Mystery Makes Me Strong

Wen Rensheng started working with Teacher Qin in this way.

He quickly found more than a dozen mysterious objects with "???" and began to study them one by one.

"Mr. Qin, the background information of this guqin is very vague. It only said that it came from a musician and could play music automatically at night, but did not mention the specific circumstances. The background of the musician's name, the specific origin of the guqin... nothing at all. .”

Wen Rensheng sat behind his desk, observing a guqin in front of him, only four strings remained on it.

The remaining three pieces have been broken, and only the two ends of the piano body remain.

"Broken String Guqin: It is looking for its true soulmate."

"Mystery: 55."

"Mysterious composition: ???"

"Because those information can't be written on words, they can only be passed on orally. As long as the specific things related to this piano are written on words, they will disappear immediately. The musician who collected it is named Wen Xin, a famous The master of classical music..." Teacher Qin, who was sitting opposite, glanced at the guqin, and opened his mouth to introduce it.

Wen Rensheng immediately took out a pen and started to record.

Sure enough, as soon as I wrote down the name "Wen Xin", it suddenly disappeared.

"Sure enough, it's a bit miraculous." Wen Rensheng was immediately interested. It's good to have weirdness. If there is no weirdness, how can there be mystery?

"Probably the situation is what I said. I haven't found its harm yet, so I put it here and only added a simple ban, but it can't be ruled out that it will deteriorate further." Teacher Qin continued after a brief introduction.

Wen Rensheng nodded, the Mysterious Seed had already given a reminder that this guy was looking for a bosom friend, and he seemed to be a young man.

If it can't be found, it will probably destroy the world.

If you want to crack the other party's mystery, it seems that you have to learn the way of music.

He has studied painting before, but he hasn't gone deep into music yet, because time is limited after all.

The scope of music is too wide, and it is possible to learn the piano.

"Mr. Qin, can you play the guqin?" Wen Rensheng asked modestly.

"Yes, I know a little bit of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. After all, many birds like these things." Teacher Qin said proudly.

"Uh, it is indeed a very cost-effective skill," Wen Rensheng praised helplessly, "Can you teach me a little bit?"

"Well, after get off work, I have to identify the hazard level of the two items at hand first." Teacher Qin said, pointing to the two items in front of him.

Wen Rensheng stepped forward, and saw that one item was a writing brush in a box, and the other item was a peach pit.

"Let me take a look for you." Wen Rensheng said, pushing a trace of mist over.

Of course Teacher Qin would not stop him, but just watched with a smile.

"Ordinary brush: just an ordinary brush."

"Thundering Peach Pit: Only when it is planted in thunderstorms can it germinate and grow, and the peach trees that grow have unique effects."

"Mystery: 10."

"Mysterious Composition: Lightning Strikes Mahogany."

Wen Rensheng then stated his own judgment.

"Yes, yes, it seems that you are also quite talented in the field of prophecy. Like a father, like a son, it is right to let you come here." Teacher Qin was very happy.

If he wants to make a clear identification, he still needs to check a lot of information, and he has to ask the discoverer. In short, he doesn't have half a day's work, and he dare not draw a conclusion.

Overtime must be overtime.

"Teacher Qin has won the award. This is only a preliminary appraisal opinion, and I need to review it."

"That's enough. I believe in you. Write your opinion here. Even if today's workload is overfulfilled, I can finally leave work early."

Teacher Qin stretched his waist and said with a smile.

"Well, well, it's about the same time if you look at it." Wen Rensheng looked down at his watch, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

"Let's go, let's go to eat, and drop by a friend's house to teach you some guqin skills." Teacher Qin said happily.

When he saw Wen Rensheng for the first time, he knew that he had hit it off with him...

Of course Wen Rensheng would not refuse, so the two packed up their things and left work early.

When the two left, the staff in charge of registering and clocking in at the door were stunned.

It was only three o'clock in the afternoon.

I thought it was a hard worker, but I didn't expect to be misled so quickly by Mr. Qin...

He immediately went to check the work records uploaded by the two, but he was shocked at the moment.

How can it be?

The number of item appraisals completed by each person is actually higher than the prescribed workload.

I remember that this old Qin used to be busy until midnight every time, shouting every day that his hair fell out again.

Could it be that the two of them are so courageous that they dare to write an appraisal report casually?

That would be fatal!

The staff member in charge immediately posted today's situation, and at the same time sent the work records of the two of them to a review agency to remind them to focus on checking.

…………

In a villa, melodious music sounded. A woman in light gauze was sitting on a guqin, flicking her jade fingers, very focused.

Wen Rensheng and Teacher Qin were sitting at the side, drinking tea and admiring.

This is a friend of Teacher Qin, named Shen Yeyu.

She has a gentle appearance, a gentle temperament, a pleasant name, an ordinary person, and is very talented in Guqin.

After the song was played, Wen Rensheng only felt that his whole body had been baptized from the inside out.

The busy puppet making before made him quite nervous.

The guqin played by Shen Yeyu has a soothing rhythm, which makes people feel as if they are in an empty valley while listening to it, allowing him to relax a little.

It's just that in this music, he can faintly hear something deeper.

A kind of negativity, a kind of emptiness, a kind of loneliness.

"Mr. Wenren, I wonder how you feel after listening to the guqin played by my concubine?" Shen Yeyu walked over from the guqin, saluted Wenren, and asked.

"I feel a sense of relief, a sense of loneliness, and a sense of letting go." Wen Rensheng said with a smile.

"It seems that Mr. Wenren is very talented. That's right. The song "Heartbreak at the End of the World" I played contains exactly this kind of meaning. However, most people can only hear the ease and ease, but not the deeper meaning. .” Shen Yeyu sat down opposite the two and nodded in praise.

"Yeah, Xiaowen seems to be very talented in this one as well. I had to listen to it twice before I could hear the real charm." Teacher Qin was slightly startled when he heard the words, and then praised the same.

He knew that as a student, he seemed to be able to learn all kinds of skills, and he was talented in every line of work.

Sure enough, he is an ancient and modern wizard.

It's really not in vain for his previous hard teaching.

To be a teacher is to be like him, spend three points of effort, but can teach twelve points of effect.

The three then drank tea and chatted.

Of course, I’m not talking nonsense, Wen Rensheng’s time is precious, and the content of the chat is all the introductory skills of Guqin, as well as many common sense and short stories about ancient music.

Wen Rensheng wrote down one by one.

Many things cannot be learned from books and online tutorials, because they all have personal experience.

The tutorial is aimed at the broadest group of people, and will not specifically guide anyone.

As the talk got deeper, Shen Yeyu slowly talked about the current music situation.

"Teachers, I think the development trend of music in the future will be towards loneliness, despair, negativity... these aspects are determined by general factors. These types will become more popular." Shen Yeyu said earnestly.

"Oh, why did Xiao Shen say that?" Teacher Qin frowned slightly.

In fact, he brought Wenren here because he wanted to listen to a cheerful and relaxing tune to relieve his fatigue.

Unexpectedly, this new friend gave a heart-breaking song when he came up, and he really couldn't say anything.

After all, he is always extra tolerant towards beautiful and gentle women.

If it were replaced by some grumpy xenogeneic experts, they might have to explode on the spot.

But neither he nor Wen Rensheng was that kind of person.

"Playing the piano pays attention to harmony with heaven and earth. This is the highest state pursued by the ancients. Only when man and nature are united can we perform the sounds of nature." Shen Yeyu did not answer directly, but went around in circles first.

"Oh, Xiao Shen, isn't the world peaceful now?" Teacher Qin asked back.

"Calm, but only on the surface. When I play the piano, I can always feel an inexplicable rhythm. It seems to be weeping, desperate, telling me a tragic ending." Shen Yeyu said lightly.

Wen Rensheng nodded slightly, showing an awkward yet polite smile.

Although the other party is just an ordinary person, with the immersion in the mysterious world, even ordinary people, even the best among them, can feel something special.

It seems that this Ms. Shen is one of them.

But this is actually not a good thing.

Without aliens, without other protection, it is easy to go crazy when you come into direct contact with things in these mysterious worlds.