Chapter 414: 1 Instant Teana

Music, purely in terms of physics, is that a signal of a specific frequency emitted by the movement of matter vibrates the air and is received by the human ear, and then a series of radio waves formed by the brain for transcoding and translation is understood.
But in fact, the development of various races always seems to have a close connection with music, almost an inseparable part of culture.
Ye Di of the elven tribe sang, the ode to the thousand finger piano learned by Yi Xunyu, the roar of the animal drums in the wild times, and the roar of hiss. From the knocking of the tiles to the sound of the bronze bell, from the low horn of the animal horn to the gentle tweet of the bone flute bamboo Xiao, from the shouting of stomping around the fire Uralula to the rock and roll of the bar lights.
Music never seems to be far away from us, no matter whether we understand it deeply. While waiting, we will subconsciously beat what is going on, when walking, we will subconsciously feel that the rhythm of one four three three two two three rhythm is very rhythmic, the car horn will make us feel bored, think it is noise. The sound that can be blown out by the trombone and suona is loud, but we feel happy.
In the long development, we have already formed a fixed set of aesthetics, whether it is jazz waltz or two-person turn, it is part of our enjoyment.
Some classic tracks will never fade, that may be because it just meets some kind of aesthetics deep inside all of us.
The voice of angels has always been described as 'nature' in people's history. But that's actually the voice of the angelic family contains a little fluctuation similar to the soul, which will resonate with the intelligent life.
The slight odor will be understood as a fragrance, and the moderate attack will be understood as a massage. The human senses have always been so magical, and a little amount of cumulative change will get a completely different ending.
The sound of the soul that could be understood as an attack is controlled to a certain degree, and it will also be understood as enjoyment by perception.
If the voice of Pero sauce does not use the deliberate pronunciation of the angels, it should be the kind of energetic, clear and coherent words, and the girly voice with a clear fragrance.
And with the unique increase of the Angels, this voice has a little more holy taste. When this kind of holiness is controlled within a very small range, express it by singing instead of more solemnly. It will give people a feeling that in the spacious and tidy palace, a saint dressed in a white gauze sings softly to remove the dust from the body and cleanse the heart from the dirt.
Maybe listening carefully, you can still feel that when the saint handed you a branch with tender leaves to express your blessing, she looked up inadvertently and found the saint blinking at you naughtily.
In an instant, the holiness is still there, but there is a trace of vividness in that holiness.
The entire screen is no longer intentional but the program, the colors become more vivid, the wind begins to blow, and the birds begin to sing aloud, then the screen instantly becomes a dream, your own dream.
If you have a little more imagination, you might even think about what your child is called.
So when listening to the song, Casa was thinking, did Pero Sauce feel that daydreaming is not good in the daytime, so he arranged the singing time at night?
But looking at Yi Xunyu and Muse who carefully felt the emotions in the song with his eyes closed, and the rare kanana who only sat half-length on the chair, and did not relax with a tight face, Casa felt that this was still the case Don't say it as well.
Interrupting people's dreams is like stabbing a knife in the back, which is applicable most of the time.
Simply put it at this time, it would be very irritating to wake up and wake up, and then there is no control over what happens.
Therefore, it is better to quietly enjoy the nature that sings softly in a quiet area.
Einstein ’s theory of relativity has one of the simplest and most popular views that even medieval drivers can tell. That is ‘when the environment is different, people have different senses of time’.
I strongly agree with this, and can use the two chestnuts, which are easier to understand, as homework and game to make a more vivid metaphor so that everyone can understand it better.
But now, the time is already twelve, and the concert of Perot Sauce is over.
"Hey? Is it time?" On the court, sitting on the soft seat, fiddled with the lyrical Pero sauce, raised his head and said to the person who came to remind himself. There was some surprise on his face, as if he did not expect time to pass so fast.
In an instant, all the people were glaring at the person wearing black clothes and sunglasses.
Would you not look at the occasion? !
So the forehead of the sunglasses began to sweat, very nervous but nodded stubbornly.
"Well, everyone, it seems that today's concert can only stop here. I am very happy to be with you, and I hope there will be a chance to come again in the future."
Put down the piano and got up and bowed to the surroundings. Pero sauce only showed a trace of fatigue at this time.
Twelve o'clock is a time when many people have entered sleep. Except for those creatures that come out day and night, people who have been busy all day need proper rest to prepare for tomorrow.
You may not feel anything when you are fully devoted, but when you interrupt the process, the fatigue you accumulated before will immediately come up.
"Minasang, I will probably stay here for a little while. Those who want to take a photo and sign can come here to line up. But only for the first 100 people. Today is really too late. If you do n’t take a break soon, It won't get up tomorrow. "
Holding a bottle of water in his hand, Pero Sauce said while he was moistening his throat, announcing the end of the concert.
The lights started to light up a little bit, and stopped until normal people could see the road below.
"Let's go, it's time to go back to rest." Yi Xunyu got up and looked at the time, at 12.01.
"Don't you go to get a signature?" Muse asked strangely.
"If it's by the way, I won't mind, but you see below ... Oh, the action of Kaka is quite quick." There are already a long line below, the number is exactly one hundred, and those responsible for maintaining discipline will be those behind Fortunate enough to be the one to come again and persuade him, and enthusiastically expressed that he would come again next time.
And Ka, quietly left the box at the end of the time, Yi Xunyu thought she was going to the toilet, but did not expect to have the foresight to queue.
At this time, the number of clicks is about thirty. What makes Yi Xunyu a little strange is that Anne is also like a very ordinary girl at this time, with an excited expression in the position of about 90 or so ~ EbookFREE.me ~ This click, everything at this time do not care. "Muse said funny.
"Wait and wait, anyway, there are a lot of people leaving now." Yi Xunyu sat back in his seat and looked at the Pero sauce that had moved over to a table below for better interaction.
She really likes the song of Perot sauce, but it has not risen to the level of fanaticism. It ’s usually good to listen, as for those around, such as signed albums or group photos, you do n’t have to get them.
The main thing is that there is no suitable place to put it.
"Young Master, I'm back!" Ka's footsteps walked back in joy, holding a signed album and a group photo.
"Relax, no one robs you." Muse saw through Ca's careful thought and said indifferently.
Muses are not interested in these things, because most of the time, the purpose of this kind of thing is to throw it into the box and fall into ash.
"It just happened that the person was almost gone, and we should go back." Yi Xunyu got up and said.
"What time does the dormitory turn off?" Muse asked suddenly on the way.
"It's about eleven o'clock. After this time, the lights outside will go out two-thirds, just for basic lighting." Yi Xunyu thought and said.
Then, after this time, it seems that they are not allowed to go out, only to stay in the dormitory to sleep.
"Well, how can we go back?"
"Climbing the window, I opened the window of the house when I was walking, just turn it in."
On the fourth floor, basic operation.