Chapter 262 Signs

Half an hour ago, the central observation room of the event organizing committee.

"The correction value went up?"

The eldest cousin sat on the chair behind the big screen, looking up at the pile of data in front of him that no one except professionals could even understand: "That doesn't sound like a good thing."

"Now it seems that although the change is not big, only about one percent, the problem is that this one percent is unclear and completely outside the scope of our prediction."

The data expert of Tomorrow News is a middle-aged man with a rigid expression, and his tone does not fluctuate when he speaks: "The reasons may be various, it may be just a simple butterfly effect, or it may not be that simple."

"Can't you follow up and make changes in time?"

"Yes, but it's very troublesome."

The expert said calmly: "Besides, this is not an issue we should be concerned about. Sirs, you have to understand - as a neutral organization, Tomorrow News should not get involved in the affairs between the Eastern Xia genealogy and the Yingzhou genealogy. This is our limit.”

"This is the first time I heard you say such honest words. It really shocked me." The eldest cousin glanced at them with some surprise, "Anyway, we just don't have enough money and we need to top it up, right?"

The expert said nothing.

The eldest cousin asked again: "Can we give double the amount?"

The expert coughed awkwardly and seemed to move, but then he saw his eldest cousin shaking his head: "Double is too expensive, forget it, we can't afford it... Let's just leave it like this."

As he spoke, he leaned back on the sofa leisurely, forgetting the expert's renewal reminder.

"Aren't you worried about where the one percent variable comes from?" the expert asked. "If we leave it alone, the situation may deteriorate rapidly."

"Of course I'm worried, but isn't this a game?"

The eldest cousin asked: "There is no game where you can win without losing. You must always give your opponent a chance to make a comeback, right?"

"...This is the first time I know you have such a competitive spirit."

Although he was serious as an expert, his expression couldn't help but twitch: He had opened so many tricks, and he was still shouting that he wanted a fair fight with his opponent... The thickness of the skin of a big pedigree is indeed extraordinary.

"It's hard to say that I have a competitive spirit, but I do have a bit of a gambler's spirit."

The eldest cousin glanced at the screen for the last time and looked away: "Changes will change. Since everyone has decided to leave, don't do any tricks and wait for the betting cup to be revealed to compare the points."

"Aren't you afraid of the boat capsizing?"

"There are no boats, so where can we capsize them?"

The eldest cousin shook his head nonchalantly: "The big wave is coming, everyone depends on their ability. After the big wave, let's see who is swimming naked."

This topic ends here.

Only on the screen, the one percent correction value quickly climbed up.

In the unknown corner of Yamatai, changes are quietly brewing.

Half an hour later.

In the spotless reception room, the aroma of black tea rises from the cup.

"I see, luthier?"

After listening to Huai Shi's words, the skeleton nodded slowly.

It was obviously just a skeleton with no expression, but its expression made people feel full of loss: "I thought you were going to hold a concert, what a pity."

"Ahem, to be honest... I only know cello, so even if I give a concert, I can't play many pieces, right?"

Huai Shi shrugged helplessly: "Besides, my piano is broken."

"Well, as for Qin, our library has some collections, which are all tasks assigned by the General Assembly. But it has been in the storage room for so many years, and no one has come to collect it. Maybe they have forgotten it."

The skeleton pondered for a moment and then suggested: "With your status, it's not a problem to go in and pick two. There are many treasures among them. Besides, according to you, the piano you are using is just a mortal thing, right? Isn't it difficult? Matching your noble status as a disaster musician..."

"Although I don't think this status is so noble, it would be better for Qin not to change."

Huai Shi hesitated for a long time and scratched his head: "Up to now, there have actually been many opportunities to change the piano, but every time I seriously considered it, I gave up in the end... How should I say, we have been with each other for so many years. , suddenly replaced, there is a feeling of chaos and abandonment.”

The skeleton was silent for a long time and sighed softly: "Your Excellency is a man of long-term love."

As he said that, he stood up slowly while holding on to the chair. The joints all over his body kept making rattling noises as he swayed forward: "Please follow me. I remember that a craftsman left a medium when he passed by forty years ago. , let me see where it is..."

The space inside the art museum is unexpectedly large. It seems that it was once a very prosperous place. Unfortunately, I don’t know how long it has been vacant. Even though it is spotless and tidy, it feels empty when you walk inside.

Only the sound of footsteps echoed.

Against the background of the constant roar and noise coming from far away places, it feels even more deserted.

"It's so lively."

Huai Shi stared at a pillar of fire rising from the clouds outside the window, shook his head slowly, withdrew his gaze, continued to follow the skeleton, and asked casually: "How long have you been working here?"

"I forgot, it seems that I have been here since the concert hall was built." The skeleton replied hoarsely: "Even if it is long, it is just a wasted time, and it is not a merit worth talking about."

It opened the door of the warehouse, signaled Huai Shi to wait, and then walked in. Not long after, it carefully came out holding a box and handed it into Huai Shi's hands.

Inside the box was a soft velvet cloth, wrapped in a small object. After Huai Shi opened it, he saw a ring-shaped iron block like a valve, only the size of a palm, with a smile engraved on it, which seemed to belong to the luthier. logo.

"How to use this?"

"Today's Yamatai is no longer accessible, so it cannot be used for the time being."

The skeleton explained: "When you go back to the current situation, or at any open border, find a pipe, replace the valve with this one, and twist it three times, the master will receive the message, and then rush over as quickly as possible. .”

"Is it so convenient?"

Huai Shi was overjoyed, "He's still doing door-to-door service?"

"Since the master's whereabouts are uncertain all year round, in order to make it easier for customers to find them, we simply opened such a service." At this point, the skeleton hesitated: "But the master is a little bit..."

"It's hard to talk?"

Huaishi instantly thought of all the rumors about masters with weird tempers, and waved her hand: "Master, it doesn't matter if you have a bad temper. As long as you have the ability, I can understand it."

The skeleton coughed twice and explained awkwardly: "No, that master is actually quite easy to talk to, and he treats people like a spring breeze. His craftsmanship is excellent, and he has never made any mistakes..."

Huai Shi wondered, "Isn't this better?"

“It’s just expensive.”

The skeleton glanced at him and added seriously: "It's very expensive."

"..."

Huai Shi's expression twitched, and the hand holding the valve trembled slightly, holding on to a glimmer of hope: "How expensive is it?"

The skeleton thought for a moment, "It is said that he will charge a door-to-door fee for one ounce of source material regardless of whether he accepts the job or not."

Huai Shi took a breath of air and almost lost her balance.

What kind of fucking master is this? He just comes to the door and you want to charge me more than one million? And the maintenance cost will be calculated separately?

Calculating based on the standard source mass of 2.1 ounces for an adult, wouldn't this master cost half of his life just to come to the house for maintenance? If this were an ordinary customer, he might not be able to wait for the third time in his life for the master to come to his door...

"But the master often has discounts. You can wait until winter or summer to try it." Skull suggested: "Although the price is expensive, the effect is always worth the price. I believe the final result will not disappoint you."

Regardless of whether it works or not, this is a way.

Huai Shi thought for a moment, put the token away with great care, and nodded to the skeleton to thank him.

Originally, he was ready to make the trip in vain, but he didn't expect that the people here were so easy to talk to, so he directly awarded the task to him, even omitting the process of running the task in the middle.

"No need to thank you."

The skeleton shook his head, "This is one of the services provided by the association to its members, and it is also my responsibility. Unfortunately, Yamatai is only a small place. Other larger guild halls will have craftsmen stationed there, so there is no need for such trouble."

"Having said that, I actually don't have any sense of belonging to the Hell Music Association, and the certificate of Disaster Musician came from something strange...

Besides, there is no good thing in this world that just takes advantage without giving anything, right? "

Huai Shi thought for a moment and asked seriously: "Is there anything you need help with? Even though I look like this, I'm actually quite capable. As long as it's not a particularly difficult task, I can usually handle it."

"..."

The skeleton seemed stunned and stared at him in confusion, as if he had never heard anyone say this to him before.

After thinking for a long time, he seemed to have plucked up the courage, and two will-o'-the-wisps jumped up in his eyes expectantly: "Excuse me for being presumptuous, but may I be bold enough to ask you to play a song for me?"

"Huh?" Huaishi was puzzled.

"When I started serving the association, the association promised that when this job is over, a disaster musician will come to bring me to sleep." The skeleton sighed helplessly: "It's just that the time has been too long, Mr. Huaishi. Although the association has made arrangements for my next step, I feel like I can’t go on... If possible, could you please let me go?"

"..."

Huai Shi was silent for a long time and scratched his head: "Although I don't understand what's going on, if you want this, I won't refuse. But what should we do?"

"You just have to do what a disaster musician is supposed to do."

The skeleton bent down gratefully, took out a letter from the inner pocket of the dress with both hands, and presented it with both hands: "This is the notice and permission issued by the association when I reported it to the association. If you are willing to help me implement it, , it couldn’t be better.”

Huai Shi took it in confusion and saw a letter of dismissal and a stack of quite ancient manuscripts underneath the document.

The paper has turned yellow, and there are still many traces of modification, but the lines and symbols on it are still clear. As if possessing incredible magical power, after Huai Shi read the first two paragraphs, he felt that many of his musical theoretical insights had become much clearer, and many new ideas and insights emerged from his heart.

Experience value UP!

The [cello playing] skill that originally entered LV12 has actually grown a little bit?

He noticed something unusual and turned directly to the back. When he saw the signature at the end, he couldn't help but his eyes twitching wildly: "Johann Sebastian Bach..."

Oh my god, Bach’s music manuscript!

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