[Comprehensive] BE saves the world

Even Kuroro seemed to have a headache about the request.

Although he is really good at writing songs, just like Osamu Tezuka is the only all-rounder in the manga world who can draw everything. Music all-rounder Kuroro also has his own shortcomings.

Let him write rock is great, let him write r&b is also ok, even pop love songs are at your fingertips.

However, this very youthful, very sweet, very positive song... emmmmm

Which of the three words youth, sweetness, and positive energy do you think has anything to do with Kurolo?

Neither, right?

So the knight made a suggestion.

"Why don't you let Mana try to compose this song?" The baby-faced young man looked at me with a smile, "I have read the original manga, and the main tone of this work is a normal and relaxed school atmosphere (in my heart : You said it again to Monthly Girls No ○-kun?), and we have been away from school for too long, even if we recall our campus life, what we can think of is not suitable for writing in this kind of song... Now The person who fits this atmosphere the most is Mana who is still in school. Moreover, Mana has always had a lot of ideas about music, and the part of the chorus of "moonlight" that was well received before was also revised under her suggestion. I I think she can try to create it by herself."

I was startled, and waved my hands like a Mengxin who was temporarily snatched from the team leader by a colleague.

"No no no I can't..."

The experience of social animals is telling me, don't take the blame!Don't answer!Although young manga and girl manga tell us to bravely rush forward and take the blame on ourselves at this time, the three-dimensional workplace is very cruel!It will be thankless if you randomly accept jobs outside of your duties!It is more likely to make you die ugly! ! !

Countless "newcomers in the workplace" flashed through my mind, "The boss can't do it, do you want to slap the boss when you are done?", "101 rules for getting along with colleagues", "Cai Yong teaches you how to behave"" Attention! Employees must not do these things!" Such poisonous chicken soup.While my mind was still in a mess, I suddenly heard Kuroro's voice.

"Then let her try it." Chrollo Rushiru raised his head from the book and nodded slightly, "I'll leave it to you, Mana."

I opened my eyes and looked at him: "But I'm a newcomer?"

Kuroro's expression was very calm: "When you were still playing underground music before, you wrote many lyrics and songs in that group, right?"

I issued a chicken warning: "I can't guarantee sales...what if it hits the street?"

Kurollo continued to read his book as if he felt bored: "That's my problem."

The knight patted me on the shoulder from the side, and his tone was quite funny.

"The sales of a song don't depend entirely on the quality of the song. You have been in this circle for so long, why are you still talking about these newcomers?" His green eyes curved up, "Don't worry, as long as you can write For a song that passes online, the group leader can help you sell 99 points."

Having said all this, it would be a taboo in the workplace to refuse any more. I clutched the hem of my clothes nervously, and finally gritted my teeth and nodded.

"Then...then let me try..."

I tried this for half a month.

Seeing that the deadline is getting closer and closer, but the progress of the creation is no progress, this makes me so worried that my hair is about to fall out, the whole person is like a half month to hand in the paper to the teacher but Like a doctoral student who didn't even have a good outline for himself, he was so anxious that he was roasting on the fire every day.

And this anxiety obviously affected my normal life.Even during the week of piano lessons, I started to mispronounce frequently.

After I hit the wrong note for the 18th time, a pale hand reached out and pressed the correct key for me.

"Are you troubled by something?"

That gentle male voice asked me so.Although he is German, his pronunciation is so strange that there is no accent, and his pronunciation is so standard that he can go to NHK to compete for broadcasting.I subconsciously raised my head and looked at the owner of that voice.

John Ribet.A young German who was recommended by my former piano teacher three years ago to teach me piano and vocal music.

It was a blond young man with a slightly pale complexion. It was a very rare pure golden color without a trace of variegation. There were some natural curls at the end of his hair, which made him look younger than his actual age. With an incredible sense of youth.His face is elegant and beautiful, and his features are exquisite, forming a strange harmony on his face, just like the sculptures of the ancient Greek era, pure and inconceivable beauty.Reminiscent of the beautiful Roman boy Antinous who drowned in the Nile.

However, what is more impressive than his beauty is the slight smile on his lips.I have also been this man's student for two years.But I have hardly ever seen this man angry.He always treats everyone gently and kindly, no matter how troublesome the students are, he can treat them kindly. No matter what kind of monster parents are, they will subconsciously restrain themselves in front of this beautiful man, for fear of letting him down. He is angry.

That look is somewhat familiar.

At first, I didn't understand where the familiarity was, until one day, when I saw the gentle blue pupils of the blue-haired girl in the mirror, I suddenly realized that it was what Kuroko Mana should have been.

No matter who can be gentle, no matter what kind of person they are, they can show their kindness, treat everyone equally and kindly, so the girl who is loved by everyone...she should be like this in the first place .

I subconsciously lowered my eyes, looked away from the god-like beautiful young man, and apologized softly.

"Sorry, I was distracted just now."

"It doesn't matter."

The young man smiled gently.He raised his fingers pressing the keys, put his hands behind his back, and walked slowly to the window, looking at the autumn scenery outside the window.The red leaves in late autumn fall from the treetops, like countless blood-red butterflies, scattered in the autumn wind.The sunlight passing through the shaking red leaves was also dyed a bit of carmine-like red.The crimson color fell on his face, and also on his blond hair, reflecting an almost unreal color in the thick blond hair.

"Winter seems to be coming soon," he said.

I was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Yes, yes. The temperature has dropped, and the first snow will probably fall in a while."

"Although I've been here for three years, I'm still not used to the winter in Japan." He didn't turn his head, his voice was still soft and soft, "It's the same for you. Every time it's winter, you seem to be very distressed. "

"Because it's so embarrassing..." I complained, "I really can't understand the girls here, won't they be cold if they wear so little in winter? And the house is also very cold... I can't get used to it .”

"But the kotatsu is very interesting." There was a smile in the young man's voice, "I was a little surprised when your mother stuffed you into your house for the first time. Japan is really weird. Stuff. You peeled an apple for me that time, remember? It's the first time I've ever seen someone peel a whole apple without peeling it. That's weird, obviously twins, but your brother can't seem to do it. "

"That's my exclusive skill to become famous." Speaking of this, I proudly puffed out my chest, although Mana's chest is so thin that it doesn't make any sense, "I'm absolutely confident in this aspect!"

"That's it." The man didn't turn his head back, and his voice was still soft, "Have you relaxed now?"

I was stunned for a moment, and then realized that I had relaxed my shoulders at some point, and leaned crookedly on the piano. If it wasn't for the limitation of the piano bench, I'm afraid I wasn't going to perform a live performance of Ge Youping.I was a little embarrassed, so I quickly sat up straight and put my hands on my knees obediently.

"Sorry..." I whispered, "I made you worry."

"It's nothing. You have always been a very hardworking child, and I have always been very reassuring to you. It's just that you always work hard alone." He turned around, his eyes were a pure baby blue, with a tinge of excitement. The magic of peace of mind, "It's good to work hard, and it's also good not to let others worry. Even so, you have to rely on the people around you occasionally. You are a gentle child, but you are a little too harsh on yourself."

That is not preaching, nor is it exhortation, it is just a natural care based on some kind of kindness.Looking at those gentle eyes, I suddenly felt that my previous nervousness was all unnecessary hypocrisy.

"Actually, it's nothing..." I slumped my shoulders slightly, and said hesitantly, "It's not a big deal, it's just... I'm worried that I'll disappoint other people's expectations."

"Whose one?" he asked gently.

"It's a lot of people... people who entrust their work to me, listeners who are looking forward to the finished product, and staff who are busy with it... just thinking that I can't write a song that can satisfy everyone, I get nervous Even the stomach is twisted together."

"Satisfaction... By what standard is satisfaction?"

"A song that can hit a good position on the sales chart...a song that can let everyone find what they want...a song that can sell well and not disappoint the hard work of the staff...I think...to live up to everyone's expectations. No way...I have to do well. Better than myself in the past, better than others in the same period...It's not okay to be bad."

The young man did not refute my utilitarian confession that was disgusting. He did not say "sales is just a statistic", nor did he say "don't be too fooled by fame and fortune", nor did he say "you can't satisfy everyone at the same time". people" and the like are correct but useless orthodoxy.He just smiled slightly and asked another question nonchalantly.

"So, what kind of song do you want to write this time?"

I recalled the content of the script and the original manga that I had almost turned over, and subconsciously said the first answer that came to my mind.

"Songs that will make you happy after listening to them."

"Then go write songs like that," he said with a smile.

"But……"

I want to refute, I want to say that it is difficult to compose music, it is difficult to choose those images that will resonate with the audience, it is difficult to arrange the melody to be pleasant and harmonious in structure... But the blond young man just slightly raised his index finger , pressed against his own lips, and sealed all my complaints.

"It's hard, but you can do it, can't you?"

"..."

Those magical blue eyes stared at me quietly, and before I knew it, he had already walked beside me, his light and slow footsteps stopped behind me, the man's voice was elegant and peaceful, It was like the plucking of some non-existent stringed instrument.

"Close your eyes. Don't think about anyone you're meeting, just think about happy things, memories of things that used to make you happy, remember the color of it, the temperature of it, the smell of it... I taught you Yes, how to convert these things into notes, how to capture these music... You have always done a good job, so this time there must be no problem."

This man, shortly after teaching me the piano, saw through my talent.

Based on Kuroko Mana's unparalleled musical perception and appeal, and the countless music data packets loaded to me by AI as knowledge support, the musical talent built.It is John who fuses the two separated and makes this talent blossom in a unique way.

The way John taught me was to turn everything I perceive into music.

Just like a writer will subconsciously transform them into words when he sees beautiful scenery to exercise himself, this exercise method of transforming what he sees, hears, and feels into music has given me an unexpected understanding of music with perception.

He raised his hand and gently covered my ears.Under the cover of those hands, everything in the outside world seems to be far away, only the voice in my mind is getting clearer and clearer.

The sound fell like light rain in spring, and then turned into a transparent and cool stream flowing over my feet, and the water finally turned into a turbulent ocean, sweeping from the front, and knocked me down violently.

That inconceivable singing voice, that inconceivable notes, and that inconceivably scattered words and phrases turned into an ocean of music, and when it reached the top, it engulfed me all at once.

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I found that song.

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A week later, I got the knight who auditioned the demo.

"real……"

I looked at him anxiously.

"It's amazing!" He said, his voice was rarely excited, "This song will definitely be popular! Right, leader!"

The black-haired, black-eyed young man looked at the score in his hand without saying a word, holding a pen in his right hand, but he didn't draw or play around, he just looked at the score blankly.

"... Captain?"

This abnormal silence made the knight a little worried, he asked hesitantly.

"What's the matter, leader? Didn't this meet Director Ogata's request? It's a sweet song that has a sense of youth and romance but doesn't use too much force. Do you think there is something that you are not satisfied with?" ?”

"No, it's a good song."

Kuroro put down the score and looked at me. His pupils were like black seas, making it hard to tell what kind of emotion he was having.However, he just nodded at me in the end, as if he was complimenting me, and he seemed to have made some decision.

"You're doing well," he said. "As I thought, your musical talent...is really good."

Accompanied by his words, a mechanical electronic prompt sounded in my ears.

[Krollo Luxilu's favorability degree is 100, and the reward is Dragon's Reverse Scale x100]

[Kurolo Roussillo's Love Line Opens]

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