Miss Bach's Crab Canon

"Is this a clue?"

"I only know this for the time being, how to investigate is your own business."

The music collector's expression became ambiguous, and her eyes were equally strange. She repeated the fragments of clues on her tongue and lips, and quickly thought of something: "Enough, I'll go find out, and when I have the opportunity, I will pull you together."

"Well... that's good."

"It seems that we have knocked on the door of the world and learned the inside story. Please continue to investigate the clues on your side. In any case, being able to become those who have special powers is always a more unique way of life."

"I wish you success."

Music collectors know that this will be an opportunity for them to go to a higher level and realize the long-cherished wish of generations of their families.

A remote town, an abandoned factory, a mysterious beautiful girl and her, meeting in a luxury car driving to no one's place... However, it would be better if the surroundings were not surrounded by SF express boxes.

After about an hour and a half, with the help of Gao Yiyu, all the express boxes were finally put into the waste factory.

But this is only about two-thirds of the exchanges, and some of them are either on the way or have not yet been sent.But in any case, the second-hand musical equipment among them will help Gao Yiyu and Joannis go further.

The tired bodyguard sat in the driver's seat, probably annoyed why he was about to drive.But the boss in the back seat immediately closed the car door, covering the sprained feet and the ice pack, looking like a dignified beauty from the outside.

The half-opened car window, the eager eyes, the faint smile.

She bid farewell - "Then, the matter is over, we will use the forum private message to contact later. Thank you again for your knowledge, without saying goodbye, I only hope that you and I can meet again in the new world where magic power is freely controlled."

"Okay, Dr. Wang at the Chinese Medicine Hospital in the city has ancestral medicinal wine for treating sprained feet. You can go and rub it on it. When I played basketball when I was young, it was good for my sprained feet."

After finishing speaking, Gao Yiyu waved goodbye and trotted into the factory.

The luxury car started slowly, and the music collector's expression became indifferent, thinking deeply about some kind of problem.

Opening the car window, she took a meaningful look back at the abandoned factories and countless musical instruments... Little sister Yigong Yiyu probably wants to change this place into her music city.In this regard, music collectors always have a word in their hearts... the great hermit is hidden in the city.

"Boss, where are you going? Have you gone back?" The bodyguard glanced at the rearview mirror.

"Let's go to the Chinese Medicine Hospital first to find Doctor Wang—it seems that little sister Yi Gong Yi Yu has already given us enough hints."

……

"I'm home?"

"Well, it's amazing!"

Gao Yiyu was walking in the abandoned factory. After feeling the connection with Miaomiao, he quickly followed this feeling and approached Joannis.She was smiling all over her face, and it seemed that she had learned a lot from the female classmate at Qing... Coffee.

Indeed, Joannis walked up to her quickly, walked into the same rhythm with the already familiar steps, and chatted about everything she saw: "There are so many coffee beans, raw beans, good ~~~~ in the big machine, and then there is a very ~~~ fragrant smell."

"Okay okay."

"But it looks like your classmate is participating in a secret meeting. She should be in worship. She is holding a small board, and someone is preaching in it, telling things that I don't understand. Your classmate is very serious about the small board. In the booklet Remembering all kinds of things. And it was very lively, it seemed that many people were listening to the sermon."

Gao Yiyu didn't quite understand. The coffee girl is still a religious student?But considering Joannis' ability to understand modern society, this has to be understood from other angles.

"How big is the board?"

"It's so big."

"Oh, tablet, what kind of booklet does she use?"

"It's very similar to the one I wrote, the lines are very open, I suspect it's a multi-line score."

"Oh...workbook...huh? Could it be..."

Gao Yiyu took out his mobile phone and found the blocked class groups... My boy, why are you starting class?Damn it, this...Gao Yiyu suddenly felt a sense of alienation and immorality, damn it, he actually skipped class...

The key is why no one notified?In fact, is the popularity so bad!

After standing still and struggling for a while, Gao Yiyu suddenly figured it out, put the class group back on the blocking list, and winked at Joannis.Just as the world doesn't know about her existence, Gao Yiyu doesn't know about the existence of online classes either. Adding the two together, the notification from the ghost doesn't count as a notification.

"Let's go."

"Ah."

They are looking for a suitable room in the abandoned factory. There are not many rooms here, but each one is piled with a lot of rags and dust.From time to time, strange animals and plants appear. If it is the middle of the night, it must be very scary here.

There are many kinds of rooms suitable for recording, but Gao Yiyu wants to make a long-term consideration, so he must find two connected rooms.One is acoustically treated and specially used for recording.The other, separated by stacked musical instruments, serves as controls and studios.

But for convenience, it is best for the control room to be able to see the recording studio to ensure smooth communication with each other.

In fact, it doesn't matter if it's not connected, just use a monitor and voice, but that's another expense... Gao Yiyu is struggling, so he can only find a connected one, one with a big one and one with a small one.

The conditions were very harsh. Gao Yiyu thought he could only smash the wall—but unexpectedly found an extremely suitable place.

Not to mention, the window of this small dilapidated cafeteria is really nice...

049·Natural Recording Studio

It couldn't have been more appropriate.

The back kitchen of the cafeteria is not too big or too small, which is suitable as a control room.

The canteen itself is limited by the scale of the factory, so it is a small room, but it is relatively spacious, and it will be very convenient to decorate later.

The window connecting them has its own glass, a table, and a door for easy access... It is doubtful whether the earliest recording studio design was based on this.

"Canteen, speaking of food, when I was exploring at your classmate's place just now, I also discovered something wonderful."

"Huh? What an ordinary thing again." Gao Yiyu was measuring the size, and replied casually.

Joannis was not angry, but was very confident: "No, no, this is absolutely amazing. You can't imagine that she quietly threw away the vegetables she didn't like! She even threw them on the road!"

"...This...is quite strange in a certain sense." Gao Yiyu blinked, thinking that the coffee girl classmate should not be this kind of person, right?

"And it was thrown away before it was made into a dish! A lot of it was thrown away! What a waste of food..." Joannis was laughing to herself, because she didn't make jokes about ancient people and modern society this time, so she criticized it, " Although you have plenty of food, you can’t do this.”

Lost a lot?Before cooking?Gao Yiyu muttered: "Is it such a long, green vegetable with wide leaves... and then arrange them neatly in a row and put them on the side of the road?"

"Well, you saw that too? Wait...you don't like that vegetable either?"

After sighing, Gao Yiyu said with a smile: "It's amazing that it's ready to be dried and then pickled sauerkraut. Indeed, it's this season too."

"What!? It's unbelievable. Shouldn't sauerkraut be made of round cabbage, pick it up and shred it and put it in a vat or bucket! The variety and method of this dish are completely wrong! You picky eater who throws away vegetables, I can tell from the fact that you dislike bread, but you still lied to me..."

Considering that this topic would waste a lot of time, Gao Yiyu simply ignored the noisy traditional German lady, concentrated on his recording studio, and suddenly thought of a way to make her shut up obediently.

"Joannis, we still need a lot of money, and it will take a long time, maybe a few months to half a year, to turn this place into a recording studio."

"... what... what... so long."

She choked, then sank down.

Although she could wait patiently, so many inspirations, so many melodies, it took so long to turn them into music and transmit them to the earphones of other people in this world... Joanice was still frustrated.She forgot about the sauerkraut and was just bluesy.

Gao Yiyu was actually very melancholy.

Money is tight, although the equipment is sufficient, but to decorate this place into a usable recording studio, you need to find a decoration team to solve the problem, and you need an acoustic designer.Just the decoration, materials, and design costs, even if the configuration is low-end, it may cost six figures...

This is because she got a lot of music equipment - normally, these equipment are the big ones, and the millions of usable recording studios are only the starting price.Then, you have to wait patiently for the decoration masters to finish their work, burning money back and forth like running water, and it takes a long time to burn.

— but that was before.

Gao Yiyu had some small ideas, especially after telling Joannis to shut up, and the two of them wondered quietly in the room for a while.

Considering that their current music is only made into audio and released on places like YouTube for people to listen to, rather than actually making mastering and burning CDs, there are some things that can be solved a little bit.

She approached a dejected Ioannis, who was despondent in the ruins of her hut.

"Actually, I like vegetables very much. Let's go buy some?"

……

Although Joannis didn't know what Gao Yiyu was thinking about, whether she admitted that it was bad to abandon vegetables and didn't want to continue to be the accomplice of that female classmate, or she was thinking about something else—but Joannis was willing to leave the old factory and go out with her door.

Anyway, there's no music in that barren place... at least not yet.

She didn't know how the six months would be spent, but she was sure it would be boring.

Under Gao Yiyu's guidance, she sat on the back seat of the bicycle and subconsciously realized that something was wrong.

This should be the place to store goods and music equipment, right?Why are you here?Contacting what I saw before, Gao Yiyu put her name in the equipment list... But Joannis is in depression, and she is powerless to resist this kind of thing, and can only accept the fact that she is not seen as a human being.

The wheels of the bicycle moved forward, and Joannis instinctively hugged Gao Yiyu's waist—or she would fall down.

Joannis wanted to apologize, but Gao Yiyu didn't respond and just accepted it as a matter of course.

This... Joannis swallowed the words of apology, and just hugged it silently, instinctively feeling that she was taking advantage, but why was it taking advantage?She also found that the depression just now gradually faded away... Why did it fade away?

There was no talking all the way, and the two of them set off from the abandoned factory on bicycles, passing through the tube building——

"Hi, where did you get your bitter vegetables?" She yelled.

Qing Qingpei was at a loss: "Farmer's market." But he couldn't understand all this.

It was a luxury car just now, and I felt like I was doing some kind of illegal transaction mysteriously.Coming out again, Gao Yiyu was riding a bicycle alone, and asked such inexplicable questions...

Before Qing Qingpei could ask in detail, Gao Yiyu had already walked away.On the other side of the tablet, the teacher's anger came through the camera: "The answer is Maupassant, not the farmers' market."

Although the surroundings were silent, Qing Qingpei had already hallucinated the laughter of the students.

And Gao Yiyu soon came to the nearby farmer's market. After all, a small town has its advantages, that is, it is close to everything.

Because of the epidemic, large-scale trading days have been canceled one after another, and it is not a popular time, so the feeling of laziness is crowded in the whole street, and there is a distance between people.Gao Yiyu himself was wearing a mask and hat, and also deliberately added a loose coat, which was not too conspicuous.

Farmers from the fields in the nearby villages are setting up stalls, and the strange things are filled with plastic sheets.There are also people who have their own small shops and are doing business that is not salty or light as always.Just like the name, it's all traditional farmer's goods, and it's filled with such a smell.

This is exactly what Gao Yiyu wanted.

"How much is a catty of bitter vegetables?"

"Three dollars."

"Less, buy more, and some spicy millet."

"The two dollars and five..."

She dealt with the farmers skillfully, and quickly negotiated a deal, and Joannis was squeezed out by a large bundle of vegetables and peppers.

But Gao Yiyu wanted to buy more than that. In front of the stall of the skilled bamboo craftsman, there was a faint smell of fresh bamboo.

Gao Yiyu didn't bargain, and bought a lot of bamboo baskets and bamboo baskets from the other party.The old stripper brought his grandson with him, and even took time to weave birds for him out of bamboo strips—probably because the sparrows nearby were not afraid of people, and they were picking fruits from street trees.

Bamboo craftsmen in the south have passed on the secret of shaping bamboo, weaving them with a bamboo knife in a superb way. Joannis was so fascinated by this, she was even pulled by Gao Yiyu and looked at it a few more times before following.

Pushing the bicycle, the two of them walked side by side. Like Joannis's, Gao Yiyu's place was also taken up by the bamboo baskets he bought.

But the marketers here don't mind one more person talking to himself, nor do they mind one more foreign language from nowhere.

"Parents, what did you buy these for?"

"It's in the studio, it's in our bellies and in our daily lives."

"Can't understand..."

"I just thought of it, so try it out. In any case, even if this investment fails... at least it can be digested by us."

Joannis looked back frequently, feeling a lot in her heart.It is a different mood from before at Wal-Mart, in front of high-rise buildings and modern technology.She tried to sum it up, and summed up that sentence as follows: "Although it is strange, this is the reality I am familiar with."

"It's also a reality I'm familiar with."

……

Pushing the bicycle, Gao Yiyu bought a lot of things on the way, so he walked for half an hour before returning to the abandoned factory.Fortunately, the road is not boring, after all, there are people to accompany.

Joannis would talk about the bazaars of her time, praise the craftsmen of their time, and of course, pout her lips when Gao Yiyu said, "It's probably lost or about to be lost."

In the end, she also understood that there is not only one kind of sauerkraut in the world, and found that Gao Yiyu didn't dislike vegetables, but really disliked bread...

"But your German sauerkraut is still alive and well. I ate it once and it was extremely unpalatable..."

"Hmph, boiled pork knuckle with sauerkraut, stewed pig intestines, and served with beer and rye bread. Except for the British, no one can say that it is not delicious."

Gao Yiyu took a serious look at her, this dignified, generous, surprisingly beautiful music master... What would it be like to pick up a pig's knuckle with his slender fingers playing the piano... Forget it, don't think about it.Because Gao Yiyu remembered that she could reproduce this scene... This is also her own life.

She added: "Sauerkraut is also a musical name with great significance in the field of avant-garde experiments."

"……what?"

"At that time, the progressive rock of Britain and the United States occupied the mainstream, but other European countries popped up, especially your German style, and there were many powerful bands. The British liked it very much, but they were full of contempt. Outside the U.K. and the U.S., it's called 'Kraut Rock'."

"Damn Brits...are so pathetic in art and food..." Joannes instinctively got angry, but then hurriedly asked, "I want to listen to sauerkraut rock!"

Pushing the bicycle full of goods, Gao Yiyu entered the dilapidated canteen.

She looked around and decided to get started.

"I'll listen to you when I get back." But before that, Gao Yiyu had to use these bamboo strips, vegetables, peppers, etc. to decorate the recording studio so that it could be used right away - instead of waiting half a year later.