Changsheng felt that this cultivation realm was really refreshing his cognition all the time, and he didn't see any people receiving him after he walked into the Heavenly Lai Pavilion, this place seemed to be completely modern self-service design.

The Pavilion is divided into different areas according to the different instruments used by the players, and is distinguished by the patterns of each instrument. Changsheng used the qin, he slowly walked to the guqin-shaped building, and in the next second, he teleported to the inside of the building through the guò teleportation array. And the guqin-like building has another inside, and the whole space is divided into compartments like a hotel, and you only need to swipe the spirit card after entering

It is true that the Ethereal Pavilion will help the performers promote and release the songs for free, but only if the quality of the music you play is passable, so the performers still have to pay for the cubicle before they are appreciated. Fortunately, the price of a compartment is not expensive, twenty spirit coins an hour. Changsheng had the illusion that he was in a KTV while swiping the spirit card, because this compartment even had a scoring function after KTV song ordering on the earth.

Because there are so many people who come to the Heavenly Pavilion every day to try their luck, the deacons of the Heavenly Pavilion naturally don't have time to listen to them one by one, so an automatic grading mechanism is embedded in each compartment. When a person finishes playing a piece of music, the wall of the compartment will display the grade of the song according to the song he played, and there are four grades of the song: "A", "B", "C", and "D", and each grade is divided into three levels: "upper", "middle", and "lower". As long as you reach "B", Tian Lai Pavilion will come forward to include this song, and it will also give you a good aftermath.

Of course, relying on a set program to score will inevitably have shortcomings. Because this grading system favors new tunes and difficult pieces to play, those who win with emotional richness suffer more or less. At this time, the performer can contact the deacons in the Teana Pavilion through the sound transmission facilities in the guò compartment, and let the deacons conduct artificial evaluations.

At the beginning, many people directly contacted the deacons of Tianlai Pavilion with the mentality that they would definitely be appreciated, but the result was diametrically opposite to what they thought, and these people were basically criticized by the deacons. It was not the worst thing to simply be reprimanded and sarcastic, but what was even worse was that they were also ordered to permanently ban themselves from entering the Heavenly Sounds Pavilion because of "the song is too bad". So people today would rather face the rigid procedures in the cubicle than have the courage to contact the deacons directly.

However, after Changsheng entered the cubicle, he pressed the button to contact the deacon without thinking, because the music he wanted to play was different from ordinary people, or he didn't just want to play the music, but also sing the lyrics. There are very few songs with words in the Three Thousand Worlds, especially the words he writes are not in the typical poetic format, if he is rated according to this rating mechanism, he estimates that he can get a "C" grade.

Changsheng pressed the button and sat down honestly on the chair in the cubicle, and he reached out to remove the piano case behind his back and put it on the table. However, when Changsheng's hand was halfway out, a subtle look suddenly appeared on his calm face, and then he pulled out a smile that couldn't be laughed at.

Jiang Jue, who was originally leaning lazily against the wall, happened to catch a glimpse of Changsheng's pause, and after he quietly glanced at Changsheng, he couldn't help but shake his head and laugh in a low voice. Immortal boy...... I forgot to bring the piano.

Changsheng silently withdrew his outstretched hand, he didn't have the piano case behind his back at all, so of course he couldn't touch anything. Changsheng only remembered now, he came out in a hurry as soon as he returned to the sect just now, and he didn't realize that he was going to take the piano case from beginning to end!

What kind of songs did he come to record without a piano? Could it be that he sang a cappella all the way? Or did he run the "Complex Sound Formula"? It was impossible for him to sing a cappella at all, and his cultivation was not high, and if he relied on the exercises, he would at most simulate three musical instruments at the same time, and under normal circumstances, he would just simulate two. If he used "Traditional Music Jue" to simulate the sound of the piano, he would not be able to integrate the sounds of other instruments at will when recording the song, and besides, the sound of the exercise simulation was more or less different from what he played, if he was forced to do so, Changsheng did not intend to do so.

"Who wants to play the music?" Before Changsheng could think of a countermeasure, the images of the deacons of the Heavenly Pavilion were slowly reflected on the wall used for grading in the compartment, and the majestic voice of the person sitting in the first place came clearly through the wall. Changsheng sighed in his heart, and when he turned around, he looked at the deacons with a faint and humble smile.

"I'm going to play it. Changsheng said calmly, without the slightest hint of panic.

When the deacons of the Heavenly Pavilion heard this, they immediately looked at the immortal life carefully. Changsheng wears half of the mask so that people can't see his face clearly, but his silhouette should be extremely handsome. His voice is low and warm, it sounds pretty good, his fingers are also slender and powerful, it is estimated that he is good at the piano, and in general, this kid may have some ability.

"In that case, let's get started. I'm so busy with things that I can only listen to one song. "It's true that the deacons of the Heavenly Pavilion don't need to listen to the songs one by one, but the work of entering and reviewing the songs alone is enough to keep them busy, and it is naturally impossible for them to listen to Changsheng sing for an hour. In fact, few players have dared to press the button to contact them over the years, either because they are really capable and extremely confident, or they are not very bright.

"Okay. Can I take the liberty of asking a question before that?" Changsheng said politely. When Jiang Jue heard this, his half-closed eyes opened again, and a fleeting smile flashed in his pupils, and he could probably guess what Changsheng would say next.

"Asked. There were five deacons who listened to the music, and their first impression of Changsheng was not too bad, but they were not too disgusted, so one of them responded to Changsheng briefly and forcefully.

"I want to ask...... Can you rent a piano in the Heavenly Pavilion?" Changsheng finally asked, and as soon as these words came out, the five deacons on the opposite side were stunned at the same time, and a ridiculous look gradually appeared on their faces that were either old or strict.

They heard it right? What did this kid ask just now? A person who came to Tianlai Pavilion to record a song didn't even bring a musical instrument? Even if he didn't bring a musical instrument, he even dared to contact them to evaluate it! Isn't there something wrong with his brain? I used to think that this kid was humble and polite, but now it seems that where he is humble, it is obvious that he is crazy!

"I'll just ask, and forget if I don't. Changsheng looked at the angry expressions of these deacons, and couldn't help but secretly cry bitter in his heart. Even if he is humble and polite now, it is useless, these people probably regard him as a fool who demolishes and provokes.

"We don't rent a piano in the Heavenly Sound Pavilion, but I'll lend you a piano in my own name! Today I want to see what kind of music you can play!" The deacon sitting on the far right was a violent temper, he was so angry that he laughed back, and directly waved his hand to send a piano over.

Changsheng's gaze crossed the angry faces of the five deacons, and then looked at the deacon's piano borrowed from him in his hand, and he almost couldn't even hold back his smile. He knew that if he messed up today, he would never be able to step into the Heavenly Pavilion half a step in the future. No, he thinks that if he messes up today, it's hard to say whether there will be a future.

Changsheng placed the borrowed piano firmly on the table, and calmed down for a moment to familiarize himself. The whole body of this piano is pure white, the body of the piano is like a fine mutton fat white jade, not only the touch is warm and delicate, but also covered with a layer of light and soft hazy halo, just looking at it will feel very valuable. He tried to raise his hand and pluck the strings a few times, the sound of the piano at first glance sounded like a pearl falling, the timbre was excellent, it was indeed a good piano, at least more than a grade better than his piano of a thousand spirit coins.

"The piano has also been borrowed, hurry up and play the music!" Because of the borrowing of the piano, the five deacons of the Tianlai Pavilion no longer had a good face for Changsheng, and they urged unceremoniously and bluntly.

Changsheng didn't speak, he replied with a sudden sound of scattered pianos. I don't dare to say anything else, but when it comes to singing, he will never miss it.

Long before the sound of the piano sounded, Jiang Jue took out a jar of spirits, and the surging aroma of wine churning in the compartment caused Changsheng to glance sideways at Jiang Jue. Jiang Jue felt Changsheng's gaze, and just chuckled and saluted the other party. He knew that Changsheng was going to play the song "Wine Mania" (1), and such a wine-themed piano song would naturally be accompanied by the strongest wine in the world.

Changsheng no longer looked at the freewheeling general, but continued to pluck the strings. The deep and shallow piano sound sounded erratically, when I first heard it, I only felt that the music was bohemian, and when I listened carefully, I felt a little muddy and a little depressed, and behind the rampant piano sound was loneliness, self-deprecation and depression.

Since this life does not tolerate me, what does it matter if I get drunk! Changsheng slowly plucked the strings with increasing intensity, and the song of "Drunken Mania" on earth was played by him, which was a little less detached, but more unique and rampant.

Although the deacons were still frowning when they heard the sound of the piano, their faces were much more relaxed. The artistic conception of this piece is good, and the madness is full of a clear and clear mind, and this kid's skills in stroking the qin are also passable, but it is not in vain that they spent a lot of time talking to him before. But if this is the case, Changsheng is no different from the people in the past, and he can automatically rate him in the compartment, so why should he bother to ask them to listen? Could it be that this kid did this just to borrow a harp from them? Before the deacons could figure out the reason, Changsheng's voice gradually penetrated the sound of the piano:

"Singing about wine, what is life?" (2)

Now the sound of the piano has returned to its original scattered sound, and Changsheng has not known when he hooked his thin lips and revealed a smile that can be called presumptuous. The heroic and sad words and his low voice have a paradoxical charm, as if the sea is calm and the deep sea is surging with fierce storms.

"For example, the morning dew, the days are bitter!" The pure sound of the piano gradually blended into the sound of the gonghou, the light and distant sound of the gonghou and the deep sound of the qin perfectly blended together, instantly pulling people from the world to the sky. Originally, the deacons were just feeling the desolation behind the sound of the piano, but after hearing the slightly straightforward and absolutely fitting lyrics, they uncontrollably remembered the rush of the past and the deep sorrow in their hearts.

However, they soon had no heart to remember and sigh, because every time Changsheng sang a word, a fiery red drunken flower bloomed in this small compartment. At this moment, there happened to be a flower gently and softly next to the snow-white body, and the warm color of the drunken flowers lined the piano in a flash, and even Changsheng's pale fingers of the piano looked particularly bewildering.

The song is not finished, the house is already full of flowers, a beautiful scene.