Please ask the dream.

Chapter 256: Just Playing Music
Although Feng Xue had gotten rid of the temporary madness dominated by instinct under the influence of [reason], when Su Yeli handed him her piano, he had no intention of refusing at all.

Not letting desires affect one's rationality is Feng Xue's bottom line, but as long as he is rational, he is not very averse to accepting this invitation.

Feng Xue opened the complicated violin case with some clumsiness, and the violin that looked like a work of art came into his sight. His impatience was instantly suppressed. This violin was worth savoring carefully.

The well-maintained guitar body exudes an attractive luster, and the light-colored paint surface is not only smooth and delicate, but also has a softness that is hard to put down.

The curve of the guitar body is very smooth, as if every inch has been carefully polished. The fingertips lightly brush across the strings, and in the slight tremor, it seems to be looking forward to producing a beautiful tone.

What surprised Feng Xue was that this was actually a new guitar. Although the tone was quite good, it did not have the texture that was unique to old guitars, let alone the sound ball.

For musicians, old guitars are often more popular than new ones. Whether it is the beautiful tone produced by the passage of time or the smooth feel produced after multiple adjustments, they are not comparable to those of a new guitar.

But for many people, tuning a new guitar brings far more than just the physical satisfaction that comes from playing it. The psychological feeling of cultivating a guitar that is uniquely theirs from scratch is something that can never be experienced with an old guitar.

His fingertips gently brushed across the strings, savoring the strings' resistance to his fingertips. Holding the neck of the guitar, the perfect size gave Feng Xue a surprise as if it was tailor-made for him.

Carefully playing with every corner of the piano body, interpreting the charm of each line with the touch of his fingertips, Feng Xue pinched the pegs, and with the gentle force of his fingertips, as the strings trembled slightly, his fingers slid down and gently pressed the fine tuner, carefully making the final adjustments.

Adjusting a new piano is delicate and complicated. If you are not careful, you will not be able to enjoy it, but this is precisely the fun of tuning a new piano.

When the condition of the piano reached its best, Feng Xue finally took out the bow and pressed it lightly on the strings. As soon as it touched, a beautiful tone spread. Feng Xue pressed lightly with his fingertips to tune the instrument, and then there was no more temptation.

The bow decisively crossed the strings. The sharp tone at first soon became soft and graceful as Feng Xue's superb playing skills. Every string played its due role under the bow's profound and simple control.

The lively melody rose and fell, and Feng Xue, who was getting into the mood, showed a comfortable look on her face.

It has to be said that Su Yeli's piano is incredibly compatible with him. From the size of the piano body, to the toughness of the strings, to every curve, it all perfectly fits his playing needs. Feng Xue even wondered whether Su Yeli had done a round of fine-tuning before handing the piano to him.

The sound of the piano was melodious and pleasant, and the touch feedback from the bow also intoxicated Feng Xue. This feeling of playing in reality was far from comparable to the greatly blurred simulated performance in the golden finger simulation.

The melody rises and falls, sometimes slow and sometimes fast, first it is "Butterfly Lovers", then "The Devil", and then "Spring", until the strings are hot and the bow is soft, Feng Xue slowly stops playing, turning it into a classic "Canon in D Major", and slowly ends the performance in a soothing cycle (it has nothing to do with the content, it only has to do with rhythm and melody).

……

The glow of the setting sun passed through the cracks in the woods and fell on the corridor opened by the wild boar's gallop. Feng Xue lay on the soft ground covered with leaves, playing with Su Yeli's hair in his hands, emptying his mind and feeling the beauty of nature.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt a pain in his shoulder and a feeling of his skin being pierced. He lowered his head and saw a pair of bright eyes.

"This is a curse! A curse that cannot be thrown away!" Su Yeli whispered in his ear in an ambiguous tone. The warm breath blew across his earlobe, making Feng Xue want to play another song.

He reached out and touched his shoulder, wiping off the blood on the tooth marks. After confirming that there were no G·I particles left, he sighed.

"Can you please stop playing this flag-raising game? You are clearly a disgrace to the succubus! Hiss, you bite so hard..."

"What do you mean by heavy? If I'm really ruthless, I'll bite off all the flesh for you, okay?" Su Yeli propped himself up, put the violin back into the case, and then patted Feng Xue's shoulder and said:
"But your skills are good, I am very satisfied! I take it back, you are not weak at all!"

“You big bitch!” Feng Xue glared at Su Yeli with gritted teeth. Although he wanted to jump up and fry her, he just had a long performance at the level of a solo concert, and his body, which had not yet fully recovered, was still a bit overwhelmed...

"hiss……"

He hadn't felt it before he mentioned it, but as soon as he heard it, Feng Xue suddenly felt his ribs aching again. It was because he had been taking extra [Health] points every day these past few days. If it were a week ago, he wouldn't have been able to finish the first piece of music, let alone the concert!

Seeing Su Yeli looking like a bowstring was overheated just now but now starting to prepare dinner as if nothing happened, Feng Xue finally realized the difference in body tolerance. He gritted his teeth and made up his mind to work out the fitness music tonight!
……

That night, feeling the smoothness of Su Yeli's hair, Feng Xue looked at the peaceful sleeping face beside him and suddenly felt a strong sense of unreality.

Not a girl, so you've been single for a long time and fell in love at first sight? During the day I thought you were stimulated by that inexplicable thing, but at night you wanted to play another song, what's going on?
"If only I could get the manly realm again or have no time to die."

Feng Xue turned slightly to the side, looked at the defenseless sleeping face, and waited quietly for time to pass.

It is actually 0 o'clock now and the refresh of the golden finger has ended, but Feng Xue did not enter immediately. It was not because he wanted to hear the lingering sound after the performance, but simply to leave enough space for refresh.

After unlocking the quick mode, temporary collections have new uses besides their 24-hour permanent effect. What's even better is that this use seems to have little to do with the quality of the collections.

In this case, Feng Xue naturally had to leave enough margin to ensure that after obtaining the collections suitable for the fast mode, he would not be unable to use them because he was at the limit.

One second, two seconds, one minute, two minutes, while counting silently in his heart, Feng Xue finally sank his consciousness into the golden finger and clicked the button that he hadn't touched for a week.

【Start exploring】

then……

"What the hell? Why is my sanity only half left?"

(End of this chapter)