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If Deng hadn't truly trusted him, this lie would have been immediately exposed.

"This is the sheet music. I'm returning it to Xiaodeng now. Remember to keep it safe."

"Maybe in the future, when we're all old ladies, we can still hold this sheet music and reminisce about the wonderful stories of our youth, right?"

The beautiful story is actually a tale of a group of women who subtly hurt each other.

Xiaodeng lending him the sheet music...it definitely wasn't because she still considered herself Xiangzi...she must have had other ideas.

The lamp really can't tell me apart from Xiangzi.

That stupid little fish.

Ningzi tentatively replied that the lamp did not notice anything amiss; she simply looked at the sheet music and then placed it on top of the pile of stones on the table.

"Become an old lady? Doesn't that mean a lifetime?"

"Yes, a lifetime... We have a long lifetime ahead of us, so let's not think about these trivial things anymore."

I will absolutely not allow you to die before you are eighty years old. If you dare to die before me, I will…

Toyokawa Ningko maintained a bright smile, and judging from her expression alone, you would definitely think she was in a great mood.

[If you dare to die before me, even if you become a ghost, are reincarnated, are reborn, are reborn through the cycle of reincarnation, or even become a Buddha, I will not let you go...]

Ningzi glanced at the lamp again, and only after confirming that the other person really had no doubts about the sheet music did she return to her seat.

Yes, Ningzi, you don't need to worry, there's absolutely no problem with the sheet music.

You've meticulously replicated even the creases, dried water stains, and tiny cracks in the sheet music, making it a perfect 1:1 replica. With this level of care and attention, your mistake will absolutely not be exposed!

Just like…

The teacher came in. Ningzi and Xiangzi were a little late today, you could even say they arrived right on time.

Hmm, it's not because Ningzi overslept! Absolutely not.

Ningzi took out a notebook from her small bag.

Just like... the lamp couldn't figure out who was the real person in her memory, herself or Xiangzi.

The fingers naturally slid from the back of the lamp to the back of the neck, and finally wandered from the roots of the victim's hair to the center of the hair.

Ningzi's skills in manipulating lamps are becoming increasingly sophisticated; perhaps one day she should apply for a world record.

[The world's most skilled Maya player with Takamatsu lamps]

After class started, although the light blocked her view so much that Ningzi couldn't see what the light was doing.

However, Ningzi had the illusion that the lamp was currently looking at the sheet music for "Spring Shadow".

Is it because I care too much that I keep focusing on my delusions?

However, it's not impossible!

Ningzi carefully took out her phone and turned on the lamp's profile picture.

The probing continues and will not truly stop.

[Neko: Tomorin, this class is so boring, shall we skip it together?]

Start with a topic that the other person absolutely cannot agree to; this will make the rest of the conversation seem reasonable and tactful.

This is Toyokawa Ningko's way of speaking.

The teacher in front of him paused in his teaching, and the movement of his elbow indicated that he was also busy with something else.

Is he replying to my message?

Yes, yes.

[tomorin: Huh? You can't skip school... Xiaoning, are you in a bad mood right now? Is something bothering you again?]

Yes, she was indeed replying to my message.

I just hope I don't keep looking at the sheet music anymore; constantly looking at it makes me feel really guilty.

Ningzi chatted casually for a couple more minutes before ending her conversation with Gao Songdeng about skipping school.

Opening the notebook, on the page after yesterday's treacherous collectible, Ningzi had tucked the real sheet music between the pages.

It seems the world can no longer accept you.

Now you either need to confess everything and apologize to Xiaodeng.

Or...

Ningzi remembered the role-playing games she had played with her reflection in the mirror.

Don't look back, just keep moving forward.

That's it! I'll destroy the original sheet music so that the lamp can only ever express its emotions towards the fake one.

To completely replace the real sheet music with the fake one, all I need now is…

Toyokawa Ningko turned her head to look at the red-haired man beside her.

Once something is truly gone, the fake will become real.

Red Hair looked ahead with a chill, and finally, out of sheer fear, he stiffly looked at Ningzi.

"What's wrong now?"

"Hey classmate, can I borrow your scissors again? I need them urgently... and I also need some tape."

"Okay!!!"

The girl's eyes were filled with fear.

Ch81. Toyokawa, Frankenstein, Ningzi

It's those scissors again.

Suitable for cutting off the umbilical cord between yourself and the lamp.

Black handle with red interior, the head remains sharp.

Okay, evil color scheme, you may have been born to destroy... Oh, you were indeed born to do that.

You wicked seed.

The scissors gently sliced ​​across the body of the old musical score, from one corner to another, from the title to the final note…

Cut it off, cut it badly, cut it to death.

Ningzi quickly used this naughty boy to cut the sheet music of "Spring Shadows," which carried Xiangzi and Deng's beautiful memories of the past, into brilliant pieces of trash.

It's broken, Xiao Xiang! It's broken, Xiao Deng!

All the little things you've shared will be destroyed by me, just like this musical score!

Your beauty has vanished forever; all that will be found in the future is a pathetic imitation made by a wicked and malicious person.

Ningzi smiled with relief. She held her head in her hands, and the scissors that had slipped from her grasp lay quietly on the corpse of the dead sheet music, overflowing with the brilliance of humanity.

"This feeling is wonderful."

A smile gathered at the corners of her mouth, and Ningzi secretly returned the scissors to her in a corner where the teacher couldn't see her.

Little Red Hair, your expression is still one of fear.

Ningzi realized that she really liked the little red-haired passerby next door.

By simply making threatening expressions, you can scare the other person into turning into all sorts of memes.

Ningzi gathered up the pile of sheet music fragments on the table and pondered how to deal with this junk.

The notes on the sheet music tore apart as the paper shattered, becoming two or three crammed onto a single fragment.

It's like being a homeless child.

Ningzi idly pieced together several fragments randomly, like Frankenstein building his monster.

"Um…"

What do these musical notes actually represent...?

Although Ningzi is a pianist, she is just the most rudimentary of the amateurs.

She may have performed exceptionally well, but she genuinely knew absolutely nothing about music theory.

When she was hand-drawing the sheet music yesterday, she knew that there was a sound hidden behind those crooked little tadpoles.

What's strange is that these are quite different from what I've seen before, like "Playing with Piano Bells (General Version)"...

I can only understand the sheet music for "Playing with the Sea" and "Spring Shadow" that the younger female students brought me in the rehearsal room last time. I really can't understand them.

She hadn't had time to study it in detail before, but now... she had plenty of time.

Ningzi pretended to be taking notes seriously, giving the teacher the illusion that she was indeed listening to the lecture.

Then, Ningzi's next disguise was her body language.

When the teacher gets to the key points, Ningzi will nod her head in agreement, and even open her mouth in surprise, seemingly awestruck by the greatness of the teacher's explanation.

What defines a veteran actor? This is a veteran actor.

Teachers often judge whether a student is doing something wrong by paying attention to which students are secretly watching them.

Human beings' urge to steal is strongest when doing bad things, and it is only natural to subconsciously glance at those with supervisory power.

When Ningzi was halfway through the class and was completely sure that her disguise was thorough enough, she took out her phone and quickly typed something in a corner where the teacher couldn't see her.

[Basic Piano Music Theory]

"This is it. Let me look into it first, then I'll go check out my sister and Deng's 'Spring Shadow.' If it's really interesting, I could even use the 'Spring Shadow's' remains to create another song..."

Although I didn't understand, when the piano turned into a piano lamp, I pressed on the part of the piano lamp and made the other person make a panting sound just like the melody of Haruhi Kage...

That's so interesting! Once I learn how to do it, I'll definitely play it a lot.

Ningzi quickly went through the music theory, focusing instead on understanding the meaning of the musical notes her sister had written.

After quickly memorizing the general idea, she opened the search bar and continued searching:

[Haruhi Shadow, live]

Ningzi clearly remembers that last year her sister and her bandmates went to perform.

Therefore, although Xiangzi rarely talks about the performance content in detail, Spring Shadow must have been performed and recorded.

Oh, Internet of Everything, carrying countless pieces of knowledge, please send me the performance of Haruhi Kage.

The page redirected, and Ningzi clicked on a video posted by an account called Crychic. Under the cover of the teacher's loud voice, Ningzi listened carefully.

Hmm... Thank you, math teacher. Your voice was very nice and helpful. Although it didn't help me remember the key points, it provided me with a great cover.

"It's alright, but it doesn't sound as good as a piano lamp or a piano bell."

Ningzi's piano playing was as excellent as ever. She never thought that her own haphazard playing could compare to her sister's.

He was just a crazy person who stumbled upon this by accident. Hailing's so-called praise was nothing more than an appreciation of Ningzi's inexplicable performance.

Hailing's praise was by no means a compliment to Ningzi's professionalism, a fact Ningzi was well aware of.

The fact that my music sounds good is just a coincidence.

Ningzi was well aware of this.

In fact, music theory knowledge was of no use to Ningzi, since the piano she saw and heard was different from everyone else's.

However, in order to understand Kasuga Kage, I must learn these things myself.

It feels like I'm learning magic from someone who's doing science and technology tests.

I don't need it, but I just want to learn.

"I've almost finished understanding it, and I also understand what sound each note corresponds to."

Ningzi put down her phone and picked up the sheet music fragments again.

"Let me think, is the middle register do in this area?"

"Then this area is the one behind him."

Based on the score that she had drawn countless times in her mind yesterday, Ningzi copied the score of "Haruhi Kage" into her notebook again.

Okay, okay, I recognize them all now... I can even hear the sounds while looking at the sheet music... Am I really a genius?