Durin's Diary

Chapter 195 My Favorite Song
After breakfast, Du Lin took the girl back to the top floor.

The fog was still far from dissipating at this time, and Du Lin wanted to collect some scenery, but he couldn't find the scenery that the Twin Mothers wanted.

The biggest possibility is that one day in the future, when Du Lin wants to make a movie about fog, he will recall the memory of walking in the fog today.

As for whether the film is called Silent Hill or The Mist, it depends on whether the client wants to watch a religious film or an educational film.

Du Lin, I saw the piano, how about we play a song?

What song should I play? To be honest, I’m not very good at playing the piano right now.

It’s a very simple song. I’ll play it for you.

Du Lin listened to it and found it was indeed very simple. It was not difficult in terms of fingering, and he could easily complete the double-playing using the Mage's Hand.

So Du Lin opened the piano lid.

His action aroused Anta's curiosity. She leaned against the wall beside the balcony door and asked, "What are you going to play?"

"It's a new song, just for trial. The title is...Misty Harbor." After Du Lin finished speaking, he began to try the piano keys.

Then start.

First came the repeated tapping of the Mage's Hand, and by the end of the first section, Anta had already sat on the blanket next to Durin.

Melinda stood aside curiously, watching Du Lin continue.

Lina, lying on the bed, looked at Du Lin curiously. It was the first time she saw the other side of Du Lin, a genius in the musical world.

After finishing the song, Du Lin thought back to his past. When he was a child, he also played a remastered version of the game with this song. It was a sailing adventure story from the old era, simple but interesting.

"Dulin is really amazing." Anta was behind Dulin, hugging his neck. "How did you come up with that?"

"This morning, Melinda was standing outside the window, looking at the harbor in the fog, and I was standing behind her looking at her. Suddenly, an idea came to me. After a full meal, my brain worked better, so I played it out." Having said that, Du Lin closed the piano lid.

As the sun rises, the fog is dissipating.

Du Lin took the girl downstairs. When they reached the third floor, the group of elderly people were gone and there were many more guests. They should all be guests in the rooms on the upper floors.

Du Lin's appearance did not attract much attention. Instead, they seemed to be discussing the song that had just been played.

At this time, the sunlight finally pierced through the fog, shone into the restaurant, and also illuminated Du Lin and his group walking in the dim corridor.

A child at a nearby table saw Du Lin. She wiped her eyes, confirmed Du Lin's identity, and then ran up to him excitedly, holding a pen and a handkerchief. "Sir, I just saw you! You must be the Oriental Dragon Seed who played the piano piece just now."

Du Lin looked confused: "I wasn't here just now, how did you see me?"

"But just now your image was projected onto the piano, and we all heard your music." She said as she handed the pen and handkerchief to Du Lin. "Please sign an autograph for me, sir. You look like a Tang dragon, but you play the piano so well."

"This is the containment effect of the Everburning Nest, Mr. Durin." Hannibal walked over at this time.

After his explanation, Du Lin understood that the piano was actually a harmless wonder.

It doesn't move, doesn't eat people, and if someone plays the worst music, it will just pinch the player's fingers as a punishment.

But if someone gains its recognition, it will project the player's appearance to every public area in the Everburning Nest, so that every guest can enjoy it, and every piano here is its clone.

Du Lin smiled and signed for the girl in front of him. He looked at Du Lin's signature, then returned to the table with a look of surprise.

An old man came over. He looked at Dulin and thought for a moment: "Is it Dulin Elsh?" "Yes, it's me. How did you recognize me?"

"Czerny is my mentor. I've heard of you, but I didn't expect to see you here. You're truly a gifted child. Although it's just a simple piece of music, it held a unique charm in that foggy environment." The old man smiled and offered, "I'm Riccardo Muti. Could you please perform it again? I'd like to record it and have the children in my tribe learn it. My hometown is Sicily, south of the Principality of Farol. I grew up in the port of Catania, where I often encountered heavy fog."

"Okay." Du Lin nodded, walked to the piano, and bowed to everyone present.

Then he sat down at the piano.

The piano is transforming, it is transforming from black to white.

Just like the one upstairs.

The lid of the piano opened automatically, and when Du Lin activated the Mage's Hand again, there were spellcasters among the young children in the audience, and they immediately saw what was going on.

When the song ended and the last note faded into the air, the entire third floor was filled with applause.

Ricardo Muti walked forward and hugged Durin with joy: "I never thought that the Hand of the Mage could do this. You are only thirteen years old. I am really looking forward to your future, child."

"I believe that Professor Czerny's teaching will help me improve. I still have some shortcomings now, but I believe that I will give everyone a satisfactory answer in the future."

After saying this, Du Lin bowed to his audience again.

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When they reached the first floor, Mrs. Lin and Mrs. Katrina were already standing in front of the counter. Mrs. Lin smiled and hugged Du Lin: "You play very well, my young master."

She happily used Chang Tang language.

Du Lin smiled and accepted the caresses of the two ladies.

"Master, are you going out for a walk?" Lady Katharina noticed Du Lin's plan.

"Yes, I heard from Uncle Hannibal. He said there are chocobos for rent downstairs. We wanted to try it out and then go out of town to collect inspiration."

"If you encounter any problems, use this flare. This is a bullet. The Rangers will come over when they see it." Mrs. Katrina handed over the flare gun and bullet bag.

Du Lin hung the bullet bag on his belt and fastened the flare gun's buckle to his waist.

"Go, my little master, and take a look at this great fortress." Mrs. Lin said.

Du Lin smiled and continued, "A great fortress needs a great people to complement it."

Then he took the girls away amid the laughter of the two ladies.

Looking at his back, Lady Katrina looked at Lady Lin: "Madam, you said you were going back to your hometown?"

"Yes, Miss Mo's offspring has returned. I should also take my husband and children home. The people of Changtang believe in returning to one's roots. When the young master returns, I will personally tell him." After saying this, she weighed the pipe in her hand. "The Wasteland Society only has you, me, and Uncle Hannibal left. When he retires, his family will probably leave the Wasteland Society... What about you?"

"Miss Mo brought me back here. I will take care of her family for the rest of my life. Until I'm old and can no longer do this, I'll take my salary back to the Great Woods and spend my later years in peace." Katrina, with her long tail, said this before sighing, "That Chang Tang merchant, are you really not going to silence him?"

"He's a royal merchant. If he dies, someone will come to investigate. I've lived long enough, but as for you, killing someone here is taboo after all. Forget it, we believe that Master Du Lin will handle everything. He likes this place, and no one can force him to leave."

After Mrs. Lin finished speaking, she looked at the door with great certainty.

Miss Mo believes that freedom is priceless, and her children will certainly feel the same way.

(End of this chapter)