At 3 a.m., the landmines in front of the station

Gu Zhi...

They are nocturnal and rarely sleep at night.

Because she enjoys reading risqué articles and learning techniques she believes will be most useful in the future.

This kind of thing can take all night to learn, and you have to study it thoroughly in a dark room.

"I've made a reservation at Haidilao over there, everyone eat as much as you like, it's on me today."

Brother Zhang seems very forthright, walking with a swagger behind him, clearly the type to act decisively.

However, Su Che realized that setting the location in advance meant that they were well-prepared.

He definitely wanted to talk about serious matters, otherwise he wouldn't have been in such a hurry to add me as a friend.

"Of course, then I'll gladly accept your offer."

"Yes, Su, I also played the piano when I was young. Don't be shy about talking to me. We don't need any formalities. Just treat each other like old friends."

"OK OK."

Su Che responded from behind him.

Not mentally prepared yet.

Who knew that Brother Zhang's next words would be so weighty—

“I see that the guitars your band members are playing are all pretty good. Especially your Guirenniao guitar, I saw the same one in a video of one of my favorite guitarists when I was young.”

"what??"

Su Che was slightly taken aback. "My zither is a limited edition... it's no longer available."

"Yes, I know. That's why I'm curious. Such fine instruments always seem to end up in the hands of talented people. Haha, ahahaha..."

"........."

No wonder he's a veteran guitarist.

When communicating with young guitarists, I can always capture their attention immediately.

"Brother Zhang, is this expert you're talking about also an ACG enthusiast?"

"Yeah, he's a well-known figure in the Tianhai area. Although I didn't play ACG when I was younger, but rather Djent, I still admire people who play the piano well. Especially those whose personal style leaps off the screen..."

"...!"

[woc, Djent.]

Su Che had to look at Boss Zhang, who seemed unremarkable on the surface, with new respect.

It's important to know that Djent is one of the most avant-garde heavy metal styles in recent years, often played on a 7-string guitar (normal electric guitars have 6 strings by default), with added bass.

During the performance, the goal is to achieve high gain, high distortion, and high speed. The live effect is like a wall of sound being pushed in, causing the audience to stagger and shake their heads wildly as if they were on drugs.

The fact that Mr. Zhang made this style of music when he was young shows that there was once a lion living in his heart.

For musicians, they can roughly determine someone's personality simply by looking at their favorite music style.

Music conveys emotions, and musical aesthetics represent the emotions one likes. And emotions rarely lie; they are the most fundamental things.

"Could you show me that expert's account? I'm really curious."

Su Che had a bad feeling.

I always feel that people who can use the same Guirenniao guitar as me... are either extremely tasteful ACG (Anime, Comics, and Games) experts, and also have plenty of money.

Or it could be...

"Look, this is the one."

"..."

With a thud.

Looking at the phone Zhang Ge handed me, looking at the video on the screen of a man whose head was nowhere to be seen, but whose technique was etched into my DNA, I felt...

Su Che took a deep breath of the stuffy summer night air.

"Qing Shen was one of the most beloved masters in the field of performance when I was a child."

He wasn't as good as he is now back then, but somehow, watching him play the piano gave me a pleasant feeling; it was very comforting.

Because you see, his instrument, his equipment—”

Zhang Ge squinted, pointed to the light green monolithic matrix at the corner of the screen, and analyzed:

"They are all extremely good-looking. This shows that he has an aesthetic sense regarding equipment and sound quality. He is a gear enthusiast."

Su Che had no way to refute it.

After all, recognition from experts is far more convincing than the admiration of ordinary fans.

Su Che had seen it in Zhang Ge's pinned post on his WeChat Moments.

There are 7 magical artifacts.

Generally speaking, a contestant who owns seven pianos worth more than 30,000 yuan is unlikely to have a situation like "a poor student with many stationery items".

Then, glancing again at the calluses on Brother Zhang's hands...

It's clear that this person has the combined abilities of at least three teachers like Mr. Yang.

"That's good, that's impressive. Hmm."

Su Che could only offer a lukewarm comment about "that person" in the video who didn't show his face.

Even though she knew he was several times better than her 20 years ago, she subconsciously refused to accept it and even wanted to overtake him by taking a shortcut.

"Brother Zhang, do you think my team has a chance to compete with this guy in the future?"

Su Che asked, skeptical.

"what?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yi was taken aback. "What did you say? You want to arm wrestle with Qing Shen?"

"..."

"Su, it's good to have ambition, but we musicians should all be clear about one thing: in this field, hard work alone doesn't guarantee results."

He stopped there: "Many goals, even if you spend three lifetimes, may not be achieved."

"..."

Su Che remained silent.

They just kept looking down at the road.

He dismissed Zhang Ge's denial.

Sometimes, a conversation between two people who were originally on good terms can fall apart in the blink of an eye.

He doesn't understand my cat at all.

I have the world's most promising cat population.

Once I've fully trained them, I'll definitely be able to touch "him" too.

Su Che grinned, deciding to fully enjoy the dinner that was about to begin.

-

……

Miya followed her master back to the studio.

The master doesn't live in the studio. Every night at 12 o'clock, he disappears without a trace, and no one knows where he goes.

When asked, he simply replied that he was "too busy with work."

They would also instruct, "Take good care of the teacher's things; feel free to use these devices."

Today, I had no idea that Tianlai would be putting on a colorful performance.

The master suddenly received a message around 8 p.m., and on a whim, said he would take him out for some fresh air.

And just like that, I inexplicably ended up at the event and enjoyed the colorful live performance.

Young Miya sat in a high-end recording studio surrounded by equipment, next to the arranger, not daring to touch her master's expensive equipment.

Nothing here is necessarily expensive; some racks and cases are even discontinued items.

If it breaks, I can't afford to pay for it.

Miya made a fatal mistake when she was a child—

I accidentally cracked one of my teacher's original acoustic guitars.

I just touched it, and in that instant, the soundboard of the piano cracked visibly.

The piano brand is Greven, a legendary instrument used by masters.

Knowing she couldn't afford to pay the compensation, Miya took the initiative to admit her mistake to her master.

Miya thought she was about to be severely punished, but her master said, "It's okay, it's just a violin worth a few hundred thousand. When Miya grows up, do something for me, and I'll forgive you."

Miya wasn't quite sure what it was about, but later her teacher said, "First, you need to practice the piano well. Second, you can't fall in love before you finish this task, and it's best not to meet any peers of the opposite sex."

If you feel lonely like this, then you can try growing up, working hard to earn money, and paying me 983,980 yuan.

"..."

Upon hearing such an astronomical figure, Miya's vision went black, and she no longer dared to disobey.

Until recently, his master discovered that he had been secretly going to play with Su Che.

Logically speaking, Su Che is a "peer of the opposite sex," and contact with him is explicitly prohibited in the promise.

But when the master found out who this person was, he didn't get angry at all. Instead, he happily said, "You can continue to play with him, but it can only be him."

It was as if I had been specifically named.

This kind of anxious interpersonal relationship made little Miya feel uneasy.

We came to see the performance together today.

Miya then had a bold conjecture—