After some observation, the symbols on the stone wall were quickly compared with the marks on the strings.
The good-for-nothing uncle's knowledge of music theory was quite solid. He got a little familiar with the banjo in his hand and started playing directly to the symbols.
The score is not too long and can be played in more than ten seconds. The melody sounds a bit strange, but it is not too noisy.
However, the good-for-nothing Uncle played it once and waited for five or six seconds, but nothing happened.
"Eh?" He was stunned for a moment and said, "Why didn't you respond? Did I play it wrong?"
"Let's try again." Feng Bujue answered.
"Well, I'll try again." The good-for-nothing uncle said and immediately played it again.
But the result is the same...
"It's strange, it must be right this time..." Uncle Good-for-nothing said suspiciously.
"It seems it's not a matter of playing the wrong note." Honghu adjusted his glasses and said, "The melody you played twice was exactly the same, not a single note was wrong, which means the previous time was also correct."
"Then..." Uncle Good-for-nothing thought for a while, "Is it a problem with the playing method?"
Brother Jue's memory, understanding and reasoning abilities are indeed very strong, but knowledge is the basis of everything. Since he knows nothing about how to play the banjo, he can't do anything at this moment.
After thinking for a few seconds, the good-for-nothing uncle said, "Well...just wait a moment." As he said that, he changed the gesture of the hand holding the string, and then played it again.
This time, before the lingering sound of the banjo had finished, the light patterns on the stone wall suddenly lit up.
Then, an area in the middle of the stone wall began to slowly sink...
"So you have to pluck the open strings..." The good-for-nothing uncle shrugged, took the piano off his body, and put it into his bag. "Thankfully, I studied the 'music score' for a long time, but in the end I just had to pluck the strings according to the order of the symbols.
Just play the string open once, and there is no need to press the string with your left hand." He paused for a moment, then said, "Wait... In this case, laymen can actually play it, and I don't have to do it."
"That's right..." Tianma Xingkong continued, "However, even if I pluck the open strings according to the order of symbols, I don't think I can succeed like you in one go." He was quite honest, and read with a silly smile.
Said. "Haha... By the way, talking about this, I remembered something... When I first entered the studio, the test score for music games was zero, and I couldn't even press a single note correctly."
"You are really talented... Even if you play Guitar Hero with your armpits and dance machine with your butt, you still won't get zero points..." Feng Bujue continued, "And you actually have the nerve to say such a thing.
.and showed a smile that was not ashamed of but proud of..."
"What I'm more curious about is... why did Xingchen, known as the 'star-making factory', recruit you into it..." Honghu continued.
"This is not easy. My test scores in other games are very high." Tianma Xingxong said, "Especially the fighting and gambling games, which almost broke the studio's internal record."
"I see... he can fight, and he has a good character." Hong Hu concluded.
scold--
Just as they were saying these words, the "Shimen" in the middle of the stone wall suddenly lowered. The moment it was completely embedded in the ground, it made a "squealing" sound, and squeezed out a lot of dust from the cracks in the ground.
.
Atobu raised his hand twice more to blow away the dust, and then put away his weapon.
"It does extend upward..." Feng Bujue took out the catapult as he spoke and used the searchlight on it to shine into the corridor, "The height and width are both about two meters. If you encounter a trap on the way,
...I'm afraid it will be difficult to avoid." He thought for a moment, then turned around and said, "Here... let me explore the way. You just need to form a long snake formation and follow me."
"Can you explain the basis of this strategy?" Honghu asked. He was not opposed to Feng Bujue's plan, but the other party's self-talking attitude and commanding tone made him quite unhappy.
"Huh?" Feng Bujue's expression at this moment seemed to say... "Are you fucking kidding me?"
"Based?" Brother Jue repeated, took a deep breath, and then replied, "To be more specific... I am a person who is not afraid of danger, reacts quickly, is agile, and has extraordinary wit. I am completely competent and very capable.
Suitable for the road opening work here." He paused for a moment, then continued, "To put it more simply and popularly... I am bold and slender but handsome."
"Hmm..." Honghu stared at Feng Bujue for a few seconds, "I have to say...except for the 'handsome' part, I really haven't found anything to refute your argument. Since you
If you really want to lead the way, then let’s do it..."
Naturally, the other three people have no objections to who should lead the way. It's a good thing if someone is willing to contribute to the team and take the lead. Even if this person is a narcissist, it doesn't matter. After all, he is also a very capable player.
So, a group of people quickly lined up and crossed the stone wall. Their order from front to back was: Feng Bujue, Tianma Xingkong, Uncle Good-for-nothing, Jibu and Honghu. Under the leadership of Brother Jue, everyone was calm and relaxed.
Walking forward slowly, we gradually entered the corridor.
The upper, lower, left and right sides of this corridor are also flat and gray stone walls, giving people an indescribable sense of depression.
Unknowingly... everyone fell into silence.
Along the way, the only sights they could see were the featureless stone walls very close at hand; the only sounds they could hear were the footsteps and gentle breathing of their companions.
No matter when you look forward or backward, you can never tell how far you have gone...
In such an environment, people can't help but have some strange assumptions: Am I really moving forward?
"It's so right to come in after eating the meat..." Feng Bujue thought to himself at this time, "This road is much more dangerous than it looks... It has been going uphill from the beginning to the end, and the slope is gradually increasing.
There is no reference on the bare walls; the temperature is also changing subtly, getting colder and colder..." He glanced back at his teammates and saw pale faces, "Physical energy consumption quietly
Increase, the sense of distance becomes blurred, coupled with psychological pressure... The accumulation of various conditions will increase the physical load exponentially... If you come in without eating just now, the additional impact of hunger will be
unimaginable."
He turned his head and looked forward again, and continued to think: "In such a situation, the person walking at the front is undoubtedly the most tired. Because he must always be on guard against possible emergencies, he is bound to be mentally exhausted.
Carrying an extra burden..."
Thinking of this, Brother Jue showed a relaxed and proud smile: "Fortunately... I am the one leading the way~"