Chapter 11: Worth geometry (1/2)
Gu Qingfeng is familiar with many tunes, which not only made Ou Yang Ye fiercely stunning, but also made her fictional Chi Yan son a little real. Of course, the most important thing is to save her face, at least temporarily. .
The little girl did not get so proud of this, knowing that the fake is always fake. If it continues, the two nasty ghosts of Yun Hong and Ye Hui will definitely try everything to test the true and false, and if they show their feet, they will lose their masters. Already.
Therefore, Ouyang Ye took advantage of this opportunity to quickly take Gu Qingfeng to change a seat, but just as the music festival was about to begin, the venue was already overcrowded. There were only a few tables and chairs in the corner. In desperation, Ouyang Ye had to sit in the corner Here, although the position is a little bit worse, as long as you can avoid the two nasty ghosts Yun Yun and Ye Hui.
The ancient breeze does not matter, as long as there is something to eat and drink.
”Thank you very much just now. Come, Miss Ben toast you.”
Ouyang Ye was very happy and very excited, especially when thinking of the ugly faces of Yunhong and Ye Hui, eager to rush up and kiss the ancient Qingfeng, drank the glass of Chinese wine, and asked: ”I really didn't expect It's incredible that you know so many tunes ... how did you do that? ”
”How to do it ... how to say it, I have been obsessed with it for a long time, and I searched for scores all over the years, I read more and listened to it.”
Speaking of Gu Qingfeng, the reason why he learned the melody was purely to please a woman, but he did not expect to be addicted to it later. In order to search for various music scores, he actually ran a lot, and even tapped some powers of proficiency Dongfu.
喂 ”Hello, tell me honestly, how high is your temperamental accomplishment ... what kind of music do you play?”
”It's a melody ... that's high ... as for the tune ... it's going to play a lot ... it's not even clear to me.”
切 ”Cut, you're really bragging!”
Ouyang Ye shook his eyes and said angrily: ”You think you know so many tunes, and your accomplishments will be very high ... Each tune includes many fingerings, strings, and dexterity. Just to learn a fingering, you need It ’s been a long time, and there ’s also a string, a magic trick ... It ’s all a matter of enlightenment ... This is still just a tune. A tune contains many, many tunes. If you want to pop a tune out of mystery, there is no three years or five years. It won't pop out at all. ”
Since the melody is one of the ten arts in Xiandao, it is naturally not that simple.
As Ouyang Ye said, if you want to pop a piece of music into a mysterious mood, you must not only learn various **** strings, but also understand various spiritual tricks. The reason why the rhythm is called the coldest fairy art is precisely because of this stuff. Children are more difficult to learn than martial arts, spells, and swords.
Lao Gu Qingfeng smiled, but said nothing. Looking at the crowded venue, he raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, ”What the **** is this music art convention, why didn't we start?”
”What are you in a hurry, you are about to start.”
”and then.”
然后 ”Then? Then everyone plays on stage ...”
”That's it?”
”if not.”
”Everybody hits the stage and hits the song called the Leyi Conference? What's the point?”
The ancient breeze is really incomprehensible.
喂 ”Hello, don't say that, it's a great opportunity for us young musicians.”
The ancient breeze was a little confused, and asked, ”What do you mean?”
”Playing on the stage can increase your popularity and increase your own worth. The price of playing a song in the future will increase, making it easier to earn a spiritual stone.”
”It turned out to be this way.” Gu Qingfeng nodded, expressing his understanding that making money by playing music is not shameful. After all, cultivation requires a lot of resources. Buying elixir, buying magic weapons, maintaining the formation, and so on all require spiritual stones. The average family simply bears it. No, Gu Qingfeng also sold art when he lacked a spirit stone.