Please ask the dream.

Chapter 821 In the Name of Work
"Don't treat my house as your home!"

In the early morning, Feng Xue sighed deeply as she watched the uninvited "Princess" walk into the house. At first she knew to knock on the door, but now she just takes out the key, right?
"But I am your girlfriend now!" The [Princess] put her hand on her cheek and said in a malicious and cute way.

"Why didn't I know what happened when?"

Feng Xue rolled her eyes, speechless, but the [Princess] spoke slightly, revealing a look of shock, and said in disbelief:

"A beautiful college student cooks breakfast and lunch for you every day, and goes shopping and watching movies with you on weekends, and she's not considered a girlfriend?"

"First of all, you came here in the name of the mission. Secondly, it was a cover for the mission. Finally, if you don't want me to, I can prepare it myself..."

Feng Xue took a deep breath, and a feeling of exhaustion arose spontaneously.

"Okay, so my mission is to pretend to be your girlfriend. Also, new mission notification, there will be an alien dimension event tomorrow night, you should be prepared. Also, our surface location is an exhibition hall, and there happens to be a popular rock band tomorrow night."

[Princess] said this, took out a bill from her bag, placed it on the table, pressed it with a vase, and then went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

Feng Xue glanced at the address on the bill, and quickly compared it with the actual location in his mind, and he had a rough idea in his mind.

He nodded and said:

"What type of enemy will there be at a specific time? Do you have a plan?"

"After all, it's just a prediction, so it certainly can't be as detailed as last time. But judging from the magnitude, it should be no weaker than the previous ghoul. The type of ability is not yet clear, but it should not be technological." The [Princess] responded casually while putting the pre-prepared steamed buns on the steamer.

Feng Xue curled her lips slightly when she heard this, which made no difference whether she said it or not.

Fortunately, the architect is accustomed to dealing with all kinds of strange opponents, so it doesn’t require too much preparation, and having it or not is just a bonus.

……

"New energy technology has achieved new breakthroughs, battery capacity has made a qualitative leap, and it is possible for smartphones to restore the battery life of the flip phone era..."

A famous commentator on TV was interpreting various news in an exaggerated manner. Feng Xue listened to the chatter but her eyes remained on her phone.

Although his abilities have been initially prepared, he is still reviewing various classic animations in this world. Watching at high speed can only give him a rough impression. If he wants to truly understand and go further, it is necessary to savor them slowly and carefully.

Of course, he himself is also very interested in this.

But the time of free time is always so short. As the alarm clock rang, Feng Xue put down his phone helplessly. At the same time, the door lock rang.

"School is finally over! Hey, why are you still wearing this? Hurry up and change your clothes."

[Princess] As soon as she entered the room, she saw Feng Xue, who was wearing home clothes, getting up from the sofa, and she immediately puffed out her cheeks.

Feng Xue pointed to the folded clothes beside her.

"I'm already ready. You had to change clothes anyway, and I didn't think I would be slower than you."

"Oh, that's right!" The [Princess] nodded, then turned around happily and walked into Feng Xue's bedroom. Feng Xue had completely gotten used to the fact that this guy even changed clothes at home. She just grabbed some clothes and put them on, then straightened out the wrinkles, and she was ready to go out.

Although that was the case, the speed of changing clothes of the [Princess] was not slower than Feng Xue. As soon as Feng Xue smoothed out his shirt, the [Princess] jumped out wearing a light dress. Looking at the light makeup on her face, Feng Xue even suspected that this guy's structure was makeup. Hmm, maybe it should be called supernatural power?

Feng Xue, who did not feel the G·I particle fluctuations, was thinking so and had already put on her coat. The [Princess] walked in front of her familiarly, and the two of them went out one after the other.

Since it was a date, even if it was just a disguise, they had to put on a full show. The two went to a nearby restaurant to eat something before arriving at the target exhibition venue.

"This……"

As he walked into the performance hall, violent waves of sound were already hitting him. Feng Xue frowned slightly, but not because it was bad, but because he had a subtle sense of familiarity.

My eyes swept over the band on the stage, a classic four-piece set of guitar, bass, keyboard and drums, no double guitars, and the lead singer was a somewhat ostentatious keyboardist.

Although this combination has a strong sense of déjà vu, after all, this is the configuration of the band. The style of the music and the tacit understanding of the coordination made Feng Xue just pause for a beat before returning to the original state.

This moment of daze was caught by the [Princess] beside him. Like a cheerful spirit, she spun to the counter and asked for two soft drinks. She forced one on Feng Xue and said with narrowed eyes:
"This is just a newcomer here to warm up the crowd. The real host hasn't arrived yet!"

"It's just an excuse anyway." Feng Xue took the soft drink without comment, but her eyes were a little empty. The [Princess] looked at this scene with complicated feelings.

However, this did not last long. The audience in the exhibition hall suddenly burst into enthusiastic cheers, and another band took over the stage.

It's the same four-piece set of guitar, keyboard, bass and drums, and the same keyboardist is the lead singer, but the style becomes different in an instant, fierce, rebellious, yet showing a strange stability in the unparalleled tacit understanding. This word should not appear in rock, but at this moment, the audience can intuitively feel that kind of stability.

It's not that the melody is bland, nor that the performance is stable, but rather that it feels like a solid puzzle constructed from countless mismatched parts.

It clearly sounds like a chaotic and disordered mixture of notes, but it somehow manages to create a melody that is worth appreciating.

The drummer steals the sound of the bass, the bass blasts the waves of the guitar, the guitar is played like a keyboard, but the keyboard just hits single notes like a drum.

Notes that are completely contrary to musical theory are intertwined, spreading a carnival atmosphere in the performance hall. It is like watching a ghost video that has been edited three times and one half. Obviously every note is wrong and every picture is misunderstood, but they have formed a unique narrative logic.

"What a messed up piece of music!"

Feng Xue muttered with some emotion, but if it were his old friends, they would probably like it very much, right?
After all, that band was originally a group of half-baked guys who just started out.

"But it's fun, isn't it?" The [Princess]'s eyes narrowed into crescents. She looked at her phone and then poked Feng Xue's waist with her elbow:
"It's almost time!"

"Okay!" Feng Xue sighed slightly. Although he was just looking for an excuse, to be honest, he really wanted to listen for a while.

"Forget it, work is work, I'll take care of the business when I have the chance."

Feng Xue unfolded the structure and hid his presence, but still asked:
"What's the name of this band?"

[Princess] Hearing this, her smile became even sweeter—

"It seems to be called... Clouds Flying Around? It seems to be taken from something like 'Clouds Flying Around Three Sisters Mountain', but I have never heard of this poem... Is there a mountain called Three Sisters Mountain in China?"

(End of this chapter)