When the beauty of cultivation enters the infinite live broadcast

Since there are surveillance cameras installed in so many places, it is likely that the school has installed them everywhere. I just don’t know whether they are installed in toilets and dormitories.

If it was really installed inside, Feng Ling would definitely find a way to destroy it.

The first class in the afternoon was music class. Lian Wu and Feng Ling followed the "main group" to the music classroom.

The music classroom is quite remote, at the end of the sixth floor of the first floor. You can't get there directly from the stairs on the first floor. You have to go in through a small door on the side of the building. It's like an elevator shaft, with only stairs going up.

Because there is no sunlight all year round, it is very cold there and many students are rubbing their arms.

The door to the music room was open, and inside were two pianos, with some other instruments on either side. At the back of the room were four rows of chairs, with music books placed on top of them.

The music teacher finally arrived after everyone had found their seats.

The music teacher walked into the classroom with heavy steps. His large frame made the chair seem smaller. His face was round, his skin was red, and his face was covered with acne.

"Everyone is here, the monitor will start the roll call."

The music teacher was wearing slippers, sitting next to the piano with his legs crossed, scratching his greasy hair with his fat hands, looking sloppy and unkempt.

Judging from the appearance alone, Lian Wu was a little disliked by this music teacher, but he did not jump to conclusions. What if the teacher just didn't care about appearance and actually had a good voice?

After the roll call, the music teacher looked up and asked, "Do any of you play an instrument? I don't want to hear you screaming and howling here. I'll give you a free hand in this class."

As soon as he finished speaking, the cultural and arts committee member raised his hand.

"What instrument do you play?"

The cultural and arts committee member said confidently, "I've learned piano."

The music teacher showed an interested expression. After all, among these instruments, he was best at playing the piano. Now that a student was going to perform piano in front of him, he was naturally curious about the other party's level.

He stood up to make way for the arts committee member, who did not refuse and sat down in front of the piano, opened the piano lid, and performed a finger-changing performance right away.

When he started playing "Moonlight Sonata", the music teacher's face became worse and worse, but the students below were completely unaware, and the cultural and arts committee member was already immersed in his own performance.

When he was halfway through playing, the music teacher stopped him.

"Tell me what you're playing? Are you ruining 'Moonlight Sonata'? First of all, your posture when playing the piano is very bad! Do you call this learning? Didn't your old teacher tell you how bad your playing is?"

The arts and culture committee member who had thought he would be able to shine was now being scolded by the music teacher. Although he was very dissatisfied, he did not dare to refute. He could only lower his head and get angry secretly, with his fists clenched until the knuckles turned white.

The music teacher asked the arts committee member to move aside, took his seat, and prepared to play "Moonlight Sonata" again.

The melodious sound of the piano was heard, and soon some students closed their eyes. As the music progressed, the students all showed obsessed expressions. After realizing something was wrong, Lian Wu pinched his thigh and casually pinched Feng Ling next to him.

Feng Ling woke up instantly, covering the place where he was pinched with his hands, his face full of pain.

But fortunately, no other danger occurred, and the students only broke free from the music when the song ended.

"Got it? This is the proper posture for piano playing, this is the proper level of piano playing."

The cultural and arts committee member was completely defeated. He hadn't even mastered the basics of the skill of making others immersed in music.

“Who else can play an instrument?”

The music teacher asked again, but this time no one answered.

"If you perform well, I will give you a reward."

As soon as the reward was mentioned, Lianwu became eager to try it out, because he suspected that the reward would be a copy item.

Moreover, I have the initiative during the performance. If the music teacher dares to say anything, I can just chop him off. Out of sight, out of mind.

Unless the music teacher can play better than him.

So Lian Wu raised her hand directly and said that she could play the guzheng without waiting for the music teacher to ask.

Unfortunately, there was no guzheng in this music classroom. The music teacher informed him with regret and asked him to change to another instrument.

"Since you said you want to perform, then you must do it once. Choose from the instruments available."

Lian Wu didn't expect that there was a trap waiting for him to fall into. Feng Ling felt angry when he heard it and really wanted to go up and punch the music teacher.

Lianwu looked around at the musical instruments and found an exquisite pipa.

He sat on the ground, holding a pipa in his arms, plucking the strings with his white fingers. The song "Pipa Language" immediately attracted the attention of the entire audience, and the music teacher also showed a satisfied expression.

"You played very well. This pipa is yours as a reward."

The music teacher just casually gave the musical instruments in the music classroom to the students, which made Feng Ling feel very outrageous. These instruments couldn't have been bought by him, otherwise the ownership should belong to the school, and he had no right to give them to students at all.

Congratulations to player Lianwu for receiving the music teacher's approval and receiving the Jade Bone Pipa as a reward.

【Jade Bone Pipa】

[Grade: A]

The sound of beautiful music can make anyone addicted, even to a ghost. The effect of this item depends on the player's skill; the harder the music, the better the effect. This item is particularly effective against ghosts.

Lianwu suspected that every class would experience this, as the dungeon was providing players with items. Based on the item effects, encounters with ghosts should occur later in the dungeon, although they had already encountered several.

But every time they encountered only one ghost, once they encountered a large number of ghosts, it would be very troublesome to fight alone as before. But this prop is obviously a group attack, which is a very good prop.

Feng Ling also wanted to go up and get a prop, but he had no musical talent. Not to mention playing instruments, he even sang out of tune. His main theme was that moral, intellectual, physical, aesthetic and labor aspects were unrelated and each developed independently.

There are two music classrooms in this building. The student taking the music class with them was Hua Meng from the minor language class. He performed piano playing, but their music teacher did not give him the piano, mainly because he was reluctant to do so.

But there was still a reward. Their music teacher gave Huameng an exquisite music box. The two little figures inside were students wearing Chaoyang High School uniforms.

The girl held a book in her hands, and the boy had his back to her, holding a huge pen in his arms.

Hua Meng deliberately chose a very long piano piece to delay the time frantically to prevent the music teacher from causing any more trouble.

After Lian Wu finished the performance early and returned to his seat, the music teacher did not stop and used rewards to tempt the players again and again.

After being told this story countless times, Xu Piao was finally moved. She had learned Hulusi from her music teacher for a period of time before, and her music teacher said that she was very talented.

If I could get a prop with this, that would be great. Even if I couldn't get it, the worst that could happen would be going through the same thing again.