Collapse, the Self-cultivation of Shura Field Experts

Nian Lun didn't expect that so many people would know him because of a video.

It is said that people are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being fat, but at the moment it seems that there are more good things happening.

Ok……

I hope I don’t become a fat pig.

"Then I'll excuse myself first."

Nian Lun stood up and began to look for his goal. Finding a piano that suits him is not an easy task.

Guanxing had no intention of continuing to deal with Aponia, so it would be more practical for him to just walk over to Nian Lun and look at the musical instruments.

After all, from the eye contact just now, she couldn't tell what Aponya wanted to reveal.

"What should we do now? A familiar yet unfamiliar guest."

Guanxing put his hands in his pockets and sounded a little dissatisfied. You know, what happened just now was still fresh in his mind.

What about small cushions and big pillows?

You know, we finally came out to watch the stars, but it was demolished by someone, and the good dating atmosphere was gone.

But what Guanxing didn't know was that the last time his cheap sister came out, she was also forcibly demolished by Gray Xiu.

Nian Lun had no idea what to do, but he could make a rough guess: "Anyway, let's take a look first. Be careful not to move anything. Musical instruments are different from gas pipes. If you move them casually..."

"Mr. Nian Lun, what are you talking about?"

Seeing Guanxing's unfriendly expression, Nian Lun could only shut up.

Nian Lun collected his thoughts and realized that what he was looking for was not an ordinary piano, but one that suited him - just like his own harmonica.

Not to mention the hard-to-find "resonance", at least a piano of the "Steinway" quality would be needed to bring him a certain bonus.

And he didn't buy it, he rented it.

Buying a piano that can be used on a formal stage is still a bit far-fetched for Nian Lun, and there is no need to put too much burden on the budget if it is just for competitions.

Otherwise, even if Nianlun brought back 50 yuan, most of it would be spent on renting the piano here, which would definitely not be appropriate.

While thinking about it, Nian Lun sat down on a nearby chair and prepared to give it a try, but Guanxing's hand reached out.

At first, Nian Lun didn't understand, until Guanxing pointed at the shoulder bag on Nian Lun's shoulder. Nian Lun took out the white gloves he had prepared for the day and handed the shoulder bag to Guanxing. Then he put on the gloves and, breathlessly, began to play "Canon" on the piano in front of him.

You should know that a good piano needs strong bass, melodious mid-range and rich and pleasant treble.

Soon Nian Lun had tried all the pianos placed in the hall, and he shook his head with some regret.

Basically, it's just a decent level, and there's still a long way to go to reach his ideal level.

"It seems that these children cannot meet your needs." Aponya's fingertips brushed over the piano keys that had just produced pleasant sounds, her face gentle.

Hearing Aponya's words, Nian Lun nodded somewhat embarrassedly. "I'm not saying they're bad. They're already excellent. I just want to give it my all for the competition. Besides, it's a rare opportunity like this, so I want to challenge myself again."

"I've taken care of them for so long, and I've heard your music. And you're so gentle, I think they'll understand what you mean."

Ignoring Guanxing's murderous look, Aponiya took Nianlun's gloved hand and led Nianlun and Guanxing to a dark room.

When you open the door, an ancient atmosphere hits you.

A dark gold piano lay quietly inside, and upon closer inspection, it even bore some resemblance to Nian Lun's harmonica. His first reaction was its size—the piano was over five meters long.

But this piano gives people a feeling very similar to that harmonica, and the dark patterns and special colors on it are exactly the same.

And it doesn’t have the ordinary 88 keys, it has 128!

This means it's powerful enough to handle all tracks.

Nian Lun's gloved hand brushed over it, and the same line of words was engraved on it.

——May this world shine like gold.

If there is any difference, it is that Nian Lun's name is no longer engraved.

"Can I try?"

Now that everyone is here, how can they just take a look?

Aponia smiled faintly: "I guess it must be waiting for you too."

...

The musical notes in his ears were still melodious, and from stargazing, he could tell that Nian Lun had gotten into the same state as he had during the open-air performance.

Guanxing looked at Nian Lun like this and felt a little dazed, as if he was remembering things from the past.

I remember that in addition to those who were tricked into coming on board by someone, there must be more people who were tricked by him in different places than those I know about.

Those who were tricked into getting on board...seems to be fine now.

After all, he was fooled like this, making harmonicas and pianos, and waiting specially... Does it mean that he was sold and still counted the money for him happily?

"…Thank you for your help."

After pondering for a while, Guanxing said helplessly.

"..."

Aponia looked at the stargazing object with a strange look, then clasped her hands together and prayed, saying calmly, "Until I encountered the rays of light falling from the sky, everything was over. I no longer needed to seek redemption from despair."

The faint smile and gentle eyes on her face gave Guanxing an illusion, as if he was seeing himself through a mirror - as if she had once shown such an expression.

Before Stargazing even had time to think about the meaning of these words, Aponia's voice came again.

"That's also a line from 'Puraṇīyāna'. It's the epitaph of a man who was given 'precepts'. I learned it pretty well, didn't I?"

...

Chapter 40: I always have a feeling that I'm going to be a gigolo...

Nian Lun's fingers flew across the piano keys, and the sound of the piano spread across the black and white keyboard like flowing water.

The whole piano seemed to be producing pleasant sounds.

There is no doubt that Nian Lun also resonated with this piano.

Time seemed to stop flowing, and the fragmented images combined into a new scene.

There was the Berlin Wall surrounded by war, and there was Siberia littered with the debris of weapons and ammunition.

Everything in this strange world seems to be constantly "collapsing" under some force.

Perhaps there is still sunshine somewhere in this world, but only a few people can feel that warmth.

People are always pursuing something.

Maybe it's strength, maybe it's love, or maybe just a ray of sunshine.

Even if there are dangers ahead, we will fly towards the unpredictable fire without hesitation like a moth.

Only at the end of the pursuit...

Only then can you see that 'paradise of the past'.

...

Nian Lun was immersed in the world of music, but he still finished the song like lightning.

He seemed to still be savoring the aftertaste, feeling like he was just a little closer to finding the tune of a new song.

Finally, a lonely applause rang out.

It's stargazing.

Nian Lun finally came to his senses, stood up and bowed to the only two audience members.

He then realized that Aponya had silently closed her eyes, as if she was completely lost in her memories. Even the applause from the stargazing hadn't woken her up.

"How does it sound? Not bad, right?" Nian Lun asked with a satisfied and excited smile on his face.

"I don't applaud for no reason."

Looking at Guanxing's frank look, Nian Lun thought he was a little cute.

With the help of this piano and Nian Lun's skills, getting a good ranking was no problem. After putting composition on the agenda, he was confident of winning the competition.

"It seems that it likes you too, just like that harmonica." Aponiya woke up from her memories and congratulated Nian Lun sincerely.

"Thank you." However, Nian Lun was still a little nervous. After all, the next step was to get to the point. "So... how much does it cost to rent this piano?"

Aponia tilted her head, a bit puzzled. "Why do you ask? Remember I've already told you the 'rules' here. You've already played a piece that satisfied this child, so it now belongs to you."

what?

Nian Lun could hardly believe what he heard. How could such a valuable thing be given away casually?

Regardless of its actual value, the cost of building it alone is an astronomical figure.

"Miss Aponya is such a joker."

"Why do you say that? I'm not in the habit of joking."

Aponia's slightly furrowed brows froze Nian Lun's previous apologetic smile on his face.

What's going on? Are you serious?

"I told you when you entered this shop, 'As long as he can make the instrument sound the way you like it, give it to him,' those are the exact words of the piano's owner."

"..."

Nian Lun was speechless and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Obviously those words sound like subjective questions asked to fool others, but as long as you keep the right of choice in your own hands, everything will be easy.

What is your favorite sound of an instrument?

Who knows and who has the final say?

Nian Lun initially thought this was just a way to appease the visitors and add a little gimmick. He never expected it to be true...

"Don't you think anyone who heard that performance wouldn't understand?"

Aponya was a little angry. She was obviously serious about her words, but she didn't expect them to be taken as perfunctory.

Looking at Aponya's expression, Nian Lun knew that she was serious.

"This is too expensive, I can't accept it."

Nian Lun bowed deeply. "I may truly love this piano, but I also know its value. I don't have the ability to maintain it properly. While it won't gather dust in my hands, it will surely become a tear in history."

This is very realistic.

A high-quality piano is not something an ordinary family can maintain well, not to mention Nian Lun renting a house...even if he had an average-sized house, there would be no place to put it.

If it were just to maintain it, Nianlun might not even have to attend this class.

As for hiring someone...

This level of piano maintenance may not be available even if you pay money!

Besides, Nian Lun’s salary as a songwriter is not enough to support the family.

So no matter how much Nian Lun liked it, he had to refuse. As a musician, he absolutely could not allow such a peerless piano to be ruined in his hands.

Aponya suppressed her expression and said soothingly, "I don't blame you. I've taken care of them for a long time, and even someone like me who doesn't understand music very well can understand their feelings. Please respect the wishes of their original owner, okay?"

Nian Lun still shook his head.

Seeing Nian Lun's reluctance, Aponya seemed to have thought of something. "If you're worried about maintenance or other issues, you can keep it here. But it will be engraved with your name because it belongs only to you."

This time, not only Nian Lun, but even Guanxing was stunned.

what's the situation?

Free gift, and even paying for it?

Aponya didn't know why Nian Lun was talking, and was a little confused: "Do you dislike this child? Or are you worried about something else?"

No no no, I'm so satisfied!

But, is this really appropriate?