817. Transitions and Forbidden Fruit! The Rolls-Royce of the Microphone Class Appears
Yes, Qin Jian's expression froze.
He faced the audience with a stiff mouth. The dark space picture that automatically popped up in front of him overlapped with the bright auditorium, and the color contrast was sharp.
On the dark space scene, three brown doors with question marks were tightly closed.
There is a protruding mark on the door panel on the left, which looks like three piano pedals, glowing with blue light.
The middle door emits a faint white light, and there is a scroll-like sign on the door panel.
The door on the right is wrapped with green vines, and the vines outline the shape of a wrench.
Three doors behind, there are waving hands in the auditorium.
"Senior Brother Qin Jian————"
An extremely absurd scene.
Qin Jian tried his best to look calm and bowed gently to the audience.
Then he turned around and headed towards the backstage entrance, his pace gradually quickening.
As soon as he returned to the backstage, he rushed directly to the dressing room down the corridor, ignoring the hand towels handed to him by the staff.
Several staff members were left looking at each other in confusion.
The applause at the scene was still ringing.
The musicians on the stage also withdrew. When Xia Dong returned to the backstage and saw no sign of Qin Jian, he asked the staff.
The staff pointed to the first dressing room under the corridor.
Xia Dong looked around and saw that the door was closed. He wondered in his heart, "What happened to this kid just now?"
"Brother Dong, are you going to have fun later? I'm treating you."
At this time, Erquan came up and hugged his shoulders.
Er Quan's words made the people around him couldn't help but look over. Xia Dong turned to Er Quan and asked in confusion, "What are you so happy about?"
Er Quan narrowed his eyes and made a tut in his mouth, his eyes full of - you know.
——
Back to three minutes ago, when Qin Jian's hands left the keyboard, he didn't notice anything strange.
He was quite satisfied with tonight's Paganini, especially the eighteenth variation.
He was thinking about asking the concert hall for a recording after a while. Just as he stood up and prepared to bow, the first ding sounded in his ears.
'Ding--'
'Since the contractor's worship value has reached the upper limit of the level, the space will automatically increase the contractor's level.'
At that moment, Qin Jian didn't react yet.
then.
'Ding.'
‘The contractor’s level increases by 1’
then.
'Ding'
‘Contractor level reaches 3, open Chris’ grocery store’
'Ding'
‘Contractor level reaches 3 and starts the first career advancement’
‘Please choose an advanced direction.’
After a burst of white light, two doors jumped out in front of Qin Jian's eyes.
Career advancement?
This made him, who had once forgotten the game world, suddenly realize that this is still a game.
Contractors, career advancement, and Chris’s grocery store?
Qin Jian's heartbeat has not been so fast for a long time. When he bowed, he noticed the numerical value on his hand.
500021, which made him feel at ease for a moment.
He didn't want part of the admiration value he had worked so hard to praise for more than half a year to be taken away by automatic upgrades.
So as soon as he returned to the background, he hurried to a quiet place to study.
Because he couldn't close the space, the hourglass countdown on the three doors was passing by second by second.
There is not much time left for him.
——
Career advancement?
Even though Qin Jian had calmed down at this moment, he still felt ridiculous.
He was nervous and more worried.
He worries about whether the choice he makes will affect his current performance.
Although this idea is a bit too extreme, after all, advancement is based on the existing foundation.
But he clearly remembered his finger skills that had been used to paint a whiteboard in space.
"What if you don't choose to advance?"
Although he admits that space has enabled him to achieve his current skills, he has tried his best not to rely on space.
Isn’t it good to be a simple contractor and rely on your own efforts?
After this idea came to his mind, he became faintly excited.
This is not the first time he has had a battle of wits with Chris. He knows very well that Chris is best at using deception to deceive.
Based on Qin Jian's experience, if he doesn't make a choice, there will probably be three possibilities -
The first is that the space determines that he gives up his career advancement, so he will probably lose the advancement rewards.
The second is that the space automatically randomly selects for him, which means that he must advance. This advancement may also lead to the loss of advancement rewards, and even some professional functions will be greatly reduced. He believes that Chris can do it.
Come to this conclusion.
The third is that nothing will happen.
Qin Jian started to think.
It doesn't matter if it's the first one. For him, he really doesn't care about the advanced rewards. For now, what he's looking forward to most is [J.S. Bach's Piano Notes]. He doesn't believe that the first professional advancement will be enough.
Can you get something like this.
If it's the second option, then why doesn't he just choose it himself?
But after he swept through the three doors, he found nothing but confusion.
He really didn't know what the signs on the three doors meant.
This is the annoying thing about Chris. Why don't you just tell everyone what the three professions are?
Blue piano pedal? What kind of profession is it, a piano player who specializes in pedals?
Cyan vine wrench? Advanced piano repair craftsman? Or precision tuner?
A white and simple luminous scroll? Music composer? A profession in the direction of composition?
"Why."
Qin Jian was expecting the third type, and nothing happened.
But with Chris's urine, how could he not cause some trouble?
I was struggling, seeing that I only had thirty seconds left.
In the last fifteen seconds, the three doors suddenly flashed.
The scene in front of him made Qin Jian fall into an even more nervous state.
"Choose? Which one to choose?"
"Don't choose? Wait for the result?"
There was no time to analyze the pros and cons anymore. Qin Jian gritted his teeth and stared at the hourglass without moving.
'5'
'4'
His heartbeat is getting faster and faster!
'3'
'2'
Nervous, intense nervousness!
'1'
After letting the last bit of sand leak out, Qin Jian took a deep breath and stood up like a catapult.
In the end he didn't make a choice.
The next second, the hourglass disappeared.
Qin Jian: "Huh?"
then
The three doors swayed slightly, and then lit up one after another. The three blue, green and white lights flashed faster and faster like drums passing flowers.
Qin Jian's eyes followed the three lights closely.
His forehead was covered with sweat.
Obviously, the current situation is that space is helping him make choices.
At this moment, he suddenly expected that what would be left behind in the end would be the basket light.
At least, at least, the Blu-ray doors still have piano-related pedals on them.
Five seconds later, the alternating speed of the scattered light beams slowed down.
"Blue light!"
Looking at the last blue light pillar left behind, Qin Jian felt happy!
However.
Just the next second.
The door with the blue glowing piano pedal on the left slowly disappeared.
Only the other two doors remained closed on the screen.
The hourglass reappears, and the time limit is one minute.
"Contractors please choose an advanced profession."
The cold electronic sound put Qin Jian in a trance.