I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon Chapter 500 - The Attitude of an Artist

Chapter 500: The Att.i.tude of an Artist

No!

He still had his head down!

Lu Fei’er’s nerves tensed up when she saw an extremely strange scene!

Young Master Ling still had his head down, looking at his phone.

But at the same time, he also raised his head and looked at her.

He was playing with his phone with his head down!

And when he raised his head, he looked at her coldly.

The two of him suddenly existed at the same time.

It was as if the two timelines of him overlapped at this moment.

When he raised his head, the expression on his face was extremely arrogant.

He was like a king sitting on a chariot.

He was also like a divine lord lying high in the clouds.

As he stared at Lu Fei’er, he revealed a smile with an unknown meaning.

This smile made her hair stand on end. She trembled in fear, but she couldn’t help but feel close to him.

It was like…

Some kind of encouragement!

Yes!

It was an encouragement!

“Was he encouraging me? But why was I still afraid?”

Lu Fei’er couldn’t figure it out!

She didn’t dare to figure it out either!

Her instincts told her not to think about it.

The psionic power in her body was also quietly moving in a certain rhythm.

Ding Ding Ding..

It was..

Gong Shang Jiao Zhiyu.

It was just another form of rhythm.

But in essence, it was still a scale.

Feeling this rhythm, Lu Fei’er couldn’t help but Hum in her heart.

Actually…

She could really hum it.

This rhythm was quite nice to listen to!

It seemed that as long as the lyrics were added, it would be a wonderful song!

At this moment, a soft hum appeared by her ear.

“If evil is a gorgeous and cruel movement..

“I will write its ending with my own hands!”

That was it!

That was the lyrics!

Lu Fei’er swallowed her saliva and looked at young master Ling, who had his head lowered.

He was humming softly.

Even though his tone was not perfect, even though not a single word was on the tune, even though it sounded a little harsh.

But that was the lyrics!

That was the rhythm!

“The light of dawn, the last trace of sadness dried by the wind…”

“The black ink, stained with peace…”

Listening to the soft humming, Lu Fei’er took a deep breath. She knew that this was the reason for the encouragement.

The ladder had already been sent up.

It depended on whether she could seize the opportunity to follow the ladder down.

Thus, she carefully adjusted her tone and used the gentlest tone she thought she had and asked, “Young master… what song are you singing?”

As she inquired, she tried her best to put on a curious expression.

Her eyes blinked like a curious little baby asking the adults some innocent questions.

Young Master Ling seemed to be a little surprised.

He raised his head and looked at himself with an innocent expression. “What are you referring to?”

“Did I just sing it?”

He shook his head. “I don’t know… Maybe it’s an old song I’ve heard before…”

“It’s pretty good!”

This was the truth!

Ling Ping’an’s memory was very poor.

But at the same time, he seemed to have an excellent memory.

Many things could even be memorized.

That was why he could still live like a normal person as a face-blind patient.

Otherwise…

Even socializing was difficult!

Therefore, he had been selectively remembering and forgetting many things.

The important ones were remembered, and the unimportant ones were forgotten.

Thus, he could get rid of his worries and live a happy life.

However, how could Lu Fei’er believe it?

She recalled the rhythm in the bottom of her heart.

Gong Shang Jiao Zhiyu was moving with an indescribable rhythm.

He was composing a piece of music that was ear-piercing, sharp, terrifying, yet pleasant to the ears.

There was a mysterious strength in this piece of music!

Ordinary people could not detect it, nor did they know how to use it.

In spite of that, as long as one grasped the correct method, one could extract the strength from the seal.

Once the song was played, it might be like a high mountain flowing water, and the sound of the zither was indistinct. It would cause the enemy’s heart to break and tear apart.

It was the kind of song that literally meant it!

Killing someone thousands of miles away and taking the enemy’s head in their lair.

But now was not the time to study this strange song in detail.

Lu Fei’er was aware that she should take advantage of the time when she had ‘encouragement’ to talk more with this young master ling.

Perhaps, as she spoke, she would have her own opportunities!

Hence, she laughed. “It’s really nice!”

She hummed softly.

Following the rhythm in her heart, she used the Orthodox Academy style of humming.

In a gentle manner, she hummed the tune.

It was a very melodious humming.

It was like a lark singing, or a swan humming in the center of the stage.

Upon hearing her humming, countless people closed their eyes and praised, “Ah, that’s wonderful!”

“It’s too melodious!”

“As expected of the empire’s singer! The youngest national team artist!”

Humming, Lu Fei’er began to sing.

“If Evil is a magnificent and cruel movement, I will write its ending with my own hands

“The light of the dawn dries the last trace of sadness

“The black ink is stained with serenity!”

Her singing voice was like an elf singing in the secret land of the Sky Valley.

It also sounded like the fairy in the mountains singing a soul-stirring tune in the depths of the forest.

However, listening to it, many people were intoxicated.

“The imperial singer is the imperial singer!”

“This voice… This singing voice… This singing technique… is completely on the level of a Palace!”

And they finally understood.

The way they looked at that young man also changed.

“So that’s how it is…”

“That young man is probably a genius musician of the present age!”

“Just like Mr. Mozart who immigrated from land of Qin during the time of Gao Zong, a young and promising musician!”

During the hundred-year war, Emperor Gao Zong personally led and introduced the ‘Parasol Tree Plan’.

He personally acted as the team leader and leader, bringing in a large number of talents from all walks of life from land of Qin and the world.

As long as they were talents, regardless of which aspect, they would all be given the green light.

Any conditions were easy to negotiate!

Thus, a large number of talents poured in, indirectly contributing to the golden years of the Gaozong era.

At that time, the talents from the metropolitan territory and overseas encountered one another, allowing the fusion all kinds of ideas, culture, and arts.

And the genius musician Mozart from land of Qin had injected a very vibrant blood into the music industry of the Empire at that time and later.

The music industry of the Federal Empire was greatly influenced by Grand Secretary Mozart.

The Qin and Lu musical instruments such as the violin and cello were also highly refined because of this.

And now…

It was likely that sister Fei’er was here especially because she knew of this young man’s ability.

The various unruliness and unruliness of that young man had a reasonable explanation.

He was an artist after all.

What kind of artist would he be if he wasn’t arrogant and arrogant?

People who engaged in arts were all like this.

The more talented one was, the more arrogant one would be. The more arrogant one would be, the more talented one would be.

This was how things worked!

Back then, there was an incident when Mr. Hong Li and his good friend Cao Xueqin were writing the dream of the Red Chamber.

When Taizong sent people to urge him to update, Mr. Hong Li raised his eyebrows and handed the pen to the messenger. “Come. I’ll give you the pen. You write it!”

Upon hearing that, Taizong did not dare to urge him to update anymore.