Live Beautification System

  Chapter 48 A Heartbreaking Song

  This afternoon, Ding Mu wore neat and clean clothes, and came to the piano room last time according to the time agreed in advance. Unexpectedly, as soon as he reached the door, Xue Lingyun opened the door. Ding Mu raised his eyes and saw that the girl was wearing a dignified long skirt, like an orchid in an empty valley, she still looked so elegant.

  Ding Mu smiled all over his face, showing admiration, but said in a respectful tone: "Hello, teacher, I'm here for class."

  Xue Lingyun has always been very reserved, nodded slightly, pointed to a seat with its back facing the piano and said: "Sit down, I will test you."

  Ding Mu sat down as promised, with his back to the piano, feeling a little nervous in his heart. He didn't know how strong the divine ear he got would be, and he didn't know if he could hear Xue Lingyun's heartfelt voice today!

  Xue Lingyun smiled when she saw that Ding Mu was ready with her back facing her. He opened the lid of the piano and pressed a key with his pale fingers. Originally wanted to tell Ding Mu that this is the reference tone, la. When Ding Mu heard the sound of the piano, he immediately said, "This is la in C major."

  Xue Lingyun didn't care, this was easier, and followed a few more tones, and Ding Mu answered them one by one accurately. Xue Lingyun was quite satisfied, and said, "Not bad, have you been practicing seriously these few days?"

"It's more than being serious, it's a waste of sleep and food. Why don't you increase the difficulty, I really want to challenge the limit and press a few more notes." Ding Mu was talking nonsense, he could tell that it was not that hard work at all, It is entirely dependent on the absolute pitch of the divine ear. It is simply impossible for him to practice by himself.

  However, Xue Lingyun didn’t know that there was such a golden finger as the real person beautification system. She only felt that Ding Mu must have worked hard and made some progress, but this was only the foundation of the foundation, and he must not be proud of it.

   Immediately, Xue Lingyun skipped the difficulty of two notes at a time, stretched out three fingers directly, and pressed the three chords on the keys at once. Ding Mu immediately announced: "do, mi, sol."

   "Not bad." Seeing Ding Mu distinguishing the sound so quickly, Xue Lingyun was very satisfied, and then tested several other major triads. Ding Mu easily answered all of them.

  This result was somewhat beyond Xue Lingyun's expectation. From Ding Mu's level last time, it will take a month to practice to the present level. This kid's progress is too fast, he can answer the major chords so quickly and easily.

  Seeing that Ding Mu couldn't help but be troubled, Xue Lingyun deliberately played minor triads and augmented triads with ascending and descending chords to make things difficult, never expecting Ding Mu to say it accurately again. This time, Xue Lingyun was afraid that Ding Mu would cheat, so she kept looking back at Ding Mu, and was surprised to see that he was still sitting upright, with his back turned to her, and had no chance to peek. Just about to ask a few questions, Ding Mu spoke first, and said provocatively: "It's too simple, you can add a few more sounds at the same time."

  Seeing Ding Mu being so rampant, Xue Lingyun couldn't help being slightly annoyed, ten fingers pressed ten completely different sounds on the keyboard at the same time, and said coldly: "Then listen to this."

   While the lingering sound was still there, Ding Mu announced all the sounds from low to high.

  In fact, Xue Lingyun pressed it randomly, and didn't even know what note she was playing. She looked down at her fingers and was surprised to find that Ding Mu was right. This result really shocked Xue Lingyun, she turned her head hastily, and said to Ding Mu: "You...how did you do it, when you came last time you were still blind to music, now you have become a **** of music in just a few days?"

  Ding Mu is a big braggart, seeing that he has suppressed Xue Lingyun, he was very proud and said: "This is called a genius, hahaha."

  Xue Lingyun saw Ding Mu's unflattering appearance, shook her head helplessly, and tried several times seriously, and found that Ding Mu could really hear ten sounds at once, so she could only agree with Ding Mu's self-proclaimed genius. Xue Lingyun thought for a while and said, "I remember a TV program where a person can hear absolute pitch, and the sounds in nature can be converted into notes on the piano. Can you do this?"

  Ding Mudao: "As long as you listen to the sound, you won't be able to trouble me."

  Xue Lingyun said: "If this is the case, you are really a genius."

  Ding Mu complimented: "Youdao is something that Maxima often has, but Bole doesn't often have. I developed this from you."

  Everyone likes to hear good things, Xue Lingyun is no exception, she raised the corner of her mouth and said, "Is it true?"

  Ding Mu's heart was moved when he heard the words, and he said seriously: "Every sentence is sincere, and I also want to hear your sincere words."

   "Oh, what words?"

  Ding Muben wanted to ask: "Do you like me?" The words changed to: "You...I have so many advantages, which one do you like the most?"

  Xue Lingyun sneered slightly, and said with disdain: "You are so narcissistic. You have no merits worthy of my liking. Don't think about it, and learn the piano steadily."

  Although Xue Lingyun had a disdainful expression, Ding Mu could clearly hear her heart beating a lot faster, and joked: "Well, I am narcissistic and have no merits. Master Xue, please teach me how to play the piano."

Xue Lingyun was already prepared, and said to Ding Mu: "Last time I taught you some basic **** techniques, and your fingers are quite nimble. Today I will teach you an etude for finger opening, Feng Qiuhuang. This piece has a relatively slow rhythm. Get a good rhythm."

  Next, Xue Lingyun demonstrated it first, and then taught Ding Mu how to learn this simple slow sanxian etude. After Ding Mu practiced it three times, he would not make any mistakes. After five times, he could play without looking at the score.

Xue Lingyun said with satisfaction: "Not bad, the progress is very fast. But it's just good, and there is no artistic conception at all. If you want to create the artistic conception of a song, you must do two things: first, be familiar with the song, and don't make mistakes. Second, What I think about in my mind is not how to move my fingers, but the picture or the scene. This is more difficult." Unknowingly, Xue Lingyun's requirements for Ding Mu have increased.

   Ding Mu's perfect hands are extremely flexible, and he is already very familiar with playing this simple piece of music. Hearing what Xue Lingyun said, Ding Mu paused and said, "I'll try."

  Although Ding Mu is learning guqin for the first time, he is not ignorant of famous songs such as "Feng Qiu Huang". He can at least remember four of the eight lines in "The Story of the West Chamber".

   There is a beautiful woman who will never forget.

  I haven't seen you for a day, and I think like crazy.

  The phoenix flies soaring, seeking the phoenix from all over the world.

  The helpless beauty is not on the east wall.

   It is said that this Fengqiuhuang is Sima Xiangru's pursuit of Zhuo Wenjun, a famous song to arouse her affection, and it is also a deep, touching and charming courtship song.

  Ding Mu is sitting upright, with his hands on the piano, but what he thinks in his mind is not the musical notes, but the lingering scene with his lover on the weekend. After a while, my mouth became dry, my heart beat faster, and I was thinking like crazy. What I heard in my ears was the heartbeat and breathing of myself and Xue Lingyun.

  At this time, Ding Mu caressed with his left hand, and flicked his right hand hard, just at the moment of his heartbeat. Xue Lingyun, who was listening attentively, was shocked and almost groaned.

  Ding Mu felt that he had put all his heart and soul into a restless scene that made people blush and heartbeat, and his hands were full of waves of percussion on the heartstrings. Ding Mu, who didn't even shed a drop of sweat in physical education class, felt hot all over his body at this moment, with thin drops of sweat oozing from his forehead.

At the end of the song, Ding Mu didn't seem to realize it, and repeated it five times over and over again. Only those who experienced it could understand the frenzy. It was only when the last note burst out that Ding Mu realized that the heartbeats of himself and Xue Lingyun had matched Feng's. The rhythm of Qiuhuang merged.

  After ten seconds of silence in the room, Xue Lingyun put down her palms, took a long breath, and applauded Ding Mu: "Absolutely, as far as this piece is concerned, your level is already above mine."

  Ding Mu raised his sleeves and wiped the sweat from his head, calmed down the mania in his heart, looked at Xue Lingyun with charming eyes and said: "I think it's dangerous to play this piece of music when a single man and a widow are in the same room."

   Xue Lingyun did not deny it, and suddenly said: "I just asked you about me, tell you the truth, I like the smell on your body."

Ding Mu didn't expect Xue Lingyun to say these words suddenly, he couldn't help being stunned, and then realized that his five times of Fengqiuhuang, to Xue Lingyun who has been immersed in Guqin for more than ten years, are no less than continuous love words, passionate Love poems, fanatical pursuits, straightforward longings.

Xue Lingyun continued: "Don't get me wrong, I know that you are not an innocent boy, but a prodigal son who lingers in the flowers. When I first saw you, I smelled four or five women on you, but I couldn't cover it up. Your own body is refreshing. At least it is relatively clean. I don’t hate it. But I will only give my body to the person who marries me. It’s hard for a **** like you to calm down. I don’t expect it. I’d rather be friends. it is good."

   A golden light flashed in Ding Mu's mind. He perfectly completed the task of "The Voice of the Goddess" and won the task reward. The "God Ear" was automatically solidified. Bonus: Three hints, answer three questions about the system.

  But at this time, Ding Mu didn't care about these things, and said to Xue Lingyun: "I'm curious about one more question. Do I have a smell? Why can't I smell it myself?"

Xue Lingyun thought that Ding Mu would be very disappointed, but when Ding Mu directly brought up the topic, she felt a little sour: "It is difficult for people to smell their own smell. This is because they have lived in abalone for a long time without knowing the smell. If When I can smell my own scent, the smell is already very strong. Besides, I have a special sense of smell, and I have always been more sensitive to smells."

  Ding Mu was particularly curious about this, and asked: "Can you tell me in detail how you have this special function."

"This is not a supernatural power. My family is from a family of traditional Chinese medicine. There is a medicinal material library in my family. Don't look at me now. I was very naughty when I was a child. I often played in it. Over time, I became familiar with the unique taste of various medicinal materials. Slowly, I found that my sense of smell was sharper than ordinary people, and I remembered the smell of a lot of medicinal materials. Do you know that there is a profession called perfumer? It specializes in smelling perfume. Senior smellers can generally identify four thousand kinds The smell of spices. I can identify more than 10,000 natural smells. And I can smell a mixture of many smells at the same time."

  Ding Mu admired sincerely: "What a fairy."

  Xue Lingyun smiled sweetly again, and said: "Okay, let's not talk about this, there is still some time to practice your ability to read music. I won't give you a demonstration. You can compare this music by yourself and practice this "Good Night Citation."

   Ding Mu agreed: "Okay, I will try again."

  After listening to the voice of his heart, Ding Mu seemed to be separated from Xue Lingyun on the surface, but he was much closer in his heart. In fact, neither of the two had really been in love, and they were ignorant of the ambiguous feelings, so they could only let it slowly brew and take root.

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