Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

When the music ended, Bai'e rose and bowed.

The people in the Sunset Hall suddenly came to their senses, and after a long silence, thunderous applause erupted.

"Advance! We must advance! Anyone who dares to vote against it, I'll have Murphy come to your house tonight and bite you!" Qi Yan shouted, raising his arms.

"My older brother is right, watch out or I'll come to your house and bite you tonight!"

Murphy grinned menacingly from the side.

Bai'e's performance had already won over all the judges, and with the addition of these two obviously abnormal guys, Bai'e advanced with a unanimous vote in an instant.

The following matches, although there were still a couple of outrageous contestants popping up from time to time, were generally normal.

This lifted Czerny's spirits, which had been at rock bottom.

The appearance and performance of the black keys, in particular, caught his eye.

In Czerny's mind, Black Key's performance was slightly inferior to that of White Key, but he was still an excellent prospect.

With an appreciative attitude, Czerny casually offered a few pointers after Czerny's successful advancement on the black keys.

To his surprise, his few words of advice caused Hei Jian's face to darken.

"Thank you for your guidance, Mr. Czerny, but I have no intention of collaborating with anyone at the moment. I still intend to participate in the subsequent competitions as a soloist."

Black Key bluntly refuted Czerny's advice: "So you say my playing was too emotionally charged, I don't accept that."

Cherny took a deep breath, and his mood, which had just begun to improve, worsened again.

At this moment, he really wanted to know what was wrong with young people these days.

The previous contestant was the same, always arguing with Qi Yan, and now Hei Jian is the same; they just love to challenge professionals like them.

Murphy leaned closer to Qi Yan and whispered:

“Brother, Black Key isn’t going to play a duet, so how do we bring out the earthly sounds within him and White Chalk? We can’t just tie him up and force him to play a duet.”

"This kid is all talk and no action. Once Bai'e talks to him, he'll agree immediately." Qi Yan didn't have any opinion on this. "Besides, he does need some discipline right now. Letting him suffer a little will help him grow in the future."

Murphy blinked, said nothing, and obediently sat back down in his seat.

He didn't pay any attention to the contestants who came up next, and he didn't even listen to them much. He passed them as long as they passed.

Qi Yan, on the other hand, carefully held the list and eliminated one by one the people Gertrude had indicated she wanted special treatment for.

This action terrified the other judges, who feared that Gertrude would suddenly rush out from behind the scenes and kill Qi Yan on the spot.

Czerny also noticed this scene.

Although he hadn't received the list, he quickly guessed what it was after a moment's thought. Combining this with the expressions of the other judges around him, he immediately understood Qi Yan's actions.

This caused his favorability towards Qi Yan to increase significantly.

She even thought that walking home with Qi Yan that night, chatting and getting to know each other would be a good thing.

Meanwhile, in a private room on the upper floor of the Sunset Hall, a group of people were in a very bad mood.

One of the men, dressed in aristocratic attire, stared intently at Qi Yan's figure with a sinister gaze:

"This guy is just as rumored, unscrupulous and doesn't give face to anyone."

Another person in the room sneered, "If you ask me, we don't need to send Gertrude to test Qi Yan's attitude. No matter how strong he is, he is still just a person. He will die if he is killed. With our methods, killing such a strong person will come at a price, but it is also a good opportunity to establish our authority."

Letania has been silent for too long, and the people of this land have forgotten our rich heritage.

“You’re right. We still have a use for the Witch King’s bloodline. We can’t let Qi Yan take it away no matter what.”

The man in aristocratic attire gave a cold smile: "Tonight, send someone to deliver an ultimatum to Qi Yan, making him understand that Letania is not just about the twin queens, but also about a higher power."

If he behaves himself, we don't mind letting him continue his violent ways, but if he can't face reality, then there's no need to spare his life.

Chapter 296 Another instance of making friends through music.

"The Letania Voice audition has come to a successful conclusion. We welcome everyone to vote for your favorite contestants using your mobile devices. See you next time!"

After a moment of brilliant pause, the host finally regained his rhythm and announced in a confident tone that the eventful program was temporarily coming to an end.

His back was soaked with sweat.

It wasn't because of nervousness, it was just from running around chasing the microphone and getting exhausted.

As the host announced, a band slowly took to the stage, playing soothing music to mark the end of the performance.

Qi Yan and the other judges stood up, bowed to the audience behind them, and left the stage.

The remaining spectators were also guided to leave the scene, each with a smile on their face, discussing the oddballs who had appeared during the competition.

"I don't know why, even though those guys were off-key at first listen, their singing kept echoing in my mind, I just couldn't forget it."

"You know what, you really have to admit, it actually has a special charm after you think about it for a while. I've got an idea."

"I'm bursting with inspiration too. When I get back, I'll find the official video, edit it a bit, and I feel like there's a lot of room for improvement. For now, I'll name it... 'Ghostly Remix'!"

After the audience left, the staff looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.

Several times they thought that the audition was going to be broadcast in an accident.

Surprisingly, the response was quite good!

The backstage area of ​​the Sunset Hall on the other side.

As soon as Czerny arrived at the rest area, he was surrounded by several judges who seriously discussed the contestants' performances with him, acting as if they had a lot of musical insights.

Unfortunately, their insights only reached Czerny's ears as the most superficial analysis, failing to adequately analyze the emotions that many contestants were trying to express in their songs.

This made Cherny's mood even more gloomy. His gaze swept across the crowd and he saw Qi Yan and Murphy walking away side by side.

"Excuse me, everyone, I have an appointment to keep."

Cherny politely bid farewell to the judges and chased after Qi Yan and the other person in the direction they had left.

When he found Qi Yan again, he was surprised to find that the white-haired young contestant he had high hopes for was chatting familiarly with Qi Yan.

"I feel I did quite well this time, thanks to your guidance the past two days, Qi Yan, which made me realize that music should be a language for expressing one's feelings."

Bai'e followed Qi Yan, her expression grateful, but she also didn't forget Murphy:

"And Mr. Murphy's support, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have had the chance to stand on this stage."

"Oh, not at all, hehehe." Murphy was flattered and felt like she was floating on air.

Qi Yan glanced at Murphy, then quickly said to Bai Er:

"Go find a rope, or Murphy will float up to the ceiling."

Murphy: "..."

As the three were talking, Czerny successfully caught up with them.

“Mr. Qi Yan, I have come to keep my appointment,” Czerny said elegantly.

Qi Yan turned his head upon hearing the sound, looking puzzled:

What agreement did I make with you?

"...Didn't you say you'd walk me home?"

Czerny choked for a moment, his expression turning somewhat unnatural.

Qi Yan slightly opened his eyes.

He never dreamed that this Cherny was actually an honest man.

Noticing Czerny's increasingly stiff face, Qi Yan quickly coughed twice to cover his embarrassment, then flashed a bright smile:

"Look at my brain, I completely forgot about this. Luckily, Teacher Che reminded me, otherwise I would have been in big trouble."

"I won't call you that... Oh well, whatever makes you happy."

Cherny took a deep breath and completely gave up on correcting Qi Yan's way of addressing him.

He joined the trio's team and walked alongside Qi Yan.

“I didn’t expect that this contestant would be your student.” Czerny took the initiative to start a conversation. “His playing was very beautiful. To be able to teach such an excellent student, Mr. Qi Yan’s musical level must have reached an extremely high level.”

Because of some misunderstanding, I even thought you didn't appreciate music.

Qi Yan said without blushing or skipping a beat:

"I'm fairly confident in my musical abilities; I have indeed made some achievements. We can discuss this further sometime."

"Okay, it's a deal."

Czerny looked delighted.

For him, making friends through music was one of the greatest pleasures in life.

Murphy, standing to the side, felt a chill run down his spine just imagining what it would have been like.

After hesitating for a moment, Murphy interjected:

“Mr. Czerny, I have a friend named Arturo. I’ll introduce you to her sometime. I think you might need her help.”

Czerny frowned slightly.

Here we go again, those aristocrats who seize every opportunity to introduce people to their inner circle.

"Let's talk again next time," Czerny said listlessly.

Murphy's lips twitched twice, then he chose to remain silent.

It's beyond saving, give up!

"Teacher Che, I have another favor to ask."

Qi Yan suddenly shifted the topic to Bai E: "If my student advances in the next round of mentor selection, I hope he can join your team for further study."

He has some admirable qualities that you, Mr. Che, need to uncover through your composition.

Cherny was somewhat bewildered by Qi Yan's sudden request.

However, since the object of his affections was chalk, which he also greatly admired, Czerny had no objections.

After a moment's thought, Czerny nodded and said:

“I also admire this child and of course I will not refuse him. However, could you please be more specific, Mr. Qi Yan? Is the highlight you mentioned his talent for piano?”

After all, my forte is playing the piano and composing.

"No, no, no, Bai'e plays the cello quite well, so let him continue to study in that area." Qi Yan shook his head and said, "I mean, Bai'e has the sounds of the mortal world within him, and I want Teacher Che to feel them and then create a piece to bring them out, otherwise this kid won't live much longer."

Instantly, all three of the four, except for Qi Yan, stopped in their tracks.

"I'm going to die?" Bai'e looked bewildered.

"There's such a hidden danger in chalk?!" Murphy immediately bristled.

"What did you just mention?" Cherny immediately began to suspect that he was hallucinating because he was too angry on the show earlier.

Faced with the three people's huge reaction, Qi Yan looked completely innocent:

"The Sound of the Mortal World, that thing is something left behind by the Witch King. It's a dangerous item, so it's normal for people to die from it."

Murphy's expression shifted between anger and resentment, a surge of rage rising within him towards the remnants of the Witch King's faction.

Czerny's neck stiffened. He looked around twice and, seeing no one passing by in the corridor, quickly opened a lounge not far away and gestured for everyone to go in and chat.

After Qi Yan and the others went inside, Cherny decisively closed the door, leaned against it, and stared intently at Qi Yan:

"Do you even know what you were just talking about? The sounds of the mortal world are taboo, and you just talked about them so recklessly in public!"

If others overheard this, Chalk's situation would be in danger!

“Those with ideas know about chalk without me having to tell them, but for those without ideas or abilities, hearing it is pointless.”

Qi Yan smiled and shrugged, "You don't need to worry about that. I'm just asking you, would you compose music for Bai'e to save this child's life?"

Why should I get involved in something so dangerous?

Czerny refused without even thinking.

Upon hearing this, Qi Yan immediately wore a sorrowful expression and said in a low voice:

"Poor little chalk, from childhood he suffered inhuman persecution from the remnants of the Witch King's party. His promising life was cut in half again and again. Even after escaping, he was monitored day and night and could only wander forever."

He was so kind that, knowing he was in danger, he deliberately distanced himself from people and avoided forming friendships, leaving music as the only outlet for his thoughts.