This school has banned students from playing beetle fiddles for a long time. Probably because of an accident many years ago. Members of the Thai Music Club who chose this type of instrument...some have disappeared. Some were found cut into pieces. The school's only Seo Duang was called the 'Mystical Seo' and was forbidden from being touched by any student ever since.

Saw (

saw)

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Watermelon felt it the first second he saw that fiddle. She immediately knew that the instrument in front of her was not suitable for her at all.

A sixth grade girl opened the door and entered the room. Turn left and right before walking towards the shelf. A dark brown fiddle beetle rested on it. Set alone among various Thai musical instruments. Watermelon felt a connection between her and him. Still, the girl shook her head and let out a weary sigh.

...This fiddle is not suitable for you. In fact, watermelons are not suitable for any musical instrument. Unlike his father who loved music more than anything else. The other party forced her to choose any instrument to play. By quoting the famous saying: 'Whoever does not have music in their nature is a very trickster', he said.

Watermelon disagrees. But the girl was smart enough not to displease her father. She imagined herself playing the piano. before concluding that it wouldn't be so bad. Little did he know that every event had taken an unexpected turn. She was put in a Thai music club. Because the International Music Club already has all members.

Picture of yourself in an evening gown Playing a sweet piano sound among hundreds of spectators. It was replaced with an image of a young girl wearing a binder. He put a hibiscus flower next to his ear and immediately started to sound sluggish!

Still, Watermelon had no choice. She knew that her father was a hot-headed and opinionated person. If she didn't follow through, they would probably fight in vain. So the girl had to come to this music room. To become the last member of the club

Teacher Chalerm, the teacher, was already waiting. A pale old man in a white shirt sat upright in a chair. His soft smile made Taengmo feel a little relieved. At least she didn't have to study with an old female teacher. Who always complains to students about having different manners and manners. She's grown up and knows what is right and what is wrong.

But will you choose to do the right thing? That's another story!

“Have you arrived, Thidarat? Teacher is waiting.” Teacher Chalerm called her by her real name. Get up and walk over to the shelf. Raise your hand to worship that fiddle. before giving it to the young girl “The homeroom teacher has already told the teacher. She was forced to study by her parents. Therefore, if the teacher guesses correctly She probably had never held a fiddle before.

I don't even know how to hold it, how to color it, or even the various notes. Is that right?”

The eyes behind the blue frames showed a flaw. The girl rolled her eyes slightly in boredom. That's how Thai music teachers behave. They like to think that the subjects they teach are noble. They also look down on people who play international musical instruments as destroying the country's identity. It was evident that this teaching would definitely be as boring and useless as I had thought.

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I felt it the first moment I saw Thidarat...she was special. One glance and one knew that this young girl would grow up to be a talented musician. She still doesn't know. But don't worry. That opportunity is coming.

This school has banned students from playing beetle fiddles for a long time. Probably because of an accident many years ago. Members of the Thai Music Club who chose this type of instrument...some have disappeared. Some were found cut into pieces. The school's only Seo Duang was called the 'Mystical Seo' and was forbidden from being touched by any student ever since.

I was surprised that the director allowed fiddling again. You probably thought that inviting monks to pray would make all the mysteries go away. Asked if I believe it I have to say that I half believe it and I don't believe it half the time. I was taught from a young age to only believe things that could be proven by science. But past experiences have shaken that idea by default.

In fact, not every child who plays this fiddle will encounter a curse. If you count it, you will find that it is half and half. Most of the time, the victims are people who play well. Some of them played so well that I even wanted to send them to compete at the national level. Unfortunately, that day never happened. Never since Noon died.

Thidarat is the person suitable for that position. The first day we met I taught her the basics of fiddling, and it turned out that she could do more than that. Thidarat did so well that I am still amazed. At the same time, she wondered if it was really her first time. Every note was played softly.

The pacing is just right. The only two disadvantages are the unattractive coloring and the problem of remembering the position of the notes that may take some practice.

Thidarat has talent This is the only compliment I can think of. Because even when I first learned to play the fiddle I'm still confused between the major line and the bass line.

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Teacher Chalerm praises her for having talent. This is something Watermelon doesn't hear often. Even the young girl couldn't believe that she could play so well. As soon as you touch it The prejudice that once existed disappeared completely. When the color became a song The more I fell in love with the sound of this fiddle.

Teacher Chalerm made an appointment with Tangmo to practice with other club members. In the evening after school When the high-pitched sound of Saw Duang harmonizes with the sounds of various musical instruments. Your mind will feel happy like never before. The girl also noticed that other friends They all looked at her suspiciously. When he went in to ask

So we know it's because of the legend that this fiddle has a curse. and has taken the lives of no less than eight students.

There are only two things that Tangmo is curious about. One...why doesn't the school buy a new fiddle? And two...who came up with this nonsense legend? In the past, she always paid homage and respect to the instrument before playing. It can be said that all ancient traditions are followed. I don't see anything to be afraid of. If you accidentally disrespect or do something offensive, say so.

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Thidarat's skills improved by leaps and bounds. Just one week She was able to play as well as someone who had been practicing for months. is one of the most talented students I have ever taught. I can't help but think whether in the future she will play better than Noon or not...

No, I still need to practice a lot. Noon undoubtedly played better than Thidarat. That girl is better at fiddle than anyone I know. Uniqueness is truly a result of talent. Noon has the opportunity to advance as a national musician. Or maybe even world class. If there hadn't been an accident when she was on her way to compete first...

It's sad to think about. Noon died without a chance to know. A construction crane fell when her car passed by. The giant steel frame crushed the girl's body in a fraction of a second.

That day, Noon was going to compete in a Si Saw competition at the provincial level. With her level of ability, she would easily defeat any competitor. I could tell from the first moment that this student was definitely going to reach the world level.

There were nearly ten girls with her abilities. All of whom were once my students in this school. Is fate playing a joke? Why did nearly ten talented musicians study at this school? In order to die because of a mysterious curse, yes, all eight of you died brutally. When he bought a new fiddle

That mystery still remains. The last one died about ten years ago. Then the school officially announced a ban on teaching Saw Duang.

...Thidarat is the first student to hold this type of instrument in ten years.

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If you don't believe, you have to believe. A few weeks later Tangmo is as good as her senior named 'Nun'. This is what Teacher Chalerm said with a proud expression on his face. If the young girl's skills are really not good It's probably because this fiddle has a magical spell that makes the listener mesmerized. Watermelon decided to believe first. How can a musical instrument be magical?

It's all because of her talent. Can't think of anything else.

Young girl sitting on the phone in front of the music room Wait until 5:00 p.m. when Teacher Chalerm finishes tutoring. In order to practice with the rest of the club, Taengmo felt like he had become the focus of attention from his juniors and classmates. Everyone looked at her admiringly. Some looked on with envy.

But the girl was not interested.

The only thing she was interested in was the flyer Teacher Chalerm had brought her that morning. She will compete in the provincial Thai music competition. If you pass the final round, you will get the opportunity to compete at the national level!

Watermelon couldn't hide his excitement. Everything happened quickly. a month ago She also stubbornly refused to play music. But now When you discovered your talent My dreams about my future career suddenly changed. A career as a Thai musician has become a top dream. And the girl is confident that she will succeed.

Teacher Chalerm's call woke Tangmo up from his trance. A young girl smiles Raise your hands to the musical instrument in your hand and pray that your dreams will come true.

Although the sound of the xylophone and other musical instruments was louder, it still could not drown out the unique sound of the so-duang. After playing the song Teacher Chalerm then allowed everyone to go home. Except for Watermelon, who had to stay at practice until 7 p.m. Young girl says goodbye to her club mates before walking to the bathroom Not even three minutes of personal business and then he came back.

When there are no people, the room full of Thai musical instruments is terrifying. Even though I'm used to it because I come to practice at this time every day. But I couldn't help but get goosebumps. Tangmo turned left and right to find Teacher Chalerm, but couldn't find him. The weather was getting colder and colder. The girl was trembling. Finally, she turned around and half walked, half ran towards the door.

But he hadn't touched the knob yet. Out of the corner of his eye he saw 'Something'...

A big saw is on Teacher Chalerm's desk!

Many questions popped up in my head. But I still haven't thought of an answer. The old man pushed the door in. He hit her head until the victim fell to the ground. The new arrival clicked on the door lock before crouching down. Make eye contact with students For that second Tangmelon could have sworn that she saw no humanity in those eyes. The old man smiled.

Revealing white teeth reflecting light from the light bulb. It was no different from that saw that was now in the hands of the other party.

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Thidarat is far ahead of Noon's abilities. This is what I concluded five minutes ago. Her skill level was able to compete and win easily. But is there something that I will allow to happen?

...Is there anything I can do to allow anyone to defeat me?

A young talented girl goes on a journey to do what she dreams of. But the result was death that would never be returned. This world is so unfair If I don't get a chance, other people don't deserve it either. You might think I'm being selfish...no. It's not my fault in the slightest. It was fate that brought nine young girls with a talent for fiddle to this school.

It's Thidarat's fault that she's better than Noon. The saw that hadn't been used in nearly ten years was taken out and sharpened again. The same plans formed in his head. After the guard and janitor fell into a deep sleep due to the effects of sleeping pills, It would be just me and her...the girl who made Noon look inferior with her superior abilities.

Noon must be number one. and will never become second to anyone!

That sound of a saw scraping against human bones. Accompanied by screams of unbearable pain. Listening to it, it sounded like the sound of a fiddle playing a Yuan melody. I picked up Thidarat's first organ and put it in a black bag. before proceeding to cut off the other arm while he was still alive

There, the sound sounded again. This time, it's sweeter than before. I turned to the picture of Noon on the wall and started singing along with the sound of the saw blades.

From now on, Noon will be number one. She deserves that position more than anyone.

Sleep well...my son.

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