Am I really hallucinating?

Chapter 287 In the Recording Studio
Just as Doris was confident, their recording was smooth and there were almost no mistakes. Even though they practiced together very few times, it did not hinder their tacit understanding of the performance.

In this regard, Tikman felt that the most outrageous person was not Doris but Zheng Fan who was wearing the skin of a boiled egg robot.

Apart from Zheng Fan, even Doris often practiced with others, but Zheng Fan only came to take a look occasionally, and most of the time he just played a solo and ended it casually without caring about others.

His proficiency in the music score is a mystery, and his rapport with others is even more of a question mark.

But here he was, standing in the recording studio, his mechanical fingers moving perfectly to complete each of his performances.

Tikman expressed his concerns about Zheng Fan's situation, but Doris's answer was: Mr. Music's understanding of music is more essential, or about the sound itself, so there is no need to worry.

Although Tikman didn't quite understand it, he now realized that he was worrying too much.

What Doris meant was actually very simple. For Zheng Fan now, everything his five senses came into contact with could be converted into basic information.

We have mentioned before the "advanced mode" and "power saving mode" of Zheng Fan's senses. The former is the five senses of a normal person, and the latter removes all the details, leaving only the information itself.

Although in practical terms, the latter is the truly advanced mode. After all, the five senses of human beings are limited, and Zheng opposes that the reception of basic information is unlimited.

This is especially true in the field of sound. Zheng Fan has a good sense of music, the talent he copied from Doris, and the basic information-based reception of sound. With a guitar in hand, he can get whatever effect he wants in this field.

Even the so-called emotions in his performance, he can easily "fake" them.

Unless one reaches Doris's transcendent level, it is impossible to detect the abnormality in Zheng Fan's performance.

Even taking this anomaly into account, his performance ability is unquestionable.

In just one afternoon, everyone completed the assigned tasks very quickly. Under the leadership of Doris and Zheng Fan, the other three even performed above their level, even faster than expected.

Tao Zhi looked at the boiled egg robot in shock: "Unbelievable, even as an illusion, you are a little too omnipotent."

If we were to ask who among the three people invited by Doris to play in a band is the most serious about this matter, it is not Mora who came for Doris, nor is it the ruthless No. 2 Gao Song, but the unknown bassist Tao Zhi.

In the monastery, after his ability to gather information, especially his hearing, improved dramatically as a result of his becoming the Seed of Light, the first thing he heard was none other than the violin that Doris played in the room where she locked herself.

He had no opinion of Doris herself, but he could not help but be shocked by the music she played, so he would occasionally spend time listening to Doris's performances.

If there was one thing he wanted to do most after leaving the monastery, it would probably be to become a musician and try to get involved in that field.

In fact, Tao Zhi is still learning cello privately.

He asked Doris, who thought he was not suitable for the violin and might consider the piano. However, driven by his sentimentality, he still wanted to try the violin and finally chose the cello.

There are many things you can learn from studying something carefully. Even with the gift of the Seed of Light, he still felt it was difficult. Perhaps he really did not have the talent in this area. If it were not for the Seed of Light, he would have had a hard time getting on the table.

However, considering the time he took to start learning, it is actually quite exaggerated.

In any case, he gained a deeper understanding of music.

Zheng Fan's performance gave him a subtle sense of disharmony. His first feeling was that he was shocked by Zheng Fan's performance, and then it seemed that something was not right. Finally, he thought that he could play so well even though it was not right, which was really amazing.

"Of course, I'm also quite capable as a human being." Zheng Fan was not modest.

Whether you are powerful or not really depends on comparison. Although Zheng objects to his lack of sense of existence, he does not really think that his past self was weak. At least his sense of lack does not come from his past lack of ability.

If not for this, with his qualifications he would be more than qualified to be a little prodigy, and it might not be difficult for him to find his place somewhere.

Either he directly reveals his identity and roams around as an internationally wanted criminal, then his presence will definitely be overwhelming.

"This is genius, both as a person and as an illusion, he is top-notch." Gao Song said after taking a sip of water.

"It sounds weird, but it's understandable. After all, there are geniuses who are incomparable to those who possess the Seed of Light, and there are many of them." Mora said casually, but she obviously didn't care much about these, and was just responding to the emotion.

In a place like the monastery where the gap in talent is significant, she has long been numb to this aspect.

Tikman smiled and said, "You made me want to let Nim learn a musical instrument." He was quite confident in Nim's talent. Although his own child was the best in his mind, Nim could be better than he thought.

Zheng Fan immediately replied, "Sure, come and learn classics and become a master of them."

"It's really a lifetime mistake to trick people into letting their children learn classical literature. Thank you on behalf of Nim." Gao Song followed up with a complaint.

"Let's ask Nim what he thinks. By the way, is he doing well in school recently?" Mora showed concern for the cute child.

Education cannot be neglected after all, and the children in the monastery have proved how important normal interpersonal communication with peers is to the growth of children. So after Tikman brought his wife back, they began to make arrangements and finally sent Nim to a local school of Stanley School.

Although it is a school in a remote neighborhood, it is not bad considering the peacefulness of Stanley Street.

"Well, he adapted quickly and has become familiar with his classmates."

"What about the results?"

This question is a little too real.

"It will take some time to catch up." Tikman smiled awkwardly, showing a very old father's smile. But now he can show such a smile, which can be regarded as a great happiness.

Everyone smiled knowingly.

Although I had never been to school, the competition in the monastery was much more intense, extremely intense.

Everyone simply packed up and left. It was already late, and they didn't plan to eat outside. Before the afternoon gathering time, they had already visited the places they wanted to go, and now they were ready to go straight back to the mansion.

Tikman arrived in a van and did his duty.

Just as she was about to get in the car, Doris's cell phone suddenly rang.

She was stunned. The number seemed unfamiliar. She picked up the phone under everyone's gaze: "Hello?"

"Miss Doris?"

"It's me, who are you?"

"Hello, Miss Doris. I am the person in charge of the Stanley Street Summer Music Festival. Are you interested in participating in this festival?" The woman on the other end of the phone greeted politely.

(End of this chapter)