Chapter 5 Section 4

The postponed selection meeting will be held in one hour. All the contestants will play again, but the music will be changed to Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata. There are unnecessary predictions and worries on the side. More media packed the concert site, but the well-known talent scout last time mustered up the courage to attend, after all, no one wants to miss what will happen next.It's just that this time the scout brought the best earplugs. If something goes wrong, he can immediately plug his ears to prevent the devil's whispers from taking advantage. The lottery was re-drawn, and Park Xuexin was drawn No. 14, the last one to take the stage.

After the 13 contestants played Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata one after another, Park Mi-shin, who performed outstandingly in the first selection competition, finally walked towards the piano on the stage with a sad look under the familiar spotlight. Park Mi-shin's shambling steps and straw-like hair surprised everyone in the audience. "No one can take away what I want, and what other people get is all I don't want... I gave it away..." Pu Meixin muttered, and she smirked. Sitting in front of the piano, Pu Meixin placed Beethoven's score on the piano, and looked ahead with a dull expression.

Park Meixin, who did not move at all, naturally aroused hundreds of people's discussions. Some people speculated that Park Mi-sim mourned the death of her friend so much that she was in a trance and unable to play normally. More people think that Park Mi-sim is just acting, trying to win the sympathy of the media and jump onto the national news pages in one fell swoop. "Number 14, Park Mi-shin, you can start playing." The judge reminded. But Pu Meixin didn't hear the judge's prompt, because she inserted the "three-second glue" into her ear an hour ago, and filled the entire ear canal with chemicals.Nine Physically speaking, Park Meixin is already deaf.

"Pu Meixin?...Pu Meixin?" The judge tapped the table with his palm and reminded again with a frown. Pu Meixin was like waking up from a big dream, staring at the music score in front of her eyes. That sheet music... When did it become the "cursed sheet music"?Whose prank is it? Pu Meixin wanted to scream, but couldn't. He wanted to stand up and escape, but the possibility of his feet being pulled off the ground was "taken away". This immobile appearance is not much different from Quan Xuexin's miserable state back then. It's just that today, Pu Meixin cleared up and "saw" the truth that others couldn't see.

"Director! What should I do? Do you want to go up and pull her off the stage?" The photographer was shocked. "Are you an idiot? Did you carry the camera on the first day?" The director clenched his teeth and said, "Shoot! Keep shooting! No matter what happens, keep shooting!" The cameras of the six TV companies on the scene all made the same decision-continue to shoot indifferently. Hundreds of listeners came to hear the news, and no one dared to take a step forward. Some even picked up their mobile phones or digital cameras and started filming the "spectacles" on the stage, praying that there must be terrible events to happen, so that there will be no surprises. The richness of this trip is empty.

In the turbulent auditorium, there were a few unusually calm faces, and they were just observing intently. They wore red sunglasses and black suits. The suit is a little bulging, because there are hidden secrets hidden under the black clothes. On the stage, Pu Meixin saw it. On the score of the curse, there is a "energy" of blue flame burning. The flame soon took on the shape of a "beast", showing its teeth and claws, and its posture was domineering. That's not a beast...it's...it's...a monster! The monster roared ferociously, and from the flames on its body, several "dead people" were burned out.

Some of the "dead" were unfamiliar faces that Park Mi-shin didn't know, but there were also high school classmates from Seoul who died strangely a few days ago, and her good sister Quan Xuexin who died tragically in front of everyone, all of them showed the attitude of death. Undoubtedly, those dead are all souls who died under the seven-day curse of this music score. "..." Pu Meixin was terrified, her whole body was controlled by the death-like soul. Some ghosts grabbed Pu Meixin's feet.Some ghosts tore open Park Meixin's jaw and pulled Park Meixin's tongue.Some souls strangled their necks.Some ghosts are pulling their hair.Some ghosts poked their eyes.

And Quan Xuexin's dead soul grabbed Pu Meixin's hands with another dead soul, and threw them heavily on the piano keys! The cyan flame monsters sprinted around the piano, and a terrifying performance manipulated by the ghosts was staged again. Under the control of the dead soul, Pu Meixin's fingers ruthlessly played the music that did not exist in the world on the curse score. The faster she played, the faster and more violently she played. The audience covered their ears and put on earplugs, but they couldn't stop the strange notes from resonating with their eardrums.After a few bars passed, Park Meixin's fingers made a strange cracking sound.

The nails cracked, and the slender bones exploded in an instant, piercing through the skin, dripping with blood. "I didn't see it with my own eyes, I couldn't believe it... This is simply too classic!" the director shouted. The souls of the dead continued to dismantle Piao Meixin's limbs and soul while playing violently, and Piao Meixin's fear became deeper and deeper. The faster the green flame monster ran around the piano, the fear seemed to be the purpose of this ceremony. fuelwood. Shuan Shou continued to beat the keys, but Pu Meixin's body bent into an abnormal arc, as if if it was bent a little more, the spine would split like a broken bow.The audience waited with bated breath for the absurd.

There was a terrible crackling sound, and the dead soul stopped suddenly just before Pu Meixin's spine burst. The horror music has been played, and only the last three "tones" remain. Pu Meixin, with broken arms, climbed onto the piano in a bizarre posture, and the incontinent urine was sprinkled all the way up, which made everyone amazed... knowing that the biggest tragedy was about to happen, but no one had any further plans Even the kindest student couldn't move the idea of ​​"rescue" for some reason. Standing on the piano, Pu Meixin looked left and right stiffly, as if an invisible hand deliberately pulled Pu Meixin's fragile neck, asking her to see the last scenery of the world - no one was willing to lend a helping hand The hunt for novelty is cruel.

"Meixin, the two of us are always connected together, even...the fate is the same." Quan Xuexin, who was bleeding from seven holes, whispered in Pu Meixin's closed and glued ear. The dead soul raised up its shattered hands, making Pu Meixin look like a scarecrow withered. Head to foot, jumping down like diving. bump! The audience exclaimed. The height of just one and a half meters is enough for Pu Meixin's head to hit the terrazzo floor exactly, making a huge impact sound.Learn to paint, and the red dance is sprayed on the stage. "My God..." The well-known scout's heart was pounding. Under the "support" of the dead soul, Pu Meixin once again climbed onto the blood-stained black piano. Put your hands up, put your head on your feet, and then slammed down again. boom! ... Pazi. The head was broken open, and the milky white brains splashed out like bean curd, and shot onto the judges' seats. Pu Meixin's eyes couldn't bear the intracranial pressure, her entire bulge exploded, and her tongue was thrown out. At this moment, some audience members couldn't bear to watch anymore, they tried their best to slap their limp legs and escaped, and the sound of vomiting kept coming and going.The atmosphere in the auditorium was extremely complicated, and everyone released very strong emotions. "There's one last note." Quan Xuexin, a dead soul covered in blood, climbed onto the piano again, carrying her best friend who was as angry as a silk. The cyan flaming monster started to sprint around the piano, and quietly crawled on the ground, ready to go. "Woo..." Pu Meixin retched in her throat. Leaning forward, he fell horribly. After the loud sound of her head smashing to the floor, Pu Meixin's Lingchi stave finally came to an end.