At 3 a.m., the landmines in front of the station

Although Su Che also wanted to do the same, the shadow in his heart could not be dispelled by this outcome.

A seemingly hopeless situation can suddenly turn into a victory, with unknown reasons and even the accuracy of the information being uncertain. What if the official sources later claim they made a mistake and correct the result? Wouldn't that be ridiculous?

So he wasn't in the mood to eat until he figured out what was going on.

"Senior, you have a wide network and many connections. Do you know anyone working at Mosse? Like a judge or a cameraman or something? Could you help me find out...?"

Su Che turned his gaze to Yu tide.

Yu tide shook her head: "Mosse's qualifications aren't easy to obtain. The reason this competition is completely closed is probably to prevent outsiders from infiltrating; there are important parts that need to be kept secret. So I probably can't be of much help in this regard..."

"Ok."

Su Che nodded regretfully and continued to ponder deeply.

Suddenly, at a crucial moment, a flash of inspiration struck me. I opened my contacts and found ChuChu's ID—

"Bai Chu, have you finished your match? Are you there now?"

Bai Chu replied after a few seconds: "Yes, I am, but we are in Group D... The competition venue is not in the same place as yours. What's wrong? Missed me?"

The girl sent a yandere cat emoji and said happily, "After I finish the competition, I'll come to your house to keep you company tomorrow night?"

"..."

Su Che's expression froze; what's done is done.

He didn't reply.

Bai Chu took it as a default:

"Send me your location, see you there! (Bunny dancing.jpg)"

"."

Su Che sighed and decided to give up thinking about it.

"It seems there are many intricacies to Mosse's game that we cannot fathom."

"I think so too. Cheche, if you ask me, the most important thing right now is to go back and get some sleep to recharge our energy. That way, we'll have more energy to think when we wake up, what do you think?"

An Qing offered her advice.

"Well, that's the only way."

As Su Che spoke, he picked up his coffee cup and downed a 500ml iced Americano in one gulp.

I never expected that my next nap would make me feel even more tired.

……

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Chapter 255 Swallowing Dry and Wiping Clean

Tonight, Su Che had a dream.

I dreamt that I seemed to have fallen into endless darkness.

In the darkness, there were evil things that looked like octopus tentacles.

They transformed into ropes and tentacles, stickily binding themselves and preventing them from moving an inch.

Su Che was used to emptying his mind after finishing something important and then immediately waking up for a deep sleep.

In my memory, Xiaoxiao was already fast asleep; external forces shouldn't have caused such a subconscious dream.

So, when he was startled awake, he tried to open his eyes to assess his surroundings, only to be horrified to discover that...

Who covered my eyes with a towel?

It turned into a non-removable eye mask.

Su Che tried to move his fingers, but his hands and feet seemed to be bound as well.

The weight of more than one person was pressing down on me, and what was most terrifying was that... even though I was lying down, I felt as if I had just taken a shower, my body was wet, and every inch of my skin was still damp.

Such a "dream",

Su Che considered it "wrong".

He chose to speed up his sleep and try to stay awake until dawn.

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……

Early the next morning.

He woke up in a daze and realized he was suffering from neurasthenia.

Looking to the left, Lin Xiao was sitting on the edge of her bed drinking blueberry juice, as if nothing had happened.

Looking at his bedding again, it seemed to be perfectly intact, except for some water stains that weren't there before last night, there was nothing else unusual.

[Was it... really a dream?]

Su Che frowned and asked Xiao Xiao, "Xiao Xiao, were you sleeping the whole night?"

"Eh?"

She paused for a moment, then replied, "Yes, I slept soundly until dawn. What's wrong?"

"Has anyone come in at night?"

Su Che went straight to the point, "Or did you hear anything strange?"

"!"

Lin Xiao hissed and slowly shook her head: "Probably not. Although I sleep quite soundly, if someone outside wants to open the door, they have to knock to get our attention, right? Otherwise, how can they get in without a room key?"

"Too."

Su Che rubbed his temples, indicating that he might be overthinking things.

"Su Che, today is the day to go home. You've been exhausted these past few days. I really feel that just one night's sleep is not enough to replenish your depleted mental energy..."

Lin Xiao looked worried and handed her the blueberry juice she was half-finished drinking.

"Here, let's drink some water first."

Su Che took it and expressed his gratitude that she hadn't taken advantage of their last night together to eat to her heart's content.

"Yes, I know. I need to think about what to do next when I get home this afternoon."

Su Che gulped down the bottle in one go and felt his physical condition improve.

The experience of the Mosse qualifying tournament made him a little more clear-headed.

The enigmatic result and the victory for unknown reasons left him with a profound sense of emptiness, rather than the exhilarating feeling of triumph after a hard-fought battle.

Although he stayed up late and worked hard, this feeling of being manipulated followed him everywhere. He felt as if an invisible hand was choking him and slowly tightening its grip, making it difficult for him to even breathe.

"I have almost three months left to manage. My main task now is to win the semi-finals, and I have to win fair and square so that I can get rid of this feeling of unease."

Su Che quickly calculated that there were about four more teams blocking his way to pass the level.

One team advances from 32 to 16, another from the quarterfinals, and then there are the semifinalists and the finalists.

In other words, the enemies will get stronger and stronger, and the rating will only increase. In the end, you will definitely face opponents of SSS or even SSS+ level.

A recent example is Bai Chu.

"Bai Chu and her team are in Group D. If nothing unexpected happens, she will definitely be the champion of Group D. So if I want to face her, according to the schedule, I must first fight my way out of Group A and win the group, and then defeat the equally strong leader of Group B. Only then can I go and compete against the winner of Groups C and D."

"I now have two and a half months, and in these precious two and a half months, I need to raise the team's original content creation capabilities several levels again. In other words—I need more 'original creations.'"

Write songs.

That's right, writing original songs.

In Su Che's eyes, the biggest problem with "Seven Colors" right now is that everyone's level has reached the average level, but there are very few original works.

To see if a team can go far, transitioning from cover content to original content is almost a necessary step.

In the qualifiers, time was tight, and it was already a miracle that a comeback could be achieved in just one night. The specific reasons for this are yet to be explored. Now that there is more time, if we don't make up for all our weaknesses, we may not be so lucky in the semifinals.

If God might favor a team once, does He expect Him to give them the green light every time?

Is he the Living Buddha Tianhai?

Su Che shook his head.

Continue planning—

"When it comes to originality, besides my senior, it's myself. If I want to create an original work that everyone can get involved in, then everyone in the team needs to participate in the design and creation process so that we can express our complete selves."

"so……"

"I want a small diaper drum, my senior will write the piano, I'll compose the music myself, An Qing will write the lyrics, Yuan Xiao will write a riff for me, and Gu Zhi will arrange the bass—"

The team needs at least one song that everyone participated in, and the deadline is within the next two months.

Su Che arrived at the "ultimate answer".

The secret to winning the semi-finals has been found.

A team is a team. Individual heroism may not have a positive effect in a team; on the contrary, it will put pressure on teammates.

Su Che's idea was that since everyone's lives had gradually become integrated, why not further integrate their "spirit," "soul," and "desire for expression"?

In that case, perhaps everyone will be elevated, and the resulting music might be more comprehensive than anything written by one person alone.

Of course, this kind of adventure basically only has two endings—

It's either a Frankenstein's monster with mismatched elements, or a divine song perfectly imbued with a soul.

Su Che had a vague idea of ​​what was going on; the next step involved improving himself.

I cannot stand still.

He closed his eyes and pondered deeply—

"Yes, Ms. Hayasaka helped me register my 'disciple' information with Master Ma at school, and Miya should have already checked in for me."

Next time she teaches, I'll go with her to see how things go, and maybe I can learn something from the master... Hmm... that's a shortcut I might consider."