Open an alt in the world of Star Dome Railway

Ah~ Why are there so many competitors!

Although I am happy that my favorite book is popular, it is hard to accept that I can’t get the book at all!

Little Pera was in tears. With her small body, she couldn't even get a copy if she went to the store to buy it. This new copy was only available after the popularity had died down a bit and she had grabbed it from a batch of newly printed books. The future was visibly dark.

but……

Perla clenched her fists, a fire in her eyes.

As a loyal fan of Star Journey, she will not be defeated by such a small difficulty. Don't underestimate the power of book fans!

Now, let’s take a look at it again, hehe.

Holding her beloved novel, Pera read it again and again, never getting tired of it.

Ah, when will Mr. Xue Liuxing’s next book be published? I really can’t wait.

If she had the chance, she would really like to meet the author of this novel, and it would be even better if she could get his autograph.

then……

It’s a request from book fans to update more!

Little Pera was looking forward to it, but what she didn't know was that in the future she would really be able to get close to her favorite author of Snow Meteor.

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Pella is set to be younger than Prince and the others, but older than Bronya and the others, making it convenient for her to become Prince's student after entering the academy.

The purpose of giving this reminder in the main text is to prevent some people from not reading the author's words, but some people may still skip chapters (mumbling).

Ah, I feel bad. I have to make a major optimization to the first volume later, otherwise people will always complain about it.

Volume 93: Beloberg's Sprouts: Chapter : Why Do You Play Rock!

Image: "Little Shiluva and Little Kokolia", Location: "Images/1723341603-100398358-111997378.jpg"

"Jeppad, what does your sister want to do today?"

Prince asked Jeppard who was leading the way. It was rare that Shiluwa did not call him out in person, but asked Jeppard to come over.

Said he had something good to show him.

The last time she said that, she wanted to show him the new traffic light robot, which was three-colored with an extra yellow one, saying it would contribute to better traffic. However, during the test, it mistook a person for a car and was not on the road. The traffic light started to attack the person, and then fell to the ground because it was top-heavy and couldn't get up.

I don't know what activities she will have this time.

"Forehead……"

Jeppard scratched his cheek. He was not a good liar, but when he thought that telling the truth might cause the effect that Shiluwa wanted to fail, and then he might get greetings from his sister, he chose to follow his heart.

When there is danger, you are safe behind your sister, but when there is no danger, it is your sister who is in danger. This is the experience that Jeppard has accumulated since he grew up.

"Brother Prince, you'll know when you get there."

Jeppard took Prince to a deserted open space.

There, Prince saw Shiluwa, who was tuning an electric guitar seriously. There was a lightning sticker on it. If he guessed correctly, the electric guitar should have been made by Shiluwa herself.

Seeing Prince coming, Shiluwa smiled brightly and waved to him enthusiastically: "Prince, you are here!"

Shiluwa swung her body ostentatiously, showing off how she held the electric guitar: "Dangdang, look at me, this guitar looks good on me, doesn't it?"

"It's pretty nice, but why do you suddenly want to play guitar?"

"Hehe, because..." Shiluwa pointed to the sky with a proud look on his face, "This represents my unyielding soul!"

"..."

Prince fell into a brief silence, then leaned over to Jeppard's ear and asked, "Is your sister feeling unwell lately?"

"This one……"

"What are you talking about? I'm fine, nothing wrong." Shiluwa pouted, a little dissatisfied: "I have to catch both rock and mechanics, so that it's sound."

When she first heard rock music, she was infected by the strong sense of freedom in it. She had long been fed up with the strict rules at home and had even had conflicts with her parents because of this. After trying that unrestrained feeling once, she fell in love with it.

Life should be like rock and roll. Beloberg is as cold as the wind and snow outside, so it should be ignited by rock and roll.

So, Shiluwa raised the banner of rebellion and couldn't wait to show it off after making this electric guitar.

Although I have no formal training and just taught myself and practiced a little, the most important thing about rock music is to play it with all your passion.

Seeing how excited she was, she couldn't wait to play a concert.

"Prince, Jeppard, sit down quickly. I'm about to start."

At Shiluwa's urging, Prince and Jeppard sat down and became the official audience of her first performance.

"Get ready to enjoy my performance!!"

Shiluwa took a deep breath, slowly placed her hands on the electric guitar, and then her expression changed as she played the first note like a sharp lightning bolt.

She only has some knowledge of it and has never played it seriously, but Shiluwa does have some talent in this area.

Although there were many things not in tune, Shiluwa adjusted them every time, and overall it sounded good.

It's pretty awesome.

Jeppard and Prince clapped their hands together in the audience to the rhythm of Shiluwa.

Although the temperature in Beloberg was relatively low, Shiluwa put all her heart and soul into holding such an electric guitar and playing it with passionate effect, and sweat was slightly flowing on her forehead.

Seeing the admiring look of his younger brother and the approving gaze of Prince, Shiluwa smiled somewhat impudently.

"That's it, come with me!"

However, just when Shiluwa was playing to the climax, an angry voice came over.

"It's so noisy!"

Because of this roar, Shiluwa's rhythm was disrupted and the strings made a harsh sound.

Shiluwa was a little at a loss and stopped playing.

They looked in the direction of the sound, where a delicate little girl with side-curled hair was looking at them with an annoyed expression.

She clenched her fists and said angrily, "Why don't you just play at home? Why do you have to come out and play your awful music to harass others?"

"This, that..."

Shiluwa waved her hands in panic, not knowing what to do.

She originally thought that if she played at home, her parents might find out and then start nagging her, so she asked Jeppard to bring Prince to this place.

She had observed this place and found that there were very few people here, making it a good place for them to play. At the same time, in order not to make too much noise and disturb others, she had not brought out the speaker microphone, but she did not expect that even so, she would still encounter such a situation.

Seeing the blonde girl's angry expression because of the noise of rock music, Shiluwa quickly apologized.

"Really? Where did you find such noisy instruments and music?"

"Yes, I'm sorry. I really didn't mean to bother you."

Kokolia looked at Shiluwa irritably for disturbing her.

I originally ran away secretly just to find a place where there was no one to relax and avoid those old-fashioned and strict teachers and heavy tasks.

But how could she be so unlucky to meet such a guy? If he was holding a violin or something, she could just ignore it, but she didn't expect that this guy's instrument, which was so unique at first glance, would produce such harsh music.

This is simply torture!

How unlucky is she? She finally gets out and has to suffer like this.

If she is wrong, please let the Amber King punish her instead of letting her listen to such annoying music!

"Miss, so you are here. I heard the commotion over here and rushed over."

A mature man's voice appeared, causing Cocolia's body to stiffen.

From the perspective facing Xiluwa, the man in front of him had eyebrows so furrowed that they could crush someone to death.

She tutted her words, clenched her fists, took a deep breath, and regained her composure, from anger to calm. Then she turned around and faced the man who was coming over: "Butler, what's the matter?"

"You should go back now. Your teacher is waiting for you."

"I know. You don't need to tell me."

Cocolia's tone was clearly unhappy, and she exuded a heavy sense of depression. She consciously followed the man.

Before leaving, she turned around angrily and snorted at Shiluwa and the others.

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Sorry, maybe there are too many updates in the underworld, and I fell asleep while coding yesterday.

I'll finish revising the first volume and then work on today's.

Why has my collection not increased or decreased recently?

Volume 94: Beloberg's Sprouts: Chapter : Cocolia Under Strict Requirements

"Cocolia, why did you go out without permission? Do you know that the teacher has been waiting for you for a long time?"

"I'm sorry, mother." Cocolia lowered her head and listened to her mother's admonition.

But the mother's words did not soften in the slightest because of Cocolia's active admission of her mistakes. On the contrary, she became even more harsh.

"You must understand, Cocolia, your goal is to become the Great Guardian. To achieve this, you absolutely cannot waste your energy on meaningless things. You must be stronger and more outstanding than everyone else. Only then can that position be yours. Do you understand?"

"......"

"Yes, I understand, mother."

Cocolia pinched her right wrist with her left hand behind her back, exerted a little force, and responded numbly. She had no idea how many times she had heard such words from her mother's mouth. It was just the same few sentences over and over again, nothing more than that she had high hopes for her and that she would become a great guardian in the future.

She was fed up with her mother's repeated admonitions and wanted to cover her ears, but her mother's education made her choose to be obedient here and tell herself with another voice.

Her mother expected her to become the Great Guardian. All this was for her own good, and she could not let her mother down.

After more than ten minutes of lecturing, the mother looked at Cocolia's obedient appearance and nodded with satisfaction. She let Cocolia go to the classroom and said, "Now that you understand, go to the teacher. He has been waiting for you for a long time. You must study hard."

"I know, mother."

This section is about learning to play the violin.

The purpose of practicing music is to improve Cocolia's accomplishment, and it is also a way to bring others closer. Elegant music and drama have always been hot topics of conversation among the Beloberg family. If Cocolia wants to fit in in the future, she must practice this.

The violin bow glided gently across the strings, producing delicate and elegant notes. Each bow stroke was perfectly executed, each note recreating the original melody, yet lacking a touch of spirit. It could be said that Cocolia's performance was melodious and lacked emotional resonance. The entire process seemed like a programmed, mechanical rendition, devoid of the soul and charm that music should possess.

But her teacher applauded her and praised her for playing well.

Cocolia thanked the teacher, but her mind was thinking of the three people she had met before.

She was deeply impressed by the blonde girl, who was about her age, singing freely with that strange instrument.

The music she played was very agitated and wild, far less elegant and beautiful than the violin, but she never concealed her smile, and she sweated, openly expressing her love and the joy of her harvest. Unlike her numbness, Cocolia had never gained any happiness from the violin.

She made many mistakes while playing, but her audience did not blame her. The little boy who looked like her admired her very much, and another gray guy with glasses also gave his encouragement. The girl's performance was expected and blessed, which was different from her.

Whenever she made a mistake, the teacher would always point it out harshly and order her to play it all over again. If she played well, she would only receive a standard compliment, as standard as her music.

She was angry at the girl at that time, probably not just because she disturbed the little time she had stolen with great difficulty, but also because of the jealousy derived from envy.

Why can she be so happy even when playing such vulgar music? Why is it that even though she has made so many mistakes, there are still people who sincerely bless and respect her?

She was really envious, she seemed to have the same thing as that girl, but it was unlikely...

Cocolia thought dejectedly.

But there is no way. If she wants to become the Great Guardian, she cannot spend her time on this. She has to shoulder the expectations and responsibilities, be better than anyone else, and cannot make mistakes. This is... what her mother said.

In Cocolia's next class, she needs to understand the system of Beloberg, the relationship between families, and what people are like...

She hated this class because the teacher always gave her a lot of difficult questions, and each question was more annoying than the last, making her so angry that she had no place to vent.

Why should I know about any of their family's glorious figures? They've all been dead for who knows how long!

Which ones need to be won over, which ones need to be isolated, and which ones are hostile? Why does she need to consider so many people? There is only one city in this area, Beloberg, where do so many families and people come from!

Cocolia wanted to tear up the test paper in front of her.

A bunch of insects!

"Ms. Cocolia, you are free to express yourself in the following time. I will come to collect your test paper in two hours and assess your learning progress. I will not disturb you anymore."