Start From Cultivation University

Campus Singer Contest, which can be said to be a must for every school. It's just that it's different from the competition in ordinary universities. The judges of this competition... are eggs.

After the initial "this is too embarrassing" cries, everyone accepted it faster than expected. Just look at a bunch of people volunteering to step forward and reveal one by one.

"Sister, go out boldly! Go out, don't look back..."

"Put your eggs, my eggs, on a string..."

"If the egg is there, the dream is there, and there is still true love between heaven and earth..."

The battle situation on the scene was very intense, but seeing a group of demons dancing wildly on the ground, the atmosphere swept through the jungle, the autumn wind blew, and the group of leaves froze. In the melodious singing, under the gazes of everyone, the little mouth that had drilled out of the eggshell stopped for a moment, and then slowly retracted.

——Sorry, I gave birth to the wrong child, is it too late to change the way of birth?

Yang Xiaohe was lying on the back of the pile of people, watching with fixed eyes. Seeing that the egg was about to stop moving, she swallowed, as if she did it by accident, opened her mouth cautiously, and hummed softly in the crowd.

"If it weren't for you suddenly breaking into my life, how could I let the loneliness I'm sticking to..."

She subconsciously sang the first lyrics that came to her mind, hiding her voice in the crowd, very carefully.

While humming, her eyes kept staring at the slightly swaying egg, but only she knew that when she read these lyrics, there was always another person's shadow in her mind.

If you didn't suddenly break into my life...

how can i...

Yang Xiaohe hummed softly, his eyes drooping lower and lower, from the eggs in front of him, to the backs of the crowd, and finally to his own feet.

She dared not look up. She was afraid that if she saw his shadow at this time, she would be unable to control her emotions again.

But at this moment, she suddenly felt a commotion in the surrounding group of students, leaning forward like a group of grass blown by the wind, accompanied by a burst of excited shouting: "Hey! There is movement, there is movement! "

Yang Xiaohe raised his head, stood on tiptoe, and looked in through the gap between the crowds. As expected, the egg in the cultivation array swayed, the cracks near the gap expanded rapidly, and the fragments fell, and the brown beaks inside were seen expanding and shrinking.

Finally, in the midst of a roar of surprise, the head of a little harpy popped out of the gap, blinking its small golden eyes, and making a baby-like cry.

"Fuck! Awesome!"

"Lu's experiment of cultivating the array was successful! Record the data! Hurry up! Don't forget!"

"Transfer it into the constant temperature enchantment! Adjust the spiritual power input of the enchantment!"

"Bring over the special spiritual food prepared by Dan Xiu from the equipment department before, and feed it some, don't starve the child!"

"Speaking of which, whose singing voice awakened this sleeping demon beauty?"

The crowd became commotion, and students in lab coats rushed forward to do the "birth delivery" work, and more people looked around, looking for the winner of the "Singer Contest".

In the middle of this, Yang Xiaohe didn't think too much about it - she still remembered her responsibilities as a reporter in the propaganda department. As soon as the situation changed, she quickly picked up the camera and captured the "delivery" little demon. moment.

But just as she raised the camera in front of her, a voice rang in her ear.

"I listen to it, it seems that the song she sings promotes the hatching."

Like a piece of bait falling into the fish pond, the eyes of the surrounding students were all attracted, and they landed on Yang Xiaohe in the middle. In just a few seconds, she had turned from the back of the crowd to the center of the crowd.

The hand holding the camera froze there, Yang Xiaohe stood on the spot, the whole figure seemed to freeze.

Not entirely because she suddenly became the focus of everyone, but more importantly... that sentence just now was said by Xie Tianyang.

"I heard it just now. As soon as you opened your mouth, that monster reacted."

As Xie Tianyang spoke, he glanced at her from the front, and his face showed the approval from the president: "I have to say, your singing is really good, no wonder that little demon is excited when he hears it."

After saying this casually, he turned his head and turned to the side to arrange work for the other students.

But he left as soon as he said that, but Yang Xiaohe was still standing behind him, holding the camera blankly, staring blankly at his back, and blankly recalling the words just now.

what did he say?

Was he just... complimenting me?

Yang Xiaohe froze there, feeling that his hands and feet became cold all of a sudden, the whole body's blood pooled to one point, and all rushed to his face. This made her feel dizzy for a while, and her face was hot as if she had a fever.

He complimented me!

He heard me sing!

He really noticed me! ! !

At that moment, she felt that the world was silenced, and only the words just now echoed in her mind repeatedly, like the bells of the church, every cell turned into a devout believer in the bell, and held a carnival everywhere in the body. Festival.

It wasn't until the people on both sides were busy with their work and the crowd dispersed, that she recovered from the daze, and only then did she realize that the battery in the camera in her hand had already gone halfway.

what! Oops! The footage at the end was missing! I don't know if I just shot enough or not...

She quickly turned on the playback and looked back at the footage just shot one by one. She tried to focus on her work, but couldn't bear to remain in the scene a few minutes ago.

What did Xie Xie say just now... By the way, he praised my singing very well!

In other words, he likes to hear me sing, right?

Ahhh, what were you thinking just now? Such a good opportunity should be taken advantage of when he was talking, and he should say "I can sing to you if the senior wants to hear it", and turn passive into active... But it was so missed.

Forget it!

Yang Xiaohe bit his lip and felt that tears were coming out for a moment, and he was crying stupidly.

After all, the past cannot be undone. Now that new opportunities arise, they must be seized.

Just like Senior Sister Chu Yunyi said, show yourself more in the direction he is interested in. The plan to get close to him by grades was already aborted, so... can we just start with singing?

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that it made sense, and a burst of motivation came out like this. At this time, the experiment in the morning was basically over. She put the camera back in one hand, put her bag on her back, and jumped out of the blessed land from the exit, ready to go to the cafeteria for lunch.

He likes the songs I sing, so he will find a way to participate in the activities related to literature and art organized by the student union... Speaking of which, is there such an activity?

That's right, this is Kunlun University, the first immortal school, how could it be possible to see those bad street singer competitions.

If you can't do it in public, you can only use a more private way... According to the routine, just write a song and give it to him alone. In this case, it is impossible for him not to notice me, right?

However... As a student of Kunlun University, it seems too vulgar to simply write songs. Senior Xie should not be tempted by such a trivial matter. What else can he add to the immortal cultivator...

She was immersed in her own thoughts, walking like a sleepwalker, and she had walked over most of the campus without knowing it. And just when she passed the Houde Bookstore, a long music woke her up from her sleepwalking.

It was the music coming from the window of the bookstore, as beautiful and delicate as the gurgling water. It was the sound of someone playing the guqin.

When they usually go to the bookstore to borrow books, the students can hear the sound of music from time to time, which has almost become a bgm that they are accustomed to, especially when the bookstore opens and closes in the morning and evening.

As an existence that functions as a university library, it stands to reason that there should be no unnecessary voices in the study area of ​​the bookstore. But the sound of the piano seems to have a magical effect of calming the mind and mind. Not only will it not disturb the self-study students, but it can further dispel impetuousness and increase concentration.

After a few semesters, the sound of the qin from the Book Pavilion has become one of the unwritten secrets on the campus of Kunlun University among the students, and even some people who are not strong in self-control specially take advantage of the sound of the qin to study by themselves.

But now, the voice in Yang Xiaohe's ears made her think of something.

She ran to the door of the bookstore, pushed it open, pricked up her ears, stood behind the huge bookshelf and watched, closed her eyes and listened intently, reciting that special rhythm in her heart.

It was not the first time that she heard the sound of the piano, and she usually ignored it as background music. But today... she decided to try and wait for the source of the voice.

can you wait...

She thought a little uneasily in her heart, and hummed softly to the tune of the piano. In a trance, the sound of the piano that seemed to come from the sky seemed to be getting closer and closer, and finally it became as if it was playing in the ear.

"Goodness, goodness, my son's listening husband." Suddenly a poetic tone came into his ears, "There is a meaning of seeking something in the singing... So, are you here for the sound of this old man?"

Yang Xiaohe's eyebrows jumped, and he suddenly opened his eyes and turned around. He saw a man in white with sword eyebrows and star eyes standing there, holding a lyre in one hand, and looking at her quietly.

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a few days later.

[Student [Yang Xiaohe] has improved his literary and Taoist literacy, and his spiritual power value +2]

[Student [Yang Xiaohe] has improved spiritual power control, spiritual power value +1]

【student...】

A few unusual marks were clearly left on the record on the panel, which made Wei Ze, who was accustomed to reading the record, take a few more glances.

Compared with the popular disciplines such as Talisman, alchemy, alchemy, and swordsmanship, those who specialize in literature and Taoism are rare animals even in the school. It can only be incorporated into the sub-category of Soul Cultivation major.

Looking at the records, even when there was no Wen Dao class, this freshman named Yang Xiaohe continued to practice the content of Wen Dao for several days, and it was often accompanied by the improvement of spiritual power control and cognitive improvement... This is To train another poet?

Another day to ask Yan Ruyu about the specific situation... He secretly made a note in his mind, but he didn't delay much, and turned his head to look back at his own affairs.

What was in front of him at this moment were piles of research reports on the subject.

Turning over the title, what are "Comparison of 30-day progress records of monster egg hatching under the five attributes", "The construction model of monster training array with the eyes of the word array", "The catalytic reaction of the eight magic spells to the germination of monster eggs" Contrast" ... dozens of copies.

From the title, it can be seen that the blessed land of this income has not only become a breeding center for monster eggs, but also a hatchery for many scientific research results - this is exactly what he planned.

If it is left in an ordinary university, when everyone writes the research purpose and significance of the paper, they will inevitably be reminded not to write absolute statements such as "filling the gap in the field", but to use "in the predecessor's research". Supplemented on the basis of" this vague statement.

Before the revival of spiritual energy, most of the fields were in the volume, and the world's papers were copied a lot. The topics that can really make new results are very rare. , it can be considered "novel" by going back and rebuilding it - but these projects are obviously not the case at the moment.

Even an external large-scale farm would not have such a large number of ready-made demon eggs for experiments, not to mention that these are still the eggs of the ancient demons~www.readwn.com~ is definitely the only one in the world.

With the average academic level of undergraduates, at least 90% of them are just porters of academic garbage. But now, even if the results of these students are academic garbage, it is unique garbage in the world.

With these achievements, it is enough to support the volume of the first edition of the school journal.

As for the rest of the work, it's up to...

Wei Ze pushed aside the garbage pile in front of him, opened the drawer, and took out a stack of papers at the bottom of the press box - the one submitted by Xiao Youyu before, titled "On the Law of Energy Transformation of Reiki - Based on Quantitative Methods". Measurement Experiments" paper.

As early as when the question was opened, Xiao Youyu submitted the relevant research plan and materials to him for review. He already knew the student's ideals, and he approved it without thinking much at the time.

And no one thought that this paper almost killed the student.

Wei Ze frowned slightly, opened the page in front of him, and browsed the paper from the beginning.

This isn't the first time he's rewatched it. As a liberal arts teacher, he has to admit that he really doesn't understand the series of professional physics terms in the text, most of which are skipped at a glance, but when he turned to the last page, his fingers stopped indistinctly .

In the column of the conclusion of the paper, he saw a line of clear words: "To sum up, it can be concluded that the transformation constant of Reiki is equal to 6.5".

The transformation constant of Reiki is equal to 6.5... According to the previous inference, is this conclusion touching the sensitive nerves of some people?

What does this number mean?

Anyway, this paper will definitely be added to the journal. With the publication of the academic journal, this conclusion will also be revealed to the world, which should be the most feared thing by those behind the scenes.

Next, it's time to do it.