Although Li Wei thought of this nonsense method himself, when he saw the system prompt in front of him, he still wanted to complain, "That's all right?!!!".

Kneel to the system orz.

It is very easy to unlock the skills and then improve your proficiency.

Just like the skill of "learning", not only does it improve its proficiency, but reading related books and doing experiments will also improve its proficiency in the corresponding subject.

After thinking about the subsequent improvement method, Li Wei let go of the guitar and the rolling pin.

Putting the guitar back into his bag, putting the drawing board and rolling pin back in place, he opened Baidu and began to search for the violin music given by Mo Ranqiu.

The first song is the Violin Concerto in Sibelius D minor.

This track, which you can tell at first glance that d is not a good thing. It really reminds Li Wei of the dark years of learning piano that he once had to say.

There is no good thing about A major, major, minor, etc. when you hear it starts like this. The black and white pieces are all notes, and everyone is a beginner-level etude. These few starts like a herniated waist disc, which is special. You have to make a record of half a year and finally rely on muscle memory to ‘pass’.

Clicking on the track and putting on the headphones, Li Wei just listened to the prelude and couldn't help but press the pause.

Listening to the rhythm of the previous one from weak to slow to fast, from simple notes to fast, to the melody that slides quickly like a scale, Li Wei had to take a deep breath.

It has an internal flavor.

Continue to listen, listen to the more complicated playing behind, and simply listen to the music and imagine the player playing the violin almost twitchingly in front of the stage. Li Wei was a little overwhelmed.

He had to start wondering what kind of expectations Mo Ranqiu had for him when he recommended this song to practice.

And if I remember correctly, she said, "I recommend some ordinary songs she has practiced before to him, so that he can practice the feel and facilitate the cooperation between the two after she has selected the songs and edited them."

Thinking back to her "ordinary" and listening to the tracks in her headphones, Li Wei realized that this seemed to be a woman who might not be able to suppress even if he cheated.

"Is this the boss? It's so scary."

The level has been established like this. I believe this violin skill cannot be made in lv4. I am afraid that it will be crushed into a slag when playing the double concert. He doesn't care about being a green leaf, but it is a bit too much to be a shit.

After searching out the corresponding piano score of this song, he decided to do a big thing.

With the convenience of the system, he unlocked the skill even if it was just lv1, and he had already had the prototype of the corresponding violin playing method in his mind. At this moment, he had played the skill of a veteran otakus for more than ten years, imagining that he had a violin in his hand at this moment. In a standard posture, he turned his head and raised it with his right hand, and found the corresponding music score with the music. He played the violin in the air in the correct way of playing.

Perhaps choosing the little star is the most rational.

Because it is difficult at level S, Li Wei's improvement in proficiency is also stumbling. He can't keep up with the rhythm, and the imagination in his mind will sometimes be interrupted when he uses three things in one mind, and the speed of improving his skills cannot be said to be the way.

It took more than half an hour to reach lv2.

But if you are hang, your hard practice is attributed to yourself. With this half hour of special training, although the level is only lv2, the rhythm, performance, and the strings that need to be played for each beat are already familiar with the heart.

This sense of accomplishment is a single, boring and simple little star that cannot be invincible.

This is the end of my efforts tonight, leaving the remaining room for improvement to instinct.

Added the other tracks given by Mo Ranqiu to the playlist, took off his headphones and turned the sound out, and Li Wei chose to wash and sleep.

After the previous forced imagination, his first reaction when he heard any violin music was to think about its corresponding notes, the position of the strings, and how to pull the bow and play it.

And the amazing thing is that this will also increase his skill proficiency.

So naturally, Li Wei chose to 'hang up' and let his body practice instead of him, while he himself chose to sleep.

The extra hardship of this evening's rest was unexpectedly active, and the strings in his mind were tightly tense and there was no sign of relaxation. Even after turning off the music, there would be a sound of hallucination in his ears.

Tossing and turning.

Finally, at dawn, he fell asleep with his strong tiredness.

In the dream, there are still little stars and unknown violin accompaniment.

Saturday, September 17, at 6:30 am.

Didi, didi.

The sound of the alarm clock seemed to be a shout from hell. He kicked off the quilt in pain and despair, opened his red blood-filled eyes, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

"Oh." Looking at the skill proficiency panel in front of me, Li Wei could only turn his collapse into a sigh.

Violin playing lv2(42/100)

What else can he say? Without the necessary item of violin, he has improved his skill proficiency to such a level, so what else can he be dissatisfied with?

"well."

He sighed again, turned over and got out of bed to wash, leaning against the cold water and coffee, Li Wei finally woke up from his fatigue as if he had been beaten.

My whole body was sore, my waist and legs were weak, and I felt my body was hollowed out.

Unexpectedly, Mo Ranqiu, who came to his house for free this morning, was also extra indifference.

"Good morning..." Mo Ranqiu's voice was not as vigorous as before. It was described as missing the small wavy line ending sound that usually exists.

The prepared meals were brought to the table and the two sat down face to face. It was not difficult to find that her face was a little pale, with the standard dark circles and red bloodshots, just like the two of them were the same style of spy today.

"You didn't sleep well last night?" Li Wei asked tentatively, and began to recall whether the sound of playing the violin music outside last night was too loud to the neighbors.

"Not counting it..." Mo Ranqiu let go of the coffee beside his hand, wiped the coffee stains on the corner of his mouth, and sighed tiredly.

"I rushed dadl yesterday and basically didn't sleep..."

Tiredness, anxiety, and lack of love also contain a little bit of happiness after the disaster.

"What exactly is dadl?" Li Wei was a little curious.

The school anniversary matters should not be so rushing, right? The two of them basically promoted the production efficiency of the class. Cheng took over most of the projects. Although there were many tasks, according to their efficiency, it was more than just a night.

"Original illustration...ah." This is Mo Ranqiu's fourth sigh.

"Oh, is your own job?" Looking back at the encounter at the comic exhibition, it is not difficult to find that Mo Ranqiu is actually a best-selling comic artist.

"That's right... I want to give the published illustrations... " Speaking of the engineering last night, the word "death" on Mo Ranqiu's face became even bigger.

"How can I say that book, it's hard to say it's good. I really don't think it's good. I just think it's a routine, but it's unexpectedly very popular. It's a good salary and it's arranged on me. I have no reason to refuse this job. Anyway, it's just illustrations and characters in a few books."

"Yes, at most, there are more than a dozen pictures. According to the quality of the illustrations, one night should be enough. Even if you need a few pictures refined by large posters, you don't need to be all night long..." As he said that, Li Wei became even more confused.

"Yes, it took not much time to draw. The key is... I didn't read a chapter of him."

“·······”

"And the deadline for the editor to go to work at 8 o'clock today."

Do you want this extreme?

"So you finished reading his illustration yesterday?" Li Wei twitched the corner of his mouth and continued to ask at Mo Ranqiu with a desperate look on his face.

"Yes!! In order to place the illustrations and doodles, the editor specially asked me to submit a plot outline to sort out the plot, requiring the content of the illustrations to match the character and to match the plot. He said that this teacher is famous and cannot ruin his book because of my paintings."

"Depend on!"

Mo Ranqiu, who was extremely tired and irritable, became more and more angry as he spoke, and even couldn't help but swear.

"I ruined his book? It's good if he didn't ruin my reputation!! What kind of garbage, it's a best-selling? It's a good-selling! It's smelly and long, and the woman seems to have no brains. When she sees the male protagonist, she goes up!! Damn it!! Do you know?! The editor specified that it is necessary to draw an illustration similar to a home photo."

"There are 37 people! Except for one male protagonist, the rest are all women, and they are all his harems. What kind of luoli sister does not even let go of the rich lady in the forty-year-old!! Didn't you think about the illustrator at all when writing?? Even if you don't consider the health of the artist, you should consider the health of the hero!!

In order to design the character, I put it in the same picture without weighing my face, I have pulled out a lot of hair!!”

Li Weiwan could imagine that if he had the chance to see the author of the book she mentioned, Mo Ranqiu would definitely strangle him to death.

"So what about the salary?" The salary that Mo Ranqiu's next job should not be very low.

"Ten thousand five." He pouted, and angrily vomited a number that Li Wei envied.

"It's pretty good, isn't it? I've exchanged a few pictures for 15,000 yuan."

"Um."

"It's quite cost-effective to earn 15,000 yuan all night. As for hair, the old ones don't go to the new ones."

"Um."

"This price should be higher than the market price. Do they have any cooperation to find you for this price?" Li Wei could only comfort Mo Ranqiu, who was standing in front of him with a row of words "Don't stop me, I want to die."

"Um.

They want me to draw this comic."

"Hey! Isn't this better? Not only can you charge basic fees, but you can also receive income sharing."

"Um.

You can get it, about 10. If you take out my fame and negotiate with the number of fans, then negotiate with them. They won’t be able to pick it out of the author.” As he said that, Mo Ranqiu seemed to be even more desperate, and sighed and lay on the table.

"No, this is a good thing to make money, why do you feel overwhelmed again when you get to you? I can't even get a rank for such extra money!" Li Wei spread his hands and said that he really doesn't understand the pain of successful people.

"You really don't understand!!!" Mo Ranqiu hammered the table, his tone full of despair.

"Extra work means more dadl, which means that if you can't get the work out of the deadline, the editor will come to your door with a machete, which means you lose your freedom and have no time to have fun, and you can't be with your dear Niyawai."

Bang.

Mo Ranqiu stood up at the auction table, "Isn't this the most terrifying thing in this world!!"

Oh, that's all right.

Li Wei rolled his eyes and condemned his own ignorance.
To be continued...