white keys.

Feeling the touch of black and white keys after a long absence, a smile flashed across Su Zimo's mouth. The successor of the Su family has been taught by various famous teachers since he was a child. How could he not be proficient in one or two musical instruments?Peng Peng's temptation was within Su Zimo's expectation from the very beginning.

Flipping through a completely unfamiliar sheet music with one hand, Su Zimo memorized the first half of the sheet music as quickly as possible, and the other hand has already gracefully slid across the piano keys, and the notes like a spring in the mountains flowed from the fingertips. pouring down.

The jerky feeling between the fingers at the beginning was well controlled by Su Zimo, and he has regained his mastery of the piano as quickly as possible.

Gao Yang and Cheng Jingmeng, two veterans standing behind Su Zimo, only saw that Su Zimo started to play the moment he opened the music score, as if he was very familiar with the music score in front of him, and had no idea that Su Zimo was playing. What a terrifying height of concentration and concentration the moment the score was opened!

When the trainees felt that this young man sitting in front of the piano and playing music like a nobleman was indeed a music teacher of a training institution, Su Zimo was already immersed in the "music score of the dead" he had encountered for the first time.

The notes depicted in this music score are like the hazy moonlight in the night sky, like the clear spring gurgling through the forest, like the melodious singing of birds... In short, it is a light music that can make people relax completely, leisurely , very suitable for listening quietly when sleeping lightly on the lazy couch.

But it may be because the player has a deeper understanding of music, Su Zimo always feels that there seems to be a slight sadness hidden in these quiet and leisurely notes.That kind of sadness is like someone yearning for a leisurely and comfortable life, but he can't get it, and can't get close to the Utopia in his dream.

Perhaps because of a new understanding of the score, the notes flowing from Su Zimo's fingers are also infected with the pity and helplessness of the player.

Even the trainees standing behind could be infected by that emotion, their eyes filled with bewilderment and bewilderment.After all, for the trainees who have to enter the nightmare world every once in a while, they seem to be lost in a different space, with no direction and no bright future.

It was at this time that Cheng Jingmeng and the other practitioners suddenly felt a tingling sensation like a needle prick in their left hand.They subconsciously looked at the raised left arm, and then saw the second stage of the task request appearing on the inside of the arm!

"Find and expel the ghost hiding in the music classroom?" Cheng Jingmeng muttered to herself as if reading out the words engraved in blood on her arm, and raised her head to look at Gao Yang who was also dazed.

"What does this mean?" Gao Yang began to look around every corner of the music classroom, and everyone in the music classroom at the moment, "Which corner of the music classroom is the ghost hiding? Or is it someone among us?" Was it a ghost in disguise?"

Slowly, most of the trainees' eyes fell on Su Zimo who was playing the piano.

Su Zimo, who was not a trainee, didn't know that he had become a "suspect". He just felt something jump onto the bench where he was sitting when he was playing the score at the end.

Out of the corner of his eye, Su Zimo saw that the little friend Peng Peng who claimed to "want to learn the piano" was sitting beside him. Instantly pressed his finger on the blank key.

Turning his head to look at Peng Peng's earnest little face, and listening to the notes flowing out from his dexterous fingers, Su Zimo was surprised to find that what Peng Peng was playing was the adapted "Music of the Dead"!

The original score is as leisurely as a breeze blowing, it is a perfect comfortable light music.

However, the adapted song is as light as a little sparrow jumping on the branch. The rhythm of the adapted song is lighter and more joyful. The hidden depression and sorrow of the original song seem to be swept away. Pengpeng children can feel the joy and ease from the heart.

Perhaps infected by the children's music, Su Zimo, who originally planned to play only once, finally couldn't help but join the team of four-handed playing.Obviously Su Zimo and Peng Peng met for the first time, and neither of them had any rehearsal, but the notes jumping on the black and white keyboard were extremely beautiful and harmonious.

Peng Peng's big eyes stared curiously at the serious Su Zimo, and the rhythm of his fingers was getting faster and faster, but Su Zimo's response was equally perfect and impeccable.

If the original music is like someone sitting by the window and listening to the sound of rain falling asleep, then the adaptation played by Su Zimo and the children is like the small rain gradually getting bigger, and the rain beats on the glass window, blooming flowers Beautiful rain flowers.It's like a person who could only sit in the house and can't go out, but now puts on small red rain boots and holds a small red umbrella and rushes into the rain, dancing wantonly with the sound of rain!

In the sound of rain, he can laugh and cry wantonly. When the red umbrella flies into the sky, no one knows whether it is tears or rain that is flowing on his face.

Maybe this is what it feels like to be free...

The red umbrella that the music transformed into in the player's mind fell lightly, and Su Zimo also struck the last note, ending the whole performance.

The notes are long and the sound of the piano is indistinct, surrounding the music classroom for a long time.

As soon as the song ended, Su Zimo felt that he was a little tired because of his high concentration, but the kid sitting next to him showed a smile on his face, and he didn't look tired at all, but seemed to be having a good time.

This child seems to have completely forgotten that he set himself a child who "want to learn piano".

Even Su Zimo almost forgot that he is now in the nightmare world.

"Big brother, you play really well! Sure enough, I still like playing the piano very much! Being able to play the piano is really a very happy thing!" Before Su Zimo could recover, he was greeted with a bright smile Peng Peng hugged him directly, his small body got into Su Zimo's arms, and his smiling eyes seemed to contain stars.

At that moment, Su Zimo suddenly discovered that the original notes on the score on the piano had changed a lot——

[Score of the Dead (Three Stars)]

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[Description: The young creator has been living in a controlled and arranged environment, his love for the music world has become black and white because of overloaded practice and compression, his playing and the music he created have been reduced to early because of their excellence. A tool to make money, but no matter how long he plays in the spotlight, no one can understand his desire for freedom and the pain and helplessness of reality from the music.Now, the illness has made him leave the living world, but he still can't give up music in the afterlife. Here he has become what he was when he was young, and returned to the age when he liked the piano the most. He played the piano, played the piano, played the piano, Playing the piano, his music began to dance, and the music world in his eyes was colored again.Because he finally has a free soul. ]

[Warning: No one is allowed to desecrate his beloved existence. ]

[Special ability: The music played by the creator himself will make people burst out with real desires, and it can also attract more traffic to the store. ]

Turned into the appearance of a child?

"Peng Peng, are you..." After reading the long string of notes on the music score, Su Zimo seemed to understand something, and looked at the child in his arms in surprise.

The kid didn't respond, but just looked at Su Zimo with a smile, innocent and cute.