The second dimension life starting from Fuyuki City

With Rejoice, you are so confident!

"what--"

After hearing that Mo Yi was going to sing again, Nan Xiaoniao once again recalled the horror of being dominated by "Snow Moon Flower". Her legs began to tremble involuntarily, and she cried like a bird, saying with both fear and anticipation:

"Mo Yijun, is that the song called 'Spin! Snow, Moon and Flowers' from last time?"

Chapter 224: The whole world is speaking Chinese

At this moment, Minami Kotori's ears seemed to recall the roar of Redism again.

'Marxism-Leninism-Marxism-Leninism-Marxism-Leninism...'

"no--"

Mo Yi saw Nan Xiaoniao seemed to be enduring the funny shaking of her legs and said with a smile:

"This time, I plan to play a Chinese song called 'Ruhua'."

"It's the Celestial language!"

Honoka's brows furrowed instantly. Chinese was one of the foreign language classes she hated the most, the other being English from the Western world.

For poor students, foreign languages ​​are the most brutal compulsory courses, because in subjects like Chinese and mathematics, no matter how bad you are, you can still write whatever you want, and you can always write your mother tongue and Arabic numerals.

And what about foreign languages?

If you really don't know how to write, especially the final essay -

Coach, I only know a few words: I, OHON, YESH. How can I get the teacher to give me a guaranteed score?

Sticking RMB on the test paper, drawing little turtles, writing poems, these methods are all ineffective!

Honoka's distressed look, as if the final exam was tomorrow, immediately irritated Sonoda Umi, who frowned and warned:

"I've told you to study harder in class. Chinese is a required course. If you can't even learn it, how are you going to get into a big Chinese company, get into higher education, or become a useful member of society?"

"No matter how busy idol training is, don't neglect your studies, otherwise I will tell Uncle Kousaka."

Honoka: “…”

My own father is obviously a poor student, but he always demands that I become a top student. He is simply a strong man.

Faced with the threat from Umi Sonoda, Honoka naturally chose to die.

In District 11 of this world, China and the capitalist world have formed a two-power situation. Therefore, English and Chinese have become the content of foreign language courses in District 11.

Because since elementary school, and because Japanese evolved from ancient Chinese, most people in District 11 can roughly understand daily Chinese. The situation is just like the world in Mo Yi's previous life, where everyone can say hello, say goodbye, and ask for directions in English.

"Honoka-senpai, you don't understand Celestial language?"

This time, even her junior schoolmate Nishikino Maki was shocked. High school students in District 11 can understand Chinese. Isn't that a basic operation?

How did the other party get into Otonogizaka with his grades? He said in disbelief:

"People all over the world speak Chinese. If you still can't understand Chinese now, how are you going to handle your college entrance exams?"

"Ha ha--"

Now, even the carefree Honoka felt embarrassed. She was actually looked down upon by a mere schoolmate. Don’t poor students have human rights?

One day, I will get a "study system" that falls from the sky, and then I will learn to speak Chinese with a Cantonese accent, so that you can understand that you know nothing about real Chinese.

Even a salted fish will have a chance to turn over. The powerful Dou Di once said that things change over time. I, Suonogui, will also have a day to turn over.

"Maki-chan, you have to understand that no one is perfect. Everyone has things they're not good at, and the thing I'm not good at just happens to be foreign languages."

"But--"

Nan Xiaoniao said weakly:

"Honoka, your science is also just barely passing the passing line."

Honoka: “…”

Little bird, your true nature has been revealed. If you continue like this, you will really lose me, your childhood sweetheart.

Nishikino Maki was just fooled by Honoka's explanation full of chicken soup, but Minami Kotori's light words exposed the white lie, making the cashier realize once again the dangers of the world.

"Ha ha--"

Honoka laughed awkwardly and changed the subject:

"Everyone, please stop talking. Mo Yijun is about to start playing."

Although she knew that the other party was trying to change the subject, Honoka was right. Keeping quiet was a basic respect for the performers.

"Dongcha, Dongcha, Dongcha, Dongcha—"

After everyone quieted down, Mo Yi sat in front of the piano, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, cleared his current emotions, and awakened He Tu's song "Ruhua" from the depths of his mind.

Three seconds later, he pressed the keys hard, making a strange 'dong-cha' sound similar to that of a cymbal.

This kind of pronunciation has never been played in Western piano music.

Although everyone was a little surprised, they were instantly attracted by the emphasis. However, the style of the music changed from imitating the percussion accent to a long and ethereal style, just like a storyteller telling a story. He first slapped the paperweight hard to attract the listeners' attention, and then slowly told the story he wanted to share.

"Is this really a piece of music played on the piano?"

Honoko was curious, so she asked her friend very quietly:

"Why, haven't I heard piano music like this before?"

"Shh-"

Sonoda Umi glared at Honoka in dissatisfaction and told her to keep quiet.

However, both she and Minami Xiaoniao had the same doubt. This melody didn't sound like a piano piece at all. Instead, it sounded like a piece played by traditional Chinese instruments.

In the end, Honoka could only turn and look at Nishikino Maki, hoping that this piano master could answer her questions.

"This is the technique of 'imitation'—"

Nishikino Maki had a look of surprise and disbelief on her face. She spoke very quietly, fearing to disturb Mo Yi's performance, and quickly explained:

"Mo Yijun used the piano to imitate several traditional Chinese instruments at the same time. I could only hear the guqin, cymbals, xiao, and flute."

After saying that, he continued to listen carefully to Mo Yi's performance, afraid of missing any note or detail.

It's amazing!

If it comes to using the piano to imitate the performance of other instruments, Nishikino Maki can do it easily, but as for imitating it to the extent that it is almost exactly the same as using other instruments, she knows that she cannot do it. According to her understanding, only musicians who specialize in piano can do this.

At this moment, the senior sitting in front of him with a smile on his face not only did this thing that existed in the legend, but even imitated several different instruments at the same time, harmoniously integrating them into a small concert of traditional Chinese instruments.

You have to know that he only has one pair of hands and there are only so many keys on the piano. It takes such fast hand speed and such amazing skills to perform this miracle that she had never imagined.

The other party was definitely not the junior musician he had imagined. He was at least a level six musician, which was above the intermediate level.

After just ten seconds of the prelude, Tikuanji was shocked by Mo Yi's performance, and even forgot her previous dislike for the other party's singing.

Cash withdrawal girl: I am very busy now. I have to continue smoking. I don’t have time to reflect on my previous mistakes.

In short, I was conquered by you and drank the poison you prepared.

Chapter 225: Like a Flower

Everyone has a story of youth, which contains sadness and pain as well as happiness and laughter. Mo Yi also has such a story.

The song "Ruhua" not only reminds Mo Yi of a cross-dresser from many years ago, but more importantly, it reminds Mo Yi of his former youthful recklessness, his past joys and sorrows, his former stubbornness, and his current indifference after letting go.

After the prelude, Mo Yi also sang the song "Ruhua" which seemed to be telling his own story:

He lights the lamp at night

How many times have you read the Four Books and Five Classics?

It was her childhood sweetheart who was standing by her side.

She grinds the ink under the lamp

A pair of eyes, a thorny hairpin, a cloth skirt

He studied hard for ten years and vowed to enter the golden palace.

Send your beloved to the ferry

She said she would wait for you all her life

He said he would wait until I passed the imperial examination

I will never let your gentleness down..."

Perhaps because he was thinking about his past, Mo Yi's voice this time was a little heavy and depressed, which planted a sad tone in the hearts of the listeners without them understanding the story of the song.

In fact, the rest of the story of "Ruhua" is indeed a tragic story, at least on the surface.

"For eighteen years I have waited for her to stand at the ferry

Eighteen years of tenderness, he slept in Mingyue Tower

That lonely sail goes away leisurely

Take away all her sorrows and joys

The willows on the embankment

Can't stop the river from flowing

Watching the spring flowers bloom and fall

The autumn wind blows the summer moon away

Winter snow falls again

She waited until she was thinner than a yellow flower——"

With Mo Yi's dancing fingers and his magnetic yet heavy singing voice, the Muse friends were quickly drawn into the story created by Mo Yi in "Ruhua".

"This is where?"

Honoka found that she had fallen asleep without knowing why while she was immersed in the sad story, and then she came to a strange place.

"This is the realm of sound—"

Sonoda Umi, who was beside Honoka, whispered:

“A musician’s performance can bring people into the story of the song.”

"All top-notch campus idols can do this."

"Honoka, you don't even know these basic music fundamentals, and you still dare to claim to be the world's number one school idol?"

“Uh(⊙o⊙)…”

Honoka clasped her hands together and said:

"I've been so busy practicing lately that I suddenly forgot about it."

"Even though I've heard Mo Yijun's performance before, it's still very shocking to experience this kind of world of music for the second time—"

Nan Xiaoniao looked at the dilapidated building in front of her and the willow catkins dancing in the wind in the distance, and said to herself:

“Will we be able to do this kind of thing in the future?”

"certainly--"

Hearing Minami Kotori's words, Honoka excitedly said:

"As long as we work hard, we can achieve this one day."

"Shh-"

Nishikino Maki raised a finger to her lips with a serious expression, listening to the long piano music and singing coming from afar, and said:

"The story is about to begin."

In fact, the cashier was almost numb from the shock.

The realm of sound, as the criterion for judging musicians, it was not surprising that Mo Yi could use it. But what shocked her was that this realm of sound was too real. The most that a novice musician could give others was an illusion, but Mo Yi directly brought them into the world of singing.

Nishikino Maki pinched her fingers and found that she could feel pain, but she did not exit this realm of sound. In addition, the four of them could enter the same realm of sound at the same time. This was something that only the legendary top-notch music masters could do.