"Bah bang bang." After the song ended, Hill applauded, "Bonnie, your song "In the Storm" is already quite complete. I think it won't be a problem to polish it up and participate in the Polar Night Rock Festival."
"Polar Night Rock Festival?" Yi Liuling repeated.
"Oh, you people outside the industry probably don't know," Hill said, "The Night Rock Festival is the most important festival in our rock circle, and it is also the stage that every rock person wants to be on."
"I understand, it's something similar to a cooking competition, right?" Yi Liuling had previously participated in a cooking competition in Ron Village in the fantasy world, but that was hundreds of years ago. Although Ron Village was destroyed, the Chefs Association still existed well. With their general combat power, it was naturally impossible for them to go to investigate, so they simply changed to another place as their home venue and continued to hold the cooking competition.
"Yes, I didn't expect you to be interested in cooking?" Hill didn't know Yi Liuling's experience and was a little surprised that he used this industry as an example. "Anyway, no matter how niche an industry, a circle can be formed, of course. There will be festivals of their own, but there are only so many days in a year, and schedules may be bumped up. Sometimes too many hobbies can be troublesome."
"Isn't it?" After Bonnie finished her performance, she drank the glass of water in one gulp and then continued, "My cousin didn't go to the Polar Night Rock Festival last year because he had to participate in the Frisbee Awards on the same day."
"Oh? I've heard about that competition too," Hill asked curiously, "Did he win the prize in the end?"
"Forget it, he was eliminated by Huang Niba in the top eight." Bonnie sighed.
"Huang Niba? Is it Teacher Randy's dog?" Yi Liuling heard the familiar name, and after getting confirmation from Bonnie, she asked in surprise, "Wait a minute, don't dogs and humans separate on the track in this race? ?”
"Originally, it was divided, but when my cousin filled out the registration form, he said that he was Miss Yuzu's dog." Bonnie seemed to be afraid that her cousin's death was not complete enough, so she added, "Miss Yuzu is the one who is particularly famous." Qingkong Miyouzi from the Phantom Clan, oh yes, I remember that you seemed to have chosen her pain conch during the last top competition?"
"That was Sherlock's choice." Yi Liuling decisively dismissed the blame.
"It's normal. Sherlock and Xiao Qin are both crazy." Hill complained, "You haven't seen their room. It's full of peripherals. No wonder they are too poor to eat rice."
"Forget it, let's not talk about it." Yi Liuling decided to save some underwear for Sherlock and Qin Le, so she changed the subject, "So is this glass of water you prepared to protect your throat?"
Yi Liuling didn't know if the Eighth World had a passive skill that specifically protected the throat. Anyway, he felt that he would have become mute if he had used the intensity just now. No wonder he had to pour a large glass of water in advance. If he didn't have a glass of water after singing, he would definitely lose his voice. smoke.
"That's just a casual function," Bonnie explained honestly, "it's mainly for performance preparation."
Hill saw Yi Liuling's confusion and helped explain: "Didn't you notice just now? After the performance starts, the glass of water will become very attractive. And because the waves on the water are exactly in line with the sound of the music, Synchronicity can bring people into the storm immersively.”
"Is it so magical?" Yi Liuling didn't have similar feelings. He just felt noisy. "Isn't that the same effect as illusion?"
"Good music can infect people's souls even without using magic." Hill said seriously, "This is what we have been pursuing."
"Let me add that the souls of not only humans but also birds can be ripped out." At this time, Sir, who was slumped in the chair, spoke, "I also felt that I was in the storm just now. Fortunately, our parrot ancestors had The inherited memory of going to sea with the one-eyed captain, otherwise I will be scared to death."
"It's a pity that I couldn't bring this classmate into it." Bonnie seemed a little frustrated when she learned that Yi Liuling didn't have any feelings. "This is also the problem that this song has always had. It doesn't work for most people. This shows that modifications are still needed.”
"That's not necessarily true," Yi Liuling said with relief. "Maybe it's because I don't have the ability to appreciate music."
"Have you never been brought into a specific situation by a song?" In Hill's view, this piece of music has reached a very high level in terms of rhythm, melody and technique. Although Bonnie is extremely talented, she has always done it with her usual style. To a large extent, this is the result of an explosion of inspiration. If you continue to struggle with it, you may end up in a dead end. In contrast, if any clues can be found from Yi Liuling, who was not moved by the music, it might be an opportunity to break the situation.
"Well..." Yi Liuling thought about it for a moment, her eyes lit up, and she fisted her fist, "So, I have actually heard similar songs describing storms."
"What is it?" Bonnie asked hurriedly.
"But I'm not sure whether this counts," Yi Liuling said. "In one of my previous adventures, I met a group of harpies who performed the Storm Song for me."
"Song of the Storm? I've never heard of Habi having such an innate skill?" Hill was a little confused. "I only know that mermaids are extremely good at singing, but their music requires racial talent, so we can't refer to it."
"Then I think it should be their countermeasure skills due to their special living environment, right?" Yi Liuling said, "There is a group of demons living near them who can charm humans with their songs just like mermaids, and their storm power Qu can counter this ability.”
"Oh? This is great!" Bonnie and Hill both looked interested. "If this is the case, it means that this ability may not necessarily be related to race, and maybe we can learn something from it. So, these Where does Hubby live?”
"Well, that tribe has perished. I also saw it from the illusion." Yi Liuling suddenly thought of this problem. Although the Sandiezi tribe still has Hehehehe who replaced the identity of the Dark Night King and survived, but the latter has already Using sacred tears and wedding clothes, I completely transformed into a human form. Whether I can sing or not is a matter of debate. Besides, even if she could still sing, considering the original wishes of the King of Dark Night, it would be better not to disturb her and thicken the medicine.
"What?" Hill and Bonnie were indeed close friends, and they both had the same reaction, "The damn demons destroyed such a precious thing."
"There is nothing that can be done about it, but I just said that both of them have the feeling of a storm, but the piece and your performance are still very different." Yi Liuling said, "Although I don't know much about music, but maybe Can you consider trying it in a real storm? The Tri-Zi tribe also created the Song of Storm because they had to fight against the demons, which shows that practice is still very important."
"You're right," Bonnie regained her composure, and then she remembered the reason why they came in the first place, "Ah, no, this classmate was not awakened."
If Yi Liuling is a giant ship that will not drift in the storm, the chamber pot is a rock that will not waver even if it is hit by rough waves. Even in the midst of the noise, he is still as numb as a statue.
