“Bang!”
“Why can’t I play it well?”
“Bang!”
"You didn't play it seriously at all!"
“Bang!”
"You keep making stupid mistakes so many times! Can you use your brain?"
“Bang!”
The music score fell to the ground, and blood dripped through the paper. He forgot what his posture and expression were at the time, and only remembered the endless pain and the blood dripping down.
"——Why can't you play it well after playing it so many times? You are wasting your talent, do you know that? You have made mom lose face!"
"——You eat and use things from home, is this how you repay mom? When neighbors ask, 'Wang'an, how is your child doing with piano lessons?', do you want me to lie? I gave birth to a child who can't play the piano at all! With your condition, mom can't even show you off!"
"——Some children are already performing on stage at the age of six or seven——Or is it because you don't work hard enough, waste too much time in school, and stay up so late doing homework!"
"——Are those questions that difficult? Your squad leader is much smarter than you. How could I have given birth to a mediocre person like you... You stay at home bored every day and don't even think about socializing with others. How are you going to find a good job in the future? Which position would want you..."
It has always been like this.
It was just a matter of playing a few wrong notes, but under her anger, it quickly extended to his academic performance, then to his temperament and character, and further to his life, future, and prospects. Then she brought out all the trivial things in the past to scold him, as if he became worthless and could not do anything well if he played a few wrong notes.
When she started to curse, he said everything was in vain: "talking back", "unfilial", "making her mother mad to death".
Even if he tried to reason with her, she would cover it up with anger, and then scold him, "It seems you don't know you are wrong yet", "You are so rebellious now, what are you going to do in the future", "Mom is doing this for your own good, why don't you know how to be grateful"...
Then, there was only silence and blood.
He knew she had a mental illness, so he seldom argued back, but there were always frictions. Even if he just didn't wash the dishes properly, he would be pointed at and scolded for half an hour.
Only his father would protect him. But his father was rarely at home, and when she was unhappy, everything he did was wrong.
"...Is your world game going to go bankrupt? Are you going to auction off all the garbage?" He looked at the music score, feeling neither sad nor angry, as if he no longer felt the pain.
The room was silent.
…
"——It's Su Mingan's track-setting device! Everyone, hurry up!" someone shouted.
"150 points!"
"200 points! Hehe, hehe, Su Mingan... I want to draw Su Mingan..."
It turns out that most people don't care about the story behind this piece of music. All they see is the dazzling and powerful Su Mingan now. As for his past, it can only be used as a diversion.
"220 points!"
Even the players at the top of the list joined in the bidding, and were even more enthusiastic than the one for the dress.
——So what if I’m a level two god? I’m not as good as Su Mingan.
As long as you draw Su Mingan, no matter if it’s a second-level god or a first-level god, won’t they follow you obediently?
"270 points!" Burris shouted.
Angel next to him looked at Boris compassionately: "If this is your acting, then I really admire you. Sir, I will recite a eulogy for you, and wish that your soul will soon cross over to the other side, and don't believe in Su Ming'an in the next life..."
…
In these short five minutes, Su Mingan witnessed the players' enthusiasm for him.
Zhao Yuan, who seemed uninterested in him, raised the price by 200 points on his own.
Alande, Yi Song, Joey and others who had no contact with him at all were actually the most aggressive bidders.
There were also many players at the top of the list whose names he couldn't even remember, and their eyes were shining with light.
“600 points!!”
The highest price of the night soon appeared, from photographer Zhao Yuan from Bangba. There was a clear greed in her eyes, as if the person on the stage was not a piece of music sheet, but a living person.
The gold-level equipment Noah's Chain only costs 600 points. How could this music score have such a high price?
“620 points!”
The final bidder was... Burris.
This guy actually has so many points...I don't know how long he has been hoarding them.
…
【Auction·Pre-list chat channel】
[Demon King: Boris, stop, the pool is full of Edward. ]
[Psychological and Emotional Doctor: This must be what faith is... It is really touching. It seems that my skills are still insufficient and I still need to learn from the first player.]
[Photographer: Stop it, Boris. What do you want this music sheet for? My camera works best with the music sheet.]
[Her Dorayaki: I don't believe that you can't see the value of this music score. As long as you have this music score, whether it is the previous "Overlapping Track Setting Tool" or "Boss Rabbit Track Setting Tool", it will be easy to get it. ]
[Photographer: Why did you say that? I was hoping they would be dumber.]
【Lü Shu: Don’t take pictures.】
[Time Controller: Is the organizer really going to go bankrupt? They took out three pieces of garbage to sell. Is the world game going to collapse in the eleventh world? Since the overlapping shadow of the tenth world can interfere with the organizer, can the first-level god of the eleventh world also help us? ]
[Lolita: That Dieying is still picking up trash every day. What's wrong with trash? Why do you look down on trash? ]
[Taihuashan Red Butterfly: Why are you all speaking anonymously? Do you dare to use your real name? ]
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