Miss Bach's Crab Canon

There are four leave requests at the beginning of the game, please ask for it first!I am going to live in the mountains for two days and go fishing.

By the way, the third Moon Crow Cup Sparrow Soul Contest·Dark Night Contest also came to an end today, and from the bloodshed, it was Luo Dagou, who really deserved to be the man who broke up the palette group.

By the way, the illustration of Ioannis from Sea of ​​Crabs was also done unexpectedly today.

Put it up as a holiday gift!

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"It's almost dawn..."

Gao Yiyu muttered to himself after confirming the time in the lower right corner.

The sound dissipated in the air, like a rest at the end of a movement.

If there is a performance, there will be applause in response.

She muttered, but no one responded.

Fortunately, she is not alone.

She looked through the glass and looked out into the recording studio.

Joannis occupied all the blankets and rolled herself into a meat dumpling in the corner, while Daphne crawled on the hillside of the meat dumpling. Although she didn't borrow any cover, she borrowed Joanne The silky heat, coupled with the previous high-intensity overtime work, now sleeps soundly.

All the bright lights were extinguished, leaving only a few dark lights borrowed from the control room, making their figures look like sweat that was about to evaporate.

It's like... the sweat shed for this album.

Satisfied, after confirming that he was really not alone, Gao Yiyu looked away, wanted to yawn but couldn't.The body and brain are overloaded, but the spirit is still hyper.

Because...their second song has been declared completed.

And Gao Yiyu listened to it all night... To be precise, he listened to it all night with the big devil who signed a contract with him.

As long as he turns his head, Gao Yiyu can see that Deli Duoli is in a floating state, swaying in the control room, sometimes sticking to the wall, sometimes flying around the light bulb, and sometimes running to Gao Yiyu... Alas, just like the night Strange moths that run into your home are almost...

"Have you figured it out?"

"Shut up, old lady, the inspiration I had just now was interrupted by you!" Deridoli's tone was full of anger.

"...That is, I haven't figured it out yet, otherwise the inspiration that is sufficiently vivid will not be interrupted by others."

Gao Yiyu laughed, then withdrew his thoughts.She is a listener and a creator.So, she knows what it feels like to be inspired in body and soul.I also know the anguish of letting the consciousness wander in order to pursue inspiration.

Now, Deli Dolly is adrift.

Gao Yiyu stayed up all night, not just listening to the second song, but editing the PV content for her.

In the twenty minutes or so, it took a lot of work to put together the footage for her.

If this work is given to Daphne, there is no doubt that she can do it perfectly.But Daphne had already produced the second song flawlessly, so Gao Yiyu took care of such little things as icing on the cake.

And that second track—it's unique.

very unique.

Gao Yiyu has listened to tens of thousands of albums and knows all kinds of music theories, but even when he first listened to futurism and sequence music, the first time he heard noise grinder and Antichrist old-fashioned black metal, the first time he heard sk Ryabin, Takakaze, Nocturnus, Gong, He Duanyi... There are many unique moments in her audience history.

But when you hear the second track with your own hands...it's the most unique.

She...has no way to evaluate how this song is.

It was an indescribable feeling, because it was their souls and themselves in the music.They are not tourists who exist in the world in the third person, so she... even Daphne and Ioannis can't comment on this song.

Just as they can't evaluate themselves correctly.

only……

Gao Yiyu knew that a part of their souls and lives was dedicated to that song forever.

And... more and more will be given.

That is creation.

In return, that song, and more and more songs in the future, will be rewarded to them.

That would probably be the reward called "eternity".

……

There is only an hour, 10 minutes... or even a few minutes between morning and night.

But they emit different breaths, which is very strange.

Even if you don't look at the white belly of the sky through the window, you can clearly know that dawn has arrived.

"it is good."

Gao Yiyu edited the last bit of material, blended it with the beat of the song, and quickly confirmed the finished product, basically there is no problem.She breathed a sigh of relief, and her work was over.

After saving it as a file, Gao Yiyu's tense and excited spirit was completely relaxed, and intense sleepiness and exhaustion flooded his body, but only the sense of satisfaction turned into a torrent, bringing warmth in his body.

"Well, good." She murmured again, smiling.

At this time, the lingering moth, mixed with black mist, sighed and complained dully in Gao Yiyu's ear: "Farewell...I'm not well."

"Hey, that's a good relationship."

Deli Duoli was very dissatisfied, but there was nothing he could do.

She claimed to solve the problem of naming Gao Yiyu and Joannis, and then rushed over, but after listening to the finished product of the second song, she still couldn't find a word to describe this song.That's hard, and even tritone demons get tangled up.

"Speaking of which, it's quite interesting."

After finishing speaking, Gao Yiyu stretched her waist, and the girl's body turned into a puddle on the chair softly like a slime.

"In the long history you have traveled, has there ever been such a thing?"

"……What's up?"

"The big devil signed a contract with human beings, but it was not for revenge or power struggle, let alone killing people to seize treasures, or usurping souls to establish a cult...but...listening to music together, chatting about music...creating music, and then getting entangled together What's the name of the song?"

Delittle was silent.

In the black mist, the only slender and white girl's little hand that was exposed outside also stopped moving and returned to the mist.

She didn't know how to answer, and finally shook the black mist silently, as if she was shaking her head.

Gao Yiyu didn't mind what the answer would be, he just yawned and spoke softly in a lazy voice.

"But it won't be the first time. In the future, there will be a third and fourth song in an album... Maybe, anyway, we will struggle for a long time."

Deli Duoli was startled, as if he had figured out something.

"it is good."

she replied.

Gao Yiyu nodded: "Okay."

The gloominess of the night was punctured by the dawn, which brought a lot of vitality, but the great demon was not afraid at all, and instead walked towards the window.

The arch-demon gazed out of the window at the laurel trees, the meadows, the orchard fields, and the sun that shone on all.

"The second song is called..."

Her tone seems to have crossed history and arrived at a place that does not exist.

"The World We Used to Know."

……

America, Nevada, Reno.

Due to the impact of the epidemic, the tourism industry was weak, but the Clay family did not interrupt their family travel habits in late summer.

Tomorrow, the Clay family plans to go to Lake Tahoe to play. As long as they are in the state, they can catch the shrimp that the children like without a license. He has already thought about how to make a fire, what sauce to use, and what to cook when he arrives tomorrow. degree……

After packing all the gear, he wiped the sweat and dust in the garage, not wanting to bring it back into the house.

He will also look at the dusty electric guitar on the wall, and think about when he was young with his friends, imitating Led Zeppelin and Guns N’ Roses here... But those things are in the past, people who play in bands have become old-fashioned, young people People don't play these anymore.

But he can't appreciate the things of young people nowadays, and still insists on his own tradition.

He's old-fashioned, and he doesn't know why he needs a phone with a small screen when he has a computer with a big screen.

So, when he got home and waited for the bathroom to be vacated, he opened YouTube on his laptop to kill the time habitually.It's a pity that today is not the day when SNL starts broadcasting, and we can only go online.

He followed a lot of bands, and most of his searches were rock, bands, all kinds of old bands...

But today—

There are some foreign objects appearing in YouTube's algorithm recommendations.

what is this?

A... classical... oil painting?Classical oil painting.This painting surprised him, because it was undoubtedly a well-known painting by a well-known European painter. It was so beautiful, full of soul, and full of strokes to the extreme.

The painting must be some kind of masterpiece, but he was ashamed of his limited knowledge, he didn't know much about the painting.

But the question is...why does this world famous painting appear in...the rock recommendation?He knew what rock and roll was, old school rock and roll, a bunch of lean, sweaty, long-haired lads, with Fenders or Gibsons, singing something that came from their hearts.Or a fat, grown-up old man singing about youth.

And not... classical oil paintings.

He fell into a strangely contradictory state of mind, slowly manipulated the mouse, and clicked on it.

20+ minutes long... not right...

The title is: Ⅱ. The World We Used to Know.In the label are progressive rock, baroque classical, music PV, the name of the band... um! ?

He knows the band.

Noisy old time undead.

He was very popular on YouTube before, and he still paid attention to it!This band has a wonderful overture, but only the overture.Their PV content is very exciting, so far there are different opinions.And now, their second song...is it coming? More than 20 minutes, but there is no sub-song, it is indeed avant-garde rock.

music……

oooh...the music...

That is the music that can make him close his eyes in an instant, cover his earphones, and be dragged into the world of musical notes.Strange language, strange poetry, but this girl's voice is unbelievably beautiful...

He opened his eyes in search of the content of the lyrics.

Can--

he saw...

Contents of PVs.

It's like a period drama... and it's like a big-budget period drama.

Europe in the midst of winter, brand new steam trains, platforms covered with advertisements, revelations, and train numbers.Vendors peddling wares, crowds divided into classes... the noise, the cold wind, the breath of the people...

This is a corner of Tsarist Russia and a corner of bygone eras.

at the same time--

The singer stopped singing the hymn, the drums and bass poured into the ears, from the ghosts of the past—

play the piano.

……

Russia, the banks of the Moscow River.

The Tretyakov Gallery, the culmination of the national history of art, is displayed here.

Artem Lune, professor of art and history, senior director, and senior authority on Russian art and culture research.

Although he is 60 years old, he is still in good health and has a clear mind.He attributes all of this to frequent drinking, winter swimming, saunas, staying away from electronic devices, and being close to art.

He only uses the Internet and electronic devices as tools, so students and young staff members will not use mobile phones or other things in front of him, which will invite stubborn scolding.

only--