"Baopao." At the end of the song, Hill applauded, "Bonnie, your song "In the Storm" has been quite complete. I think it is not a problem to polish it for a while. "
"Extreme Night Rock Festival?" Yi Liuling repeated.
"Oh, you outsiders probably don't know," Hill said. "The Polar Night Rock Festival is the most important festival in our rock circle and it is also the stage that every rocker wants to take."
"I understand, it's just something like a cooking conference, right?" Yi Liuling had attended a cooking conference in Ron's village in the fantasy, but that happened hundreds of years ago. Although Ron's village was destroyed, the Chefs Association still existed well. With their general combat power, it was naturally impossible to go to investigate, so she simply changed to another place as the home court and continued to hold the cooking conference.
"Yes, didn't expect you to be interested in cooking?" Hill didn't know Yi Liuling's experience, and was a little surprised by his use of this industry example. "Anyway, no matter how niche the industry is, it can form a circle. Of course, it will also have its own festivals, but there are only so many days a year, and there are also the possibility of a schedule that coincides. Sometimes too many hobbies are also troublesome."
"Isn't that?" Bonnie drank the glass of water after the performance, and then responded, "My cousin didn't go to the Polar Night Rock Festival last year because he was going to participate in the Frisbee Awards on the same day."
"Oh? I heard of that game, too," Hill asked curiously, "did he win the prize in the end?"
"Don't mention it, he was eliminated by Huang Niba in the quarterfinals." Bonnie sighed.
"Huang Niba? Is it the dog of Teacher Randy?" Yi Liuling heard the familiar name and after being confirmed by Bonnie, she asked in surprise, "Wait a minute, are there no tracks for this competition?"
"It was originally divided, but when my cousin filled out the registration form, he said he was Miss Yuzu's dog." Bonnie seemed to be afraid that her cousin's club would not die thoroughly, so she added, "Miss Yuzu is the particularly famous fantasy clan Qingkong Honey Wozu. Oh yes, I remember that the last time you chose her pain snail?"
"That was chosen by Sherlock." Yi Liuling decisively turned the blame.
"Normal, Sherlock and Xiao Qin are both illusions." Hill complained, "You haven't seen their room, it's all around it. No wonder you're so poor that you can't afford to eat rice."
"Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore," Yi Liuling decided to keep some underwear for Sherlock and Qin Le, so she changed the subject, "So did you prepare this glass of water to protect your throat?"
Yi Liuling didn't know if the eighth world had a passive skill that specifically protects his voice. Anyway, he felt that the intensity he had just changed to was hoarse, no wonder he had to pour a large glass of water in advance. If he didn't have a glass of voice, he would definitely smoke if he didn't have a glass of voice after singing.
"That's just a by-the-way feature," Bonnie explained honestly, "it's mainly for the performance."
Hill saw Yi Liuling's doubts and also helped explain: "Did you not notice it just now? After the performance begins, the glass of water will become very attractive. And because the waves on the water are just synchronized with the music, it can bring people into the storm in an immersive way."
"Is that magical?" Yi Liuling didn't have a similar feeling. He just felt noisy, "Isn't that the effect the same as the illusion?"
"Good music can infect human souls without using magic." Hill said seriously, "This is something we have been pursuing."
"To add, not only humans, but also birds' souls can be pulled out." At this time, the jazz slumped on the chair spoke, "I just felt that I was in the storm. Fortunately, our parrot ancestors had the inheritance memory of following the one-eyed captain to go out to sea, otherwise he would be scared to death."
"It's a pity that I failed to pull this classmate in," Bonnie seemed a little depressed when she learned that Yi Liuling didn't feel anything. "This is also a problem that has always existed in this song. It cannot work for most people, and this means that it still needs to be modified."
"That's not necessarily true," Yi Liuling comforted, "maybe I don't have the ability to appreciate music."
"Have you never been brought into specific situations by songs?" In Hill's opinion, the song has reached a very high level in terms of rhythm, melody and skills. Although Bonnie is talented, at her usual level, this is the result of an inspiration explosion. If you keep struggling, you may fall into a dead end. In contrast, if you can find any clues in Yi Liuling, who has never been moved by the song, it may become an opportunity to break the deadlock.
"Well..." Yi Liuling recalled for a moment, her eyes lit up, and she said with a boxing high, "So, I have really heard similar songs describing the storm."
"What is it?" Bonnie asked hurriedly.
"But I can't be sure if this counts," said Yi Liuling. "In one of my previous adventures, I met a group of habys who performed the Storm Song for me."
"Storm Song? I haven't heard of Hubby having such talent skills?" Hill was a little puzzled. "I only know that mermaids are extremely good at singing, but their music requires racial talent and 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. "Near them, there are a group of demons who can charm the human race with their singing, and their Storm Song can fight against this ability."
"Oh? That's great!" Bonnie and Hill both showed interest. "If that's the case, it means that this ability may not necessarily be related to race, and maybe we can learn something from it. So, where do these Hubby live?"
"Well, that tribe has perished, and I also saw it from the illusion." Yi Liuling suddenly thought of this problem. Although the Sandian tribe also survived the identity of the King of Dark Night, the latter has completely turned into a human form with sacred tears and wedding dress. It is still a matter of whether she can sing. Besides, even if she can sing, considering the wishes of the King of Dark Night at that time, it would be better not to disturb her and the medicine.
"What?" Hill and Bonnie are worthy of being soulmates, and their reactions are the same. "The abominable demons have ruined such precious things."
"That's not possible, but I just said that the two are storms, but that song is still very different from your performance." Yi Liuling said, "Although I don't know much about music, maybe you can consider trying it in a real storm? The Sandian Tribe created the storm song because it wanted to fight against the demons, which shows that practice is still very important."
"You're right," Bonnie cheered up, and then she remembered the first purpose of the few people, "Oh, no, this classmate wasn't awakened."
If Yi Liuling is a giant ship that will not go with the flow in the storm, the chamber pot is a reef that will not be shaken at all even if it is impacted by the storm. Even in the midst of the noise, he is still as numb as a statue.