At eight o''clock in the morning, Tongsheng and Ma, who were doing morning exercises, watched the bleary eyed Beichuan shaxuli appear in the corridor outside the dojo.


    "Beichuan, do you need nantiao''s car to take you to school?" Ask the horse.


    Beichuan shaxuli glanced at Ma: "it doesn''t bother you. I''ll wear this dress to go to school before I change my school uniform. I''ll learn to drive the teaching director crazy."


    "Then take you home and change your clothes?" And the horse asked again.


    "Are you an idiot? This situation, of course, is to skip the morning class. I''ll wait until the morning rush hour is over, then take the tram home, change my clothes, and then go to class leisurely. "


    And Ma: "it''s not good to skip class."


    "I want you to take care of it."


    "Well, I don''t care. I improvised a theme for an yesang''s film yesterday. Come and help me compose the next song. "


    "Why should I help you arrange music!" Beichuan shaxuli shouted impatiently, "climb!"


    Then she went to the bathroom.


    He scratched his head with Ma. He thought that the dead and arrogant girl in shaxuli, Beichuan, would come over to compose music while scolding and become a special arranger for he ma. Unexpectedly, this move didn''t work.


    It seems that the popularity is not enough.


    It doesn''t matter with Ma. Anyway, professional sound supervisors and arrangers will come to him. He just needs to direct these people to create the music in his impression.


    At this time, the idea with Ma was to finish the life and death battle with the cyberpunk swordsman whose name had not been determined, retire from the Jianghu and concentrate on moving towards the throne of police director.


    So he didn''t think about learning composition by himself. Anyway, it would be over after he finished it.


    In the future, learn a foot eight, be artful and brush buff part-time.


    While thinking, he ma continued to wield his sword - this kind of basic training can''t be lost. He ma suspected that if he didn''t do basic training, his Kendo level experience would be lost.


    He didn''t want to wait for his experience before he began to feel distressed.


    At this time, nantiao baonaimei came to Kendo field and smiled at he Ma: "I haven''t done morning exercises with you for a long time. Let me come."


    "Yes, welcome." And the horse laughed.


    **


    At ten in the morning, Sakura Gate police inspection hall headquarters building.


    The headquarters of the special search for the serial killings in Kanda is holding a plenary search meeting.


    The meeting used the ladder conference room used for the press conference. The central Urumqi was full of people.


    On the rostrum, a row of senior officials of the police station were sitting. The police station Kato presided over the meeting. The gold watch on his wrist can be seen clearly even off the stage.


    There are three high-level officials wearing gold watches on the podium, and the only one without gold watches sits on the edge.


    "Let''s go." Kato motioned to the acting head of the first division of the police department who presided over the meeting.


    So the meeting began, and the search teams took turns to report yesterday''s situation.


    Because he was in charge of the on-site investigation of the latest victim, "should I learn to sail on land?" Ask the horse.


    "It''s OK to have a bad dog."


    Yuzao of Shengong Temple responded to the stem thrown by the horse. Suddenly she remembered that she had just said she was a canine, so she gave a "Wang".


    And Ma are surprised that you sold Meng at such a time?


    Look at the occasion! Aren''t the Japanese the most air literate?


    At this time, the temple cleared its throat and winked at the horse.


    He ma looked at the drummer still playing with the eyes of the temple and understood the meaning of the temple.


    In fact, he has a similar idea: I''m afraid the drummer loves music very much when he plays so much to me.


    The bassist just said that people who love music will be guided by the relatives of the God of music.


    The drummer seems to be easily guided.


    And the horse went to the drummer.


    The drummer did not look at the horse at all, and continued to play drums in my. In this stuffy air space, the excited drum sound was a little out of place.


    And the horse stood in front of the drum and asked loudly, "can I ask you a question?"


    The drummer raised his eyes and looked at the horse. Without answering, he continued to play the drum.


    It seems that playing drums is the only meaning of his life.


    But to be honest, he ma always felt that this man lacked something in the drum.


    Although the drums are very dense and powerful, he ma can''t feel the surging vitality he felt from the drums when watching the movie "burst drummer".


    Is it because the plot of the film has a supportive effect on the male drum?


    He ma recalled what bassist had just said: the relatives of the God of music will guide those who love music - does this mean that people who sell such things will take those who encounter bottlenecks in music and are eager to break through as goals?


    It''s possible.


    And the horse decided to gamble, so he said contemptuously, "your drum... Listen, there is no soul."


    The drummer stopped and looked straight at the and horse, his eyes full of anger“ Who are you? " He asked. He Ma: "I''m Tong Sheng and Ma, a musician. A super awesome musician. " Although he and ma have decided to wash their hands after finishing their animation, there is no problem now to take the title of musician and get information. Anyway, this cow is not played by Tongsheng and Ma himself, but by others, or in professional music magazines. The drummer sneered: "does a person who writes decadent music dare to call himself a musician?"“ But the decadent music I wrote has been widely sung. Now in the late night music program, someone calls every day to point the star. You don''t think I did it all myself? " He Ma also sneered at the drummer: "and you are still playing drums here, and no one is listening." The drummer threw the drumstick and stood up as if to beat the horse. Bass rushed over and stopped him: "no! You can''t beat him! The lead singer and guitarist are still lying unconscious on the ground! " And Ma continued to sneer, and tried to make a crooked mouth. Then he pointed to yuzao in the temple beside him: "my friend, I have some experience in playing drums. Why don''t you let her show you?" The drummer looked at yuzao in the temple with hostility: "she? Hum! " Yuzao in the Shengong Temple looked at he Ma with an embarrassed face: "I play Taigu very well. I haven''t played drums." And Ma: "it''s all drums, you can!"“ Well, I''ll try. Let me explain first, because it''s the first time to play, it may only be a little better than him. " The temple said. And horse: nice mockery! The drummer was so hostile that he gave up his position and made an invitation to yuzao in the temple. Yuzao of Shengong Temple calmly took off her schoolbag and handed it to he ma. She wound behind the drum, took the drumstick handed by the drummer, and then sat down“ Let me see. What''s this pedal for? " She turned to ask the drummer. And the horse looked at her expression and thought she wouldn''t really play drums for the first time? Feeling, she''s excited? At this moment, yuzao''s expression in the temple looked like a little boy who got a new toy. The drummer did not answer the question of the temple, but stared at her with hostility. So the temple stepped on the pedal and tried, and the big drum at the bottom of the drum set made a strong sound“ Oh, I see. " The temple changed a pedal, so one of the cymbals was fired“ Oh, oh! " The Shengong temple is happier. After trying the pedal, start experimenting with the timbre of each drum one by one with a drum stick. The drummer was finally impatient: "stop playing! Fight if you can! If you can''t fight, get up! "“ I did use this for the first time. I didn''t play you. But this kind of thing, as long as you have enough experience in playing percussion instruments, it won''t be difficult to learn. I''ve even played chimes and fous. " Frown with the horse and think, NIMA, have you ever played Fou? Is it the fou that King Qin beat for King Zhao? At the same time, he managed to stabilize the bamboo knives with the horse, so that the drummer could make complaints about what he did because he was too angry. After all, Shengong temple is the weakest girl in the Taoist temple. Finally, yuzao of Shengong Temple finished trying all the drums and cymbals. She put down the drum stick and began to roll up her sleeves: "I totally understand! Look at me! "