Shi Jia carried a guitar bag on his shoulder and rushed to the fourth floor of the College Student Activity Center. He stood in front of a door with a sign hanging on the door, which read: Cool Fire Band.

At this time, there were fierce quarrels coming from the door.

"I don't think anyone can replace Zhang Chao. I know he is sick, but can't we wait for him? I will rehearse after he recovers."

"Zhao Haoran, next week is the Apple Music Festival. If Zhang Chao is having a cold, we can certainly wait. The problem is that he is hospitalized now. Do you want us to practice guitar with him in the hospital?"

"Haha, okay, whatever you say, no matter who you are looking for, I, the lead singer, won't admit it. You don't wait for Zhang Chao, you can, I'll wait by myself, right?"

"Don't be too angry, Liu Yuchen is also considering our band."

"Think about the band...has anyone considered it for Zhang Chao!"

Shi Jia frowned. It was obviously not good to break in at this time. He had a plan. He first quietly walked to the other end of the corridor, and then walked slowly over. The soles of his shoes stepped on the marble floor, which attracted special attention in the quiet corridor.

The footsteps gradually reached the door and suddenly stopped. There was obviously someone in the door with sharp ears. He heard the footsteps coming, and said, "At this time, it should be Liu Yuchen's roommate who came here."

Shi Jia knocked on the door, "Dongdongdongdong."

"Please come in."

When they opened the door, there were two groups of people standing clearly in the room of about 20 square meters. On the left were two men and one woman, including Liu Yuchen, and on the right were tall and thin men with ponytails. They looked at Shi Jia, with curiosity, doubts and disdain in their eyes.

Shi Jia smiled slightly and said, "I will introduce myself first. My surname is Shi Jia, my name is Shi Jia, my name is Shi, and my name is Kalan. We will be together for a long time next, so please take care of me." He said the polite words on the scene very beautifully, as if he had not heard the quarrel in the original room.

Li Yiwei looked at Shi Jia with some curiosity.

Shi Jia's appearance is ordinary, neither the sword-browed eyes, starry eyes, tiger-back, bear-bear waist often described in film and television dramas, nor the domineering sideways that are impressed. If you really want to find an advantage in appearance, Li Yiwei thinks that this man's eyes are very beautiful and give people a very confident impression.

She had a good first impression of Shi Jia, so she took the lead and said, "Well, welcome. I am Li Yiwei, the main player of bass. Then this is He Yong, the band's drummer. As for the keyboard player, I don't need to introduce it... Yes, I remembered it, Liu Yuchen said you two are roommates."

Then she looked at the tall and thin man on the other side of the room and said openly: "His name is Zhao Haoran, the lead singer of our band, he is very capable."

Zhao Haoran nodded expressionlessly, looking quite cool in playing music, which was considered to be a greeting Shi Jia. He Yong was a little introverted, smiled at Shi Jia from a distance, and then sat on a chair and lowered his head to play with his cell phone.

If Shi Jia hadn't heard the quarrel between them outside the door, he would have been fooled by their seemingly kind appearance.

Liu Yuchen sighed, walked to Shi Jia, patted his shoulder, and said, "Welcome to join the Cool Fire Band." After that, he pretended to applaud, but he was the only one who applauded, which made the atmosphere in the room a little awkward.

Zhao Haoran suddenly spoke, "You can do some SOLO first, touch it, let us know a little bit, and how to rehearse at that time can be arranged."

Li Yiwei looked at Zhao Haoran in surprise. She thought that with his personality, she might do something impulsive, but she didn't expect that he would mention rehearsal first.

She said to Shi Jia, "That... Shi Jia, do you need a speaker?"

Shi Jia shook his head, took out the borrowed acoustic guitar from his bag, put his fingers on the strings, and swept a few notes.

Seeing Shi Jia's hand shape and force point, Zhao Haoran frowned. He did not agree with attracting foreign players. In order to avoid conflicts between the players, he reluctantly agreed. But unexpectedly, Liu Yuchen actually brought such a rookie.

Li Yiwei's expression is also not very good-looking. As a band's guitarist, Zhang Chao is one of the best in the range of Yunhai University in terms of his level and skills.

As the candidate to temporarily replace Zhang Chao, Shi Jia, even though her expectations were not high, the situation in front of her still made Li Yiwei unable to help but cover her forehead helplessly.

She glanced at Liu Yuchen, and Liu Yuchen didn't say anything. His idea was very simple. Anyway, he was just a dead horse, so it would be nice to be able to attract people.

But, but...

Liu Yuchen wished he could shout to Shi Jia loudly: Brother, can you stop making trouble? How could you play the little star?

"Flash and shine, the sky is full of small stars..."

Although he didn't sing it, when he heard the familiar melody, the expressions of the people present were a little strange, especially Liu Yuchen. He was really angry and annoyed, and he regretted pulling Shi Jia, a weird guy here. At the same time, Shi Jia was not afraid of embarrassing, he was still afraid!

Zhao Haoran hugged his hands in front of his chest and suddenly sneered. He glanced at Liu Yuchen meaningfully, and finally put his eyes on Shi Jia again, saying calmly: "Apple Music Festival is not a house. This classmate, if your level is like this, please give us a high hand and put our band together. Or, play something interesting."

"I heard Shi Jia play it very well... Uh, the sound is quite accurate."

Li Yiwei didn't want Shi Jia to be too embarrassed, so she tried to help him. After thinking for a long time, she could tell such a funny advantage. Because judging from Shi Jia's exertion technique, he was a real rookie and was not enough to perform on stage.

He Yong was listening to headphones, but he suddenly interjected in a muffled voice: "The music is a good song, but it's useless. This kind of thing that everyone knows is not good at all."

When Shi Jia heard this, he stopped and looked up at them. If it were him, he would inevitably feel nervous when facing the doubts of the crowd. After all, he knew that his guitar strength was limited to playing some very simple scores, and even changing chords often made mistakes.

And now, this is not the case.

The reason why he played a little star was that he tried to find some touch, and the other was that he was exploring the so-called "absolute control" ability!

Just like a computer chip control device, under the action of precise instructions, there is no possibility of any error. Absolute control means to consume energy in the energy tank to increase Shi Jia's brain's control over the body.

The cutting feeling between the strings and fingertips was magnified countless times. He could even distinguish the nuances of each spiral pattern on the strings. The air flow in the air felt extremely clear on the skin. After rigorous calculations in his brain, he knew the source and where each air flow around him.

The heart beats vigorously, the blood rushes through the blood vessels, and any muscle, even the slightest tremor, is under his control. It is impossible to control the closure of every pore, and he can easily accomplish it.

The fingers tapped the guitar board, and the vibration of the board produced infrasound waves. The contact between the sound waves and the body once again had a faint impact. Relying on this slight sensation, Shi Jia could even outline every complex texture on the guitar in his brain.

In other words, he is now a terriblely rigorous performance machine.

Shi Jia couldn't explain the feeling in his heart. The guitar skills he had been pursuing had become so easy to obtain. His efforts seemed so worthless at this moment.

He chuckled and thought to himself that he was too pretentious. He half-sitted on a high chair, slightly lowered his head to stare at the acoustic guitar in his hand, swiping his fingertips.

"Most people want me to learn to see the worldly vision... I have learned the worldly vision seriously, and the worldly vision is until dawn..."

Who can live without caring about the outside world's evaluation vision, use intuition and original intention to live freely without being bound by the world, like Li Ronghao's poem "Li Bai"?

As Shi Jia played and sang, everyone in the room was attracted by his singing. Although there was no rendering of the effector and the complete accompaniment was lacking, this acoustic guitar had a magical power in his hands.

He Yong's eyes suddenly lit up, and he put his headphones back into his pocket, focusing all his attention in this song, his arms pounding to the rhythm of the music, as if looking for the drum beats in this song.

Liu Yuchen and Zhao Haoran were more shocked.

Liu Yuchen suddenly realized that he had never really known this roommate.

Zhao Haoran could no longer speak. He suddenly felt like a clown, jumping up and down in front of this master. He couldn't even raise any desire to compete with him, because the gap between the two was too big.

"If I can start over, I will choose Li Bai, and my creations can be so high-end and admired by so many people..."

Because of the lack of corresponding music theory knowledge, even if he can completely control his body, his voice is not so perfect, but against the backdrop of his superb performance, these shortcomings are covered up.
Chapter completed!