Collapse, the Self-cultivation of Shura Field Experts

The size of your palm is a necessary condition for learning the piano in addition to your sense of pitch.

If your palms are not strong enough, it means saying goodbye to most of the piano music, and your musical reserves are inherently suppressed by others.

If you lose a large part of piano music, your creativity will naturally be limited.

After practice, ordinary people can easily reach an octave with their palms. Even if 9th and 10th degrees are a little difficult, they are not out of reach.

As for eleven degrees, it is a daunting difficulty.

But there are still people in the world who can surpass them. Lang Lang's fingers can reach twelfth degrees. For example, the famous pianist Liszt can even reach thirteenth degrees!

There is a gap between geniuses!

Only with such capital and training can one achieve true "showmanship".

Nian Lun has a good figure, with long and slender hands. After practice, the size of his hands reached 26cm - which is the eleventh degree when converted into piano keys, close to the twelfth degree.

So this is also the reason why Nian Lun is more confident about the piano.

With his innate good sense of pitch and hard work, he has no pressure at all compared to other performers of his age.

But apart from the performance, there is another thing - the repertoire to be performed.

The most important thing is to be able to come up with an original song, which is not only required for the competition, but also for work. He could certainly use "The Daughter of the Sea" to enter the competition, but the work problem has not been solved.

Therefore, the key is to find a similar feeling to the last time and create.

We also need to solve the housing problem... to improve this terrible commute time.

Nian Lun finally arrived home dragging his tired body. He decided to go home to put his bag down first and then pick up the two little ones at home for dinner.

He really doesn't have the energy to cook today.

But as soon as he opened the door, he saw Yuexia's gentle smile saying to him, "Welcome back."

"I'm back……"

Nian Lun hesitated because of the apron she was wearing and the noises coming from the kitchen.

Could it be that they have already prepared dinner at home?

Surprise flashed in Nian Lun's eyes.

Then he thought that he was too tired and overthinking.

How did they know that I would be back at this time?

But he felt relieved that he didn't make these people wait too long.

Yuexia greeted with a smile: "Hurry up and wash your hands and come to eat. Today we have made all your favorite dishes!"

Then Yuexia helped Nianlun put down his briefcase and took him to wash his hands. As they passed by the kitchen, looking at the figure busy in the kitchen, Nianlun suddenly felt his chest filled with a wonderful emotion.

Nian Lun didn't recover until Yuexia dragged him to the dining table and finished cooking.

Guanxing's expression was still as calm as ever, but he and Yuexia kept bringing dishes over here.

"Why do you look so silly? Did a meal surprise you so much?"

Nian Lun also smiled: "No."

Nian Lun glanced at the dishes on the table, then looked up at the girls standing at the kitchen door.

His eyes lingered on the other's slightly red cheeks.

He suddenly felt that this was good and he should just keep doing it.

When Nian Lun saw the delicious dishes, he couldn't help but ask, "Did you make these?"

The two of them did not comment, but gestured to Nian Lun to eat first.

Nian Lun picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs with his chopsticks, brought it to his mouth and took a bite. Nian Lun chewed it, swallowed it, and then gave a thumbs-up and praised: "Hmm, not bad, very delicious."

From the current situation, life is pretty good. As long as there is no trouble, everything will be fine. The house is in order, which really saves me a lot of worries.

'Gulp gurgle.'

"Ok?"

Nian Lun's attention was attracted by this wonderful sound. What could make such a sound?

His gaze followed the scene until it finally landed on the table. One of the dishes was truly indescribable: a black object with red bubbles bubbling from it.

"This is……?"

"Yes, it's a special dish."

Yuexia handed over a pair of new chopsticks with somewhat nervous hands.

But Nian Lun was a little confused. What kind of dish required two pairs of chopsticks?

So when his eyes came to Guanxing's face, she actually turned away.

A bad feeling flashed through his mind.

But Yuexia quickly came over, blinking her big eyes and saying softly, "Try it, okay?"

Nian Lun didn't want to dampen Yuexia's enthusiasm, but he looked at the bowl of 'special dish' with doubt.

"I didn't mean that, but have you tried it yourself?"

"Of course! Why would I give a human like you food I haven't tried?"

Seeing Yuexia's determined look, Nian Lun didn't know what to say.

After all, it was a thoughtful gesture, and she had eaten it herself. It couldn't be as scary as the dark dishes in novels and comics, right?

Try it or die!

The chopsticks picked up one of the pieces easily, but the red liquid looked a little subtle.

Nian Lun swallowed his saliva and then ate it.

...

Nian Lun blinked.

I felt like I was in an office, but outside was a 360-degree transparent area with no blind spots. The window seemed to be able to suck people in, and there was no end to the tunnel.

But surprisingly, he felt very familiar.

A terminal processor was neatly placed on a table of just the right height, and a cactus was obediently standing beside it, absorbing the almost non-existent radiation.

Other official documents were neatly stacked to one side. In a rosemary-studded pen holder lay several unopened pens of various colors.

There is an unfoldable bench at the opening of the table, which seems to allow people who are working to take a break here at any time.

There are still some water droplets on the plants in the four corners, and the emerald green leaves emit bursts of fragrance. It can be seen that the people who take care of this place are very attentive.

"Mr. Assassin, why do you look so confused? Are you trying to slack off?"

...

Chapter 34 Stargazing Decides to Be a Little More Vicious

Nian Lun looked over when he heard the voice and saw Guanxing wearing the same clothes he had just worn when he came here, holding a feather fan in his hand, and looking at him strangely.

Mr. Assassin?

What assassin? Where did the assassin come from?

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but not a single syllable came out.

Then, a severe headache came, and "Stargazing" panicked and tried to hug Nian Lun, who was about to fall, until their figures gradually overlapped.

...

"...!"

Nian Lun opened his eyes wide in disbelief, and what came into view was the familiar ceiling and the indifferent face of the stargazer.

The first thing I felt was the softness behind my pillow.

What followed was... an indescribable pain in his stomach and mouth, as if several pounds of chili peppers were churning.

"I wish you would never wake up."

"So vicious."

Perhaps feeling that his tone was not very good, Guanxing cleared his throat.

"Having a nightmare?"

"It was a strange dream... What happened to me?"

Guanxing put down the book in his hand and turned his head to look at the moon hanging on Nian Lun.

Then he said helplessly: "Didn't I hint to you not to eat it?"

"I just didn't want to disappoint her, she was so excited." Nian Lun replied with a wry smile, "Besides, I really didn't expect it to be this powerful. I overestimated myself."

"You're still the same old man."

"Same old."

Echoing Guanxing's words, Nian Lun recalled the scene in his dream just now.

It was obvious that that didn't happen in the past few days, and as for that office... he had no impression of it.

"Stargazing."

"Ok?"

"Have you ever been a secretary?"

I had thought that stargazing would have a strange expression on my face, just like in my dream, but instead, I had a serious look on my face.

"Why do you ask?"

"I just feel like you're very frugal and suitable to be a secretary."

"Grumpy."

Nian Lun felt the warmth of the lap pillow and the softness of the body. Finally, he rubbed the moonlit little head and asked, "What time is it?"

"It's almost morning."

Then Nian Lun closed his eyes in sorrow.

I couldn't even tell if I passed out or fell asleep. It was a strange experience.

Nian Lun was no longer sleepy, and he had no evil thoughts about some of the more intimate actions.

I just feel that it’s pretty good like this.

This reminded him of what he said in Bronya's studio.

After all, what does "family law" mean?

And whose family rules are these?

Even Nian Lun himself didn't know what the meaning of these words was. But he was really stunned by the situation. Could it be that there was some special meaning?

"Family law disposal."

"...!"

Nian Lun just said it casually, but he could clearly feel the shaking of Guanxing, who was resting his knees on his.

He blinked his eyes and asked innocently, "Comrade Stargazing."

"W-what is it?"

"What is 'family law'?"

The scene suddenly became quiet, with only the steady breathing under the moon remaining.

Nian Lun looked incredulous. Could this be the so-called 'truth'?

Like something like 'Great and Mighty Heavenly Dragon', which can be used to subdue demons and monsters?

"No, I don't know what you are talking about."

Because he was lying on the knee pillow for stargazing, Nian Lun understood it very well.