After the performance of the song, Midou made a standard slip-on movement, which was very similar to a performer.

Ruan Duo, who was watching human performances on the spot for the first time, instinctively applauded.

"Great!" said Ruan Duo, "What are you doing on earth?"

"What did that?"

"It's all about creating music with human hands?" Ruan Duo reorganized the language.

Seeing that Ruan Duo wanted to know about this, Midou was naturally willing to popularize these common sense.

"My performance just now is precisely a performance. This song was created by someone else. This person is called Tchaikovsky. Over the past 200 years, countless performers have played this song and given it life again. Of course, this performance process can also be called creation." This is the first time Midou has had the opportunity to explain his point of view in front of others, so he is naturally quite satisfied.

Especially when he saw Ruan Duo's eyes thirsty for knowledge, he had an impulse to tell her everything he knew.

Ruan Duo seemed to understand but she organized the language again and said, "Actually, the point of my opinion is to rely on human hands rather than creation."

"emmmmm..." Midou was a little embarrassed, and she always had this wrong idea. If it was on earth, the general way of doing it would be to continue to pretend to listen. Here, Ruan Duo exposed it directly and would not leave any affection.

If you have a wrong idea, you are wasting the other party’s time.

It is pointed out that it is for more efficient communication.

This is the basic cognitive logic of the world people with technology first 2070.

Ruan Duo continued: "I really want to know what motivated you to do this? Is it because you are behind?"

Midou was a little embarrassed, but his face was still hot. When he heard Ruan Duo say this, he suddenly got better, as if the heat of summer was suddenly melted by a great ice cream.

He cheered up again.

The reason why this happened was not because Ruan Duo's words made him think of Alaidi.

That’s right, it was Alaidi’s trust and entrustment, which made Midou always remind herself what the purpose of coming here is.

Although this is a level-breaking game without scripts, everything can only be judged by yourself, so he should focus more efficiently.

Ruan Duo's words reminded him that it triggered his "purpose".

"Of course not. You said that, but reminded me," Midou said with a serene expression. "If possible, I really want to invite you to our earth as a guest. Only when you see our lives with your own eyes can you have an accurate comparison. Although you are indeed very powerful, you may not know it yourself. Anyway, I feel that you are a little cold, this cold, a little close to the machine."

Ruan Duo was stunned. She had never thought that there would be such a saying to evaluate their lives and their world.

"My father said that music is the sound to heaven and the highest art form. This is why I can practice hard. Whenever I play, I can feel that the person who created this song has his emotions revived from my fingertips at this moment and leveraged my hand to pass on to more people, if I have an audience," Midou said again.

Ruan Duo blinked and carefully savored Midou's words. At this moment, she had only one thought in her mind. This person was angry. He was trying to maintain his dignity. He was indeed different from others and could not belittle his efforts. However, this seemed to be really unnecessary, right?

"Okay, then let me put it another way. Do you think your performance is different from the performances coming from the equipment?" Ruan Duo said, "If the audio conditions are fidelity enough and restored enough."

"Then I'm going to ask yourself, why did you feel so excited after listening to my performance?" Midou showed a sly smile.

There is a bad feeling.

Ruan Duo saw that it was a little messy. Why did the people on earth convey their emotions? Really, this is obviously disturbing people!

"I'm a little confused now, I'm messing with you, wait a moment." Ruan Duo reached out to stop him and tried to reorganize the language again. He took a lot of effort and said, "Okay, okay, maybe it's so strange that I'm rare. Let me change it. If one day, your earth will be like us, and technology can handle all this, and you don't need to play it yourself, will you be so happy that you fly up?"

"Why should I fly?" Midou asked back.

"Tsk!" Ruan Duo sighed and explained patiently: "Isn't it good to save time for playing? Do you practice repetitive things every day and don't you feel boring and boring, and... helpless?"

"Originally, I have the idea of ​​being lazy occasionally. This is certainly. I am better. Every time I practice piano, I can take the initiative and be conscious. Although I sometimes take a little lazy, overall, I am serious," Midou became more and more excited. When he found that he seemed to be off topic, he said again. "Although there are fewer ideas about being lazy, I will feel it enough, because practice will make me better, which is something that can be felt. When you taste the sweetness, you will continue unconsciously. Of course, if you take a little lazy, your performance will give feedback quickly. The happiness and gains in this process are actually greater than the game, and of course, at least not worse than the game experience."

When Midou said this, she paused and seemed to be satisfied with her expression. Basically, he had made it clear that he had made his point, although it was a bit verbose.

Ruan Duo was also attracted by these strange ideas in the mind of this messenger of the same civilization. She thought about it carefully for a long time and suddenly realized it. She said, "Oh, I understand. You are still in the process of evolution. You need such practice to make yourself stronger. Unlike us, we are born with these, we just need to enjoy the happiness brought by time."

Now, it was Midou's turn to be confused.

It was the first time he heard someone say this, it turned out that people practice hard for evolution.

The two children were silent at this moment, obviously, no one could convince each other.

There is a gap in front of the two of them. There is a bridge to connect them so that they can hold hands again and do what their friends should do.

Midou feels like a teapot cooking dumplings at this moment, and it feels like it can’t be poured out. It always feels uncomfortable, but it doesn’t know how to express its opinions.

He thought of Alaidi. In the office of the Supreme Commander, he would not have turned to Midou if there were no big problems that could not be solved.

Not to mention in the 2070 world, even on Earth, an adult seeks help from a child will be incredible.

If this is the truth of evolution, then there must be something wrong with evolution.
Chapter completed!