Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei's Bullet Screen Wish Machine

Chapter 118 We should learn the four-handed combination first.

"I've heard it before; I have a good memory, I remember things I've only heard once."

Lu Mingfei answered in this way.

Liu Miaomiao's first reaction was that he was bragging, and her second reaction was that perhaps what Lu Mingfei said was true. After all, he was the kind of ruthless person who studied hard for a month and managed to get to the top of the grade. Without some talent, it would definitely be impossible.

"What should we do now?"

Lu Mingfei raised a crucial question.

If we simply say that Liu Miaomiao's power went out, then Lu Mingfei could have come over and fixed it for her, bringing light back into her room.

The problem is that the entire area is currently without power—which is beyond his control.

"How about I play the piano for you?"

Liu Miaomiao tentatively said.

She hadn't thought about what Lu Mingfei could do; she was too scared at the time and just wanted someone to be with her.

"A tonic!" Upon hearing this, Lu Mingfei's face twitched almost imperceptibly.

I wonder if you've ever heard the story of "Zeng Guofan and the thief".

It is said that Zeng was not very smart when he was young, but he was very diligent. In order to pass the imperial examination in the capital, he would memorize the classics of the sages every day.

One night, he was reciting his lessons until midnight when suddenly a mysterious person climbed in through the window, angrily snatched the book from Zeng's hands, recited it in front of him, and advised him to go to school if he was capable, and not to go if he wasn't.

It turned out that this person was a thief who wanted to steal things from the house after Xiao Zeng fell asleep. However, Xiao Zeng couldn't memorize it no matter what and kept reciting the article over and over again. The thief listened outside the window so many times that he had memorized the contents, but Xiao Zeng was still ignoring it.

The thief couldn't take it anymore and burst into the house to demonstrate to Zeng what it meant to be "the same age as everyone else." I hadn't originally intended to use this "lower dimension" tactic.

Putting aside the truth of the story, Lu Mingfei felt much like the thief in the story. Liu Miaomiao practiced Moonlight all afternoon, and Lu Mingfei listened to her all afternoon. Unable to bear it any longer, he played the second half for her.

Liu Miaomiao is more than talented, but she lost her composure because the arts festival was approaching, which made her a bit too eager to achieve her goals.

As he shone his flashlight across the piano in the music room, Lu Mingfei felt a deep sense of regret.

That was hasty. We should have learned four-handed piano duet first; at least we could have scored some points that way.

Just then, the light outside the window suddenly came on.

These are streetlights along the roads in the residential area.

The lights came on because the emergency generator in the community had started up. Although it couldn't power every household, it was enough to keep the streetlights, surveillance cameras, and other public area equipment running normally.

At least there was some light now. Liu Miaomiao leaned over to the window and glanced out, her expression relaxing considerably.

"Want to go out for a walk?"

Lu Mingfei said.

It's 10 PM now.

Compared to indoor spaces without air conditioning, outdoor spaces with better air circulation are cooler.

Liu Miaomiao nodded in agreement, and Lu Mingfei took the flashlight and walked towards the door—then his sleeve was suddenly tugged.

Liu Miaomiao forced a smile at him: "Lu Mingfei, lead the way."

Alright, now that you've helped her onto the horse, you still have to see her off for a while — Lu Mingfei hadn't expected Liu Miaomiao to be so afraid of the dark. He flipped his hand and grabbed her wrist.

Liu Miaomiao's wrists were very slender, and her skin was cool and delicate. Because she was not tall, Lu Mingfei held her hand as if he were taking care of a small child.

She went downstairs with a flashlight, and when she opened the door and saw the streetlights outside, Liu Miaomiao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Lu Mingfei stretched, and Liu Miaomiao followed suit, stretching her body as they walked side by side on the asphalt road in the residential area, their shadows stretching long behind them.

Neither of them spoke until Lu Mingfei noticed a comment appear above Liu Miaomiao's head:

He showcased his musical talent to Liu Miaomiao and gained her approval.

Lu Mingfei thought to himself that this was easy to do with his hands, so he jumped up and picked a leaf from a roadside tree.

As a high-end villa area, greening is of course of paramount importance, and the trees planted must also be stylish.

Lu Mingfei held an olive leaf in his hand.

The leaves are oval and intact, with clear veins on the underside.

Liu Miaomiao didn't pay much attention at first. In her understanding, once boys reach a certain age, they will casually pluck a couple of leaves whenever they go to any place with a tree, as if it were some kind of instinct engraved in their genes.

But soon, Liu Miaomiao realized something was wrong.

Lu Mingfei put the olive leaf to his lips and blew out a low, soft, long note.

Liu Miaomiao's rosy lips opened slightly, and then opened wider and wider.

Because she could tell that Lu Mingfei wasn't just making things up.

He was playing Bach's "Air on the G String"!

No, pigeons?

Liu Miaomiao's forehead was covered in question marks.

"Air on the G String" is a national-level piece in classical music, and it's the number one piece on the list of must-listen pieces for beginners in classical music. Liu Miaomiao will definitely not be mistaken about it.

Because it is so classic, this piece has been adapted into many versions for different instruments.

Violins, cellos, pianos, organs, flutes, trumpets—in short, a very rich variety.

Liu Miaomiao had studied music for over a decade and had heard no fewer than twenty versions of "Air on the G String," but she had never heard of anyone being able to play Bach by simply picking a leaf from a tree.

Lu Mingfei thought this was normal.

He is "proficient in classical musical instruments".

The leaf flute is one of the oldest musical instruments ever made. It was invented when an ape picked a leaf, and instead of chewing it, it put it to its mouth and blew on it.

Olive leaves are the top choice among them, as they can cover a range of more than three octaves and have a tone close to that of a bamboo flute. They are an essential instrument for leaf flute masters to practice.

After finishing the song, Lu Mingfei noticed Liu Miaomiao's gaze and her unfulfilled wish in the comments. He suspected that she didn't understand Ye Di and therefore didn't realize that his performance was actually excellent.

After thinking for a moment, Lu Mingfei picked a leaf for her and handed it to her.

Liu Miaomiao tried to blow it, just like him, but she couldn't make a sound.

She looked at the olive leaf in her hand, then at the one in Lu Mingfei's hand, as if the two of them were holding completely different things.

"It takes a little skill."

Lu Mingfei offered an explanation and then started switching songs.

"The Concerto of Aranjuez?!"

Liu Miaomiao's eyes widened.

The Concerto of Aranjuez, one of the three great guitar concertos in the world, was composed by the Spanish blind composer Joaquín Rodrigo.

Lu Mingfei played the second movement of this piece, which is the most famous and is known as "one of the most beautiful melodies in the world." The melody is poignant and melodious, as if it were weeping and lamenting.

His dragon bloodline gave him an excellent physique, and this excellent physique allowed Lu Mingfei to have a very large lung capacity, so much so that he could play any piece of music in one breath.

Lu Mingfei was completely oblivious to Liu Miaomiao's shocked expression, as he was so engrossed in his art that he couldn't tear himself away.

Change the song!

This time it's "Jasmine Flower".

One account states that at the World Games, the Qing Dynasty had no national anthem, so Li Hongzhang led the singing of "Jasmine Flower" a cappella.

This was actually a rumor; at the time, there were no news reports related to jasmine in Western media.

So the two walked side by side, one playing the instrument while the other listened. When Lu Mingfei played the sixth piece, it started to rain.

A sudden downpour began. They weren't running too slowly, but the rain was fierce and relentless. Lu Mingfei didn't want to make a scene in front of her, so he simply took off his T-shirt and let Liu Miaomiao put it on her head.

After finally rushing to Liu Miaomiao's door, the two squeezed into the entrance hall. Liu Miaomiao's first reaction was to press the switch, but the light did not turn on.

"The power will probably be out for a while."

Lu Mingfei turned on his flashlight and shone it out the window; the neighborhood where the California Sunshine was located was still shrouded in darkness.

Do you have any emergency candles at home?

Lu Mingfei asked.

"It's in the TV cabinet."

Liu Miaomiao nodded, and then her gaze involuntarily fell on Lu Mingfei.

The rain was so heavy earlier that she didn't have time to look closely. Now that she's inside, Liu Miaomiao realizes that Lu Mingfei has quite a good physique.

Because he had just been caught in the rain, water droplets slid down Lu Mingfei's neck, past his collarbone, and lingered slightly on his well-defined pectoral and abdominal muscles, revealing smooth, angular lines.

Further down ————

No, you can't read any further!

"Wait a minute!"

Liu Miaomiao's ears turned slightly red. She stuffed the T-shirt into Lu Mingfei's arms, turned around, and walked deeper into the corridor.

After taking only two steps, she suddenly stopped again.

"Where are you going?"

Lu Mingfei was completely confused.

"I'll find you some clothes."

Liu Miaomiao took a deep breath. "Um, you'll come with me."

It was pitch black ahead, and she couldn't see anything. Liu Miaomiao really didn't want to walk alone.

Lu Mingfei had no objection, and he wasn't used to exposing his body, so he used a flashlight and, under Liu Miaomiao's direction, led the way up to the second floor.

The two sneaked into the dressing room, and Liu Miaomiao rummaged around for a while before finding a neatly ironed men's white shirt.

"It's my dad's, you wear it first."

She handed the shirt to Lu Mingfei, then turned her back and stood very ladylike against the wall.

The shirt was slightly oversized and looked a bit loose on him. After putting on the shirt, Lu Mingfei held up a flashlight in one hand and made a snake-eating gesture with the other, casting a shadow on the wall.

Liu Miaomiao turned around, made a face, and placed her hands on either side of her cheeks, like a panting kitten, and scratched at him in the air.

Liu Miaomiao also wanted to change her clothes, but she didn't dare to be alone, so the person with her back to the wall became Lu Mingfei.

Whether it was because Lu Mingfei had a good reputation or because Liu Miaomiao was carefree, she changed her clothes without any worries that Lu Mingfei might take the opportunity to do something after he turned around.

Until Lu Mingfei played "My Sister Carrying a Doll".

"That's outrageous!"

Liu Miaomiao pounced on him, grabbing his shoulders and shaking him back and forth. "Lu Mingfei, I know you're very good, but you can't play this kind of tune right now!"

After gaining Liu Miaomiao's approval, Lu Mingfei received a small amount of wish points and stopped, satisfied.