Collapse, surrender to me!

After struggling for a few times, he finally jumped back to the ground.

"Sister Eden, do you know any great painters? I'd like to ask them for advice."

"That's it..."

Eden walked to the French window, the reflection of the glass showing her picturesque face and a hint of sadness in her eyes.

She shook her head and said no in the face of Gray's puzzled look.

"I do know some masters in the painting world. If it were in the past, I would recommend them to you, but now... I don't recommend you to learn painting from them."

"What happened?" Gray asked obediently.

"When the collapse comes, in the midst of suffering, the songs and lyrics I write can still inspire people and bring a glimmer of hope... But, how can you let a painter who has seen suffering and doomsday pick up a brush and paint something that brings joy to the whole family?"

Eden lowered her eyebrows and her long eyelashes made her look as beautiful and breathtaking as an elf in the legend.

“Although they can still draw the backs of heroes destroyed in bloody battles and civilians living strong lives after suffering, their hearts are already half dead and they have lost a lot.”

As Eden spoke, he smiled and pinched Grace's little face.

"But you still have what they don't have. You are a little cutie who has not been tainted by this world. If those old guys teach you, they will probably wear away your spirituality... Even if I agree, they probably won't accept you after seeing you."

"Because I'm afraid of misleading the students."

"Just like your father Hen always said, you are hope. Your existence proves that our struggle is worthwhile... After all, the existence of the seniors is to pave the way for the juniors. We can't let you be held back... Little Gray is so smart, it won't be a problem for her to find her own way."

"Okay, Sister Eden."

Gray nodded.

She didn't quite understand, but she knew that Sister Eden was doing it for her own good.

"Then Sister Eden, can you teach me how to play the piano?"

"Why does Grayshue want to learn piano again?"

Eden was a little slow to react to the girl's transformation.

After all, we were just talking about painting.

"Well, I recently joined a band."

Grace briefly talked about the Bond band.

She had just listened to Eden's performance and realized that even if she took on Eden's colors, she would not be able to perform at such a fantastic level.

"You actually joined a band? Well, I will definitely go watch your band's performance when I have time."

Eden seemed to have thought of something interesting, with a smile on his face.

Then he picked up Grace and placed her on the piano bench.

"Of course I can give you some pointers, but let me see your current level."

Gray nodded.

Fingers struck the keys.

Eden standing aside had a subtle expression on her face. She felt as if she was watching herself playing the piano.

Played halfway.

Eden shook his head.

interrupted Grace.

"That's not right. That's not how you play the piano."

Eden came over and sat down, placing Gresh on his lap.

“For example, this sound.”

Eden tapped the piano keys lightly.

Makes a crisp sound.

"When I want to express happiness, anger, or sadness, the same note will be struck with different force and duration... What you are imitating is actually me without emotions."

"No...feelings?" Grayshu seemed to understand something, but also seemed to understand nothing.

"Your playing like this may become a textbook, but you will never reach the highest level. This is also the limit of most pianists."

"Then Sister Eden, what should I do?"

"Of course you have to ask yourself that."

Eden rested his smooth chin on the top of the girl's head in his arms and spoke softly.

"You are not a real machine. With your talent and spirituality in painting, you will soon understand it."

Chapter 10: Grayshu: Do you want me to sing a nursery rhyme?

Goto Ichiri was unexpectedly energetic today.

"I joined a band and got a part-time job, so I won't be a gloomy girl anymore."

Early in the morning.

Yili opened the door.

For the first time, the bright sunshine outside the window didn't seem so dazzling.

Under the shining.

It was as if I had become more dazzling.

She carried her guitar on her back and walked towards the school with full confidence.

"Bring the guitar again, and someone will definitely talk to me!"

……

Noon.

Pochi-chan was eating a rice ball in the dark stairwell with tears in her eyes.

"That's good enough."

The girl picked up the cup and took a sip of water.

"By the way, it's really quiet here, perfect for having lunch. It's great to find such a nice place... But it's a bit cold to sit on the ground, I'll get a mat next time."

"And if I become a famous guitarist and tell the show about myself eating in the stairwell, it will definitely be a big contrast..."

this day.

The world hasn't changed.

Everything is as usual.

Except for the little face that suddenly popped out from the banister of the stairs above.

"Sister Ichiri, so you want to be a famous guitarist? It's very difficult to become famous all over the country, or even the world, just by playing the guitar."

When Goto Ichiri heard the familiar voice, his heart skipped a beat, his tongue became tied, and he raised his head.

Bright eyes and drooping sky-blue hair.

Waving little hands.

All proves——

"G-Graysh?! Why are you here?!"

Goto Ichiri looked at the cute loli as if he was looking at a monster.

"This, this place, it's impossible, no, how did you find this place?"

"It's very simple."

Grace jumped down the stairs.

"I went to the classroom to look for you, but couldn't find you, so I looked at the fire escape map on the wall that showed the school's structure."

"And then you found me?"

"Yes, because this is the smallest enclosed area on the map."

"..."

After listening to this, Goto Ichiri felt that his life was bleak.

It was so easily seen through.

I have only known Grayshu for a short time.

If she was a classmate who spent every day with her, she would probably have known that she had been eating lunch here.

It was only out of pity that I did not disturb her.

Her life has been a complete failure.

No wonder no one came to talk to her. Has she been seen through?

"Onee-sister Ichiri?"

Grayshuse curiously poked Pochi-chan, who was about to turn into jelly.

"Is everything okay?"

"It's okay. We can't stay in this place anymore. What a pity. I finally found this secret base in school..."

Pochi-chan stood up and said solemnly.

She would not be socially anxious about this special friend of hers, Grayshu, and she was simply frightened and did not react.

"By the way, Grayxiu, what are you doing here?"

“Is the band playing any shows lately?”

Gray asked.

After she came back from Eden, she did not find the condition that Eden described.

And after she became the keyboardist of the Bond Band, she never played with everyone.

So come and have a look.

"Well, Hong Xia said that our band is still short of a lead singer and guitarist."

When Pochi-chan talked about the band, he became a lot more serious.

"A band without a lead singer definitely won't work. After all, we're a rock band, not a musical orchestra... But it's really hard to find an excellent lead singer."

"Grayshudder, I feel like you know everything. How about you be the lead singer?"

"...Do you want me to sing a nursery rhyme?"

Gray responded seriously.

"My voice is not suitable for rock music."

"But when I came here, I heard people talking about a girl named Kita who seemed to be a very good singer. Why don't you try to invite her? I heard she can also play the guitar."

"Ah? How dare I talk to a stranger..."

Goto Ichiri shrank back again.

"It's already very difficult for me to communicate normally with you and Hongxia."

"But aren't we also strangers to you who have only known you for a short time?"

Grayshuu didn't quite understand Pochi-chan's situation.

In Grayshu's opinion.

Before Pochi-chan and she and Hongxia met, weren't they all strangers? Now they can be considered friends.

"It's different!"

Goto Ichiri shook his head repeatedly.

"Well, whether it's you or Hong Xia... both of you are willing to take the initiative to chat with me. If you didn't take the initiative, I'm afraid we wouldn't have much in common..."

Speaking of it.