Author: Filthy MACHINE TRANSLATION
Ling Jue walked to her subordinate and looked at the group of excited people. She slightly raised her eyebrows and asked, “what’s wrong? ”
Lu Yilie stood up and said, “we are planning to go to the music room for training. There happens to be a zither over there. You can go take a look. ”
He was a bit excited. He really liked his character.
He was a tall, rich, and handsome man with a high iq!
“Okay. ” Ling Jue nodded.
Everyone stood up and walked toward the music room.
Lu Yilie followed behind him and asked curiously, “by the way, master jue, why does Zhu Yingtai not like Marvin but that poor kid Liang Shanbo? ”
Ling jue slightly raised her eyebrows. “I’ve never seen this story. ”
Lu Yilie’s mouth twitched. “Then why did you say you wanted to play Liang Zhu so straightforwardly? ”
“I can learn. ”
” … ” well, he was really convinced. Other than the word ‘convinced’ , he couldn’t find any words to describe his mood.
The group of people walked to the music classroom. They were quite happy with the role they were going to play.
They came to the music classroom and found a classroom with a Guzheng to begin rehearsing.
Everyone played the role of a student and the main character.
Ling Jue also got her own lines. She sat alone next to the zither, looked at the instrument, and took out her phone to search for how to play it.
Liang Zhu’s zither version of the song… …
Most of the songs that appeared were violin pieces, but there were almost no zither pieces.
Why was there no zither version of the story left behind by the ancient style of Liang Zhu all those years ago.
Everyone was performing. Ling Jue looked for the score, but she could not find it even after flipping through a few websites.
The corners of her lips curled up. Since that was the case, she would compose one herself.
She turned on the Violin version and listened to it for a while, then slowly began to learn.
The crowd’s voices were very loud. They were all discussing how to walk and how to act, so no one paid any attention to Ling Jue.
After a while, everyone began to find the feeling and slowly entered the plot.
They had only practiced for half an hour when a melodious guzheng suddenly came from the corner.
The young man was bathed in the sunlight, his slender fingers strumming the strings.
The crowd was stunned. Did Ling Jue really not know how to play?
How long did it take?
Ling Jue realized that the phone that Feng Yulin gave her was really useful. It could even write music scores.
She took the Guzheng score and sent it to her Weibo.
[ Liang Zhu’s guzheng score. You can take it if you need it. Photo / ]
She felt that the music was very moving. It was the soul of culture and should not be replaced by modern musical instruments. The only instruments that could truly play the soul of the music were those from that era.
After she sent it, she realized that the entire class was silent. They were all staring at him.
Ling Jue looked around her in confusion. She raised her eyebrows and looked at the crowd in confusion. “What’s wrong? ”
“Master Jue… please play it again, ” Lu Yilie said in a daze …
The crowd nodded as well. The voice just now was too pleasant to hear.
It was the first time they had heard the Guzheng version!
It turned out that Ling Jue really did not know anything!
Then, she could learn anything!
How could there be such a perfect person! !
Ling Jue chuckled. “Sure, come with me. I’ll play and you guys can practice. ”
Lu Yilie moved a small stool over and sat down. “No… I can’t move when I hear you play. ”
“ME TOO! ” Xiao Yezi was her number one fan.
Ai Zhiqi was the same. She abandoned her uncle Liang and moved the stool next to Ling Jue. She said excitedly, “Master Jue, come again, come again. It’s really great! ”
“You guys… ” Ling Jue shook her head. “Then I’ll play once. I’ll play along with you guys next time. ”